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 Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 7:33 pm
 Tiffany had never felt this horrible in her life. She hadn't eaten too much. She had stayed on the same diet she was always one. Exercised just as much. More so, even, because of the deep snow, and it was harder to run. But she was fat. Disgusting. Blob like. Huge. But it wasn't like...fat fat. Just around her stomach. A huge, round stomach.
And it hurt so much. She felt tired all the time. And hungry. But she figured that was because she was so fat, and that made her more hungry. She didn't like not eating when she was hungry, because they were REALLY bad hunger pangs. So she ate, and then exercised extra. But nothing happened. She just got fatter. She was starting to consider eating less, but for some reason she felt like that was a very bad idea. Tiffany felt angrier then usual, and her stomach hurt and turned and felt over all extremely weird.
What was a mare to do? She tried so hard. SO hard to stay perfect. But she couldn't. Was she being punished? Why would someone punish her? All she was was nice. And wonderful. And helpful. And charming. And perfect. Why would anyone dislike her?
Tiffany looked at her reflection in the water. She was huge. Huger then usual, she thought. She felt like if she got any bigger, she might explode. When did it start? So long ago. It was slow at first, and then she just kept swelling up. How imperfect. She couldn't be imperfect though.
The mare groaned, and lowered herself into the snow, trying to bury her fat into it. She didn't want anyone to see her in this state. Particularly Korusi. But then again, why did she care specifically about Korusi, anyway? Something insider her made her nervous to see him. She didn't want him to see her in such a think. Since when did she care what others think, anyway, though?
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 7:53 pm
 The snow was rather deep here and wading through it was tough going for the little usdia. The snow was up to her chest in places but she just kept going. The mare actually had no clue where she was going but the sight of a white horse shaped figure and stunning aqua green eyes caught her attention. The mare quickened her pace to something akin to a trot, a soft smile on her face until; she was two metres away. Her smile quickly turned to a frown. It was Tiffany. Ah well, she wouldn't let this spoil her day. She may as well take advantage of it eh?
Nothing like knocking the mare down a few rungs.
"Oh yeah, that's classy." She said sarcastically at the mare who was lieing in the snow. "What's wrong love, ya tryin' to disappear? I thought you wanted to be noticed and," She paused. "Worshipped for the lovley goddess you are." She could barely keep a straight face as she said this. Was she being spiteful? Undoubtedly. The encounters she had been having slowly but surely gave her more self-esteem and more nerve to stand up to injustices. From her point of view, Tiffany had 'Injustice' branded onto her snow white flank.
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 8:10 pm
Tiffany moved her head down lower, thanking her parents for making her white as the snow around her. It would make her blend in, make her girth less noticeable. But then again, if she got up, she could be whiter then white and one could STILL see her huge stomach. Why do bad things happen to good soquili?
Tiffany's ears pricked upwards as she heard a voice. A horribly familiar voice. Not quite exactly, but rather small. But with more to it then she remembered. Oh god. This was the LAST thing she wanted, to run into one of her old 'friends' when she was in her worst state ever. The mare vowed not to get up. She couldn't let the horrible little Usdia see her like that. She just couldn't.
"Oh, how wonderful to see you darling. Looking just as ratty as I remember you. If not worst" she said, turning to Flower. Tiffany smirked at how pathetic the little creature looked, trudging through the snow. "Surprised you haven't been smothered by the snow yet. Shame, really" she said. Even though the mare wasn't confident at the moment, putting on a show your whole life made you are really good actress.
In truth, Flower looked better then she had before, if anything. She didn't look so timid and unsure. Confidence meant a lot. Not that Tiffany would ever tell her such things. No, she would bring down the little twirp to the best of her abilities. Even if it meant lying. The Usdia was still stocky and short, though. Some things would never change.
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 9:29 am
Flower smirked. "Frankly my dear...I don't give a damn." She said. "I keep myself well groomed, if it isn't up to your impossible standards at least others like me because I don't belittle them and act like my leavings don't stink." She added before looking at the mare critically, and attempting to walk around her. She had to lift her legs quite high to be able to do so.
"Ah and what of you dear Tiff-Tiff? You've got snow all over your leggings, and surely it wouldn't do to have them wet!" She tisked. "Oh and your beautiful tail is going to get horribly kinky from being dropped into this hard, crusty snow."
She paused for a moment.
"So, one can only assume you've gone completly, absolutely, and fabulously mental." She said with a grin, her eyes lighting with mirth. "That, or you're hiding something." She said suggestivly as she tipped a wink at the mare. "Oh but would someone so perfect have to hide I wonder? You seem lucid as ever so that must be it!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 10:41 am
Tiffany rolled her eyes. The little brat was just as cheeky as she remembered her. Minus the stutter, however. "My standards CLEARLY aren't impossible. I live up to them. Just because you are too lazy and stupid to care about how you look and come off to others doesn't mean everyone else should bring themselves down a notch just so you can keep up" she snarled. Tiffany felt angrier, perhaps even more aggressive then usual. Which was odd for such a wonderfully polite and kind mare. Normally should never dare say anything rude, or mean.
"I'm..." she said, going a bit quiet, and looking back at herself. She hated to admit it, but the Usdia was right. She probably looked down right deplorable, burying herself in the snow. And she knew when she got up, if she stayed in too long, horrible little balls of snow would be clinging onto her tail like nobodies business. But what was more important? Her tail, or showing the little brat that she had lost it?
After all the lectures she had given the Usdia about weight...well, she wasn't going to get up any time soon.
"I'm not hiding...anything" she said, giving a brief glance at her stomach. Even in the snow she felt like it was huge and sticking out. But the Usdia could barely even see over the deep snow, so she could never figure it out. Right? "I am perfect. However because I've been exercising the whole day, I need a rest. Some of us here care about our figures" she said. Probably not the best insult at the moment. But she was really trying to stay fit. Hopefully she would see results soon.
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2007 8:09 pm
Flower merely arched a brow, choosing to ignore most of the prima donna's words. She stared at the mare's eyes as if studying them. "Blimey! I could have sworn your eyes were brown love, 'cause...you're full of crap up to your pretty ickle ears." She said seriously. The greenish feeling that was wafting off of her as well as a certain cliched glow gave her all she needed to know. She also had an idea as to how to get the mare on her hooves so she could prove her theory.
"Quite the impolite spitfire you've turned into Tiff-Tiff." She said with a sneer. "You're false bravado is showing...lovie. You can't even live up to your own standards anymore so ergo they are impossible. Call it tough love, or having the gift of sight but...you're far more ratty than I am at the moment." She continued to circle the mare with a critical air.
The smaller mare's coat was far glossier than it had been the last time they met. Her two-legger had put seed oil on her oats, her mane and tail glistened in the harsh reflection of the snow, which were combed neatly since there were no flowers in it.
She tisked. "You're mane is getting matted up by the top where that brittle, browning flower is. The snow's not doing a thing to help with that either. My mane isn't quite as fine as yours so it can handle it better." She gave her mane a toss as if to prove her point. "But, if you're so cross with me, why don't you do something about it instead of lieing down like some lazy sod. You don't seem winded to me." She said pointedly.
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2007 8:47 pm
"Say what you want you pint sized freak, you're lucky I haven't trampled you yet." she hissed, looking the Usdia over one last time. She did look better. Like she actually cared about her appearance. Usually it made Tiffany happy to see someone who wasn't a horrid slop, but seeing one of the others that she despised the most look nice made her skin crawl. But then again...
"It was me that made you look nicer, anyway. Face it sweety, if it weren't for my selfless help, you would still be a mess. Even if my criticisms were tough, which they were not, you simplify are a fiery little ungrateful brat, perhaps tough love was what you needed"
But then the twirp went too far. Insulting Tiffany in her most vulnerable time. The mare was seeing read as the shorty picked apart her well groomed appearance. Sure, her flowers weren't in tip top shape since it was winter. And her hair wasn't going right lately for some reason. But there was no reason for her to talk about it. She KNEW Tiffany was better then this. What a hog.
She couldn't help it anymore. Being at eye level wit the brat. She had to get up. So what if she called her fat. Takes on to know one. She was big, but she hadn't always been like that. She would be better soon. And then she would hunt down the little wench and make her pay.
Tiffany braced her legs and heaved herself out of the snow. It was harder then she imagined. Then it took a moment for her to get steady. Which was also harder then it seemed to be. All together the action took an entire two minutes. She sneered at the foal sized idiot. "I am going to run you over."
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2007 9:17 pm
At the mare's outburst Flower nearly fell over with side splitting laughter as she got a good look at Tiffany's torso. "Been a little," Snigger, "Busy there love?" She said as she tried to stop laughing. "It can't be good for the little ones...but it does explain...a lot actually. But yes, by all means, try and run me over...agility isn't going to be one of your strong suits at the moment." She said, far too confidant that she could out maneuver the soquili before her.
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2007 9:24 pm
"Whats so funny?" she said, glaring. Perhaps if she pretended she didn't realize she was fat, the Usdia would forget it. She was painfully stupid, after all. It wouldn't be hard to talk her way out of this, when the brat spoke again.
"At least I can see over the snow, ya little rat." she hissed, but then her expression fell. Little ones? Busy? What the heck was this thing talking about? She couldn't think she was...pregnant, could she? How stupid WAS this thing? Very, it seemed. After all, that was absolutely positively an impossibility.
"Do you think I'm PREGNANT you ignoramus? That isn't possible sweety. I haven't seen anyone since Korusi, a few months...a...go...." she said, her voice slowly dropping.
Oh.
My.
God.
It explained everything. EVERYTHING. She was going to Kill Korusi.That was all. Dead. Gone. That stallion better enjoy his last means, because he would never eat again. Because a freaking crazy pregnant mare was going to murder him in his sleep. And then trample him. And it wouldn't be hard to trample him because she was so damn big.
Oh god, Foals. How would she deal with that? The mare sat down for real now. Her expression was blank. And the only one around was the horrible little useless piece of trash, Flower.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 9:13 am
Her gleeful expression quickly turned to genuine concern. Perhaps these foals would mellow her a tiny bit? No, probably not. She needed someone at this juncture in her life and Flower couldn't help feeling slightly motherly toward the disraught mare, even though the hatred seemed to run deeply.
She took a tentative step closer.
"I know this is coming as quite a shock and, it must be rather hard to loose one's body even momentarily. But, you'll get your old figure back and add loads of beauty into the world. Heck, you could shape the next generation so they could...continue your work of beautifying the world and making the general populous all the better."
What in God's name was she doing? She was being kind, motherly, and lieing to her! Well, not really since the mare before her believed with all of her heart and soul that was what she did when she berated others. She'd gone around the bend and was mad as a march hare for doing this and she knew it.
"But now you really need to take care of yourself, more than just your looks. You need to eat when you're hungry...no matter how hard that seems and sleep when you're tired. The good news is you'll only get so big, then once the foals are born you can go mad with exercise and get your figure again. I promise you, it'll be okay." She said gently.
Would it be okay? To her, probably not but in the scheme of things, it would be. She'd eventually get used to motherhood and maybe be good at it? Time would tell. She'd probably not do anything with them if it meant risk to get dirt on her or some other thing she deemed inappropriate.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 9:39 am
Tiffany closed her eyes tight for a moment, trying to process this information. It was better then being fat. But it was a life change. Life. She had to tell Korusi. He would want to know, because they HAD to be his foals. He hadn't ever done ANYTHING with ANY other stallion. She hadn't even SEEN any other stallion in a LONG while.
But then again, being dead, she doubted he would even care.
She opened her eyes, and met those of flowers. "I..." she said, her voice suddenly dry. That was a first. Tiffany never had any trouble speaking her mind. But now she didn't even know what to think. Happy? Sad? Scared? Angry? All at once the feelings rushed up her throat.
Oh wait...that was vomit.
The mare turned around and threw up into the snow, and breathed heavily before turning to Flower again, slowly and ashamed. If someone had done this in front of her...well, Tiffany knew she would be disgusted. She would tear down the mare, calling her some kind of slut. But this Usdia, she was being kind to her. But then again, she remembered hearing that sometimes when foals were involved, mares would suddenly completely change. Some kind of instincts. Tiffany wondered if she had those.
"I...Know" she said softly. She wasn't sure if she DID know these things. Well, she COULD get her figure back. But foals? They were dirty and sticky. And she had run into a few before. They were obnoxious, and annoying. Would her foals be like that? How could she keep them from being like that? Sure, they would have her perfect genes, but they had Korusi's too. He was pretty close to perfect too. So handsome, and friendly. But still. Sometimes things don't mix right, like , how two leggers would say, oil and water. What if they weren't perfect?
Tiffany looked up again. "I'm been eating...alright. Under eating to loose weight...isn't as healthy as exercise." she said quietly. She had been eating when she was hungry, right? Tiffany couldn't live with herself if she did something to hurt her foals. They had to be perfect. They just had to be. Otherwise, how could she love them?
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 9:55 am
Flower merely smiled gently as the mare sicked up. "You might feel better if you rinse out your mouth with a bit of snow." She said gently.
She had heard of the mare's track record with foals and only assumed this was at the top of her list of concerns. "And as a Mum you'd have complete control over your wee ones. You could teach them to be just as dignified and proper as you are." She added.
"They will still have their moments but, a proper raising and teaching can go a long way. Besides, when they're born you can always have someone else clean them off if you don't fancy doing so yourself." Ah, afterbirth. How messy, slippery and wet it was.
She was tempted to ask about the stallion she had obviously been with but that would have been very rude of her. Besides, this mare still didn't like her, it's not like they were friends or anything. Far from it where she was standing. Perhaps after this things could change? Bah, not likely.
"At least you know your foals will look gorgeous or handsome. Far better than most I'd wager. That's got to count for something." She said with a nod. "And it's always fun to see what traits they get from which parent." Flower was starting to wonder if she needed to get her head examined. They were bickering just moments before.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 10:21 am
Tiffany begrudgingly stuck her head down and filled it with snow, letting the crystals melt into water, and swallowed it. It kind of numbed her mouth, and felt nice. It got the taste of sick out. That also meant she would have have to eat again, which was always a rather difficult experience, because she had to make sure he didn't get the berries or whatever she happened to be eating on her white fur. Then again, at this point, it wasn't like she could get any lower. Might was well just trash her coat as well. Who knows, if she was lucky, she might get a permanent stain.
No, Flower was right. She could effect how the foals acted and lived. And they needed a role model. Other then Korusi, who she was sure would do fine as a father. If he wasn't dead by then. She needed to make sure she lived up to what a mother should be for her foals. After all...who said pregnancy couldn't be perfect too?
"I...know" she said, smoking at the fact that the Usdia said that Tiffany's foals would be prettier then any foal she could have. Which was true. "My...friend...mate...whatever. Korusi. He's very...good looking" she said, slowly, not entirely sure why she was telling Flower this. But it was true. Korusi was the best looking stallion she had ever see in her life. If anyone would be having foals with her...well, she was glad it was him.
"I suppose I could get someone to...clean them" she said, smiling. "But I don't want someone to take care of the...I mean...their....mine" she said slowly, almost surprised at her own words. She never thought she would WANT to be a mother. She wasn't sure if she still did. But she knew she was going to be one, and that wouldn't...couldn't ever change. And she wasn't sure if she could even wish this hadn't happened. Because Flower was right. The world needed more beauty, and she was perhaps the only one around that could do that.
A service to society. That is what these foals were going to be. Adding beauty to the world. Even if they were obnoxious or sticky...there was no way they could be ugly.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 10:37 am
Flower smiled. "Feeling better then I take it?" She asked.
'Oh Lord why did I inflate her ego any more? Gah, well, she was upset and needed someone to be kind to her.' But if she got out of hoof again it'd all go out the window. 'Afterall, this was...well, I guess I can make myself feel better and say it's pity? Yes, pity it is.' She thought slightly sickened by the fact she was being kind to someone so rude and egotistical.
"Well I didn't expect any less of the sire of your children...might I ask what he looks like? Handsome and perfect is all that matters but, I'm quite curious I have to admit." She said.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 10:50 am
Tiffany nodded. "Yes.. a bit better. As much as I hate to admit it, your a helpful little rat" she said, looking down at the Usdia. Maybe she wasn't so bad after all. Worthless and ungrateful, sure. But rather useful. She seemed to have the mother instincts that Tiffany wasn't quite sure if she had yet.
"Korusi?" she said, a smile spreading on her face. She didn't know how it had happened. She never wanted to be one of those horrible ditzy mares. But she also never expected to find some a perfect stallion. Well, he wasn't perfect all the time. But he was sometimes. Even when he teased her and stole her flowers and ate them...it was just so cute.
"He's black, mostly. With pink hair that kind of falls in front of his eyes, and it's long. And he has pink flower petals on him, just like those of the Sakura trees. And has pink eyes. Some people say pink isn't a manly color, but it suits him so well. He is just so...good looking. And nice. And creative. And playful.." she realized she was rambling and shut her mouth. Which was hard to do sometimes.
"But I'm going to KILL him for getting me pregnant" she said. "It's kind of unfortunate, really"
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