Accessory to Plot


Written by Septia.


Rose Quartz picked out a tiara mounted mini-tophat from the store's shelf. The lavender fabric meshed well with the embezzled emeralds. A fine find for a quaint little accessories boutique, this sort of handiwork weren't much common in Manhattan. What was this lil' shop's name again? The A-Tealing Accessories?
	“Excuse me?” she directed her question to the counter, which stood empty. 
	The drapes behind the counter rustled, and a silver-pale mare face poked out. 
	“Hhuah? Oooh, cutie- customers, yeah~. You need some help?” The eponymous shop owner, Teal Ribbon, replied as Rose quartz made her way to the counter. Teal shuffled up onto a box behind the payment counter to be able to access the register. Teal's stature was, somewhat stunted for a mare her age, though poising your view a few degrees back you'd be made purview to the shop owner's hind – which made Rose Quartz's own backquarters positively filliesque by comparison. The curtains parted by far the widest around those massive hams passing through into the store proper. 
	“Oo, you lookin' to buy something? Am I getting a sale today?”
	“You ah,” Rose Quartz hesitated as her pupils twitched back to catch a jiggle of Teal's rear. “Are… correct about that, I think this little number would suit my attire just dandy.” Rose Quartz said and placed the hat on the counter. 
	Teal snatched it up and held in front of her face, angled to the mare. “Oooh good choice, this will make you look a bunch cuter than you already are.” 
	“Ahem, ah, yes.” 
	Teal placed down the tophat, beaming at Rose Quartz. 
	Rose choked back the silence. Eventually letting out a cough. “And, the payment?” 
	Teal tilted her head. Which then sprung back up in realization. “Oooh right. Right, that's how this works. Aaahm, for this, I mean it took a while, and the materials, hmmmm. I would say, 48 bits.” 
	Rose swallowed. “That's… I mean, I won't doubt the handiwork, but, a touch excessive?” 
	“Ooo, right, then it's five bits.” Teal declared. 
	Rose looked between the eager mare and the fine accessory. “That's, on the cheaper end…” 
	“Twelve bits, final offer,” Teal said with a grand gesture. 
	This was not how haggling was done, but rather than complicate the matter further, Rose fished up her purse. 
	Sensing the lingering tension, Teal held back the top hat. “Aaaannnnd…,” she added, “as additional payment, I also want a hug.” 
	Rose stare peeked up from her purse. “Huh?” 
	“Just a lil' one~.” Teal added. 
	Rose glanced at the mare. 
	Teal spread her hooves wide and smiled. 
	She was pretty charming. “It's a deal then.” Rose leaned forwards. 
	-Kkkthndkk- But Teal's height would not permiss them to reach her over the counter. “Ehem, aha, you could just come roun'd back.” Teal said. 
	“Oh, sure.” Rose stepped around the counter, approached the giddy mare, held her hooves out for the hug… 
	-Thump- But was instead met by a buffer of plush padding. Opening her eyes, she was looking thought the canyon of Teal's hind framing the shopkeep's smile. 
	“Ooop… mmmfs, sorry~.” Teal Ribbon said, before the whole rump ramped up on her. Rose Quartz soon beset and smothered under a ton of booty meat ramming down on her like a cudgel of fat. The mare pinned to the ground with her muzzle wedged into the clasp of the cheeks in a plush grind of chub -Chllffrrthch-. 
	“Mfmng, yes, you get in there, you cutie, mfmsm, get in my patootie~.” Teal wheezed out as she slammed her preposterous posterior down onto her would-be costumer, smothering the upper body of the mare in her ass, feeling them succumb to the incline and pressure to funnel into her awaiting abyss -Shhrlllpgthh-. “Mmnnffs, just thinking of you in that of that cute lil' tiara, on your cute lil' head, mmm, got to me too much… you should know it is dangerous to be too adorable near my flank when it's hungry, so just… fmms, excuse me for this mmmfms, pretty pleeeease~.” Teal ribbon hummed out as her hind twisted and screwed her butt over the mare, tugging up the form of the pink pony plugging up her portly plot -Chhslpttchuulgh-, the squealing grinds of a soap scrubbed T-bone steak -Shhfrllpth- -Ghhrrlslspthh-. 
	The figure of Rose Quartz vanished past the veil of Teal's Tubby hind quarters, squirms and kicks muffled as the booty enveloped the mare and came to a grinding rest on the floor behind the counter -Chhttwnd-. 
	“Mfmsna, phoooa… I hope this isn't a dealbreaker for you? Mmfs, though I guess my booty is going to break more than a verbal agreement, huh~.” Teal snickered to herself and leaned back on her hind, trailing her front hooves over the grumbling dome adorning her lower gut, undulating with squirms from its sudden tenant.
	“Mmfsm, also I guess it wasn't juuust a lil' hug, ooops,” Teal said and rubbed her cheek before squeezing and rubbing down at her tummy, clutching it whilst a faint grumble and groan vibrated from it. “Sorry again, but you really just, gotta, understand,” Teal said whilst leaning down on the dent of a tummy, “my tush's an adorable lil' steam engine, and you feel like just a ton of cute-fuel that it can run on~.” Teal explained in a matter of fact with a sweet tone. 
	-Glghrbglt- Her gut grumbled in reply.
	“Ooop, and ahm, yeah It is till middle of business hours, so I can't really take my time with you, sorry, but don't worry I can assure you that you made an absolutely precious tummy bulge, hun~.” Teal beamed and hugged her gut, giving it a warm thorough kneads that set her stomach to contract, pressure increase, skin growing taut -Chglltppgllrth-. And the squirms fading out as the lithe mare was back to her slim bellied self, though lifting her hind with a bit more heft and wobble to it -Bbgwwnngns-. She peeked around the empty store, and shuffled back behind the drapes.


~ 1 ~


“Ooooh… pony feathers,” Teal wheezed through her teeth, “I forgot to charge for the accessories first, again. Aww… her purse's just flank fat now…” Teal lamented with a morose jiggle of her hind. And her, by now, considerably slimmer gut. “Mmmm, though, I suppose…” she mumbled and strutted up to a cooling vent, hefted off the fan lid, and plugged her plot straight into the open wall socket -Pplththhdsslp-. 
	“Mmhgmrms…,” She grunted and wheezed. Teal sighed and waited, anticipation trickling through her spine as her lawful-be costumer percolated through her throwback through her hind. The her cheeks stared to shake, held in by the vent shaft, until… -Her hind erupted in a storm gale of flatulence.
	-Bbbfffffffrrrrpppprtttwwwrrrrppth- 
	The roaring exhaust swelled thought the steel shaft, coursing winds of bubbling smog swirling into a cyclone of hot steam. A toasted meaty air hissing through the gaps between vent and the mare's organic exhaust pipe, though the majority of the malodour siphoned through the system. The ventilation oscillated in a frequency of a bell peal as it contained the magnitude ode of Teal's fart -Cfkskktk- -Ckkkrpth-, a whole mare worth of gas flushed through her system and barrelling up the pipes. The steam blasted out through a hatch in the house, pink cloud of moist vapours soaring up over the rooftops to join the mists and clouds hanging over the big city. 
	“Mfmnga wmmgs,” Teal mused and moaned as she unleashed a few more stinkers -Pfhththsptbh- -Bbrrwrhhhthhsp- -Pphhrrfffrpth-. She was quivering as the humid vapours putter through her, the force of the smog shaking her massive ass in the confines of the vent. “Mmfmm pasha…” she huffed, panting to herself as her hind quieted down, gently withdrawing her – slightly squared – hind from the vent -Thhtwhpwoop-. 
	“Haaa… That mfms, did kinda pay for itself though~. And, mmm probably going to last me a few days of groceries~.” She said and patted her barrel before turning back and covering the vent, catching a sniff of the damp chestnut and vinaigrette zest that hung in the air from her discharge, though this would soon enough be channelled out of the boutique. 
	“Excuse me, is there anypony manning this store?” Came a voice from the other side of the drapes.
	“Oh, another customer, what can I help you with?” Teal beamed and shuffled up onto the box behind the counter. 
	“I was just looking at this lil tophat actually, it is quite adorable. How much for it?” 
	“That one?” Teal asked, then smiled. “Oh you can have it. It is pre-paid~.” 
	The mare bore her confusion on her sleeve. But she snatched up the lil tiara band. “Really? Well, can't say no to that offer, pleasure doing business~,” she said and slotted the band up through her mane, strutting back out through the store. A bit of a hurry before the shopkeep could have the time to change her mind.
	“Come back anytime.” Teal waved, then slumped onto the counter with a sigh. “Phaa, another satisfied costumer~.” -Bhuaaahhllp-.