(After the first enema…)

“Ooh… it feels so good to be such a big momma.~” Her fafe turned red as she heard her state the sentence aloud in the privacy of her home. She looked over at the canister of the yogurt machine which she had used a few days ago had been refilled and along with that had another refill for it with instructions on how to put the refilled tank in. “Oh my… I… I want to know how it would feel…” she whimpered a bit as here face turned red, but she got ahold of herself and her courage like a bull by the horns “… to be bigger…”

A day later, Fluttershy with quite the overburdened, massively plethoric, yogurt enema filled gut decided to go and take a water aerobics class for the pregnant mares at the public pool. Along the way, unbeknownst to her a sneaky and insidious figure was following her (not sure if want Gilda or Chrysalis), but Fluttershy was too happy with a massive pregnant belly as she stopped a moment before poking it and rubbing it, the feel so malleable… she’d have to remind herself to get some thicker yogurt.

Once at the pool, she donned a one-piece swimsuit that was given to each of the pregnant participants for free (seeing as if they were brave enough, or strong willed enough, to walk there, they should at least not have to deal with finding some stretchy swimwear that could fit them. And finally after dressing, she pressed a hoof into her belly, the one-piece holding it firmly, like a few sets of loving hooves, before taking the stairs, stepping into the surprisingly warm water.

Fluttershy trotted around slowly in the water feeling comfortable before getting a bit of a cramp. She looked up at the lifeguard (who was an anon), and asked him if he’d be so kind as to help her in the water.

The Lifeguard (anon), agreed, terribly redfaced that such a well endowed mare would ask somepegasus like him to help her. He climbed down his high chair and jumped into the water, surprised that it was warm, but irregardless, pleased nonetheless as he swam over to the Enemashy, taking her by the hooves, leading her and her full distended belly through the water.

“Thank you (anon), Mister Lifeguard.” She complimented frankly with a tender smile.

The anon could only stare, his face as entirety in a dumbfounded manner, completely red.