@pwingbrony  
Once again I must praise you. I love you.

@TyroneBiggums  
Maybe I’ll come up with a little follow up comment. I figured I didn’t need to add any more to it. But, I feel like I could definitely use this as inspiration for an actual fic someday. Whenever I have the time and motivation. I seriously need to do like a one-shot or some other stories to get back in the groove. I have two fics on Fimfiction that I have been neglecting for quite some time. I might want to start doing a non-fetish fic soon, as well. I just do what I want.

@pwingbrony  
This better continue.

@JonesMcPones  
You honestly seem new. I’ve seen you make comments on a lot of these newer fat pics. This isn’t the first time I’ve done this. I like to try to give a good laugh every now and then. And, I have been an FA for a very long time. I’m a little bit obsessive, to be honest. Not that it is the only thing I care about.

@pwingbrony  
Wow. I’m impressed. That was equal parts hilarious and disgusting. It’s not often I see a fanfic in the comments of a pictures, but that one was pretty good.

We got a shut in

“Munch-Om-Nom-Mmf-URP…Ah, nothing like pizza and 50 Shades of Neigh to satiate my neglected libido…”
 
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
 
“…Ugh…I hope that’s the Chineighs food pony with my dinner order…FRRRRRT…Sigh, now I have to get up…”
 
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
 
“I’M COMING!!! Geez, nopony has patience these days…RGH! UGH! CREEAAAAK OOF!”
 
THUD
 
“BUUUUUUURRRRPSigh…Phew, that fall knocked a big one outta me…I think I need another couch….Now, time to trot all the way to the door…Urrrgh…”
 
Moondancer drags her big, bean bag belly across the treacherous pigsty of a home. Discarded husks of Moondancer’s many ‘victims’ of her out of control gluttony strewn about the creaky, old floor boards. What should’ve taken less than a minute took about five. As Moondancer huffed and puffed her way towards the front door. Face going a bit red out of exertion.
 
“Panting…I should just tell this guy to use the hidden spare key, next time…”
 
She looks through the open slit on her door. And, quickly glares in disgust. Before her four-eyes was the visage of the pony who ruined her life.
 
Twilight Sparkle…
 
“What are you doing here?”
 
“U-um…Hello there, Moondancer…Long time no see. Heh…heh…I’ve come to rekindle our friendship! What do you say we”
 
“Go away.”
 
“But~~”
 
“GO AWAY! Not only are you not the Chineighs food pony, but you are also a muzzle I never want to see again!”
 
“Sigh…I guess I can’t blame you for feeling that way…”
 
Twilight hears the strange, sluggish thumping and creaking that she heard before Moondancer answered the door.
 
Even the interior of her home must be just as old and neglected as the exterior for her to make such weird noises as she trots along her floor boards…Did I really mess her up this badly? To the point where she is now in borderline poverty?
 
“Hey, Twilight.”
 
“Sigh. What is it, Spike?”
 
“I…I looked through a small crevice in between the boarded up windows when I heard those loud noises…A-And…well…come see for yourself…”
 
Great…I am not prepared for what I might see in there…But, I must see. She may really need my help…
 
Twilight and Spike moved a few feet past the overgrown weeds and bushes surrounding the decrepit house. Both of them peering inside through the aforementioned opening. Twilight gasped in shock as she saw the thoroughly indented and stained couch surrounded by a sea of wrappers, cups, and any other fast food garbage that you can imagine.
 
“Sweet Celestia…She must have turned into a slob…It’s a complete pigsty in there. She must be so mentally and emotionally distraught that she has neglected even her own hygiene.”
 
“This isn’t the worst part. Just wait until~~”
 
“Spike. I’m sending you in there.”
 
“Wait, WHAT?! B-BBut, Twilight”
 
“Moondancer clearly needs our help. You might be able to convince her to open up to us and let us help her. She doesn’t even want to see my face…And, it probably smells horrible in there. You can easily withstand that.”
 
Twilight’s horn whirred and glowed as she prepared to warp Spike into the horrid living room.
 
“Just wait until she goes back in there.”
 
“TWILIGHT, WAIT!”
 
Spike vanished with a spark and reappeared in the living room. He looked around and panicked. Spike heard the telltale noises of the massive mare trundling back to the couch.
 
Gotta hide! Gotta hide!
 
He quickly jumped behind it, and tried to not make a sound. Moondancer made it back to the couch, rubbing off some sweat from her disgruntled face.
 
Twilight gaped in shock and disgust.
 
Oh…my goodness…She…REALLY let herself go…
 
“The nerve of that witch. Coming back to make amends when it’s been so long…When I can’t even stand the sight of her…FRRRRT I need to just forget that this even happened…”
 
Moondancer picked up her copy of 50 Shades of Neigh in her magic, and blushed. Biting her lip. She got an idea.
 
“And, I know just how…”
 
Spike saw a strange, long object being pulled off a shelf with what he presumed to be Moondancer’s magic. Along with the stack of pizza boxes that she was ‘working’ on earlier.
 
What in the world is that thing for? And…Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling about this?
 
Twilight’s face went beet red.
 
Oh Celestia…I didn’t think sending Spike in there through…Now I’m probably going to be to blame for scarring his life too…I just need to smash my face against a wall for awhile…That tree should do…
 
Twilight went on to thoroughly cause blunt trauma to her pretty, purple head. Too deeply disturbed to even think straight and just simply warp Spike back.
 
Meanwhile, as Spike leaned against the back of the disgusting couch, he felt it shift.
 
CREEEEEEAAAAAAK
 
The back of the couch cried and bent tremendously against Spike. It just barely didn’t topple over him. He wanted to scream, but he knew he would get caught if he did.
 
Moondancer continued to rest as much of herself as she could onto the couch. She was laying with her back slightly pressed into the back rest of it. It was already bending and groaning in agony, despite her not shifting all of her weight onto it.
 
“Huff…Stupid couch…I need to get comfortable, somehow. URGH! I just-UGH-need to-URRRP-AGH!”
 
Moondancer rocked herself, with all her lazy might and felt as if she had finally got into a good positioning. The couch was truly at it’s limits, with Spike practically being wedged between the floor the back of it.
 
Moondancer felt her nethers twitch with desire, and her belly roared with a hunger she could barely sate these days.
 
“MMMMMM…Time for some delicious fun!”
 
Moondancer brought her ‘toy’ bellow her large folds and began. Her body trembled like jello as she moaned in ecstasy. She needed to get her belly in on the action. Slices of pizza flew out of the box and into the obese unicorns maw. She was eating and pleasuring herself ravenously. Moaning, chewing, jiggling, burping, farting, and swallowing with poor Spike being crushed under the increasing weight. Moondancer didn’t realize she was shifting onto her back more and more during her daze.
 
CREEEEEAAAAAK CRACK
 
The couch practically exploded. The back rest sliding across the floor, and the bottom breaking into pieces. Moondancer stopped for a moment out of shock when she ended up on her back with her belly rippling madly from the impact and sticking several feet into the air.
 
“UUUURRRRRRP…Huh…Oh well…FRRRRRRT”
 
She resumed her fun time. Completely unaware of the baby dragon being smothered under her hundreds of pounds of years worth of gluttony and inactivity.

Twilight and Spike have a good view I just noticed

It’s not that hard to imagine Moondancer as being a shut in who does nothing but binge eat and read trashy novels. The what could have been if Twilight didn’t save her.