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"Ugh… nnngh… ooooh…"

Fluttershy moaned as the Blubber Blaster 2000 did its work. She had grown to hate this bizarre machine, but it remained her last desperate hope. Summer had arrived, and Fluttershy's beach body was in a sorry state. Several weeks of laziness and overindulgence had taken their toll. Her abs were once again surrounded by flab, her love handles had popped back into existence, and her thighs were thicker and softer than ever. Of course, Fluttershy's greatest problem area was her butt, and it had positively ballooned. She was now lugging around two massive mounds of flutter flab that even her largest shorts could not fully contain.

Fluttershy had recognized weeks ago that she needed to get her ass back in shape for swimsuit season, but she had put it off and put it off. Now, swimsuit season was no longer approaching – it was here. Her flabby tummy and love handles were embarrassing enough, but to go out in a bikini with such a huge wobbly blubber butt on display would be social suicide.

Fluttershy knew she could not possibly work off the weight in time, at least, not by any conventional means. In d"Ugh… nnngh… ooooh…"

"Ugh… nnngh… ooooh…"

Fluttershy moaned as the Blubber Blaster 2000 did its work. She had grown to hate this bizarre machine, but it remained her last desperate hope. Summer had arrived, and Fluttershy's beach body was in a sorry state. Several weeks of laziness and overindulgence had taken their toll. Her abs were once again surrounded by flab, her love handles had popped back into existence, and her thighs were thicker and softer than ever. Of course, Fluttershy's greatest problem area was her butt, and it had positively ballooned. She was now lugging around two massive mounds of flutter flab that even her largest shorts could not fully contain.

Fluttershy had recognized weeks ago that she needed to get her ass back in shape for swimsuit season, but she had put it off and put it off. Now, swimsuit season was no longer approaching – it was here. Her flabby tummy and love handles were embarrassing enough, but to go out in a bikini with such a huge wobbly blubber butt on display would be social suicide.

Fluttershy knew she could not possibly work off the weight in time, at least, not by any conventional means. In desperation, she had turned to the local spa. Quite coincidentally, the spa was offering a revolutionary new treatment for mares with oversized derrieres.

After signing up, Fluttershy had been ushered to a private steam room where she stripped down to her skimpy black bikini. The room was equipped with a Blubber Blaster, which soon lived up to its name as it kneaded Fluttershy's fat yellow butt cheeks. A pair of pistons pumped her glutes up and down. One cheek rose while the other fell. The machine forced her butt to work as if she were jogging, all while massaging her fat reserves and loosening up the excess blubber so she could more rapidly sweat it out.

And sweat it out she did. According to the spa employees, an hour of blubber blasting had the same effect as an afternoon of intensive aerobic workouts. As promised, her butt was already shrinking and firming up… but at a cost. Fluttershy experienced all the discomfort that came with working out at the gym, and then some. She wasn't sure how much longer she could stand it.

Panting heavily, Fluttershy took a moment to glance at her butt in the nearby mirror. She watched as her butt cheeks were pumped. Her ass fat jiggled as her glutes were forced to work. Beads of sweat dappled her butt, only to be flicked away by the gyrations of the machine.

I waited too long. Now I have to pay the price. She thought miserably. She steeled herself and found the willpower to continue her session. If it meant getting her butt back to a reasonable size, it was a price she was willing to pay.

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