You're a delivery boy, tasked with delivering three large pepperoni pizzas to a remote, eerie mansion on the outskirts of Ponyville. As you approach, a thick fog swirls around you, and the moonlight casts an unsettling glow on the scene. You knock on the heavy wooden door, and it creaks open on its own, revealing only darkness. Against your better judgment, you step inside, and the door groans shut behind you.
A dim, flickering light at the end of a long, dark hallway catches your eye. Your footsteps echo ominously as you walk down the hall, the silence amplifying every sound. At the end, you enter a room where a large lavender pony lies on a bed, her gothic shirt clinging tightly to her curvy form. Her red eyes glare at you with annoyance. With a telekinetic gesture, she pulls you and the pizzas toward her. Her soft fingers, hidden beneath layers of flesh, wrap around your throat. You're cute, she hisses, her voice cold and flirtatious. You'll be my slave. Her impressive size dominates the room, her large belly spilling over her hips, her heavy arms resting at her sides as the bed creaks under her weight.