I want to rub sunscreen all over him, down in every fold and crevasse, from his flabby-yet-strong arms, to his great jiggling gut, his flabby back, and his soft, pliable ass. I want to fondle his moobs and slap his fat thighs. I want to finger his belly button and see just how deep it goes. I want to use his belly as a pillow, and give him a head-shaped light spot on his perfectly tanned body. I want to help him up into the lifeguard’s post - And get crushed when he inevitably falls. I want to feel his soft, flabby body press me into the warm sand, my nose filled with the scent of sweat and tan lotion, while he struggles to get up off of me. I want to accept his apology and head to the beach bar. I want to down sweet, fruity drinks served in coconut shells, while he blushes because the menu never mentioned this one was alcoholic! I want to get so buzzed I can barely stand, and have to lean on his plush body for support. I want to go back to our hotel room and pass out asleep on his gut. I want to wake up early in the morning and do it all over again.

@Background Pony #B3A8  
So they use him as a raft

@observer  
You’d be surprised. Fat floats, and all that waddling to the ice cream stand and back have done wonders for his endurance.

I don’t think he would be vary good at saving people

What does a picture of Moby Dick as a lifeguard have to do with ponies?

What a big sweaty tub.

@dorangrey  
For some pony of equal or greater weight.

@Beau Skunky  
Unfortunately, he can only be exchanged for in-store credit.

God’s gift to women. Just hope they kept the receipt.

@pat-23  
Flab Sentry

Fat Sentry.