“Um hello there dear, sorry to bother you but I can see you received my gift by mistake,” introduced a hassled Rarity, as to the ruffled unicorn’s relief somepony was luckily in to answer the unfamiliar door the flustered fashionista found herself at. The mailmare’s mix-up leading her to this address, as according to the post office, this was where Applejack’s Heartswarming gift had been accidentally misdelivered too. The stylish hat in question currently neatly perched atop the mare before Hers’ frizzy coal mane, as the seamstress could recognize the articulate stitching of her handiwork from a mile away. Rarity dreading the slate earth pony’s response, as she knew full well the mare had no obligation to return the astray accessory, she clearly found fetching, but perhaps with the right articulate words the unicorn might be able to convince her to have compassion for a couturist’s plight.

“That explains the package, come in out the cold and we’ll…. Figure out what to do next” replied the mare with an unbothered shrug,  as she gesticulated for the discomposed socialite to come in with an inviting gesture.  The words were like a weight being lifted off Rarity’s shoulders, as the unnecessary bother of this little clerical error seemed like it was about to be resolved without any further fuss. The white equine attempting to explain her situation as she followed the earth pony inside and led into a rather quaint little living room, just grateful that her initial awkward introduction had not been immediately met with a “fuck off I’m keeping it.  Though no sooner had the door closed, was the blindsided Rarity suddenly barged to the ground by the jiggling blow of a pair of buttery grey buttocks.

“How uncouth, get off me now!” blurted Rarity as she abruptly found her head pinned between the chubby cheeks of the pudgy grey plot that had plunged down on her face with a doughy wallop. Rarity’s cheeks going rosy in embarrassment, as he felt her worming muzzle press against another pony’s ponut with a soft squish, as the unicorn found her face framed by the peachy cleft of Bug’s round rump.  The invasive intimacy leaving Rarity nonplussed, completely lost for a retort, as ruffian seemed too mild a word for the fact, she was now unwillingly kissing the startlingly strong earthpony’s puckered arsehole. The thought that she was now about to exchange a sexual favour for the hat horrifying Rarity, prompting her to weakly wriggle against the blubbery bum pinning her.

“I’ll consider your request” chided Bug, ignoring the disorientated yelp of her temporary chair. This alarmed squealing swiftly transitioning to a confused, if muffled whimpering, as Rarity’s nuzzling nose slipped into Bug’s surprisingly flexible sphincter with a gyrating shunt. The alarmed huff of air from Rarity’s frightened lungs, rippling against Bug’s rectum like a raunchy raspberry, prompting the mardy mare to bite her lip with a suppressed moan of delight.  A wriggle of her lightbulb-clad hips enough to force Rarity in to her shoulders in an instant, causing the unicorn’s worming head to create a noticeable bulge below the grey glutton’s navel.  The dour devourer relishing the sensation of the natural tapering of the unicorn’s snout being interrupted by the pleasurable thump of Rarity’s horn properly stretching out her ever-nubile backdoor. The tender thrum still echoing upon Bug’s turd cutter, as with a calculated shuffle her now squirming suppositories’ slender shoulders effortlessly slipped into place with a slithering squelch.

“It never gets old stuffing sluts up my shitter,” Exclaimed Bug with a steamy pant, as she could feel her parted rosebud gliding smoothly over the heaving barrel of her indignant butt plug. Rarity trying to resist, but with her upper body already securely crammed into Bug’s cramped colon, there was little she could do to stop the predatory pony from packing the rest of her away.  The pliable sheathe of Bug’s lower bowel conforming perfectly to Rarity’s cowering curves with an oozing slurp, as with a string of clenching contractions the unicorn rapidly vanished up Bug’s tensing bumhole. The lurching motions far from fluid, but they did the job well enough, and before long Rarity’s flailing hind hooves slipped from sight with a final nibbling undulation. The slimy confines too tight for Rarity to put up much of a fight, as all she could do was meekly fidget as she sank ever deeper into Bug’s dank ductwork.

“I demand you let me out!!” demanded Rarity indignantly, as her panicked struggle did little more than jostle the sizable swelling she made. It had only taken her a couple of minutes to slither into the stale space that could only be Bug’s stomach, leaving her little room other than to curl into a ball, as her existence was relegated to a restless droop in another mare’s belly.  She was trying to resist, but there was nothing around her but the sweltering touch of the gurgling dark, which pressed down on her from all sides with compressing churns. She could feel the substantial bump she made brushing against the floor, but buck as she might she was trapped, causing her struggles to quickly transition into pathetic quivering.

“Oh, I will,  as part of my normal morning movements” answered Bug, cradling her floundering food baby, as she thrashed against the squeezing walls of her new home. The trembling tummy tantrum barely notable, as she casually stroked the fidgeting arse of her distraught passenger. The alabaster unicorn trying to pull away from the rubbing frog with a confused “huh?” as Bug’s hysterical passenger didn’t quite understand what the mare meant through the veil of smothering flesh encapsulating her. Rarity just wanted out, her once spotless ivory coat covered in grotty phlegm, leaving her feeling utterly disgusting as she marinated in muggy mucus.  She could feel herself sweating in this hellish sauna, her mascara starting to run, as the swaying belly began to turn into an inhospitable cauldron of bubbling acids, that even now were starting to itch, causing her to take another pained gasp of the bile-scented air.  

“You should be pleased hon,  most mares can’t get a tan in winter!” teased Bug smugly, as even now she could feel the fight fading from her twitching food who would by morning have baked into a decent-sized dump. The lump a full-grown mare made always fitting snuggly between Bug’s legs, so the engorged equine had no issue waddling her gurgling gut over to the couch, seemingly unbothered by the fact she had the uncooperative dollop of deadweight from a lively meal in tow. The feisty fumbling of her food nothing to write home, Bug had hosted much more vigorous fodder, and soon enough just like those past partakings Rarity would stop moving, and begin smelting down into a homogenised blob of chymified chevaline.

Bug letting out a guttural “Buuuurp!” as she sauntered away with the distended waggle that only came from a heavy helping of mare meat. The majority of the stale air leaving her gut in a rush, as from inside Rarity heard the earth pony let out an unlady-like belch. In truth, the unicorn had been expecting a fart, but evidently, her limited atmosphere had decided to take the short way out, rather than navigate her stuffed consumer’s labyrinthian bowels the way it had been smuggled in. A few stray tufts of royal purple and snow coloured fur escaping in the gust of the hearty eructation, which bubbled out of Bug in a Rarity-flavoured puff. Bug supporting her swollen stomach as she sat down, mulling the meaty backwash on her tongue, curious to see how long her cargo would keep kicking before she was a chunky soup trickling back towards her tailhole…  

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After having her Heartswarming gift for Applejack misdelivered, Rarity goes to the incorrect address to attempt to retrieve the item. Unfortunately for her, a rather hungry Bug was the one to open the door...

A lemon done for one of my patreons  dimalad who wanted a story to go along with the pages of a holiday sequence they are commissioning from  Shoelace . This one again featuring the ever-voracious grey glutton enjoying a Rarity-sized Heartswarming meal...

The other parts of this comic can be found here:

Part one: you are here

Part two: https://aryion.com/g4/view/1094819


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