When Penny had been asked by management to be one of the delegates on a company retreat, the butterball secretary had leapt at the career-advancing opportunity to rub shoulders with some of the haughty higherups at her workplace, as well as take in the lavish facilities of the corporate villa. The subject of the trip relating to a corporate merger, and would likely involve a few meetings, though the pudgy pony didn’t know the exact details. Little did the doughy equine realize that she had been earmarked for eating, as the integration prep got way more ingestive than she had initially realized when she had cheerfully signed up. The mare not realizing that a few of the ponies picked for the trip were being taken solely to serve as chubby chattel fresh for consumption, in order to sweeten and seal the deal with a changeling consortium.  

Penny’s career set to conclude as a substantial swelling in a bug’s belly, as before she could crack into the champagne, she felt the green glow of a magical grasp seize her, as with a jarring yank she was rudely dragged into a side room.  The mare opening her mouth to chastise the cretin unprofessionally manhandling her, only to have her muzzle smoothly slot into the moist embrace of a hungry maw, as with a single gulp her horrified face neatly slid into the snug confines of drone’s ravenous throat.  Penny’s annoyed expression immediately evaporating with a sucking slurp, as in an instant the surprised earth pony was up to her shoulders in wet gullet. The streamlined egress pausing for a second, as the insect ingesting her took a moment to savour her taste upon his palate with a chittering purr.  The equine’s emotions dancing over his tongue, as he mulled the scared saltiness of her sweat, which mixed nicely with the saccharine undertone of the tan mare’s natural tang.

At this point Penny began to buck, her blubbery body jiggling in writhing panic, as she felt the sorcerous grip hold her uneasy swaying steady before pinching around her dock and pulling upwards, as she was unceremoniously inverted with a stomach-lurching jerk, in order to allow gravity to assist in her egress into the waiting digestive tract. This clearly not the shapeshifter’s first time devouring paunchy pony prey,  but even so Penny’s padded proportions were a bit more than he was used to. The mare’s head and forehooves sliding into place without incident, as a few rolling glugs of the oesophagus was more than enough to shepherd her further into the tugging precipice that sat behind the drone’s tensing tonsils. Her whimpering wriggles doing nothing, as each clammy chug inched Penny a little further into the claustrophobic chute seeping over her shuffling shoulders. Another powerful undulation drawing the first inch or so of Penny’s plump barrel over his sharp fangs, earning a fresh meep of complaint from the scraping sensation raking against her soft fur.

The next guzzling gulp failing to gain any ground though, as it became clear the bleating mare’s well-matured muffin top was more of a bulwark of chubby cake than her peckish predator had anticipated. The curvaceous chevaline threatening to choke her devourer with her plush curves, as it seemed from a casual observer that the insatiable insect had bitten off more than he could chew. This false hope fleeting, another surging contraction began to squeeze the marbled mare meat into the tight threshold of his throat with a straining palpitation. The peristalsis rippling over Penny’s coat, adding a lathering glazing of spittle to her ample midriff, as the changeling continued to try cramming her into its yawning gob.

Obsidian hooves wrapping around her bubbly buttocks, as the Changeling pulled himself over his voluptuous conquest, whilst all the while his curious tongue sampled his substantial supper. The feeling of her flabby flanks against his frogs alluring, as the round rump juicily smushed under his hoof tips with a delectable succulence. The mare giving a fumbling buck against the rasping sensation caressing her caboose and flossing at the cleft betwixt her cheeks, but up to her waist in damp darkness, there was little the portly pony could do to protest her compromised predicament. At some point, Penny felt her nose nuzzle up to what could only be the tight ring of the Changeling’s puckered stomach sphincter, before with a stifling squelch her smothered head was pushed into the putrid pocket of the gurgling gut.   

A dim light piercing the blackness, as the semi-opaque belly of the changeling guzzling her down allowed Penny a glimpse at the stale space, she would soon be stewing in. The acidic fumes stinging her eyes to tears, as anything beyond the belly’s semi-transparent walls was little more than vague shapes and shadows. The tart smell burning her sinuses, as a gagging gasp rattled out of her heaving barrel. The pressure on her compressed chest making it hard for her to breathe, a matter made worse by the putrid stench of the bubbling broth she had been forced to faceplant into. The steamy secretions enough to make her cringe in disgust, though for now thankfully the bitter juices were not irritating her supple skin, but she knew it wouldn’t take long for the emulsion of enzymes to start itching.

Penny could only wince, as she felt her weakly waving back legs were drawn together with a jubbly wiggle, as the changeling straightened her for the next phase of her digestive dive. Additional glimmers of sorcery skirting over her paunchy plot, before applying a firm downward force, as though the tubby tooshie was just a chunky cork that needed to be cleared. The final hurdle cresting the Changeling’s stretched lips, which were now beginning to burn after being forced to gape so wide. Penny’s pursy posterior proving the mother of all jaw breakers, but he had her safely restrained, so the changeling was confident she wasn’t going anywhere but his now gurgling stomach.

For a few moments the brown mare didn’t move, as her buxom bottom teetered precariously, her zaftig hips seemingly too wide for her overly ambitious predator to pack away. The changeling taking a deep breath, before relaxing, as he used Penny’s own blubbery bulk to his advantage, in order to trickle her down his throat with an opulent if glacial ooze.  Nothing seeming to happen, before the changeling briskly claimed her cutiemarks with a gelatinous shlorp. The motion fluid, as Penny’s enviable glutes vanished with a wobbling fall, creating a substantial swelling in the engorged drone’s neck. Penny’s hind hooves weakly giving a defeated wave before they too slipped out of sight, with a swift string of audible gulps, which was more than enough for beyond bloated changeling to tuck away his massive meal.

“H-hah. C-can’t believe I ate her whole! S-she’s so soft… so heavy….” Proclaimed the changeling triumphantly, between haggard pants as the exertion of wolfing down his rotund indulgence caught up with him. He had never caught Penny’s name, but he could feel every little trapped tremble emanating off the equine trapped in his comically distended tummy. She was a big girl, and he was exhausted from the eating endeavour, leaving him to bask whilst his feast of feminine flesh feebly fidgeted against her fate as food.  The act of bolting down a pony heavier than him leaving Penny no space to squirm, as any attempt to thrash was reduced to a smothered tremble against the kneading stomach walls conforming to her folded-up figure.

Every detail of his dumpy dinner on full display through his transparent tum like a sordid show,  as there was little doubt on the identity of the pony-shaped protrusion sagging his stomach with such an amusingly bloated bulge. Such a large lump of lunchmeat leaving him lethargic, as this much fattening pony protein would take several days to properly digest down into a more manageable potbelly of liquidating mare mulch. For now though, the content drone just wanted to rest, as he could feel the peachy rise of Penny’s pussy pressing against his chin through the strained membrane of his waxy exoskeleton with a teasing squish.  The changeling ignoring the muffled pleading of his filling food, and instead let out a satisfied belch, renewing her appealing flavour upon his tongue.  His not the only bassy burps to break the stuffed silence, as Penny wasn’t the only one of her coworkers currently undergoing an unexpected retirement; though based on the sounds of stifled squealing it was quite clear none of them were keen about their integration into the new management with a promotion to changeling chub…..

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Penny agreed to go on a company retreat, thinking that she would be assisting with a corporate merger. Little did the doughy mare know that she and a few of her curvaceous coworkers were there as just a gulpable gift to help close the deal...

A changeling-focused collab between me and Crazy ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Crazy+Water ). This one features a fun swallowing sequence starring Pencil Test, taking a digestive dive into a changeling drone's gastric tract...

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