Suddenly, somehow, you wake up to find yourself stuck inside of a large burlap sack. You have no recollection of how you suddenly found yourself in such a disposition, but either way, the dark sack you were trapped within was being dragged against the ground by somebody else, with what sounded like a set of clopping hooves right beside you outside of the sack. Suddenly, who or whatever managed to get you into the sack lets go of you for a second, taking a deep breath after tugging you along for a while. "I'm s-sorry, but you were just lying around somewhere in the forest, and I though maybe I could give you to somebody else that you could meet... I hope you aren't too mad at me..." A soft, feminine voice explained to you. Why would she be taking someone like you into town to serve somebody else? How did she find you in a forest? What did she even look like? You couldn't even talk back to her, an apple being placed firmly into your mouth. Hopefully, it wouldn't be too much later until you finally get some answers... This whole situation was so incredibly bizarre.
 
 Minutes passed for what felt like hours, leaving the questions to stir around in your mind as your back scraped along the dusty path on the ground, bringing yourself closer and closer to some sort of civilization. You begin to hear even more hooves around you, along with the conversations of others. A few of them sounded like they were selling some things... Perhaps you were in some sort of marketplace? The female that got you into the sack tossed you up onto a small stand, causing a small bit of pain from the impact before she joins you on top of it. At last, the tie at the top of your bag is broken by her, and you are partially freed to experience your surroundings. Once your eyes settled back with the light shining down on the town, every single inhabitant of the town was... a small horse. Each one of them seemed to be going about their daily business as one might normally do, except they all sported bright colors and walked on four legs. To say the least, it wasn't what you were expecting at all. But now what are you going to do, know that you wound up in this strange place?
 
 Your immediate instinct after observing the odd new world is to look back at the one who dragged you there in the first place, a yellow one with a pink mane. She was also sporting a tattoo or something similar on her flank, three butterflies. In fact, they all were. Every single one that you saw. The pony that brought you there seemed to be incredibly reluctant and sorry to have brought you to her town, clearing her throat before explaining herself. "I-I'm Fluttershy... I barely ever see someone like you around here, but I figured someone might want to have you around! You'd get to meet someone really nice, and I'd be able to buy some more birdseed with whatever they can give me! ...I'm really sorry, they've just been starving lately, and this is the easiest way I could get a whole bunch for them... N-no hard feelings, right?" She explained to you, prodding your head a little bit with her hooves. With the apple still shoved between your lips, you couldn't really reply. It seemed like Fluttershy was too worried about what you would say or do if she took it out, so she remorsefully left it as it is.
 
 Clearing her throat and gazing upon all the other ponies, the pony prepared to sell you as best she could to the onlookers. "Would anyone be interested in trading me some bits for this human from me? We don't get them very often, and I'm sure they could be really nice to have with you! L-like, helping around in a house or shop, or j-just being a fun companion to have around..." When you considered what she was trying to give you away for, it didn't actually seem half bad. The other ponies around the town didn't seem to be too harsh, so maybe a job around here would end up being a blessing in disguise! Before Fluttershy was even finished talking, a few others already exercised their interest by raising a hoof. A bubbly pink-maned one went on and on about how good you might be in a bakery, while a larger, red male contemplated how well you could help on a farm. Meanwhile, one with a lyre on her flank was expressing her desire to purchase you from the other pony for whatever reason, despite lacking any job. With the amount of kind mares and stallions all attempting to pay Fluttershy more than the others, it seemed that both you and your captor would be walking away satisfied.
 
 After a good five minutes of argument and price rises, it appeared that the pink one had come out on top by going for a staggering amount of bits that might equate to 500 dollars. "O-oh my...! I guess you really want him, Pinkie... So, if there isn't going to be any higher bets, I guess she's going to be the one-"
 
 "Nope. Sorry, this one is going to be walking away with me. Well, they won't be walking for much longer..." A louder voice boomed out from a tree right beside where all the other ponies were betting, the voice seeming familiar and intimidating to Fluttershy. "O-oh no... T-this was a bad idea..." She quivered, staring at the tree in fear as someone hopped from a branch onto the ground. Upon further inspection, this was definitely not another pony, but rather a very rude and demanding female gryphon. "G-Gilda, please don't do it to another one..." The gryphon approached, walking on all fours just like everyone else did, swishing the feathers on her head to the side like one might do with long hair. Gilda was slightly larger than you were, with two claws on the front of her body with two lion paws on the back, her head covered with white feathers leading down to some white brown fur covering the rest of her, along with a pair of darker wings on her back. Once joining the two of you on the small stand, she glared into the shy pony's eyes with a smirk on her beak.
 
 "Oh, do what? Make another one of these things pass down into my gut? Why wouldn't I? After I had the first one that you brought over, you know I couldn't help myself to see how they taste... And the same went for the second, the third, the fourth, th... *GRRRRMBLLLLL...*" Her worrying story was soon cut to a halt by the growling of her stomach, turning her attention back towards you. "Basically, I'll give you about half the bits that other dweeb wanted for him, or else~" Gilda leaned down to give you long lick down the side of your head, sending a shiver down your spine and leaving a trail of bird saliva on your face. Fluttershy stammered angrily, trying to do whatever she could to protect you and sell you to Pinkie instead. "N-no! Pinkie already won, you can't!" The catbird predator's eyes narrowed, turning once again towards the other pony. "...or else I might decide to cram another dweeb down there too, maybe one with a couple of butterflies on her ass." The pony with the butterflies on her flank blushed a deep red, terrified at the thought of winding up like another one of her meals. "P-point made... Just be nice to him..."
 
 "No promises~" Gilda dropped the bits that she promised into a basket on the stand, allowing the pony to purchase a decent amount of birdseed. However, she still felt awful that she basically used you to feed a different sort of bird. "S-sorry..." She said back to you, grabbing her basket and leaving you to the gryphon in fear. Equally, the crowd nervously dispersed to leave the powerful and intimidating gryphon alone with you to prevent meeting the same fate. One the bright side, Fluttershy's birds wouldn't be hungry anymore. The only problem was that Gilda wasn't going to be hungry anymore, either. Pushed back down into the bag you were in and slung over the hungry pred's back, she walked over to a more private place to snack on you, all while offering more taunts and teases. "Heh~ That one works every time with that pushover. Too bad she doesn't have more of a spine, or else you wouldn't be winding up as part of my flanks, huh?"
 
 After what felt like forever, you felt the bag around you drop to the ground once more, in a much painful manner than when you were first set down by Fluttershy. Gilda didn't even bother opening it normally, instead going to tear away at the side of the bag with her claws. Once you were free, you noticed that you were surrounded by a forest once again. But this one seemed much more secluded and dark, without any pony in sight. In fact, the only stand-out sight to be had was the gryph staring you down, licking her beak... "Ever wonder what the inside of a stomach looks like? Well, you're gonna find out pretty soon..." The beak spread wide open, leaning over towards your head. There was nowhere to run and nowhere to hide, and you couldn't even move now that her claws wrapped around your back. Before you could push back against her body or wiggle out of her grasp, you were already overtaken by the scent of her maw, smothered with her drool as her tongue wrapped around you.
 
 "You snacks are better each time, I swear..." Her words were deafening to you with how near your head was to the gryphon's throat, resonating in her beak and causing a bit of a headache. But the pain was far from over, as Gilda's claws gripped your body even tighter and worked to lift your body off of the ground and over her head. From this terribly precarious position being held by her, you were unfortunately given the perfect opportunity to see right down into her throat, the red walls slightly squishing and convulsing, lined with birdly saliva as they eagerly wait to help stuff you right down into her belly. Moving her claws to grab onto both of your legs, Gilda gives a great shove and you suddenly find those walls squeezing right around your body, head poking down into the grumbling darkness below...
 
 Gilda made an attempt to speak with her beak full, but it only lead to some incoherent mumbling with the massive bulge working down her throat. One of her claws shifted over to her throat to rub the bulge, causing her walls to squish up closer to your body on the way down. You tried to kick and squirm, but all that seemed to do is make the gryphoness laugh a bit. Gilda didn't view you as anything more than food and eventually some excess weight on her body, so she licked over her body and treated you as such, purring in delight. To make your trip down much faster, her head suddenly tipped upwards and allowed gravity to work its magic on you, pulling you down at a higher speed until your head squeezed into the opening of her stomach. At this point, only your feet stuck out from her beak, which she used her talon to push down and shut her maw. *GLLLP!!*
 
 Still feeling at that bulge in her gullet, she began to swallow and gulp the rest of your body down, licking the inside of her mouth to get a taste of you again. It wasn't long until you tumbled down into the gryhpon's stomach face-first, curling up in the stinging digestive goop as the rest of your body followed right behind. The insides of her stomach reminded you of the sack you were trapped within for so long. However, the sack didn't seem to squeeze against your body so much, or secrete juices with the sole intent of nosily gurgling you up. You can feel something pat against you from the outside, followed by a loud belch coming from above you, which managed to deprive you from some of the precious air and space inside the belly. *URRRRRRRRRP!!* "Ah, that felt nice~ You were pretty tasty, for a dork. Now hurry up and digest, I don't have all night..." The predator yawned, thinking for a moment of how she could make her stomach take care of you as quickly as she could.
 
 It was a real fight inside of her stomach, using your arms and legs as best as you could to shove against your containment and give some more space. More of the slime filled up into her gut though, which burned your body as you fought. Gilda, pushing down against your kicking and squirming, eventually got an idea as she looked down at her massive, bulging stomach. "I'm getting tired of you, kicking around like that. Gonna take a little nap if you don't mind~" She yawned, stretching out for just a moment before lying down on her gut. With all of her weight being put onto you, you were squished hard on all sides with your entire body being shoved and smeared into the churning ooze. The snoring sounding out from outside proved that there wasn't going to be any way out of this situation, so all that could be done was wait until you inevitably black out inside of the cruel gryph, the loud sounds of gurgles overtaking you until it finally happened.
 
 In her sleeping state, Gilda would keep snoring and occasionally belching more in her slumber as her huge undercarriage shrunk and squished into the grass. Like the few other humans that she hinted at swallowing before you, you were broken down and churned up into nutrients and energy for the gryphon to continue making others do what she wants. Most of you went to her body as fat, putting a bit of pudginess onto her stomach and flanks. Whatever didn't fall into either category went to continue through the digestive process until she would wake up hours later, save for some of the bones and hair that would compact into a pellet. Gilda had eaten a few others before you, and you were just the next unfortunate person to wind up bubbling away inside her unforgiving stomach.
 
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 Mumbling something to herself, Gilda slowly opened her eyes again hours later, with her stomach mostly back to its normal size. However, it did seem to hang down a bit lower than it did before you wound up inside, possibly causing her to gain a bit of weight after absorbing you into her body. "Y-you damn things... Taste great going down, but always wind up going to my ass..." She rubs one of her flanks for a moment, as a deep glorping noise resonates from within, feeling her insides churn. "Ugh, in more ways than one. Guess I gotta shit you out somewhere now..." Deciding that it might be best to save it until she gets back to Ponyville, she got up onto her legs, stretched out a little, and took to the skies. Staying in flight was unsurprisingly a bit more difficult, since the weight you put onto her body made flying something to get used to. All the while, her tailhole twitched, holding back what was sure to be an unsightly load of gryphon waste.
 
 It wasn't long until she finally saw the town below her once again, spotting the same tree the she was hiding inside while you were being sold off. Now, Twilight's small dragon assistant was curled up under the tree, seemingly taking a nap. "Perfect..." The cruel gryph smirked, quietly swooping down onto the tree again and adjusting herself until she was perched onto a thick branch like a bird. Gilda was given a prime example to mess with the dragon, and that was exactly what she was going to do. She lowered her feline hindquarters a bit, tail raised and flicking around a bit as her tailhole started spreading wide for the filthy remains of the human she swallowed earlier. A bubbling rumble of gas from the gryph acted as a fanfare for what was to come, a brown clump of gryphonshit squelching out with a strain.
 
 Spike was in for a rude awakening below, suddenly hit on the head with a splatter of solid waste on the head, with a few more logs of it covering his chest. "What's going on, what the...!" He shook his head in shock, getting some of it off of him before looking up. The dragon was met by the sight of the smirking and very relieved gryphon evacuating her bowels all over him, another thick snake of waste slopping over his face. "Mmmmph!" He tried to yell some more, but his face was almost instantly covered and he passed out from the offensive odor, leaving himself to be covered in more shit. Gilda's pucker flexed and strained as some of the large white bones squeezed out at odd angles, causing her to blush as they toppled over the mass covering the dazed Spike.
 
 It took a while, but eventually everything that the human once had been was squeezed out of Gilda's ass and piled over into a small mountain at the base of the tree, leaving the gryphon to pause for a moment and cough up a pellet. Some of the bones that were a bit too hard to handle were launched from her beak and rolled a few feet away from the pile in a ball. The poor purple dragon's foot could be seen sticking outward from the mound of gryphonshit, twitching. He'd be sure to wake up in a while, but he'd need to take a long bath if he was going to be helping the purple alicorn again any time soon. Gilda, feeling several pounds lighter after dumping off all the excess cargo left behind by her meal, lied down in her tree to continue her nap. She dreamed about the next time Fluttershy might bring a human around, gobbling them down, and shitting them out just as she had done with the last one. Your surprise visit to the town didn't go very well at all, but on the bright side, at least you managed to make a hefty amount of fertilizer for the tree. Spike could have probably done without it, though.