>> Renée.>> Renée.

YOU ARE NOW RENÉE FOX!

Annoyed, you trudge toward the rest of the group. Chrysanthemum is MASSIVE. You're surprised she's still on two feet at this point. It looks like she's wavering. But that also means she managed to get a significant number on her way out. Ugh.
She looks toward you and says, "Oh, looks like you only got two. I guess I win, th—" before you put up a finger and make your way to the trunk of your car. Flipping the lid, you reach in and pull both occupants toward you, rolling the candy-coated one over the edge before scraping off the fuzzy edges where the padding of your trunk's floor left deposits. While you're doing that, you tell Priscilla and Leslie that you've got the other one, just because you're going to be immobile after this one anyway, so if anyone else gets isolated and edible, they'd have a chance to get there before Chrysanthemum. You hear the changeling huff and see her cross her arms, pouting. They agree, though after a bit of protest from Priscilla, who thinks it's unfair you're getting as many by yourself as she and Leslie have combined.
You hear some loud protests coming from the trunk of the car and smirk as you put the candy-coated pegasus's hooves into your gullet and chow down. You can hear screams and protests from inside from the first one you snarfed. Probably doesn't like getting hundreds of pounds coated in hard, jagged candy jabbed into her. Tough. She can deal with it. They'll smooth out eventually. You're sure the first one already has.

Once you finish up with the pegasus, her big, stupid hair bulging out your throat in a rectangular shape before disappearing into your massive, swollen gut, you lick your lips, grab the pink unicorn from the start of the day, and belch in her face before shoving it in as well.
GLURP! SLORP! ULP! SHUMPF!
You're not used to snarfing so many people at once, so you try to get this over with as quickly as you can. Halfway through, just as your buck teeth scrape the base of her tail, you start to get a little queasy. You belch her up a couple of inches, and her kicking legs redouble their efforts despite being tied together with licorice, as if that's what was causing you to partially free her. Dumb.
So you just chomp her down, your mouth enveloping her fat ass (well, it's not really; just feels that way as you swallow it down), then throw her thick thighs, calves, and hooves down your throat. You feel her squeeze her way into your heavily crowded stomach, and you sigh out loud, relieved after all that exertion. You stifle a belch, then look over where your group is making a ruckus.
...Huh. Looks like the group president just noticed what's going on.
"Hey!" she yells, pointing in your general direction. "Usually we only lose about two or three members on our field trips, but we're missing SIXTEEN! That's ridiculous! It's more than half our club membership! And I just saw where they all went. You weren't just eating at a buffet...YOU WERE SNARFING!"

You, Leslie, Priscilla, and Chrysanthemum look at each other. Looks like you've been caught.
"...Tiebreaker?" Priscilla suggests.
"...Tiebreaker," Chrysanthemum grins.

ACHIEVEMENTS UNLOCKED:
Spitting up fire: Ate Spitfire.
Film's end: Ate Optica Screenplay.

NOTE: Spitfire, Fleetfoot, Fluttershy, and Twilight Sparkle belong to Hasbro. Optica Screenplay belongs to  optica. Chrysanthemum belongs to  goldenheart.

OPTIONS:

https://www.strawpoll.me/15321190

NOTE: Voting ended at 9:00 p.m. EST. The results are as-follow:

Priscilla interference: 1-54 (54 votes)
Leslie interference: 55-104 (50 votes)
Both for TS: 105-144 (40 votes)

Result: 26 (Priscilla runs interference on Chrysa. Leslie goes for Twilight.)

Success: 1-60
Failure: 61-100

Result: 20 (Success!)

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