Sunflower couldn’t breathe, her throat gagging for breath as it was parted by a probing tendril. The creature latched to her face and constricting her body draping its maw over her face like a living shroud. The warm flesh forming a seal around the base of her skull and latching down with a suction-like seal, leaving a bulbous bulge not unlike an egg as the testament of her body stretching its boneless form.

Its telephone pole like body wrapped around her body like a spool, constricting down on her body to keep her soft frame in line, her left wing free and swatting the air ineffectually as she tried to resist its overbearing strength. This personified where its tail had slipped into her loins and was a good way to ravaging her mare hood with its turgid girth. Bristly hairs chaffing her love tunnel as the tip of the tail pitched a tent in the top of her womb pressing against her diaphragm causing her breaths to stutter in hiccupping chokes.

She couldn’t move, as every time she began to struggle the worm just clamped down and squeezed the breath from her lungs in a vice-like compression, her hollow bones straining as if they might pop like popcorn kernels from its brutish grasp. The girth in her throat winding downwards, throat peristalsis inverting as Sunflower tried to eject the thick segmented intruder that was spelunking her esophagus. The muscular tendril to strong as with a final thump it parted the stomach sphincter and began to blindly fondle around as if feeling out the gastric chamber.

For a moment Sunflower could feel the tentacle-like proboscis probing her stomach, the feeling of it tapping the gastric wall causing shadow sensation on her inner body cavity. this in turn with the sound of the ocean in her pushed flat ears was making her a little seasick, made worse so by her uvula squashed to the back of her throat kicking her gag reflex into overdrive. The mare trying to upchuck her guts, but with her oral chimney clogged she just bucked in her bounds ineffectually.

Then she felt it an orb-shaped bulge coming over her trembling lips, causing a scream to echo as muffled pleads from the all-encompassing biological gag that surrounded her entire cranium. The sphere oozing down the trunk like tube the worm had cast down her throat, the bulge concealing a gelatinous globe, that tickled her tonsils and took the short slide down to her stomach. No sooner had it parted her stomach starfish and landed with a plop in the spooling enzymes in the stomach another one was going down her throat.

It was like a conveyer belt as suddenly a flow of these squidgy spheres were coasting down her throat. The orbs turgid enough to close off Sunflowers airways, so as each passed her trachea, she let out a shuddering cringe as for a moment her frantic breathing was interrupted. The worm seemed to respond to this as it picked up its pace in her loins, as it began to thrust and hold position locking into Sunflower’s body like an impaling stake. This holding her spasming diaphragm in place, preventing her lungs from inflating, causing her to buck as suffocation became a pressing issue in her drowning mind.

The mare in the worm’s thrall fidgeting, her frogs waving as she felt her head go light as asphyxiation overtook her body. Sunflower losing control of her faculties as she edged closer to blacking out, but just as she was about the pass out the worm generously allowed her to suck in a breath through her aching ribs. The worm ignoring her as it began to bloat her stomach with its eggs, just squeezing the fight out of her whenever the bucking grew a bit too over-enthusiastic, leaving the mare little more then jibbering meat wrapped around its none existent fingers.

This sensation growing more and more extreme as the worm stuffed Sunflower to the point of belly popping, her stomach huge, straining as her heart wubbed in her ears as if it might explode. The pony morphology pushed to its limits to contain the greasy brood of the foul annelid that was orally raping her into oblivion as it defiled her temple of a body with its filthy form.

Sunflower just wanted it to bite down and kill her, the rough pseudo teeth like a frill on her neck only a strong compression away from decapitating her and ending her stinging suffering as her rubber was rubbing raw. Sunflowers anus winking as she expressed her distressed nature in the only way that was not bound in thick leathery coils.

Her face was a mess, her mascara having run from the tears of this unconsenting blowjob, the trunk in her throat causing thick saliva to run to her mouth as the feeling of unease pervaded deep into her body. She felt beyond pregnant, which was not far off from the truth as she had been inseminated but this alien biology. She just wanted this to end, and though she was wrapped in the eternity of the love dance of this overly forward worm, it had to end, and based on how stretched her stomach was, she thought it would be a pop as her gut ruptured ending her suffering.

This didn’t happen though, as just as her bloodshot eyes rolled back in her head as she fell prey to oxygen deprivation the maw cocooning her head pulled away as the organic pipe in her throat yanked free like a tape measure and with a sodden pop she could breathe. The worm slowly winding away leaving a swollen and very much filled mare in a pool of drool and natural secretions the worm had lathered her form in during its overly assertive hug.

Sunflower’s bones hurt, her body writhing in inclement pain, but she was alive, and struggling to her hooves she limped off home, tears rolling down her face as she tried to cry away the throbbing reminder of what had just happened. Her belly sloshing, a greasy taste in her mouth as she stumbled along in shock, not quite sure what had happened, but the strumming of blood pressure on her ravaged marehood told her that she needed to get help.

Little did Sunflower know that her returning to her herd was exactly what the worm wanted, its clutch of foul young would require food once they hatched……….




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Going to start out strong now that Eka's is back up. the first is a collaboration i did with Crazywater (https://derpibooru.org/tags/artist-colon-crazy+water ). art is by his talented hand, the story is my deviant doing. we did some friendly conversation and if things pan out well this image story combo might be a regular thing. :)

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