Bug’s eyes fluttered open, her amber peepers tired and not in a mood for this hassle. It was not as if the gray mare was unused to a struggling meal, and this was not the first time she had had two mares squirming in her gut simultaneously, hell her capacity was 4 last time she checked though to be fair one of them was a marelet. No, what worried Bug was the nature of the squirming, it was in a rhythm and for a moment the groggy mare was unable to place it until she rolled her eyes at the display of these little gut sluts.

It was the thrusting of two sets of hips grinding against each other, her twin passengers clearly seeking out one last thrill and eating each other out in the tart tomb that was Bugs stomach. In a way this served Bug right, she had gotten greedy, and that gluttony was going to cost her, her beauty sleep. One mare should have been enough, but Line’s pestering about something trivial had pushed Bug over the line, and she had ended the conversation with a few confident swallows. With her meal and banana desert tucked away, Bug had then retired to bed, as today was one of those days she wished she had not been born magically challenged.

It was a tragedy in a way, if she was a unicorn Bug would have been more proficient at her job, but more importantly been able to polish her scree slopes with the tingle of magic as hefty meals digested, instead of leeching off someone else of a bit of vaginal vexing. For a time Line had wobbled against her roommate, the two mares protesting, not that Bug understood why, Line was coming back though she tended to cry during the reformation. The Random red mare that Bug had inhaled though had reason to be concerned as the earth ponies one-night stands had a habit of not coming back. Factoring in the sweet snaps and crackles Pegasus bones made when they digested, and their bones fizzled like pop rocks made Bug anticipated a wonderful kip leaving her refreshed and ready to seize the day, after dumping her date and friend of course.

Instead of a blissful stroll in Luna’s gift, Bug had been awoken by these two miscreants getting off to each other, and for a moment Bug just tensed as she willed to snap Line’s neck like a cheap pencil. But gritting her teeth and taking a deep breath Bug calmed herself and decided a simple complaint to see if herself conscious friend would slow her roll and curl up and digest like a good mare. A burp would end this soon enough, the amount of wobbling was sure to cause the stomach to vent and they would have a quick belly dance as their startled forms were smothered by the claustrophobic stomach.

“Dammit, Line! Stop Squirming already and let me sleep!” Snapped Bug as her tensions flared as the movements of lovemaking were leaving her loins devoid of attention. This quaking reminding Bug that she had no one to lick her marehood, and as such she was stuck as an awkward third wheel to the stomach sex session. For a few seconds, only the sound of moaning and the gurgles of a stuffed stomach grumbled away, before the meek voice of the red-faced Line responded.

“S-sorry, can’t help it when I have a pony m-melting while eating me out……” stammered Line, her voice edging as her body was clearly tensing as she bordered on orgasm. This though making Bug all the more jealous as she yearned for such relief, and it pained her to feel the trembling of pleasure resonating of her gastric chamber.

“Lucky…” grumbled Bug Begrudgingly, as in truth she would do anything to have the physical affection Line was receiving right now as the motions were making her quite horny and in need of a good rut.

“W-what w……”

BURP!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bug just vented her stomach of any lingering stale air; she had shown a soft spot and she didn’t like it. the stuffed pony just lying on her side, hoof stroking her belly as she felt the two mares within her begin to drown in the no longer breathable atmosphere of her gut. The gray mare simply basking in the death spasms, as she pondered how to get back at Line for ruining her sleeping routine…………..

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Random Gift from Crazy Water ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Crazy+Water ). he drew Bug having devoured Line and a mystery pegamare, the grey earthpony happy with her haul until the rude rocking of lovemaking stirs her from sound sleep.

Line is going to pay for this later......

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