Twilight and her friends, having cleared their latest challenge sucessfully moved forward confidently. The group trotting forward so they emerged from the dense foliage of the forest to see their end goal. the purple unicorn leading the pack as she exclaimed in delight upon seeing the ruins of a long-neglected castle framed by the glow of a waning silver moon.

“There it is, the ruin that holds The Elements of Harmony. We made it!” Twilight said breaking into a gallop as she wanted nothing more than to vanquish Nightmare Moon and return to her bed for a well-earned rest after this little adventure.

“Twilight wait for us!” hollered Applejack as she and the other girls broke into a sprint to catch up with their leader. Twilight turning back to address her companions a smile on her face as the objective was in sight.

“We're almost there. Whoa!” cried an elated Twilight as this midnight trek through the Everfree was nearly at an end but in her haste, she hadn’t watched where she was going and slipped over the edge of a cliff. Twilights hooves scrabbled desperately at the cliff face tapping on the boards of a rope bridge that led to nowhere, her mouth agape in shocked horror as her life flashed before her eyes. A tug on her tail snapping her out of this panic as she was yanked backwards to safety on solid ground, with Rainbow Dash grinning cockily behind her.

“What’s with you and falling off cliffs today?” the Pegasus asked jokingly, in an attempt to detract from the severity of what had almost just happened. The group peered across the ledge, Pinkie Pie giving a groan of frustration as they spied the other end of the broken bridge that might have allowed them to cross if it were fixed.

“Now what!?” Pinkie asked aloud to nopony in particular.

Rainbow Dash flexed her wings, fanning the feather dusters as she did a quick wriggle of the wingtips before taking flight. “Uh, duh,” she teased, flying off into the air, leaving Pinkie to reflect on her forgetfulness as Rainbow dove into the fog to retrieve the end of the decrepit bridge that lurked somewhere in the obscuring mist.

It wasn’t a hard flight, and for a proficient flier like Dash, she was soon on the other side of the chasm with the broken bridge’s rope in her teeth. The mare was about to tie it securely to restore the bridge so her friends might cross when she heard a sound from behind her making her jolt and spin around.

“…..Rainbow,” came a feminine voice from inside the fog, the words like a whisper, calm and echoing as if the pony saying it was far away.

“Who’s there?” demanded Rainbow, her eyes darting back and forth as she tried to locate the person calling her name, the sound coming from the pea-soup thick fog that had begun to ominously roll in. the statement falling on deaf ears as she got no response other than the unknown entity repeating its almost cadenced mention of the prismatic pony’s name.

“…..Rainbow,” again rasped the voice like wind over reeds, the lack of compliance causing Dash to immediately jump up on her hind legs, boxing the air with her front hooves as she lashed out at ghosts.

“I ain’t scared of you!”

“Show yourself!” Dash threatened, hoping her act of bravado would be enough to scare away the unknown entity lurking in the fog bank that had mysteriously rolled in.

“We've been eagerly awaiting the arrival of the best flyer in Equestria.,” the voice responded cryptically.

“Who?” asked Rainbow, the mare cocking a confused eyebrow as the compliment completely flew over her head.

“Why, you, of course.” Answered the voice, in an almost congratulable tone, the statement much more to the point and it caused a giddy grin to flush over Rainbows face.

“Really?!” exclaimed Rainbow like a filly who had just been told she was getting ice cream for breakfast.


“I mean... Oh yeah, me.” Reigned back in Dash as she tried to return to her confident facade, she liked to project to maintain her coolness levels. This proved futile though as the ego-inflating statement started the cyan mare gushing.

“Hey, uh, you wouldn't mind telling the Wonderbolts that, would ya? 'cause I've been trying to get into that group for like…. ever.” Rainbow just speaking until the Pony hiding in the mist interrupted her.

“No, Rainbow Dash. We want you to join us…..”


“…The Shadowbolts!” announced the voice as a group of three ponies—a mare and two stallions—emerged from the mist. The trio coming in for dramatic effect and skidding to a halt on their haunches in a rival that caused Rainbow to pause. The mare was wearing a huge grin were as the two stallions’ faces were frozen in stoic expressions, the trio holding the pose for a second as they just oozed confidence and professionalism. The group pausing just long enough for Dash to soak in their coolness, before the mare talked through her self-assured by her own awesomeness smile and gave Rainbow a face to the disembodied voice.


“We're the greatest aerial team in the Everfree Forest, and soon we will be the greatest in all Equestria, but first…..” said the mare took to the wing and began to circle Dash

“…we need a captain.” The words causing a twinkle in Rainbows eyes as she realized she was about to be offered a job that would let her live out her dreams.

Rainbow smirked and allowed the mare to speak as she had a feeling her ego was about to be stroked and the Shadowbolt didn’t disappoint. “The most magnificent…”

“Yep,” Dash responded.

“Swiftest …” the mare continued.

“Yes.”

“Bravest flyer in all the land …”

Dash tilted her head up proudly. “Yes, *heh*, it’s all true!”

The mare leaned in to whisper in Dash’s ear.

“We need…”

“…you!” the final word like the gunshot to start a race, causing Dash to leap up with a whoosh like a rocket ship on blast off with an ecstatic grin plastered on her face.

“WOOHOO! Sign me up!” accepted Rainbow, the mare drifting to the ground as she had one little task to do and she could show off some of her tricks.

Dash returning back to the rope, before bending down to pluck the discarded cable from the ground so she could secure the bridge for her friends to cross.

“Just let me tie this bridge really quick and then we have a deal” explained Dash, as she prepared to affix the line to the moss-covered stone strut a few feet away.

Before Rainbow had even seized the rope in her mouth the mare had zoomed in front of her, eyes glowing.

“No!” she roared before screaming an ultimatum. The sudden change in tone causing Dash to retreat a few hoof steps backwards reacting like a struck dog from the sudden snapping the Shadowbolt had given her.

“It’s them, or us!” stated the mare, this bluntness causing a look of anxious of uncertainty to dance over Dash’s face as she felt piercing eyes scanning her from behind the golden goggles.

As Dash bit her lip, she was grateful to hear something to distract her from this now tense situation as Twilight’s voice rang out across the foggy gulf.

“Rainbow, what's taking so long?!” she yelled, then gasped when she saw who was talking to her friend. The purple unicorn realizing in an instant that these must be agents of Nightmare Moon and the plucky pony began to scream to warn her friend of the danger.

“Oh no. Rainbow!” Twilight repeated, hoping to flag the Pegasus attention away from whatever corrupting temptation the apparitions had offered her.

“Don’t listen to-” was all Twilight was able to convey before she was cut off as the Pegasus mare’s eyes lit up, shrouding everything in even thicker smog. With that little distracting annoyance dealt with, the Shadowbolt then turned back to Dash as she had been about to get an answer before they were so rudely interrupted.

“Well?” asked the Shadowbolt, her voice making it seem like it was a now or never choice further adding to the burden of schism in the mare’s mind as she now had a difficult choice to make.

Dash felt a bead of sweat roll down her neck as a look of confliction ran over her face, a knot in her stomach as she had a difficult choice to make. Her mind flashing back and forth between the Shadowbolts offer and the bridge she had told her friends she would fix. Dash taking a moment before closing her eyes and sighing as she made her choice.

“You,” she said. The mare’s lips widened in an evil grin as she knew her master would be quite pleased with this betrayal.

“Thank you for the offer, I mean……” Dash said, her words causing a look of shock to wash over the Shadowbolts faces, as they had been sure in their corruption of this technicolor Pegasus. Rainbow grabbing the discarded rope in her teeth, “……but I’m afraid I have to say no.” she finalized as she looped the rope over the stone span and was about to tie it tight so her friends could cross the deep precipice safely.

In another place, these minions of Nightmare Moon would have reverted to their base magical components and slithered back to their creator with their tails between their legs. However, unlike in countless other timelines, something changed here—a paradigm shift towards something darker. The Shadowbolt mare zooming forward, charging into Dash and tackling her with a freight train-like impact from her latex-clad shoulder. The unexpected attack and the sudden impact causing Dash to go head-over-heels and land with her jaw in the dirt, her teeth rattling from the face plant leaving her dazed.

Dash immediately trying to stagger back to her hooves, but in her stunned state, she was significantly slower than her normal lighting like speed. Well the blue Pegasus was trying to arduously wrench herself up, the Shadowbolt mare nodded to the two stallions, giving them the signal to seize this ungrateful wretch. The pair acknowledging her with a synchronous silent nod before they trotted over to Dash and pinned her against the ground. Like a snared coyote Rainbow strained and growled at the unwanted hooves that seized her body, but she found herself unable to resist the stallions’ iron grip, that the smaller mare was powerless to resist. Dash forced to weakly wriggle in their grasp before she looked up at the mare with a defiant glare.

“You guys really don’t know how to take no for an answer, do ya?” retorted Dash sarcastically. the Shadowbolt mare not taking kindly to that as the response Rainbow received for her insolence was a swift kick to the nose earning her the sound of the cartilage in her muzzle crunching from the strike.

“You’re a little fool,” the mare hissed, evidently pissed at the young flier rejecting her offer of fame and fortune.

“I have no name, no identity…Nightmare Moon merely created me in order to trick you into abandoning your friends.” The mare continued as she monologued her purpose like a Disney villain, before she paused and simply smirked as she realized she could still fulfill her mission. The look on her face was more than a little unnerving causing a shiver to run up Dash’s back.

“…But I suppose she won’t mind if I divert from her plans, to a degree. If you’re disposed of, I doubt she’ll have much problem with how I choose to dispose of you. I think, from here on, I’ll call myself…Nightshade, or some such thing.” Explained Nightshade as she gave a worrying soliloquy.

Dash seemed shocked. “You mean you’re not a flying team from the Everfree?” she asked, struggling a little more before a hoof pushed her head to the ground silencing her writhing. Nightshade grinned at the restrained mare’s folly as she had not expected the Pegasus to be so naïve.

“Of course not,” Nightshade said, as she relished in shattering this foolish one’s perceptions.

“We’re magical constructs made flesh and blood, though I’m the only one Nightmare Moon bothered giving any personality…… These two,” she indicated the stallions flanking the prostate Pegasus, who remained resolute and unemotional as if they were just golems of flesh, which was not far from the truth.

“……Are just here to assist me in my duties. They can’t even think for themselves.” Nightshade explained condescendingly before she bent down, so she was almost nose-to-nose with Dash.

“Unfortunately for you, I’m not so dense.” Said Nightshade as she moved her hoof in a few small circles, prompting the stallions to spin Dash around, presenting Nightshade with her flanks. The muscular hindquarters tensing as Dash weakly squirmed in the vicelike grip unable to break free as she was posed like a doll.

“You are a fast flyer, Dash. But I wonder how fast you’ll be after I’m through with you?” Nightshade said in a manner that didn’t bode well for Rainbow’s imminent future.

Dash was about to respond when Nightshade bent down, before with a long lick she ran her tongue along the Pegasus’ flanks. A blush crept into Dash’s cheeks at the sudden intimate contact upon her haunches as Nightshade sampled the taste of her meal to come. The velvety licker inching closer to Rainbows plump ponut and tight love slit prompting her to protest this unwanted groping of the musky rear pumps.

“Hey!” she cried, voice cracking in embarrassment for the mounting lesbian tension, as it was neither the time nor place for some unsolicited stranger to toss her salad.

“That place is off-limits! I don’t even really go out for mares that much anyway, especially not evil ones!” Snapped Rainbow causing Nightshade to roll her eyes, as it was not as if she needed consent from her prisoner.

“None of you will be off-limits when I’m finished,” she taunted, another lick ruffling Rainbows left buttock to cement the point, causing the pegamare to buck her hips as she attempted to escape this unexpected molestation.

“Every last bit of you is going to be mine.” Nightshade continued, swilling her tongue, as she savored Rainbows flavor upon her palate, now confident in the correct course of action.

Before Dash could protest further, Nightshade slowly unhinged her jaw with a squeaky pop of dislocating ligaments. Her perfect smile parting to showcasing her dark, pulsing throat, glistening saliva already pooling in anticipation to grease Dash up for the short slide to the stomach. The drool forming thick strands that hung like stalagmites between her teeth, but they were soon broken with a moist crackling upon Dash’s back hooves as Nightshade forced them down her eager throat.

“What the heck are you doing back there!?” yelped Dash as her eyes went wide at the sudden humid moistness that overtook her tender frogs. Rainbow wormed around in a distressed flailing, clearly uncomfortable with the warm wetness enveloping her hind legs in a rapid damp tightness.

Nightshade didn’t answer, being incapable of doing so with her silver tongue held down by the scrumptious pony now resting on her ecstatic taste buds. The mare motioning to the stallions to go upfront and start pushing, so she might claim this meal securely and at her leisure for a timely departure to her gut. Dash was tough and strong, the toned body tickling the tonsils testament to that and Nightshade didn’t really want to deal with her if she got loose. The sensation of the hind hooves beginning to pull themselves free of the black hole to the stomach worrying Nightshade for just a moment before the peons got in position to administer her will.

Dash was starting to panic, her mind unable to process the sodden sensation that was creeping up her back legs through a rolling capillary action. Rainbow had never seen or heard of anything like this before, and the feeling of peristalsis holding her firmly in place just made her want to struggle harder like a bird stuck in a net as she tried to prevent herself sinking deeper into the slick sack that awaited her. The stallions, however, prevented that entirely with their stone-like hooves, as they grabbed her forelegs and held her still no differently than a parent would restrain a gurning foal. The blue mare powerless as with every passing second, she could feel their magically charged muscles as they started to move her in deeper and deeper, an inch at a time as they shunted her backwards into the gulping gullet.

“Hey, come on,” she said as she began to plead, an urgency to her voice as she was already buried in Nightshade’s esophagus up to her privates now. The soft marehood had barely passed the lips before it was meticulously assaulted by the shadowy mare’s tongue. The words her last desperate coping mechanism as it was all Dash could do to keep herself steady instead of curling up as a distraught mess.

“We can talk this out, right? I think we can definitely talk this out. I mean, Nightmare Moon can’t be that bad, huh?” parleyed Rainbow, the tone shifting further into desperation with each consecutive swallow. Her only answer was another swallow, which drew her in up to mid-belly, her belly button skirting the pale lips that seemed to suck on her like a lollipop. For a moment Dash felt her decent stop, as her hind hooves pushed against a pert pucker that soon relented and her back legs enter the gastric chamber, in an oozing motion that clang to her limbs in a claggy fashion as she threaded through the gateway to the stomach. Rainbow’s eyes darting backwards to catch a gander at her disappearing rear half, and her heart gave a flutter at the sight of Nightshade’s suit becoming distorted and slightly bulging due to the limbs entering her captor's body cementing the realization that to the gluttonous mare she was but prey.

“I mean, I am the best flyer in all of Equestria, no doubt about that! And my friends would probably be totally cool with it if I joined up with you guys!” lied Rainbow, hoping to just escape the situation with a not very convincing fib. To this Nightshade just chuckled and took another swallow as she watched this pathetic Pegasus try and weasel her way out of a date with digestion. This powerful jerk taking Dash up to her chest, leaving the barrel to begin heaving as the mare’s breathing quickened as she realized she could not blag her way out of this dire predicament.

“You better not go through with this!” she cried, the threat not the least bit convincing, her now encased in living bondage wings buzzing inside Nightshade’s throat, causing the mare gave a moan of satisfaction, both at her meals salty taste and the uncanny feeling like she was getting a massage from the inside from the flittering feathers.

“Once my friends will get ahold of you and you’ll seriously be sorry!” blurted Rainbow as she threw out another lie. Her voice unconvincing as she knew none of her friends could fly across the gap except for Fluttershy, and what use was her fragile frame going to be against three Pegasi that were clearly stronger than she was?

Nightshade fell back onto her flanks carrying her encased snack with her, all the while her tongue continued its relentless licking all around Dash’s chest which elicited another rise in body temperature in the Shadowbolt as she found herself getting into taking this troublesome morsel. Nightshade had to admit that Dash was quite delicious, the salty aftertaste of the mare’s form almost divine and she hated to not be able to take her time with her. Unfortunately, necessity overcame pleasure and if her friends did send somepony over and that pony got away, the bothersome group could start trying to formulate a plan of some kind.

Nightshade swallowed once more as she claimed another inch of her protesting lunch. Her gut rapidly becoming packed with unwilling mare meat, as now her suit was starting to show signs of strain, the fabric stretching uncomfortably to try and accommodate Dash’s body. The mare’s advance had been swift and unyielding and now all that was left outside her yawning maw was Dash’s head, mane, and a bit of her forelegs, the frogs twitching weakly unable to muster any more from their compromised position as they ringed the plughole to the stomach.

Inside Nightshade’s body, Dash was sweating uncontrollably, the feeling causing her cheeks to flush a tomato red, as it was like being jam-packed into a moist oven! The Sauna like stomach pulsing around her legs, backside, and abdomen was also making her uncomfortable as she was bundled up to stew. Rainbow not sure how she would escape this caustic quandary, but she’d already sort of realized that she’d have to rely on somepony making it over the gorge, but for that, to work she would have to buy time.

“C’mon,” Dash begged, knowing her ego would have to take a knock if she was going to survive this.

“Really, you don’t have to do this! I’m too much muscle to be tasty!” Dash continued as she wriggled futile as if to prove a point, failing to realize that she would make a good protein supplement for the active flier devouring her.

See! Way too stringy. Now just spit me out and we can all go our separate ways, huh?” said Dash, as she offered a not very compelling argument to disgorge her.

Nightshade just ignored her mewling and reached up to place a hoof daintily on Dash’s nose, and gave a little shove, to push the cringing face past the back of the throat. Nightshade’s lips then closing around the Pegasus’s head before, with an audible final, wet swallow, a groaning bulge made its way down her gullet, her stomach filling out enormously as the horse-sized meal was deposited to digest.

Nightshade laid back upon a conveniently placed rock, her hooves resting on the tight curve of her gut as Dash struggled inside. Somehow the fabric was holding steady, but the lightning bolts that usually cut gracefully across her middle were stretched and bloated, much like the stuffed mare herself.

“There,” Nightshade said smugly, as she basked in the aftermath of her victory.

“Maybe that’ll finally shut you up, huh? I thought you were supposed to be tougher than this?” Mocked Nightshade as she shook her stomach around, causing a loud, rude belch to bubble up to the surface. The oral eruption causing a splattering of spit, along with a few misplaced blue feathers that had come loose from her meal during ingestion.

The mass of flesh hanging from Nightshade’s midsection swayed around and bulged awkwardly outwards as Dash punched and kicked from the inside as best she could from her folded-up arrangement in the gut. But it was too little too late as she couldn’t make much of an impact aside from eliciting a little chuckle from her captor.

“Oh, now you get some fight in you?” Nightshade asked, slapping her gut around the spot Dash’s head sat causing the bulbous belly to ripple like jelly.

“Where was this when I had you halfway down my gullet, hmm?” she said secure in her victory, content to just rub in how much she had dominated the mare who was set to be relegated to flank fat.

A few muffled grunts of protest emanated from her middle, but Nightshade couldn’t hear what Dash was trying to say, and she didn’t really care anyway, if her words were so important, they would not be being drowned out by the sound of Nightshade’s body digesting hers. Nightshade shifted a little bit to get comfortable, causing a loud sloshing noise to echo from her midriff, alongside a muffled groan of pain as a compressed Rainbow settled in the claustrophobic depths of the Shadowbolts’ bowels.

Nightshade then stretched back sated and satisfied well at the same time feeling extremely fat and lazy after ingesting an entire pony like little more than a cupcake. This drowsy sensation likely because all the blood flow was being redirected to her stomach and intestines ready to process the mare soon to be meatloaf sitting in her straining stomach. Nightshade placed her hooves behind her head as she got as comfy, ready to go into a food coma and sleep off her lively lunch.

“You know, Dash,” she said, speaking to her gut, not quite sure if her occupant could hear her.

“You do have to admit; this is probably your best shot at being part of the Shadowbolts.” She said crassly before snickering at her own joke. A hoof then caressing her swollen middle as she patted her protesting, whining belly that grew all the more active as Rainbow had evidently heard her snide remark and clearly didn’t want to start her professional career as plot padding.

Nightshade could have coerced more wriggling out of her snack, but one of the stallions tapped her on the shoulder as the fog parted snapping her attention from her sniveling supper. Turning her head and raising an eyebrow, Nightshade watched as a very scared-looking Fluttershy floated towards them.

“Um, excuse me….. I’m looking for my friend, Rainbow Dash” she asked skittishly, the Pegasus not quite processing the severity of the scene she had bumbled into, but the looks she was getting was enough for her to stutter.

Nightshade smirked sinisterly and motioned to the stallions to go grab the yellow mare while they spoke. The butter-colored horse seemed weak, but even so, Nightshade didn’t want Fluttershy getting spooked and running off.

“We’ve got your friend,” Nightshade teased, rubbing her fat middle to illustrate exactly where she had stowed Dash for safekeeping. The sensation of Nightshade’s stroking her tight tummy causing it to shake and burbled a little in response to the circling hoof. These raunchy noises distracting Fluttershy sufficiently for the stallions to seize her under the arms before she could bolt, leaving her at their mercy, as she was pulled closer to their reclining leader.

“Mmm?” came a questioning grunt from Nightshade’s stomach, as Rainbow renewed her struggles as she realized Fluttershy had come looking for her.

“Hnnn!” was all she could muster through the muffling stomach wall, as it seemed Dash was trying to communicate, well that or the acids were starting to seep in provoking this stifled response.

“Rainbow Dash?” Fluttershy whispered, a look of horror on her face. The meek mare in shock that the portly pony in front of her had swallowed Rainbow, even as her stomach rolled and rippled as Dash thrashed about inside unable to escape the nipping stomach solutions.

Nightshade wrenched herself up so that she rested on her elbows, her body lying upon the bulge that was Rainbow putting additional strain on the already confined pony. A slight moan coming to her lips as she felt her meal shift, pressing against some more tender areas of her innards, before the Shadowbolt, locked eyes with Fluttershy so that she might explain what she intended to do with the poor Pegasus.

“Yep, she’s packed nice and tight in here, and while she was pretty filling, I can’t have you going back to your group and telling them what happened, so I guess I’ll have to make room for dessert.” Said Nightshade, each word increasing the ferocity floundering motions in her gurgling belly as Dash stubbornly refused to capitulate.

The tossing motions reaching a peak when Nightshade’s gut shook with a garbled plea for Fluttershy to run. Fluttershy hearing this and though she didn’t know exactly what Dash had said the terrified tone of it was sufficient to jump her legs into a frantic frenzy. This came to a sudden stop when one of the stallions popped her in the ear with his hoof, with a swift kick to the side of the head in an attempt to knock some sense into her like a landed fish. The blow causing a little blood to start leaking from Fluttershy’s flaring nostrils, and her eyes to cross as the mare was stupefied into a dazed state by the savage strike.

Not wasting any time, the stallions wrenched Fluttershy off her hooves and forced her into a laying position. The pair then hefting her on their broad shoulders, and in a single fluid motion crammed her headfirst into Nightshade’s slavering jaws before she could even utter a peep of protest.

It didn’t take long for Fluttershy to come to with the sound of the ocean and her own hammering heart in her ears. The alien conditions enough to start up a light struggle, pleading, begging and crying, the actions uncoordinated and confused, clearly brought on in a state of panic.

The sensation, to Nightshade, wasn’t all that different from before, offering a nostalgia to her claiming her first course who was currently marinating in her belly. It took the form of wings buzzing in her throat and cries of desperation resonating from her packed gut, as a cringing face strummed against her sternum. The only difference, if any was that Fluttershy was meatier than Dash was, a side effect more than likely from spending most of her time taking care of animals in a more sedentary lifestyle then the athletic mare reduced to a fetal ball hanging from Nightshade’s abdomen.


Fluttershy was only halfway inside Nightshade when the seams of her suit began to come apart as the latex was unable to let this garment hold 2 mares more than its design capacity. The strained synthetic yearning to let her bulging, gurgling, pale middle spill out to overflow her legs to relieve the pressure that was her skintight seal on her bouncing belly.

From there it was but a few lunging swallows before the yellow Pegasus was tucked safely inside. Nightshade flopping back onto her back, panting and sweating as she had exerted herself with feeding and the weight of her prey was making it harder to breathe as her lungs could not properly inflate with their bulk pressing against the squishy airbags. A sour burp working its way past her lips in a moist spray, a few strands of Dash’s mane hair and a confetti of yellow feathers flying out alongside it. The gaseous venting causing the stomach to roll slightly before with the tearing of fabric her belly billowed out reliving the pressure on Nightshade’s groaning midriff.

“I hope that was the last Pegasus in their group…” Nightshade grumbled, placing a hoof on the side of her gut to gently slosh it around, hoping to aid in digestion. The feeling of her prey fruitlessly trying to escape their fate pleasant upon her hoof, as the pair had been slotted into an economical 69 to sit out their short time stay in the kneading stomach. The interlocking of their bodies making it so as they struggled, they were fighting against each other just as much as the thick stomach wall that was even now contracting rhythmically over them to loosen them up into a more workable form.

Dash and Fluttershy continued to squirm and scream for help as they pressed against each other as the stomach forced their bodies to interlock so that their heads came to a rest positioned neatly between each other’s nethers. the tart and acrid acids pooling around them burning their sinuses with the off smell of the bubbling broth, that was being worked into their tender epidermis by the walls of the stomach contracting and rubbing uncomfortably against them as it clamped down to seize its prize.

Being as light deprived as it was in the caustic cauldron, neither of them could see their manes and coats being rubbed away, or their skin being reduced to a flaking leather.—it wasn’t until the caustic acids were being massaged into their open wounds that the real cries of pain and anguish started up as their nerves singed as the sparking tissues were turned to a sluice that drizzled off their bodies to form the stew they were wallowing in. the gastric chamber relentless as it reduced the mares into their base components with its highly tuned enzymes, eager to turn two mares into a single thick meaty soup.

While this nightmare was going on in her gastrointestinal tract, Nightshade with all her blood flowing into her gut to help her digest her massive load, had fallen soundly asleep. Nightshade’s body going all out to process her melting victims just a few yards away from their friends, who could possibly help her crying, begging prey.

Unfortunately, those pleas went unanswered, and several hours later, Nightshade’s eyes fluttered open to find her two stallions standing over her in silent guard. Her stomach had shrunken enough to allow movement, but even so, it was still bulging out comically. The sounds of processed melted meat being sucked through her intestines quite clear, as she stirred, the uncouth noises sort of like water draining from a sink with a few sloshes as gas settled within the snaking intestinal tunnel as the sluiced pony was shuttled along the velvety chute.

“I suppose nopony else came for them?” asked Nightshade. When the stallions shook their heads, she smirked and patted her middle, the motion causing her to burp, reminding her of a lingering aftertaste of her midnight snack. Rolling the flavor of marinated mare upon her tongue, Nightshade smiled as it tasted like victory.

“Well, I suppose these two will take some time to work off, but this quest to make the sunrise once more has failed, that much is certain.” Said Nightshade as she tried to rise, but the added weight on her middle held her down like a sack of potatoes as she was still hauling the biomass of two liquidated Pegasi. With a little help, Nightshade stood and with her smug smirk plastered on her face, she addressed her lackeys.


“Alright, let’s report back to Nightmare Moon. I’m sure she’ll get a kick out of this.” Nightshade said before she hiccupped, feeling an acid weathered bone pop from the pressure as the slurry in her gut shifted causing the weakened mineral deposit to shatter. With her legs bowed around her drooping belly Nightshade then waddled off, her mind wondering how her master would react when she pinched off a coiling chocolate snake peppered with colorful fur and ruined feathers.

Though the fate of the two Pegasi were known, it was tough to say exactly what happened to the rest of the group. In truth, anypony could make up their own ending, as the remaining four were never heard from again. But in the end, regardless of outcome, the gap was impassable, and the group’s quest ultimately failed in catastrophic failure leaving them no choice but to try and slink back to Ponyville with their tails between their legs. Equestria fell under the reign of the terrible mare known as Nightmare Moon, and as she had promised her night would last forever, as the celestial princess never martialized to challenge her tyranny, though her dark adversary did appear with a rounded middle for a few days after princess Celestia’s disappearance.

With her mentor missing no one took the time to look for the missing Twilight Sparkle, though it’s likely her and her friends were picked off by the beasts and plants of the Everfree, never to be seen again…………….

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Today we have a special collab between me and Crazy Water ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Crazy+Water ). This is no ordinary collab as what started as a simple task quickly morphed into a major project which was not what i was expecting from this trubute to some of the earliest pony vore i can remember.

Back in the day Trainkay a user who is no longer active posted a few flash fictions back in 2012, and they were the first real pony vore stories i remember reading. Because of this and the show ending i decided it would be fun to rewrite one of his plots and this is the end result.

Seeing as the show is coming to an end i decided a fun little tribute would be to rewrite one of his plots and get a piece of art to go along with it in a flare of OG pony vore. The end result was a story 3 times longer then Trainkay's original work and me finding a 1 day task stretching out into a weekend long excursion.

I am exceptionally grateful Crazy was happy to obligue and this is the end result of are shared efforts. I hope you guys enjoy this blast from the past :)

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