Cookie’s scream was caught in her throat, the sound gagging as her throat constricted in fear, as her mind tried to process the leathery horror that loomed over her. The pervasive petrification that wracked her body rendering her still and unyielding, the only motion being her heart hammering away as her indecisive body was unable to work out whether to fight or flee.

In truth neither option was viable, as her forelegs were bound behind her back with a taut leather thong, binding her with its constricting strap in a way that prevented any meaningful movement. the true horror of the situation looming as she realized someone had tied her up and left her at the mercy of this disgusting brute of an annelid. This stark revelation causing her to shudder, as her mind was in such a fluxing flutter, brought on by a hazy confusion as Cookie was unable to place how she had even gotten into this situation. Her sheepish inaction giving the gargantuan grub plenty of time to shuffle its sluggish mass over to its pony present, leaving a slick trail of slime in its wake.

Its tongue snaking out of its leathery maw which dilated like a latex seal, parting into a roaring yawn creating a black hole that pulsated in such a way that seemed to beckon the distraught mare. the rolling gullet rife with anticipation as it seemed to relish in the opportunity to let Cookie pass the threshold and take the short stroll down the living slip and slide to its primitive stomach.

Ineffectually wriggling her shoulders, Cookie tried to do something, anything, but even with adrenalin coursing through her system her fetters meant she was unable to do anything but buck slightly in her malicious manacles. Her attention from trying to break her bonds only waning when a slick tongue tickled her cheek with a careful caress as the worm explored the sweet flavour of what had been dumped in its pen.

The touch causing Cookie to yelp like an injured fox, the fear and terror tangible as she bellowed a primitive noise that had no other meaning then to explicitly state her most base survival instincts. The sounds of mewling filling the air as she just shut down, a few weak spasms in her legs was all she could muster in response. It lingered for a time before instead of retreating back into the crevasse like cavity that was the creature’s massive mouth, the boa like tongue started to snake over and around Cookie’s neck like a hangman’s noose and drew tight in its cold squishy embrace.

The worm rising up like a displaying cobra, its tongue continuing to wind down Cookie’s body, looping over her forehooves, tasting the tender frogs for a moment before continuing its ramble over the hyperventilating barrel. The tip stroking its way over her hip like a stallion’s hoof at a regal waltz, as it continued its probing dance down her body with serpentine vigour. The tip lingering almost sensually, before abruptly diving into Cookie’s moderate mammaries and began to glaze them in an enamel coating of drool drizzle. The molesting motorboating continuing as it slipped betwixt the breasts and ended its journey skirting the edge of her tight arse. The pointed tentacle performing a ballet around the clenching ponut as it blinked away like a hazard light, as if to warn the worm the poop pucker was a no-go zone.

It seemed to acknowledge the rhythmic twinkle of the chocolate star and the worm did not continue its advance to violate the taut and trembling sphincter. The limber limb instead hooking itself around the back of Cookie’s leg and cupped a firm feel just below Cookie’s quivering quim that sat exposed in the defilade of her malleable mons that sat upon the living G-string. With a firm grip the worm then just slowly retracted its tongue like a ship weighing its anchor.

Cookie was powerless to resist the firm muscle, and just slowly inched upwards as she ascended towards the gaping maw that parted wide to receive her, drool and other fluids dripping in dollops from the chasmal jaws. Tears coming to Cookie’s eyes as she saw her fate rapidly approaching in the form of a salivating mouth and a pulsating gullet eager to receive her so she could be reduced to an appealing bulge stewing in the great beast’s midsection. The rustling akin to more of its spawn like ilk coming from outside of Cookie’s peripheral vision, but she was almost in a trance unable to look away from the dark tunnel she was fast approaching.

Her eyes unable to break from this hypnotic portal of throbbing piping, only managing to stop when it was about to overtake Cookie’s cringing face, the mare closing her eyes in a flinch expecting to hit a brick wall as the worm slotted her into a streamlined position to don the beast as a short term living dress that she would only be able to wear once.

Instead of a tight and suffocating opening, it was more like slipping into a sodden body sock. The throat expanding to accommodate the mare easily in a form-fitting seal as she easily transitioned from cool air to humid flesh without the creature breaking a stride. There was no swallowing, just an oozing sensation, as Cookie was effortlessly inhaled by the creature, almost as if her attractive body was perfectly formed to coast down its guzzling gizzard.

The claggy confides like a bucket of icy water dumped on the earth pony and she immediately began to struggle like her life depended on it, a poignant reaction as it did. unfortunately her response was staggered, and in the few seconds, this reaction took to process she was already in past her shoulders and with the throats traction on its side the worm just strained its hydrostatic skeleton as Cookie was now just a few contractions away from becoming a shapely lump about halfway down the creature's body.

Protesting and bucking her hips to the best of her ability that the worm would allow, Cookie began to scream up a storm, but from her compromised position brought on by her bondage, she could do naught but stir a ruckus and flick her hind hooves like a foal having a tantrum. These twitches soon silenced as two sets of mandibles slotted over the flailing legs like a pair of tights and moved up the calves in a pattern of assertive swallows. The claustrophobic lumen holding the mare still as the crushing oesophagi of two more worms began to rapidly overtake Cookie’s lower extremities as the feeding frenzy began to develop.

Soon the only part of Cookie left to be enveloped was her thighs and her wide hips, her crotch boobs bobbing back and forth as her limited range of motion reduced her to thrusting her pelvis in a meagre display of increasingly less resistance. At some point during the feeding as forth worm had formed a suction cup-like grip on her left buttock but it was almost immediately bullied off by the larger worm that had no intention of sharing. These slabs of fat were after a few more seconds of voracious feeding the only part of her speckled body outside the trio of gluttonous worms, as the three partied vied for the nutritious mountains of mare meat.

This oral tug of war continued for a time, Cookie struggling, as she found out that the beasts consuming her had hook-like teeth, that stopped her squirming free from the bear trap like innards. The needle-like bristles holding her firm and preventing the creatures regurgitating the mumbling mare, who sat in a state of limbo as the stubborn beasts refused to capitulate. The trio of gullets pulling on Cookie as if she were on the rack, her joints screaming as she was stretched to a point where her body could no longer bear. the gullets one-way streets and their tenacity far outweighed the plump pony’s biological limits.

With a primal scream of agony that shook the heavens, Cookie’s hips gave, her left leg dislocating followed a moment later by the right, flesh tearing and blood spurting as she was torn asunder. In an instant, her broken body went in 3 different directions as with no longer anything holding her in place, she practically flew into a triad of simmering stomachs. The mare could only grunt as her tits were smushed flat and she practically dolphin dived into the gut, the pooling acid immediately burning her jagged wounds, leaving her to writhe in agony in the few short moments before blood loss claimed her. Her legs were no different, twisting like headless eels as the shredded flesh let raw nerves spark in the aggressive enzymes, inducing erratic spasms in the misplaced limbs.

After a few moments, these motions stopped, bar a few futile fidgets that marked the last motions Cookie would ever make as she expired. Her last breath leaving from choking lungs before she slipped from the mortal coil leaving behind a large amount of horse meat that would soon be another type of coil entirely. But the process to butt butter was a slow one, the exothermic worms not rapid digesters, so their bulbous bellies would be slow to deflate, as the hunks of mare meat within were reduced to visceral balls of bloody gore, that over countless coats of acid would be reduced to little more than calories and the pony’s useless components that would be rejected.

This rejection process already taking place as with burps flesh stripped bones left retching mouths in globules of slime, the bones clattering on the floor in pools of steaming snot. The muscle and fat plucked from them leaving them a brilliant white as all tissues had been sluiced to form a soupy mush in the gurgling guts of the stuffed worms. The weak worm that had been scared off mouthing them for a time before leaving disappointed as would go hungry, the creature shuffling off to look of more prey, leaving its kin to digest their haul. The trio bundling up and looking rather smug with themselves as the sounds of processing pony lulled them to sleep…...
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Yet another collab between me and Crazy Water ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Crazy+Water ).

In this story a unfortunate mare finds herself awakening face to face with a leech like abomination, for some reason i feel Bug was involved in some capacity. XD

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