One motion was all it took; as a simple strike sent the ladder wobbling precariously, as Twilight noticed too late to stop it tilting past the point of no return. The alicorn letting out a high-pitched yelp as fear kept her wings pinned to her back as she tried to pitifully attempted to reobtain her balance to save herself taking the now inevitable tumble. The princess expecting her griffon student to foot the ladder to save her a fall, but instead, he just let his plan play out.

Gallus just taking a step back and lining up his beak with here he felt the princess’s crash trajectory would lead. The griffon then just opening his beak and relaxing his throat as he knew gravity would do the rest of the work. Twilight making a few distressed sounds as she swayed precariously before the ladder keeled and she capsized backwards on the short drop to the stones below. The alicorn perhaps hoping Gallus would catch her and do so he did though not in the manner the mare expected.

Twilight seeing the ground fast approaching, as Gallus just stood there his gob agape, as the Headmare hurtled towards the open orifice. The mare instinctively flinching in anticipation of impact as she expected to headbutt the griffon with enough force to rattle her teeth. Her violet eyes closing as prepared for pain, but instead of a hard crunch, she hit a spongy screen that enveloped her upper body in warmth as if she had landed in a pool of thick custard, that followed a sound that had to be an audible gulp.

The mare opening her eyes to find only darkness, a moist heat pervading her upper body as she found her winds and forelegs bound to her barrel by some unseen bindings. Her instincts prompting Twilight to wriggle, but she found only her hind legs had any field of movement, as her horn began to sputter so that she might illuminate her odd situation. The purple twinkle of magic lasting for but a second but it was enough to show a claustrophobic pink and pulsing interior. The sight dumbfounding Twilight as the educator could not explain where she was, before she felt a slight motion that unbeknownst to her was Gallus rolling back on his buttocks so he might more easily swallow the half-ingested mare. The sounds of her voice echoing as muffled meeps from withing him, as he just ignored her jibbering and claimed her as little more than the meal ticket to a perfect grade. the strumming of her words tickling his sternum as a head began to bob in his belly as the stupour of the first confident swallow began to wane.

The griffon just giving a swallow to claim another few inches of lavender fur, as Twilight’s brain caught up with her and she realized she was up to her waist in griffon gullet. The princess squirming, as she bucked about blindly, unable to find purchase. Her motions doing little other then slowly worm her way down the throat as with the slick slope of the throat gripping her, she just oozed into Gallus seemingly effortlessly. Her face smooshed by peristaltic pushes as she was dragged ever downwards, as the princess began to make panicked sounds of confused unrest at this unexpected betrayal. Gallus thinking she might be trying to reason with him, but aside from the crackle of her horn failing to ignite as she tried to blink out of this predicament, he could not hear anything through the gag that was his body enveloping the pony in its kneading grasp.

The next swallow starting to cover Twilights wide hips as the cutiemark clad flanks slowly sank into the dilated gullet, unable to do anything but tense and clench in dissatisfaction for the current predicament. The fatty rump padded by years reading textbooks in the sanctuary of a library slowly compacting as it was chugged into Gallus’s waiting stomach. the large slab-like plot the hardest part, but even so the protesting princess was easily slipping into Gallus’s upper digestive tract as if she was donning a dress.

Another swallow forcing Twilights hind legs to fold upwards as she was rapidly losing any field of motion as her student inhaled her like candy. Gallus detecting a hint of plumb and blackberry upon his palate, his limber tongue slathering his regal meal, until he accidentally tapped the princess’s royal jewels causing her to wince, and his young hormonal mind suddenly had a devious thought. How many people could say they had slurped the snatch of an alicorn, the street cred alone tempting the cock to give another slow lick as Twilight reflexively slammed her tail down to attempt to protect her private parts. The quim quivering as the wiry tail tried to form a curtain over the molested marehood, but it did nothing to deter the slow licks as Gallus tasted the tempting taint.

The griffon had time, he knew that, if Smolder showed up now he would just shovel his lively meal into his stomach and end it with a quick burp. He had her, it was not just the speed he wanted to swallow the rapidly growing smaller part of her yet to be entombed in his more powerful body. The tip of his tongue flicking the folds of her flower, the tulip unable to withstand the grope, as the gullet continued to grind over the now whining princess. She was meat now, her memory would be wiped and it would be like this never happened, so the greedy griffon took advantage as his tastebuds tickled her frantically flickering ponut and her now sodden snatch. The formel already thinking about how he would brag about this to his friends in Griffonstone as he got rather wrapped up in his conquest of the flat tooth as his base nature began to creep in as he devoured another sentient creature like a sandwich.

His sea-blue eyes just watching Twilight’s hooves twitch, as he mulled his meal lost in the euphoria of the hunt. His judgment clouded as he was vulnerable as he fed, but it was only when the door to the office opened to the twinkle of magic, did he realise he may have overdone it.......


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Part two of my Collab with Mrleft ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Mr-dot-Left09 ). In this scene, Gallus moves in for the kill as he claims a princess as protein and a future pellet. Unfortunately for the mare, it seems his mind also decides to sample the more musky areas leaving the gluttonous griffon open for another member of faculty to walk in on him dining. Hopefully, he can handle it......

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