Each thrust blended into the next, as Gingerbread’s gag reflex was way past the point of responding. Her eyes cloudy, tears trickling as her normally bright and enthusiastic stare was replaced by a bank expression of dour hopelessness. The unicorn mare slack as she hung suspended from a curled tendril that was wrapped around her now painfully swollen belly. Her face stinging with the luminescent slime that caked her lips as if she had eaten slug flavoured soap, as it dried and chapped her soft features.

She could taste her own blood, mixed into a coagulating emulsion with the oily slime lubricating her squelching throat. The tentacle rolling down her gullet until it felt like it was tapping at the stomach sphincter rubbing the oesophagus raw with its powerful piston-like pushes into the mare’s soft insides. Her lungs burning with each beat as her body slowly ballooned with whatever greasy gunk the creature was spurting into her stomach at regular convulsing intervals. The mare far past protesting, as her gullet gagged before relenting and letting the next spurt of sickly sauce squelch into her gut.

The unicorns battered cheeks scarred with the rivers of ink that had been her mascara, the makeup doing little other than sting her already bloodshot eyes as she felt her body slipping into shock. Her fatty bosom clapping slightly as the breasts jiggled against each other as each impact dissipated through Ginger’s body causing her thighs to tense. Her body just reacting at this point, the fight has gone from her as she now let out slow sporadic breaths as her lungs felt like lead in her ribcage. Ginger wanted to die, to let this pain be other as her oral raping had ravaged her mind to the point where she could barely muster movement. she was tired, her body broken as little more than some unseen horrors plaything, her gut gunked up by whatever foul gametes it had gushed down her gullet. The consistency of the broth like jello, leaving the mare little doubt that it contained the spawn of this sinister entity.

Her eyes going murky as she went into a slight spasm, her body not mustering more, as she was too spent so do aught but fidget. Ginger watching the living pipe in front of her contort and bulge as the next gallon of slime squeeze down the terrorizing tubing. The last few twitches faltered before they started, and the mare gave up the ghost with a gurgle, as her skin convulsed in places from muscles flooding with death hormones. The worm wrangling her giving a few more spurts of its fertilized brood into the warm corpse before discarding its ragdoll to land in a contorted heap on the floor to fall into the thrall of rigour mortis.

The worm leaving her to settle for a second, some of its steaming eggs seeping from her stuffed cadaver like egg laced vomit, as the sloshing stomach settled with its simmering seed. The worm recomposing itself after spending its gonads contents before it wrapped a trailing tendril around its still surrogates’ leg and dragged Ginger’s lifeless corpse to a gestation chamber so its spawn might hatch in safety. This annelid not requiring a living host for its fornication to germinate, as it would use the fresh flesh as nature intended to create a stilted husk to further its species. The lively larvae now hatching in the impregnated unicorn sure to love their equine vessel when they repurposed her nerves. Their nature compelling them to graft with Ginger’s muscles and bones so that they could use the pony’s frame as a reanimated puppet to propagate their parasitic plague.

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In this collab between me and Crazy Water ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Crazy+Water ), an unfortunate mare finds herself the breeding bag for an overly assertive worm. The only posivite is she does not live long enough to see her beautiful body repurposed as a bloated corpse that will infest her friends and loved ones.

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