The mare turned meal had been giddy at first, but now she was starting to panic. Line looking at the spectacle in amusement as it was way too late for anything to be done, as at this point Piper was little more than a pair of lower legs and a twitching tail hanging from the lips of a bloated worm. The pegamare was going to be worm milk, there was no debate of that fact, as the pony was vital protein which the brown leech required to feed its cheeping brood. The Pegasus the perfect candidate for such a procedure as her hollow bones would allow the mare to melt into a meaty mush with minimal gristle for a smooth smoothie to feed the growing little ones.

Piper didn’t seem to like this idea though, and with her upper body curling up in the compressing crop, she was now protesting quite audibly. The fun in the humid massage now gone as the claustrophobic confines of the worm’s gastric system assaulted the equine’s muzzle with their tart perfume. The worm though remained gentle as it slowly rippled as its hydrostatic skeleton helped it ease its pony dinner ever deeper into its cigar-like form. The creature having no reason to be rough, as it had its mare meal, it was now simply a matter of tucking away its lively lunch to stew, as it casually sucked on the flicking frogs like a grey lollypop.

The annelid big enough to house Piper as a neatly folded fetal bulge, which Line would relish watching smooth out over the span of several hours as the mare was reassembled as easily metabolized pony puree. The promise of food already stirring the juvenile worms as they began to congregate around their mother in anticipation for a hearty portion of Pegasus, though for now, they would have to wait a while for Piper to simmer into a more agreeable soup. The little leeches already growing impatient as they looked at Line with suction cup-like maws that were perpetually puckered in pulsating wafts as began to beg for any table scraps like a hungry dog.

The sight amusing Line, as these tiny maggots would soon grow into voracious eating machines, but for now she could fit them in her hoof. The yellow mare ignoring the muffled mewling from Piper as she slowly picked up one of the little nibblers in the cleft of her hoof as she brought it close to inspect the brown blighter. The creature smelling the carbon dioxide in the earth pony’s breath, and the ambient heat of the mare’s core body temperature that instantly confused the simple creature with the sudden abundance of radiant stimuli. The natural instinct causing the wormlet to curl up into a little ball as if that might protect it from the hooved predator that had scooped it from the safe slime of its mother. The gunky grime adding a sugary glazing to the larvae that crackled lightly from the dry head of Line’s warm body, as she stroked the beastie gently to try and coax it from its shyness. Her hoof running over the runt a few times before it began to unfurl as it concluded that larger equine was no threat to its soft squidgy body.

Line leaning forward so that she rested on the animated bulge Piper made, as she continued to pat the chubby larva, as it grew comfortable in her grasp. The wet sounds of swallowing, and the occasional bumps of Piper’s entombed bucking echoing out of the gargantuan worm that Line was now using as a pillow. the creature warm, but its epidermis was coated in a cool gel-like secretion that acted as a lubricant helping the limbless creature bumble about when it was scrounging for sustenance. The glazing throbbing slightly, as with another strong swallow a wave coasted down the worm’s length in a single fluid motion of undulating peristalsis. The grub nudging Line’s cheek attentively with bribing kisses, as it was no doubt hungry. The chorus of digestion already in concert as Line could have sworn, she heard its little tummy grumbling but that might just have been the echoes a now pony filled stomach gearing up to process a hefty haul of horse meat. Piper would be tucked up tight soon, and then Line could have some fun with the animated bulge, but for now, she would reassure her new friend who sat perched on her leg like a parakeet.

“Don’t worry, Your Mommy is getting your dinner ready……” said Line with a cheery smile, as she placed her hind hoof on Piper’s flicking hooves and with a gentle shove cast her off to the stomach……...

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A lemon to go with Rice's (https://derpibooru.org/profiles/rice ) art trade with Crazy Water ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Crazy+Water ) that can be found here:

https://aryion.com/g4/view/585945 .

In this adventure Line is feeding a worm to help it produce the worm milk it needs to feed the many hungry mouths of its large brood. I hope you guys enjoy this one :)

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