“You really are pathetic aren’t you,” chided bug as she wrapped her hind legs around her thrashing middle as she easily contained her lively meals motions. The moth pony putting up a fight, but it was too little too late, as they were already entombed in Bug’s barrel to be digested at her leisure. This little dance wouldn’t change that fate, it just meant the tawny twit would die tired, as Bug’s belly was already gearing up to convert the animated lump into little more than a meaty chyme.

The wriggles slowing as Bug applied a bit more pressure forcing the bug pony into a tighter ball, as they were forced into little more than a ball of matted fur and quivering flesh as the earth pony’s biology dominated the fluttering fool. The mare letting out a few shushing coos as she let Stem give up, the twitching continuing as no doubt the acid was already starting to itch the more sensitive openings to their bundled body. The Moth Pony’s anus and nose already raw as the softer tissues already began to lyse in the corrosive confines of the caustic cavity.

Stem was trying to say something, protests perhaps, but to Bug, they were just the soft meeps that she could barely discern over the sound of her own body digesting the mewling morsel. Bug just stroking the animated bulge as it trembled beneath her frog as the acid no doubt began to bite into the downy pony’s hide spurring weak fidgets as their nerves began to chafe. The rubbing of her gut slathering stem in enzymes as the sluicing soup geared up to turn the poor stallion into little more than a gunky stew.

“Go on… Fight…. It might work,” mocked Bug as she ran her frogs over the dull shapes distorting her slate fur with the vague outline of a pony. She knew it was pointless, she just wanted to see if the insect had a good survival instinct, which based on the motions was seeming about average as they were quick to capitulate as little more them blubbering fodder once they hit the stomach acids. The mare resting her ear on the bucking bulge, as she listened in on her prey’s protests, eager to see what enlightened thing they might muster from the grinding depths of Bug’s bowels.

“Let me out!”

“I am not food,”

And a few other obscenities trickling through over the glurping sounds of glands filling the fleshy space with even more nipping juices. The sounds amusing Bug as she refrained from burping up the stale air that was sustaining these sounds quaking her midriff in a mild massage. The mardy mare letting Stem stagnate in the form-fitting gastric sleeve, as for now, the suffocating spasms could wait until their rocking grew dull.
Bug content to let the digestive dance play out as she was lulled to sleep by her pitiful preys defiant squirming rocked her into a sleep coma so she could process this active bundle of calories. Then Bug heard something that made her ears prick up, as it made the mare chuckle, the snicker coming from her snout intensifying as she realized how easily she had confidently ingested this stupid stallion.

“I will give you the worst indigestion if you don’t spit me out,” the folly of the statement enough to make Bug correct the moth. Her steely hooves seizing Stem through her skin in a vice-like grip that made the pony buck within her like a child hooked by the ear. Stem’s back legs trembling as they tried to pull away, but in the claustrophobic stomach, they had nowhere to go as Bug reprimanded him.

“Listen dear….” Started Bug, her voice dripping with condescension as she throttled the worming Stem within her. The mare’s core clenching to hold him still as she began to fondle around on her side table looking for something to prove her point.

“I can barely feel your jerks, they are not even echoing in my body cavity…..” corrected Bug as her frog found what she sought, as the mare slammed it on the desk and brought it to her mouth.

“And at this point, your mine, Just tuck your head in and turn into a ball of meat, your just making this harder for you than it needs to be,” cemented Bug, as she made it abundantly clear exactly where the moth sat in the food chain, before she realised she was strangling the bug and she relented.

“N….nooo, I will make you puke me up” whimpered Stem as he felt Bug ease off, if only a little, giving him the courage to stand up to this big bully. The bravery unfounded as Bug just didn’t want to snuff out her snack too soon, as she would rather have the dinner entertainment to be full of riveting motion.

“Yes, now give in to your base nature…” Corrected Bug, her words snide and saturated in sureness as she gave a single confident swallow as she gulped down the thing that would prove her point. A glowing orb oozing down her neck as she felt a small lamp rock slither to the stomach, which caused the moth pony to cease their motions the moment it was spat through the sphincter. Bug callously chuckling to herself as her point was proven, and the stallion within was basically catatonic until the little stone burnt out in a few minutes. The mare already anticipating the struggles to renew with intensified vigour as no doubt a bit more liquidated soft tissue would be mixed in the stomach secretions at that point, and exposed nerves always got even the most reluctant of prey kicking.

Until then though Bug could lament on yet another conquest lured in with simple carnal promises. The mare leaning back as she felt the frigid form within her, secure in the knowledge that soon enough it would round out, but a part of Bug was curious how long she would be burping up cotton hair as the moth had been a rather fuzzy fellow. These ruminations interrupted by a few wet burps, as Bug began to slowly deflate the excess air in her bloated barrel. The mare having a good groping of a suspicious shape protruding from the normally curvy frame in the still in the storm, before with a shrug she revelled in her triumph.

“I caught a bug!”

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A bit of a spontaneous Collab between me and Stem (https://derpibooru.org/profiles/StemTheBug ). In which Bug easily gulps down their oc before further bullying the poor insect.

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