Rainbow’s relaxing stroll had taken a turn for the worst the moment she had felt the patter of pepper and a sprinkle of salt hit her haunches like a light rain. The drizzling of spice causing the mare to pause and sneeze, as the zest of the pepper tickling her sinuses like hay fever. The mare’s ears swivelling slightly as she became aware of a slight buzzing, prompting her to slowly turn around to investigate the queer noise.

The Pegasus going wide-eyed as she had just a second to register a gaping maw zooming towards her, before with a splatter of saliva her muzzle hit the back of the throat. A wet swallow washing Rainbow’s face with damp drool as her face was rudely yanked into the waiting gullet. The strike taking Rainbow completely off guard as her hooves came up to try and stop her slipping deeper into whatever was trying to eat her. The mare’s wings flailing as she tried to rip off the moist mask latched onto her face like a leech. The gullet pulsing away as an acrid stench assaulted Dash’s snout as it eased through a straining sphincter like a sour sheathe as she was already entering the accommodating gut.

The slide to the stomach slowing for but a second as with a bumbling jolt the warm embrace rolled over Rainbow like a wave, causing her to grunt as her shoulders thumped past the lips. The creature easily overpowering her lightweight frame, leaving her forelegs pinned to her barrel, adding another pair of limbs to thrash erratically as their range of motion was reduced to fidgets. Rainbow trying to take flight, to shake off the creature devouring her, as with a series of swallows she was dragged ever deeper as each roll of the oesophagus pulled her an inch deeper into the cramped and caustic chamber.

Rainbow panicking at her lack of control, as the perpetual buzzing continued, before she suddenly realized what was inhaling her and it made a shiver run up her spine. It had to be a parasprite, the thought stirring memories as the mare remembered when they had terrorized Ponyville and tried to devour her along with a large chunk of the town. The little blighters’ aggressive eaters and Dash was losing the battle with ingestion as the voracious critter continued to jerkily slip over her body as it overpowered the Wonderbolt one gulp at a time.

The mares struggling limbs soon folded flush and fettered by the throat and stomachs cramped caress. The stomach expanding easily to accommodate the bucking bundle of mare meat, as little by little Rainbow’s toned form was forced to fit, as she bent up as she was practically folded in half to fit. The parasprite coasting over her wide hips as the sweltering sauna that was its innards enveloped her seemingly effortlessly as the gluttonous animal easily entombed her within it.

If she had not been ambushed the Pegasus might have been able to fight off the tiny predator, but from the position of surprise she was caught off guard and unable to get a grip of the situation until it was too late for her to prevent her imminent ingestion. The mare’s rump soon claimed as little by little her hind legs trickled into the clammy darkness, unable to do much other than flick and twitch as they capsized. Small lips pursing over the tips of her hooves, before munching lightly on her technicolour tail, as if the colourful hairs were but hay. The athlete taken as nothing more than a protein-rich meal, as the Parasprite mulled her flavour as it drunkenly hovered with Rainbow as little more than a swelling beneath it. the Pegasus unable to breathe as she was smothered by the stomach lining that had formed a second skin over her tensing body. The gurgles and crackles of the gut deafening to Rainbow as she could hear her own heavy heartbeat as she rapidly fidgeted in the itching interior.

She had to escape, but with her body bound, she could do nothing as her matted fur began to nip at her as it served as a sponge for the pooling stomach acid. The enzymes nibbling at her peachy skin as the parasprite wasted no time processing her for her base nutrients, the fit and lean mare now little more than an eye-pleasing package of calories. The mares muzzle forced between her legs, the position making her spine creak as with every little clench of the gastric wall her she kissed her marehood as the two sets of lips met. The subjugation humiliating, as the Pegasus was forced into the most economical position possible inside the Parasprite as she awaited digestion.

Dash could feel her legs cramping, her body forced into a prenatal shape, as she began to worm weakly within her limited means. The air was stale, the small space rolling and kneading in a perpetual cycle as it simple treated her no different than any of the other fodder these perpetually hungry creatures feasted on. The mare whining nasal tones, as she knew there was no way to coerce the creature into hacking her up, as to be honest she should have been grateful it had not decided to chew when it took her for little more than an aerodynamic snack. The mare's body built for flying letting her tumble down the throat all the easier as she slotted easily into the stomach, and with the courtesy of her honeycomb bones was now sitting lightly within the tart cavity.

The Wonderbolt knew she had to fight, if she faltered, she was food, but from her subjugated stance she could muster nothing as the Parasprite casually slurped up her tail and let out a long-wet burp. The last swallow pulling Rainbow’s dock through the stomach valve, which then eased closed like a camera lens sealing her entirely in the hostile sack to simmer. The mare forced to grit her teeth as her cell tensed around her as if willing her body to pop like an overripe gooseberry before the Parasprite fluttered off to find a place to roost and sleep of its filling pony prey.

The flight almost drunken as the living mass of mare meat within it quivered and shook ineffectually. The large lump beneath the bug defined and leaving little to the imagination as it formed a seal like cellophane around the scrunched-up bulge that Rainbow had been reduced to. The protuberance clearly a lightly paunchy pegamare, her hooves and face pushing out leaving relief like impressions of her soon to be smoothing form. the elastic skin so tight that every little flinch on her cringing face could be seen, from her gritted teeth to flaring nostrils, as she tried to prevent her relegation from competitor to lunchmeat. The glove-like grip was so great that even the outer folds of her plush pussy were visible as a pair of divots as her gyrating hips carved a camel to in the taut skin of her devourer, as the mare was reluctantly snuggled up in the confined space.

The fight against assimilation fruitless, as the parasprite stroked its meal with its stubby limbs as if exploring the contours of its conquest as it savoured the premium food it had partaken in. The mare spirited but soon enough she would spasm to a stop and capitulate as little more than food for the little locust. Her body visible in all its glory as the definition of the animated bump increased with each small burp as Rainbow was robbed of her anoxic atmosphere, as the fit of the molesting stomach grew ever closer to perfect. Rainbow unable to prevent this slow venting, as she settled in to be sluiced to soup, her breathes growing short as she began to succumb to the stifling stomach.

The Pegasus already lightheaded, so all it took was an assertive burp, and the backdraft took her, as the rising star was snuffed out by the gag like grip of the growling gut. It was just a slight shiver, barely discernible from the outside, before a still, as like that Rainbow blacked out and was gone. There was no pleading, nothing more than a few muffled meeps and silence, not like the parasprite cared of the opinions of its food. the episode over in but a few minutes as the food chain was asserted upon the pony who had forgotten her rug on the ladder and such ego had easily been popped with but a few assertive peristaltic pulses.

Rainbow’s body would soon follow her inflated sense of self, as in a few hours she would be reduced to a simmering oblong bulge. The identity lost as the equine shaped bulge turned into an oblong mess of simmering flesh, as it was converted to chyme. Then perhaps the parasprite might reintroduce the pulped Pegasus with her friends, as surely its brood made from repurposed biomass would be hungry for some fresh meat…………….


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Another Collab between me and  FatalTragedy2004 . This adventure brought about by the shared observation that there is very little parasprite content, a hole i was more then happy to rectifiy. Hopefully FT enjoys seeing his fave mare slipping into a form fitting parasprite suit ;)


On a note contrary to my normal rules DO NOT REPOST on sites like Derpibooru - as FT is on their Do Not Post list.

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