“You’re next dweeb,” growled Gilda as she pushed the petrified Fluttershy to the ground. The bird bloated by the unmistakable shape of a Pegasus mare that distorted the glossy down, with each suppressed motion of the entombed equine. The sight of the stuffed griffon causing the cowardly Pegasus to freeze up in terror when she witnessed the hen taking her prismatic friend with little more than a few strong swallows. The griffon chuckling as she mounted the petrified pony so the writhing bulge that was Rainbow Dash rested on top of her pinning the mild mare to the floor. The formel surprised that the equine had not lived up to her yellow belly and fled, but she would not pass up on a second snack, and she was fast to claim the only witness to her oral overindulgence.

“You feel that, that is exactly how you are going to wriggle once the acid gets to you,” continued Gilda, as she let the animated swelling that Rainbow had been reduced to spasm sporadically upon Fluttershy’s chest as she let the mare breathe in her flailing future. Dash within shrieking up a storm, as she felt her body press down on somepony, though her stifled screams were little more them muffled murmurs to Fluttershy's ears, as her devourer’s feathers smothered her protests into little more than distorted whispers. The sounds causing Fluttershy to meep meekly, as the passive pony didn’t even muster a struggle as she sat under the sloshing sack holding her simmering friend.

Gilda then grasped Fluttershy’s shivering head and pulling it to her bloated belly so Rainbow’s bucking would bump into her mare’s muzzle, as the griffon rubbed her conquest in her next passengers cringing face. The scrunched-up shape Rainbow made bobbing about blindly as she was forced into a curled-up ball of quivering flesh, as Gilda subdued the equine ready for digestion. Her old friend disappointing Gilda, as the griffon had thought the Pegasus was something different, but in the end, she had taken her no differently than any other horsefly. The cocky mare losing her fire no sooner had she hit the gullet, as the splash of spittle reminded her of her place in the food chain.

The fight already sapping from the mare within her as the caustic soup she sat in simmered eager to process the Pegasus into protein. The mare bent into a fetal ball, leaving her to stew in a mixture of her own sweat and thick gastric phlegm. The sauna-like confines causing the Pegasus’s flesh to flush as she began to perspire as she was tucked away tight in a shroud of tart tissue. Head to her chest Dash could do nothing but protest ineffectually, but a few breaths of the stale air left her voice raspy and low as the acidic air stung her sinuses. The mare was unable to kick, unable to scream, leaving her little more than a jibbering mass fidgeting weakly as she could already feel the sting of her hide rubbing raw.

Gilda sunning herself in the fading fight, as she felt the fear from Fluttershy radiate into her palm. The mare squeaking and quaking like a leaf, even if she had been overcome as easily as crossing a doormat. The dull lump Dash had been reduced to twitching as the Pegasus settled into her new role, leaving the motions to tickle Fluttershy’s face as the convulsions disturbed the feathers on Gilda’s protruding breast. The words causing Fluttershy’s already thundering heart to quicken even further as the kind organ felt like it mild explode from the stress.

“Oh, don’t look so sad, you will be with Dashie soon…” said Gilda in a tone feigning comfort, the griffon's hand stroking Fluttershy’s snout as if she might soothe her shaking body. The talons draping over the soft flesh like daggers as they raked the fur, leaving the buttery hair ruffled as the terrified Pegasus knew it would only take a swift slash to draw blood. Gilda then letting out a wet burp, that echoed as a triumphant roar, as the satisfied falcon vented a good chunk of Rainbows limited air. Fluttershy's face going pale as she felt the fettered motions, her flowing main ruffled by the moist wind as she just retreated inwards as she went into shock from the stress of what she was being subjected too. A few ruined feathers and clumps of greasy hair coming up in the salival shower, as the gust brought up some of Dash’s more colourful components. The loss of atmosphere causing Rainbow to renew her thrashing as her difficulty breathing triggered a panic response as if she was drowning in the digestive depths.

“….. then I will pass the pair of you as nothing more than a pretty little pellet,” elaborated Gilda, as she told Fluttershy her plan to dispose of what little remained of the Pegasus' once they had been sorted by the bubbling bowels. Fluttershy looking like she was about to cry, her lip tensing as if the mare was about to plead or apologize for some trivial transgression, but Gilda descending maw silenced her so she never got a chance. Gilda leaning down, beak wide giving the distraught mare a good look at the pulsating oesophagus, as it rolled in a peristaltic rhythm ready to receive her. The back of the throat beckoning the mare to pass the portal and slide to the stomach to join her friend, leaving her to simply grimace as her snout slotted into the gaping beak. The bill's moist interior forming a sodden seal upon Fluttershy’s gritted muzzle, before with a rolling gulp the swallowing began in earnest…….

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Looks like Gilda has tired of Rainbow Dash's friendship and decided to end the relationship with a burp. It looks like their last dinner date is going to end with a second course though as Fluttershy is shown her imminent fate as food for the falcon.

This is a commission I got from  doesnotexist which I got when they opened up comms a little while ago. I would like to thank them for picking my request, and I am very happy with how it turned out. :)

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