In an instant Inkwell was smooching the sphincter, as her shapely snout impacted the rectal ring. The mare letting out a panicked grasp that caused a moist raspberry to ripple across the plump ponut causing Pencil to gasp at the sudden stimulation. Bug’s firm hoof grinding Inkwell’s muzzle into the tender tissue as it began to gradually ease open in a gentle yawn.

The opening widening, as Inkwell’s wedge-shaped skull slotted into the waiting orifice as it relaxed to accept her. the muscular doughnut of flesh offering some resistance as it slackened off to gradually ease the mare’s flaring nostrils into the dank abyss. The crackle of anal phlegm filling Inkwell’s fidgeting ears, as her nose broke the silk-like strands lining the colon cavity, as she crept ever deeper into the dark tunnel.

The anus clenching down as with Bug’s help the worming secretary was threaded through the back door. The soft sphincter rapidly enveloping Inkwells face as in no time her ears were folded flush, so she was a more streamlined shaped to more easily slip her into the steamy interior. The rectal cavity convulsing slightly as it strained around Inkwell’s skull, as it contracted to create a form-fitting seal upon the cringing cranium. Unseen glands matting down Inkwell’s fur with their musky mucus, lubricating the mare for further insertion well staining her coat with their sticky secretions.

A sudden shunt causing Pencil to audibly moan as her lower bowel straightened, as Inkwell’s shoulders came to a rest on the portly ponies padded plot. The anorectal line flinching slightly as its groped Inkwell’s neck with its firm presence like a choker. Bug steering the struggling earth pony, tilting Inkwell to the left before giving an assertive push so that in one fluid motion the mare cleared the sigmoidal colon and began the fill out the large intestine. The motion dislodging Inkwell’s slender shoulders causing a shiver to run up Pencil’s spine as she drew pleasure from the attention to her ample arse.

The slick lumen expanding to accommodate the mewling Inkwell, as a dull bulge began to form in Pencil’s barrel just south of the stomach which was already growling in anticipation of the squirming suppository. The oozing flow uninterrupted as without her shoulders acting as a bulwark, Inkwell was slowly slurped in a single continuous swallow until it eased to a stop upon the widening of her own dwarfed rear. The smaller moon eclipsed as it was framed by the bulky backside, as her hind legs began to buck now finally free from the fettering floor.

“Deep breath now Pencil,” recommended Bug as she adjusting her grip on the tensing tushy, to restrict Inkwell’s motions as she prepared to give the last push to send off the protesting pony. Inkwell’s thrashing about blindly as the clammy colon assaulted her soggy body with its permeating heat, as the pony was powerless to prevent her trip into the velvety labyrinth. Bug not saying a word as she felt the flanks under her frogs flinching, before without a word she gave another powerful push….

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It looks like Inkwell is being ingested, Hopefully, Pencil is used to these backdoor dinners, and can easily take the smaller earth pony. Who am I kidding, we all know she can XD

Part two of a short comic sequence I commissioned from the talented Pennii ( https://twitter.com/SomeFrigginNerd ). Who was Kind enough to lend their oc who is currently having a pony rammed up their rear.

The rest of the series can be found here:

Part one:https://aryion.com/g4/view/596893

Part two: you are here

Part three:https://aryion.com/g4/view/597101

Part four: https://aryion.com/g4/view/597275

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