Terabyte giggled as her belly wriggled with the rhythm of pleasure. The silver mare finding great joy in the happiness of her master as she felt the cyan pegamare within her polishing her silver with boyish vigour. The prismatic pony thoroughly enjoying herself within the moist cavity of the Cymare’s pseudo-womb, allowing the aspiring Wonderbolt to rock gently in a comforting fetal position. Tera’s body giving the protection of a second skin that vibrated lightly to cradle her master in the safe embrace of her sterile innards.

“Is everything to your liking miss Dash?” enquired Tera as she rubbed her engorged belly to continue to massage her cooing occupant. The cymare’s cheeks already a rosy hue as her innards stretched pleasantly giving her firm feedback from her enraptured masters pleasure. The mare thoroughly enjoying the cosy confides which gave Tera a sense of elation as her primary imperative was being fulfilled.

Tera in bliss as she just soothed the pegamare within her with tranquil tones and soft strokes. The pleasure of her productivity making her circuits hum as her synthetic biology responded to micro motions to ensure Dash had a stellar stay within her accommodating body cavity. this pleasurable paradise not to last though as the sensual session was soon interrupted by the intrusion of a certain mardy mare.

“Miss Zapper,” cheeped Tera, not expecting to see the grey earth pony as her courtesy module kicked in to give a formal greeting. The synthetic wrapping her forelegs around her belly to perhaps protect her passenger as she knew at times Bug could be rather unpleasant to be around if her memory banks were correct. The mare knowing that if Bug was in one of her moods the outcome was usually caustic in nature, so putting on her normal disarming face Tera followed her protocol.

“How may I help you today Miss Zapper?” she replied with her normal chipper optimism her blue eyes using their extensive implants to see if there was any visible stress she could massage out.

“Terabyte I need you for something,” replied Bug, as she took in the sight of the bloated belly animating with the vague shape of somepony pleasuring themselves. The barrel bouncing slightly as feminine sounds of exertion escaped as stifled whispers of lust.

“I am sorry Miss Zapper, I am currently having a session, if you would like I can schedule you…” explained Tera, as she continued to caress her taut tummy, clearly enjoying the echoes of her dopamine drenched client. Bug growing impatient as she placed her hoof on Tera’s lips and let out a low hush from between her teeth silencing the long-winded response.

“I don’t have time for this, Terabyte state your current client,” replied Bug curtly as she had a quick solution for this dilemma.
“Miss Zapper for confidentiality I cannot dis……”

“Reflog,” said Bug, as she used an admin phrase to bypass Tera’s normal security features. The earth pony having been around the cymare enough to know what made the domestic product tick.

“Miss Rainbow Dash,” replied Tera concisely, her ears cocking as she became more open, as her programming dictated, she was in the care of a trusted technician. bug smirking at the name as she recognized it and felt vindicated as that Wonderbolt always looked the type to want to curl up in a cunt.

“Terabyte, delete user Rainbow Dash, then reboot,” commanded Bug as she waited the few short seconds it took for Tera to confirm her order and follow through.

“User Rainbow Dash deleted,” replied Tera with her normal helpful eagerness, before she blinked hard and opened her eyes with a confused look. The mare trying to stand but finding a mare worth of mass handing from her middle she found herself rather sedentary.

“Miss Zapper?” Tera said as her servos gave a quick twitch as she returned to operation, clearly disorientated by the unexpected reboot. The quake startling Rainbow Dash within, who suddenly realised something was not quite right, a muffled meep coming from the shapely swelling as she tried to ask Terabyte if everything was okay.

“Please call me Bug,” stated Bug, with an eye roll as she gave the unit her preferences. Tera’s programming helpful but bumbling, so Bug was usually patient with the cymare as her cutesy demeanour had a way of smoothing her normally crass edge.

“I will be with you in a moment Bug, I am sorry but I currently have 176 pounds of Biomass in my womb in need of processing,” smiled Terabyte as she clenched her cervix sealing her womb as she began her normal decontamination protocol. Tera’s mind blanking hard as she could not compute that the lively lump within her was a pony as her sensors did not have an occupant currently logged.

A pained yelp suddenly coming from her abdomen as her core clamped down and her interior flooded with enzymes and other digestives to deal with the hefty load of biological material within her. Rainbow starting to thrash about as a startled look flashed on Terabyte’s face as she expected to be processing a large inactive deposit of sexual secretions. The cymare’s lips quivering as she let out a long sudden moan as the flailing in her midsection intensified with every passing second as Dash was dowsed in digestive fluids prompting her to buck blindly as she was melted into a disinfected protein chyme.

Bug just watching the show with a bemused look, as Tera was overwhelmed by the sudden erratic stimuli that were bouncing about her body in waves of ecstasy. The motions fast losing their initial fire, but the persistent struggles of a lysing mare continued as Rainbow was stuck in a pressure cooker that was processing her no differently than a spilt load or stale mare honey. The motion leaving Tera as red as a raspberry as she began panting like a dog in heat as she was simply overwhelmed as her tactile nerve web could not cope with what her stomach was being subjected too.

“Please…. stop!” screamed Dash over the gurgles of digestion, her hoarse words lost over the din of glurping sounds as the broth she was glazed in seemed to come to a boil in the rolling belly. the walls kneading her as ever so slightly the pressure was put on as it seemed to be compressing her into an easy to dispose of bundle. The mare feeling her form liquidating as she could do nothing as she was locked into the cramped and very much hostile space that only moments ago had been a relaxing nirvana.

“I- I can’t stop!” stammered Tera, her code dictating that she had to respond to the order even if she had no idea where it had come from, as if Rainbow was a ghost in the shell of the cymare digesting her.

“It feels soooooo good!” continued Tera, a kick causing her to elongate the sentence as she felt her quim quiver as the plastic shook like jelly. The mares cushioning gel unable to suppress the encased Pegasus leaving the tucked-up mare to quake the masticating middle in a flurry of morphing protrusions. Tera wrapping her hoof around Dash’s neck to try and contain the protests, as the mare rocked about from the energy of the storm within her.

“You’re going to make me cum!!” exclaimed Tera before with a sudden crunch her belly compacted sharply causing the struggling stomach to abruptly spasm to a stop. The mares middle then slowly deflating to the crackle of honeycomb bones compounding into a bone meal as her biology dealt with her twitching tenant. The womb acting like a gut as it ground Dash’s broken body into a fine paste to be processed efficiently into little more than lubricant and adipose reserves for the unaware Tera.

The cymare panting as she sat in a slowly growing larger puddle of former Wonderbolt, as she reigned in her processes after that sudden strenuous session. Her wings fanning as she basked in euphoria, her cheeks rosy as she calmed down after her emotional excursion.

“I apologize, I seem to have leaked,” she said in an almost ditzy fashion as she looked at her muggy mark she had left on the floor. the naïve remark making Bug snort slightly, as she saw the once pony-sized bulge was now little more than a lump of paunch and a few stubborn stewing bones. Bug just watching the last traces disappear to a slow symphony of visceral pops, before she got back to the reason she had paid the robot a visit in the first place.

“So as I was saying I need you for something,”

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Looks like Bug has interrupted one of Terabytes sessions. As one would expect it did not end for the poor pegamare tucked up inside the normally mild cymare.

A sort of Collab thing with  Nomipolitan where Terabyte has some more of her cute snuffing adventures. A saucy internal can be found here: https://aryion.com/g4/view/691057

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