Yaks, griffons, dragons, hippogriffs; Bug was no stranger to foreign food, as she relished the opportunity to experience exotic prey upon her palate, though some like Kirin tended to give her the runs. Bug was none the less undaunted as she thoroughly enjoyed the unique feeling that each creature made as they were reduced to little more than an interesting bulge under her grey fur. The mare feeling every inch of their varied forms as they sat scrunched up withing her before their defining features smoothed away into nothing more than an oblong swelling of sloshing chyme. Bug’s biology was relentless, and in the end be it changeling or buffalo all would end up as little more than an ambiguous lump slowly draining into her winding bowels to be deposited at a later date.

Such rare diversions from the more standard equine slipping past her lips meant Bug normally leapt upon any break from the norm, so when the earth pony saw a pudgy mongoose woman wander into town on a gap year hike, she quickly positioned herself to have a dinner date with the fatty female. The woman looking like an ideal meal, as her curves were well padded with a portly plush, so her body had a light jiggle in her stride as her feminine assets reacted to her gait like jelly. The sight was enough to make Bug’s mouth water, so as soon as the chance presented itself, she would waft her hoof and add something extra to the giddy girl’s drink that was sure to be a kick to the head once the sedatives kicked in.

From there it was just a matter of claiming the tipsy mongoose had had too much to drink and kindly offering to help her to her room at the hostel. Bug well versed in this hunting technique and many a spry and optimistic youth had been turned into a short-term tenant in her tummy after drinking some bad cider. Bug feigning concern, before leading her semi-conscious victim home and securing them as little more than a worming package ready to make a terminal transition down her throat as they were relegated to little more than a lively lunch quaking in her midriff.

Bug feeling the female frame with her frogs as she groped and teased the doughy flesh as she explored the supple mounds. The mongoose a bit off, as she was clad in a cotton wrapper, the earth pony not used to modest meals, so she relished peeling her prey from her packaging. Shorts, shirt, panties, each coming away with little effort as the groggy girl remained unreceptive to the methodical manipulation besides a few weak wriggles as if she were lost in a hectic dream. The garments forming a small pile of crumpled fabric, as Bug left her shapely snack shivering with just her short fur to clad her naked body.

The mongoose shuddering slightly when Bug set her down on the floor in a streamlined sprawl. Goosebumps prickling across her peachy skin as the frigid embrace skirted over her exposed form as she responded to the unsolicited contact with little more than murmurs as her body was explored by curious hooves. The drugs strong enough to knock an usra major on its ass, as if cognizant the larger woman might have been able to overpower her smaller captor, so Bug was sure to make sure such a risk was not even a possibility with the potency of her poisons. The mongoose left stuck in a stupor with her mind a purple haze she could do nothing but respond to the stimuli with drunken delay as without a word Bug claimed her jibbering prize.

Bug’s smirk turning into a yawn as she edged the fidgeting face into her parting embrace. The mongoose’s muzzle like a wedge, as it easily slotted into the gaping orifice as her chin scraped over the teeth with nary a whisper until her black button nose tapped the back of the throat as she shunted to a stop before the inevitable swallow. The gulp rolling over the mongoose’s face as with a yank her pretty features were pulled into the waiting gullet forming a tight seal to her cringing face. The mongoose trying to recoil from the clammy caress of the throat, but with her motor functions impaired she only mewled weakly as her shoulders threaded past the lips, the woman’s breasts following suit as they succulently slid over the lower lip. The perfectly formed breasts sheltered from the cold wait as they were pushed flat to the mongoose’s chest as the mongoose disappeared into Bug in a series of oozing swallows.

Bug salivating profusely as the delectable flavours of her dish helped grease the limp lady for the short slide into the mare’s body that was more than accustomed for meals of this magnitude. The earth pony watching the woman’s hands twitching as she stirred as her head eased through the sphincter into the acrid space of her stomach. The claustrophobic cavity straining as the malleable mongoose was gradually deposited into the groaning gastric organ. The woman seeming to fall in slow motion as Bug tilted her head back and relaxed her throat, allowing gravity to feed her shapely snack into her stretching stomach. The progress steady as the mongoose was dumped into the tart space and began to bunch up, until Bug’s lips came to a rest sucking at the tapering of her waist before her hips and buttocks ballooned outwards as eye-catching curves.


Bug struggling for a moment, as her prey’s morphology meant they were a long and slender thing to slurp. The motions causing the mongoose’s nipples to prod the taut lumen lining before with a sudden chugging gulp Bug surged up the hips as she seemed to lunge a foot up the mongoose’s body like a breaching whale. Bug giving another swallow, but her progress could go no more, leaving her to suck at the woman like an oversized jawbreaker. Bug suspecting this might have happened as the woman’s sturdy spine was acting like a spit, preventing any more of her body entering the already packed gut, leaving her lower half to begin to flail as she came to with her upper body enveloped in kneading muscles.

Bug trying to force the mongoose down as she rolled her neck, her throat pumping like a shotgun, but the sturdy vertebrae failed to give, leaving Bug with the lower half of the mongoose bobbing from her gob. Bug gritting her teeth as she waited for the satisfying sound of the spine to snap so she could fold her feast up in a broken bundle in her belly, but it never came as the mongoose’s body proved more durable than the mare was expecting. Bug giving a few more peristaltic pulls as her maw strained over the rise of the rump before stalling, as with the obtuse bones in the way she could not coast over her lengthy lunch with her normal efficient grace. Bug making sure not to eat future mongeese feet first, so they could fold neatly up instead of this stubborn bint resolutely pitching a tent in her bowels as she could not scrunch up into a flush package of protein like a pony might.

Bug rolling her amber eyes before leaning back to suckle at the tasty tissue resting on her tongue as if she were enjoying a lollypop. The mongoose starting to struggle, then spasm before slipping into silence as she succumbed to the stomach as she burned through the anoxic atmosphere until there was only clinging acid to lather her entombed features. Bug patiently sitting through these failing flails as she knew in a short time the woman would loosen up and then it would just be a matter of forcing her lower half into the sloshing soup of partially digested meat to conclude this little bipedal indulgence…..

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Looks like Bug has found something a bit different than her normal equine fare. Unfortunately, it seems the mare in her gluttonous haste may have bitten off something too big to swallow, well atleast in one piece. Not like that has ever slowed Bug's roll, as I am sure the mongoose girl will digest nicely in pieces once the front half melts enough to slot in her rear end.

My fifth sketch from  Silent_E 's patreon.

This one was again coloured by  plaguetyranno

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