She had just brushed it, but that fleeting moment of contact sealed Silverstream’s fate as her skirting stroll along the seafloor suddenly span into shambles. The meandering mare bumbling right into a trailing tentacle, allowing the lingering limb to latch onto her with a sudden stinging slap. The formel flinching in a jerky jolt, as the blindsiding blow shattered the serenity of her mid-summer swim the instant she had gullibly glided into the grasp of the patient predator.

The avian yelping in aghast agony as the trailing tendrils countless stingers stabbed through her sensitive scales like a million miniature daggers. The prickling punctures of a million nasty needles slowly digging in like hooked harpoons allowing them to spurt their shocking salvos of vitriolic venom directly into her startled system with impunity. Silverstream grimacing as the pain shot up the startled sea pony’s spine like excruciating electricity, as the sea anemone’s powerful paralytic pumped into the panicking pigeon.

The lethal load leaking silently into her veins with a series of spraying surges that unbearably gushed into her overwhelmed organs after only a few thumps of her terrified heart. Her first instinct to flee, but the potent poison percolating through the sea pony was too much for her frail form to bear and the most she could muster was a confused convulsion as the mare’s muscles began to cramp. Silverstream attempting to clumsily thrash free, but with her body bound in boiling ropes, she was unable to shirk the fetters and floundered in the entrenched grip of the colourful carnivore. Any effort she exerted too little too late, as the tentacles draped over her body had long ago embedded into her epidermis, forcefully anchoring the shivering seapony to the menacing medusae that was intent on turning the heaving hen into just another trembling titbit twitching in its tummy.

Silverstream’s situation made even worse as in the hysteria of being hooked her magical necklace had come loose locking her into her more land orientated falcon form. The stylish string snapping in the first frantic frails, which caused her worrying wobbling to intensify as she was met with the stark sensation of suffocation. The sensation of drowning though natural was nevertheless quite queer to Silverstream, as the normally happy hippogriff had spent the vast majority of her life swimming as a sea pony without issue,only to now be backhanded with breathlessness.

The sea normally seeming safe, but that illusion of security had been shattered leaving her to silently scream in the smothering sapphire. A prickling print of dire discomfort raking over what felt like every inch of her skin, only adding to the itch of her chaffing waterlogged fur. The saturated hair weighing her down like soggy shackles that claggily clang to her fidgeting frame as she fruitlessly flapped against her anemone assailant. The clammy feeling a stark contrast to the suffering hugging her haunches, as her cringing curves felt as though they were afire in a confounding combination of sickly stimuli.

The brutal burning sensation only intensifying as the sedentary jellyfish began squeezing the life out of the flailing formel as the twisting tentacles battered her body like brutal brambles. Their scraping caress shooting new screams of pain into her already sobbing nerves, as the indifferent anemone paralyzed its prey to the point of powerlessness in a few scared seconds. Silverstream’s faculties rapidly stalling before invariably shutting down as her anatomy capitulated to the convincing cocktail that had spiked her senses. The beaten bird vaguely aware of a wayward tentacle slither a stroke of her sensitive inner thigh, as it wordlessly passed her more intimate area with all the tenderness of a palm of broken glass.

Instinct replacing thought in the blink of an eye, as Silverstream’s body began bucking involuntarily as her body was forced to bend to slot through the anemone’s malleable maw. The rubbery ring dilating to accept her wriggling rump with a few suckling smooches as it yawned to accept its bird banquet. The forceful fold bleeding the breath from Silverstream’s lungs, as with an exhausted exhale her last gasp billowed from her beak in a burst of bubbles. The hen had held onto it as long as possible, but eventually, the stings raking over her back won out and her beak snapped open in a mewling moan of misery.

The sound never escaping her, as in an instant the salty sea swept in and flooded her burning lungs in a throttling tsunami. Her hand reaching out to the sky as if to ask for help on the off chance she might find a handhold and pull herself free of the deep end’s embrace. It never materialized, and with a few jerks her compromised lungs filled with sloshing seawater and the sea bird slacked off, as her ravaged respiratory system filled to the brim with frigid fluid. The hippogriff gargling as aspirated on aqua in a frothing frenzy that crackled through her aggravated airbags in a choking croak.

The death rattle rustling through the hen before with a final jerk she went still and the light in her eyes dimmed as she died. Her survival instinct instantly quashed, as with a final quiver any cognitive faculties ceased and with a final gargle Silverstream gave up the ghost in a definitive trickle of foaming bubbles. The hen smothered into a reluctant rest that she would never awaken from, her mane wafting in the water like a colourful curtain in a gentle breeze as her relaxed frame was caught in the calm currents surrounding her. Her legs giving little post-mortem kicks as her pliable body began to involuntarily curl as her soft flanks slid down the anemone’s pinching pharynx into the waiting gastric cavity.

Silverstream folding neatly in half, as her flexible frame bent to fit through the pulsing precipice of the toothless mouth. The spread sphincter slurping over her plush posterior as bit-by-bit Silverstream was snuggly slotted into the simply stomach of the massive sea lily. If this had happened during her friendship school days it would have just inhaled her, but the marbled meats of the mature hen proved to be at least several mouthfuls for the hungry hydra, as it set to work forcing its massive meal into its expansive gastrovascular cavity. The first motions clumsy but soon the hippogriff was slowly being shimmied into the accommodating stomach sleeve like a skin-tight sheathe. Each gulping glug gaining a little more ground as bit by bit Silverstream was reduced to just a sizable swelling in the gelatinous beast misshapen stem. The calorie-rich corpse capsizing smoothly into the gapping gullet, and with only a few throbbing undulations the hippogriff had completely sunk into the anemone’s elastic interior. The hen gradually vanishing as she sank into the swelling stomach, and before long the oral orifice puckered and pursed up around the last strands of Silverstream’s wafting mane in a final lethargic swallow.

Silverstream entirely entombed in the grinding gut like the countless crabs she had fed to this monstrosity’s small ilk when she was a chick. The irony lost on the ingested cadaver, as she was just forced into a tight ball of dead meat ready to be broken down to her nutritional singularity once the predator’s biology felt like liquidating this haul of hippogriff protein. The simple creature crammed to capacity, leaving a visible hippogriff hen shaped bulge in the plump polyp, as it settled in to sluice its sizable snack now that Silverstream was fully enveloped by its enzyme laced embrace. The powerful peptides starting to pool, and before long the corrosive concoction would be sufficient for it to fully process its pink prey into nothing but a melted mush of soupy sustenance….



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Silverstream's swim takes a tragic turn, as she falls into the thrall of a particularly large sea Anenome...

My thirty-fifth sketch from  Silent_E 's patreon.

A predatory polyp kindly coloured by my friend  plaguetyranno

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