Twilight Sparkle was a smart mare, and smart mare’s make silly mistakes.

The unicorn illustrating this harsh truth on more than one occasion, as it was not uncommon for the equine’s exaggerated ego to get her in unnecessary trouble. The sceptical student borderline neurotic in her pathological pursuit of scientific discovery, which in combination with her self-assured capacity of competence made her a ticking timebomb for her own hubris. This character fault presenting itself periodically, like now where the miffed mare was arguing with a consumer appliance regarding the relative safety of an internal inspection.

“I must remind you that page 34 of…” politely repeated Terabyte for what had to have been the hundredth time in the last hour, as she repeated the pre-programmed response in a customer support mantra.

“Yeah yeah. I read the manual. I know what I am doing. I just want to see how this works,” brushed off Twilight, as she heard this warning for the umpteenth time today from the anxious android. The unicorn completely failing to heed the helpful suggestion from the chrome cymare, as she bullheadedly wanted to investigate the inner workings of the technologically impressive Terabyte unit she had been sent as a review sample.

The educated equine taking offence that her judgement was being questioned by what amounted to an overclocked toaster, as Twilight was already set on tinkering with the cymare’s components. Terabyte unable to do much more than cutely complain in a pleasant protest as she tried to warn her owner of the foolishness of her undertaking. The soft words falling on death ears, and using an Admin override, Twilight briskly circumnavigated the mechanical mare’s ability to deny her ingestive request.

The inevitable swallowing going smoothing, as Twilight forced herself down Terabyte’s self-lubricating throat with a few shuffling squirms. The reluctant robot more than able to accommodate the pushy pony, and before long the entire equine was safely stowed in the snug stomach cavity. Twilight’s first tentative touches clumsy, as she tried to get comfortable in the clingy confines, but it didn’t take the safely stored student long to adjust to the gentle groping of the gut. Twilight spending a few moments prodding the soft interior with fumbling frogs, as she felt out her surroundings with a few slippy squirms. The unicorn feeling her coat lathered by what felt like coconut oil, as every inch of the gastric sleeve nuzzled against her in an undulating motion. The whole experience fascinating, leaving the mare to mumble mental notes about the pliable polymers surrounding her, as she began to curiously caress the slick space surrounding her.

Everything seeming to go well, as Twilight seemed unfazed and easily able to adjust to the gentle groping of the gut as it went through the standard motions of a comfort session. The massaging movements calibrated to exact calculations to result in the optimum stress relief, even if her worming occupant was too busy to relax and enjoy the kneading bliss. Twilight’s touch tracing the endoskeleton surrounding her as bit by bit she began to get a feel for the design of her devourer. It was incredible, and way beyond the shoddy job she had expected after reading reviews on the manufacture’s previous products. Dare she say the mare was well made, and it just made her curious of what else lurked under the hood of this intriguing unit.

Twilight turning herself around as she checked the engineering on the stomach sphincter she had slithered through, to find the puckered portal had sealed into a snug starfish of rubber and latex. The unicorn prodding it a few times with her hoof tip, but it refused to budge, unlike the more malleable mechanisms that formed the soft stomach. The guarantee of no spills apparent with the quality of the build as if she did not know it was part of a robot, she would have assumed the tensing threshold was biological in origin.

This journey of wonderment evaporating in an instant as she prodded a tender area, she would have been better off leaving alone and the cosy chamber clamped down on her like a hydraulic press. Twilight barely able to let out a yelp before she was smothered out by the sudden whirl of a centrifuge involuntarily spinning up. The struggle short, a few short spasming seconds and then there was no Twilight Sparkle, just a unicorn-shaped lump of processing biofuel. The clear shape rapidly smoothing out into a sloshing swelling as Terabyte liquidated her admin’s assets down to their base components creating a chunky purple protein shake.

A skull and a few other lingering stubborn bits remaining in the pulped pony’s new syrupy state as it patiently waited to be pumped into Terabyte’s stubby lower pipping for processing. The rapid metabolization of the mare frying multiple systems as the unit had jumpstarted to sluice the slab of sustenance into a more workable form. Because of this Terabyte sent out a service required SOS over her onboard Wi-Fi, but by the time a competent person arrived, it was too late to save the slurry draining through Terabyte’s intestines.

The technician not looking too surprised to see the cymare rocking a paunchy potbelly, as he looked past the swaying bulge of lingering residue. The volume that had been Twilight Sparkle still abundantly clear hanging from Terabyte’s midriff, but the technician didn’t even bat an eye as he whipped out his notebook and jotted down the necessary maintenance the android was now going to have to receive due to improper use of her systems. Terabyte rattling off her error codes, before with a wet burp she ejected a bleached white cranium that landed with a clatter on the floor, leaving little doubt in what exactly had transpired.

The technician just sighed, before he uttered a phrase that would soon be all too familiar to Terabyte’s technicians…

“Let me guess. She knew what she was doing…”


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Twilight Sparkle couldn't help herself and wanted to do an internal inspection of Terabyte. Needless to say, mistakes were made.

A lemon I wrote to go with a piece of fan art I got from  marceber

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