Lyra had been looking forward to catching up with her old friends from magic school for quite some time, as it had been the better part of a month since they had last been able to properly meet up. Their schedules just lining up awkwardly, so when the unicorn had spotted a particularly cloudless summer day in the Pegasus post’s planned schedule for the week's weather, Lyra thought it was the perfect excuse for an enjoyable excursion to the beach. The mare’s prediction proving correct, and soon the four mares were gleefully giggling, as their idle chatter recanted the normal fare of gossip and rumours that had occurred during their time apart. The quartet of unicorns basking on the comfortably cosy sand casually sharing the juicy titbits of the most recent royal scandal, as Lemon Heart’s simply could not believe that Princess Luna preferred vanilla cake over chocolate. Twinkleshine snorting at the yellow mare, as Minuette dropped the deductive bombshell that Cadance’s favourite cake was red velvet, seeing as that was the only dessert the pink princess ever seemed to be pictured with during royal functions.

This casual conversation continuing for several joyous hours, until someone suggested that they take to the waters, as a frolicking swim would be sure to cool them off now that Celestia’s sun was getting a little too toasty for their liking. The lapping heat feeling good upon their backs as they slowly strolled into the inviting blue, and after a brief dip of the hoof to make sure it wasn’t deceptively cold the smiling mares slipped into the warm waters with a few soft splashes. The magically literate mares even casting a simple spell that would let them hold their breath a little longer, if they decided to get their mane wet and collect some colourful seashells from the ocean floor, as they had made a habit of taking a few home from these delightful day trips, though if they knew what awaited them, they would have wished they hadn’t. The equine then nonchalantly wading deeper into the serene sea, until they were able to float in the peaceful lull of the lapping tide, completely oblivious to the fact something sinister and scary lurked below the sapphire surface, and that in a matter of moments their swim was about to take a sudden tragic turn.

The tetrad of plump ponies taken completely off guard, with the only warming being something slimy that briefly brushed against Lyra’s leg. The mare pausing mid-paddle, as she involuntarily let out a slight squeal upon registering the clammy caress that had casually coasted over her calf. The mare’s mind rationalizing it as just a fish, as she prepared to take the chuckle from her friends about the skittish squeak she had just emitted. Instead of that, she saw Lemon go wide-eyed as something seized her and with a sharp yank the mare was immediately pulled under the waves with a damp plop. Twinkleshine opening her mouth to yelp that something had grabbed her, but the words never escaped her lips, before she too was seized and pulled under by whatever was lurking beneath the surf, leaving only a slight ripple to indicate that the ivory unicorn had even existed.

The wet sound ringing in Lyra’s ear like a glugging gunshot, as she reflexively turned to flee back to shore. Minuette getting the same idea as she let out a scared scream, but this was replaced by a moist gargle, as she only managed a couple of alarmed strokes before she felt something clasp around her hock and she was dragged into the dark abyss to share the fate of her friends. Lyra hearing her thundering heart in her ears, as the panicked pony carved a white wake through the water, desperate to get out of the open water which no terrified the equine to her core. The exertion only gaining the equine a couple more feet, before she felt the same sickly sensation skim over her skin, and with a disorientating lurch, the pony was plucked from the surface no differently than a grape from a vine.

The mare’s eyes stinging in the salty water as she finally got to see what had snatched her, as to Lyra’s horror she realized she was about to get more than a little intimate with the feeding habits of an exceptionally large sea anemone. The gelatinous beast blending in with the seabed, but with a squint, Lyra was able to discern the sedentary jellyfish that was slowly drawing her towards it with its thick tentacles. The threat of drowning flaring in Lyra’s mind, as her lungs started to burn, as her submerged body began to beg for a breath that wasn’t coming. The unicorn thrashing, but try as she might she could not shake off the globule’s greasy grip, leaving the female to frantically flail in place like a hooked halibut.

An oily tendril wrapping around her trembling throat like a choking vine, which immediately put an end to the equine’s erratic movements, allowing the predatory polyp to pull its prey ever closer to its cavernous oral opening. Lyra feeling the creature tugging at her body in a weird way, as with its goading grip it began to coerce the mare’s muzzle skyward, almost as if to mock her with one last look of dim sunlight before it decided to devour her. Instead, what was to come was much more traumatic, as Lyra felt something icky press against her lips with a fumbling movement as the monstrous medusa tried to ease the equine’s mouth open with a couple of assertive nudges. Lyra going crossed as she felt the beast bumble against her snout, as it clumsily tried to push its way into the snared unicorn for unknown reasons, though they were doubtless nefarious. A lunging thrust finally forcing Lyra’s jaws apart, allowing the bitter-tasting creature to clear her teeth, and gently glide over the now trapped tongue before thumping against her tonsils with a retch inducing punch.

Lyra letting out a gagging spasm as she felt her gullet gape in a violating spread to accommodate the invading invertebrate’s grubby girth. The mare’s already dire priorities shifting immediately from drowning to the undulating rod of palpitating tissue she was deep throating. The spongey shaft sinking into her until it was impatiently knocking against Lyra’s stomach sphincter, as it aggressively tested the throbbing threshold with a sequence of stabbing prods. The ring of muscle soon relenting, allowing the leathery log of a limb to dig even deeper into the mare’s convulsing core, until it seemed sated at its spelunking, at which point it began to pulsate with a repetitive manner as the anemone had one final surprise for its soon to be stuffed snack.

The aquatic animal taking advantage of the fruits of its ambush, as its simple nerve cluster of a brain had been pleasantly surprised a small herd of delicious ponies had strayed within snagging distance. The curvaceous lumps of calories easy enough to corral, and soon it was more than full with a hearty haul of fidgeting feminine flesh. Of course, its gluttony compelled it to keep consuming and even with 3 full-grown mares bloating its belly It needed more, as its compulsive need to feed overrode the screams from its strained stomach that this final mare wouldn’t fit until the quivering mass of mare meat within it was a little more liquid. The peckish predator too impatient to wait for its female fodder to grow sufficiently fluid for it to squeeze its final struggling serving into its gargantuan gut, as it was paranoid another predator might attempt to steal its doughy morsel if it were to delay her devouring for even a second.

It’s almost alien biology accounting for this exact predicament, and with a shudder that rustled through the entire polyp, it made the contractions necessary to begin the process of combining the four mares into one more manageable package of pony protein. A line of bucking bulges beginning to ooze up the tendril lodged in Lyra’s oscillating oesophagus, causing her to let out a heaving “GLK...” As the equine tried to eject the intruding invertebrate with her inadequate anatomy. The muffled meeps of her friends audible through the water as a symphony of distorted whines, that grew ever louder as the twitching bulges trickling along the tendril inched their way towards Lyra’s ajar mouth on a terminal trajectory to her yawning throat.

The unicorn’s oxygen-starved mind working out the blobby beast’s intention just as she felt the first pony shaped protrusion press against her muzzle with a gentle kissing boop. What felt like a cowering cranium rubbing against Lyra’s snout, as she could hear the stifled snivelling of Minuette through the thin layer of muscle that surrounded the blue mare like a suffocating sleeve. The smothering sheathes like a narrow pipe, creating a skin-tight seal on the worming equine, that highlighted every little pleasing characteristic of Minuette’s curvy figure as a shivering figure shapely simulacrum of the eaten equine. Lyra finding herself powerless to prevent her friend’s projected passage, and with a creaking pop the unicorn’s jaw was forced to stretch painfully to allow the streamlined skull of her friend to agonizingly slip over the back of her clenching throat.

Tears welling in Lyra’s bloodshot eyes as she felt every contour of her cornflower companion slither into her distended gullet. Lyra whimpering as she experienced every excruciating detail, as her body attempted to dilate enough to contain her first pony-sized portion, that was being pushed into her with an overwhelming hydrostatic pressure. Minuette just letting out more pitiful sound as she was unceremoniously shoved into her friends’ swelling innards, which was causing nerves to pinch within the unlucky green unicorn she would soon be completely tucked away within.

Head, shoulders hips and then Minuette was just a bulbous bump crying in Lyra’s stomach, as nothing more than a prominent protuberance in the mare’s misshapen midriff. The minty unicorn not even getting a second’s reprieve for her first serving to settle, as Lemon slotted directly into Lyra’s gastric embrace no sooner had Minuette’s waggling hind hooves brushed past her uvula. The slipstream of having to stretch around Minuette’s pretty physique making the second mare’s slide down slightly easier, even if Lyra’s raw throat noticed no difference as Lemon gradually slipped into her groaning gastric cavity. Lyra feeling as though she would rupture at any moment, her bloated barrel stretching at the seams with only Minuette inside her, and with two more sizes of similar build rapidly on the way, the unicorn could only whimper as her flailing friends were forcibly fed to her.

The indulgence of twice her weight in chevaline lost on the unicorn, as she could only wail as Lemon bunched up within her belly, where she and Minuette were forced to conform to each other’s bodies to fit within their churning confinement that was instinctively gearing up to convert them into a usable chyme. Twinkleshine following a few seconds later, and with a few contorting twists the three mares were interlocked in a messy mound of jibbering flesh, barely able to move within the claustrophobic clasp of the kneading stomach. Lyra feeling the frantic floundering of her friends within her taut tummy, which was now a substantial sphere that was shuffling back and forth with every slight sway from her stowed passengers.

This left Lyra helplessly jerking about, as she was lost in the exhausted afterglow of being forced to wolf down several meals her own size in a single sitting. The mare’s suffering not ending here though, as the menacing medusa still had a sour secretion for Lyra to wash down her distraught dinner with. The creature clenching slightly, as the nature of its pulsations shifted before with a sudden spurt phlegmy ropes of some unknown substance began to pass through Lyra’s gasping gob. A sting sparking the instant it made contact to the more tender tissues of the unicorn’s feeble throat, as a myriad of enzymes surged down Lyra’s throat in a digestive deluge. The anemone adding its own corrosive juices to the mare’s more vegetarian peptides, so that the unwilling unicorn’s three mare meal might marinate into a more workable pony puree than if the Digestive system was left to its own devices.

Lyra’s insides starting to burn as her body swiftly broke down the lively sustenance stacked in her stomach like stewing sardines. The unicorn’s groaning gut wasting no time and her belly began to rapidly round out, as Lyra was forced to metabolize the mound of mare’s sloshing in her stomach down into a calorie-rich chyme. This pulped paste seeping into her system as a jiggly adipose that rapidly added to her more effeminate assets, causing her bubbly breasts to visibly begin balloon from gropeable grapefruits to a pair of massive pair of marbled melons. The addition to her mammaries not the only enhancement, as her plot began to inflate with a plush padding from the sheer nutrients contained within her soon to be mushy circle of friends.

The powerless unicorn unable to do anything to prevent her comrade's horrifying demise, and she could only feel the quaking rattles of their dying forms as they began to dissolve into a uniform soup of their usable base components. Lyra’s head nodding as her vision began to fade, as her spell finally began to falter and the need for a lungful of air caught up to her like a collision with a freight train. A jig echoing out of her haunches as her body let out an involuntary movement, in the dragging moments before the equine mercifully expired. Each second seeming to last an eternity as Lyra tilted forward in one final nose dive towards the dark featureless hole that sat in the middle of the waving fronds of her hungry predator’s serpentine petals. The mare’s last sensation being that of her head plunging into the unknown expanse of the creature’s cold pharynx, which with a few pinches began to thread the well-fattened pony into its waiting gastrovascular cavity just like any other potential food item it managed to wrap its tentacles around.

A weak “mmmph,” wobbling out of the unicorn before she mercifully passed out with a cramping seizure, that was enough to squish her fermenting friends with a fibrous squelch. The three mares passing almost in tandem, as they were rendered down to nothing more than a disintegrating ball of mare meat, by the time they slipped over the ring of the Anemone’s nibbling maw. Lyra not lasting much longer as she naturally curled into a slack fetal position within the polyp’s tart insides, which were more than eager to hold such a sizable dollop of delectable deadweight. A minute or two passing before the viridescent mare’s heart too fluttered to a stop, leaving just a gorged anemone slowly distilling its large lunch down into their useful nutrients and a ten-tone prismatic pellet for the polyp to regurgitate once their bountiful biomass was done brewing…

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Lyra decided it would be fun to have a day at the beach with her old friends from magic school. Unfortunately for them a casual swim in the sea soon took a tragic turn when they have an unpleasant encounter with a rather hungry goliath sea anemone....

A baby birding Collab featuring Lyra, Minuette, Twinkleshine and Lemon Hearts getting way more intimate than any pony wants to. This lemon was done to accompany the piece done by Crazy Water ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Crazy+Water ) for one of the art packs I help to put together. This three-panel sequence was Crazy's entry to the Summer Snarfing art pack, which is now publically available and can be found at the link below :

https://aryion.com/g4/view/705105

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