“Ahh….” Sighed a groggy Pinkie Pie, as she plopped her plump posterior down on a familiar throne, ready to do the dirty business of dumping last night’s dinner date. The earth pony shivering slightly as the cold seat squished softly against her round rump, prompting the pudgy pony to shuffle her flabby flank slightly in an attempt to disperse the goosebumps that began to pepper her plot. The well-rested mare getting comfortable, as an incessant pressure knocking against her puckered ponut, let Pinkie know her colon was crammed with a girthy coil of crap that was more than ready to crown.

Pinkie having a vague recollection that the impatient dung prodding against her soon to be ajar arsehole had been an overly trusting human called Rachel, but the better part of a keg of cider left her memory of the evening’s events more than a little fuzzy. Not like the identity of who she ingested mattered now though, as the majority of her meal was now just a fresh layer of ample adipose on the buxom baker’s bubbly body. The rest of the wolfed down woman turned waste was a brown bowel movement braying incessantly against Pinkie’s backdoor, as the mare’s metabolism had made short work of the helping of human it had been gifted.

The pony not unuse to a partaking of primate prey, though in Equestria such exotic entrée was rather rare, leaving Pinkie little choice but to indulge once the opportunity presented itself. The party planner engaging in some casual small talk, as she used her vivacious personality to casually lower the guard on her female food with a few jokes and giggles. Pinkie using the light-hearted conversation to wait for her window, and when she found an opening, it was as simple as leaning forward to wrap her lips around Rachel’s startled skull and starting to swallow. The astonished woman taken aback by the sudden appetite of her assailant, and by the time she even attempted to push back against her predator she was already too far gone to prevent her oozing trip down the hungry horse’s tight throat.

For Pinkie, the affair went no differently than taking a pony, as head, shoulders, hips and finally a pair of waving feet were all transformed into just a swollen lump of fumbling feminine flesh folded up in the fetal position swaying from her misshapen midriff. A final audible gulp capping off the consumption, as with a rolling peristaltic pulse the trembling toes trickled over Pinkie’s tonsils with a slurping shunt to join the rest of the wriggling woman safely stowed in the earth pony’s engorged stomach. The woman going down smooth, with the only issue from the dining experience coming from her figure-hugging ebony summer dress, but even then, a few fumbling motions from Pinkie’s hooves had been more than sufficient to strip the wriggling woman of her tasteless garment. The zipper on the woman’s wrapper only an annoying chore to be dealt with mid-chug, as the fastening were a bit small for one with hooves, but with a little persistence, the dress along with Rachel’s heels and panties were soon resting in a crumpled heap of discarded fashion on the floor.

The naked woman feebly floundering against peckish pony as she fed, but now that Rachel had been successfully skinned of her flavourless fabric, there was nothing to stop her vanishing down the gullet with a few grasping glugs. The disorientated woman worming and jerking, but it was too little too late, and by the time she really started to thrash she was already gliding on a terminal transition towards the waiting gut. A sloshing skinny dip all that awaited her during her short stay in the stomach, as once she was contained within the churning cradle of the caustic cavity there was little more for her to do other than helplessly quiver against her better’s biology.

The confused convulsions of her argument against the inevitable soon lost, as the woman rapidly gave up on her stifled squabbling against the stern stomach’s smothering squeeze. Pinkie confirming this with a flavourful burp, that put an end to her tucked away treat’s tummy tantrum with a single gust of gastric wind. The belch laced with tasty backwash of the woman’s raspberry perfume, which the mare mulled as she savoured the sound of Rachel’s whining be replaced by the gentle gurgles of her bunched up body breaking down into a nutritious soup. The woman’s writhing soon ceasing, and by the time Pinkie retired to sleep off her brunette banquet, her lady-sized lunch was well on her way to being baked into a dense batch of bowel brownies.

It was this length of lady logs that was now roughly resting within Pinkie’s rectum, creating a prominent potbelly in the already paunchy pony. Pinkie’s hoof tip tracing the turd along her large intestine as she felt out the form of the female faeces she was about to pass, before with a grunt she began to birth her well-brewed food baby. The clench of the body cavity more than enough to start the scat unspooling out of her twitching tail hole, and in a few seconds a crackling curl of pliable poop began to slither out of the mare as a girthy shit snake. The brown biomass rapidly beginning to collect in the bottom of the bowl as a mound of moist manure, which to Pinkie’s pleasure was leaving with the consistency of wet clay. Each loamy loaf thrumming against her tailstar with a unique twang, as embedded acid pitted bones and other indigestibles added interesting textures to the well-processed indigestibles tumbling free of the tensing tooshie in a steady stream of butt butter.

Pinkie letting out a low moan, as Rachel’s buckled brainbox slipped over her sphincter to the crisp sizzle of breaking anal phlegm. The act of digestion seemingly transforming Rachel into a single train of thick turds, that satisfyingly slithered over Pinkie’s spread sphincter with little effort. The exertion of excretion soon putting a sweat on Pinkie’s brow though, as the sheer weight of processed protein left the earth pony’s anus yawning in what felt like a perpetual scream. The lack of fibre from the woman forcing the rear ring wide, as Rachel seemed to naturally lack any meaningful fur bar the hair on her head, resulting in a firm, albeit wide stool when it came to her departure as droppings.

The bulky bushel of horse apples no bother to Pinkie though, as she had suffered many more less compliant craps in her time snacking on sentient species. The mare just enjoying the fleeting fight from the faecal matter, as what was left of Rachel pleasantly pushed past her prostate to splash down into the rapidly filling toilet below. The massaging motion causing her cock to shiver and with a few bobs slowly stand at attention, as the pink pony gained a perverse pleasure from voiding the steaming mass of her most recent heavy bowel movement. The mare drawing a stimulated arousal from the several feet of mulched much, before with one final pinch her cigar cutter chomped off the tail end of the final turd, leaving the significantly lighter pony to slowly wipe her buns clean of any lingering rectal residue.

The element of laughter then letting out a sated murmur, as she took a moment to rest and just bask in the afterglow now that the deed was done. The seconds ticking by slowly before she slowly stood up, flushed, and took the few steps necessary to get into the shower. The mare placing her nightcap on the radiator so that it would be nice and cosy come night time, before closing the door and turning on the hot water, so that the warm water could properly freshen her up for what was sure to be a busy day ahead of her at Sugar Cube Corner. The mare soon forgetting the feasting fun of her nocturnal encounter under the running rivulets of balmy water, as now that her disgorged dinner had been dealt with, she had little reason to ruminate on the most recent clump of calories to be added to her waggling hips. Pinkie baring no more mind to the slushed Sapien she had sent down to stew in the sewers, and instead she set about washing her mane and coat well humming a jovial tune to herself, as the mirthful butterball was already wondering what she would have for breakfast...

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Pinkie Pie is more used to partaking in ponies, but when she encounters a human tourist the peckish party planner could not help but indulge...

A lemon done as a collaboration between me and Dendollae (https://www.furaffinity.net/user/dendollae/ ). They where a bit unsure about this piece being good, but I rather enjoyed it, and decided to indulge them with a fun little disposal lemon, that I hope they enjoy :)

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