With her middle laden down with a filling load of female flesh, it did not take for the lethargic lull of a food coma to claim the nocturnal royal. Her soft snores soon pervading the deserted design studio, as Luna’s full-frame prioritized all its faculties on the massive mound of ample meat bloating her belly. The stuffed sovereign sleeping soundly, as her swollen stomach rounded out and steadily shrunk over the course of several hours. Vivid dreams arching through the relaxed ruler’s blissful mind, as the monarch metabolized her massive meal of mild-mannered mare meat no differently than any other formal feast the princess had partaken in during her royal tenure.

Gurgling glorps and groaning glugs inundating the still night air, as the powerful peptides pulverized the packed away pony into a more processable puree. The gorged goddess brutally breaking down the designer deadweight within her into a more agreeable paste of pulped proteins and other assorted nutrients. The marinating mess that had once been Coco sizzling away, as the entire equine was proficiently converted into a curdling curry of continuous churning of the cramped gastric chamber. A simmering broth soon brewing in her belly as the grinding gut reduced the melting mare into a gradually diminishing ball of bubbling biomass.

The slushy slop slowly syphoned into the waiting intestines with a steady series of audible ulps, creating a sound not too dissimilar to a sink draining. The sustenance soup seeping into the screening embrace of countless wafting villi, that began to sap the stew for every ounce of worth, during its twisting trip through the princess’s plumbing. The liquidated lady lunchmeat a mulched combination of fermented flesh, shattered shards of skeleton and corroded cartilage, which was more agreeable to the tender intestinal lining. The act of boiling Coco down into her gelatinous base components necessary in order to properly leach her lysed sluice of its calorific content, and soon enough she would just be another lush layer of adipose padding the princess’s plumply plush plot.

That process easy enough now that the dissolving designer had given up the ghost, as apart from the sporadic spasm the mare’s curled-up silhouette softened to a deflating sphere without a fuss. Because of this Luna slept soundly, and by the time she awoke Coco was but a prominent potbelly, that sloshed quietly as she stood up. The filling fashionista now mostly fat on the well-rested alicorn’s filled-out figure, though some of the pony's mashed-up mass lingered as a pudgy protrusion that Luna cradled like an expectant mother. The princess giving a satisfied sigh as she gracefully got to her hooves, before calmly stretching as she adjusted to the additional adipose now cladding her elegant curves.
Luna’s curious hand gliding over her more attractive assets, as just from a glance it was clear that her bust had bumped up a few supple sizes.

Her fingers sinking into the massive mammaries with a gently squish, as she explored the doughy dollops that made up some of the more appealing facets of her feminine anatomy. The groping grasp easing over gorgeous glands before moving from her bosom to her buttery buttocks, as she took in the whole jiggling picture of her photogenic physique with a couple of delicate squeezes. Coco adding to her nicely, and with a little more of the fluid female left to absorb, these gains to her glutes and tantalizing tits were only going to increase in the coming hours. Luna affectionately stroking the small swell in her smoothing stomach in a small soothing circle, as she found nothing but a malleable sponginess pushing back against her palm with a pliant pressure.

This springy sensation informing the princess that what little remained of her feminine food was a chunky fluid slowly being pushed through her billowing bowels. The eaten equine long since losing her composure, leaving just a creamy chyme trundling through the divine’s digestive system like tenderized treacle. Luna giving her misshapen midriff a gentle pat, before reaching down to pluck a stylish souvenir from the woman’s discarded wrapper. The cute collar just another trophy for her substantial collection, that in the future would remind her of her now solvent indulgence, even if the voluptuous equine had failed to catch the unimportant name of her fodder. Not like it mattered, Coco had added to her nicely, regardless of if she knew the identity of the ingested. The mare just cupping a flavourful aftertaste laden burp in her hand, before with a slow sigh she set off back to the castle on silent steps, eager to digest what remained of her now molten midnight snack….

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It didn't take long for the Princess's proficient plumbing to begin processing her partaking of pony. A short snooze was all it took to begin converting Coco into a curvaceous layer of chub. The meek mare's marbled meats easily metabolized, and after only a few short hours the calorie-rich couturist was just another supple layer of padding on the princess's plot...


Part 4 of a multipart collab between me and Crazy Water ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Crazy+Water ). This was part of his contribution to the Anal Autumn Art pack, that can be found at the following link:

https://aryion.com/g4/view/729107

The other parts of this salacious sequence can be found below as they are posted:

Part one: https://aryion.com/g4/view/784046

Part two: https://aryion.com/g4/view/784506

Part three: https://aryion.com/g4/view/785212

Part four: you are here

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