“G-Get them off!”

“P-PLEASE!!”

“MAKE THEM STOP!”

Wailed Hazel, as the pudgy pony pathetically pleaded for help against the slithering swarm of aggressive annelids accosting her. The mewling mare instinctively thrashing against the assault of unwanted attention, as she continued to desperately yelp for aid in the vain hope that somepony might save her from the trio of handsy monsters molesting her. The leathery beasts seemingly unbothered by the feeble flailing of the distressed earth pony, as Hazel’s worried wriggling and periodic punches, did nothing to beat back the creatures constricting her. The pack of petite predators just working together to pin the squirming equine to the ground, where she could do nothing to resist their peckish plans.

Their ambitions not taking long to become apparent, as with a mortified gasp, Hazel felt a set of strong mandibles painfully pinch her plump plot with a nibbling nip. What followed next was a surge of stimuli, as without warning the mouth clawing at her round rump began roughly fondling her flabby flanks with a ruffling rub. The risqué caress causing the chubby mare to instantly cringe, as every succulent squish ravaging the curvaceous cleft of her rotund rear, earned a more panicked pitch to her whimpering whines. Her desire to not have her doughy derrière undefiled falling on deaf ears though, as the voluptuous pony proved powerless against the groping gob gnawing at her buttery glutes with a steady series of sucking squeezes.

Hazel grimacing the big bastard behind her grew tired of bruising her bubbly buttocks, as with a lewd lick it began to casually lather her quivering loins with its nubile tongue. The sticky slathering of saliva to her snatch just spurring further squeamish struggles out of the distraught equine, who twitched and fidgetted frantically against the frisky flock of worms harassing her haunches. The subdued stance she had been rudely shoved into preventing the pony from properly protesting her treatment, allowing the wormlets unfettered access to her floundering form. The beasts keeping the mare’s buxom body bound in a position that pleased them, allowing them to have their way with their jiggling plaything at their leisure.

The equine shivering out a scared snivel, as she felt something moist brush against her pinching ponut, before tentatively tracing its way across her grundel with a gentle glide. The tip of the tongue traversing the cleft betwixt Hazel’s cushioned cheeks with a few methodical licks, before it plunged deep into the mare’s sex in order to get a taste of her plush pussy. The mare’s tight twat reflexively tensing against the intruder with a cowering clench, as her attractively ample anatomy tried to pinch off the lecherous limb sheathed in her sex with a choking contraction. The sudden shunt causing Hazel to grit her teeth at the abrupt jolt, as she found herself unable to properly brace against the rutting rhythm now ramming against her portly posterior. A sad snivel slipping out of her jibbering muzzle, as she closed her eyes and renewed her crying, only to be snapped out of her sorrowful sobbing by the blunt tones of a familiar voice.

“You know if you keep crying like that it's gonna start constricting you to make you shut up right,” remarked Bug, as she looked down on the bleating brown mare with a passing curiosity. Hazel rocking back and forth as each fleshy blow broke over her adipose accentuated backside with an audible plap of clumsily colliding meat.

“Bug?!..... Thank Celestia, your.. your pets are attacking me, please ca…. Call them off,” sputtered Hazel, as she looked for a glimmer of mercy in the mardy mare from her downtrodden position. Her voice trembling as she spoke, as she begged Bug to call off the nasty nematodes bullying her. Bug just cocking an eyebrow, not sure what to make of the scene she had stumbled in on, as the juvenile threshold worms hounding Hazel only seemed to be on their third or fourth moult. The grey glutton finding it odd that the ensnared earth pony was actually having any difficulties, as in all honestly she should have been more than capable of pushing off the plucky predators with only a few dissuading nudges or a hard hoof to swiftly sock them in the snout.

“Just bat it away, if you don’t start fighting that big one is going to start trying to swallow you,” replied Bug nonchalantly, as the slate snarfer could not see why Hazel was having so much difficulty with the gaggle of voracious vermiforms tormenting her jubbly tooshie. The grabby grubs clearly far from full size, so in truth, the ditzy mare should be having no trouble in stopping herself from being devoured by the writhing worms wrapped around her. Hazel giving a few meagre bucks, but try as she might she could only muster a shameful display of defiance, which seemed to earn a few happy hisses from the worms restraining her. The moody mare genuinely taken off guard by how woefully inadequate the tubby tart’s survival instinct actually was, as under her chunky curves it seemed the mare was devoid of any meaningful muscle.

“It…..It’s not working!” Blathered Hazel, as to no one's surprise her meek fumbling failed to entice the annelids attacking her to disengage. The equine’s entire life amounting to just being a piece of edible eye candy, as Bug knew full well that if she didn’t step in, the earth pony would definitely be ending the day as a sizable bulge simmering in a satisfied stomach. Hazel destined to become an appealingly shaped belly bump that would slowly shrink and lose its sensual shape over the next couple of days.

Bug mulling the thought with a smile, as the calories contained in a mare-sized meal, especially one with a filled-out frame like Hazel, would be more than enough to tide over her pet for several months. Normally the dour devourer would have had no qualms in letting the hungry worm enjoy a filling partaking of pony protein, as it was only natural for it to consume the thicc morsels it managed to capture, and Bug was more than happy to leave Hazel to her fate as food. To grey glutton’s chagrin though, she unfortunately knew that Line had already arranged something with the cocoa-coloured cunt bawling before her. Bug rolling her eyes at the thought of how much bitching her yellow friend would do if she found out that her date for the evening was a digesting lump of lunchmeat gurgling in a gut, as this would be far from the first time this had happened. This didn’t mean that she would have to begrudgingly help right away though, as she was more than content to savour the sight of the equine easing into a waiting oesophagus on a trickling trip to a churning tummy, she just had to remember to tell the well-fed maggot to let out its prey before the well-endowed slut started to suffocate….

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When Bug had heard a slight commotion downstairs, her first instinct was to assume that one of her pets had had an altercation with a delivery pony or one of Line's friends inviting themselves over without asking. Following the sounds of hissing worms and panicked pleading, the grey glutton soon found a hapless Hazel sprawled out and squirming on the floor, who to the mardy mare's surprise seemed to have been subdued by some of the smaller specimens in her massive menagerie. Bug just shrugging at the sight, as before like got home and started carping she could just enjoy the show and let one of her annelids indulge its appetite for fresh female flesh...

A juicy grub filled collab between me and Crazy Water ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Crazy+Water ). This one featuring Hazel having a straight up bad time with some juvenile threshold worms. Hazel's owner T.C coloured the initial sketch by Crazy, and it is this completed version that I subsequently lemonned :)

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