When Bug had set out this morning, she had intended to munch mares and chew Bubblegum, and as usual, she was predictably all out of gum. The reason for the mardy mare’s visit having to do with some sort of nimby noise complaint she had received regarding the gollox’s 2 am nocturnal vocalizations. The titanic toad’s warbling whines droning on into the wee hours of the morning this time of year, so the earth pony was not surprised that the gargling shrieks were keeping some of her neighbours up at night. Not like the grey glutton had much sympathy, as the gargling frog had been making such sounds long before that prefabricated estate had annoyingly popped up next to her property line, and would likely continue to do so for many more years to come.

The gollox’s croaking cadences were not going to change, so the slate snarfer simply did not appreciate some snobby scrub causing her trouble, without even having the stones to talk to her about it first. The fact of the matter was they had simply not checked if they were moving in next to an exotic animal farm, as if they had asked, they would have known that some of the stock tended to get a little loud once the sunset. Bug was used to this though, and contrary to popular belief the predatory pony could be reasonable, as a brief chat was normally enough to set everything straight. The moody mare approaching with this mindset when she had calmly knocked on the door of the residence where the most recent gripe had originated from, only to be met with a rude reception.

In this case though, a friendly conversation seemed out of the question, as after ringing the doorbell, Bug was greeted by a bitchy green unicorn obnoxiously chewing on some strawberry gum. The mare looking down her snout at the earth pony standing on her porch, smacking her lips, as she answered with such a snide attitude that she came off as a complete cunt. The smug sense of superiority from this townie twat instantly irking Bug, and a few seconds later the encounter ended with a predictable blech. The dour devourer swiftly slurping down her surprised snack, only slowing for a second to strip the squirming mare of her purple scarf with a quick yank. The whole affair of appetite over in a matter of moments, leaving a well-fed Bug casually cradling her swaying stomach, as her mewling meal began to frantically fumble and flail against the stomach surrounding her.

The entombed equine’s feeble fidgets and bumbling bucks doing little to disturb Bug, who simply burped and allowed the terrified twitches to fade into a still silence once suffocation began to run its course. The overloaded organ already starting to churn, as it prepared to condense the writhing unicorn into a chunky chevaline chyme of digesting nutrients. The simmering meats succulently melting into a bubbling broth of usable calories, as the earth pony’s body began to brutally break down her quivering haul of female flesh into a more readily metabolizable mush of her base components. Her wriggling dinner desperately trying to escape the sour sac encasing her, though try as she might there was little, she could do to change her redesignation to a heavy portion of uncooperative pony lunchmeat.

Bug noticing the dull glow of a horn trying to illuminate beneath her strained skin, though a stern slap to the twinkling area was more than enough to put an end to that magical aura. The engorged equine gradually stroking the shuddering simulacrum in her stomach, as bit by bit she felt the mass in her midriff begin to soften, before any discernible shape was replaced by a spherical swell sloshing betwixt her legs. The mare’s partaking of pony reduced to a molten meatball of sizzling gore after a couple of hours, as once her serving of uptight unicorn had slotted into her stomach, it was an inevitable outcome that she would only be leaving as a gurgling soup pushing through Bug’s lower plumbing.

The sensation rather satisfying, as Bug felt the food within her turn into a more agreeable fluid, and begin to drain into her bowels with a string of gentle glugs. Her firm frogs skimming over her mishappen midriff, as she massaged the pulped contents of her stomach with a meticulous motion. The movements of her practised hooves popping and crushing the more stubborn parts of her prey, which were currently floating around in the fatty chum bloating her belly. This part of the process generally rather boring, even if the sated sensation coursing through her gut was an indulgent pleasure. Thankfully the liquidating equine protruding beneath her barrel had dropped something to pass the time before she had been promptly ingested. The stray pack of gum catching her eye, allowing the mare to mix the minty aftertaste of her burps with a fruity flavour and a few bemusing bubbles, before her sizable serving of unicorn deflated enough for her to waddle back home, to sleep off the rest of this hearty helping of indignant mare meat boiling away in her belly…

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With the many monstrous creatures in her menagerie, it is inevitable for some of them to be rather vocal. This noise would normally not be a nuisance when Bug didn't have neighbours, but now that she does, they have a habit of making noise complaints, especially if the Gollox decides to start singing. Thankfully a short conversation is normally enough to iron out any issues, and well if it isn't the grey glutton has no qualms ending the encounter with a satisfied belch...

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