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Bug always enjoyed eating the more exotic types of equines that inhabited Equestria, as they made a pleasant change to the more bland prey to pass over the peckish predator’s palate. Pegasus, earth ponies and unicorns were all well and good, though from time to time the mardy mare liked to mix up her menu. In this regard, Crystal Ponies were the perfect candidate to partake in, as past interactions had taught the grey glutton that they were too trusting for their own good. Not like Bug had any qualms about taking advantage of gullible grub, as she was never one to pass over the easy meal that was a tasty tourist, especially when the opportunity presented itself on a silver platter.
The allure of free food always a pressing issue in the mardy mare’s mind, so when she saw the possibility to indulge in a fancy breakfast during an early morning walk to check on her frog traps, of course she was going to take it. A lost-looking lavender mare flagging her down with a friendly wave to politely ask for directions, and though it was still dark out, just from a distance Bug could tell she was about to start conversing with a crystal pony. A simple glance at the mare’s articulately styled marigold mane a big giveaway, as the eloquent equine looked way too prim and posh to be a local to Bug’s backwater town in the boondocks. The gem-like glimmer of her lilac eyes, just confirming the slate snarfer’s assumption, as the astray earth pony introduced herself as Amber Laurel, and after pleasantries began to enquire about directions back to town.
Amber seeming rather cheerful despite taking a right when she should have stayed left, as she began to dabble in some light conversation with Bug by the roadside. The upbeat equine asking the dour devourer about any scenic sights that might be nearby, along with a few queries about the bus timetable, which the monochrome mare answered to the best of her ability. A few sentences enough to build a semblance of trust between the mares as they walked, and from there it was no hard labour to lead Amber off the trail and to someplace more secluded under the promise of a picturesque view on the way back to town.
The naïve morsel taking Bug’s credulous suggestion at her word, and in the space of 10 minutes, the grey glutton was wolfing down a pony-sized partaking of overly curious chevaline. A few strong swallows were all it would take to silence the pressing hunger pangs grumbling in her gut, as Bug claimed her foolish prize with a few bolting gulps. Amber barely blurting out a startled squeal in the split-second it took Bug to wrap her lips around her muzzle, instantly rendering the mare’s worried yelping into a stifled sputter. The muffled mewls barely audible, as the grey glutton leaned forward to claim her wriggling conquest, in a gliding string of surging slurps that effortlessly dragged the ensnared equine into the throbbing embrace of mardy mare’s tight throat.
The headfirst approach as normal proving pretty effective against her unprepared victim, and with a firm grip on her feistily flailing food, it didn’t take long to begin packing down the panicking pony. The whimpering Amber finding herself stuck on the saliva-slickened slide to a waiting stomach, as Bug leaned forward to push her pleading snack ever deeper into the palpitating grasp of her peristaltic plumbing. Bug savouring the frightened flavour of the fumbling female she was forcing through the tight threshold of her tonsils, as apart from the expected bitter sting of hairspray, the mare’s natural nuances were rather pleasing upon the tongue. A slight salting of sweat mixing with a delectable honey and passion fruit seeping onto Bug’s tastebuds, as Bug tugged her thrashing treat into the dank depths of her digestive tract.
Head, shoulders, waist, all rapidly vanishing into Bug’s gaping maw, as the slate snarfer inhaled her floundering feast with the practised proficiency of an experienced equine eater. The grab and gulp going off without a hitch, as even with the slight culinary differences that came from being a crystal pony, their streamlined shape meant that at the end of the day, they oozed down the oesophagus no differently than an earth pony might. Amber trying her best to resist, through from her pinned position her hind hooves only harmlessly dug into the leaf litter with crisp crunches, as the distraught mare desperately tried to pull herself free from Bug’s advancing gullet.
Of course, Bug was ignoring the whimpering opinion of her bumbling bounty, as, as far as she was concerned the only place this snivelling serving of mare meat was going was in her belly. The grey glutton wrapping her hoof around Amber’s jiggling rump and just continuing to thread her into the oscillating embrace of her oesophagus, with a couple more audible ulps, Bug filled the mare-sized hole in her barrel with a triumphant belch from the engorged equine that immediately stripped most of the fight from her franticly fidgeting food. The burp bleeding the majority of the energy from the ingested mare’s twitching trembles, and from there it soon waned to a handful of weak quivers, before finally, a sloshing silence filled the swollen space betwixt Bug’s bowed legs. The weak whining from the entombed equine soon replaced by the gentle gurgling of a gut preparing to process her nutrient dense flesh into a calorie-rich chyme, leaving a well-fed Bug to begin waddling home, in order to find a safe place to sleep off her impromptu passenger….
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On an early morning walk to check her frog traps, Bug encountered a lost-looking Crystal pony. Amber Laurel flagged down the grey glutton in search of directions, and well one thing lead to another, and Bug ended up waddling away from the interaction with a meal in tow....
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Posted by Falloutgal 2 years ago Report
That tourist should be honored to get a personal tour of bug's plumbing
Posted by doomfister 2 years ago Report
Aye, the lucky gal taking a twisting tour of the grey glutton's guts, its just a shame she can only take the trip once 0-0