“Settle down, you’re making Trixie queasy!” grumbled Trixie, as she put a hoof to her lips to suppress a sickly burp. The mare feeling genuinely unwell, as the frisky fornicating motions jostling within her core, was causing all manner of digestive distress for her tender innards. Her uneasy bowels feeling bruised, as the perpetual quaking jostled through her bloated barrel like a turbulent tide. The urge to puke trickling a tickling path up her throat, as the upset unicorn cradled her gyrating gut like an expectant mother, in a desperate attempt to soothe the hardship of indigestion currently simmering in her squirming stomach.

The shuffling movements of coitus irritating the gastric sleeve, causing the overloaded organ to quiver in an irate string of shuddering spasms, which reverberated through the swaying expanse of her swollen stomach. The gurgling gut loudly groaning with each lustful buck, as the entombed equine began to explore each other’s bodies with salacious squeezes and grasping gropes. The stewing mare’s emitting all manner of cooing purrs and salacious moans, as the constant churning of the kneading cavity forced them into an ever more intimate embrace. The desperate lack of space forcing the eaten equine into an interlocked ball of pawing limbs and doughy female flesh, as their effeminate curves locked together into a steamy mass of wanton desire.

Inhibitions long since drowning within the digestive depths, as gliding hoof tips coasted over erogenous areas, leaving an inflamed state of arousal marinating within Trixie’s midriff. Fondling frogs finding the tender sweet spots in time, as bit by bit the mares melted into a mumbling mess of bodily desires. Each carnal caress brought them ever closer to a delectably dopamine-induced nirvana, as they played and teased each other’s feminine forms to their heart's content. The spell helping to make everything come naturally, as they delved into their deviancy with an ever-quickening pulse. The fact their limited air was already growing stale doing nothing to dampen their excitement, as Twilight and Starlight just continued to passionately squish against each other with a reckless abandon.

The fact they were starting to suffocate not even registering in their sex clouded consciousness, as the two packed away ponies just continued to lewdly pleasure each other with a sinful stamina. The lecherous writhing showing no sign of tiring, as curious mouths nibbled along with the roving hooves, as both mares fully leaned in to the closefitting coupling. Trixie feeling a belch brewing, as the zestful flurries and worming wriggles stirred the contents of her sagging stomach like a smutty whisk. Before long the first bitter belch bellowed out with a bassy “BWARPP!!”, which sprang forth with a spray of spittle and purple feathers that had been knocked loose by the lascivious lovemaking trembling within Trixie’s tart tummy.

The moist gust of acrid air robbing the pent-up ponies of the majority of their energy, and after a few more shallow eruptions, they had mostly stilled. Trixie’s hoof skirting over her bulbous barrel, as she took in the chubby contours of her protruding midsection with a morbid curiosity. The strained skin mostly obscuring the details of her two-course meal, though if she were to press slightly, she was able to make out the outline of the two partaken ponies hugging within the humid snare of her gargantuan gut. A tired lethargia ebbing against the unicorn’s sleepy senses, as her body began to prioritize its faculties to the arduous task of processing her heavy indulgence of horny chevaline. A food coma creeping into the stage magician’s brain to roost, as Trixie slowly stroked the sizable speedbump of fidgeting pony protein currently neatly resting in her once trim midsection. The waning twitches oddly relaxing, as the muffled murmurs of delight gradually transitioned into the glugging glorps of a sated stomach hard at work liquidating a heavy helping of filling lunchmeat.

Soon there was but a sloshing stillness, as Trixie’s prurient passengers broke down into a calorie-rich chyme of their more nutritious base components. This more compliant soup sizzling away with each undulating pulse from the massaging stomach lining, as the bubbling broth was gingerly drained into the waiting intestines with a burbling sound reminiscent of an emptying sink. The mare missing the exact moment when the naughty nickering stopped, as the last faint flutters of her raunchy food were lost in the sea of stimulation echoing through the engorged equine’s mishappen middle. In time though, the rampant eroticism and lack of breathable air ran their course, and Trixie’s exhausted grub slacked off and slumped limply into the molten slurry they had been sensually bathing in. The sensation enough to make the unicorn smile, before letting out a satisfied sigh, as the disorientate jittering had finally ceased, giving Trixie a long-needed window to take stock of her well-fed situation.

“Finally! Now be kind on your way out later, you have already inconvenienced Trixie enough,” mumbled the mare, as she found herself struggling to keep her tired eyelids open. Trixie feeling beyond tuckered out, as the act of ingesting double her weight in mare meat, was simply too much for the performer to properly manage. The unicorn finding it hard to stay awake, her head bobbing, as she found herself involuntarily slipping into a relaxed recline against the cold floor. Trixie too haggard to care, and before long she was blissfully snoring, as the mare dozed off so that her bowels could focus on the bulky banquet pushing through her plumbing. The mare lost in a vivid halcyon dream, as she instinctually snuggled up to the indistinct weight distending her abdomen, and with a few restless waggles, she was soon spooning the diminishing lump languishing between her legs….

.............................

After surviving her second unplanned pony-sized suppository of the day, Trixie settles down to digest her two-course meal of mare meat. Unfortunately for the engorged stage magician, her passengers have other more frisky ideas, leaving the great and powerful unicorn somewhat seasick before the stomach takes its toll and her aroused indulgence finally settles down....

A lemon was done as a reward for one of my patreons  dimalad . For this month they wanted a story to go along with a piece they commissioned from  Shoelace . This is part three of this ongoing project, this page features a well-fed Trixie settling down to sleep of her massive meal of horny mare meat. The other parts of this story can be found below:

Part one:https://aryion.com/g4/view/834437

Part two: https://aryion.com/g4/view/849926

Part three: you are here

Part four:https://aryion.com/g4/view/872861

If you would like to support me and vote in upcoming polls check out my patreon at: https://www.patreon.com/doomfister

Also if you're feeling brave, check out Crazy Water's Discord, if you dare, it's where I tend to lurk ;) :

https://discord.gg/cVeAghu

Please login to post a comment.