Urp…….. Ahhhhh…….

Bug savouring the slightly sweet backwash of the content belch upon her tongue, before allowing it to properly pass over her palate with a satisfied sigh. The well-fed earth pony had not planned on ingesting such a lavish indulgence during her little relaxing retreat to Rainbow Falls in order to watch the Equestria games try-outs, but once she had seen a window to a free lunch, she could not help but take it. The mare mulling the delectable flavour of fermenting female flesh with a pleased purr, as the shallow pocket of stale gastric gas returned the appetizing tang of curvaceous chevaline to her tastebuds. It had been hours since the engorged equine had fed, but somehow the bitter bubble of air had miraculously survived this long within the cramped confines of her churning core. The slither of acerbic atmosphere marinating within the sloshing lump of liquefying meat and steadily softening bones, allowing it to pick up the more nuanced hues of the mare meat soup swilling in her swollen stomach.

The grey glutton’s hoof tenderly tracing over the misshapen mass in her distended midriff, as beneath her dour coat she could clearly feel the smoothing shapes of an as-of-yet undigested skeleton. The majority of the more delicate soft tissues from her perky pegamare partaking long since converted into a creamy chyme of pulverized pony protein, and assorted vitamins and minerals. The slate snarfer casually stroking the bony bump in her bloated barrel with the gentle caress of a gliding frog, as she felt the faltering features beneath her skin fade away with periodic pops and gurgling crunches. The mardy mare’s cramped core gradually compressing with each kneading clench, causing the disarticulating bundle of bones bulging her belly to creak slightly with each forceful undulation, as the restless gut wasted no time in beginning to grind its calcium-rich grist into a more manageable bonemeal.

The svelte dimples of a pair of wings, the smooth snout of an acid-pitted skull, all bowing beneath her touch, as the dour devourer knew it would only take a few pokes and prods in just the right places to completely disintegrate the simmering skeleton currently curled-up within her. The suspiciously shaped swelling swaying betwixt her legs would soon be nothing more than a protruding and pregnant-looking potbelly, which could be much more easily explained than the morbid simulacrum left by her filling feast which was currently pleasantly stuffing her midsection. A forceful squeeze and a few snapping squishes would be more than sufficient to compact this stewing conquest down into a more manageable muffin top, as Bug had long since learned that the hollow bones of her Pegasi prey had a habit of melting under pressure.

Not like the preppy Pegasus she had bolted down didn’t have it coming though, as she had immediately irritated the moody mare with her cheerful and chipper attitude from the split-second, they had started their interaction. The ditzy Cloudsdale cheerleader putting up quite a gleeful ding when she had exuberantly tried to start up a conversation, so it had not been too hard of a decision for the ever-peckish Bug to confidently wrap her voracious gob around the teal tart’s magenta mane and start to swallow, once she was sure no one was looking in her, or the high-spirited mare’s direction of course. The startled struggle over swiftly, as a few surging gulps, were more than enough to secure her ebullient entrée. A brisk belch then putting an end to her annoying yelping, leaving the greedy gray equine eater with the cheery pleasure of metabolizing another mare-sized meal into fresh flank fat to plump up her already pudgy plot.

The grey mare just taking the opportunity when it presented itself, as the ample pegamare’s aerodynamic figure made for a streamlined snack, that went down comfortably regardless of how much the mewling morsel incessantly squirmed. This vigorous and lively spirit rarely lasting long, and before long her trembling treat tucked her head in, and reluctantly relinquished herself as just further fodder to pad Bug’s round rump. Her name had been Spring something…. Spring Step…. Sunlight Spring…. Eh, Bug had not bothered to read her name tag, not it didn’t matter now, seeing as she was just dissolving nutrients trapped in Bug’s tummy. The lounging earth pony just letting out another moist burp, as she relished the feeling of the bunched-up bones inside her innards clink together under the reeling contraction of the claustrophobic gastric chamber’s muscular embrace. Bug swirling the sour tang in her mouth for a moment, before licking her insatiable lips, as out of the corner of her eye, she saw another succulent-looking cheerleader who seemed to be searching for her now mostly molten friend. Bug shuffling to her hooves with a hungry gleam in her eyes, clearly not sated by the partially processed pony languishing in her middle, as just from a glance she felt that the Persian blue pegapony would perfectly compliment her sluicing companion who would soon be condensing in her colon……

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During a visit to the Equestria Games try-outs at Rainbow Falls, Bug decided to indulge in some cheerleader chevaline...

My one-hundred-and-eleventh sketch from  Silent_E 's patreon. This one features the ever-hungry Bug enjoying the rare background pony Spring Step, who also goes by Sunlight Spring.

This cheerleader stuffed Bug was kindly coloured by my friend  plaguetyranno .

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