“You’ve got to learn somewhen.” Bug’s gruff voice rang out, knowing she couldn’t put off the lessons any longer. It was important to her that her sister could step up to the plate when needed, a little hope in her heart that predation might take Flash’s fancy and give her a bit of backbone to stop her from launching down any predator’s throat that just so happened to give a slight tease or two.

Flashbulb balked a little at the thought, flopping down lazily on her bedsheets. “But I already ate someone last time! I…I just got some bells that can reform a pony, so I can take a break for some harmless fun right…?” Her sweet, innocent smile was almost enough to melt Bug’s heart and have her cave immediately, but it was swiftly outweighed by Bug’s powerful desire to protect Flashbulb and keep her safe.

“Until someone treats the bells like they treat you and they end up a steaming pile of crap clogging a shitter.” Bug’s voice was deadpan, clearly unamused by the thought as she chucked a hi-vis vest to Flash. “Put this on and follow my lead.” Bug gave no context as she donned her own vest, completing her attire with a hard hat and clipboard and headed out the door, Flash scurrying after her to catch up after shimmying the vest on.

It didn’t take long to reach the edge of the Everfree, a place Bug kept close to home as an excellent source of deadly pets for her collection, not to mention foolish ponies that ended up packed away on her figure. “Play along, I’ll speak first, and we’ll get you playing the digestive tango soon enough.” She groaned as Flash’s tail started to wag like an excited puppy with a shy blush on her cheeks. “Not as the prey, behave Flash, we have a reputation to uphold!”

A short trot along the fairly safe main pathway into the forest led them to Zecora’s hut as Flash’s curiosity only rose even more, surprised that Bug simply walked in without even bothering to knock, a rather rude invasion of privacy in her book. But what served to surprise her even more was the thick, lusty scent of musk that swamped her the moment the door opened.

“Wha…?!” Flashbulb could only moan, the easily excited cutie being exposed to such a potent scent caught her attention easily, following her sister inside quickly only to be greeted with the source of the scent. Zecora’s body had seemingly underwent a significant change as she was sprawled out on the ground next to her upturned potion cauldron, a bright pink liquid splashed out around all over the floor.

Flashbulb could only look on in awe as it seemed whatever the concoction was had morphed Zecora into an anthro goddess, complete with a thick, veiny horsecock towering up in the air, her hands wrapped around it and pumping it futilely, drenched in sweat, growling and whining with an urge she just couldn’t seem to sate. A large puddle of precum was soaking into the floor, staining the fur on the zebra’s ass.

Bug coughed and cleared her throat to gain Zecora’s attention, her eyes peering back, slit like a feral cat for a brief moment before a shake of her head brought her back to her senses enough to pay attention to the pony that had intruded into her home uninvited. “You’re in violation of quite a few time laws here, lucky I needed the overtime. It’s a real pain tracking down deviants before they cause a ton of damage, have you fucked anyone yet?”

Zecora looked back in confusion, shaking her head as she looked between the two. Her thoughts were lagging a lot more than usual in the circumstances, not only did she have male hormones coursing through her body, but growing twice her usual size meant twice the dose of those powerful compounds surging through her brain.

“Good, got here in time then. That spunk of yours could knock up a whole town and make a real fuck up of the timeline. No-one wants a Ponyville full of inbred pony zeeb hybrid hicks.” She shook her head, sighing. “Look, it’s getting late, and I’d rather not just paint the walls with your blood, so we can do this the fun way instead if you’re co-operative. Trust me, you don’t want that, or the higher ups getting involved.”

The thought struck fear through the zebra, although the sluggishness and pent-up arousal made it difficult to strike up any kind of fight, barely able to sit up to address the situation properly. “I do not wish to fight, this late in the night.” Zecora knew in her heart she may as well be incapacitated, vulnerable, making it clear she had no desire for a tussle.

“Nah, I’m not going to fight or kill you.” Bug grinned to herself, knowing full well she wasn’t exactly lying here, even though Zecora wasn’t ever going to leave her hut again. “There’s a lewd way to do this and deal with that cock of yours. When there is a dicksturbance in the force, we step in to solve it in a Flash.” Bug sent a sly wink Flashbulb’s way, enjoying the soft giggle she got from her sibling.

“This method you speak of is curious, is it quite…luxurious?” The zebra forced another rhyme, her delivery rather janky as the lust for debauchery raged ever onwards the longer she was blue-balled. The reassurance of not being on death row helped settle some of the nerves she had in the unexpected guests’ arrival. She knew she’d be an easy target in this state, and in her weak sense of mind, all she could think of was knowing lewdness was coming her way rather than the present, looming danger.

Bug nodded, giving her sister a swift spank on the flank, chuckling from the loud squeak of surprise it produced, not to mention the delightful jiggling of an ass that needed a bit more meat on it in her opinion. “So, we’ll stuff you down Flash’s throat, let her body work its magic and that dick’ll be all gone before you know it. Sound good?”

A blank stare is all Bug got in response for a few moments, a couple blinks breaking up the tension as Zecora’s jaw opened and shut a few times, completely gobsmacked by the suggestion. “Are you sure this is safe? To me it sounds…unsafe.” Even Flashbulb had to stifle a chuckle at how weak that rhyme was, her infectious, innocent laughter inadvertently helping to make things feel safer than they were.

"Maybe I can...help...from inside her instead...?" Flash mumbled, looking towards the ground bashfully as she rubbed a forehoof against her other, blushing warmly at the thought of being a meal instead, her mind racing with thoughts of padding out the exotic goddess before Bug groaned, quickly speaking up to dispel the thought before it could be latched onto.

"No, that's against regulation. The higher ups would be upset. Got to do this by the book, we don't know how stretchy this jenny here is. Wouldn't want her to pop." Bug could see that Flash's preyish tendency at least had some useful impact here as it seemed to dispel any last sense of worry Zecora had.

The unfamiliar testosterone coursing through Zecora’s veins served to have a significant impact on her state of mind, making the exotic mare more compliant than she should be, simply for the promise of getting to relieve that burning desire roaring in her, demanding her lust be sated. That primal need served to rob her of some common sense when dealing with these two strange mares.

“If it is safe for you, must be for me too.” Her rhyming was still poor, her mind paying little attention to cocky wordplay as she jumped on the suggestion, ignoring the red flags as she let Flash’s desires act as assumed proof that the encounter was safe and benign in nature. It certainly helped that Flash had started to creep closer, licking her lips as she grew closer to that towering shaft that was flooding the room with that intoxicating scent.

"Look, we're on a time crunch here, I've been stuck training Flash here on a tougher job with a tall gal like you. The sooner we get this done, the sooner we can get things corrected. If it helps get things done quicker, you can hump her tongue while you're sliding in." Bug groaned, quickly stepping in before the other two decided to have a romp around instead.

Flash purred in delight at the idea as Zecora nodded firmly too, itching to do whatever she could to finally be rid of the overwhelming horniness. She headed over to stand next to Bug, letting her sister gently open her maw with a hoof, her tongue drooling out to show off the inside of her maw, a healthy blush tinging her cheeks pink.

Zecora stumbled to her feet drunkenly, the effort to stand immense as her body wanted nothing more than to collapse in a heap and make a mess of some sheets, but she couldn’t deny there was something enticing about having her cock wrapped up fully inside of a mare’s tight, slick throat. “Are you sure I’m going to fit? We still have time to quit.” She had to admit, Flashbulb was certainly a cutie, and Zecora had no desire to overstretch the slim softie. She knelt down, leaning forward as she brought her head close.

Before Flash could try to take it in, Bug stopped her. “No, you aren’t ready to just dive in and choke her down, you need to start slower.” She grasped Zecora’s arms, squeezing them together and guiding her fingertips to Flashbulb’s lips. “Start here, it is easier to work your way up to thicker parts of…the deviant you are helping.” Bug caught herself before she could refer to Zecora as a meal, wanting to make sure Flashbulb had her tucked away before the taunting began.

Flash suckled gently on the offered hands, humming happily at the delightful taste, playing with them for a while as her tongue teased between the fingers, coating them in a healthy dose of saliva before trying to swallow them deeper. The moment they sank into her throat, her eyes bulged out, unused to such an overstuffing in her throat as she fought to keep them down, taking a few nervous swallows up to Zecora’s elbows.

Flash’s body simply wasn’t designed for the task, not to mention being less interested in predation than her apex sibling meant she hadn’t practiced it enough as she sat awkwardly, trying to get her meal a little deeper with poor success. Seeing how much more she had to take stressed her out a bit as she nervously pulled away, slipping the zebra’s arms out of her throat, shaking her head. “T…That isn’t going to work I think sis, I’m sorry.”

Bug looked at her hoof as if checking a watch, further reinforcing the idea she was a disgruntled supervisor training a newbie that she just wanted to hurry up and get it all over with. "Sorry about my sister here, she's new, if you couldn't tell. Might be able to fit you in her pussy instead to get this dealt with."

Apologising left a sour taste in her mouth, but at heart Bug knew it was all simply part of the plan, to pretend and play nice just to make the process smooth for her sister. She couldn't give a fuck if Zecora liked it when she was digested away inside her preyish sibling, but it felt important to capitalize on Zecora's rampant arousal to keep her willing until Flash could get her packed away.

"I...In my...?" Flash squeaked, head quickly flicking between the two. The thought of having something so big stuffed in her folds, pleasuring all those sensitive nerve endings...it was enough to distract her from submissive thoughts, at least temporarily. "I...sure! We...we can get Zecora all fixed up, good as new!"

The concept clearly had strong appeal for Flash and Zecora, the anthro couldn't help but lick her lips and casually stroke the thick horsecock standing tall and proud from her crotch, fighting a losing battle with the lust burning in her mind at the thought of not only getting her dick wet in hot horse snatch, but the rest of her too, smothered in that scent? Zecora simply nodded, and Flash could have sworn for a brief moment that Zecora's turquiose eyes had went heartshaped for a brief moment.

Zecora got into position behind Flashbulb as her tail flicked to the side to show off the plump pony pussy normally hidden away. Zecora couldn’t help but take a few heavy whiffs of the sweet aroma, shamelessly sniffing snatch as her cock throbbed and spat more precum on the floor, giving it a few more idle jerks as the lust burned brightly.

She lifted her hand to reach them up to enter the same way as before, but swiftly found Bug had taken over in impatience, a swift shove to the back of Zecora’s head sending her face-first into the folds ahead, continued pressure letting Flash’s pussy fully envelop her head, the folds squeezing tightly around her neck like a collar.

“You can go headfirst, depth is the harder part when it comes to UB.” The term was unfamiliar to Zecora, but she couldn’t bring herself to care anyway as she was in heaven, smothered from all sides in the potent scent that just screamed breedable mare to her, a growing, burning desire to flood this mare with cum built up in her thoughts, with no way to vent and release those inner frustrations after her shoulders slipped in too, locking her hands at her sides, bare inches away from getting to play with her cock.

Bug could only hope that her sister was capable of stretching enough without magical assistance to take a full anthro as she crammed a bit more inside as Flashbulb’s cervix squished up against Zecora’s face, progress grinding to a halt as they reached an impasse. Flash’s forehooves gave out as she sprawled out on the ground, tongue lolling out of her maw as she shivered and twitched, her pussy tightening down as she squirted around Zecora, a mini orgasm flooding her body with a rush of pleasure that took her by surprise.

Bug grabbed Zecora’s ass to try and shove her in more, disappointed to find no amount of force helped, the pushing only shoving Flash forward as her tight cervix was too unfamiliar with taking in prey as Bug started to get impatient, settling on a final hail Mary before she’d have to deal with the bitch herself and start Flash on smaller objects.

A swift yank pulled Zecora free from Flash’s snatch, her upper body completely drenched in the pony’s pussy juices as the zebra’s eyes practically rolled around in her head, drunk on lust as the scent was practically burned into her nostrils. She looked around helplessly, her eyes glazed over as she stared at Bug in confusion, her breathing shaky as she whimpered, her cock starting to hurt with how pent up she was getting, her balls swollen to uncomfortable levels.

“We’ll need force to cram you in. Won’t hurt either of you since you’ve covered in cunt juices.” She tugged her sister’s tail gently, getting her into position and making sure her tail stayed out of the way as she turned Zecora to face Flash’s soft, squishy holes again, seeing her pussy clench and quiver as it tried to close from having been stretched open so thoroughly. She could even see Flash’s cervix, the tight ring protecting Flash’s womb from entry.

Bug’s hoof pushed down on her sister’s back, making her shift to be ass up, chest down so that the shove wouldn’t just knock Flash forward. As she looked at her sister, she realized…it would be far easier to just cram the bitch of Flash’s tailhole, the depth problem being solved by those intestines being a passage straight into Flash’s stomach, removing the need to worry about an inner barrier fucking up her plans.

With that knowledge, Zecora’s fate was sealed as Bug grabbed her, adjusting trajectory as she practically threw her forward headfirst into Flashbulb’s pucker, the mare letting out a loud squeal of shock as she found her asshole suddenly stretched open wider than it ever had before, even more than the most satisfying dump she’d ever had with a smaller living meal she’d managed to eat and digest before under Bug’s guidance.

“W…Wow!” Drool poured from her lips as her tail swished like crazy in excitement, completely caught off guard by the surprising chain of events as she let her sibling cram her ass full, bracing herself to help Bug get Zecora packed away before she could change her mind.

For the zebra, the unexpected change of events had served to knock her out of her reverie a little, the sweet, flowery scent of mare pussy replaced with the foul stench of bowel bile, her nose twitching in disgust as she simply had little desire in the backdoor front. Her chest vanished quickly as Bug worked fast to get her trapped inside before any struggling could occur and free her from Flash’s depths, the tip of her cock soon squeezing past the rubbery ring.

Even with the foul odour, Zecora had to admit that the sensations flooding over her cock were heavenly in that moment, finally getting a little bit of relief as the tightness forced her dick up against her chest as her writhing pulled her deeper, dick squeezed between the soft fur on her chest and the slick, tight walls of Flashbulb’s bowels.

Some weak, awkward thrusts helped pack her away as her head pushed through into Flash’s caustic stomach, the foul stench replaced with a sharp acidic one, her nose twitching as it made her nose feel itchy, her knees squeezing through that pucker as her fighting picked up pace a bit more. The fear mixing with pleasure kicked in her body’s natural processes, her subconscious mind acutely aware of the danger she was in even as her active thoughts still hadn’t gotten the memo.

Her body knew that it was in mortal danger, natural instincts kicking in as she skipped straight to orgasm, her body doing its best to preserve life by cumming spontaneously in the hopes that it would be able to knock someone up to help keep life going. The splooge surged inside of Flash’s intestines, overflowing them from how backed up Zecora’s balls were, the sticky seed soon spilling back down into Flash’s rectum.

Bug was intimately familiar with such a reaction, even her most unwilling meals occasionally squirting out a load inside of her when they knew that death was imminent. Bug could tell from the squirming bulge that the zeeb was spurting off a load, quickly rolling Flash over so that the overflow of seed that soon dribbled out of her ass over Zecora’s feet spilled down over her dock instead of her pussy, protecting her sibling from getting knocked up with unwanted hybrid foals.

Zecora’s body fell still for a moment in the afterglow, panting heavily as it made it all the easier for Bug to just force the last of her in with a hoof, letting the rhythmic clenches of Flash’s bowels drag her in deeper, depositing the huge girl inside of Flash’s dangerous tummy.

Flash hugged her gut firmly, looking towards her sister with unbound excitement. “I…I did it! She’s so big, but I did it! All for you sis!” She beamed back lovingly, ecstatic that she’d managed such a monumental task for her sister, the deep affection they shared for one another was a strong bond.

“With help.” Bug grumbled, although she would be loathe to admit that under that hardened shell she tended to portray, there was a simple, soft smile on her lips as she looked at her overstuffed sister. She hoped that Flash would enjoy this enough to be a little more careful in the future, the thought of losing Flashbulb to some amateur predator a recurring nightmare. “Just got to digest the bitch now.”

Flash’s gut fell still for a moment as Zecora had caught that last bit Bug said, her mind taking time to process it. Having came, her thoughts were clearer, less obscured by overwhelming arousal as she finally put the pieces together, realizing how stupid she had been. The fear was powerful enough she couldn’t give less of a fuck about her species’ tendency to rhyme. “W…Wait, no, that isn’t…”

“Isn’t what?~” Bug grinned harshly, quickly leaning in to press her head against the bulge Zecora’s head made, not wanting to miss a single bit of one of her favourite parts of vore. Taunting a snack that had finally realized what fate had in store for them. “I promised I wouldn’t kill you, not that my sister wouldn’t. See how dangerous that dick of yours was? So easily falling for a shitty trap…pathetic, really.”

It was almost as good to her as having a meal herself, almost knocked off balance from Zecora’s struggles picking up something fierce, her hands and feet pressing and kicking hard into the smothering walls she was clamped down by, her useless attempts only amusing Bug further. Handprints were clearly visible through the fleshy walls, the bulges clearly defined for now in Zecora’s shape, Flash’s tummy stretched to twice the size of the rest of her.

“Hmm, how would you say it…Now that you’ve fit, you’ll turn into shit?” Her grin was feral as she delighted in the ramped up struggling at her words, cooing softly as her hooves pressed into her sister’s gut, squishing down on the lump of meat stewing inside of Flashbulb’s gut. The angry resistance was far too late to be of use, outside of the struggles putting pressure on Flash’s clit, a squee of excitement coming from the pleasured mare enjoying being stuffed to the max.

A pained scream filled the room as it gurgled from Zecora’s throat, her bones starting to creak under the overwhelming pressure clamping down on her as the stomach worked tirelessly to pound and melt her down into a nutritious slurry, taking advantage of her helplessness while completely inconsiderate and uncaring of her feelings on the matter. To Flash’s stomach, she was no more significant than a few mouthfuls of hay, her entire life and memories completely irrelevant.

A few whimpered cries joined the growling of Flash’s tummy as Bug enjoyed kneading and squishing down on her sister’s gut, always keen to help pulverize and snuff some slut in a friend’s gut. It made her proud, seeing Flashbulb enjoying the predatory side for once, which only made her want to make the experience even more enjoyable, lovingly working away for over an hour as Zecora’s fighting gradually died down.

A loud belch signalled Zecora’s end as Flash burped up her last breath, Flash’s head flopping down to the floor with the hard work. It had taken its own toll on her body, albeit a far less severe bodily toll than the meat stewing in her guts. She purred softly, weakly leaning in to nuzzle her sister before sleepily blinking, sprawled out on the ground. “Nhnn…thanks sis, are you always this…tired, after…?”

“You get used to it. In no time you’ll be snuffing sluts all day if you wanted.” She chuckled as she saw Flash had already drifted off to sleep. She didn’t want to wake her up, trotting over to Zecora’s bed to take the bedsheets she’d no longer need, draping them lovingly over her sister before giving a soft kiss to her forehead.

Hopping into the sheetless bed, she shivered a little, finding it a bit harder to drift to sleep, but the dreams she had were certainly pleasant, filled with thoughts of going on hunts with her sister, the duo deadly efficient at taking whoever they wanted and using them however satisfied them most as Flash’s gut worked hard in the meanwhile to destroy the evidence of their crime, converting the zebra into unrecognisable sludge.

Bug woke up around dawn, browsing through Zecora’s stuff and taking potions and items she thought might be useful or valuable given their previous owner was now well on the way to being mulch. She stole glances occasionally towards Flash to see when she’d wake up, along with getting regular updates with how processed Zecora was. It amused her to check every half hour, getting a morbid sort of timelapse of the obscene bulges smoothing out.

Bug could tell she was about done as noon approached, sitting nearby and reading one of her slutty magazines she’d brought with her to wait for Flash to wake up. A cute yawn caught her attention after a while, quickly hiding the porn mag as Flash slowly got up, rubbing the sleepydust from her eyes as her hooves naturally rested on her tummy, not even remembering yet what happened last night.

“Nhnn…h…hey, why do I feel so full…? I haven’t had breakfast yet right?” She tilted her head in adorable confusion before Bug could see the lightbulb go off in her head. “…Oh! Mhmm, explains why I need to…go to the little filly’s room. Where’s her toilet?” Flash looked around as the need grew, discomfort growing as she couldn’t spot any bathroom to solve the issue.

“She was a swamp dweller, probably just shat and pissed outside uncultured as fuck and wiped with a leaf. Just shit on the floor, you can wipe with her sheets.” Bug shrugged, lounging back as she chuckled at Flash’s flustered complaints.

“But…I…!” Flashbulb whined, her gut starting to hurt a little as the need pressed on even more. “Can…you wait outside please…? W…While I’m doing it, at least…?” Her ears pinned back shyly against her head, giving a puppy dog stare so powerful it should be illegal. Another shrug came from Bug as she tried not to react to the adorableness, trotting outside.

Finally to herself, Flash trembled as she stood up, her gut cramping as she could already feel a fat log pressing up insistently against her pucker, the mare much more familiar with stuff squeezing out of it instead of inside like Zecora before. Even still, a few nervous, unintentional squeezes of her muscles twitching kept it from starting to come out at first, before finally it managed to start squeezing its way through.

The first log was kept sturdy with a thigh bone running through the middle to keep it firm, prevent Flash’s tailhole from squeezing it out in chunks from her tense clenching, forcing her ass to stay open for it as the weight of it soon helped pull it free from between her cheeks, flopping to the floor gracelessly as the thickness kept her ass gaped, ready for more to follow.

A few horse apples were next, the brown muck barrelling out in quick succession, the sensation akin to yanking out anal beads as Flash moaned happily, completely uncaring that another had died to fuel this exciting moment. If anything, she had respect for her meal, glad and thankful of the pleasure they’d provided, even if unwillingly.

Zecora’s bones had been bleached white under the vicious assault Flash’s gut had provided, albeit the majority of them had been stained brown with the foul fecal matter they were mostly encased in, the occasional bone or fragment escaping such a fate before being buried under more bowel batter that poured out of Flashbulb.

She hugged a hoof to her gut, squeezing and pushing it softly to help guide the monumental amount of shit downwards to the exit, trying to help some of the stubborn bowel batter leave before she got backed up. A loud, putrid fart rang out, splurting some more liquid shit out over the pile as caught the runs for some of the remains, practically pissing out of her ass as it poured down to cover what bits of bone had escaped a coating.

She shifted and spread her hindhooves a bit more to avoid getting them coated and make it a bit easier to squeeze out what was left, finding the final lump the hardest to overcome. Her face glowed red as she grunted with the exertion, pushing and pushing as she felt the bone inside threaten to crack under the pressure before it fired out, bouncing further than intended.

Flashbulb panted heavily, overcome by how difficult it had proved to dispose of the waste from a fully grown anthro, her asshole sore from squeezing it all out, although she certainly was proud she’d managed it, and the extra pudge she’d gained was worth it all. She knew she couldn’t tell Bug, but she bet to herself that it made her look all the more tasty, a thought that sent a flutter through her chest.

Turning around, she found that the last lump turned out to be a fairly intact pelvis, complete with a thick turd that almost resembled Zecora’s horsecock as if the universe had a twisted sense of humour. She reached down awkwardly to grab the sheets, reaching back to wipe her ass with the silk bedsheets, at least happy to find it was kinder to her hole than toilet paper.

Stained, she rested it down gently on the main pile, the sheets not big enough to carry the pelvis and cock-shaped shit statue that had fallen a bit further out, not wanting to touch it to move it. A whistle soon caught her attention, head snapping towards the door to see Bug poking her head in with a devilish grin.

“Damn sis, quite the pile. Not the best job getting rid of that dick, but no-one is going to fuck a shit statue memorial to it at least. Good enough.” She laughed as Flashbulb fluffed up, puffing out her cheeks and flaring her wings in complaint.

“O…Out! D…Don’t watch me poo, i…it’s embarrassing!” The soft mare stammered, huffing too herself as her wings settled down to her sides again after Bug left. The musky stench had long since wafted out of the home overnight with its producer long gone, swiftly starting to get replaced with the stench of shit.

Flashbulb’s nose scrunched up as she caught the scent, repulsed as she swiftly joined Bug outside, satisfied that she’d wiped properly and could go on with her day normally, her wings hugging her body as a giddiness ran through her, thoughts drifting back again to how much more of a snack she must look given her size. She had a feeling today would be great, nuzzling her sister lovingly as the two left the forest, leaving someone else to discover the horror left behind in the swamp hut.


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Bug helps her sister Flashbulb snarf a rather buxom anthro Zecora...

A gift story from my friend Gizmo, who got had this written for him by RDashiee. As of late Giz has been on a bit of a craving for zeebs, so I was not suprised when he wanted to do a cross over with the grey glutton.

This is also my one-hundred-and-twenty-second sketch from  Silent_E 's patreon. This one features the aftermath of Flashbulb enjoying a curvaceous zebra meat meal, though it took a few attempts before Bug managed to cram the backdoor banquet through her clenching backdoor...

This picture of a content Flashbulb was kindly coloured by my friend  plaguetyranno .

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