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Potent Pollen By doomfister -- Report

MMMPPHHH…

Honey Milk letting out a muffled meep of confused arousal, as she collapsed to the ground in a crumpled heap. The bat pony shivering helplessly, as her stifled squeak sputtered into the pungent flower that had slotted snuggly over her snout like a sticky shroud. The disorientated mare paralyzed with pleasure, as a single breath of potent pollen overwhelmed her system into a state of delirious desire. The ensnared equine feeling fatigued, unable to move, as the powerful pheromones diffused from her lungs into her bloodstream, leaving her intoxicated by the aggressive aphrodisiac. Honey’s sense of self slipping, in tandem with her heartbeat racing, as she was rendered down into a compliant mound of moaning mare meat.

The mare only able to let out a mewling whimper, as she felt the girth of a thick tendril pushing into her needy sex like a waxy dildo. The tip tenderly stroking over her lower lips for but a moment, before its stabbing pressure parted the pony’s pussy like the stab of a debaucherous dagger, leaving her ample anatomy to reflexively respond to the abrupt penetration with a wriggling gyration from her heavy hips. A gasp mumbling out of her muzzle, as Honey’s nuzzling nose sank deeper into the flower wrapped around her enthralled face like an undulating mask. The rubbery appendage tightly clasping around the bleating pony’s cranium, allowing it to continue drugging her with its corrupting cloud of tranquilizing fragrance, until it was confident that any urge to resist had completely drained from the mare fidgeting in its grasp.

Only then did the oily opening pressed against her nostrils ease forward, as the peckish plant moved to claim the heavy load of flustered female flesh in its clutches. Its natural perfume keeping its doughy dinner docile, allowing the foliage to feed at its leisure, as it used the natural grain of the bat pony’s bound body to slowly slide over her like a sap-drenched sock. Honey’s meek twitching doing nothing to deter the encroaching maw, which swiftly swallowed her with a string of squelching slurps. The gel-lubricated interior of the advancing vine effortlessly stretching to accommodate the pacified load of curvaceous chevaline, who was rapidly reduced to a shapely swelling shuddering within its strained stem.

A weak “HMMPH….” Escaping Honey’s lips, as within a matter of moments she was securely sheathed within the plant’s slimy stomach sac. A muscular sphincter sealing closed behind her hind hooves with a rippling clench, leaving the equine encapsulated within the elastic expanse of what felt like a skintight latex suit. The gastric cavity conforming to her effeminate proportions with a figure-hugging firmness, leaving Honey to marinate within the clammy sweatiness of her muggy surroundings. If it was another predator perhaps, she would have bucked and struggled, but under the thrall of the now engorged Miasma Flower that had effortlessly engulfed her, she could only let out an agreeable purr of wanton craving. The carnivorous flora was a distant relative of the ever-voracious larder vine, and though it lacked the impressive capacity of its larger cousin, it still possessed the capacity to render a mare down into a jibbering lump of mollified lunchmeat.

That was all Honey was now, curled up calories waiting to be properly processed by the flower’s unforgiving digestive system. Instead of fighting her fate as food though the mare just lay there neatly, periodically wriggling as she attempted to attend to the urge to quench the salacious fire currently smouldering betwixt her legs. She only had a couple of stale lungfuls of oxygen-deprived air to make use of though, and before the pony had really begun to polish the silver she had given up the ghost with a final sputtering spasm. A gentle “GLRGGL…” ringing out as the smothered equine expired, indicating that her digestive dungeon was gearing up to properly process the packed-away protein it had been generously gifted.

Thankfully Honey would not get to experience this unpleasant experience first hoof, as by the time the acid really started flowing, she had long since blacked out and suffocated. Not like the bubbling emulsion of enzymes the equine was marinating in required permission or consent from the consumed for what was to come next, as over the course of a couple of hours the mare melted into a nutritious bat pony broth. The creamy chyme a molten mulch of the eat equines more easily metabolized base components, which would be more than enough to sustain the predatory plant for several months. A cacophony of groaning GLRP’s and GLRGL’s gurgling out of the overstretched gut, as Honey’s distinctive shape began to lose definition and begin to round out as she was sluiced into a sloshing soup.

At this point the plant tensed its gastric chamber, further compacting the mare meatball stewing within its steamy stomach with an audible squelch, replacing Honey with just a gradually deflating bulge along the flower's normally slender stem. The liquidated slurry draining downwards with audible glugs, as the simmering stew was siphoned off to an underground bulb to await absorption. The chunky mixture of nitrates and other pulped minerals seeping into a subterranean storage bulb, where the fresh fertilizer could be further broken down, whilst also making room for the next filling mare to take a whiff of its subduing scent…………

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An unfortunate Honey Milk's pleasant stroll was rudely interrupted when a rather peckish Miasma Flower. The plant latching onto the mare's muzzle, giving her a good spray of its potent pollen, paralyzing the pony with pleasure, allowing it to engulf the equine without much fuss...

A pheromone-laced Plant vore sequence between me and Crazy ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Crazy+Water ). This one features Honey Milk getting a demonstration for the feeding methods of the rare Miasma Flower.

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