[AiE] Ambrosia: Chapter 6

>You lied.

>You didn't sleep soundly.

>Your magic neutralized the effects of digestion easily.

>But having acid in your lungs was an uneasy feeling at best.

>Or whatever this mixture was at this point.

>The fragrance of apples surprisingly overpowers any other smell in her stomach.

>Though, the scent of her insides was probably the best part about this experience.

>While her stomach still pulsed around you, the feeling of soggy bread between your toes broke your peace of mind.

>You even went out of your way to help the food digest by grabbing rogue pieces and crushing it with your hands.

>She better get extra nourishment for this.

>As you lay curled up in her gut, Rarity has had many bouts of brilliance making her new line-up.

>Your confines wiggled as she would rattle off ideas that she would implement in a blink of an eye.

>She steadily drained your magic over a long period of time.

>While Twilight would use large chunks throughout the day, Rarity used a small stream of it.

>You didn't know which one was more tiring, but one thing was certain.

>No more appetizers before your consumption.

>While this soupy mixture will be sorted out later, it's a pretty big hassle to begin with.

>Speaking of which, you feel the muscular entrance to her intestines open up.

>You dive into the opening passage at the first chance you got.

>The sphincter closed down on your body, but it didn't stop you from slipping out her stomach.

>Squirming further into her innards, you feel the popular pony gasp in shock.

>”Well... that certainly feels... interesting...”

>A hoof prods at the faint bulges you made on her skin.

>”Are you alright Anonymous?  Or are you asleep?”

>You keep quiet as you seek refuge in her winding tubes.

>While the rush of thick liquid filled your surroundings quickly, it poured out to the rest of her digestive system very quickly.

>You silently eject the excessive amount of soupy mixture from your body, sending it out to be absorbed by the surrounding villi.

>Not wanting to worry Rarity, you suppress the instinct to cough out the liquid.

>As your entire body enters the small intestine, you decide to ride the little nutrition suckers further in.

>The familiar writhing of a hundred tiny squishy lumps played with your naked body.

>Meanwhile, you decide to listen in to Rarity's day over the squelching sounds of her bodily functions.

 

>”And... done!”

>Several days worth of work.

>Done in a matter of hours.

>This boggled Rarity's mind as inspiration for her newest line of clothes came to her easily.

>As if the ideas were with her this whole time.

>Even putting together the fabric and cutting the cloth took half the time.

>She begins to sort the leftover threads as she rubs her belly thoughtfully.

>”Couldn't have done it without you, my tasty little good luck charm.”

>Chuckling to herself, she feels empowered.

>Feeling your energy rushing through her body, she takes a glance in the mirror.

>”Oh?  Who's that gorgeous pony...”

>Rarity admires herself as she poses in the mirror.

>Her coat shimmered with an unnatural allure.

>She looked over herself with piercing, deep blue eyes.

>Even her hooves felt as smooth as a newborn baby's coat.

>Looking behind her, she sighs in relief at her finished tasks.

>”You've outdone yourself today, Rarity.  I do believe you've earned a casual stroll through the town.”

>Sneaking another peek in the mirror, a devious grin grows across her muzzle.

>”After all, it would be a crime to keep this beauty indoors.”

>Trotting down to the first floor of her lovely abode, she makes a quick exit from her home.

>Feeling your added weight bouncing in her with each step, she stops momentarily as she trots to the village center.

>”Hmm... maybe this wasn't the best decision...”

>”Rarity!”

>A purple alicorn rushes over to Rarity, her mane disheveled with worry in her eyes.

>”My my dear, what ever is the matter?”

>Screeching to a halt, Twilight takes a moment to catch her breath.

>”Have you seen Anon?  I couldn't find him yesterday, and its really important!”

>Rarity hushes a laugh to herself with a hoof before easing the princess' worries.

>”Do you not remember what we agreed to earlier this week?”

>”Of course, but that's why I need to find him!  He could've ran away for all I know!”

>”Twilight, dear, really.  Anon isn't some pup liable to get lost, in fact, I think he's happy with his current home.”

>The white unicorn strokes her round middle as you respond with a shake.

>She trembles at the feeling, her hind legs buckle slightly as she bites her lower lip.

>”...Rarity?  Are you okay?”

>Snapping to attention, Rarity's eyes refocus onto her friend.

>”Yes darling, sorry about that.  Today may not be the best for a walk after all.  So if you'll excuse me.”

>As Rarity turns around with a hint of a blush, Twilight skips over to her side.

>”Mind if I walk with you?”

>With a hint of irritation, Rarity agrees.

>”Sure Twilight... after all this is your project.”

>As the two neared Carousel Boutique, a faint ripple crawls over Rarity's coat.

>The skin-tight tunnel is unrelenting in fondling your entire being.

>Your slick surroundings move simultaneously as every inch of your skin feels the slippery grind.

>Hard again, you oblige in your waist's urge to plunge yourself into the spongy walls.

>The journey in was tiring, and your mind wanted nothing more than pleasure.

>Mindlessly stroking yourself against her tract, your body squirms as you convulse from the orgasm.

>Your breathing slows as your heart beats to match hers.

>Pleased with yourself, you drift into restful sleep.

>Meanwhile, Twilight is helping Rarity up from your inner assault.

>She was flat on her haunches as some of her pleasure shined on the ground below.

>Heavily panting as sweat beads fall from her head, Rarity steadies herself on her front door.

>”Is... is that supposed to happen?”

>Twilight gives her a look of uncertainty.

>”Well... yes, sort of.  It's an unintended side-effect which I wanted to warn you about.”

>Giving a final exhale of relief, Rarity opens the door to her home.

>”I truly appreciate you walking me back, away from the public eye.  That would've been quite... disastrous for my image.”

>As the two ponies entered Rarity's glamorous shop, Twilight keeps a close eye on her friend.

>”No problem Rarity... this is kind of my fault...”

>Walking up the stairs to her room, Rarity turns around with a shocked expression.

>”Nonsense darling!  I should've taken Anon's warnings much more seriously.  After all, I was able to do an astounding amount of work in such a short time.”

>”You mean...”

>Before Twilight can finish her sentence, Rarity swiftly opens the door to her inspiration room, allowing Twilight to take a glance in.

>Her dresses shone in the afternoon sun as each piece of fashion was expertly crafted.

>At least 20 dresses lined the walls, eagerly awaiting their time to show.

>Picking her jaw up from the floor, Twilight shakes her head in disbelief.

>”You told me that you intended to make 10 unique dresses by this week!”

>Rarity only responds with a titter.

>”Made all of these just this morning.  He truly is a miracle worker.”

>Twilight turns her head to the prideful unicorn.

>”Speaking of him, one you're... done with him, can you direct him to the library?  I need to tell him some of my findings from last night.”

>”Can you not tell him now?”

>A muffled snore echoes inside the unicorn, answering her question as if on queue.

>With an innocent giggle, Twilight begins to make her way downstairs.

>”Probably not today, this whole thing tires him very quickly.  Tomorrow perhaps?”

>Rarity poses indignantly with her response.

>”Well, only if I deem him deserving of freedom.  I'll direct you to him once I'm done with him.”

>She gives her friend a prolonged winked as her expression turns jovial.

>”See you tomorrow then, bye Rarity!”

>”Till then Twilight!”

>As Twilight shows herself out of the boutique, a sinister grin spreads over Rarity's face as she enters her bedroom.

>Laying back on her bed, she rubs her paunch, no larger than it usually is.

>With Sweetie Belle being picked up by their parents today, Rarity had her house to herself.

>”Hm, hm, hm... well then Anonymous, seems I sampled your warning from yesterday.  Now that we have plenty of time to ourselves, I intend to explore this thoroughly...”

>She rolls over on her stomach as she feel your solid form press further in against her.

>”Who knows when we'll have this time to each other again...”

>Responding with a disgruntled snort, Rarity gives a throaty laugh to her unconscious partner.

>”Let's begin, shall we?”