Title:           Heart Things: Chapter 8
Author:          MutualTaco
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First Edit:      Saturday 5th of July 2014 07:26:30 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 5th of July 2014 07:26:30 PM CDT

>You lose track of time as you ride inside the stuffy cavity of Lyra's womb.
>Each step she takes shook the throbbing walls that wrapped around your contorted body.
>The various organs, muscles and fat treated you as their own, making little room for you to move.
>Your breaths slow in pace as you try to calm yourself down as your body jolts up and down with the mobile pony.
>With nothing to do, you listen in on Lyra's activities.
>She converses with her friends over lunch, the distinct thump of mush and splashing of liquid vibrate around you.
>Each gulp of water thundered in your ears, replacing the erratic beat of her heart.
>You hear the groan of wood as you feel the plump pony sit on various furniture.
>Her friends lightly joke with her, secretly wanting to find as many humans as she did.
>Of course, the reality was that it was just one pony.
>Lyra's voice never faltered, telling her acquaintances about the savory creatures.
>It almost sounds like she's had a few before meeting you.
>You wouldn't doubt it, but her talks seemed to excite her as well.
>The walls and cervix ooze a thick, viscous fluid as your sweat joins the concoction.  
>Parched from all the lost water, you desperately lap at the steady excitement that oozed from around your neck.
>The nectar was much sweeter from within as you eagerly slurp at the sticky sustenance.
>The flow of bodily juices gathered below your head that still stuck out from the fleshy globe that held the rest of your form captive.
>An occasional shudder vibrated all around you as feel Lyra's hind legs tighten the tunnel around you.
>The vice-like grip crushed your head as she silently orgasms.
>You hear the voices of her friends ask every time if she was okay.
>Lyra would typically answer the same each time through bated breath.
>They didn't pry, as you assume that she was quite the eccentric one among her friends.
>If anything, it only made the ponies outside more excited to find your kind.
>Believing that humans acted as some sort of aphrodisiac, conversations with the other ponies grew few and far between as the sound of frantic hooves and flapping wings increased.
>With the entrance to the outside sealed by the powerful, thick thighs of the chubby unicorn, the colorless lubrication sloshes around you, gathering steadily.
>You don't protest as you sip heartily, your body begging for more life-giving fluids.
>But, even as you drink up to your heart's content, her body far outproduced your capability to consume.
>Tapping on the walls with your palm, you feel Lyra contort as she whispers to you.
>”Gimme a bit, I'll find a quick place to relieve myself soon.”
>Hearing her excuse herself from the flurry of ponies she encountered on the way, you practically inhale as much gooey, candy-like lubrication as you can.
>Though she will probably start churning out more soon enough, you felt a need for this.
>No food has satisfied you more than the greasy lining of her vaginal walls.
>You feel your body loosen up as any aches and pains vanish from your being.
>While you still felt groggy surrounded by the firey heat of her loins, you feel almost refreshed from every drop of nectar you swallow down.
>It is almost as if your body has been purged of every impurity that resided in it, and the addictive, sweet substance that seeped around you was to thank.
>Breathing was no issue to you, though you still feared the rising ooze as it splashed around you.
>You get flipped upside down as Lyra's lips naturally spread apart.
>The excess amount of stringy liquid lazily flop out as it hits the water below with a splash.
>Gazing into the bottom of a large toilet, you feel her lower muscles tighten around you.
>She grunts loudly as your head feels a large object slide from above you.
>A loud splash shortly follows as her groin closes up, obscuring your view.
>Figuring that a large meal will need a large amount of time to clear, you dismiss the idea of imminent freedom.
>Her strains of effort grew more intense as more waste slides out from her rear.
>The frequent flushing of the toilet an indicator of how big the mischievous pegasus really was.
>You feel the various sizes of waste bump against your head as the two tubes resided right next to each other.
>Fortunately, the flowery, musty scent of her birthing canal overpowered whatever sour stench her bowels conjured up.
>As her groans slowly turned to sighs of relief, you hear the familiar steady stream of golden liquid rumble above you.
>The slit relaxes as you watch the liquid pillar turn the clear water below you into a dark dandelion.
>Her pants become more steady as she continues to relieve her bladder.
>Any leftover pleasure that glistened on the rippling tunnels around you slid down into the watery mixture.
>With a final exhale of sheer bliss, the fleshy cavern is sealed once again as darkness consumes your vision with one last flush.
>You tap her velvety inners again, reminding her of your presence.
>”Hold on, they gave me a private room here at camp, so I can let you out soon enough.”
>The quick response made you believe that she did all of that on purpose.
>Whether or not she couldn't hold it in was a mystery to you.
>But she was quite a brave mare for just letting you watch her relieve herself.
>Then again, you were jammed halfway up her privates.
>Secrets at this point were meaningless as the ribbed confines started to moisten once again.
>Rolling your eyes, you see that Lyra definitely takes a lot more pleasure in this than you do.
>With a few more bounces in your soft, elastic home, you hear the distinct slam and lock of a door.
>Lyra pants loudly as you feel her flip over, belly up.
>The walls expand around you as the entrance to the womb dialate, freeing your neck to move about freely.
>You roll your head across your shoulders, reveling in the ability to move once more, though your body wasn't sore.
>Her hooves press against her belly, pushing your rear towards the yawning exit.
>Though the light of freedom shined in your eyes, something was amiss.
>As your body entered the expanding tunnel, another force presses you down into the soft walls.
>Preventing your escape, the puffy gate closes as a teal hoof strokes the top of the organic tube.
>You feel her body huff up and down as you hear her heartbeat pound with increasing ferocity.
>”Please... just one more...”
>Before you can respond, the rippling tunnel closes around you as she thrusts her hips forward.
>Panting in unison with the horny mare, you let the taut muscles squeeze your small form as the familiar thick fluid fills up the tiny passage.
>She bounces up and down, her pink pit throbbing with need as the heat becomes overwhelming.
>In a single motion, Lyra lets out a muffled yelp as she ejects you from her groin.
>Her entire body shudders in pleasure as you slide halfway out her loins.
>Cloudy fluids pour out around you as it drips onto the beddings below.
>With her back arched, she bathes in the post-orgasm as you slip out the rest of your drenched body.
>Relaxing her entire body, her massive rump hits the bed with a loud thud.
>The pony-sized bed complains as the crafted wood groans at the stress.
>A few lust-induced breaths later, the sounds of splintering wood breaks the silence.
>The legs give under the weight of the tubby pony as the two of you join the fall of the bed.
>With the mattress still in tact, you both lay in the sticky substance, exhausted from an entire day's worth of sexual escapades.
“You'll have to work off that fat if we want to escape, you know?”
>She looks over her engorged belly to give you a cheeky grin.
>”What, and completely blow our cover?  No one suspected a thing when you were in there!  You were practically a part of me!”
>Her words gave you a bit of pause.
>While the experience wasn't completely terrible, you didn't want to make this a habit.
>Before you can say anything, a neon yellow glow consumes your body as she float you over to her open forelegs.
>She held you tightly against her padded body as she dries you off with her magic.
>The soft warmth of her coat making you forget what you wanted to complain about.
>”We can sleep for tonight, but tomorrow you're going back in, got it?”
>Her smile widens as you look to her in shock, reminding you that you wanted to give her a piece of your mind.
“But...”
>She puts a hoof to your lips, the limb almost covering your entire face.
>”Unless you want to walk around a camp filled with hungry ponies, its the only place I can guarantee your safety, okay?”
>You sigh into the soft, cushioned middle of the hoof, giving a reluctant nod.
>”Great!  So let's sleep to good luck in the morning.”
>Lyra rolls on her side as she maintains her grip on your thin form.
>Her body jiggles as she moves about, settling into the mangled bed.
>A few sighs of relief is all it took before she drifted into a peaceful slumber.
>Shrugging to yourself, you relax next to the mare.
>With nowhere else to go, you entrust your life with the spunky unicorn as you close your eyes to the sounds of her silent snores.