>You sit on the edge of Twilight's bed as the purple mare lays on her back.
>The large, deformed orb of her tummy twitches as Rainbow constantly shifts to make herself comfortable.
>Her muffled grumbles were barely audible through the thick flesh, but her squeals of surprise as the organ churned on her were much louder.
>Dash seemed to have accepted her fate, as her vocal complaints stopped a while ago.
>Though, you can practically feel the anger seething from her.
>Meanwhile, Twilight rested with a dopey, satisfied grin on her face.
>Her tongue hangs out of her mouth as she pants loudly.
>Beads of sweat rolled off her face as her body strains to contain the pony her size.
>Assuring you that she was fine, you helped her onto her bed earlier upon your return.
“So let me get this straight...”
>Her head lazily rolls over to your direction.
“You told Dash about the experiment, and as she flew off to get me, you caught her.”
>She nods in affirmation, her belly jiggling slightly as her ear flaps in response.
“Reading my book, you found that some sustaining magic was infused into you.”
>You assume Twilight's glazed-over expression was a “Yes.”
>Forcing out a sarcastic tone, you try to lightly scold her.
“So, you did the only sensible thing at the time and ate her?”
>Twilight whines out her first words in a long time.
>”But she tasted soooo goooood!”
>Her stomach jiggles about violently as her prisoner thrashes about.
>Twilight puts a hoof to her mouth, as not to vomit.
>Rainbow's scratchy voice pierces Twilight's tummy.
>”I swear, when I get out of here Anon, you're the next thing traveling down my throat!”
>You roll your eyes at her empty threats, clearly in no position to make them.
>”I'm gonna swallow you so hard that you'll never leave my body!”
“That doesn't even make sense!”
>You hear her growl over the lively sounds of Twilight's body futilely digesting its live victim.
>Letting rip a thunderous burp, she lays back onto her bed.
>”Ughh... please Rainbow, can you not talk so much?  It makes me really gassy...”
>”It's your fault we're like this!  And I'm not done chewing out Anon!”
>Looking over to the princess, she still seems to have a sense of smug satisfaction despite the sickly feeling in her gut.
>”Speaking of chewing you out...”
>As Dash continues to make more nonsensical ways to eat you, Twilight levitates a piece of paper and quill over to her.
>She scribbles a few words onto it before passing it onto you.
>You grab it mid-flight as Rainbow continues to spout out ways to season your body.
>The note reads:
>”Fluttershy is expecting you at her cottage.  Explain to her the situation and stay with her while Dash cools off.”
>Levitating the quill over to your hand, you write a response back.
>Holding it out in front of her, she stares at your meager response.
“Why her, and why are we writing now?”
>She rolls her eyes as she scribbles a couple of sentences.
>”I requested something of her, so she's just expecting you.  And I doubt you want Dash to know where you're going, right?”
>Nodding to Twilight, Rainbow seems to have run out of steam in verbally ogling your body.
>”...become leader of the Wonderbolts while you become my permanent belly slave!”
>Her sentence is punctuated by another deafening belch from Twilight.
>Unable to control the torrent of air, she directs the gas onto you.
>Strings of saliva fly from her mouth onto your face.
>She moans in displeasure as her eyes seek comfort in you.
>You wipe the thick liquid away from your face as she apologizes.
>”Sorry Anon... if she keeps talking like that, my stomach is never going to settle...”
>Fortunately, you had an idea.
”Twilight, I found a new spell in my book.  I'll try it out on you real quick and leave the book with you, so you have some reading material while you pass Dash.”
>Rainbow pouts loudly as you channel a dim energy from your fingers.
>Twilight looks in fascination as your hands hover over her coat.
>You gently apply the tips of your fingers onto her skin, stroking the large mass of mare-filled belly.
>Twilight coos in satisfaction as the low glow of your digits dance on her skin.
>”Ohh... that's actually kind of nice...”
>Continuing the gentle strokes on her stomach, you hear Dash make a concerned squeak.
>”Hey what the-”
>Before she can finish her sentence, her words were drowned out by a torrent of liquid filling the organic chamber.
>Any struggles that Dash mustered were met with strong resistance as the stomach grinded away at her with renewed force.
>Twilight raises an eyebrow as the overwhelming sounds of her metabolism bully the poor pegasus in her belly.
>She almost grips her bed with her hooves as her stomach bounces around from the struggles.
>”Anon... what did you do?!”
>You get up from her bed with a pleased grin on your face.
“Seems I can make a body extract all nutrition from a meal, so you might want to sit tight.”
>She looks at you incredulously, wondering what you've done.
“Don't worry, Dash is still safe, but it'll learn her to not make idle threats.  It's hard to talk when bile is filling your lungs.”
>”But...”
“Oh, yeah, the whole bouncing thing is just matching the ferocity of your meal, so you might want to tell her to chill out faster.”
>”...So she'll be alright?”
“Relax, it'll be okay.  I did a quick magic check and she'll pop out on your other end in due time.”
>Twilight's eyes tell you that she wants to talk more, but her mouth only hangs in place.
>Taking that as your queue to leave, you start towards the stairs.
>You wave back to the unlikely couple as you see Twilight drool a bit from the pleasure, still slack jaw.
>Her eyes adopt the same glazed expression as earlier while her body twists and churns her friend.
>Hearing her burp out what you assume was Rainbow's last bubbles of oxygen, you head downstairs.
>Exiting the library, you start your journey to Fluttershy's home.
>Scratching your head in frustration, you talk to yourself.
“I can only wonder what nonsense Twilight filled her head with...”
>While you can predict what's probably going to happen, it doesn't make you any less nervous.
>Fluttershy has been like a close sister to you, so the thought of getting her off unnerved you.
>Your “holier than thou” mind didn't want anything to do with her privates.
>But your human nature begs to differ.
>The queer methods of pleasure have almost become an addiction.
>Just the mere thought of Fluttershy shivering blissfully is exciting to you.
>You shake your head, focusing on your walk.
>The past few days have been a rush.
>From being another resident in Ponyville, to the local Energizer dildo, you question your choice of career in this quaint little town.
>Something to talk to Twilight about, once she's done “testing.”
>Hopefully that's soon, she seems to be enjoying this a bit too much.
>Approaching the cottage at the edge of the forest, you greet the local woodland creatures.
>You're on fairly good terms with most of them, seeing how often you talk with the quiet pony.
>Though, that bunny of hers extorts plenty of your bits from your clothes from time to time.
>That thing has really got to get laid.
>...
>Not that you should really be talking.
>Sort of.
>Shaking all awkward doubts from your mind, you knock on the door.
>As the door creaks open, you put on the goofiest expression you can think of.
>Fluttershy's head pokes out, her pink mane swaying back to her face.
>A gentle smile forms at the sight of you as you lean on the door frame.
“Heeey... have room for one more abandoned creature?”