Having Friends for Dinner

“I’m here, Princess Celestia,” said Twilight, nervously in the darkened room, “what did you want to see me for?”

“Ah, Twilight, my prize pupil. Today I have something... special for you. Just a friendly dinner between teacher and pupil. Walk this way and I will introduce you to your meal.” Celestia smiled, trotting up to the lavender unicorn, nuzzling her gently and softly. Twilight relaxed, momentarily, but the strangeness of the situation still put her on edge.

“Introduce me? Th-that’s a funny way to put it... ” Twilight’s voice trailed off as she neared a table, on which was a large silver platter with a lid.

“Oh, introduce is just the right word, dear Twilight, because this is no ordinary feast. Today you will learn about The Ascension Ritual... and to prepare for it, you must dine on... ”

“Applejack!” cried Twilight, as the lid was lifted off by Celestia’s magic, for there under the sterling silver service was a hog-tied Applejack with one of her own apples in her mouth. She was looking forlornly at Twilight, and appeared to be basted with... some sort of sauce. Probably barbeque. “Is this a joke, Celestia?”

“Oh it's no joke, my dear Twilight,” Celestia bent and licked the flank of the orange pony, smacking her lips appreciatively, “if you are to take your rightful place by my side with my dear little sister Luna, this is something you simply must do.”

“But... but... she’s my friend.” Twilight shivered apprehensively. The bound pony sure smelled good, but... Applejack was her friend!

“That makes it all the sweeter. Do not worry, I offered her something she couldn’t turn down, her family will be safe for generations and she will forever be a part of you, isn’t that right, Applejack?” Celestia popped the apple out of the pony’s mouth and Applejack looked up,

“Su-sugarcube, please, you ha-have to give me this. She explained everything, she’s gonna fix Granny Smith’s hip and make Big Mac and little Apple Bloom financially secure, all you gotta do is... ulp... eat me, whole.”

“I can’t do that!” shouted Twilight, stepping backwards, where she was blocked by two pegasus guards who had appeared from seemingly nowhere.

“Oh but you can, the spell is quite easy. Here, I’ll show you, I know you have a penchant for copying spells you see. Guard, attend me!”

Celestia barked her orders at one of the pegasus guards, who fearfully removed his armor at his mistress’ bidding, before approaching the winged unicorn goddess and closing his eyes. She cast a spell then, one that reverberated around the room and set Twilight’s sex to tingling with a strange lust. Twilight found her own horn answering the summons and she cast the exact same spell on herself and Applejack, the latter shivered in the pulse of magic that went through her.

“Mmmm, I love this next bit. I don’t need to do it any more, but... once in a while the urge overtakes me. Bend forwards now, dear pegasus, that’s right... ”

Celestia kissed the trembling pegasus on the lips, her tongue slathering over his face and down his neck. He grew wet and slick with her saliva, shaking in the cool room but not from the temperature. Celestia started at his nose, opening her mouth wide, then wider, impossibly wide, and pushed her muzzle along the startled pony’s nose and up. Seemingly in seconds she had enveloped him up to his eyes which were now wide with fear, but she didn’t stop there. He tried to back away but only ended up backing himself into a corner, where the voracious predator princess proceeded to swallow her prey. She continued pushing, and the stallion now was wriggling around with his ears poking out between her jowls, but even those disappeared into her great, pristine white maw as she swallowed powerfully. Her muzzle and neck bulged obscenely as the pony’s head slid down it. Twilight could see the outline imprinting the skin of her teacher as it stretched and distorted.

Surely she couldn’t? Thought Twilight to herself, but she thought wrong. Somehow, the head and neck of the struggling pegasus were entering Celestia’s stomach, her normally svelte sides bulging out, as she started on the hooves. They kicked forwards, trying to pull his body out, but that was his fatal mistake. She caught them with her tongue, wrapping them around with the sinuously long tentacular appendage, and opening even wider to accept his shoulders. Twilight could hardly understand it, her teacher’s bottom jaw was on the floor and her upper jaw was a couple of feet above it, and around it, stretched impossibly tight, was the circle of her mouth, tongue snaking out to pull at the now only weakly-kicking pegasus’ carcass sliding obscenely easily into her belly.

His wings were next, once she had progressed beyond his broad shoulders. They flapped a few times weakly in a vain, renewed attempt at escape, but it was clear he was going down. she lunged, once, twice, three times - each time throwing her head back and the body in the air a little. It seemed to help with her meal, as she was now up to the base of his turgid pony-cock, which shot it’s load reflexively onto her body before bending backwards as those powerful muscles just kept on swallowing, relentlessly.

In moments, the struggling hind legs and the tail were the last things of the once-proud pegasus visible and then even they disappeared down the rapidly-contracting gullet of the now huge and grossly-extended princess’ shape.

“Mmmmm,” she said, her own equine juices pooling around her nether regions as she flopped on her side, feebly fighting form of the pony pushing himself inside her belly, his struggles growing weaker until they stopped, “I do so love it when they go down fighting, but, dear Twilight, I think you should start with Applejack’s hind quarters so you can both enjoy yourselves this time. Come now, I know you want to feel your friend inside you. Take a little taste, start with her hooves...”