The Trials of Supermare: Feeding Time

Seeing in the dark was not one of the many superpowers Applejack had. She walked in total darkness, the light from the entrance to the cave having disappeared half an hour ago. If not for the sounds of heartbeats ahead of her, Applejack would have been walking blind and deaf.

Even with that as a guide, Applejack was on guard. That so many ponies were up ahead so deep in the Everfree Forest struck her as not just wrong, but sinister. She hadn’t heard many stories of ponies disappearing, and the deeper she walked into the cave, the more heartbeats she could hear. Not a one sounded in distress, and there were no other sounds in the cave. Even her walking was muffled by the curiously soft ground. She couldn’t see, but it felt like she was stepping in warm mud.

Can’t imagine Rainbow Dash coming here willingly, or any pony in their right mind for that matter. I wonder if maybe my heat vision could give me a little light?

Applejack stopped, feeling the mud around her boots make her sink an inch. She could feel her cape in the mud, barely tugging on her neck. Focusing the heat in her eyes to build, a red glow began to shine, wanting to shoot out. Applejack hadn’t tried using her heat vision as a light source before, but the cave around her must have been deep and wide—the red glow from her eyes wasn’t bright enough to light up her surroundings.

Before she could try making her eyes shine brighter, a pair of blue lights appeared above her.

Applejack was immediately on guard; it should have been almost impossible for anything to sneak up on her. “Who goes there?”

No response. The lights didn’t move right away, and when they did, only one moved away to the left. The other waited, before moving to the right. Both traveled in a wobbly path, like summer fireflies. Applejack was about to call out again when the lights spread in a way that made Applejack gasp in awe. Like a flower’s petals unwrapping, the cave ceiling came alive in soft blue light. Applejack could see now that the cavern was huge and the ceiling was incredibly high, studded with several bright blue oblong sources of light.

They reminded her of changeling pods.

Applejack’s fascination melted into sudden dread. Changeling pods were green, and the shape-shifting race were no safer in the Everfree Forest than the average pony, but whatever the bluish pods were, there were ponies inside them. Their heartbeats could be heard calm and steady to Applejack’s super-hearing. The lights were bright enough to make out that there was a mare inside of each, clutching noticeably large stomachs.

“Sweet Celestia… what’s going on here?”

Even with her super-vision, there were too many to count. That so many mares were imprisoned deep underground without her even suspecting that there was such a large scale ponynapping happening made Supermare feel sick with herself. As more of the pods began to glow, the heartbeats Applejack had been following began to speed up as some of those imprisoned mares awoke.

A collected groan filled the cavern. Some that saw Supermare begged for help, while others begged her to run away while she still could. Somewhere in the chorus of wails, Applejack heard Rainbow Dash whimper for help.

Without a second thought Supermare flew for the ceiling to save those ponies when her legs were pulled back down—the ground was clinging to her.

With the cave now brightly lit, Applejack could see that the mud she thought she was standing in wasn’t mud at all, but something sticky and purple.

The cave floor was actually a lake of slime.

She raised one foreleg and saw the slime she was standing in stuck to her like melted cheese.

I don’t have time for this, she thought to herself as she attempted to fly again, slime stretching and clinging to her boots. She felt her cape being pulled, also caught in the stretchy slime as it tugged her back. Bucking her back legs hard to kick off the slime clinging to her didn’t work—the slime stayed stuck to her. Supermare pulled with her front legs to see two slime trails on her boots stretch but never break, nor did they let her get too high off the surface of the slime before it pulled her back down. Whatever the stuff was, it wasn’t coming off and it wasn’t letting go.

Snorting in frustration, Supermare gave up trying to kick the slime off her and flew faster towards the pods, the slime stretching taut like a rubber band, pulling her back, refusing to let her legs go.

The purple slime was not just holding her, it was traveling up her boots, already past her knees.

“Get off me!” she yelled, eyes glowing hot. Her heat vision struck out, cutting into the slime on her back legs.

The slime trails were severed, just as Supermare expected. What she hadn’t expected was to see an explosion of bubbles from the severed slime, down to a portion of the cave floor that pulled away like an ocean tide, recoiling as if it could feel pain. The slime on her front legs became animated; rushing up her legs and over her chest, pouring on her upper body in a way that gravity would never allow. It coated over Applejack’s costume in a thick, warm layer that got into her mane and pulled her head back harshly. Supermare couldn’t turn her head enough to get a clear shot at the slime with her heat vision without potentially missing and hitting one of the ponies trapped in the pods.

Her chest felt tight and hot as the purple goo pulled her down again. Despite that, she pulled back. The slime trails on her front legs were melting into the slime on her torso, molding into a single thick strand that felt as strong as steel. It pulled her front legs to her sides and spread over her back and cape, flowing up her neck, making it harder for Applejack to even turn her head.

What is this stuff? How in tarnation is it holding me?!

Supermare struggled, and the slime responded by spreading more of itself from the floor to her body, thickening the layer around her torso and front legs. She grunted as the slime constricted around her, squeezing her tighter than she would have expected was possible for the see-through goo . Her attention had been so focused on struggling out of the slime’s hold that she was shocked to feel her back legs dipping into the slime on the cave floor—the slime had actually pulled Supermare back down from the air. She felt herself sinking as more of the slime rushed to pool around her wiggling lower body, pulling sharply on her tail and cape until she was coated entirely from the neck down.

She wasn’t holding back anymore. Supermare had the speed to break the sound barrier when she flew, and the strength to wrestle with an Ursa Major; some gooey muck wasn’t going to get the best of her. She tried raising her front legs with enough strength to lift Townhall and managed to pull them through the surface of the slime. Her legs didn’t stay free for long as the slime lashed out to recapture its prey, constrict around her like a python coiling around a mouse. It reached out several times to take back her front legs every time Supermare managed to pull them free, all while avoiding her gaze and the heat vision it seemed to hate. She was fighting with the entire cave floor as it rushed to keep her held whenever she managed to pull a few inches out of its grasp. Applejack grunted and strained in frustration to keep pulling herself free, until she felt an intense pull on her entire body, plunging her completely under the surface of the slime lake.

The cave became quiet after that, with not so much as a ripple on the surface of the slime, or any indication that there had been any disturbance at all. Seconds ticked away until a sudden blast of red light broke through the surface of the slime, making it recoil and bubble furiously. Supermare gasped for air as the slime pulled back from her face, but she couldn’t pull herself out any further; she was submerged up to her cheeks, her mane held tight along with the back of her head so she could hardly move.

With the rest of her submerged, and her struggling seemingly in vain, the slime constructed around her again with enough force to make Supermare gasp in pain.

So tight… hard to breathe…

Nothing had even held her so firmly before. Her super strength could only keep the slime from crushing her outright while allowing her lungs to expand enough to take in precious air. There was nothing for her to grasp or break. Her powerful back legs could barely move inches in the goo, unable to kick herself free. Every inch of her body under the surface of the slime was pressed on, and the slime was pressing hard everywhere. She felt it put pressure on her throat, trying to choke her. It squeezed her chest to make her work for every breath of air. It was wedged into every crevice of her body, particularly her rear.

At the corner of her eye, she saw the purple slime rising up, taking shape and forming into a dripping pony head. It moved into her field of vision, keeping the pods behind it. Supermare couldn’t risk using her heat vision and missing, hurting the ponies she meant to save.

Flowing up into the pony slime head, a small shapeless gray nucleus settled into the left eye socket of the head, blinking once at Supermare.

It’s alive…?

Applejack had never heard of living slime in the Everfree Forest. It had no heartbeat, made no sound, and had no smell. It’s face looked annoyed at her as it watched Applejack squirm and struggle to fly out of its grasp, as if no other pony had ever given it such a hard time before.

A buzzing in her ear caught Supermare’s attention, though she couldn’t turn her head or raise a hoof to brush away whatever was making the noise. A tiny tendril of slime wiggled into her left ear, and a soft voice whispered to her:

“…FeEd mE…”

No sooner had the slime spoke directly to her brain that she began to see flashes of ponies grabbed by it in the past. Unicorns of different colors and classes desperately trying to use their magic to escape, only to find that the slime could not only absorb their magical attacks, but it would latch onto their horns and suck their magic away, leaving them screaming. Earth ponies had fallen to it with ease, and even the best pegasi couldn’t fly away once their wings were gummed up. The slime was telling Supermare a very clear message—no pony ever escaped it no matter how hard they tried.

Before the assault of mental images stopped, Applejack saw Rainbow Dash, bravely trying to buck at the slime with her wings stuck to her body, fighting until she was dragged beneath the cave floor. She never once looked scared nor did she stop fighting.

“Bast… ard!” Supermare yelled as she discovered the truth about what had happened to her friend, and started struggling to pull herself out of the slime once more with renewed effort. Her eyes lit up, bright and hot as they aimed for the slime’s left eye.

…fEeD Me…

The mental voice sounded urgent and hungry to Applejack as the entire cave floor put pressure on her, keeping her stuck inside it. Despite the pressure all around her, Applejack felt her legs start to move inside the goo, and for a moment she was ready to lash out and attack the thing that stole her friend.

Except, her legs weren’t moving the way she wanted them to. While keeping up the intense pressure needed to hold Supermare inside it, the slime began to apply that pressure in ways that repositioned Applejack’s body, like a toy in a foal’s hooves. Her hind legs were spread apart while her front legs were moved and folded behind her head at an angle that made it impossible for her to move them, no matter how much she tried. Her body was pulled to make her lean back, with her head unable to turn from the sight of the pods above her.

“Wh-what… what are you-”

Supermare was cut off as the pressure of the slime on her crotch started to change, becoming less intense. It felt as though the slime was throbbing against her now, rubbing all along the crotch of her costume, directly on her marehood. It rubbed her exactly the same way her own hoof would rub herself when she went into heat: circling over her puffy mound and teasing the area around her clit.

The intent was clear, and Supermare screamed as the slime started to flow slowly inside her, soaking through her costume while it kept massaging her pussy.

Invulnerability kept Applejack from feeling much pain, but the sense of helplessness hurt so much more. She couldn’t move; the slime seemed to have learned just how much pressure was needed to keep the superpony in check as it poured more of itself inside her in small amounts, just enough to make her tightness meaningless. Pain never came as the goo began to pool inside her unbreakable body, filling up every crevice. Her face became flushed with anger and shame as the slime molded itself into a stallion’s penis that grew longer and thicker than she thought possible for her body to handle, making new sensations of pleasure impossible to deny—a normal mare would be ruined by such a member that was now filling and stretching Supermare.

The inside of her pussy walls tingled as the slime-cock filled her completely, making her stomach bulge from its girth. Once it started moving, Supermare felt slime-cock grind firmly inside her, feeling every inch of her pussy walls being rubbed as she had no choice but to squeeze tight around the fat pseudo-cock. The more it moved, the hotter she felt and the more she couldn’t help but squeeze around it in a hopeless attempt to keep the slime from moving. Being dry didn’t slow the slime cock down nor did Supermare stay dry for very long. The tingling was getting stronger with every thrust and began spreading from her groin to the rest of her body in a flush of inner heat unlike anything she had ever felt before. It made the constant squeeze around her body less unpleasant than she knew it should have been. Her pussy was throbbing from the direct contact from the slime. tricking her body into becoming aroused.

“St…op… damn… you!” Applejack grunted, hers eyes shut tight to hold back tears that threatened to spill down her cheeks as she began to be rutted by fifteen inches of slime-shaped dick. From under her tight costume, one could see the outline of how her marehood was being stretched open to take in the massive nine inch circumference of the slime cock that left the mare of steel gasping with every push inside her. The intensity of the suction in her pussy grew stronger with every pull out of her, sucking out her pussy juices before they could properly coat her inside.

The voice she had heard made chilling sense to her then; this was how the slime wanted to feed on her.

Her hoof couldn’t compare to this. Applejack’s heat cycles had never been very strong, and her hoof was often enough to bring her satisfaction during those embarrassing times. Now, it felt like her body was being forced into the strongest heat she had ever felt, making it too hard to think clearly or pay attention to the desperate groaning of the ponies above, watching as their hope for salvation was dominated below them. Had the slime not kept it’s vice-like grip on Supermare, she would be bouncing on the fat shaft pumping inside her, putting her invulnerable body to the test.

Though she held back as much as she could, Supermare’s strength only went so far. The grunting from Applejack became moaning as Equestria’s mightiest little pony was rutted for all to see.

Applejack was painfully aware of the ponies still trapped in their pods, watching her be violated. Don’t… look at me. Damn it… My body’s so hot… how’s it doing this to me…?

The slime inside her moved fast and hard, slippery enough to not distract the growing pleasure inside Applejack with pain. It flowed in and out of Supermare’s snatch without ever exiting her, allowing the full massage of her outer lips and swelling clit to continue under her costume. The slime pressing on her flanks and between her rear squeezed her purposefully all the while, tickling and poking at her hidden pucker. A cry of fear escaped her lips as she felt the slime poke a little too hard on the entrance to her butt, threatening to invade her there too.

“No! Please!” Supermare begged, her voice hitting a surprising high note as her eyes went wide with fear that the slime would penetrate her ass at that moment.

The attention on her back door left her unguarded for more suction, this time wholly around her clit. It was as if the slime creature was toying with her. Supermare couldn’t stop herself from making a lewd moan as the sensation of a tiny mouth engulfed her clitoris, sucking just hard enough to make her want the suction to be stronger.

I… I can’t... fight this…

Supermare couldn’t stop herself from moaning anymore. The dick inside her was making her wetter, giving it more to feed on. The pressure on her throat never eased up, and the moaning Applejack couldn’t control was leaving her lightheaded. She couldn’t be sure, but it started to feel as if dozens of tongues inside the slime were starting to lick around her body, adding to the erotic sensation of being helplessly squeezed.

Had she been able to move her head down to see the inside of the purple slime, she would have seen nothing but her body submerged and immobile. The slime was doing several things at once while appearing to do nothing at all. To the few ponies in the pods who were conscious enough to follow Supermare’s plight, all they could see was Supermare almost entirely inside the living slime, her body still while the lewdest moans starting to come out of the heroine’s mouth.

It was dominating her, and they knew it. Applejack not only knew it too, she knew she was powerless to stop it; she was going to cum soon.

She didn’t want to, but fighting the building pleasure inside her only seemed to make it stronger. Tears spilled down the heroine’s cheeks as her body got closer to the inevitable peak of pleasure that threatened to shatter her understanding of what real pleasure felt like. The slime seemed to know she was close too, increasing the pace of it’s movements to keep Applejack’s tight pussy walls throbbing around it. As she tried to control her moaning, Supermare had no way of knowing that that slime monster was also approaching its own climax. The slime cock inside her was building up it’s own version of cum, combined with the juices it had so greedily drank from inside Applejack to create something just for her.

A final ingredient was needed, and the slime moved harder inside Applejack to get what it wanted.

Supermare was close. She bit her bottom lip hard, tasting iron on her tongue as she tried to hold back the pleasure ready to explode inside her. She shut her eyes tight so she didn’t have to see the faces of the ponies above her watch as the last bit of resolve in her broke.

When her orgasm hit, it did so with the kind of force that only a pony with super strength handle. Supermare screamed as her body was electrocuted with pleasure that struck her like lightning. Being unable to move only made the pleasure more intense, beyond anything she had ever known. It wasn’t just an orgasm, it was an experience that made her lose her sense of balance and sucked the strength right out of her. Applejack couldn’t breathe, the pleasure stealing the very air from her lungs.

The slime cock had been waiting for this. From outside, it absorbed Supermare’s cum instantly. From the inside, it absorbed the intense energy being released from her body thanks to the massive orgasm.

Then it was the slime’s turn.

A look of horror transformed Applejack’s face as she felt the first spurt of hot jizz coat her insides, directly into her womb. It was followed quickly but another spurt, and another, and another. They weren’t stopping, even as Applejack began to feel full inside. A long strained groan passed her lips, with a little of her drool, as the slime inside her kept spurting generous globs of hot seed inside. She couldn’t see it, but Applejack could feel that the cum wasn’t stopping, and it couldn’t escape out of—it was beginning to make her stomach inflate.

All the while, Applejack’s own pleasure was slow to end. Every nerve of her body became hypersensitive, feeling the pleasure all the way to her hooves, and to every strand of hair on her tail and mane. To her surprise, the pressure that had kept her trapped inside the slime had greatly decreased, no longer seeming to crush her inside her. She knew she should have moved, to fly out of its grasp, but she didn’t. She couldn’t. It was still cumming inside her, and her stomach was getting bigger. She felt too drained to put up any kind of fight anymore.

The weakness inside her was only getting stronger. As the slime spunk inside her finally began to stop, the feeling of being drained didn’t. The slime cock inside her retracted back, staying at the entrance of her pussy as its consistency began to change to that of jelly, acting as a plug to keep even a drop of the cum inside her from escaping.

Gasping, Applejack felt like she was going to pass out. The heat and pressure inside her was overwhelming, taking a toll on the rest of her body as it continued to feel weaker. When she managed to move, it was to bring her front legs out from behind her head to clutch at her stomach—she felt as big as an expecting mother ready to give birth to twins at any moment.

The slime around her was shifting, swirling slowly as its color began to glow and soften, taking on a bluish hue. Applejack wanted to escape, but it was taking all her strength just to keep her eyes open. The sense of being drained could be felt in the swell of her stomach, where the slime cum inside her fed constantly on Applejack’s internal magic.

It’s taking my powers…

As a pod formed around Supermare, she lost the fight in keeping her eyes opened. With her rapidly draining strength and the intense afterglow of her massive forced orgasm, Applejack’s last thoughts went back to the past where she last felt cradled in a small space...

Behind her eyes, she remembered once fitting snuggly into a small but comfy cockpit of a rocketship, cradling her newborn baby sister while watching the honest smiles of two ponies whose faces she would never fully remember.

When she opened them again, just as the pod had fully formed around her, Applejack thought she saw her birth parents again. Her vision went fuzzy after that fleeting moment, and she barely made out the head of the slime pony watching her as she sank into peaceful oblivion.