Tomorrow was a very special day: Princess Celestia’s birthday. Pinkie didn’t know what birthday it was, since even Celestia herself had lost count a few hundred years ago, but that didn’t make it any less important! Pinkie and the rest of her friends were in Canterlot preparing for tomorrow, each doing their part to ensure that it was going to be the greatest birthday possible. Pinkie was giving it even more effort than she normally would have, even for the Princess, all to make up for a certain event.

Pinkie had never mentioned it to anypony, but she still felt bad about having eaten the entire culinary masterpiece that was the combined remains of her own Marzipan Mascarpone Meringue Madness, Gustave Le Grand’s Exceptionally Exquisite Eclairs, Doughnut Joe’s Doughnutopia, and Mulia Mild’s Chocolate Mousse Moose before anypony else could try some. She hadn’t really meant to, but when she saw that tantalizingly tasty tower of cunning confectionary craftsmanship, she just hadn’t been able to help herself. Something in her mind had just snapped, and all she could think of was experiencing the entire thing for herself.

But this was finally her chance to make up for it! She was going to make the birthday cake to end all cakes, a tasty treat that would go down in history! She was determined to make the greatest treat that Princess Celestia had ever eaten, no matter what!

The Princess had granted Pinkie personal use of Canterlot Castle’s kitchen, and all the ingredients that they had available, and Pinkie had gone all out. She had gathered numerous different types of cake and doughnut batter, many flavors of frosting and icing, cookie dough, chocolate (in frosting, icing, syrup, and chip varieties), various custards and creams, sprinkles, and all manner of other confectionary goods and ingredients. All were spread out over the kitchen for Pinkie to quickly be able to grab them when needed.

Pinkie Pie was presently precariously balanced on one hoof, while her other three limbs and her tail each mixed four different batches of batter, each a different consistency. She lifted up the large spoon held in her tail and brought it to her face, where she gave it a lick. “Just right!” she said with a huge smile. This was her element; just her and the kitchen, with any ingredient she could possibly need within hoof’s reach.

But it was not to last. A shout of “Incoming!” was her only warning before a prismatic blur zoomed in through the open kitchen window and plowed Pinkie Pie right into the ground. The four pots of batter she had been stirring were sent flying in four different directions and, after a series of improbable bumps, bounces, and ricochets, the entire kitchen and both ponies were completely covered in every ingredient one could think of that went into ensuring that baked goods deserved to be called goods.

“Ugh, jeez... Note to self, don’t practice stunts so low to the ground…” Rainbow Dash muttered to herself from where she lay splayed out on the floor.

“Heya, Dashie! That’s a real entrance you made!” Pinkie said as she hopped back up onto her hooves.

“Yeah, heh, sorry about that,” Dash replied as she slowly sat up. “I was practicing my stunts for Princess Celestia’s birthday tomorrow and… well, you know how that kind of stuff can go.” It was then that Dash noticed that her body was covered in much more than just sweat. “Ugh, gross!” she said as she looked over her foreleg. Her coat was covered in all manner of batter, dough, icing, frosting, and other confectionary gunk and bits. She turned her head back towards her wings, which she slowly spread open. Her feathers were matted together even worse than her coat was. “Aw, ponyfeathers, it's going to take forever to clean stuff this off!”

Pinkie, whose mane and tail were somehow still light and poofy despite being equally covered in gunk, only giggled a bit. “It’s a real mess, but I bet that you at least taste really good now!”

Rainbow Dash smirked. “Yeah, I probably do, don’t I?”

“Yep!” Pinkie replied, and darted forward to take a lick of Dash’s foreleg.

Dash gave a small laugh. “Oh, Pinkie, you’re so random!”

But Pinkie didn’t hear her. That one taste of Dash was like nothing she had ever experienced before. All the different ingredients covering her, the sweetness of the icing, sugariness of the batter, the chocolateyness of the frosting, had combined with the saltiness of her sweat, the unique flavor of her body, and the texture of her coat to create a completely unique sensation. It was the most mouthwatering thing that she had ever tasted which, given her extensive experience with baked goods, was no small claim.

Something in her mind just… snapped.

Rainbow, however, was oblivious to the inner workings of Pinkie's head. She sniffed her foreleg before giving herself a lick as well, and her eyes widened in surprise. “Wow, I really do taste good!” She looked back up at Pinkie to see that her friend was not herself. The pink pony was staring straight at Dash with a vacant, glassy eyed look, and her mouth was hanging open, a bit of drool dripping down from one side. Dash’s expression turned worried. “Uhh… Pinks? You alright?” She slowly reached a hoof forward to poke her.

Suddenly, faster than Dash could react, Pinkie grabbed Dash's extended leg and began licking her, starting at her hoof and working her way up.

“Whoa!” Dash shouted in surprise. She smiled nervously. “Hehe, I don’t taste that good, do I, Pinks?”

Pinkie didn’t respond, lost as she was in a bout of deliciousness induced euphoria. She only kept on lathering Rainbow’s leg with her tongue, and when she reached Dash’s armpit, moved onto her chest.

“Uhh, Pinkie? You’re really freaking me out here…” an increasingly worried Rainbow Dash said as Pinkie continued along her chest and up her neck. Her unusually long tongue slobbered all over Dash’s coat, careful to gather up every little bit of confectionary goodness that the pegasus was covered in.

“Okay, Pinkie, seriously, what are you—”

Whatever Dash was going to say was cut off when, upon reaching the bottom of her chin, Pinkie opened her mouth impossibly wide and engulfed Rainbow’s entire head. She began slathering her tongue all across Dash’s face, ears, and mane. Each part of the pegasus’ body had a different mix of batter, frosting, custard, and icing covering it, not to mention a different texture against her tongue, resulting in a brand new taste sensation everywhere she tried. Pinkie found her prismatic mane especially enticing. Not only had the long hairs captured tons of sugary sweet slop, but each color seemed to have a slightly different flavor of its own as well.

Rainbow was too stunned at what had just happened to react immediately, but when she did, she began struggling. She brought her hooves up to Pinkie’s face to try and push her off and flapped her wings to try and pull away. Unfortunately for Dash, her wings were entirely too gunked up with batter and icing to generate any thrust, and one of her hooves accidentally slipped right past Pinkie’s lips alongside her head. Dash tried to shout, or even say anything, but between how tight it was inside Pinkie’s mouth and having Pinkie’s tongue all over her face, she wasn’t able to make much of any noise at all.

Having finally savored all the heavenly flavors that there were to be found around Rainbow’s head, Pinkie’s hooves shot out to grab the pegasus’ sides, pinning her wings against her body and cutting of the majority of her attempts to struggle. She stuffed Rainbow further into her maw, forcing her snout up against the back of her throat before giving a very loud swallow, drawing her shoulders into her mouth. Dash’s head and foreleg were now making a bulge in Pinkie’s throat as the party pony continued licking every single part of the pegasus’ body that her tongue could reach.

One, two, three more tremendous gulps, each with a short pause afterwards for her tongue to thoroughly explore every part of the pegasus that it could, and Dash’s wings passed between Pinkie’s lips. Her neck bulged out obscenely, filled as it was with the front half of a pegasus, and Dash found her muzzle pressing up against a fleshy barrier that could only lead to the stomach.

Pinkie paused at Rainbow’s wings as she was bombarded by a new wave of flavors and textures. Her feathers had trapped copious quantities of culinary goodness, to an even greater extent than her mane had. As she licked all along the enticingly exquisite wings, Pinkie’s eyes rolled back into her head and she moaned in pleasure, causing her throat to vibrate around the pegasus within it. The haze of flavor induced ecstasy proved to be too much for her, and she fell over onto her side, not that this did anything to stop her from devouring her impromptu pegasus meal.

With Rainbow’s wings fully licked and lathered, Pinkie continued. A few noisy gulps later, and Rainbow’s head finally entered her stomach, causing Pinkie’s tummy to bulge out slightly. It wasn’t much more spacious than her throat or mouth had been, but Dash finally had enough room to move her mouth enough to speak. “Pinkie! I can’t believe you’re actually eating me! I thought we were friends!” In her dazed state, Pinkie couldn't actually hear Rainbow, muffled as she was through a layer of flesh, but the pegasus continued regardless. “You better sto— AHH!”

Rainbow’s cutie mark had halfway disappeared past Pinkie’s lips, and her tongue had discovered a new source sinfully delectable flavor: Dash’s marehood. Pinkie wasn’t able to think coherently enough through the haze in her mind to realize exactly what it was that she was licking, however. All she knew was that it was by far the tastiest part of her meal yet, and she wanted more of it. Utilizing the full length of her tongue, she proceeded to plunder the prone pegasus pony’s pussy. The pair of legs sticking out of her maw jerked about as Pinkie’s tongue twisted, turned, wriggled, and writhed within the pegasus. It wasn't long before Dash’s legs shot out ramrod straight and Pinkie’s mouth was flooded with a torrent of decadently delicious juices, which she eagerly sucked down.

The best part of her meal finished, Pinkie quickly worked down the rest of the pegasus. The rest of Rainbow’s cutie mark was sucked down past her lips, and her rear legs followed a few gulps later. Pinkie’s stomach grew progressively bigger with each swallow as more and more of the pegasus was deposited into the warm, fleshy confines of her tummy. Only Rainbow's tail was left exposed to the open air, which Pinkie slurped down as she continued swallowing her meal. The bulge in her throat slowly disappeared as her belly grow larger and larger until, with one last swallow, the entirety of Dash had entered her stomach.

Pinkie let out a huge sigh of relief at having finally finished, her enormous, pony filled gut now almost as big as she was. She just lay there on her side with her tongue hanging out of her mouth onto the floor, lost in the afterglow of what was by far the tastiest treat she had ever eaten. Her hooves started absentmindedly rubbing her tremendous tummy, unknowingly spreading even more batter, frosting, custard, and icing all over herself. She licked her lips, trying to savor even the littlest remnants of her meal, not realizing that it was also herself that she was tasting.

“Pinkie Pie, are you— my goodness, what happened in here? What happened to you?”

The words cut through the haze in Pinkie’s mind, bringing her back to reality. She blinked a few times before looking towards the open doorway where she saw Princess Celestia standing, looking very, very confused.

“Oh! Heya, Princess!” Pinkie said with a smile, and hopped back up to her hooves as if her gut wasn’t big enough to brush against the floor when she stood. She sat back on her haunches, her belly splayed out on the floor in front of her as she started to explain. “You see, I had gotten all the ingredients together to make the bestest most awesomest cake in the history of Equestria for you, when Rainbow Dash crashed in through the window and got everything splattered absolutely everywhere, including on us! Then, she… then I…” Pinkie’s smile slowly faded as she realized what she had just done. “Oh no… I… I…”

Her gaze drifted down towards her massive belly. In the blink of an eye, her coat turned a few shades darker and both her mane and tail went perfectly flat, despite the sticky mess that they were covered in. “I ATE DASHIE!” she cried out in despair.

“Yes, you did!” came an angry shout from inside her tummy. “You’ve done some pretty ridiculous things in the past, Pinkie, but this is the worst! You better throw me up or something like right now!”

“I’m so sorry, Dashie, I swear I didn’t mean to!” Pinkie said, tears building up in her eyes as she cradled her engorged stomach in her hooves. “You just tasted so amazingly stupendously yummy that I just lost control of myself! I-I’m not even sure if I can spit you back up now… I didn’t even know that I could swallow another pony whole like that in the first place!” She lay her head on top of her belly as she began crying. “N-now you’re gonna get all digested, and we’ll never be able to play pranks on anypony together again, and you’re gonna miss Tank’s next birthday, a-and I won’t be able to cheer you on while you’re doing stunts anymore, and…”

Princess Celestia stood there in shock, eyes wide and mouth agape as Pinkie continued her lamentations. She hadn't seen a pony devour another pony whole since… Well, since she and Luna used to do so over a thousand years ago. Back when they were more worshiped as goddesses than revered as rulers, it wasn't too uncommon for ponies to offer themselves to the princesses, with the guarantee that they would be magically brought back to life a day or two later. It was actually something of a status symbol to have been consumed by one of the diarchs. They believed that becoming one with one of the princesses in such a manner, if even for only a short time, was a great honor and left them blessed for life. Celestia didn't know anything about being blessed, but she had indulged them in their fantasies by indulging herself.

But that had all ended when Luna fell to darkness. Many a pony, both willing and unwilling, had met their permanent end down Nightmare Moon's ravenous gullet. This included more than a few fillies and colts; there was actually a bit of truth to those old Nightmare Night tales. Needless to say, the practice of offering one's self to the Princess rapidly fell out of favor and now Luna and Celestia were the only ones who remembered that such a thing used to happen.

"Pinkie Pie…" Princess Celestia said as she approached the distraught earth pony.

Pinkie slowly lifted her head to look at Celestia, blinking a few tears out of her eyes as she did so. "Y-yes?"

Celestia put on the most calming smile that she could manage. "I think I know a way to fix this little problem."

Just a hint of a smile appeared on Pinkie's face. "Really?" she asked hopefully.

Celestia nodded. "Yes, really." She leaned in closer to Pinkie's stomach to ensure Dash could hear her as well. "I know some magic that will bring Rainbow Dash back as good as new."

"HOORAY!" Pinkie shouted, and her coat, mane, and tail instantly returned to their previous poofy pink state. She brought her face back down against her tummy. "Didja hear that, Dashie? You're not gonna die after all!"

"Great!" came the muffled but excited reply from within Pinkie. "So how soon can you get me outa here?"

"I'm afraid that it may take a day or two," Princess Celestia answered. "It really all depends on how long it takes for Pinkie Pie to digest you."

"What!? Digest me!?" Dash shouted. Pinkie's gut began rocking side to side and numerous bumps appeared against her skin as Dash struggled within. "I thought you said that I wasn't going to die!"

"Rainbow Dash, please, calm down and let me explain." Pinkie's belly stopped rocking about, so Celestia continued. "Once you have been fully digested, your spirit will briefly… merge, for lack of a better word, with Pinkie's before passing on, at which point no force on Equestria could bring you back. But during that short time you are merged, I can cast a spell that will pull your spirit from hers. I can then use your spirit to magically reconstruct your body as it was before you were eaten."

"Okay…" Dash replied hesitantly. "But… I seriously have to get digested? Isn't that going to be, like, really painful?"

"Oh, you shouldn't have to worry about that, Rainbow Dash. You'll pass out from lack of oxygen long before the digestive process starts in earnest. You'll slowly grow sleepier and sleepier until you finally close your eyes… And when next you open them, you'll be amongst us once more as though nothing had ever happened!"

"Huh… I guess that doesn't sound too bad…"

"Are you sure you're okay with this, Dashie? You're not still mad, are you?" Pinkie asked worriedly. "I'm really super duper ultra sorry that I ate you like that! I just don't know what came over me! Can you ever forgive me?"

"I was really pissed off at you at first," came Dash's muffled reply, "but now that I know I'm not gonna, you know, die, or even really feel any pain at all…" Pinkie anxiously waited with baited breath for Dash to finish. “Well, no harm, no foul, right? So yeah, I forgive you.”

“Yay! Thanks so much, Dash!” Pinkie wrapped her hooves around her enormous gut, and the pegasus within, in the biggest hug that she could manage. “You have no idea how relieved I am to hear that!”

“Honestly…” Dash said, quietly enough that Pinkie might not have heard her had her head not been pressed up against her stomach. “This really isn’t all that bad.”

Pinkie lifted her head and looked at her stomach in surprise. “Really?”

“Yeah,” Dash answered. “It’s really warm…” A bump appeared on Pinkie's belly and slowly moved across it. “And soft and snug… and it’s kinda wet, too, but with how warm it is, that really isn’t a bad thing…” The bump disappeared and another few moments of silence passed before she continued. “I… think that I… actually… kinda like it in here…”

Pinkie giggled at Dash’s admission. “Wow, so I really enjoyed eating you, and you like being inside my tummy? We might have to try this again sometime!”

“M-maybe…” was Dash’s only response.

“Well,” Celestia said with a smile on her face, “I’m glad that we were able to come to a conclusion that leaves everypony happy.” She looked about the mess of a kitchen, and her smile turned to a frown. “Still, it’s a shame that the cake you were baking for me has been all but ruined.”

“Aww, that’s right…” Pinkie said, her mood instantly taking a downward dive. “And these were all the different baking ingredient that there were in the castle… there’s no way we could get more of them in time for tomorrow…” Her dour mood lasted only a moment longer before her face suddenly lit up. “Wait, that’s it!” Pinkie shouted. “Instead of a cake, you can just eat me!”

“What!?” Celestia asked, somewhat blindsided by the pink party pony’s suggestion.

“Sure!” Pinkie replied. “Dashie was the tastiest, most scrum-diddly-umptious thing that I’ve ever eaten! I’m covered in all the same stuff that she was, so I’m sure to be at least as delicious, if not better! And I’m even already nice and stuffed for you!” she said as she rubbed her pegasus filled belly.

“But Pinkie,” Celestia began, “why do you think I would want to eat a pony?”

“Well, you’ve obviously eaten ponies before,” Pinkie replied with a roll of her eyes. “Why else would you know so much about what happens when a pony gets digested, or a spell for bringing them back afterwards?”

Celestia smiled ruefully to herself. “I sometimes forget how insightful you can be, Pinkie… Yes, ponies used to offer themselves up to both Luna and I in that manner a long, long time ago… but I haven’t actually eaten another pony in over a thousand years…”

“Please, Princess? I really, really want you to have a super duper great meal for your birthday, and without the cake, this is the only way to do it!”

“Well…” Celestia was having trouble making up her mind. She really had enjoyed consuming ponies all those years ago, and certainly wouldn't mind slowly easing that old tradition back in. She know that Luna would be especially delighted if they started doing it again. She had been devastated after her return upon learning that ponies no longer offered themselves up to them anymore.

On the other hoof, her subjects always came first, and there was no way of knowing how modern day ponies would react to such a thing. Average modern day ponies, that is. Pinkie Pie was an obvious exception.

And there were some more immediate, physical concerns as well. Celestia warily eyed Pinkie's massive gut and wondered if she’d even be able to swallow a pony as big as her. Luna had managed two ponies at once before, a lovely married couple, but Celestia had never tried it.

The two sides fought back and forth in the solar diarch’s mind, but with the pouting lips and puppy dog eyes that Pinkie was giving her, there was only one possible outcome.

“Very well then, Pinkie Pie,” Celestia finally said with a small bow of her head. “I accept your offer.”

“Woohoo!” Pinkie shouted, a huge smile now covering her face. “Don’t worry, Princess, I promise that I’ll be the bestest, most greatest treat that you’ve ever had!”

“Whoa, hey, w-wait a second!” Dash cried out from Pinkie’s belly. “Don’t I get a say in this!?”

Neither Pinkie nor the Princess heard her, however.

Celestia was a bit taken aback at Pinkie’s sheer enthusiasm and eagerness to be devoured. Whenever ponies had offered themselves to her in the past, it had always been very subdued, solemn affairs, not like this. Unsure how else to continue, she decided to fall back on old routines. “Would you like me to start with your head or your backside?” she asked.

“Hmmm…” Pinkie tapped a hoof against her chin as she thought, which lasted only a moment. “Backside, please! I think it would actually be kind of neat to be able to watch you while you eat me!”

“Alright. If you would please turn around, then.”

Pinkie happily spun about and presented her rump to Princess Celestia. Normal procedure for consuming a pony backside first had always been for them to tuck their legs up under themselves and curl their tail up against their belly. That usually presented the easiest profile for swallowing. However, with the size of Pinkie’s stomach, Celestia was pretty sure that that simply wasn’t going to work this time.

Celestia gingerly tucked her legs beneath her as she lay down on the floor, bringing her head much closer to Pinkie’s level. Her horn glowed and she removed her peytral, which she was certain would only get in the way of being able to swallow such a massive meal. She then used her magic to move Pinkie’s tail to the side and lift her hind legs off the ground, leaving Pinkie supported on her forelegs and belly. She brought her head down, opened her mouth wide, and gently engulfed Pinkie’s legs.

Celestia’s eyes widened in shock. Pinkie Pie really did taste absolutely divine! Surprisingly, she had actually tasted this particular mix of batter, dough, icing, frosting, and other goods before, hundreds of years ago. But adding a pony to the mix made it immeasurably better than what she remembered. None of her previous pony meals had ever prepared themselves in such a fashion…

Pinkie looked back at the princess and giggled at her expression. “See? I told you I taste really great!”

Celestia did her best to smile around the pair of legs in her mouth before slowly pulling more of Pinkie inside with her magic, making her hooves push up against the princess' throat. Her tongue was now in the perfect position to enter Pinkie’s marehood, but she refrained from doing so. It would be an exceedingly rude kind of thing to do without first asking permission, and Celestia knew better than to try talking with her mouth full.

She gave a swallow and Pinkie’s hooves entered her throat. A few more gulps and Celestia’s lips stretched out around Pinkie's rump. It wasn’t the biggest pair of flanks that had ever taken the trip down her gullet, though it was certainly up there on the list. It was by far the tastiest, however, and Celestia was thoroughly enjoying her meal so far. Another few powerful but gentle gulps, and one, two, and finally all three of the balloons on Pinkie’s flank disappeared past Celestia’s lips. Now the came the hard part: getting her mouth around Pinkie’s enormous, pegasus filled belly.

“Yeah! Come on, Princess Celestia! You can do it!” Pinkie was cheering her on, something else that had never happened before during previous pony meals that Celestia had had. “Stretch those lips!”

That was exactly what she was trying to do. Ever so slowly, with a combination of her own magic and continued swallowing, Pinkie’s tremendous belly was engulfed by Celestia’s maw. Her mouth had never been stretched so wide before, and it was causing her no small amount of discomfort. If Pinkie wasn’t the single most decadently delectable thing that she had ever tasted, she would have called off the whole attempt right then and there.

About half of Pinkie’s belly had entered Celestia’s mouth when a new problem presented itself. While she had managed to stretch her lips wide enough, her throat didn’t seem to want to do the same. No amount of swallowing was sending Pinkie any further down, and Celestia didn’t want to just push harder with her magic for fear of injuring Pinkie or herself.

“Having a little trouble?” Pinkie asked, seeing the worried look in Celestia’s eyes. The Princess did her best to nod her head, shaking Pinkie up and down slightly. “That’s alright!” Pinkie said, “We can overcome this with a little teamwork! Just bring me up against that wall over there and I can try and push myself down!”

Celestia scrambled to her legs and lifted her head, a strenuous task as her neck had to lift two ponies in addition to its usual load. She hurriedly walked over to the nearby wall and brought her neck perpendicular to it. Pinkie braced her forehooves against the wall and looked back to the princess. “Okay, now push!”

Between pushing Pinkie up against the wall and repeatedly swallowing as strongly as she could, Celestia’s throat ever so slowly began stretching out to receive the pink pony’s prodigious belly. The discomfort Celestia felt earlier was now crossing over into pain and her eyes started watering up. Her usually long and slender neck was grossly distended outwards with Pinkie’s gut. Painfully slowly, they continued making progress, the princess doing the best she could to swallow Pinkie down, until finally, the entirety of Pinkie’s belly had entered her throat.

“Woohoo! Way to go, Princess! I knew you could do it!” Pinkie shouted. Only her face and forelegs were still visible outside of Celestia’s mouth. No longer able to reliably press Pinkie up against the wall, Celestia fell back heavily onto her haunches and craned her neck straight up into the air, so as to allow gravity to assist her. She even brought her own forehooves up to try and manually push down the massive bulge in her neck. “Alright Princess, bye bye!” Pinkie said as her face slowly disappeared. “I hope that I was the bestest meal that you’ve ever had! I’ll see ya again in a couple of days!” And with that, Celestia closed her mouth, only a pair of hooves and some curly pink hair still sticking out from between her lips, both of which were slurped inside after a few more swallows.

Some more swallowing and pushing with her hooves, and the enormous lump that was Pinkie Pie reached the base of Celestia’s neck. One final, tremendous, powerful GULP, and Pinkie fell into Celestia’s stomach nearly all at once. Her gut surged outwards with the massive load it had just received, pushing her legs apart. Celestia just sat there for nearly a minute, panting heavily. That entire ordeal had take more out of her than she had thought it would, no doubt because she was over a thousand years out of practice.

Once she finally caught her breath, she placed a hoof atop her gigantic belly and smiled. “Thank you, Pinkie Pie. You were not only the most delicious meal that I have ever had the pleasure of eating, but also one of the best birthday surprises I’ve ever received, as well.”

“Yay!” Came the cry from within her. “I’m so happy that I was able to make your birthday super duper extra special, even though it isn’t actually until tomorrow, but I don’t think that this could have waited until then.” Celestia thought that she then heard something else, but couldn’t make out what it was. “Yep, she really did eat us all up, Dashie!” Pinkie said, the noise apparently having been Rainbow Dash. “And, wow! You were right, it really is comfy in here!” Celestia’s gut wriggled around a bit as Pinkie moved about inside. “It’s like the warmest, snuggest, most bestest sleeping bag ever!” Celestia heard what sounded like a yawn. “Speaking of sleeping bags, I’m getting kinda tired from having eaten so much… I think I’m gonna take a nap. Goodnight, Princess Celestia!”

Celestia chuckled quietly at Pinkie’s antics; she was certainly nothing like any of the ponies that she had eaten in the past. She simply sat there for a time, enjoying the feeling of being so very, extremely full, but as her mind wandered over the implications of what had occurred, a frown crept it’s way onto her face.

Twilight and the rest of her friends would no doubt come looking for Pinkie and Rainbow later in the day, and Celestia couldn’t help but cringe at the mere thought of how awkward that conversation was going to be. And then there was her birthday celebration tomorrow. She knew from experience that it took her anywhere from a day to a day and a half to digest a single, full grown pony, and she could only guess that two ponies would take twice as long. That meant that her gut would still be gigantic when she had to show up tomorrow, and there was no way that she was going to be able to get out of making an appearance at her own birthday celebration. She had no idea how she was going to explain her figure… Maybe Luna knew some illusion magics that could hide her belly.

On the more positive side, she decided that she was definitely going to have to phase back in the tradition of being eaten by the princesses. The only question was how…

A sly grin appeared on her face. She knew a few socialite ponies who would do anything for a perceived one up over their social peers, even if it involved being consumed alive. And once they started bragging about the great honor they had received, others were sure to follow, clamoring for the same thing.

Celestia slowly stood up, her distended, pony filled belly hanging down almost to the floor. She was going to have to go talk to her sister about this…

Author's Note

No, seriously, just imagine that conversation between Twilight and Celestia. "Twilight, I may have... eaten some of your friends..." "But it was all Pinkie Pie's idea, I swear!"

anyway. now you all know my secret: I'm a huge voraphile. this fic is the direct result of a comment I made over on another clopfic. I kept thinking about that comment over the next few days, and this happened.

It's crazy how perfect Pinkie Pie is for vore scenarios. As a baker, she already comes with a huge connection to food/eating, and it's cannon that she occasionally swallows stuff whole, so it's really not that far of a stretch to make her a pred. At the same time, she loves using the food she bakes to make other ponies happy, and with her general craziness, it's not too hard to imagine that she might count herself as a way to make others happy as well, thus she makes a good prey.