Twilight and Pinkie's Diaper Adventure

Twilight’s silencing spell prevented her from listening in on her friends residing inside of her stomach. The spell, however, didn’t prevent Twilight from feeling Rarity’s frantic panicking, her jabs and kicks reduced to nothing but little rabbit-punches massaging her stomach walls.

Rarity’s fear of filth and germs skyrocketed the minute Twilight left the Carousel Boutique, just minutes after the latter unicorn inserted her whole body inside of her mouth and into her belly.

Now the posh unicorn was beginning to freak out from her fleshy surroundings, Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy keeping themselves a few feet away from her violent resistance against being digested. They’ve seen Rarity freak out over forgetting a picnic food or getting grass stains on her hooves, but this time was real. She had as much of a good reason as Rainbow Dash to be afraid of staying inside the stomach of Twilight Sparkle.

“WHY, TWILIGHT!?! WHY WOULD YOU DO SUCH A THING TO ME!?” Rarity yelled to the closed sphincter of the digestive sac. “I THOUGHT WE WERE THE BEST OF FRIENDS!! I TRY TO GET YOU A FACIAL CREAM TO SAVE FROM YOUR OUTBREAK AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME!?! I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS, TWILIGHT SPARKLE!?! SO WHY THE BUCK DID YOU HAVE TO SUBJECT TO A CRUEL FATE!?! WHY!?! WHY!?! WHY-HI-HI-HIIII!?!”

Rarity finally broke down crying, covering her face in her hooves. Fluttershy reached over and pulled Rarity in for a gentle embrace, giving her the much needed comfort inside the cramped, squishy prison. After a moment of crying, blubbering and sobbing, Rarity eventually became calm, reclaiming some of her strength inside of Fluttershy’s grasp to the point where she would calmly speak without an impulsive rise in her volume.

“I... I don’t understand...” Rarity said, gasping in between breaths. “I don’t understand... why would Twilight do such a horrendous thing to us all? Surely, she knows what would happen when food is swallowed by somepony, doesn’t she?”

“That egghead probably had the same idea too,” Rainbow Dash retorted. “But we’d better get some good damn answers from her or Pinkie Pie. The only time we have left to ask is when she swallows Applejack whole.”

“Pinkie Pie?” Rarity replied. “Are you saying that Pinkie Pie is here too?”

“No, I’m saying that Pinkie Pie is with her, not in here,” said Rainbow. “And she’s the one who gave Twilight the idea of swallowing us whole just for her own pleasure. When I get out of here, I’m gonna buck her into next Tuesday.”

Rainbow Dash banged her hooves together with a menacing gleam in her eyes. Rarity turned to Fluttershy, feeling a new wave of anxiety come in to her. “Fluttershy, did she... did she say when we get out of Twilight’s stomach?” she asked for clarification. “As in, going out the natural way in a matter of hours!?”

Fluttershy shrunk back and “eeped.” “Umm, I believe that’s what she’s saying.”

Rarity sat on the stomach floor, her left eye twitching uncontrollably and chuckling nervously. Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy backed away into the stomach walls, knowing where the silence was going. Suddenly, Rarity screeched, thrashing her head and hooves in panic, trying in vain to get Twilight to throw them up. It was a better option to head back up through where they came from they where they were going next.

“TWILIGHT!! FOR CELESTIA’S SAKE, PLEASE LET US OUT!!” Rarity yelled. “I DON’T WANT TO BE TURNED INTO POO FOR YOU!! I’M TOO YOUNG AND TOO PRETTY TO BE EXPELLED FROM YOUR DIGESTIVE SYSTEM!! PLEASE, LET US OUT!! TWIIILIIIIIGHT!”

Twilight could feel Rarity thrashing around in her stomach again. It was strange but pleasurable feeling, ponies moving around in her tummy, giving her interior a little massage with her quick jabs with her hooves. At the same time, she felt something else as she approached the border to Sweet Apple Acres.

Worry.

She felt herself worried about her friends, once she’s eaten Applejack, the last of the mares she planned to swallow whole. Once she’s eaten her, then how would her friends survive in her cramped, bloated stomach for over seven hours? She certainly hoped they wouldn’t be digested in the process. What else wasn’t Pinkie Pie telling her?

As she pondered about her worries and fears, Twilight found herself walking on a dirt path, leading up to a never-ending orchard, filled with a field apple trees that stretched on as far as the eye could see. One of those trees shook, and red apples came falling down to the ground. That was a dead giveaway that Applejack was nearby.

Twilight sighed. “This is it,” she told herself. “You’ve eaten three mares in one hour, and I’m sure you can do the same now. Now go for it.”

Before Twilight could actually go for it, she strategized how she would eat Applejack. The farm pony had the strongest hind hooves in all of Equestria, so if she went for her headfirst, then her hooves would easily knock out all of her frontal teeth with one blow. The only solution is to put a temporary freezing spell on her, which she would have to set for ten whole minutes. She ate her friends within five minutes, but Twilight set her spell for ten just to be on the safe side.

Putting on an innocent face, Twilight approached Applejack, who just bucked another apple tree, letting all of its fruit fall down into the baskets. Wiping her brow, Applejack turned to see Twilight walking up into her view.

“Well, howdy there, Twilight,” she said in a Southern accent. “How are y’all doin’ today?”

“Fine,” Twilight said. “Just fine. I just came by to see how you’ve been doing with your applebucking.”

“Well...” Applejack reeled her hind hooves and slammed them into another tree, the apples falling down into the baskets. “Big Macintosh is dealin’ with the apple trees in the northern part of the orchard and Apple Bloom is off crusadin’ with her friends. So, Ah’m here doin’ the southern orchard by mahself an’, Ah hate ta admit this, Ah’m startin’ ta exhausted. Mah dogs are barkin’.”

“Well, why don’t you kick your hooves up and relax for a bit?” Twilight asked.

“Thank ya kindly fer that offer, Twi, but Ah have ta get this done by the end of tomorrow. The sooner Ah get this done, the better it is fer me ta relax.”

“Here,” Twilight said, lighting her horn. “Let me help you out.”

Twilight’s horn flashed a bright light, and Applejack was frozen in place, her position ready to buck the apple tree behind her. Twilight could hear grunting come from the farm pony, the sounds of struggling to move her muscles with every attempt to do so failed.

“Kwahlah!?” Applejack screamed, her mouth frozen open when she gasped to reel her hind hooves in to her. “Wha ing carngahun ah ya gooin’!?”

“Sorry, Applejack,” Twilight said, grabbing her friend’s head with her hooves. “But I have to do this.” With that said, Twilight opened her mouth wide, Applejack’s pupils shrinking down in shock by what she was attempting to do next.

“Kwahlah!! Gno, waik!”

It was too late. Applejack’s hooves were already firmly and gently inserted into her mouth, her head submerged next into her extended maw. As Twilight deduced, the farm pony tasted of sweet apples with a hint of cinnamon, almost like Granny Smith’s famous apple pie she very much enjoyed making. Slowly and steadily, Twilight consumed the apple-flavored pony’s body, pulling her hind hooves in, slurping up her blonde tail. With a final gulp, Twilight sent her honest friend into the pit of her stomach.

Twilight removed the soundproof barrier from around her stomach walls, and listened in on the scene unfold inside of her stomach.

“AJ!? Don’t tell me she got you too!?” Rainbow Dash shouted.

“Hrangow Gahh!? Ih hack hoo!?” Applejack shouted.

“Not just me. Say hello to everypony else in here.”

“Oh, hello Applejack. How are you doing today?”

“Good heavens, Applejack, what on Earth happened to you!? Did Twilight do this to you!?”

“Hruckerhy? Hrarickey?” Applejack deduced. “Hwah ih going ong hereh!?”

“Same thing that happened to you,” Rainbow Dash deadpanned. “We’ve been stuck in here for over an hour now and Rarity’s already getting a bad case of cabin fever.”

“Hey!” Rarity yelped.

“Ho hwy gig Kwahlah...”

Suddenly, a flash of light lit inside of Twilight’s stomach. In a split second, Applejack’s petrified nerves came back to movement, even her mouth came to move like the rest of the body. Of course, the side effects of being paralyzed and cramped was that the reflexes came back at a kicking, jolting movement, like Applejack when her hind hooves kicked Twilight’s stomach walls. The walls acted like a springboard, deflecting the kick and launching her into her friends, which made a jiggling motion on the outside of their prison. When the movement stopped, the mars were all piled up in a bunch, Applejack the one being at the top of that crumpled pile.

“Oops. Sorry about that, y’all,” Applejack apologized.

“Don’t be, darling,” Rarity said flatly. “You just needed to stretch your legs is all.”

“Right. So why would Twilight want ta swallow us, her own friends, like one of Granny Smiths jumbo-sized apple cobblers?” Applejack asked. “Isn’t this too disgusting, even fer her?”

“Yeah, but this wasn’t Twilight’s idea to eat us whole,” Rainbow Dash explained. “This was all of Pinkie Pie’s idea. We know she’s with Twilight somewhere, but we just need to know where she is and why she would want us all gathered around in here.”

“Ah hope it’s nothin’ too gruesome,” Applejack said. “If Ah don’t get back to mah farm by tonight, Granny Smith is gonna chew me out like a Timberwolf.”

Hearing enough of the conversation, Twilight turned on her soundproof spell and switched on her telepathy spell, hoping to establish mental contact with Pinkie Pie. “Pinkie Pie, can you here me?” she asked through her thoughts.

“Loud and clear, Skipper! What’s going on, mi poni?”

“I’ve just got done eating Applejack. How much time do I have left?”

“About seven hours and thirty minutes.”

“That’s a long time to wait. Is there anything we could do to pass the time?”

“Well, what do you have in mind?”

“Well, I was thinking about reading a book, but I’m not sure if I can lay on my stomach. Is there a place where I can lay down?”

“Ooh! Ooh! How about my room in Sugarcube Corner! It’s comfy, snuggly and Gummy hasn’t seen you in forever!”

“That’s true, but why would you want me to go to your room?”

“That’s easy! I’ve got a party set up there, and you’re all invited!”

“Really?”

“Yeppers!”

Twilight sighed. There was no denying that Pinkie went through all this trouble just to set up a party for all six of them, even if it meant coming out painfully through the other end. “Alright, Pinkie. If this is what you’ve planned for all of us, then I’ll go to your room.”

“Yay! I knew you would understand!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed through mental conversation. “But first, I’ll have to take a little nappy-wappy. This place is so comfy and cozy, it reminds me of one giant pillow.”

Twilight felt something fuzzy and soft nuzzle her flank, particularly, Pinkie Pie nestling in her diaper. Twilight turned to the outskirts of Ponyville, heading back to Sugarcube Corner to lay off  the extra weight held in her stomach. She, like her friends, wondered how they got themselves into their current predicament, though Fluttershy didn’t count because she always wanted to explore the insides of a pony. Before seven and a half hours passed, Twilight would have three angry mares to answer to, most likely about why she let Pinkie Pie swallow them like some snake.

Twilight would soon find out as she arrived at Sugarcube Corner.