Midnight Snack

It didn’t take long for Sweetie Belle to curl up in the tight confines of her new home, her size causing a rather large bulge to form as Rarity slept. Rarity’s hooves rubbed gently over her belly slowly, nearly making the little filly fall asleep again. She’d almost fallen back asleep again when she noticed something odd. A slight itching began to creep along her body. It started around her ears and eyes before other areas began to itch as well. Sweetie Belle shifted a bit and rubbed her body along the smooth stomach walls. She attempted to scratch at the itching even though every movement caused said itching to increase in intensity.

“H-huh… what’s going on…?” she groaned. She reached back with a hoof to scratch by her ear. After a few rubs, though, she felt something odd on her hoof. She brought her hoof up to her face and briefly lit her horn for light. In her hoof was a clump of her fur and mane.

"Why is my mane...?" Sweetie's words cut off. It was at that precise moment she remembered what Cheerilee had taught them not one week ago. “When you eat food, it goes to your stomach, where it’s broken down into the nutrients that helps your little bodies grow!” Cheerilee had said.

"Oh no! I'm gonna learn about digestion first hoof if I don't get out of here soon!"

She realized the two things she needed to do at that time was to first, stay calm and second, figure a way out. She failed the first part, though, and panicked. Her first panicked plan was to thrash about.

"Come on, Rarity, wake up!"

Her thinking was if she made enough of a nuisance in the stomach, Rarity would get sick and wake up. Once she was awake, she’d know there was some kind of problem and help solve it.

Instead of waking up Rarity, though, the only thing Sweetie Belle managed to do was make the bloated mare roll over onto her stomach. Sweetie felt herself squished against the stomach walls even harder from Rarity’s new position.

"This... isn't... better..." complained Sweetie Belle.

The tightness got worse when Sweetie heard and felt the air rushing out from around her. With Rarity putting added pressure on her stomach, she forced out a rather loud and unladylike belch while she continued to sleep.

With her tighter confines, Sweetie Belle hoped her fighting would be easier felt. She squirmed and wiggled, writhed about, even kicked as hard as she could in the tight space for almost an hour.

"Why. Won't. You. Wake. Up?" She grunted with each kick.

Sweetie finally gave up when she realized Rarity just wasn't going to wake up and her struggles were just tiring herself out. She began to ponder a new plan when suddenly her whole world turned upside down.

"Whoa! Hey! Are you waking up big sis? Help me!"

Once the movement had stopped, Sweetie Belle felt the stomach wall squished against her. Inside her fleshy prison, Sweetie Belle couldn't tell that Rarity had shifted her position while she slept. She had turned over to lay on her back.

Rarity's movements, her new sleeping position, and Sweetie Belle's slight squirming all set her stomach to start churning around her meal. The squeezing around her form made Sweetie Belle think her sister was trying to comfort her.

"Rarity won't let anything bad happen to me..." she muttered to herself. "I just know it."

In reality, Rarity was unaware of Sweetie's bulge. It was only her stomach acting on instinct, nothing more. Rarity's stomach massaged the dripping acid and growing pools of the caustic liquid into the filly's remaining fur, mane, and tail.

Time passed slowly for the filly. There was no way to tell how many minutes or hours had passed in the dark stomach. She had come up with a plan (again) to get out. It was a simple teleportation spell that would hopefully get her out of the dangerous stomach. With her horn stuck between two massaging portions of the stomach wall, though, she couldn't concentrate enough to cast the spell.

In between the squeezing and churning Sweetie tried to guess how long she had been inside Rarity's stomach. She estimated that it had been a long time already and it would be sunrise soon. Then Rarity would awake, see the problem, and get her out.

In reality it had only been one hour since she had slid in the stomach and, even worse, Sweetie Belle had half paid attention to the rest of the lesson. So she didn’t know ponies could go into food comas after a large meal. Rarity would sleep for a better part of a whole day before she would wake up. And if nopony stopped by to check on Rarity, she'd end up sleeping the entire day away.

Sweetie Belle blinked when some of the stinging acids dripped in her eyes. The burning brought tears to her eyes. By then, the itching on her body was quickly changing for the worst. It now felt more like her whole body was on fire. Sweetie lit her horn for illuminate the dark fleshy cavern. It was the only spell she knew that took no concentration. What she saw shocked her. Her entire body was nude of any fur and patches on her legs and belly were a deep red. All she could smell was the acrid, acidic air around her and her eyes were bloodshot.

The dripping acids began to pool up in the tight confines of the stomach. Parts of her submerged in the acid pools burned quicker than the parts that were only getting dripped on. With the pain of the red patches spreading over her body she was unable to hold her illumination spell. She was no longer able to see the damage but certainly able to feel it. Time slowed even further, between the darkness of the stomach and the agonizing pain of her body. She had no had no way of truly gauging how much time had passed but she knew time was something she didn't have a lot of.

More time passed for the filly. Thirty minutes, an hour? She wasn’t sure. All she was sure of was the burning on her body was quickly getting worse, especially around the softer parts like her eyes and nose. The pain caused her to thrash about again.

"Ow! Make the burning stop! Please, Rarity! Wake up! It hurts so bad!"

Even though she tried not to move too much and prevent the pain caused by movement, she was unable to stay still. She was driven by only one thought floated in her adrenaline fueled mind: Get away from the pain. So she fought hard to stop the burning pain. The stomach fought back against the squirming filly by crushing and grinding around the ‘food’ it was given. Each squeeze forced the air out of Sweetie Belle's lungs, effectively silencing any of her protests.

The acids dripped in copious amounts around the filly and filled the chamber. Nearly half of the filly was submerged in the caustic liquid. Parts of her legs lost feeling as the acids burned away the nerves and further. Sweetie Belle screamed in pain when the stomach walls relaxed their vice like grip briefly. Her screams were drowned out, though, by the loud gurgles and glorps around her as the stomach continued to digest the filly.

Eventually the filly lost all feeling throughout her whole body. The burning sensation turned to just a dull ache as her nerves dissolved away. Her sobs of pain slowly dwindled to a low moan.

Sweetie Belle weakly lit her horn one last time and nearly threw up at what she saw. Her tail was gone, half her legs were in various states of decay, and in some places entire chunks of flesh and muscle were missing all the way to the bone. She weakly flailed in one last ditch effort to get Rarity’s attention before the acid pool filled up around her completely.

"Rarity..."

Still having her nerves along her face and head, the filly screamed anew among the gurgles, getting the caustic liquid down her throat and into her belly. Her vocal chords burned away quickly, silencing any more screams.

Sweetie Belle slipped in and out of consciousness as time seemed to stop for her. Pain had changed to a dull ache, though she was still able to feel vague things. The shock in her body caused the little filly to gulp in air. Already her lungs burned from a combination of lack of oxygen and the toxic fumes around her. But with her submerged completely, every breath she took drew the caustic acid into her lungs. With the acids attacking from both inside and out, holes in her chest appeared quickly. She felt when her belly split open and her internal organs spilled out into the blood stained acids. She lifted up what was left of her hooves to grab at her intestines, tears somehow forming in her eyes.

Her eyes burned in the caustic liquid as she blinked away her tears. ne of her eyes was completely dissolved and the other was half eaten away which made seeing nearly impossible. What she could see were her legs. They were almost completely gone and all four had exposed bones.

Sweetie Belle could still hear the glorps and gurgles around her. This despite one of her ears was missing, her other was quickly following, and the filly being fully submerged in the acids. She felt a burning snake its’ way down her ear canals as the liquid was forced inside her ears, the pressure building up against her ear drum. She heard odd rushing sound like the sound of roaring water. The pressure got too great and her eardrums popped, the last sound she heard was a pop followed by silence. The filly no longer able to hear any of the gurgles or glorps around her, it wasn’t long after the filly finally succumbed to the deadly stomach acids and passed out completely.

As soon as she passed out, the last of Sweetie Belle’s magic fizzled out and caused the stomach to go dark again. Sweetie Belle would never wake up again. All that was left was the stewing remains of a sweet, satisfying meal and the audible sounds of digestion as the stomach kicked into overdrive.