Warmth

I vigorously rub my hands together, trying my hardest to generate heat for myself. I have on both my hoodie and my winter coat but it still doesn't feel like enough. The sting of the cold is too much as it pierces my layers of clothing, despite the blanket thrown over myself.

It didn't help that I was considered small in this world. I was always proud of my height, coming just below six feet when I stood up straight. But when I woke up in this world of ponies, to say I was surprised would be an understatement. The average adult pony was around the size of a delivery truck, and the princesses were even larger still. Everything in this world was scaled to their size too, making me look like some exotic pet. Even the children were bigger than I was, looking down on me and making me feel so inferior.

Although it wasn't easy to get used to - despite how friendly and considerate the ponies had been to a stranger like me - I still managed to make a normal life for myself. I even made a girlfriend, or marefriend, as the residents say.

And she was the beautiful mare beside me, trying her best to keep me warm on this winter evening. Her coat was the same color as the blizzard outside; a shimmering flawless white that could easily keep her warm in situations like these. She was the average height for a pony in this world, which meant I was only as tall as her limb. Sure, she poked fun at me sometimes and took advantage of my size, but it was always playful - she was considerate of her size at all times when dealing with me.

Her hair was usually spiked and voluminous, azure in color with fluorescent blue stripes mingling here and there. And her eyes were breathtaking. She likes to wear these purple shades to hide them, but when I convinced her to let me see, the sight stole my heart. Each big orb was a deep, glimmering scarlet, such a divine shade of crimson that I had to ask why she hid such wonders.

This brought up a story on how she used to be teased or even feared for having "eyes of a demon". But I didn't think it was like that. I had to convince her that I thought her eyes were so much more than a stupid rumor. Her eyes showed a calm warmth, the kind that enforces her strong personality and easy-going attitude, yet held a radiant passion that had a deeper meaning. The kind of passion she had shown me when she said yes to my proposal to a date, leaving a big kiss on my face. And things kicked off from there, until I could confidently say I loved the big white pony, and she loved me too.

And now those eyes look down to me on the couch, her ears flat against her head as she watches me shiver. Despite the countless layers of clothes to try and keep warm, she made herself my main source of heat, sitting right beside me. She's laying down calmly, front hooves around me on the giant couch like big cushions; one for me to lean back against and the other over my lap. A bonus is the plush comfort of her chest fur as she tries her best to hold me close, as well as the low hush of her breathing against my ear as opposed to the howling wind against the windows.

I had still made it a priority to cover her in blankets like a rich man's prized car before we laid down, so of course she is warm. The added bonus is her luscious coat of fur to fight the chilly air, something I lacked. I will admit that the shared heat radiating from her chest is very pleasant, but it isn't enough to keep away the cold.

Vinyl shuffles forward toward me on the couch, pushing her coat against my body in an attempt to share her warmth, but it would only do so much.

"You still cold?" she asks with concern, little hope for the answer she wanted. I can only give a slight nod and a droopy face to her, something she adopts as well.

The whole reason we're stuck in this cold is due to a blizzard that was made a bit too powerful. It had knocked out our electricity, so our indoor heater could not do its job. And so, here we sat, stuck in our own house that was as cold—if not, colder—than the outside. I did ask Vinyl if she knew any heating spells but she shook her head. Her occupation as a disc jockey meant she only needed to know how to levitate things and multitask - no complicated arcane spells necessary.

There is a fire licking the wood in the fireplace, but even it suffers greatly and barely has an effect. It leaves the room dark, the blizzard outside already blocking most of the moon's illumination to only add to the shadowy room. It is late in the night, Vinyl and I having gotten home before the worst of the storm to make cocoa and warm up. That was when the power cut out, leaving us in a bad situation. It became too cold to sleep, so I asked my big marefriend to try and help me heat up before bed.

But it was hopeless.

Vinyl is very warm; her large form and soft coat only aided by the blankets I tossed over her kept her warm and snug, but I had no such perks besides clothes and blankets. The conditions made it impossible to sleep and it was too cold to even traverse to our bed, so we were stuck here until I had reached a decent temperature. And that didn't seem like it was going to happen at this rate.

It took a while of sitting in the relentless cold, but Vinyl eventually shuffles back a bit to lean her long neck down to meet my eyes.

"I have an idea..." she whispers into my ear, her breath warm against me. “C’mere.”

The big white pony sits up on her haunches, lifting the blankets and gesturing towards her body. I’m still shaking and can’t even bring myself to budge, so Vinyl has to pull me in beneath her. With my front against her plush underbelly, it certainly is warmer, the way she uses all four of her hooves to try and wrap me up, even curling her big, poofy tail around like a silk blanket. It's a bit compressing, the way she clutches me close in desperation, but the softness of her body makes it less of a crushing feeling and more of a tight hug.

Especially her stomach.

It's so soft against me, and I can even hear a cute grumble come from within, as if the organ notices my presence and wants to say 'hello'. Vinyl leans over and traps me in the soft embrace against her, leaving me to curl up under her belly. As soft and comforting as it is, any part of me that's not touching her still feels the relentless cold.

If only there was some way to be completely surrounded by her warmth...

"Better now?" the big pony asks, shifting a bit around me. I think she could tell by the chattering of my teeth that while it did help, I was still freezing. Her belly gives a sad sounding gurgle, something that brings out an uplifting giggle from me. "Sorry. I guess I'm still a little hungry..."

"It's okay. Kinda cute," I say between my chattering teeth, trying to keep up her spirits.

I appreciate that she's trying so hard to help me, so I spread out my limbs as best I can to hug her soft belly, which I can feel churning around inside her. Her hooves pull in closer and hug me against her plush tummy, burying me in that satin-soft coat of hers. It's pleasant to touch, but I'm still not warm enough to stop shaking.

"Can I try something?"

The question raises suspicion, but I nod nonetheless against her, willing to listen to any idea that may help.

Vinyl pulls me out from beneath her, her stomach going quiet while she exposes my clothed body from the blankets, her snout leaning forward to nudge me onto my back. My marefriend closes her eyes and begins to tug at my clothes; first my thick, fuzzy socks.

"Vinyl?" I ask quietly, wondering why she's disrobing me when I'm clearly freezing.

"Shhh.... Just trust me...." And off come my socks, my pants being tugged down next. I squirm in Vinyl's clutch, her hooves holding my arms down easily, her teeth nibbling my clothes and tugging them off. It isn't long until my pants and underwear are tossed aside, Vinyl taking a moment to bury her muzzle into the pile of clothing and inhale my scent with a hum.

"Okay. Sit up," she commands. I obey, sitting up straight in her presence. The cold is taking effect quickly, numbing my lower body and spiking worry in my mind. Sometimes I felt a bit uneasy at her towering height, but knowing it's Vinyl reminds me she would never hurt me.

...Right?

Almost as if she could read my mind and my worries, Vinyl nuzzles into my chest, her warm breath against my body through the hoodies I'm wearing soothes me. I giggle at the tickling feel of her snout, hugging it close to hopefully relieve my anxiety. But the mystery of her plans still clings to my concerns, only making me shiver from more than just the cold.

Vinyl gently takes my coat and hoodie in her teeth, oh-so careful not to bite me before she pulls off the rest of my clothes, leaving me stark naked on my back in front of her. The couch cushions have never felt so cold, sitting there before my marefriend bar any clothes, on without-a-doubt the coldest day this year. Despite the conditions, her red eyes are so soft and reassuring to look at, almost glowing with independent light or heat and her breath now touches my body directly, providing some form of warmth that's better than any winter coat.

Without any layers for warmth, the cold really takes its toll. I am freezing, bare on the couch with nothing but my marefriend for heat. Sure, her fur is soft to touch and hug, her body heat so consoling, and her slow breaths providing decent heat, but the devious cold still has its ways of breaking my defenses, affecting me more than the big, furry pony with me.

"Just relax," Vinyl whispers, her muzzle coming back down to my chest. It was large enough that I could hug it tightly against me, basking in the warmth of her breath as she inhales my scent. The big unicorn giggles lightly before planting a giant kiss on my face, her pursed lips covering my head completely. Then another. She licks her lips every time to give me wet kisses that leave her saliva on my body.

"Vinyl! That tickles! And why are you getting me all wet? It's just gonna make me colder!" I complain, still giggling at her loving kisses that trail down my body to my torso.

"I told you to trust me. You do trust me, don't you?" she responds. I nod and laugh when she gives a sudden tickling lick to me, all the way from my belly up to my face. It leaves my skin gleaming with the thin layer of saliva, a warmth to it before the cold settles in and chills me even more than before.

"Do you really trust me?" she asks, looking into my eyes before licking me again. It's almost like she's grooming me, the strong licks wiping me clean while her taste buds tickle my chest. I nod with hesitation, the questions only fueling my anxiety.

"Do you trust me with your life?" she asks in the softest of tones, her licks getting wetter and quicker until she's coating me in warm saliva.

"Vinyl, where are you going with this?" That last question really piques my worries.

"Please, babe. I care about you so much. I want to help you." She gives more licks. "Turn around." I oblige, shuffling around and laying on my stomach, Vinyl beginning to lick my back.

"Vinyl... you're scaring me."

"It's getting really cold. I'm fine with a few blankets, but you aren't. I want to help you, but I need to know.... Do you trust me with your life?"

She continues to lick my back, leaving me soaked head to toe in her saliva and a question hanging in the air. It was actually comforting when her snout rubs my wet body, her big muzzle nuzzling me out of care and lifting my mood with the silly antics; something both of us giggle at. And maybe it brings a sudden jump out of me when she gently nips my butt.

"Mmm, you're so soft~," she whispers, nuzzling my body some more, showing how much she cares.

I do trust her completely, but I'm still worried.

"Vinyl. I trust you with my life." It was likely she could hear the wavering of my voice, the way it seemed my tongue was working through molasses just to form a simple statement.

I hear her hum behind me before giving a final lick to my back, guaranteeing I'm slick with her saliva. "Turn over again."

I sit up and turn around, greeted by her face. Her saliva is glazed about my whole body, clinging to me like another set of skin and forming a small puddle around me on the couch. Vinyl comes in close to nuzzle my wet chest, which was quickly getting cold again.

"I love you." Her eyes are barely open, but still radiating that love and care she always has for me.

I gulp once, looking into her eyes and searching for a hint to where she's going with this. But there's nothing. I can only tell her again, with more certainty this time. "Vinyl, I trust you with my life."

"Okay. Just sit still real quick and take a deep breath." Vinyl inhales with me, before giving a long exhale, warming my moist body and calming my nerves. Her eyes are so anxious yet confident; whatever she's going to do is obviously worrying herself as well, but she wants to try and help me warm up.

I pat her snout once, giving it one little kiss before looking into her eyes with as much love for her as I've ever had. Vinyl smiles, closing her eyes and tilting her head forward until her horn touches my forehead. With a twinkle of magic, a sudden warmth coats my body; not a warmth that fights the stinging cold temperatures, but a warmth of her love, a lot like a coat of invisible armor. I can only look up to her in further confusion as the magic settles.

I thought she didn't know any spells.

"Okay. Now it's important that you relax. Stay calm, and don't be afraid. I'm going to keep you safe. Just. Relax."

With those words, I lay down flat on the couch, the cold numbing my nerves. I'm so cold, I can practically feel Jack Frost's icy fingers scraping my chest, but Vinyl was going to help, so it's important to relax and trust her in this moment.

She gives a final kiss that covers my face, giggling at my contorted expression before opening her huge maw and breathing, "Ahhhhhhhh~."

Suddenly, I feel it; her tongue against the bottom of my feet. It slips under and I can feel a radiance of heat against my lower body. A glimpse down greets me with the sight of Vinyl, the big unicorn closing her eyes and opening her mouth wide. Saliva clings to the walls of her mouth and slides about inside, one strand stretching between her lower and upper lips, connected like a stalagmite and stalactite with her maw being the dark, ominous cave.

I am scared, a part of me screaming inside to escape. She was going to eat me. I should be running, but it's too cold to do any moving. However, there's an omnipresent warmth radiating from within her, keeping me from so much as budging while Vinyl does whatever it is she's doing.

With ease, Vinyl lifts my legs with her tongue and pulls me into her waiting mouth, hot breath chasing away the chill air as it washes over me. She leans in and tenderly wraps her tongue around my legs and I give no protest. It's wet and warm inside her maw, the sensations of her tongue and taste buds and saliva quite pleasant against my already moist body. I may be squirming faintly, but it's not a struggle; it's more out of curiosity for the new environment.

Vinyl opens her eyes, her movements sluggish and her eyelids droopy, watching me intently. I'm tugged deeper into her mouth and her lips seal themselves around my waist, her tongue taking a break to explore my body and my taste. She carefully holds me between her jaws, saliva soaking into my skin, rolling over my body, saturating itself with my taste that mingles and washes into her tongue and cheeks, flooding her mouth with a flavor as gentle and sweet as I am. Slowly and sensually, the liquid is doused about my lower body, coating me more and more before pooling in the bottom of her mouth. I feel her sigh at the taste of me, her tongue still feeling me up while her locked lips keep me balanced within her maw.

My feet bump against the back of her throat as Vinyl slurps me in slowly, her lips brushing over my navel as she swallows the sweet mixture.

"W-Wait." I say, halting Vinyl only seconds before she would take her first gulp. The action makes her gag, hard. It only accelerates my decent as I'm almost pulled into her throat, my panicking only doubling. Her gaze remains fixed on me, wide eyed in surprise as she quickly regains control of herself. "I... I... Just, be gentle..."

With her mouth full, Vinyl doesn't want to move a muscle, but her eyelids drifting shut and opening again tell me she would obey my request. Not that she wasn't already as gentle as if I were a glass bird, but the reassurance was more for my own comfort.

The world is suddenly so quiet just to listen to that first real gulp, such a deep, echoing sound reverberating from Vinyl taking my legs deep into her throat. With a soft tug, I slip in easily, deeper into her before she scoops me up in her jaws with a single swift gesture, letting gravity aid my decent. It's so warm inside her while the top half of my body is still so cold. And the thin passage that drags me down is so tight. Each slow gulp just pulls me down lower and lower into the tight confines of her throat, my body just barely a perfect fit. Her muscles are strong, another gulp tugging me down and I can feel her tongue explore my body again.

With utmost control, her tongue becomes a makeshift bowl that ladles splashes of her saliva onto my body, her agile muscle slowly lathering my chest and playfully caressing my rear, rubbing in the viscous fluid. A part of me wants my marefriend to stop, but the slow, sensual movements of her muscles are too soothing to skip over, akin to a big hug around my whole body. This moment is meant to be enjoyed to the fullest. The warmth - not only from her inner body - but also from her consoling eyes almost melts away my worries as well as the cold.

Vinyl tilts her head up and gulps again, dragging me in deeper. She has the same mindset as I do, yearning to make this as slow as she can to enjoy the feelings.

My hand rises in self defense against her approaching nose, but falls lazily over the pony's snout in remembering that she means no harm. I instead stroke her gently and I'm mystified by the soft texture of her muzzle, her warm breath ceasing to wash over me from her blocked air passage. Worry rises again within me when I realize she's holding her breath, but she shows no sign of discomfort. Instead, she exhibits more a sense of confidence, curiosity even, of the exotic sensations coming from the both of us. Her eyes get closer and closer to me as she gulps more, tugging at my body again. The fear in my gut from a few minutes is slowly fading, ever present, but fading into the back of my mind.

She suddenly but sluggishly turns her mouth straight up, stretching her neck and lifting me into the air. Her powerful jaws are closed so softly yet firmly around my torso, my arms wrapping around her snout in a hug to steady myself. Our sights never break, the world ending at the edges of those glimmering, ruby eyes.

With more and more of my body sinking into her maw, I can truly feel the tightness of her throat. I kick weakly against the slick surface inside that renders me near immobile, massaging it as Vinyl acknowledges the wiggling bump, the corners of her mouth coming up in a lighthearted smile. Her movements are just so slow and intimate, relaxing me and banishing my worries as she coaxes me deeper and deeper into the warmth and safety of her tummy.

I keep repeating the words in my head I trust you with my life... I trust you with my life..., for even though the sensations of her body were pleasing and calming, there's always the rational thought looming over me that her stomach acids would melt me alive or I wouldn't be able to breathe within her, but I had to trust her. I had to believe she would care for me. She would protect me. She would seal a promise for my safety and well-being with every slow gulp and tug of her muscles.

Her lips are still sealed around me; at this point they've reached beneath my shoulders. Vinyl's tongue gets to work again, dousing my body in more saliva before washing it in with the squishy muscle, curious for more of my unique flavor. Her taste buds tickle me with every lap against my body, especially when she slides them against my weaker spots, making me laugh. The saliva pools in the bottom of her mouth, trickling down with my body along with every gulp, akin to a water slide if the slide was made of constricting flesh.

Then, my last chance of backing out flashes in my mind, my arms being the last thing that hold the rest of my body from disappearing inside her. My panic is ever present, causing me to shiver from more than just the temperatures, yet it's so warm inside her, and I trust her more than anyone. I have to decide whether I want to go through with this or not. A last thought occupies my mind; that consoling look in her eyes when she begged me to trust her.

It only makes the decision so much easier.

"I love you, Vinyl."

With my arms around her snout, I push against her nose, sliding out just enough to look her in the eyes one last time. Her gaze meets mine and I smile, kissing the very tip of her nose before tucking my arms past her lips and into her mouth against the inside of her cheeks. Now only my shoulder blades and up are exposed to the cold temperatures of the outside, the rest of me sliding bit by bit down Vinyl's throat. It makes sense why she was licking me before, to make the slow slipping of my body all the more easy.

Vinyl's long, equine tongue slides against my back, coming out of her mouth to curve up and behind my head, her lips still tightly secured around me. With another gulp, I slide in further, only my head outside as her tongue folds to help push me in. She gently strokes the my hair with the tip of her tongue, sharing her affection until with a last gulp, Vinyl slurps me inside like a noodle, a satisfying pop echoing when her lips close over my head, sheltering me inside the serene darkness from the bitter cold.

It's scary, sliding deeper into the darkness of her maw, her teeth capable of coming down at any moment to crush me. I only breathe calmly through my mouth, wiggling playfully in her tunnel to massage her muscles, banishing those thoughts and replacing them with the reassurance that I love her. It's so wet and humid inside, a hint of chocolate invading my nose when I breathe in, likely from the rich drink I made for us earlier. I slide slowly yet surely down, her tongue wrapping around me to ensure the slow pulls are dragged out to enjoy the feelings. She even playfully rubs the tip of her tongue in circles on my face, making me laugh as I fight the large muscle.

Inch by inch I sink into the next part, more of my body entering her throat. There's still that sense of panic in the back of my head, the realization that within the next minute, I'd be surrendered completely within her bowels. Eventually, my whole body is compressed in the tight confines of her throat, the ministrations of her muscles squeezing every part of my body while I continue to squirm. Each slow movement continues to ease her muscles, responding in kind to the reassuring embrace of her throat until at long last, my head disappears into her with a strong gulp.

Shortly thereafter, I notice my feet pressing against a floor, my legs meeting an open space I can only assume is her stomach. The big unicorn gulps again, some saliva splashing on my head as I'm forced to crouch when she tugs me in further. I can feel Vinyl's stomach stretch to contain me, more gulps forcing me inside where I have to sit in the pool of fluids. There's already a slight pressure against my back, Vinyl having placed her hoof on her underbelly to feel it expand multiple times its size.

Eventually, the last of it is over; I'm squeezed a final time and deposited safely inside her tummy. It's a lot like a cradle, the perfect size to snugly hold my body in the curve of the organ, the moist walls caressing my back as I work myself into a fetal position. It's far too dark to see anything, but I can feel and hear her living body. There's a pool of liquid below me, something biology taught me is acidic, yet I feel no burning. Instead, the fluid slides over my body as if I'm not there. The tingling in my skin from when Vinyl cast that spell returns briefly and the realization hits me; the spell must have given me protection from the acids. Instead, my nostrils clear and I can smell, caught by surprise when my nose picks up the strong scent of the hot chocolate we'd drank earlier. It's a pleasant welcome since I'm likely to be here a while.

The sounds are something else completely. While shifting around to get into a comfortable position, there is constant squishing from her internal flesh taut against me. I could hear the faint breathing of her lungs somewhere above me and some low grumbling below, however, the sound among them all that steals most of my attention is Vinyl's thumping heart; a clear echo throughout her whole body that's soothing and easy to get lost in, melting away the very last of my worries.

"Ahhhhhh~," Vinyl lets out a satisfied sigh, smacking her lips a few times and relaxing on her side on the couch, her bulging belly sinking into the cushions and her tail curling around as she regards the occasional squirming visible beneath her fur. She's panting, calming down from the whole ordeal only to fully realize how much she means to me.

I just trusted her enough to let her swallow me whole.

My marefriend's smile tugs further and further towards her ears, her breathing returning to normal as even I can feel her heart aflutter, as well as her legs shifting on the couch. She's already rubbing the huge bulge slowly with both her hooves, up and down and up and down against my back through her flesh.

"Hey. Can you hear me? You okay?" her sweet voice rumbles about, muffled slightly by her stomach walls and its gratified gurgles - her concern remaining crystal clear throughout.

"Yeah. It's real cozy in here." I'm not joking either. It's almost as if her stomach is made to caress me like this, the way my back fits the curve of her organ perfectly, only helped more by the endearing embrace of all four of her legs coming up to snuggle against the large expansion.

"Mmm~," Vinyl hums, the vibrations of her tummy growling with her in tandem and tickling my body. "Are you warm enough for bed?" Her hoof begins to idly draw circles on her expanded belly, circles that I can feel against me.

I can't even describe it. It was one thing to sit by a fire under a blanket. It was a much better sense of warmth to lie beside my marefriend under said blanket, her body being the most soothing warmth. But this is absolute bliss; to feel her body heat surrounding me on all sides, being in the very center of a warmth that melts my stress and fears as I curl up inside her.

My thoughts are dispersed when, with a jerk of her insides, Vinyl's stomach seizes me tighter and pushes lingering air back up her throat. With a deep rumble and some shuffling, Vinyl suddenly burps. It wasn't so loud, the sound muffled by her flesh, but it was enough to make both of us laugh as she apologizes.

The pacific atmosphere retakes our attention as the world settles again. There's utter silence, of course, aside from the churning and grumbling of her bowels as it processes its massive meal and the slow beating of Vinyl's heart as her stomach moves in time with the expanding and contracting of her lungs and diaphragm.

Still silence remains unbroken as there's a sudden shift in gravity, Vinyl lifting herself from the couch to all fours before reaching forward along the ground and stretching her body like a feline. "I'm ready for bed. How about you?" Vinyl asks with a yawn, rubbing her stretched belly that almost brushed the ground as she stood.

"Yeah."

No more words are needed. Vinyl gives a loving pat to me inside her, taking her first steps toward the bedroom for the night. Cradled by the enveloping flesh, safe behind thick fur, and lulled by the dutiful thumping of Vinyl's heart and the happy gurgling of her belly, I quickly find my exhaustion catching up with me.

With a full tummy and a satisfying warmth spreading through her and to her passenger, the unicorn enters our bedroom to retire for the night. Her belly sways back and forth with each motion to rock me to the brink of sleep, taking me in the security of her body to the bed. The cold no longer exists for me, and with a few blankets and the knowledge that her lover is content, the cold wouldn't touch Vinyl either.

It's only the ever-lasting warmth of her beautiful body, the soothing beat of her strong heart, and the loving rub of her hoof against her bulging tummy that occupy my mind as Vinyl crawls into bed with me, tucks herself in with a few blankets, and watches the large bump in her stomach shift every once in a while as I settle into a comfortable position to sleep.

Vinyl takes a moment to lift the blankets with her hoof like a tent, giving herself a better look as she lays her other hoof along her stomach. It's a slow, tender rub on the outside of her body that brushes against me through the squelching flesh on my side. Stroking my hand along the walls of her belly in affection, she meets my hand with her hoof, rubbing back in tandem through her flesh as if she were holding my hand like she does many nights when we sleep.

"You know... I've actually wanted to try this for a long time..." Vinyl whispers to the lump in her body, careful not to shatter the serene ambiance.

"Really?" I ask, still somewhat preoccupied with rubbing my hand against her inner walls, feeling the soft squish of the taut flesh.

"Yeah. Please don't take any offense from this babe, but you're just so small compared to the ponies in Equestria. When I go out on gigs and stuff, I keep worrying something might happen to you, y'know?" Vinyl's belly suddenly feels so much warmer and soothing at that confession, I only readjust myself and listen. "It's just..." I hear a gulp from nearby and a rush of more saliva splashes against my back, the warm liquid making me shiver and coo in surprise. It isn't unpleasant, quite the opposite actually; the way her saliva just runs over my body to pool with the other fluids around me, almost like she's rinsing me in a bath of warm water.

"Vinyl?" I ask, noticing the pause.

"I was actually really scared you would hate me for this. I know it's a weird thing to like, but in a way, it's like I can protect you in here." I feel her hoof pat her bulge before running back and forth over me. "You were so scared when you first came to our world, kinda like how I used to be when I would meet new ponies, what with my freaky eyes..."

"Your eyes aren't freaky," I cut her off, rubbing her belly from the inside. "I think they're beautiful." My mind goes back to the sight of those droopy eyes when she was first swallowing me, the way they were begging me to trust her. "They're unlike anything I've ever seen..."

"...You're the first person to ever say that, and mean it." She swallows again, dousing me in more saliva. "Yet I used to be so scared of what ponies would think. And seeing you scared the first day you came here only made me want to meet you even more," she whispers, rubbing her belly with both hooves now, ensuring I could feel both physically and emotionally how much she cares. "Because everypony deserves someone to tell them it'll be okay..."

"Oh, Vinyl..."

"I know this whole swallowing thing was something really weird to ask of you, but... I love you so much." The massaging of her hooves slows significantly, becoming something more of a lazy brushing of her coat, her voice softening as she speaks to her bulging bump. "I know I'm supposed to be some carefree, partying DJ that's always having fun, but the truth is, I worry a lot." I feel another splash of saliva against my back, along with one hoof idly drawing lines against me inside her. "I just want to keep you safe..."

"Shhh.... It's okay. It's all okay. I love you too, Vinyl. And I'm not leaving anytime soon. I'll always be with you."

There's silence in the room, apart from Vinyl's slowed heartbeat and the very faint sound of the winter wind whipping at the window. It makes me feel like I should be cold, but the unicorn's flesh dulls the thought along with some occasional cute little gurgles from somewhere deeper inside her. A thought then makes itself present in my mind.

"Vinyl?"

"Mhmm?" She's obviously sleepy, but I'm glad she hasn't succumbed yet, given the sudden resuming of her hoof brushing her belly.

"You will let me out, right? N-Not right now, but, you are going to let me out to do stuff, right? Like, I wanna help make breakfast tomorrow..."

"I'll let you out whenever you want me too," Vinyl says with a giggle.

"Good... It is really nice in here..."

"You like my tummy~?" Vinyl whispers.

"Yeah. I love your tummy." My hand gives another idle stroke against the moist flesh.

On cue, Vinyl's stomach gurgles happily, making both of us giggle. "I guess my tummy loves you too~..."

With some more giggles, I rub her belly with both hands, massaging her stomach in slow circles.

"Mmmm, that feels nice~," my marefriend murmurs with a yawn. "Can you, like, keep squirming? Just a little?" Her hooves remain secured as far as they can reach around her belly, rubbing me around and trying to keep up the wonderful sensations.

I only obey her command, using my limbs to constantly readjust myself within her, drawing out satisfied hums from her throat as her massaging grows weak. More wiggling on my part turns it into more of a game as I try to make her chuckle at my tickling movements, payback for the way she was playing with me with her tongue earlier. Even her insides enjoy my efforts as her tummy growls playfully, fluids sloshing about and soaking into my skin. I'm even more than happy to nuzzle my face into the warm flesh, loving the feel of the moist walls of her stomach as my actions bring out little squishes of fluids from all around me.

Vinyl's hooves come to either side of the bulge of her stomach, slowly moving me side to side within her, softly shaking me around as I continue to squirm about. Her belly let's out a joyful gurgle like a giggle, sloshing its contents around in glee. The white unicorn rocks herself side to side, settling down the shaking within her to just nestle me inside the confinement of her organ.

She stops rubbing her belly with her hooves to just relax and enjoy my presence. The squishy flesh of her stomach walls loosen and relax while Vinyl breathes slowly, the undulating of her diaphragm rocking me in the cradle that is her tummy. I squirm softly, coaxing more coos from the unicorn as I massage her to the brink of sleep.

"Good night Vinyl."

"Good night."

Before she can finally rest, I had to ask, "We will be able to do this again, right?"

"Mhmm," she responds, “I’d love that.”

Vinyl stretches out under the covers with a yawn before huddling into a cute ball around me and tugging back up the blankets until my massaging sends her to sleep. I can hear her soft snoring join the harmony of her stomach gurgles and the beat of her heart to make a lullaby that soothes me within her. Her breathing still lazily rocks the organ to emphasize the drowsy atmosphere in the dark confinement until I can't help but drift peacefully to sleep in the blissful warmth of her tummy, complete trust that she will care for me during my stay.

There will be more cold nights where my marefriend will offer to cradle me in the warmth of her tummy, and I wouldn't dream of refusing.