“So then we multiply by eight…”

Scootaloo’s head fell to her desk as she let out a quiet groan. “When is math period gonna be over…” she mumbled to herself, Ms. Cheerilee’s lecture going in one ear and out the other.

“Buck up, Scootaloo!” Applebloom whispered, leaning over in her seat. “It’s only gonna be another couple of minutes, and then she’s gonna give us that special presentation she told us about this morning!”

Sweetie Belle leaned over from the other side of Scootaloo. “Yeah, aren’t you curious what it's going to be about?”

“Yeah, kinda,” Scootaloo said, “I just wish it didn’t have to come after math…”

The minutes slowly, ever so slowly ticked by until finally math period came to an end. “Now then, class,” Ms. Cheerilee said, turning to face her students. “As I said earlier in the morning, I have a very special presentation to give all of you today. I’ll be showing you all how to do something that you’ve no doubt seen many adults doing, and that you’re now old enough to begin doing yourself! I’ll be showing you all how to eat a pony! Of course, to do that, I’ll need a pony to eat, which is why we have a special volunteer coming in!” She glanced up at the clock on the wall. “And if I know her as well as I think I do, then she should be coming in right about…”

The door to the classroom opened and a familiar purple unicorn entered. “Class, please say hello to Ms. Twilight Sparkle!" Cheerilee said, "She’s going to be my meal for today!”

“Hello Ms. Twilight.” the class droned out, though Scootaloo, Applebloom, and Sweetie Belle couldn’t help but look slightly surprised.

“Hello, class!” Twilight replied with a smile. “As Ms. Cheerilee has probably already told you, I’ve volunteered to be her lunch for today so you can all learn about eating other ponies!” Her face suddenly took on a much more serious look. “And that’s the first, absolutely most important thing you have to know about eating other ponies. You have to have somepony's permission before eating them.”

Cheerilee gave a sharp nod of her head. “That’s right, class. You may not realize it, but there are some rules about eating others. Eating sompony against their will is strictly illegal, and punishable by becoming a meal yourself.” She glanced at Twilight.

“And when we say you have to get permission, it has to be of their own free will,” Twilight said, picking up were Cheerilee left off. “No coercion of any kind, nor as a trade, payment, or in return for a favor.They have to freely and willingly give you express permission to eat them. And the guard do have ways of finding out if somepony you ate really was willing or not.”

“There are, however, some minor exceptions depending on where you work.” Cheerilee said.

Twilight nodded. “Right. For instance, most restaurants have in their employment contract that, if a customer asks to eat you, then you are obligated to let them at the risk of potentially being fired. Another example is the Royal Guard. Part of their oath is that they give explicit permission for the Princesses to eat them wherever and whenever they feel like.”

“And on the other side of things, many workplaces have rules against eating your fellow coworkers.” Cheerilee added.

“Those are the only official rules, but there are other societal restrictions as well.” Twilight continued. “A big one is that is that it's extremely looked down upon for an adult to eat an adolescent, though it's perfectly okay for you all to eat your fellow classmates.”

“It’s especially taboo if those adults are expected to be taking care of those children,” Cheerilee added. “For instance, if I were to eat any of you,” she said as she looked over her students, “I would probably lose my job, regardless of if I had your permission or not. Another good example are foalsitters. Any foalsitter that eats the foal they're looking after, well, word will get out and they won't be able to find anypony that will hire them again.”

“Another big societal taboo is eating your own family members,” Twilight said, “particularly direct family members, like your parents or any brothers or sisters you might have. Some ponies also think it’s wrong to eat more distant relations like cousins, but that belief isn’t quite as widespread.”

Cheerilee glanced up at the clock. “But that’s enough background information for now. Twilight, we’re already about halfway through the period, so I think it’s about time we moved on to the main course.” She grinned, a grin that only grew wider at the groans she heard from some of her students.

Twilight nodded her head. “Very well then, Ms. Cheerilee. On to the main part of the presentation!”

MS. Cheerilee nodded back, then sat back on her haunches, opened her mouth wide, and stuck her tongue out.

“Now class,” Twilight said, looking out over the seated students, “there’s two main ways to go about eating a pony, and each of those two ways also has two different variations to it. The first main way is starting from the front of the pony!” Twilight sat back and placed both her forehooves just inside Cheerilee’s open mouth. “The first variation is to start with the hooves. Assuming your meal tucks their head down between their front legs,“ she said, doing just that herself, “it makes for fairly simple swallowing the whole way down. The other variation is to start with their head.” She removed her hooves from Cheerilee’s mouth and and replaced it with her head, resting her chin on the schoolteacher’s outstretched tongue. “This variation is somewhat more difficult, as you have to deal with your mouth wanting to close around the neck and then suddenly having to open much wider for the shoulders.” She noticed a colt in the back of the room with his hoof raised and removed her face from Ms. Cheerilee’s mouth to face him. “Yes! You have a question?” she asked, pointing to the lanky golden yellow coated unicorn colt.

“Eh, wouldn’t eating you head first be kinda hard cause you got a horn?” he asked.

Twilight smiled and nodded. “A very good observation! What’s your name?”

“Snails,” the colt replied.

“Well, Snails, you’re absolutely right!” Twilight said. “While not impossible, it is very difficult to eat unicorns like you or me head first. Which segues very nicely into the second way of eating a pony, starting from the other end!” She turned around and lifted her backside into the air in Cheerilee’s direction. “One variation is starting straight at the rump. This is the most difficult of the commonly used way to eat a pony because it requires to open your mouth very wide at the very beginning.” She lowered her rump and instead raised on of her rear hooves, which she gently placed just inside Cheerilee’s mouth. “The easier way to do it is just like eating a pony headfirst; start with the hooves! This is the method that we’ll be demonstrating today.”

Twilight turned her head to look at Ms. Cheerilee and gave a nod. Cheerilee responded by reaching down to grab Twilight’s other hoof and lifting it up to join its counterpart in her mouth. “This method is arguably even easier than starting with the forehooves,” Twilight said as Cheerilee slowly pulled her hooves deeper into her mouth before giving a loud swallow. “When you eat your first pony, that first swallow is going to seem difficult, but don’t worry, your body is more than up to the task,” she continued lecturing even as Cheerilee gave another few gulps, pulling her legs further down her gullet. Twilight’s horn lit up, and a ethereal pointer appeared, pointing at the bulge appearing in Cheerilee’s throat. “As you can all see, my hind legs alone are enough to cause Ms. Cheerilee’s throat to noticeably bulge outwards, but it’s nothing to worry about. A pony’s throat is capable of stretching out much, much farther.”

Her magical pointer moved up to Cheerilee’s mouth, where the schoolmare’s muzzle had just reached the base of Twilight’s rump. “It has to if it’s going to take in a pony’s backside!” She looked out towards the class. “For the majority of ponies, this is going to be the widest part of their body, and thus the most difficult to swallow.” Cheerilee continued progressing even as she spoke, Twilight’s cutie mark now half vanished down her maw. “The only exception is going to be some larger stallions, where their upper chest is actually going to be the widest part of their body.” She looked back to Cheerilee to see the entirety of her rump now tucked away in her mouth, her cheeks bulging out obscenely. “Of course, getting the rump in your mouth is only the first half. You have to actually swallow it, too!” Ms. Cheerilee didn’t waste any time in demonstrating such, the bulge in her throat already growing larger as she sucked Twilight’s flanks down her gullet. “This part will seem difficult at first,” Twilight said as she watched herself slowly disappearing into Cheerilee’s maw, “But you just have to persevere! As I said, this is the hardest part, so once you get past it, it’s much easier swallowing the rest of the way!”

Just a few more moment passed before Twilight felt the entirety of her backside engulfed in the tight confines of Cheerilee’s throat and she looked back out the class. “Once you have your meal’s backside nicely secured in your throat, you can keep going the same way you were, but you can make things much easier for yourself with a change of position at this point!” She looked back at the mare whose mouth her barrel was sticking out of. “Ms. Cheerilee?”

Cheerilee paused for just a moment before powerfully tilting her head back, lifting the remainder of her meal up into the air. “Woah!” Twilight shouted, temporarily dazed by the sudden change in position, the dizziness causing her magical pointer to poof out of existence as she lost her concentration. She shook her head slightly then looked out at the class. “In this position, not only does your meal now have a straight shot down to the stomach, but you also have gravity helping you pull them down!” Twilight explained even as she was being pulled down exactly as she described. “You do have to be kind of careful when lifting your meal up, however, as it is possible to sprain your neck muscles if your meal is too heavy or if you’re not strong enough.” She looked down at Cheerilee’s midsection. “My hind legs have already started entering Ms. Cheerilee’s stomach, and if you look closely, you can already see it bulging out slightly.” She looked back up at the class. “Needless to say, it’s going to be bulging out a lot more once she’s done!”

“Now, If you’re the meal,” Twilight continued, “then you have a small decision to make at this point. If you don’t do anything, then as the pony eating you reaches your upper chest, your forelegs will be forced up into the air alongside your head.” She lifted her forelegs up into the air to demonstrate, causing her to slide another few inches down Ms. Cheerilee’s gullet. “Some ponies, however, like to instead have their forelegs go down alongside their body, like so.” She brought one of her hooves down towards her devourer’s maw, and Ms. Cheerilee gladly opened her mouth a bit wider to take it in. “Which you decide to do is largely personal preference.”

Twilight noticed another hoof raised, a familiar white coated unicorn filly this time. “Yes, Sweetie Belle?” she asked, pointing her remaining hoof at her.

“My big sister, Rarity, says that once you eat a pony, they’re gone for good. Is that true?” Sweetie asked.

“That’s absolutely correct, Sweetie!” Twilight answered with a nod of her head even as her slow slide down Cheerilee’s throat continued, the schoolmare’s lips now at the middle of her chest. “This is the last that you or anypony else is ever going to see of me. By the end of the day, there’s isn’t going to be a Twilight Sparkle anymore.” She was able to reach down with her remaining hoof and pat at the large bulge she was already making in Cheerilee’s belly. “Ms. Cheerilee’s stomach is going to break me down into nothing but fat, nutrients, and waste products.”

“And by waste products she means poop!” a chubby looking teal coated unicorn colt called out from the back of the room, sending the class into a fit of snickering.

Twilight scowled at the colt and opened her mouth to reprimand him when she was suddenly tugged down a few inches all at once. “Woah!” She glanced down at Cheerilee. “Heh, it looks like Ms. Cheerilee doesn’t want to wait any longer to turn me into a layer of body fat!” She looked back up at the class. “It looks like this is it for me, everypony!” she said as she waved her hoof goodbye. Another powerful gulp and Cheerilee’s lips were at her armpit. “I’m glad I was able to give you all this demonstration!” Another noisy swallow and her remaining foreleg was pinned up against her head. “I hope you all learned something from it!” Another gulp and her remaining view of the class was framed by Cheerilee’s maw. “I now return control of the classroom to Ms. Cheerilee!” she managed to say before Cheerilee gave another swallow and shut her lips around the purple hoof still sticking out, which she wasted no time slurping down along with the rest of Twilight’s mane.

A few more gulps sent the rest of the unicorn down into Cheerliee’s distended belly, and she gave a satisfied sigh and looked to her class as she rested her hooves on her bulging gut. “And that, students, is how you eat another pony!” She began rubbing the bulges Twilight made in her midsection. “If you would like to, you’re all free to come up and feel for yourselves that Ms. Twilight really is all tucked away inside my tummy!”

The majority of her students got up from their seats and walked up to her, where they began rubbing their hooves against her unicorn filled gut. Cheerilee closed her eyes and did her best to keep down a quiet moan. Her students didn’t need to know how good it felt having all those tiny hooves rubbing her engorged belly.

“Mith Cheerilee?” a filly asked.

Cheerilee opened her eyes and looked down at the cream coated earth pony filly. “Yes, Twist?”

“Did Mith Twilight tathe good?” Twist asked.

“Yes, she did!” Cheerilee answered, then licked her lips. “Like blueberries and lavender!” She looked to the rest of her students. “You’ll find that everypony has their own unique flavor, and they’re all quite delicious! Assuming, of course, that they maintain their personal hygiene.”

“Neat!” Twist replied. “I bet I tathe like thugary peppermint!”

“I wonder what it’s like getting digested…” a gray coated, glasses wearing earth pony filly asked.

“It’s really not so bad,” answered a muffled voice from Ms. Cheerilee’s stomach, startling the students. “Obviously, we’re not able to ask somepony who has been digested what it was like,” Twilight continued, unaware of the student’s surprise, “but from observations we know it's a fairly painless process. You just kinda slowly start melting until you eventually pass out, and that’s it!”

Cheerilee glanced up at the clock then looked back to her students. “Alright now, class, that’s it for questions. It’s just about time for recess. When you get back, I’m going to let you feel my belly again, so you can feel how much squisher Twilight will have already become! Digesting a full grown pony may take the better part of a day, but it starts very quickly!” The bell rung, and her students immediately began making their way to the door. “Be back in forty five minutes, everypony!” She watched her student all file out the door- all except 3 fillies who remained where they were, staring at the lump in Cheerilee's gut.

“So… I guess this is goodbye then, Twilight.” Applebloom said, a slightly sad look on her face.

“I’m afraid so, girls,” Twilight replied. “By the time you get back from recess, I probably won’t be in any condition to talk anymore. Heh, I can actually already feel my hooves starting to get a bit softer! Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, make sure to let your sisters know that I let Cheerilee eat me. And Scootaloo, you tell Rainbow Dash.”

“Alright, sure…” Scootaloo replied, “...though she’s gonna be kinda bummed to hear that you became food.”

“I’ll miss you, Twilight,” Sweetie said.

“I’ll miss you all, too, but I really am glad I was able to give this demonstration for you all. Did you learn a lot from it?”

Sweetie’s face brightened a bit. “I sure did! It was very… en-light-en-ing!” she said making sure to pronounce the word correctly. Scootaloo rolled her eyes and mumbled the word ‘dictionary’ under her breath.

“Well, then why don’t you go try to apply some of that knowledge you’ve gained?” Twilight suggested.

“A very good idea, Twilight!” Cheerilee said. “Why don’t you girls go outside and try practicing what you’ve learned today with your classmates?”

“Yeah, that sounds great!” Scootaloo said, an eager, competitive grin overtaking her face. “Rainbow Dash eats like four ponies a week! If I ever want to be like her, I gotta get started yesterday!” She reared up, spun around on her hooves and dashed towards the door, her tiny wings buzzing in anticipation.

Applebloom and Sweetie Belle were quick to follow. “Hold up, Scoots!” Applebloom shouted as she ran out the door. “Remember you gotta ask their permission first!”

Author's Note

Yes, I am aware that this version of equestria would eat itself out of existence if you so much as even tried applying logic to it, but I can't help it. I still have to apply some ground rules for it to sorta kinda make sense.