“Twillliiight!”
Twilight’s ears folded against her head as she galloped through town. She barely registered the faces of the surprised flower sisters as they passed. Not long after, she could hear a loud crash followed by “The horror!”
Twilight knew she didn’t have much time. She needed to get away. Her life depended on it.
“Twiliiiiiiiiiiight!” The deep, masculine voice struck fear into her heart, her ears flattened back against her head.
“I told you, I’m sorry!” Her voice quivered slightly.
“Saying you’re sorry won’t fix what you did!” Another crash, followed by a scream. “Now get back here so I can take something of yours like you did mine!”
Twilight rounded the town fountain, the dreaded footsteps just behind her. She was uncertain of how close he was, so she turned her head to get a better look.
A tall, bipedal figure loomed over her and blocked out the sun. Twilight only had time to scream and activate a teleport spell before two long arms closed around where she’d been.
The figure kept going and fell face first into the dirt. He hit the ground with a fist before he turned and glared at the purple pony who materialized on top of the fountain. Sweat poured down her forehead and her chest expanded with each labored breath.
Anon, the resident human, smirked. “Getting tired, are we Purplesmart?”
Twilight only whined in response, and slowly backed away. Her wings twitched and began to spread out as she bent her legs.
“Not this time!” Anon lunged for her, but she jumped off the fountain. Anon stumbled and fell into the water of the fountain below with a loud splash. He recovered quickly, then glared at the backside of the pony he’d come to loathe as she galloped away yet again.
“Vengeaaaaance!” Anon stumbled out of the fountain, tripped and face planted into the dirt a second time, and then sprinted after her.
Twilight spread her wings as she continued to run. She was honestly surprised that Anon was capable of keeping up with her for this long, in the past he’d protested any physical exertion whatsoever. He seemed perfectly content with being a general pain-in-the-flank, somewhat quirky hooman who seemed to get himself mixed up in the town’s shenanigans wherever he went. Twilight and her friends were a little cautious of him when he’d first arrived, but after he’d gotten a job and proven himself to be a resourceful and friendly guy, they’d opened up to him a little more.
He was especially interested in magic, and he would often come over to Twilight’s to join her in her studies. He told her all sorts of things about human society, including the sort of games they liked to play for fun. Anon seemed to like a peculiar type of card game in particular, though now Twilight was afraid that he would never play it with her again.
“It was just a card, Anon!” Twilight shouted as she began to lift off the ground.
“Oh no you don’t!” She felt a sudden tug on her tail, then was forced to fall to the ground as Anon dragged her back down with his weight. He kneeled overtop of her, then grabbed her chest fur and began to shake her repeatedly. “A limited edition, pristine condition, unfathomably valuable card, Twilight! It needs replacing!”
Twilight flailed her legs helplessly for a moment as Anon shook her. Then, as she finally got her bearings, she darted her head down and bit Anon’s hand.
“Ow!” Anon withdrew immediately. He shook his hand as he inspected it carefully. “Now that’s just rude! You don’t know where that mouth has b—” He looked up to notice Twilight was already running away again. He gave an aggravated groan before standing and giving chase again.
Twilight spread her wings to try and fly again, but her right wing twitched and she folded it back in carefully. Sprained and hurt wings were something Twilight dealt with on a regular basis when she was learning how to fly, but now she feared it meant the end of her.
“Princess Twilight!” A deep, booming voice echoed across Ponyville.
Twilight halted in mid-step, then turned.
Two merchant carts were pushed aside as Anon stormed into the town square, his face contorted into a scowl. He stopped his advance, then pointed a finger straight at her. “You have destroyed something that belongs to me!”
Twilight only had time to let out an “Eep!” that rivaled Fluttershy’s meekness before she hurriedly scurried into the nearest concealed area she could find, an empty alleyway between two houses.
Anon tossed his head back and let out a beastly (though frankly very over exaggerated and pathetic) roar before he gave chase.
Twilight rounded a corner. Her heart pounded in her chest as wisps of ragged breath quivered over her lips.
To her dismay, she soon came to a wall that marked the end of the alleyway.
She pivoted and tried to go back, but Anon rounded the corner just then.
“Nowhere to run, Twilight.” Anon grinned and approached her slowly. She turned around again, and ran towards the back wall. She was trapped.
So she did what any hurt, scared pony would do in her position.
She defended herself.
She dug her hooves in the dirt to stop her momentum as her horn lit up. “I’m sorry Anon!” She yelled back as a large, purple wall shimmered into view, effectively blocking her view of Anon.
“As if that thing will stop me!” Anon called from the other side of the wall. He snorted and dug his shoe into the dirt like a bull before he charged straight for it.
“Rrrrrrrrgh!” he yelled as he jumped to smash through the wall. His face twisted from anger into surprise when, not only did the wall offer absolutely no resistance, he felt a peculiar case of vertigo as he made contact with it.
It felt like the wall was bigger than it appeared from the outside, and his surprise only doubled when he finally emerged into the daylight. He emerged to see a distressed, much larger Twilight waiting for him on the other side, her head leaned down and her mouth wide open. Her tongue dangled out to receive him, and the dark pink of her maw was beyond that.
“...Crap.” Anon flailed, but to no avail as he sailed inside Twilight’s mouth.
Twilight’s head jerked backwards slightly from the impact, but she clamped her mouth down across Anon’s form as soon as she felt him press against her tongue.
Anon writhed and kicked in the air as he dangled from her mouth. Twilight took a deep breath to try and settle her racing heart and mind. Her nose twitched and quivered as it nervously sucked in the cool, calming air. She leaned her back against the alleyway wall and closed her eyes. Anon wasn’t so much of a threat anymore, and now she just needed to calm herself down.
Anon on the other hand spat saliva out of his mouth as he glared at the back of Twilight’s throat. Some light leaked in from the sides of her mouth, staining his prison a light pink color. Twilight’s tongue undulated underneath of him, and he could feel the occasional squeeze as she reaffirmed her grip on him. Twilight's saliva oozed into his clothes, the constant assault of her humid breath on his face made it difficult to breathe clarity to the situation.. “Fucking ponies.” He grumbled to himself as he pushed Twilight’s tongue away. He laid his hands on Twilight’s teeth and tried to push himself out of Twilight’s maw.
“Mhmh, moo momay?” Twilight mumbled with her mouthful. Anon didn’t respond, but Twilight didn’t want to risk letting him out again. She didn’t want to hurt him, but she also didn’t want him to hurt her.
“Twilight!” she heard the muffled shout. “Let me out! You aren’t making your situation any better, here!”
“Mot mummil ymou halm nown!” Twilight responded.
“I can’t understand a word you’re saying!” Anon flailed again. Twilight rolled her eyes and reaffirmed her grip on him. Hopefully soon he’d realize that his struggling wasn’t going to make her release him anytime soon.
“Twilight!” Anon called again and thrashed about. When she didn’t respond, he sighed and propped his head up with his elbow leaned against the bottom of Twilight’s mouth. He was absolutely drenched now as saliva dripped on him from the roof of her mouth, stuck on him from her tongue, which pressed in on him from the sides. He felt like he was in some sort of weird water park ride.
Twilight trotted back towards the alleyway entrance. She wanted to take Anon back home and talk with him there, but his constant squirming made it very hard to keep a grip on him. Twilight feared that if he escaped he might try to hurt her again, so she needed a way to get a better grip on him.
Twilight slowly lifted her head skyward, and tossed it back a few times to get more of Anon inside. He kicked, squirmed, and made a few muffled sounds, but Twilight held him fast.
Anon felt his heart plummet as his fleshy prison tipped backwards and sent him further back into Twilight’s mouth. He tried to push himself out using the inside of her cheek, her teeth, her tongue, anything really, but he couldn’t keep his grip and he simply slid right off.
It wasn’t long before he felt the warmth from Twilight’s mouth cover his entire body. Then, the sound of pearly whites slamming together behind him extinguished all light within the mouth.
Twilight slurped Anon’s legs inside and closed her mouth. Her cheeks were puffed out from her new guest, but she didn’t feel like she was going to drop him anytime soon. As she walked, she found her thoughts focusing less on the talk she was going to have with him, and more about his taste. Twilight never tasted another living creature before. The feeling of having something alive squirming inside her mouth was strange, but certainly not unwelcome. He had an odd salty taste, strange but not unpleasant. It was sweet almost, and if she didn’t know any better she might think that he was a sugar cube.
As she cantered back towards home, her eyes drifted to a close as she swished Anon around inside of her mouth. She rubbed him against her palette, and ran him around the inside of her cheek.
Anon tried desperately to push the assaulting tongue off, but to no avail. It intruded on his private space constantly, pushing and prodding against his bare skin as it left no inch of him unexplored. He could hear Twilight vocalize her enjoyment in the forms of small hums that rang from further back. He swore, once he was out, she was going to pay. As for right now though, he was just a very wet, very indignant human at the mercy of the pony.
They were almost home now. Twilight found it rather difficult to concentrate on the path home, but she stopped every once in awhile to enjoy her surprise treat before she continued on her way. The occasional pony would glance her way, confused by her odd behavior, but they soon went back to what they were going.
Before she turned onto the street where the library was, she felt her belly growl at her. She froze in place, then splayed her ears back against her head. She knew what her belly was telling her to do, but angry at her or not, Anon was her friend. She didn’t want to do that to him. Another insistent growl from her stomach and a kick from Anon caused her to flinch and whine a bit.
Anon gripped Twilight’s tongue firmly. It pressed him back against the row of her teeth, going up under his shirt slightly to lick at his bare skin. “Back, back demon!” He shouted at the muscle. “You shall not have me today!” He pushed at it, but it only backed off for a moment before it pressed up against him again. “Guh…” Anon went slack and sighed as the tongue continued to assault him. She was really asking for it.
A deep, guttural growl that shook his small prison sent a shiver down his spine. The familiar bubbling growl of a belly, no matter how distorted, gave him pause.
When Twilight got into one of her study sessions, she sometimes forgot to eat. Even though Spike was back at the library to cook for her, she would specifically ask not to be disturbed during her studies. That, of course, meant that she’d be very hungry at the end of her study sessions. Anon sometimes had to drag her out of her study so that she would eat.
Twilight swished Anon from side to side, going over a mental list of spells in her mind. One in particular stood out among the rest. Teleportation. She’d practiced teleporting other things a few times, even things she couldn’t directly see. If she could just have Anon for a little while… then teleport him out before she actually ate something substantial… he’d be okay with that, right?
“Twilight, I know what you’re thinking! Don’t you dare!” Anon pounded on the inside of Twilight’s mouth to get her attention, but she didn’t seem to be listening. Anon gripped at Twilight’s teeth as his prison started to tilt backwards, then he heard something behind him squelch loudly.
“Twilight! Twilight!” He shouted as her saliva ran over his body and between his fingers. He managed to hold on for a few more seconds before he lost his grip and slowly slid down.
“Twiliiiiiight!” He shouted as he felt something catch his legs and began to suck him in.
Outside, Twilight slowly tilted her head back. A small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as a rather large bulge appeared at the beginning of her throat, just beyond her jawline. Her ears went flat against her head as she rubbed the bulge softly. She stroked it downwards, urging it to go on. It hesitated for only a moment, then slowly began to descend her throat. Twilight’s cheeks became stained with a tint of red as she smiled, and she hummed to herself happily.
Anon struggled, but it was all for naught as he was squeezed down a tight, wet tube. He could feel pressure against his back, something that stroked him and coaxed him further on. He could hear the steady thumping of Twilight’s heart just beyond the muscular walls that squeezed him downwards, and a distant humming sound that came from further up.
Eventually, Anon’s path levelled out and he started going horizontal. He felt himself break through some sort of stretchy, wet barrier before he came into contact with something squishy and wet. His progress stopped completely.
He thought he was done, but then the thing began to engulf his head.
“Twilight you- mmph!” He kicked his legs and moved his arms about to protest, but it proved to be for naught as he was quickly sucked inside.
He went through an even tighter pathway for but a moment before his head emerged into a larger chamber. The walls of this new place stretched at his touch, and they felt slick. They moved under his touch, pulsing in time with the sound of Twilight’s heartbeat. The whole thing was like some sort of wet, sticky hammock.He looked backwards to catch a glimpse of what he’d come through.It squeezed and he found himself deposited into the large chamber. It rushed towards him from all sides, catching him in a warm, wet embrace.
Anon fought against it, but it insistently remained closed around him. In a moment's time, the stale air was saturated by the oppressive heat as the fleshy movement unnerved him. He collapsed and went lax. His temporary home seemed to take it as a sign of surrender, and then went lax with him. The chamber visibly sagged with his presence, and he could feel the bouncy movement of Twilight’s walking. He could also hear every sound her body made, and the occasional squelch and groan made his chamber shake and quiver. The powerful, but soothing beating of Twilight’s heart, and the warm environment made it extremely difficult to concentrate on staying angry.
Anon blinked slowly, his hot temper mellowing into a relaxed, sluggish mood. “Y’know…” he chuckled. “Maybe this isn’t so bad.” He laughed softly before he turned his head to the side and closed his eyes.
Twilight let out a small squeak as she stretched her body out. She could both see and feel Anon’s descent into her stomach, and she revelled every moment of it. Her body tightened up as Anon’s bulge grew closer to her midsection. It slowed his advancement considerably.
Twilight bit her lip, and her blush became more prominent as Anon finally cleared her esophagus, and dropped into her eager stomach.
Twilight let out a breath she’d been holding for a long time now, and let her tongue hang out of her mouth for a moment. That was simply wonderful, she couldn’t recall a moment when she’d gotten so much enjoyment out of food.
“Ah, we need to do this more often, Anon.” Twilight spoke as her horn glowed. Her stomach glowed in response as she cast a sustainment spell to help keep him alive inside.
Twilight opened the door to her library and stepped inside, a slight spring in her step as she continued her hummed tune.
“Twilight!” Spike called from a ladder on the bookcase. “You’re okay! Well I mean, I knew you were gonna be okay. I didn’t think Anon was actually going to hurt you, though I was a little worried.”
Twilight chuckled. “It’s fine, I think Anon and I have made up rather... well.” She refrained from running a hoof across her belly. Anon wasn’t struggling anymore, which could only tell Twilight that he was finally enjoying the experience.
“Speaking of him, where is he?” Spike glanced at the door, then back at Twilight. “I thought he’d accompany you back here so that you two could make up.”
“Oh, he’s busy. I think.” Twilight flicked her tail slightly. “Don’t worry Spike, I don’t think making up will be a problem. I am a little tired though, so I think I’m going to go get some rest.”
Spike raised an eyebrow. “What about that card game Anon was trying to show you? You seemed pretty determined to learn it.”
“Another time.” Twilight said as she began to trot up the stairs. “Don’t forget to finish your chores!”
Spike merely rolled his eyes at that before he continued to put the books he held in his claw away.
Twilight opened the door to her bedroom, then kicked it closed behind her. She raised a hoof to her underbelly and stroked it gently. “We’re gonna relax for a while Anon, and once that’s said and done, hopefully you’ll be a bit more willing to listen.” Her stomach growled, and Twilight licked her lips. “I know, I’m eager for next time too.”
She climbed up into her bed, then sprawled herself out on the covers. She gave Anon’s bulge another loving rub before she tucked herself under the covers, and gently laid her head on the pillow. She yawned and smiled as she felt a gentle kick from Anon. “Mmm, night Anon. See you when I wake up… not that you have much of a choice.” She licked her lips again before she slowly drifted off to sleep.
Author's Note
I... haven't actually put anything out for a while.
Feels good, man.
Also, I didn't specify exactly what kind of card it was since I don't play many card games.
Also also, this short work was inspired by a sketch that a friend of mine did.
