A Little Stargazing [Scat]
A Little Stargazing
Written by Septia.
“Hnnmng... almost... there.” Starshine grumbled to herself, seeing her rope going over the ledge just ahead of her. After a few more pulls she could safely crawl onto the wooden shelf, the violet mare giving herself a moment to breathe. To her right she could see the brazen door knob. “First thing on the list: constructing stairs.” She said and adjusted her googles back over her head. In the backroom of Star's herbalist store laid a beaker on its side, its precious alchemical concoction lazily dripping out. The mare brushed through her fluffy, apricot mane, her hoof lingering at her forehead for a few moments. Safe to say, this batch hadn't gone exactly according to plan either, leaving Starshine about as tall as a hoof was wide. Again. At least the time she turned into a frog she was able to jump up the bookshelves next to her door, in this state she had to climb the rope in able to lock the entrance. She was fit and could climb just fine, but she was a bit, bottom heavy. At least she had that doll sized tea set so she could relax with a decent cup o-. Her train of thought was interrupted when the doorknob turned in front of her. It flung open, rather slowly, but fast enough to knock Star over to the bookshelves to the right, landing at the tomes of equestrian flora guide for the hungry.
“Good afternoon Starshine, how is my tea leaf order looki-... Star?” Startshine's eyes shocked open at the sight of Twilight wandering inside her store.
Of course, it had to be Twilight. This was the reason she needed to lock her door quickly in these circumstances. The princess's head turned towards her, Starshine quickly hiding behind the books on the self. Letting Twilight see her in this state was out of the question. “Are you in your study Star?” Whilst Twilight rummaged around the store, Star crawled closer to the border of the shelve to observe Twilight's movements. The princess of friendship, master of dusk, with her flowing mane and... splendid hind. She stared at the tail swishing in front of those lilac cheeks. Twilight tilted her head upwards, “On the second floor maybe? I just need you for a minute.” Saying this, she backed up as if she tried to estimate where Star's room above would be. Starshine held over her own mouth when the princess's rear pushed in close towards her, feeling the tail brush up against her body, almost sweeping her off the self. Star clung herself to the tail as to not fall off the shelf, just for Twilight to walk forwards and leave the tiny mare hanging on for dear life. “If you are busy then, how about I stop by tomorrow?” Twilight said undenounced to the fact that Star was lightly bouncing up against her cheeks as her tail swung to her steps. -Bwomp-, Star bounced against the plump cheeks with a springy elasticity, in other circumstances she could see herself enjoying having the hunk of flank meat squeezing against her.
She slipped just a few centimeters, she had to banish those thoughts and just hold on, not considering the subtle warmth of Twilight's hind or the sultry fragrance of mare musk tickling her nostrils or-. At a quick turn, the tail flung upwards and bumped Star with surprising force against a plush surface, her hooves slipping from the tail and hastily patting to find a new grip. Now, she had her legs wrapped around something, squishy. Opening her eyes, she saw the deep pit leading in to Twilight's void. The crinkled flesh faintly convulsing in front of her, soft flesh rubbing together into such a tight point. “H-huaah.” She exclaimed with her cheeks blooming in a cherry fluster. Instinctively, she let go of the sensitive, private area of the alicorn. Hurling towards the ground the moment after, she regretted that decision.
“Wh-what was that?” Was the last Star heard as the ground rapidly approached.
~ 1 ~
A voice neared her from far in the distance. Briefs flashes of light impaired her vision before her eyes adjusted to the brightness. Above was the worried face of a massive mare, though Starshine only mustered up a raspy groan as a reaction. “Phew, thank the stars you are ok.” Twilight moved back in her bed and gave her some air. A shiver coursed through her, though Star relaxed and gently sat up, seeing the towers of books placed around the room made her realize she was in Twilight's bedchamber.
“Just a little brushing, I'll be fine.” She responded, feeling a slight headache coming on, but was otherwise fine. The mares sat awkwardly for a couple of moments. Eyes darting around now and then in attempts not to stare at each other.
“I'm sorry”
“I am sorry.” The two broke the silence simultaneously, resulting in two pair of blushing cheeks.
“Probably should have gotten the hint that you didn't want to be disturbed, I mean if I knew you were back there I...” Twilight started awkwardly, allowing for Star to jump in.
“Oh no need princess, you couldn't have known, and all in all it wasn't that bad back there.” Star froze in an awkward smile after hearing what she just said. The covers shifted quickly underneath her as Twilight hastily adjusted her position.
“You mean, when you grabbed my...” Star bit her lip.
“No, Yes, I ahhm... yeah.” The little mare's heart was hammering away in her chest. A few more moments of silence. Twilight raised up on the bed, calmly laying back with her cheeks still deep red. The beating of her heart became a rapid pounding when the Princess's dark doughnut laid bare before her.
“I, thought so too,” Twilight started, nervously tapping her fore hooves together, “so, if you feel inclined...” She spoke with an unmistakably eager undertone to her voice, Star trembling slightly whilst she watched the rim of puffy flesh do the same.
-Bwoom-. This close, Star could hear the pliable pucker softly bounce back against her touch. With delicate motions caressing the squishy ring that was larger than her head. The pucker stood out with its illustrious, deep purple against the surrounding pastel lavender, granting a unique beauty. Now the rim pulsed back and forth delicately, sending vibration through her legs as she massaged and tenderly kneaded the rim. Twilight cooing with satisfaction across the bed. “Oooh, your small hooves gets such a pleasing grip of it.” Star couldn't blush more if she tried.
“M-my pleasure, it's softer than my best pillows.” She responded and lightly trusted herself against the squishy rim, her hooves kneading and cradling around it. The pucker's mellow warmth so close to her chest elicited a shaking moan from her. Both of the mare's moans harmonized with each other, all whilst Star passionately squeezed the edges of the hole, letting her hooves prod along the plush wrinkles of skin. Pulling back, Star smoothly played around the border or Twilight's doughnut, letting her hooves gently become enveloped in flesh that seemed to mould around them in a caring embrace. She breathed slowly, heavily, noticing how the pucker and even the whole of Twilight shivered under her warm exhales. “I could sink into it like a waterbed.” She mumbled and swirled her hooves gently against it. -Suoldh- The rim clenched in tightly, Twilight's panting interrupted with a shaking grunt.
“Excuse me, it isn't you, I just haven't been to the little fillies room for a while, keep at it and I won't be able to hold it.” Star felt the submerged rumbling through her hooves, continuing to massage warmly.
“I-if you wouldn't mind I... w-wouldn't mind watching.” It did feel like her normal voice, this was squeaky and unstable, but she couldn't focus as the hole was pulsing so mesmerizingly before her.
“Ooo... one moment.” Twilight rolled off the bed and rummaged for something in the neat piles of paper and books, Star's gaze glued to the velvet hole that flexed broadly to something within, twilight holding back as well as she could. The princess laid out a few old spreadsheets on the bed before climbing back up, huffing and shaking whilst she hunched into position. “Hope this is enough, not much time le-mmfw...” Twilight panted between breaths softly, Star staring close by the winking puckers side, seeing every crinkles rim stretch out as the doughnut budded outwards.
-Sliiwrlk- Came the squeaky noise of rear pipe fluids lubricating the pristine exit. Star witnessed the umber patch of manure grow, framed in by the expanding purple hem of Twilight’s rear. The clasp of flesh convulsing against the lump, allowing it to exude outwards small stretches at a time. This close, Starshine was able to see the minuscule indents and splotches of matte, earthy tones that made up the gunk globs texture. Her nose quickly picked up the musty fragrance which surrounded the fresh oval of sewage. Buried in the scent was something she vaguely recognized. Once only a quarter of the horse apple remained in hole's clutch, it leisurely dropped onto the reused parchments. -Doulplsd- The taut mound made a jovial little recoil against the beds springy surface before it lodged itself to the paper with a more moist thud. It was nearly the size of her temporarily shrunken torso, its impact causing Star to stumble in surprise. “Aaah, mmgh, everything looking alright back there?” Twilight asked between small pants, her winking pucker already stretching out around a larger glob of chocolate fudge. Star would be too busy nibbling on her lower lip watching the next chunk ooze its way out of the flexing rear chute before she mumbled out a response.
“S-smooth and steady.”
At the fall of each muddy clump -Doumngl-, Starshine could feel the vibrations in the bed surge through her legs and shake up her body. Each slab of royal sludge sturdy and by the impact felt as solid as rocks, yet Star could see the granular and sloppy surface of the fresh dung and watched how they clumped together like clay. The manure forming a loosely bonded heap. One dollop smacked into the top of the cruddy pyramid, just to slowly dislodge itself under its own weight with a viscous -Grliirssh- smearing off a layer of warm slimy nougat whilst making a single rotation down to the foot of the pile. Its scent had been increasing exponentially, Star shaking whilst she leaned in and sniffed the fresh odor. Her cheeks flushed dark plum as she realized what scent she recognized. Tucked away under musty sticky manure tartness was a tang of wilted tulips, a sharpness of old dairy and a sprinkle of daffodils. Starshine treasured the taste of a well made Tulip and daffodil sandwich, and whilst the mess had a humid mulchy bitterness over it, the steaming balls of fertilizer in front of her contained the same ingredients. To think that such a sandwich had made its way through Twilight's entire body, being churned and compacted into parts of these earthy slabs of sewage fudge. Heat from the pile permeated Star's body, driving her closer all whilst Twilight grunted far above.
The princess's purple cleft heaving out rugged hind bonbons with all the more muted -Doumf- as the manure landed on each other rather than the sheets below. Pleasant strains tingled through Twilight's rear, her pucker broadening around smaller clusters of butt fudge which had amassed within her colon. Her rim was given a gentle massage while it squeezed over rifts and crevices separating the slabs of waste. The relief of unloading a rather heavy cargo of bowel sludge was satisfying, yet more than matched by another sensation. Having Star with her, in this moment of frailty, unshackled her mind of obligations and doubt, granting her a serene state of mind to truly enjoy every nub and flexing movements of her tush. At least for the moment, it was as if she allowed herself a locked off pleasure. She let out a soothing coo, hearing it almost echoed behind her by the miniature earth pony. Star's friendship had been the key to these emotions brimming within.
~ 2 ~
A hoof gently caressed the surface of a waste chunk. A viscous texture, heated by Twilight's body, clung to Star's hoof. -Shlourlth-. A little bit of pressure and her hoof sank in, slowly becoming submerged in manure which kept her stuck in a slimy suction hold. “Just like butter...” Star dreamily confirmed, a bit of resistance to tug her hoof back out, yet she didn't mind. She tugged and wiggled her hoof in the firm, mucky depths, warm steam rising around the well churned dung whilst her other hoof explored the granular texture and flexible fissures of the waste.
“Enjoying yourself?” An ice cold jolt coursed through her spine, peering upwards to see Twilight. It seemed the princess had interrupted herself, or was she already done? Star's mind was clouded with questions and worry. Then, she felt the princess's hoof at her back, nudging her into the sloppy embrace of the heap, feeling herself lightly squishing against it with a moist -Chlish-. “Comfortable, is it not? With your size you have so much more of it to enjoy,” Twilight said and squished Star against the bundle of her feces, “in a relative sense at least.” Hearing Twilight speak of this so nonchalantly, even though she was blushing, caused the mare to bury her inhibitions. Star begun to bluntly grind up against the manure, feeling sleek splotches of bowel slime spreading and caking her front together with firmer patches of mare grime.
“Certainly fitting for the princess of friendship's dung to be so inviting and alluring.” Now it was Twilight's turn to blush once more, leaning down and squeezing the lump together between her hooves, brushing down a dune of the humid mass onto Star's mane. Whilst Star pulled her mane out from the heap she found the apricot mane entirely gunged up to a coffee brown. She started spreading around the muck in her mane as if it was a very thick soap. “Why thank you princess, I did need to shampoo my mane a bit.” Star spoke with a cheerful tone climbing up the pile. The mare mud gluing her googles firmly to her mane. Twilight held over her muzzle and giggled.
“Oh Star, there is no 'Sham' in that.” At this the two of them burst out into a giggle fit only matched by fillies on a slumber party.
~ 3 ~
Time passed as the two mares played together with their dirty pile. Star' reaching into big lumps and separating the mounds whilst Twilight formed out gunky hoof-fulls of the pungent sharp smelling sludge balls. Some waste staining their coat's like an earthy glue whilst other chunks rolled off their bodies or were smushed into solid blobs. Star hugged over the pile and scooped up moist butt clay to roll and form into a larger, messy ball which she rolled up and over Twilight's hoof, caking the lilac coat in the mare's own filth. “Star, I wouldn't have taken you for such a depraved individual.” Twilight remarked whilst she felt the little mare paint her cheeks with the creamiest dollops of the manure.
“Neither did it cross my mind that we would share that trait.” Star said and dappled a spot of brown mess to the tip of Twilight's muzzle. It was a certain kind of warmth, a newly awakened emotion that coursed through Star's veins. To be able to play with dung with another mare as casually as playing in the sand felt so relieving. With each breath she happily inhaled the lukewarm, raunchy scent of fermentation with those little fragments of dirt that tickled in her nostrils. Kneading out a little mud pie and smearing it out over Twilight's cheek like porridge, hearing her coo and moan so close sent shivers through her body, and she knew that the princess felt them too.
~ 4 ~
”Phew.” Twilight panted softly and felt over her brown tainted cheeks. The spreadsheets, on the bed had been moved and smeared with gunk nearly as much as they had. They must have been at it for a while, as the muck was distinctly colder than it had been. The princess gestured for Star to move from the pile, and delicately laid down on the crumbled, abused heap. -Shloorsthh- “Aaaw, Ooo, barely any heat left.” Twilight said with a little snicker, squishing her back against the mess to feel the still warm core of firm gunk smush onto her. She clutched two colon fudgy hooves against Star and lifted the mare to place her between her legs. Star almost looked like she was made of chocolate, just a few strains of orange springing out from her mane and tail and the mortel and pestle cutie mark slathered with dung. Whilst getting comfortable, she let Star have a close look of her smeared pucker, which still flexed and pulsed softly with trails of brown fluids connecting the rim's boarder. “I just need a moment to recover.” The two mares breathing in synch and just admiring each other.
Whilst trying to relax, all Star could think about was the puffy, brown and purple hole in front of her, as large if not larger than before and stinking of fresh fertilizer. Her legs moved on their own, seeking out the pucker and holding it in a caring hug as she had before, stroking and massaging against the chubby fudge chute. The little mare felt a quiver through the puffy, winking pucker, leading all the way up to Twilight above. “You have really taken a liking to that spot.” Twilight said whilst the purple doughnut squished against Star with a shaky flex. With her tender hugs and warm rubs, Star calmed the royal exhaust pipe like it was a nervous critter.
“There is an astonishing amount to appreciate about it,” she paused to lay her top lips against Twilight's bottom in a squeaky smooch, “if I can be blunt, it is the only one I never want to take my eyes off of.” Stroking her head against it, Star stuck out her tongue to brush a wet streak over the tangy tasting rear. For a few moments the flesh tensed up firmly. The air became heavy with Twilight's breath. Yet, the little tongue kept lapping up the spots of grime on the regal taint. Star's tongue gliding through the pudgy wrinkles, painting it in wet strokes of her humid drool. Shortly, Twilight moaned in a placid tone, her rear relaxing for Starshines treatment once more. With each brush of her sloppy muscle she felt the tension seeping out and the bud loosening to a lax state.
“Keep this up and you will give brown nosing a good name.” Some giggles left the mares' lips, in-between moans and sultry suckles.
~ 5 ~
Even though she was dutifully cleaning the pit out, she kept dirtying it up with her messy body grinding against it. Star wondered if Twilight had noticed, yet repressed the thought, this could go on for as long as they wanted. At this point, Twilight's moans were no longer the ones of excitement, but rather of a serene nature. This made Star feel even more comfortable and safe with the princess. So much so, that once the rim smoothly parted between its relaxed winks, she didn't mind lapping deeper within the fold. For a hoof's width, to her heads and stretching even wider in its loose and relaxed state. Small waves of the warm intestinal atmosphere flowed through Star's mane. Inside, she could see strains of slick juices and the humid, shifting colon walls. When she stuck in her hoof to caress the sleek insides, the hole convulsed for a moment, Twilight's coo a little louder. Star gave the edges of the pucker some moist smooches, feeling the warm flesh putting pressure on her face. Another hoof reached inside to caress the slimy interior. Star prodding up with her head, -Sliltlch- was the wet squelches that came when she fiddled it around inside the gaping entrance. It didn't resist her. In fact, the flesh massaged around her torso whilst she slickly pulled deeper inside. She was soon reacquainted with the mulchy scent she had felt from Twilight's waste, but now it was crisp, soggy and laid as heavily as led against her. She inhaled the smell deeply, moistening her stained lips and laid still, halfway tucked inside Twilight, for just a few moments.
A push at her rear made the mare more cognizant. Twilight's soft hoof was caressing her outside, pushing on her slightly to get deeper within the damp depths of illustrious purple. This gave her a clear sign to keep going. She wiggled in the slick embrace of the colon wall -Sliislh-, the puffy flesh squeezing and winking in against her rear as it passed into the body, pursing around her hooves and massaging them the same way as lips would slide down a throbbing shaft. All sounds from the outside became much more distant whilst she was guided deeper, grasped by the wet walls compressing around her, hugging and welcoming her to their comforting domain. “Mmoooohnn.” Her moan bounced against the moist walls, but was all but muffled on the outside.
”Mnnn...” Twilight hummed gently, squeezing her pucker shut around the little mare that had wandered inside. She felt her little squirms inside, bringing the passenger up deeper to a partially processed load. A little bit of magic would make sure she was safe. With a hoof she prodded the area just above her crotch, holding lightly over the spot where she felt the movement at its strongest. With all that she had been through, the princess must have been exhausted, for her voice was but a whisper. “I suppose, that is one way to keep a friend close.” There came some more delighted wiggles from within, a faint little bulge on her lower abdomen. She giggled in a caring tone. After a little bit of rest she would slide off her bed. A few of the spreadsheets fell off her back, whilst most stayed glued by the thick mess. She did have a mess that needed tending to, no harm to let her friend be squeezed and hugged by her colon for a little while whilst she cleaned.
~ 6 ~
For Star, it was like being hugged by a soaked wet suit that never went cold. The walls throbbed around her, starting at the tip of her tail and leading up to her head in the soothing clutch. Her breaths becoming soothed sighs. -Groodnrl-. Though, a rumbling around her told of how she wasn't alone. With damp -Slirlsh- and -Gliisrhs- it descended upon her. Globs of deep umber being kneaded through the large intestine just like her. And yet, the mare wasn't scared. She welcomed the heaps of creamy bowel nougat, and let the churning, convulsing walls around her lead her into them. The mass much hotter than she had experienced before whilst its sloppy surface broke against her hooves and head. Star closed her eyes, savouring the tart mud that begun to envelop all of her senses.
~ 7 ~
-Grooumnblr-. The stomach faintly rumbled. “Oooh, As nice as it has been, my rump is not a hotel.” Twilight said whilst gently prodding the little protrusion she felt in her lower abdomen. She adjusted her legs a bit to better squat down over the clean, silver patterned plate. Here and there on her coat were wet spots left from the bath, though her rear was still rather messy. The rim undulated, flexing and clenching before slowly widening. A deep, chocolate hue'd dollop of flank fudge crowned. The lump framed in by the purple, stretched flesh on its way out of her body. “Hmnnmmn... well if this doesn't make you the filthiest friend I know, then I don't know what will.” Twilight spoke in a playful tone as her rim broadened over the mound of muck. Its surface was drenched in a glistening film of colon fluids and the texture beneath was polished and sleek. At first all that broke up its shiny texture was a few sporadically spiralling cracks, toned in a slightly darker coffee hue. With the pucker stretching and winking around the slab, one could see some motion coming from the exuding manure. Two hooves wiggled out from the gunk, making the pucker twitch as the rear passed over them. With the lump trudging down another slop caked leg was soon visible, flailing limply with globules of waste falling from them. “nNh... it's a pretty big one, maybe I can borrow you for some pipe cleaning in the future as well?” Twilight said with warm coos and shudders. -Sluurlth-. Twilight panted softly to herself, her heart racing at the stimulation from the particularly wide slab. She crouched further down, like a hen delivering its egg. -Slouldgn-. -Klirtrtl-. Even with a short distance down, the thud from the manure ball was still loud against the plate and causing the porcelain to rattle against the floor.
Near the top of the muck was a mud coated mare head sticking out. Star's torso entirely submerged in the large muck bundle with just her hooves and head jutting out from it. Trails of slimy, muddled goo slathered over her hair, the once orange mane mostly stuck into the gruel behind her, looking as if the whole mare was just moulded out from a chunk of brown clay. The fresh air came as a shock, and whilst Star got used to taking clean breaths, and seeing the chubby, gaping pucker slowly producing more sewage fudge, it somehow dawned on her what she had been through. The filthy little cheeks blossoming in a fluorescent, rosy fluster. “Maybe we can get you a little bit cleaned up at least.” Star looked up questioning for a moment, gazing towards the princess's paler, slender marehood. She witnessed the urethra twitch momentarily before the steaming golden nectar came gushing down. -Plrrssls-. The liquid splattered against the top of the waste clump, breaking up into tiny drops which drizzled down over Star. Urine quickly filled the surrounding air and made it heavy with a sauna like humidity. A musty scent of pungency from the urine enveloped a striking fragrance of mulberry tea. Starshine quivered, lodged within her mound, feeling streams of the warm liquid trickling down in small streams through the crevices in the colon mud. Her heart beat faster all the while her messy mane was drenched in the princess nectar. It's mulberry scent now entirely warped by the fresh, sharp warmth of the liquid, and yet she adored it.
~ 8 ~
”Phaa... phew... Hoo...” Star's heavy breathing was offset by the slow trickle of the golden shower winding down. Never had she experienced these rousing emotions. Twilight's face turned towards her, coming in closer. Star gazed into the expanse of Twilight's purple iris. Air heated by Twilight's mouth came washing over her, two kinds of humidity meeting each other and becoming even stronger. “Oooh, Ooo.” She cooed out in a voice exhausted and frail. A cover of drool laced softness squeezed over her legs and slowly brushed up to her face. The pink tongue gliding against her and the surrounding muck as easily as a lathered bar of soap, yet she could feel the individual pocks on the muscle as it brushed over her. Star's coos were quiet, nearly silent, experiencing the tongue lap up drool and fudge over her head. Another long, meticulously delicate lick. Starting from the bottom of the mound, gradually creeping up along the rounded lump of filth, Twilight moaning out gingerly.
“Mmmhmm, Mmmn.” Pleasured coos as those from sampling white truffle. Star pushing her head against the tongue until it licked up past her. “Mwwaaanw.” A drip of drool landed on her face, as Twilight's gaping maw came down over the lump.
“T-twili-.” Yet, her voice was muffled once it passed the purple lips.
Savouring moans rumbled around her in the damp maw. Above she could see the row of flat teeth gracing the filth she was trapped in, yet she was quickly shoved in deeper. Shivers coursed down her spine. In this cave of dripping saliva, Twilight would delicately hold the ball of dung she was in. She could almost feel the limber tongue exploring and licking away the layers of waste around her, being Twilight's little hard candy until she was clean and polished in spittle. Star waited, nearing the throat, most of the lump lodged in the maw, and Twilight's lips closing around the bowel chocolate. Instead of licking and digging in to find her, the tongue mealy grazed past. -Oolmmgh- The shudder as the mound was brought into the grasp of the throat. “T-Twilight? I am still stuck. T-twilight.” -Gooulmp-. Thus, she was at the mercy of the compacting, fleshy throat tunnel, dragging her downwards much quicker than the colon had. Into the depths filled with stinging scents of digestion.
~ 9 ~
-Ooohiaarrp- Paying no attention to the bassy, loud belch Twilight moaned gently, holding a hoof against the bloated bulge squeezing down her throat. The taste, the sleek urine stained warm melting on her tongue. -Aooohurp-. She let another loud belch out her shuddering maw and moistened her lips. The flavour. This, spell binding taste only enhanced by her emotions and unshackled mind. It was as wonderful as successfully utilizing theoretical skills into practice. “By the moon and night,“ she mumbled and rolled the flavour around in her mouth before curling her tongue against another dollop and stuffing it in, “yes, yes, mmm.” The mare shovelled in the bowel fudge and golden nectar from the plate into her maw, swallowing it all with anything but graceful gulps. Sloppy umber goop smearing around her cheeks from so hastily gobbling down the filthy snack. -Groourbmlr-. A hoof on her abdomen, she felt a soft bulge from her meal bulging out of her gut, massaging it and moaning warmly, slowly her breath returning to a normal pace. For a while she simply sat on her bathroom floor, basking in lewd tingles of taboo. It was on shaky legs that she stood up and headed back to her bedroom, already being quite late in the afternoon. Her overstimulated mind craved sleep, and she was shortly tucked in underneath her sheets. A sneaking suspicion in her mind that she might have forgotten something.
Grimy slop churned around Starshine in a soup of semi solid manure. The stomach's atmosphere was considerably hotter than the guts had been, enzyme draped walls around her kneading and compressing to grind up the brown lumps into gruel. At first she had been smeared with a greenish slime of what she could only guess was once apples, but the striking goop was shortly buried underneath the encompassing waste. Sizzling scent of decomposition and stinging, prickling aromas of acids assimilating the contents of the belly made Star nervous. She would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy this, but the churning, gurgling gut was far more than what her fantasies entailed. She tried her best build up a cocoon of mush to stay safe from the stinging, sleek chyme. Though, the air was rapidly becoming too heavy to breathe. Eventually, she collapsed, laying limply in the gunk, as the stomach kept churning.
~ 10 ~
”This, certainly wasn't what I had in mind.” -Groourllglsh-. Dim glourps could be heard from the Alicorn's gullet as she wiggled her rear on the toilet seat. “I have no clue what came over me yesterday, everything was just so new and exciting and... special.” She curiously patted her stomach. “The results of this will, no matter the outcome, be very informative. Wheat, grass, dairy and mushrooms are all easily handled by pony digestive systems, but a full mare? There is no records on this.” A bubbly -Bloorlbl- slipped from her gut. “Well, not full mare per say. Still, untreaded -Hooouaraahp- territory.” She cradled her belly and then patted her rump. “Exciting to find out how you handled yourself In there.” Despite what she said, Twilight hoped her friend made the trip.
The dark purple rim of flesh gradually budded and parted, crowing a solid hunk of bark coloured dung. Through some small strains from Twilight, her rugose rim flexed and broadened for the cluster of bowel bonbons to start making their way out. The first mound on the bundle slickly dropped with a moist -Gliirts- and plunged into the porcelain bowl below. Its surface smooth and glossy with a thin coat of colon juice, having been processed twice left little but minuscule pocks of air in the clean, chocolate texture. Twilight shuddered slightly at the sensation of her pucker expanding around a round slab, the same pucker which had been so carefully groomed and tended to by her earth pony friend. Drops of goopy grime collected on the rim whilst it bulged out and framed mound by mound. Some coming clumped together in mangled, compacted bundles of gunk, whilst others were larger and darker in colouration, exuding out one at a time. A steam so dense with odor that one could almost touch it wafted out from the small pores of clay like manure, which would be contained in the bowl if Twilight wasn't constantly peeking at the building heap between her thighs. Instead, the bathroom was slowly invaded by the scent of the butt brewed concoction.
Lumps clung to the clean bowl just to glide onto the pile with humid -Splurdg-. Colliding with another manure sphere caused them both to mould up against each others shapes, the outer layer much less compact than the dense center. She noted that they were all smaller than her usual releases, though she had a good thought as to why. After a while her pucker shut over a globule of gunk, leaving her a few moments to feel the pressure building in her crotch as well. She nonchalantly let some urine flow out and add into the pot of manure, the warm nectar flushing out in a curved torrent and making somehow satisfying splatters when it broke the surface. A larger bundle of gunk posed some issue, Twilight panting slightly and straining herself to wink the pucker around the mound of closely clumped chunks of flank sewage. Her rim slipping into cracks formed between the mounds and worked to extend around it once more. -Shrlid-, malformed spheres dislodged in slimy rips and soon enough the troublesome plug safely slumped down, its fall broken by the small hill of mare slop. Expelling slobby mounds of well processed earth evoked some secluded sensations within Twilight. Her skin tingled as she smooshed her rear back against the seat as It heaved out its load, anxious to see the results. Most was still a uniform earthy tone, with even less variety than it had been when it passed her lips. Twilight couldn't help but think back with pleased thoughts whirling in her mind. Her rear star clenched together and cut into a rather soggy chunk, pulsing and prodding outwards until gaping wide and dropping a heavy heap, loosely contained heap of mush that slapped into the pile with a wet -Glousrlsh- and lazily rolled down the heap leaving a smearing trail behind. In the bowl, the rest of the lumps laid like earthy chunks, sinking together slightly now being outside the compressing hold of the intestines. The jet of yellow slowed down to a dripping trickle. And with a long, soft Sigh, Twilight moved off of the seat.
~ 11 ~
The top of the large bundle wiggled. Twilight's eyes locked onto the stop on top of the mound that gently broke apart. Crumbs of gruel rolling down until the top chunk fell off and revealed a very plump, very dirty flank. Twilight chuckled softly to herself and tugged the little mare out of the pile with her magic, letting the squirming Star sit down on the pile and catch her breath. She was so happy to see them alive that she couldn't contain the broad grin. Though meeting Star's gaze, her expression contorted into embarrassment. “I am so, so sorry, Starshine. I didn't mean for this to happen. You were just, rather irresistible what with all the... well...” Star coughed a bit and looked rather shaken.
“I was,” Star begun, Twilight listening intently, “more scared than I have been in my life.” Though, then she smiled. “Even if, what happened before does make this mellow out a fair bit.” The princess smiled happily and leaned in closer to plant a smooch on the mare, Star's mire caked cheeks blushing deeply.
“In that case, Starshine, maybe I could make it up to you somehow,” she pulled back, turned and spread her cheeks, “maybe, by letting have a bit of fun with my personal star.” The pucker winked slightly to Star, which couldn't help but beam.
“Just call me a Mud pony, Princess.” Together they snickered, and the snickers grew to giggles, which became a jovial laughter. In the span of a day, the two mares had become closer than ever before.
