The Changeling Gorbfest: A Change(ling) in Management

“Well, how are we going to explain this to the guards?” Thorax said absentmindedly.

“Oh, I’m certain you’ll find a way,” Luna replied.

“Well, I suppose that ends negotiations, at least for today,” Thorax said, getting up off of the former ruler’s bed. “I guess I’ll head back to the guest room to hang out for a while.”

“King Thorax…” Luna said weakly, reaching her hoof out in longing.

“Yes, Princess?” He asked. Turning around though, he saw the excitement and desire in Luna’s eyes. He smiled and relaxed; she was giving him a look that he had dreamed about for so long, and he instantly knew what she wanted.

Wordlessly, he levitated off her regalia, slipping off her hind horseshoes as her dainty little tiara and neckpiece flew off of her, coming to rest right beside Celestia’s regalia. His snout dipped and met hers with a soft, tender kiss. When he opened his mouth wide, he didn’t even need to lean forward. Luna pushed her snout in, gazing into Thorax’s purple eyes lovingly as her chin rested on his tongue.

The tender moment ended as Thorax opened his mouth even wider, his lips extending all the way up to Luna’s horn and taking it in. Just as he did with Celestia, Thorax angled his head to keep Luna’s horn from puncturing anything. Conversely, this also meant that her head slid right in, with Thorax consuming everything up to her neck.

“Oh, it’s so beautiful!” Luna’s muffled voice sounded from within Thorax’s cheeks. “Please! Take me!”

Thorax’s cheeks flushed red from Luna’s eagerness to be eaten. She was making his dreams come true, and he couldn’t be happier to be Luna’s predator. Of course, he had always intended on eating Celestia and Luna eventually, but he thought it would be them accepting an invitation to a Gorbfest. Never did he think that he’d end up enjoying them in the seat of their power, in Celestia’s bedchambers no less! Unfortunately for Luna, this excitement meant that Thorax savored her less than he did with Celestia. He greedily gobbled her down, making his whole body ripple and convulse with each powerful gulp. He swallowed past her neck, past her outstretched wings (which were easily bent down by Thorax’s strong swallowing), and down to her flanks before he took a moment to rest. He took a few deep breaths to regain his composure, taking a moment to bring his foreleg to his obscenely bulging throat to free Luna’s tight outline. He knew from testimony that his throat could be uncomfortably tight compared to his stretchy stomach, so with a heave Thorax once more began to gulp down Luna. He gulped past her bony butt and hind legs, letting gravity assist him in sealing the last of her within him. The last trace of her vanished through his lips when he drank up Luna’s night-sky tail, noting that it had felt more gaseous than Celestia’s tail did. Either way, he could feel Luna being sensually squeezed down his esophagus and being forced into his empty pouch of a stomach. Thorax could feel Luna moving around much more than Celestia did; even though his belly bulged with her form, Luna was much smaller than her sister. Thorax didn’t even have to lie down once she was inside, finding himself able to stand up perfectly well despite his belly coming to mere inches above the floor.

Thorax winced as he felt the pain of Luna’s telepathy spell once more.

“Oh, thank you King Thorax!” Luan’s voice sounded in Thorax’s head. “It feels even better in here than in your best dreams!”

“Doesn’t it?” Thorax wistfully replied. “I can already feel your intense love. It’s invigorating. Just sit back, relax, and let everything melt away.”

“Oooh…I can feel it already,” Luna thought as Thorax’s stomach began to rumble and gurgle. “I can’t see a thing…it was like my sister wasn’t even here…”

“Nope…completely gone…” Thorax said as he began to get drunk on Luna’s love for his stomach. “Soon...you’ll join me completely too…”

“Oh, and here I thought you were too innocent to talk dirty to a princess,” Luna replied as Thorax’s stomach groaned. “Thorax…it’s starting…”

“Yeah…I can tell…” Thorax muttered. His carapace began to feel tingly and sensitive, and he began to feel a different joy well within him separate from his usual satisfaction. “Luna...I feel…everything you’re feeling…don’t stop the spell!”

“Oooahn…So can I…I never knew I was so…delicious…I’ll try to hold on as long as I can…” Luna thought. Her presence was already starting to get a little fuzzy as the changeling stomach fluid began to have its intoxicating effect on her mind. Her voice was accompanied by sweet whispers of euphoria that seeped into Thorax’s entire being. He plopped down on Celestia’s bed again because he was afraid that his legs would soon buckle under this double-dose of bliss. He breathed heavily as his mental connection with Luna became a positive feedback loop, with both parties feeding each other’s euphoria. Every groan of Thorax’s stomach matched a crescendo in their conjoined delight, and anypony listening in could have sworn that Thorax and Luna were becoming one in…other ways.

Soon, though, Luna’s mind was too far gone to maintain the link, and Thorax felt both sadness and relief as the warm, bubbling euphoria in his head began to well down. Luna’s moans disappeared from his within is skull and left only muffled moans to tickle his ears. He breathed heavily as he gradually came down to a more manageably mental state. His stomach churned and glorped as it continued to process Luna, and it was a tad bit smaller as absorption had already begun. He stood up, taking unsteady steps as he began to exit the bedroom. Luna would certainly appreciate the swaying in the hour or so she had left, Thorax thought.

The changeling king exited the bedroom, finding the two changelings who accompanied him, as well as the guards. One guard was staring into space with a green glow in his eyes, while the other guard was…well…let’s just say one of the changelings had an unusually bulbous belly and had suddenly come into possession of a set of golden armor.

“It looks like you were successful in making friends,” Thorax said.

“Yeah…best of friends…” said the engorged changeling, ending his sentence with a loud belch.

“I was going to consume him, but I loved ‘entertaining’ him so much that I think I’ll keep him as a slave,” said the purple changeling as he tickled the guard’s chin with his hoof. “Wouldn’t that be nice, Silver Spear?”

“Yes…Master Maxilla,” replied the guard in a distant, dreamy tone.

“That does sound nice,” Thorax said. As a changeling, his mind control abilities were somewhat lacking, but he briefly wondered if he could have enslaved Luna instead of eating her.

“Whoa…who did you eat?” Asked the orange changeling, finally noticing Thorax’s distending, moaning gut.

“Luna…and Celestia,” he said, closing his eyes and basking in his glory.

“Whoa! You did! That’s amazing!” Exclaimed the purple changeling. “And other ‘Lings say that Chrysalis was better…”

“Who says that?” Thorax asked snidely.

“Snitches get stitches, my liege,” replied the changeling.

“Eh, fair point,” Thorax said. “Either way, I suppose we have work to do. I thought this visit would be relaxing and fun for you all, but we need to take charge.”

“Conquest? That sounds fun, but it’s so unlike you Thorax,” said the purple changeling.

“It’s just being responsible. Someone needs to raise and lower the sun, and it would be cruel to leave the citizens of Equestria without a leader,” Thorax said.

“But what about Princess Cadence?” Asked the orange changeling.

“Eh, nopony cares about her, anyway. Besides, I bet she’ll wind up in my stomach sooner or later. Nopony can resist the temptation,” Thorax replied. “Besides, while Luna was digesting, she linked her mind with mine with some spell. Let me tell you, getting gurgled feels even better than we’re told. It’s absolutely unmatched, and we need to take it upon ourselves to show all of Equestria this bliss!”