The Bay Banquet Series

A Banquet With Sea-ponies

Written by Septia.

“But what if I said...” The bubblegum mare tilted her head against Twilight's shoulder. “...Pretty please with custard on top?”

“The answer is no, Pinkie.”

“But Twilight,“ Pinkie said as she tugged the yellow stallion accompanying her close, “Buttered also really wanna see me as a shark swimming through all those tanks.”

The stallion-in-question's cheeks came to match Pinkie's coat at this. “I, well, never stated I did but...”

“Already said no, casual as this trip may be, I am still here on royal business, and I don't want you getting lost or flushed into the ocean.”

A hoof tapped Twilight's shoulder. “Sugar cube, we 're goin to a fancy eatery, what say you drop off your stern studs by the entrance fer once?”

Twilight pouted and turned in her seat with a sigh. “Fine, just promise me you won't get yourself in tro-.hullk.” Twilight gasped out as she was squeezed into a hug by the pink mare.

“Thank you thank you thank you I am going to make the best shark~.”

“Girls, dress up warning, I see the restaurant straight ahead,” Rarity interjected as she donned a bonnie.

Out from the coast, just where the deep trenches began, laid a rig that housed a glass structure stretching below the surface. Folks of all kind gathered at the docks from boats and carriages, heading through the gate which held up the name: 'Cauldron Bay' etched in limestone. Below the name hung an ornament shaped as a cauldron with a fin, a claw, and a tentacle jutting out at the top.

~ 1 ~

Their steps echoed against birch stairs; despite the glass walls it quickly grew dark in the enclosed stairway, lit up only by cauldron lanterns. They were swept up in a blanket of humidity as the pressure rose. Then, ahead they could make out a glow, like a gemstone bright from the surrounding stone. Its facet lay tangled with loops and canals that shimmered in the deep. As they walked their surroundings shifted from constructed glass to a tunnel of rock. Lanterns replaced with orbs of luminescence carved into the wall, along with stretches of windows looking out into the midnight blue. Fluttershy kept herself close to the wall, anxious about the height despite being below surface.

-Dwonk- -Dwonk-.”Iiaah.” Fluttershy jumped out and covered her face at the knocking, when she peaked she saw a pony on the other side of the glass. Their hoof glossed like seaweed floating near the surface when she waved. Fluttershy peaked out of her winged fortress and swayed a few feathers in response. The mare chuckled and darted off along the piping, instead of hooves her body continued in a long, serpentine tail. Further down the cavern the pressure stabilized. Beads of moisture dotted them like sweat , drops of water trickled down from the ceiling as they reached the gate.

The gate opened, a gust washing away the humidity they had gathered as the halls opened up to them, resulting in a collective: “Ooooo.”

~ 2 ~

”Aaaa.”

It was like stepping into the castle's banquet hall, sandstone streets which glimmered with flakes of silver trailed around the facility and lead to all manner of attractions built into coral, caverns and aquariums as far as the eye could see. Tubes connected aquariums and twirled like decorations all throughout the halls, mare-maids of all kinds swam through, the pipes giving the impression of flying through the air.

“Miss Princess? Shall I lead you to the meeting suite?” A waitress said as approached.

The question made Twilight shake her head and to pull focus from the glimmer of the world around her. “Oh, no. I mean, yes, of course that is to say I am... Twilight is fine.”

Announcers called out attractions and entertainment as the group wandered down the aisles. “Want a taste of all we got to offer? Spent all your bits on the journey here? Fancy yourself big mouthed? Well a free meal says you can't fit in more than our basking shark beauty, Reef Lips.”

A fish as tall as a house swam behind them, with a maw that on its own could hold a house swam behind in one of the ocean tanks.

“If you can gobble down more than her in one sitting, then all you ate is free in our 'All gob, All guts' challenge.”

At a table nearby sat a stallion with a dozen empty plates in front of him, and roughly two dozen at the other end next to a stand with Reef-Lips marked onto it. “Phaa... I thought I'd never see that many clams in my life.” The stallion heaved out whilst Reef-Lips casually swept up a school of red snappers in their tank.

“Hah, looks like they bit off more than they could swallow,” Rainbow dash remarked.

“At Cauldron Bay we house a myriad of predators, from the humble prawn to the ravenous Sharkponies.” Behind the announcer one could see some of the attributed 'ravenous' creatures gliding through tubes and enclosures, occasionally clapping a mare-maid with their fails. “But if you fancy yourself king of the sea then step up, and take part of our 'Put your fins where your mouth is'. Take bets on the results of any daring swimmer or you are also just one leisure away from diving in yourself for a chance at a free sharkpony sashimi.”

Twilight was baffled by the fact that she could practically hear the asterix that followed the announcer's sentence.

“Hey lady Mcbuck, ten bits says those sharks are chowder.”

“Twenty says those finned mutts'll be eating well today.”

The two head off to the entertainment district, to which Twilight only rolled her eyes. In doing so she caught a glimpse of the ceiling, which housed an aquarium covering most of the restaurant, up there behind numerous pipes swam Basking sharks, giant octopods and a whale-mare who's shadow swept across them like nightfall, and in front of it a comparatively smaller shadow.

~ 3 ~

Threading through the water got tiresome a lot quicker than the mare had imagined, darting away from the behemoth closing in behind her. The whale-mare just smiled at her slurping over her boat sized lips. 'Why did I get myself into this, I have to be done with the challenge soon right?” She glanced up, the timer stating she had only been there thirty seconds, she gasped out, releasing a foam of bubbles and stopping to hold over her maw. In the next moment she was eclipsed by an incarnadine cage.

She pulled herself up from a puddle of mucus, seeing piles of food and mangled heaps strewn across the gullet. “I-I give, you can let me out... ok?” -Ghrooulgnmbl-. Her world turned and she was slammed into a pillowy wall, though the whale-mare only thought about the pony she gobbled until she spotted the next contestant.

~ 4 ~

”Come'on fishy, you go in my mouth.” At a clam-table in the reef restaurant a gray mare fumbled with a mass of tentacles drenched in lemon sauce.

The octopus had its appendages curled around the pegasi hoof when the guest tried to stuff the whole hoof into their gob, only managing to fit her hoof so far back. She diligently suckled as her expression only turned increasingly surly.

When she pause to brush back her blond mane the tentacles slithered over to grasp her other hoof, when she tugged this away the whole dish followed and long to the flailing arm. “Mouth, nowhere else.” She barked.

The Octopus squirmed and slithered between hooves as the mare trued to get a grip of her. “Oooh no, not the big scary mare gonna eat me up~, save me~.” It spoke in a singsong tune whilst the bubble-flanked pony huffed.

“I would if you stayed still.” Eventually she stuffed both her hooves into her maw, contorting her cheeks with bumps and bulges from the thrashing cephalopod. “Mfnnfwm. Mnfwrwf? Mmnfninn.” The mare was unable to keep her balance with the tumultuous maw and tumbled onto the floor, her lips writhering with a bouquet that kept suckling onto her face. There on the floor she gathered up the tentacles and scoffed them past her lips, swallowing -Gllluumklp- again and again -Ooplllhm- the bloated cheeks deflating with the jittering lengths of seafood slumping down her neck. “Phaa, hawn... -Aooourraahp-.” This ordeal was enough to leave the mare cross-eyed. Her breath heaving whilst her tongue hung by the end of her lip.

“My, would you look at that? Seems they weren't lying when they said this food would leave you speechless.” Rarity brought up as the group passed by the panting pegasi.

~ 5 ~

Along they way they passed through several districts, most shock full of ponies, goats, deers, dragons and more, each coming together to enjoy themselves a few plates of the sea's delicacies. Mare-maids, Scalloponies served live in their shells with a shower of soy and Prawnies in droves. All giddy at the getting onto a plate, even those who struggled never screamed or caused any major commotion, only providing their guest with a little more of a squirming spice.

Led up several flights of stairs they reached the VIP suite, a dome the which top reached above the surface once more, and where one could look down upon the sprawling water tanks all around. There was even a personal aquarium which housed a few uncommon specimens.

“Oooo, Equus Medusozoa!” Twilight exclaimed and pressed her muzzle to the glass, peering over some shimmering jelly-ponies drifting through the faux sea floor. “Endangered because of the rapid growth of predators and climate changes this species was saved by Cauldron Bay. To think I get to see such an invaluable Cnidaria he-...” Twilight's ramblings came to a halt as she saw the jelly-ponies staring back at her with confounded expressions. Twilight tapped her hooves together. “Aaa -- I should get seated.”

“Oooh Twiliy~.”

She sighed as she hadn't even gotten to her chair before Pinkie hopped next to her.

“I know aren't there just so many amazing things here you lose your breath? I was already out of air by the entrance when we were all -Houuaaaaaaa-,” her rambling paused momentarily as she gasped, “together remember but I still got some reserve air otherwise I don't know how I would have made it do you think I can gasp as a fish? Do gills feel like you breathe whilst drinking a glass of water?” Pinkie's grin stretched from cheek to cheek.

Twilight's horn sparkled into a glow whilst Pinkie prattled on, a light emanating from the earth pony's body as Twilight elevated her into the air.

Buttered Buffet's eyes darted from Twilight to the shimmering mare that spun around, her body elongating and her rear fluff merging together to a tailfin.

When the light subsided the grin had become sharp with large fangs, and the Sharkmare quivered with excitement. “Oooo I could cut some cute cupcake wrappers with these chompers. -Mnnawm- -Mnawnm-.”

“Just stay in the tank near us, ok?”

“You got it, Princess pants. Drop me in drop me in.” As Twilight levitated the mare up, she sneakily clung her tailfin around the yellow stallion, slapping the fin over his mouth and winking down as they were hauled into the tank together.

Twilight felt like a parent letting their child off to play before dinner, though she appreciated the calm atmosphere they were left with, just her, Rarity and Fluttershy who looked over the menu, or rather, aquariums.

~ 6 ~

”Do I... Have to pick one?”

“Oh dear Fluttershy, they all want to be your food, they desire it, just look at them.” Fluttershy gave a glance at the tank, in which a Mer-stallion swam past with a wink and a smack to his bottom, following him were a little school of prawnies who gathered near the glass and seemingly... danced for her. “Ooooh... I... I don't know about this, I'll just ask if they have a salla-.”

“Who's the most exquisite delicacy in the Cauldron? You are darling, yes you are.” Rarity doted over a Labsterpony who sprawled herself out over a bed of rocks, and shook her scaled body with a smirk. “I have made my decision, lightly steamed and with a dash of lemon-pepper.”

“And olive oil, I am great all lubed up.” The Lobster said to which Rarity beamed.

Then she composed herself with a cough. “How can you deny their wish to be with you Fluttershy, you do realize you are making them sad, don't you?”

The pegasus glanced to the tank, at all the innocent and cute little teary eyes gazing back at her. “Oo... Ooo geeze... I...” She then reached out her hoof. “T-t-That one then.” She recognised the emerald skin of the fish that grazed her by the entrance, the Eelmare slithering up to the glass and planting a smooch onto it.

“Exc-eellent choice~.”

Fluttershy gazed upon the serving dish in front of her, on the piles of m-eelon j-eelly which surrounded the Eelmare coiled up into a curl and resting her elbows against her own tail, looking back at her. The eelmare wasn't much smaller than herself, which just made fluttershy feel considerably more awkward.

Rarity next to her marv-eelled at the display of her lobsterpony propped up on a bed of lettuce and tomatoes, hot fumes rising from her body, the steaming having turned her bark hue a mellow scarlet. “This is just marv-ellous, I don't even know where to start.”

At this the lobster looped over with a lazy heave to expose the plates of chitin over its back. “Mm, wherever is fine.” she mumbled out, relaxed and a bit dizzy looking from the steam.

Rarity caressed along the exoskeleton and hooked her hooves around the edge of its tail plate, peeling up the natural armour to a plume of steam billowing forth.

“Ooouuooheha, that tickles.”

Fluttershy bit her lip and looked back to the Eel. “I-. I am sure you would have a nicer time in the tank.”

“I wouldn't really, too open and they keep the lights on so long,” the eel stated and swayed its caudal fin, “I would much prefer a stuffy eel-pit to nestle up in.” She then crawled over the table edge and laid her head against Fluttershy's abdomen. “and I think I know a place that fits the bill.”

Fluttershy quivered in her seat, but patted the eel, it felt as sleek as butter. “B-but.”

“I bet it be comfier in there if you had some jelly for me to lay on.” The eel insisted and cradled up a hunk of the gelated treat up to Fluttershy, propping it right into the mare's mouth. “Just a litt-eel taste, for me?” She cooed out and snuggled up her muzzle against fluttershy's mouth.

The yellow mare eventually gave in and let her lips part for just a moment, enough for the lube skinned gush to plug her maw up with her head. “Mmhhfwmfm,” Fluttershy mumbled out dampened by the fish. Yet, she felt the texture of salty brine spread over her taste buds, tongue meeting the eel's skin and slurping along her face as delicately as if she was was washing a babby bunny.

-Crkkcth-. “Ooohmn.”

Rarity cracked back the back carapace of the lobster, exposing her back and rubbing it down with a splotch of oil to limber the marbled meat.

“Haaaammn... hihehe, I feel so naked.” The lobster moaned out through its dizzy exterior.

“You are simply splendid dear, and seeing you without the tough exteriour only wettens my appetite.” Rarity tugged and eased up the lobster from its calcium-cartilage, Its body looking so frail, glistening like pearls at sunrise. Plates of its cartilage still clung to its body, which formed a pattern that glowed in Rarity's eyes. “Oooh yes you are a beauty. Shame to strip you entirely, a meal like you should be enjoyed, al dente.” Rarity stated and draped her tongue along its back, smooching it delicately and suckling on its head.

“Regret to inform you, ambassador, but you will have to wait a bit longer. Would you perhaps like to order an appetizer?”

Twilight glanced up to the waitress as she was busy folding the napkin into different triangular shapes. “I am in no rush, I prefer to wait.”

-Gllmmnhk-. A brackish taste welling out on her tongue and throat as the eel wiggled past her lips. Its girth kept her mouth parted, Fluttershy quivering as she didn't swallow as much as she allowed the critter access to her body. Her hooves roamed along its body, trailing down over her own next that laid distended like a pillow case stuffed with a whole blanket. “Mnnfgmm. Mnmffwm.” She quivered around its supple taste, gullet beginning to protrude with the prods of the slender head fumbling through to her tummy.

Drops of oils from the eel's skin and residue of the surrounding jelly splashed off from the brim of her maw as it slithered through her throat as it had swam through the tubes in the facility.

Fluttershy leaned backwards in her chair, fumbling over her belly, her friend too long to fit without folding herself up in loop after loop, and not a single part of her stayed still. Her tummy obtruded with coils of the eel, her skin stretching over the marine-yarn rolling up inside her. Fluttershy gave off a smothered grunt as her hooves went right down to cradle her belly, which hung over her lap like a knapsack stuffed with bedrolls. Skin brushing and smearing against the walls of her belly, lumps and contours constantly shifting and rippling under her hooves. “Mmgfllgnm.” She panted out with globs of oil and drool splashed down the side of her lips, slurping and suckling as the tailfin flicked just outside her mouth. For a moment she let it wiggle, moaning around it and rubbing down the bloat in her throat and the bundle of undulating bumps on her gut, panting as her hooves explored the extent of the tangling outlines dancing across her skin.

-Ghlmmnnnp-. With a gulp and her molars nibbling the tail to the back of her throat the mare guzzled down the last hunk of meat from the eel, feeling its tickling journey down her throat and curling up in her belly with the rest of it. “Omnaa... o-ohh m-my...” she mumbled through clasped teeth as she massaged and squeezed down on her gullet, sensing every centimeter of her long friend curling and turning inside to warp her gullet, into contorted shapes and positions -Orrruiiirp-. -Bhurpaaaooohrp-. Fluttershy panted and quivered with each belch, the gut winds carrying a sweet tinge of the ocean with it all whilst her lips trembled at the release of air. -Buuraaahhrrop-. The sides of her belly eclipsing her flank as it hung down her lap as if someone had taped a sack of syrup onto her. It all gave her the appearance of a ball of thick-stringed yarn. Bulges appeared as soon as they sank down to make place for new ones, broadening and contracting, the whole of Fluttershy looking like just a bundle of tummy and feathers writhering in joy. “Ommn... s-so t-this is what an e-eel pit feels like.” Flutterhy panted out, wishing to express her joy for the squirmy friend, but she couldn't focus for the jolts of pleasure.

Rarity had taken things easy, massaging in oils and sauce across her Lobster's bare skin and only giving it a lick when they giggled or struggled. “Elegant and Magnifique.” She said with a lick of her lips, lifting up the Lobster below the claws and using her tongue to guide its tail down to her

oesophagus. A fog of fresh heat still oozed out from the pores of her meal, yet it was a mellow warmth that soothed her throat to expand for the meat slapping down to inflate her neck. “Mmmnnph.” She cooed out across the delicately cured crustaceans, who panted itself as its tail slithered into the grasp of her throat, finagling its way into the gullet.

Once her hooves started to get a bit messy Rarity would let the lobster hang from its torso at the edge of her lips, bring her hooves with the shellfish dangling to give out a cute moan at each bounce. She held it up with napkins concealing her hooves, and arched her head back to aid its journey. The gormand delicately eased her meal down the humid tunnel, her tongue draping over its entire body as if she was painting an artwork of saliva onto its body. -Sllrp-. Even though she scoffed back a past ten kilogram hunk of lobster, judging by the noise it made it could have been a gulp of water. Her belly billowed out in her lap, the soft body structure curving to her form, rather than distorting hers. When the last hump on her neck settled, her belly laid slightly pudgy, rounded as if she was harbouring a watermelon, modest compared to the fluttering ball of plumage next to her. “Mmmhmm, as magnificent as the reputation would have you believe.” -Hoarp-. “My most since apologies.” -Buhrharaop-. Rarity's cheeks flushed up at this, grapping a napkin and dotting up any sauce that had spilled over to cover up her embarrassment.

”Miss Princess ambassador?”

Twilight's glass dunked into the table. After which the purple mare quickly coughed and covered up. “Mmph, still fine to call me Twilight.”

“R-right. So, miss Ambassador Twilight, there will still be a while for you to wait it seems.”

Whilst she listened to the waiter she watched the pile of wiggling, contorting fluff that harboured Fluttershy somewhere. And to her side, rarity, smutting on the juices from a claw the size of her hoof as if she was sampling a drink at a ball, rubbng down on her gut in small circles to a moist -Groubmglrb-. Churning away inside. “About that appetiser...”

~ 7 ~

Buttered Buffet gasped out for a breath of air moments before his coat became soaked in the seawater. Moments after he saw the mauve shark dive, her mane bouncing like rubber at the impact of the surface.

Pinkie's gills broadened and her tailfin steadied like a rudder, turning on a bit to swim across his field of vision, bearing a smile that showed off every one of her sharp teeth.

Buttered glanced back, through coral and sea anemones he saw their table, yet they didn't see him. Pinkie curled a hoof around his shoulders, before he could protest they were soaring. Their shadows running across sand and limestone formations, the pressure was like a back for his entire form. -Shhourlsh-. Suction from a tube ahead was the first sound he had really heard down here, and soon they were darting through the tube, away from the tank and into uncharted water.

In the tube his body felt dense, the stream flushing at his sides became contractions. Buttered closed his eyes, and for a moment imagined he was flying down a throat. A tap at his shoulder made him open his eyes, an army of bubble marched through his mouth as he saw the restaurant far below them. The pipe twirled and spun to other aquariums, letting him witness the grandeur of Cauldron bay, deers slurping up fidgeting sea-ponies, octopods slithering down the beak of some pleased gryphon, and from all shone the light of marbled rock and sea flora. He glanced back to Pinkie, who seemed so happy, just to share the view with him.

~ 8 ~

A streak of pink twirled through the water ahead, dancing along the cliffs, spinning with her mouth parted in a giddy laugh.

The stallion managed to swim just behind her playing, the resistance wasn't as much as he had anticipated and it was as if he too soared, just not as graciously as the aerodynamic figure ahead. -Sflloububolb-. A stream of green whisked past his ear, then one of orange and sapphire. Buttered looked back in time to see a shoal of hoof sized mare-ponies enveloping him, swimming along the stream with him and their motion carrying him forwards, when they parted from his path he was left spinning in the water, in time to see octopods and prawnies gliding along. There were so many creatures every which way, yet his eyes were locked on the one that had pulled him into this. Watching her every dash and twirl, corralling the school and plucking up one in her jaw, it smiled as the sharp fangs closed behind.

-Ghhulomp-. A dome the size of a cinnamon bun dropped down Pinkie-shark's throat, and she slurped along her lips before diving into the swarm once more, each time she surface she held a colorful creature in her maw or hoof, curling her tongue around its form and slurping in into the marine depths of her body. Some swam up to her, hiding behind her back until she turned, just to have them swim right into the clasp of her abyss, and disappear as a bump deflating along her throat, settling as a squirmy bundle on her lower abdomen.

A wail flowed around Buttered, translucent jelly-pones sailing past if pulled by a line forwards, their tentacles flowing and dancing, yet the colourful ones never graced his coat. Here, buttered wasn't left out, he was part of the pack. “Mmhgllf-.” He suddenly stopped, clutching his chest and staring upwards, he didn't see a surface on this tank, the lack of breath only coming to him now. His vision turned blurry, desperately trying to finagle his way upwards through the hive. Then, darkness fell upon him, a warm shadow which invited him in. He shuddered and closed his eyes, just as it enclosed around him, and he let go of his last breath. “Phaaahgaaaaahoo.” He gasped, and there was air, Buttered panted in the humid chamber, twisting and feeling a plush brim of flesh holding around his neck. A sleek bed of tissue brushed over his cheek, he could make out something dangling ahead. At this moment he felt so secure, but it couldn't last, he inhaled as much as he was able to, and then plunged outwards.

He was met with Pinkie's face, for a moment looking concerned, but seeing him made the colour return to her expression, giggling out bubbles that foamed through her lips, Buttered was left flustered as a ripe peach, but he had air once more, Pinkie brushed her tongue up against his cheek with a smile before the two traversed the seascape, each time he would be close to running out ,he would have her as a lifeline, each time so blissfully close to her throat.

~ 9 ~

The Jelly-ponies that had been swimming in the tank now twirled comfortable in a jar on the table.

Twilight marveled at them, having never thought she would see one, but they seemed to be everywhere here, the order had really been for interest, but watching their gelatinous bodies slither about did tickle something at the back of her throat. “It would be hard to say no to being able to taste something that would have been extinct.” She levitated a pale azure one from the bowl, even in the air it swam and floated as carefree as ever.

It looked like a little mare, with a gown of tentacles trailing down her face, a plush hat as soft as the sprawling dress of of her lower half. It broadened and contracted in such elegant motions of locomotion. Once it saw her, it bowed and held its hooves over hits chest, doing a pirouette and stretching out like a swan taking flight.

“Oh that is, oh you don't need to... but you are quite talented.” Twilight mumbled out as the appetizer danced in front of her. Instead of interrupting, she brought it closer, letting it swim to caress her face, only when it approached did she part her lips, allowing it to glide through to her mouth, expanding around its sleek jelly structure, it bounced inside her maw, and with only a light -Ullpmgp- was it flushed down her throat, compressed to a sphere of springy sweetness, and the tentacles which daubed a light, fruity gel over her tongue. “Mngllp. Aaah, -Houruaallgrhp- ehe... starting to relate to you, Fluttershy,” she casually mentioned to the squirming bundle of fawning feathers, as she levitated the next dancer for her time in the spotlight.

~ 10 ~

The siren tolled for the 'Put your fin where your mouth is' competition and there were already ponies darting to and fro along with the shark-ponies.

Hidden in the reef with her scuba gear, Potia surveyed the scene. The mare had her eyes feast on a predator lagging behind the rest, one who wouldn't put up much of a fight. As it got close she leaped from behind the coral. -Moounf-. Halted mid air, the lilac mare turned her head.

-Mounfh- -Mounf-. A cotton candy maned sharkmare suckled around her hoof like snacking on a gummy worm. Its belly looked like it had just gone up against the Basking shark, and it was still starving.

Potia's eyes became like plates at the sight and she hook off her hoof to flail off like a pup In a pool.

Yet, the new pursuer wasn't slowed down by their cinderblock belly, and snatched up Potia's back hooves in her jaw.

Lips crept up and enclosed her hooves, the rim of the maw brushed against her coat on the way in but turned ridged and stiff when she jostled to get free. -Mmfwnnflg-. Pressure of water exchanged for the viscosity of throat phlegm draping her hind whilst she was being compressed to humps protruding out the sea shark's chins and throat. She was hoisted upwards, the maw of the beast hopping up along her skin and pinning her hooves to her side as it swam upwards. Water pressure surged over Potia's head, and with a few arching -Hoolummp-. Gulps the plump mare was sealed into throat, undulating against her as it tugged her towards the stomach.

Pinkie vaulted over the surface as she felt the bumps of her meal's head sinking down her throat. Bulges inflated out over her engorged abdomen, the shark mare giggling out a cloud of bubbles whilst she hugged the thrashing orb of flesh and crackled the bottom with her her split fin tail, hooves kneading and sinking into the expanding mound, rubbing along the hoof contoured hills and smacking it with her tail, jostling the meat satchel like a bouncy ball. -Bhroourlgsflp-. A foam of her breath poured from her maw and gills at the belch trembling her whole stomach, each bubble bursting up above in a smaller -Uurhp-.

”Awh Dang it,“ Dash burst whilst she slammed down a few bits onto the out looking onto the betting table, “you were doing so well, why didn't you just swim away?”

Applejack patted Rainbow's back, as she shoveled up the bits. “What do ya know, looks like you got water over your-... Oh what in tarnation?” -Oommghp-. Inside the tank was the same pink shark clambering down over the predator Shark Potia had been after. The azure predator's body now sliding down the pastel throat and ballooning outwards.

A bundle of sea pony compressed to a couple of oblongs squeezed down her neck, the turmoil in her gut growing along with its surface stretching broader.

Slaps from within bobbed the abdomen in sluggish motions under the weightless hold of the saltwater. A tailfin flicked and wiggled before the tongue slapped around it to secure it down the esophagus.

-Ghrouraaplp-. The shark chuckled out with her throat exhaust puttering out, her tongue hanging by the side of her mouth as she fondled the dome of strawberry dough sloshing above her hips.

“Bu.. buth that. Aint...”

Rainbow leaned over to the perplexed farm pony with a profuse smirk. “You were saying?”

Applejack adjusted her hat. “Well shucks, guess neither of us were right. Wanna go get a cider and some Surf n' Surf?”

“Yeah ok, this is pretty bonkers either way, at least I didn't lose.”

-Bhrooumbglrlp-. Inside the tank there weren't many contestants or sharks who dared to near the bloated mare heaving out -Ahhblouurbrly- every now and then. Seeing her friends outside she waved and smacked her belly with her tailfin, holding onto it like a buoy and chuckling up a storm before sailing off through the tanks.

Applejack plucked up a keg from the Clampony barmaid, tipping her hat as the glossy shelled mare gave her a wink. “Hey, uh, Dash? S'it just me, or did that pink shark look familiar?”

“Pff, sure you haven't had any cider already, cowpony?”

~ 11 ~

-Shhrlliirlfp-. Ropes of jelly tickled Twilight's oesophagus, the pudding-plush jellypone gliding through her lips with its lube splattering drops of syrup onto her purple muzzle. -Ghllomnm-.Twilight's gob shut over the treat, and she felt the glob of jelly-pony sinking from the bloats on her cheek to be escorted to her new home. “Paaahmmn.” Twilight sighed and leaned back to clasp her hooves around her belly, plumped out and rippling with the appetiser coagulating to a globular gel inside her. “Refreshing, but also fluffy like a cumulonimbus.”

-Hichup-. “Oh, I know my cours du jour, your flavour and generosity alone fills me with inspiration.” -Bhruuglrghsb-. Rarity's gullet had a much different tone than herself, churning and rumbling like a forge.

“Mnnfmm.. mnfmaa...” Most of Fluttershy was now off of her chair, stomach sloughing over the floor and her head resting against the seat, the ball of fluff and belly controlled more by the tumultuous rumblings than her own desires.

Twilight looked on and sighed to herself. “Waiter, I'll take you up on the main course after all. I'll have... that one.”

The alabaster perch pony came served in a clam shell, which on its own eclipsed the width of the table.

The princess patted her stomach, seeing how her dinner followed every motion. “I still have a lot of room~.“

The bass-pony lit up and nuzzled against Twilight's face, the mare giggling and allowed her food to show her some appreciation.

“But come now, do not wanna leave me waiting, correct?” She grasped the fan shaped tail as it was presented to her and brought It to her lips, delicately guiding the fins through the gate of her body. Twilight licked to sample the glossy scales, finding the Sea-pony's natural oils had been enhanced with herbs like Maiden-blush, giving light shivers down her spine, soon her lips clasped around the girth of the mare's tail. -Oonngh-. Shoveling down the mare at a steady pace.

Suddenly, their waitress returned with a heave to their breath. “Presenting the ambassador from Seaquestria, Mrs. Frixum.”

Through the glass doors emerged a salmone-scaled sea-mare. She soared as if swimming through the air, with her vision trailing down to Twilight at the far edge of the table, scoffing down one of her kin.

“Ooh my what grandeur,” Rarity spoke with a glimmer in her eyes, “I'm certain you would go splendid with just a dash of-.”

The politican turned to meet Rarity's gaze, her expression anything but amused.

“M-my most sincerest par-. -Bhuraallp-. I apologise I... I...” Rarity excused herself from the table and slipped out the door with her cheeks scarlet of fluster.

The ambassadoer seated herself at the corner next to Twilight, who stayed stiff holding below the alabaster sea mare's chest, its tail lodged down her throat and bloating out her neck, a bead of sweat trickling down her side.

”Mmfgweenthgsings.” The lilac mare mumbled through lips clasped against brine marinated sea mare.

Frixum nodded. “Same, dear princess. As you know we are here to... discuss our situation...” Her voice trailed behind as Twilight tilted her head back in gulps, sending the mare down the inflated lumps on her neck, the elongated bulges trickling down to her swollen gut. The way the creature showed no concern in hauling down the mare, compacted down in the chambers of humidity and undulating tissue, did give the ambassador a sense of unease she couldn't shake off.

The purple sack becoming jam packed with sea pony twitched and bumped outwards against the table, as the belly bloated it was parted by the table, the top hanging onto the marble furniture reminiscent of a sack filled with oil. Imprints of hooves and fins appeared along Twilight's gut and food pipe, until just the beaming face was left to be tucked to the back of her mouth. -Ghlmon-. “Aaah, excuse me, the wait was making me feel a bit peckish. Also, to my understanding I was to speak directly with the queen.”

The ambassador kept her eyes peeled on the lumps trickling down the mare like dunes of sand. “That is – quite... aright. Apologies, the queen could not make appearance in person. Something suddenly... came up.” The ambassador held themselves from mentioning anything relating to the royal plumbing. “However, I will make sure t-.”

-Ghooourap-. Frixum was interrupted by Twilight's trembling exhale. “Forgive me, It seems t-.” -Frrpphhtrllur-. The princess held around the edge of her seat in an attempt to mute her colon exhaust, though this only made it putter like a crockpot, a smell of vinegar based jelly emenated from the cloud of barely faint vapours. “-s-seems that sea food institutes a tax on my gastric system.” She showed a smile, but her teeth were closed as if anchoring down her shame.

“This I can see.”

After working through the initial social barrier, the two managed to discuss matter in a suitable fashion, the wiggling bundle of feathers now residing beneath the table presenting no distraction.

However, every now and then Frixum had to pause when a grind of -Ghruugllbglp- tumbled out of Twilight's rippling midsection. “Of course we appreciate the protection you provide us, yet I hadn't expected the price to be a third of our population being bread and trained as... simple meals.”

“But they are nothing close to simpl-... I ah... Right. A few eggs were promised for experimentation, however I recognise that we have claimed a bit too many.”

Frixum shot her a glare.

Twilight scoured the surroundings, seeing a sample of the thousands of sea folk bread at Cauldron bay. “A... definitely a few too many. I'll present the errata of the agreement next month as per your wishes.”

Frixum stared into the surrounding tanks, then affirmed: “That will have to be sufficient. You have my gratitude, princess of Twilight.” The ambassador took off, catching glimpses of sea ponies of all kinds presented on platters, knowing there wasn't anything in her power to affect this batch.

~ 12 ~

(Brief Scat scene until 13.)

Buttered had a bit of a tough time squeezing through the tubes with Pinkie at this point, seeing as the pink sack dragged across the surface, squeezed flat with bumps appearing and sinking away from the numerous meals she had stuffed herself with. This tube running at the bottom of a tank, hiding Pinkie's belly well behind the sand along the sides. He was cramped in tight, though smiled each time she looked at him. -Gloorhbnldu-. A tremor caught their attention.

-Pghorlgorororpl-. A flood of bubbles rose around a shadow stretching out from a darkness above. The pillar sloughed out from under the whale-mare's tail. It closed in, an auburn murk drooping. -Glooshppglsh-. They could see the individual cracks sprawling over the island of sludge smearing across the glass tube. This molten bronze slag gliding down the pipe, guided by the currents, Buttered and Pinkie seeing whole skeletons embedded in the gunk. Their eyes followed it downstream, floating off the tube into a trench hidden from the guests' view, and laid itself atop a mountain of muck. -Doonnff-. Its slam echoing through the waves.

They gave each other a glance, then Buttered poked her tummy. Implying she wasn't the only big eater around. At this Pinkie pouted playfully, and tugged him in to provide another lungful of her air.

~ 13 ~

”Has she gone?”

Twilight waved in the embarrassed Rarity.

“And how did it go?”

“We came to an agr-Uhooorp-eement and the cauldron is staying open.”

“Fabulous news, I would say that calls for celebrati-.”

“Did someone say Party?”

The two looked up on Pinkie and Buttered peaking over the aquarium's edge. Buttered with his mane slick back by something more vicious than water, and Pinkie back to an Earth pony, with a tremendous gullet.