Author's Note

When Withania met Swift Sketch, she found a cute stallion eager to make her big and fat - just what she wanted.

Contains some sex, oral soft vore, soft digestion, and reformation. Co-written by Swift Sketch, as himself.

6. Swift Sketch (F/m, Sex, SV, SD, WG)

The Camelton Hotel was a respectable four-star accommodation that was grand enough for the splendour of higher-class ponies, but not priced out of the reach of the regular folk. Its halls were furnished with wooden panelling and lush carpets, the beds made of solid wood, and mattresses enchanted for comfort.

Withania booked a night or two here on occasion to get away from her routine for a little while and relax. No chores to do or clients to please, she could lounge around and pony-watch. All going well, she might find somepony special to spend some time with.

On the evening of her first night, the green earth pony mare made her way into the hotel's restaurant. A few ponies, some on their own, and some in pairs or groups occupied tables here, but it was a quiet evening. Withania spotted a light-blue earth stallion sitting alone on the far side of the room, just her size.

She made her way casually across the room and sat down on the table next to the stallion, before picking up the drinks menu and looking over the options, making sure she could clearly be seen.

Swift looked at his menu, finding something good to order and fiddled with his silverware. He was alone with nopony else and had no plans for the night. He looked at the mare sitting at the table across him. The stallion blushed and looked back at the menu.

Withania noticed the hesitant and slightly bashful glance from the other table and took her cue. Bringing her drinks menu with her striking up her best alluring eyes, she slid of her chair and walked over to the stallion's table.

"Do you mind if I join you? Always nice to dine with a friend, I say..." she asked. She caught the eye of the waiter who was approaching to take both of their orders. "Hello! Yes, I'll have a vodka lemonade... What are you drinking tonight?"

Swift got nervous as he watched her walk towards him. He gave a shy looking smile as she sat across the table. "I-I don't mind at all!" His smile grew. "Uh to drink? He looked back at his menu. "Hmmm, I’ll have a strawberry lemonade. I don't really drink alcohol, heh."

The waiter took his leave and left.

"That's okay sweetie," she said, giving him a wink. She put her head in her hooves, elbows on the table. "I'm Withania, what's your name? You staying here with anyone?"

"My names Swift… and I’m just here by myself," he said while he was playing around with his silverware. "Just came back from a visit and booked a room here for the night."

"Perfect, I'm here on my own too!" she said conversationally, her smile turning a little smug. "I like meeting new ponies at times like this. Both of us on our own, free for a night, in between destinations. It makes for a uh... window of opportunity, don't you think?"

She looked to one side at the other tables, so as not to stare Swift down and let him look back without feeling self-conscious. His nervousness was adorable. Withania wasn't here on her first rodeo, but something told her that this could be a more wholesome experience than just a quick one-night-stand.

Swift looked back at her and felt a little more confident. "Yeah I agree." he put the silverware down. "Maybe we can have a little fun tonight. If that's what you're getting at." He picked up his strawberry lemonade and started sipping on it. He blushed and smiled at her.

"Awah! What a generous offer!" she said, glancing back so that they locked eyes, "You're sweet. I'd very much like to have a little fun with you. Perhaps we could finish our drinks and head upstairs? Everything's a little easier when you're not wondering who else is watching I find... Although I feel like I should warn you that it might take a little more than you think to satisfy me..."

Swift eyes widened in surprise as she looked closely back at him. "hehe, well I was hoping to find some mare around here who wants to." He took another gulp of his drink. "Yeah I like something more intimate and personal you know?" He began to feel butterflies in his stomach as he patiently waited to finish their drinks. "Oh? I think I'll be able to satisfy you."

"Mmmmm, perfect," she murmured, taking a gulp of her drink, then leaning forward on her hooves again, "I'd say you've found exactly what you're looking for. And I think the feeling's mutual as well... I'm not a fan of jock stallions treating my like some mare to add to their collection. You seem much more my type."

She took another gulp of her drink, mostly finishing it.

Swift took a few more gulps as well wiping his mouth. He places the empty glass on the table. "I have to admit you look very cute from when I first saw you. I didn't think you had any interest in a pony like me though." He sat there waiting for her to leave the table. His tail swished around excitingly.

"I like ponies who can take things a little slow. Really experience the moment, rather than just racing for a climax," she said.

She waited for a moment, and then finished the last of her drink, pushing the glace away pointedly. She got off her chair and turned away from the table, looking back at him with just the slightest lift of her tail. Not enough to see anything, just a tease.

"Would you like to join me in my room?"

Swift nodded in agreement and hopped off the chair to join her. He looked at her rump as she walked noticing her flicking her tail. He followed her up the stairs to her room.

Withania kept her eyes forward as she walked through the corridors, keeping a sway in her step that she knew Swift would be avidly watching. Shy guys were bashful about taking in the sights, and she wanted to give him plenty of time to do that now.

Her earth mare hips rolled from side to side hypnotically, the perfect balance of apple-bucking muscle with a little padding to make them beautifully smooth and rounded, proudly displaying her nightshade cutie mark. She even gilded the lily by opening the door to her room with her mouth, bending her forelegs a little in the process so her ass was perfectly presented to her dutifully following guest.

Inside the lights were dimmed, the room visible but cosy. A double bed was fully made up in the centre, with Withania's satchel and a few other possessions on a dressing table against the wall.

"Please, make yourself comfortable, I just need to get something from my bag..."

"Alright will do!" said Swift who was blushing very much now from staring at her on the way up. He jumped up onto the bed with his legs spread out, making himself cosy. His chest was pounding, wondering what kind of things she would do with him.

Withania fetched a small vial of a deep purple liquid out of her satchel and placed it on the bedside table, then assessed the bed.

"H'mmm, you're good at following instructions aren't you?" she said. Carefully climbing up, she straddled him, standing up and looking down at his starfished body. "I think this will work well. You're a good boy, and Withania's going to make you very happy, but first, you have to make her happy."

She slowly lay down on top of Swift, not pressing into him, but ensuring their bodies were touching full-length. Swift's now very apparent erection a bump between their bellies. She gently kissed him.

"Do your best, and take it slow. Wait until I say before finishing, okay?"

Swift smiled and nodded as he took a quick glance at the potion on the nightstand. He was then met with a sudden kiss. He would place his hooves on her back as she pressed against his belly. "So, what are you planning with that over there." He was feeling a bit concerned too.

She didn't answer at first and instead raised her rump up in the air so that Swift could spring to full mast. Carefully guiding her hips, she descended back down again, slowly enveloping his stallion hood in one fluid motion, the entire length disappearing into her folds like a vanishing act. Now it was little harder for him to escape from under her if the next bit didn't go quite to plan.

"Well," she whispered, "I haven't eaten all day, and a meal downstairs won't quite cut it... as good as the food here is-"

She leaned down so her mouth was at his ear.

"I like the guests better..."

Swift would moan as his dick was pushed into her cunt. "A-aaah, that's all the way in!" His hooves pressed against her lower back, rubbing around in soothing circles, feeling her up. The stallion listened to her speak to him as he was enjoying himself. "Oh? Tell me more about it."

"Mmmm, not even a slight reaction," she said, "Have you done this before I wonder?"

Eaten or not, he'd certainly been with a mare before, she guessed. His hooves kneaded into her coat, massaging her and making her start to gyrate on top of him. She responded by raising her tail high and beginning a steady bob up and down on his cock, working on the top-half and building herself up. Kissing him again she let his tongue meet hers, the flavours of the two drinks they'd had colliding and mixing.

"Sometimes I let other ponies have all of me, entirely. But I think tonight you're going to end up in my belly." She straightened her forelegs again, raising her chest up so he could see her fern-green barrel over the top of him, as well as her larger hips massaging the tip of his cock, sliding it across her clit.

"Is that what you want? To really satisfy me?"

Swift chucked at her. "Maybe I have." He was stroking his hooves along her sides up and down feeling the fur. The stallion moaned and murred at the sensations he was feeling down below.

"Mmmnnn that sounds nice. Though you have to make it worth my while and I’ll be able to satisfy that belly of yours." He stared at that belly knowing he was going to end up as food now. It made him feel more excited. "How about you keep talking about it?"

"I think I can do that... you're being very good after all," she said, soundly slightly short of breath. "Although you're going to ruin my figure." She lifted one fore-hoof and guided his feeling hooves to her stomach.

"This is where you'll start. You'll be a big bulge right there, and I'll be the size of both of us right now." Next, she moved his hoof down to her midriff. "Then once I've melted you down into soup, you'll go through here. And I'll absorb every last ounce of you."

She moved his hoof to her hip.

"And this is where most of you will end up. A layer of pudge on my hips. My rump's going to be big, soft and plush with you on it, and I'll feel it every time I sit down. Maybe you will too, who knows. Are you looking forward to it?"

"Mmmmn yes I am!" said Swift as his dick twitched and flared inside her, leaking more with pre. He pushed his hoof in on her soft butt. "I want to make you much fatter down there. Just knowing that’s where I’ll end up drives me crazy! I think you’ll look much sexier with a fatter ass."

"Hold it for me, Swift, there's a good boy," Withania cooed, and quickly reached for the vial. "As you're about to give me something, I'll give you something. This will ensure your safety."

She uncorked the vial and pressed it to his lips, tipping the contents into his mouth.

"Now drink up, and then cum for me..."

Withania dropped the empty vial and then sat her full weight down onto his crotch, taking in everything until his balls pressed against the dock of her tail, and she clenched for all she was worth.

Swift turned his head, curious of the potion before drinking it. He closed his eyes firmly to the bitter taste and gulped it quickly. His dick flared up again and pushed against her cervix climaxing all over as he held onto her butt. The stallion then went limp, being fully satisfied, a meal waiting to be eaten.

Withania sighed with pleasure, feeling Swift's seed flood her inner chambers. It was a good effort toward getting her own climax - but she needed more. She needed all of him, and he now lay exhausted under her, waiting- begging for her to eat him.

She licked her lips, and with his shrinking dick still inside her, she leaned in for another kiss, her breath blowing across his face, and her muzzle opened wide. Swift caught a brief glimpse of her pulsating throat before it swallowed both his vision and hearing, as she plunged her mouth over his head with a wet gulp.

Pulling her sopping pussy off of his crotch, she drew him into a hug, pulling the stallion up into a sitting position, and then pressed down with her whole body, her maw stretching over his shoulders and down to his waste.

She moaned in pleasure, rubbing her dripping folds against him as if she were basting his chest before her jaws reached it - just a little further, and she would have her climax and her meal...

Swift couldn't see much except for the pulsating fleshy tunnel ahead. His head pushed through her gullet slowly. The tunnel stretched open as he made his way through. His whole body was bound and there wasn't much the stallion could do but squirm. The fleshy walls pushed against his cheeks making his face squish. His legs were bound up by her hungry maw with the other half sticking out between her lips.

Salivating over and licking every part of Swift's body that crossed her tongue, Withania leaned back to counter the weight of another pony swelling out in front of her. She took a few pauses as she reached his hips, letting her aching throat rest for a moment, and then with a few mighty swallows, she forced the rest of the pony down, shivering with delight as the bump of his hind legs traced down her neck and chest. Her gut filled her vision, its surface moving as the pony inside shifted around, exploring his new confines.

"Oh, and there goes my hourglass figure," she said jokingly as she rubbed one hoof over her belly, feeling the bumps and contours of her meal, "Time to put you to good use now, Dinner, you're going to melt into stew and fill out my frame. Hope you're enjoying yourself, being pony food now. Just an overindulgent meal to fill up this mare..."

Swift suddenly slipped down her throat and pushed into her boiling belly. He curled up into a fetal position, just waiting to be digested. The stallion trembled and moaned as his body was being squeezed by her fleshy walls. He listened to her stomach churn and gurgle. He reached out and rubbed her stomach. He felt his legs sizzle, being submerged by the acids. "Mmmmnn I really do enjoy it. Knowing I’m going to end up as your butt-fat, and making you look so much sexier." He pushed his erection between his crammed up legs against her stomach.

Breathing heavily with exertion and pleasure, Withania admired herself in the mirror above the dressing table across the room. Her figure was huge, her entire centre of gravity a foot out in front of her. The rush of seeing herself looking like this adding fuel to her fires, building the furnace that was ready to blaze as soon as her belly was finished with Swift. She noticed a more prominent bulge appear out in front.

"Oh, up again already - let's see if we can't get you a nice little send-off before you're too far gone to feel it..." she said.

Feeling out with her hooves - since she couldn't see the front of her belly - she found the bump of Swift's cock, and stroked her hoof up and down, using the tip to dig in slightly. The rest of his body would be soaked in her fluids now, bones softening, limbs starting to press into his torso as his body turned to mush, but with all his blood pumped into one last thrill, she jacked him off through the padding of her stretched belly.

"I hope this works, my treat, just think about my lovely hips swelling up as your stewed body becomes part of me. Nice plush cheeks, padded thighs that rub together as I walk, and a curvy belly that I'll be rubbing away at all evening..."

Swift began to feel his form melt and fall apart, his body merging with the cute mare. "Oh, yes - it’s gonna be nice!" He moaned as he climaxed against her stomach before melting off into a thick fattening goop. He pushed as much as he could against her stomach, feeling it up before he departed into ass fat. He would be digesting and be absorbed for the rest of the night, becoming a part of what he loves.

Feeling the liquid mass of her stomach starting to fill out into her lower gut, Withania lay back on the bed with her eyes closed, moaning softly. Her hips began to dilate, slowly but surely, expanding like an inflatable. Her huge round belly decreased in size as its load was distributed across her body, but did not vanish completely. It slowly levelled out to a chubby pot belly, well padded with a winter layer, so to speak.

Withania's breath steadily quickened as she felt her body changing, until she squeaked, eyes screwed shut, a dribble of Swift's sticky cum leaking out from her pussy. She let out a long sigh of relief and opened her eyes again. Her body would still take a few hours to finish up with the blue earth pony, but he hadn't been wrong. Her curves were to die for, and as soon as the reformation potion she'd fed him kicked in, he'd probably have time in the morning to enjoy them...

***

Swift slowly opened his eyes up to the morning sunlight. He sat up and rubbed his head, it felt like all a dream to him. "Huh, did I just get ate again?" He looked over to see the mare resting peacefully on the bed, she looked a lot bigger than before. He reached over and pushed her shoulder a few times to wake her.

Withania opened her eyes groggily and sat up. For a moment she'd forgotten the night before, and then she felt her considerable extra weight shift from her midriff and down.

"Oh my... Morning Swift... thanks for last night, you certainly delivered. Look at these hocks!" She rolled over and hugged him, placing one hind leg over his body so that her fresh padding squashed against his crotch. "You were right, I do look good with you on my figure..."

Swift blushed and smiled seeing how much bigger she got. "You’re welcome." He put his hoof over her hips and pushed into it. "You’re so much softer too..."

She gasped and giggled at his touch, jogging the entire mattress.

"Oooh, sensitive! Looks like nice cute colts make for nice cute hips... not like a skinny pegasus! I'll be sad when I work off this extra weight... I need a nice boy like you on call, so I can just gobble you up whenever I want to have these thighs again!"

The stallion chuckled and kept rubbing her flanks. "I can just look at them all day." He then leaned over to give them a kiss. "It would be sad to see them go, but I’d be willing to make them fatter again!"

"We should definitely hook up some time again... maybe get a little more exotic since we'd both know what we were getting ourselves into…”

“Definitely. I’ll make sure to book an extra night so we have more time too!”