Author's Note

When Withania met Quick Ring, she certainly met her match when it came to pred with utility. Lucky that she's a fan of tentacles and a good squeeze!

Contains rough sex, tentacles, all-the-way-through, cum inflation, oral soft vore, implied soft digestion and implied reformation. Thanks to Blissey, who wrote Quick Ring!

9. Quick Ring (M/f, Sex, Tentacles, CI, SV, SD)

A large, dark blue tatzlpony with a silvered mane, closer in size to Princess Celestia than your average pony, stood upon Ponyville’s public stage, idly juggling a pair of rings with his tongue tentacles. He grinned as ponies began gathering about in anticipation of a show. He had never been to Ponyville before and was eager to see what kind of turnout his show would get… and what kind of fun he would be able to find after the show.

“Greetings, everypony!” he flawlessly said around his two tongues which never ceased their juggling of the pair of rings, “I am Quick Ring, and I am here today to astound you with feats of dexterity and acrobatics you have never before seen!” He rose up onto his hind legs, using his tail to help him balance. His throat bulged and he coughed up another ring and three juggling pins one after another, all of which were added to the two rings he was already juggling. Using all three of his tentacle tounges and his two forelegs, effortlessly kept all six objects moving about in the air above.

Withania watched in awe from the third row as Quick Ring performed. She was fond of the extraordinary as it was, but when she saw posters for such an unusual pony - one with a long dexterous tail and several equally long tentacle tongues - she had already opened her purse strings to place some bits aside to see the show. Now her eyes lit up in excitement and the reflected glow of the stage lights, her mouth was ajar as the tatzlpony from lands afar tossed his rings in mesmerising patterns, even speaking and entertaining the audience at the same time. She clopped her hooves together and cheered with the rest of the crowd.

In the back of her mind, as always, there were lewd ideas of what else she imagined Quick Ring could do with those appendages if he were so inclined - but she was one of many faces in the crowd. Maybe she could try and get an autograph after the show, then she’d be able to see him up close at least…

Seeing that he now had the crowds full attention, Quick Ring decided it was time to take his act up to the next phase. Juggling itself, catching and throwing while standing still, was child’s play for one as skilled as he. He started by moving about the stage as he tossed his pins and rings about, meandering to the left, then back to the right, never missing a step. He added in some twists, some bows, and soon his movements could only be described as dancing, all while still flawlessly juggling using every limb he had. Front legs, back legs, tentacles, tail, all were involved in catching and throwing while he cavorted about on stage. That some of his movements gave the audience a good view of his backside with tail raised in the act of tossing or catching was all according to plan; it never failed to lure in a mare or two after the show.

The green mare gasped in delight as the show stallion moved into the most intricate part of his routine. She was easy to please and didn’t mind, it was a lot more fun than being a sceptical stick in the mud. But the way Quick Ring moved was considerably more provocative than she had expected. Or was that just her mind? He twisted and ducked and weaved in a manner that could only be deliberately showing off every part of himself, and this was a late show after all. Boy, could I have fun with him… she thought to herself, getting a good eyeful of his powerful rump and the poorly concealed parts underneath.

Once Quick Ring’s dance had ended, she joined the crowd in cheering and applause. A large chunk of the ponies immediately filtered away from the stage, heading to the bar or the merchandise stand, while a group clustered around an autograph table next to the stage. Withania joined this group and loitered near the back, waiting for the majority to leave. It seemed that even after his dazzling performance, Quick still had time for all of his fans, as he clearly meant to meet everyone in the crowd, rather than just a few. Finally, a group of mares in front of Withania left together and she found herself face to face with Quick Ring and no one behind her.

“Hellooooo!” she cooed unexpectedly, “Ahem, I mean… Hello! Lovely to meet you! I adored the show, could you sign my ticket please?” She held out her ticket for the show in one hoof, rather than placing it on the table, and did her best to stand in such a way that her face was evenly lit.

“Gladly, dear!” he said as one of his tentacles grabbed her ticket. He kept his eye on her for a few moments; something about her looked slightly off. He could tell there was something different about this mare, something unique, but he couldn’t tell what it was. In those few moments, he decided that he was very eager to find out. He brought his quill to the ticket. “For a very beautiful fan…” he said as he wrote the same on the mare’s ticket, “and what name should I put on it?“

“Ooooooh…” she mewed as the prehensile tongue brushed over her hoof. It was so quick and accurate! She wondered how strong those tentacles were… could he restrain her? Maybe even lift her weight with them? Stars, I want him to do a circus act on me… she thought.

“Ma’m?” he prompted. She realised she’d been staring slack-jawed at him for several seconds now.

“Oh! Withania! Withania Nightshade. What’s your name? Wait… I already know that… I mean, thank you mister Ring. I like your… uh… I’ve never seen a tatzlpony before tonight. You’re quite… unique…”

“Withania Nightshade…” he finished writing on the ticket. “And I thank you! It’s true, tatzlponies are not very common, and I am even more uncommon than most!” He gave her a smile. “And somehow, I have a feeling you’re also a rather… uncommon kind of mare.” His smile turned to a smirk. “Tell you what, now that the show is over, I will be heading to the local inn to stay the night.” He handed Withania her ticket back with one of his tentacles, and when she took it, made sure to gently run his tentacle along the underside of her neck as he retracted it. “Perhaps you would like to join me? And we can… discuss what makes each other so unique?”

“Oh!” she gasped. Despite her daydreaming, she hadn’t expected him to be quite this forward with her - but then the night was young, and here he was offering a more private audience! “How generous, I’d be delighted to uh… discuss… things. I’m sure you’ll be very good at explaining them… I think you’ll find me to be a uh… very good listener…“

Since he still had additional shows lined up in Ponyville, most of the stage and equipment was left standing, so in little time Quick Ring was ready to go. “Will you want to eat?” Withania asked, “I’m fine, but I wouldn’t want to impose if you’re hungry after your performance…”

“Oh, that won’t be an issue at all! I’ll just have a meal brought up to my room!” He wrapped a tentacle around Withania’s forehoof. “Now come along, dear, we have oh so much to… discuss.”

Some minutes later, the door to a bedroom at the inn opened up and Quick swaggered in. His walk was purposely exaggerated to give the mare trailing behind him a good view of what she could except, something he’d been doing all the way up the stairs and down the hall to the room. He ambled over to the bed and plopped down upon it before turning back to look at his companion for the night. “Well, come along, love,” he said as he posed provocatively on the mattress, beckoning with one of his tentacles. “What would you care to… discuss first, hmm?“

“Mmmm… I’m a sucker for a good ride, I think you can see that already…” said Withania, walking up to the end of the bed. “Your show put a lot of ideas in my head and I’m kinda embarrassed to say them all at once, but uh… let’s just say I’d love to see what kind of things you could do to a mare like me with those tentacle tongues of yours. And since I haven’t really told you anything about myself yet, well, you’re right I’m not a simple earth pony… I’ve got a much sweeter centre if you can reach it…”

Withania reached the end of the bed and leaned the top half of her body on the mattress, her eyes moving up and down Quick Ring’s body. She’d have to pace herself if she wanted to discover all his tricks…

“A sweeter centre, you say?” Quick said as his three tentacle tongues reached out to the mare. Two of them wrapped around her forelegs to drag her up onto the bed while the third gently caressed her cheek. “That is a bold claim,” he said has his tentacles that had been holding her forelegs began trailing further down her body, rubbing and caressing her as they went. “I’ve been with many mares in the past, and some of them have been very sweet…” He reached out using his hooves this time and pulled Withania tight against his own body.

“Well, judge for yourself…” she said, and she gave one of the tentacles around her a long lick, her tongue wet with a thin, sweet nectar. “I’m a plant-hybrid… and I can be quite dangerous in my own way… but despite my nature I just love a good squeeze. I’m a very hardy plant, so you don’t need to worry about breaking me.”

She snuggled against Quick, wriggling her body as his tentacles explored her body. She wasn’t quite sure where to start with a stallion whose mouth opened at three points, but she made her affections clear with a light kiss on his nose, stretching her neck slightly to reach as he held her firmly.

Quick’s eyes shot open as their tongue met. “You aren’t kidding!” His tentacle wrapped around Withania’s tongue, coiling up inside of and practically filling her mouth. “Mmm…” he murred in delight with eyes closed as he savoured her sweet nectar. “A plant-pony hybrid… fascinating!” He opened his eyes again and looked her in the face. “You’re going to be a fun one…” One of his tentacles wrapped tightly around her midsection and effortlessly lifted her into the air, bringing her crotch near his face. “I wonder… are you just as sweet down below?” he asked as his third tentacle pulled her leg aside and the tentacle filling her mouth retreated and began making its way down towards her own special flower. “You certainly look it!” He exclaimed as he saw a thin but viscous golden fluid leaking from her nethers.

“Oooomfff!” exclaimed the green mare as a kiss turned into a much larger mouthful. She had a feeling this wasn’t the last time her mouth was going to get filled tonight… but no sooner had she considered this than Quick had hoisted her up into the air! “Wooah, you’re strong! Ahhm, I think you’ll find it’s even better from the uhh… from the tap, so to speak!“

She cocked her leg slightly, giving easier access to her slit. She couldn’t see what was going on from up in the air, but she didn’t have long to wait before the creeping tentacle moving down her body found her slicked folds and gently parted them, before threading deep into her passage. Withania relaxed in his grip, letting him support her and taste her more potent fluids.

“Mmm, delectable!” Quick said has his tentacle plundered her depths. As the appendage bumped against the entrance to her womb, the tentacle wrapped around her leg unwound itself and moved down past her cunt to her other hole. It gently prodded at her anus for a moment before slipping itself inside. He let out another hum of delight. “Goodness, even here you taste divine!” He brought Withania’s crotch right up to his mouth. “I hope you meant what you said about not needing to worry about breaking you, because I am going to tastes every single inch of you I can reach.” With that, he opened his trifurcated mouth wide and clamped down on her nethers, giving his tentacles immediate access to her holes. The one in her vagina pulled back and rammed forward, punching past her cervix into her womb where it began curling up and writhing about. The one in her ass, meanwhile, began moving deeper, and deeper, and deeper, searching for the source of her sweet nectar.

Withania gasped and quivered as Quick Ring toyed with her like a child with an icecream. He quickly discovered that her asshole lead into a much wider and simpler digestive tract than the normal maze, and with very little effort his tentacle twisted through the knot of fleshy tubing and poked into the base of her stomach. This was the sweet centre he was looking for! Her belly was full of the sweet nectar, watery and easy for his tongue to lap up.

She sighed with pleasure as she felt his tentacles fill up her abdomen, one stretching her ass wide for her ‘regular’ blend whilst the other was stuffed into her womb for the richer reserves. Under this kind of attention, her vaginal walls quickly seeped with more of the golden juices, which slid and dripped off of her folds and down Quick’s chin alike. She hadn’t expected him to be quite this ravenous, at this rate she wondered if he’d actually manage to suck her dry! But for the orgasm she could feel brewing in her nethers, it would be worth it. She sensed at this point she probably wasn’t leaving the room in one piece, but that was the biggest thrill - how long could she last?

Quick hummed in delight at the rich, sweet nectar leaking into his mouth, but it wasn’t enough for the ravenous tatzl. Quick craned his head up and positioned Withania vertically over him, then the tentacle wrapped around the plant mare’s midsection squeezed hard, digging into her gut. Quick was hoping to force more of her sweet nectar out of her and to his joy it worked, some nectar practically squirting out of her lower orifices around his tentacles to dribble down his throat. Finally he returned his tentacle to its regular tightness and removed his mouth from Withania’s nethers, though the tentacles both remained embedded inside of her. “How rude of me,” he said, “sampling your delectable juices without a care without giving you a chance to sample my own fluids…” He rolled onto his back to reveal his already fully erect cock. He was a good deal larger than the average pony, and his equipment was sized to match, towering above his body and already leaking clear precum. He moved Withania down within easy reach of his pillar of flesh. “Go on, have a taste!” he said as his tentacles continued to stimulate her.

Withania was already on edge from being stimulated in several places at the same time - and then being squeezed out like a juice box took her over the edge. Her orgasm was lost in her gasps the squirt of fluids Quick was wringing out of her, but she certainly felt it! As he relaxed and changed positions, Withania suddenly felt strangely empty. Not fully, since she was still stuffed with Quick’s tentacles, but she’d never been drained like this before, and the familiar sensation of her nectar reserves was noticeably absent.

Eager to find something else to fill the space and with eyes half-closed in post-orgasmic bliss, she eagerly grasped Quick’s impressive shaft with her forehooves and licked her lips. She kept her tail in the air so he would have unimpeded access to her behind, and plunged her mouth down over his entire length. This was the time when one of Withania’s other perks was extremely useful - she didn’t need to breathe. Sealing her lips around the base of his cock, she undalated her throat muscles while sweeping her tongue around his shaft, massaging the full length at the same time. She could feel it twitch and grow a little further under the attention, bulging out her throat slightly.

Unlike the tatzl pony, she couldn’t speak with her mouthful - but she made up for it by making a low and long moan that vibrated through his cock, teasing it to its maximum size and steadily bringing his own arousal onto full-song. While she did this, her left hoof cupped and cradled his balls, gently caressing them in their sack, lifting them away from his crotch and then letting them down again - while her right hooftip found the point just under the base of his cock, behind the ballsack, and gently pressed and probed it, stimulating him from the very foundations of his stallionhood.

“Ngh! Goodness!” Quick grunted in surprise at the gusto with which she swallowed his dick. “I can see you’re, ah, no stranger to this!” The tentacle wrapped around her midsection extended slightly, the tip moving down towards her crotch, and began massaging her teats, rubbing them and even flicking at the nipples. Much to his delight, he found sweet nectar there as well, though hardly any came out. She was clearly quite drained. As he did so, he noticed something with his tentacle, or rather, a lack of something. Her chest wasn’t moving at all like a normal pony’s would. “Well well well…” Quick said quietly, “You don’t seem to be breathing at all! Another benefit of being part plant?” The side of his mouth curled up into an almost evil smirk. “We simply must make use of that!” he said, then slammed Withania forward, burying the entirety of his length down her throat in one fell swoop. The plant mare’s stomach now largely empty of nectar, the tentacle in her backside began retracting, slowly sliding its way out of her bowels, poking and prodding at her insides as it retreated. As soon as it was free it moved upfront to her head. Without warning, it wrapped around her neck, squeezing tight, tight enough that Quick could feel its tight grip around his own dick. “Never been able to try this before, been too afraid to break a mare before I’ve finished for the night!” With that, he started forcefully forcing Withania back and forth, facefucking her in the most literal sense, using her as nothing but a living fleshlight.

Withania squeaked as she was used liked this, not in protest, merely surprise. She’d been in rough-play before, with creatures quite capable of crushing her in an instant, but Quick was dexterous. The way he was able to effortlessly manipulate her body to thrust and press wherever he wished was beyond anything she expected. It was more of a trial for her to last this, but a guilty voice in her mind wanted to see what could happen to her if this went on. It was fairly obvious at this point that a pony like Quick Ring was more than capable, and probably experienced in devouring his partners, and whatever damage he inflicted on her would be erased once she regrew herself.

That being said, if Quick Ring wasn’t careful he might break her neck, which wouldn’t kill her, but certainly render her immobile. But she didn’t complain, she just wallowed in being skewered headfirst on this tatzle’s huge cock. She couldn’t bend her neck for the shaft stretching out, and for every thrust he made, pushing her down to his hilt, she felt his tip poking deep inside her chest. She found herself willing for him to burst, and refill her belly with a new liquid. She was plant in nature, and she needed watering.

Quick grunted in pleasure as he jerked himself off with his new toy. He could swear he could feel his dick passing all the way through her throat and entering he belly. He had to confirm it. The tentacles filling Withani’s womb violently retracted and plunged right back into her ass. There was no attempt made to stimulate her; the tentacle had only one goal, to reach her stomach. The appendage quickly ploughed through her insides and reached her midsection. He shoved Withania down into his crotch, hilting himself in her, and sure enough, his tentacle found the head of his cock, poking into her stomach. He held her there, the tentacle in her gut stimulating the head of his dick, and in addition to the Withania’s throat undulating around his cock aided by the tentacle wrapped around it, it was enough to send him over the edge. He shoved her even harder into his crotch as he began to fill her, his balls emptying directly into her stomach, restoring the liquid he had drained from her. His output was befitting his size, quickly filling her and even causing her midsection to bloat slightly before he finished. His tentacle loosened their grip on her as his orgasm died down; it had been a long time since a mare had given him an orgasm that intense, and while he was far from done, he found himself more physically drained than he was used to.

“Hooooo, oh my that was intense…” sighed Withania, as she pulled herself free of Quick’s cock and tentacles. She leaned back and felt the familiar motion of liquid inside her belly again, but this time satisfyingly overfull. She felt a deep sexual thrill knowing it was all cum that had been pumped into her, replacing her own fluids. Turning around, she straddled Quick’s lap with his cock behind her, and pressed her sloshing belly against his so they could both see the shape squash and deform with his seed inside.

“How very considerate of you to refill me after use,” Withania said, licking her lips, “But there’s also my other space to fill, so I hope you’ve still got some left!“

She lifted her hips back over the top of his half-mast and pressed its length against his lower belly with her lower lips, and started to rub up and down, coaxing it back up to strength again for a second round. Quick was visibly worn out, but his stallionhood didn’t care, and in no time at all was standing to the attention again. Smiling in anticipation, Withania let it lift up, and then slowly but steadily sank down on top of it, inch after inch slipping into the caress of her pussy. She moaned with pleasure as she took in his length up to the medial ring, and then started to rock gently back and forth over him, working her hips while her belly bounced on top of his, the hot seed swirling about inside her.

Quick hummed contentedly. “Oh, I always have some left…” he replied as Withania bounced up and done on his cock. He wasn’t used to his after show toys still having so much energy in them after the first round and was content to sit back for a moment and let her do all the work. After a minute or so, though, his tentacles grew restless and sought her out again. One snuck under her bloated belly to rub at her teats as she bounced up and down on his rod, another moved to said belly and began caressing, poking, and squeezing at it, and the third went to her mouth, gently slipping between her lips, giving her something to suckle on. He quickly grew slightly annoyed that she hadn’t gone past his medial ring yet, so when she rose up again, he made sure to thrust upwards as she fell down, burying himself entirely in her snatch, the head of his cock punching through her cervix into her womb. He brought a hoof up to her head and pulled her down into a kiss, his trifurcated jaw wrapping around the tip of her muzzle.

As Withania was pushed onto the base of Quick’s cock with a slight bump, she felt as if she’d been skewered in place. The stallion’s thick shaft was buried almost half-way into her, and as he wrapped his muzzle around her head again she became lodged in place. She responded to this by switching her hip movements into a rocking motion, pressing and rubbing her inner walls against his meaty rod, settling even further until his balls were pressed against her folds.

Withania was ready to cum again, but she felt like there was nothing to give, having been squeezed dry already. She closed her eyes, nuzzling into Quick’s maw and sucking on his tentacles, whilst she clenched her pussy down on his cock, willing him to release and fill her back up.

Quick hummed in delight as Withania ground on his hips, massaging his cock. The tentacle at her midection continued massaging her cum bloated belly which sloshed about slightly as Quick gently thrust in and out of her. Desiring more, the tentacle in her mouth wrapped around her tongue before plunging deeper into her, shooting down her throat. It stopped briefly in her stomach, tasting his own seed, the flavor of which was enhanced by traces of sweet nectar beginning to refill her gut. But this wasn’t his final destination. He pushed his head forward, engulfing a bit more of Withania’s head as he urged his tentacle on. The tentacle entered her intestines jsut like before, but from the other side this time. Also like before, it quickly sped through and in no time at all, the mare’s rosebud opened and the tentacle emerged into the air on the other side of her. It wasted no time before going straight down were it wrapped once around Quick’s cock and started pulling back and forth, like someone trying to use a stick to start a fire, stimulating both Quick and Withania’s outer folds as well. He moaned around the head filling his mouth; he was close. He pulled out further than before then slammed back into her and with a glrk , her muzzle entered his throat. He pulled out and thrust back in hard, each time sending another inch or two of plant mare down his gullet. As his jaws reached her chest slammed home one last time and came, releasing his spunk directly into her womb.

Withania had been eaten before, and she’d experienced a tentacle all the way through her before - but she’d never experienced both at the same time. Quick’s tentacle was bulging out her throat, her stomach, and her abdomen while at the same time his gullet was beginning to clamp down over her shoulders, compressing her into the spongy but tight confines of his throat.

As she felt him hilt inside her, and the tip of his tongue connect from her anus to her folds, she was pushed over the edge and moaned out, her voice muffled inside his cavernous maw. As her orgasm broke, she was taken by surprise as his cock began to pump wave after wave of more cum into her sanctum. She was wedged in place, pressed in at both ends, filled inside and compressed outside, and all she could manage was to twitch in Quick’s powerful embrace, drunk on hormones and physical stimulation.

She felt like she was living in slow motion as the orgasm rocked her body, and she knew that when it eventually passed she would be well and truly exhausted. There was nothing left now but to surrender her used up body to the Tatzle to be fully consumed.

Quick’s hips kept twitching as he came, each twitch signalling another load of jizz being pumped into her and another inch of her shoved down his maw. Despite having cum once already, the large tatzl still had a good deal of stamina left, enough for her belly to noticeably bloat outwards further than it already was from the creamy filling her womb was receiving. The steady advance of his jaws paused as his trifurcated jaws reached that swelling gut, feeling it slowly expand. As his orgasm came to an end his head surged forward again, Withania’s thoroughly cum filled gut now filling out his cheeks. He slowly drew his head back, pulling her off of his dick along with it. As soon as he cunt was free, the tentacle tongue sticking out of her ass immediately curled around and plunged into her, filling newly vacated orifice, delighting in the taste of both of their fluids mixed together in her stretched cunny. With his meal thoroughly secured by his tentacle, he leaned back on the bed and lifted his mouth upwards, allowing gravity to help as he slowly tugged his partner down his throat. He wasn’t even swallowing so much as pulling her in by the tentacle impaling her. Her cum bloated gut quickly became a lump in his throat and her hips soon followed. The tentacle that had been wrapped around her midsection now caressed her hooves as they too vanished down his ravenous maw. He finally closed his mouth as the last of her vanished inside him, and a few more powerful swallows were all that was necessary to deposit her in his belly. “Goodness!” he said as he looked down at and caressed the sizeable lump in his gut. “You were some of the most fun I’ve had in a long time!” The tentacle impaling her withdrew from his meal, but remained down in his gut, gently caressing her. “It’s enough to almost make me regret devouring you!”

Withania felt like her body had turned to jelly. Stretched and squashed from all angles inside and out, she felt like a baker had kneaded her like doughnut batter, and then pumped her full of creamy filling. But despite her weariness, she felt nothing but content, and also gratitude that her body was capable of taking such treatment.

“Haaa… you’re… you’re welcome,” she moaned, pressing into the soft walls of his belly. “Just give me a few days to regrow and recover after all of this and you could do it all again!” She felt Quick Ring move in surprise as he heard her muffled words, and chuckled. “Yup, just make sure to replant me, and I’ll see you again…”

Her voice faltered as she started drifting off into an exhausted sleep, but by the way she subconsciously rubbed herself against the plush interior of Quick’s belly, her own satisfaction was evident to the tatzle.

“Fascinating… a mare that I can fuck and eat more than once…” Quick mumbled to himself and he massaged the ever softening lump in his gut that was Withania. “I appreciate the offer, love, but I never stay in a town for more than a day or two so I won’t be here to see you, ‘regrow’. I’ll certainly be coming back this way again some time, however, and I’ll be sure to seek you out when I do!” With that, he laid his head back on the bed and closed his eyes, content to let the steadily noisier gurgling of his belly lull him to sleep.