It had only been 3 months since Tree Hugger had made herself an established member of the Ponyville community, and she couldn’t be happier in Ponyville. She was spared the judgement of her hometown of Trottingham due to her ravenous appetite causing many ponies to suffer a painful fate in her stomach, a huge bulk of them of the younger generation.

But residing in Ponyville had revealed to her that she could devour more than one child a day with getting little more than a verbal shouting, which was a nice contrast to Trottingham were the lightest retaliation was a smack on the rear. Sure, the smacks never really hurt, courtesy of the massively plump rear she sported, but when it came to the higher calibre retaliations, let’s just say that they weren’t pretty and leave it at that.

Not only is she free to eat as many ponies she wants without too much trouble, but Tree Hugger also has been famed throughout Ponyville as the best psychiatrist without a psychiatric degree, having mellowed out a lot of ponies’ less than savory anger issues with just a few meetings, and if they didn’t comply to her teachings, things would go south very quickly.

But today, Tree Hugger had no intentions of stuffing another pony down her throat or parting her wisdom to any off-pony who blew up at any moment. No, she just wanted to rest in a park that she loved to visit from time to time.

Lounging lazily in under the protection of the tree’s shade from the full blown power of the sun rays, while letting some in to get a nice summery feel that Tree Hugger could not get enough, she had little to no trouble coming to the dream realm. The same could not be said for staying in the dream realm, however, as Tree Hugger was a light sleeper and the sound of children prancing around playing tag and hide and seek, the sound almost like an alarm clock.

While quite miffed that her slumber is interrupted by children being children, she was not about to reduce these foals to body fat for simply playing, and tried to ignore it. But there was a certain change in one group of foals that really took Tree Hugger out of her slumber.

“Why are you here freak?!” The word ‘freak’ emphasized with hatred and slathered with enough venom to fill a pool with it.

“I-I-I just want to play.” The voice obviously being the recipient of the insult.

“So what?! Nopony wants to play with a blank flank freak like you!!” Another insult, coming from the insulter.

Having heard this kind of argument from foals back in her hometown, Tree Hugger didn’t feel obligated to stop these foals from verbally tearing each others throats into shreds… that was until an interesting turn of tone from the pony who was insulted.

“I wasn’t going to play with you dammit!” He cursed, “Nopony wants to play with a pompous ass-hole like you!”

That last line earned gasp from all the foals and was the straw that broke the camel's back as Tree Hugger finally decided if nopony else was going to defuse the situation, she would.

Rising from her slumbering posture, Tree Hugger approached the group of foals, which she noted was around 4, excluding the cursing colt. Seeing the promise of a meal that could at least help her sleep, she subconsciously licked her lips.

Before the foals could react to the approaching mare, she was already atop of the filly who insulted the colt and began to lower herself very slowly.

“Ugh, what’re you doing?” The filly questions, trying to hold that fat pudgy stomach from coming down upon her.

Tree Hugger shrugs, “First, what's your name hun?” She questions in a slurred manner.

The foal grunts as she fails to keep Tree Hugger’s fat stomach from crushing her, “My name’s Coral Petal.” She says just as she is completely enveloped by the flab of belly fat.

With Coral under her, Tree Hugger looks at the other kids expectantly.

Realizing what she’s expecting the colt who spat curses spoke up, “Red Hunter.” He introduces.

Following his example, the other kids introduce themselves, “Violet Song.”

“Bright Stone.”

“Pen Dash.”

Now obtaining names to each of her new prey, Tree Hugger stands up, releasing Coral from her temporary prison. Readying herself for a grand escape… an escape that was abruptly ended when her head was smashed by the weight of the older mare’s ass.

“So, what’s all this commotion about?” She questions.

Violet, Bright, and Pen all point at Red, “This guy came over here and asked to play with us.” Violet explained.

Tree Hugger raises an eyebrow, “And that’s a problem why?” She inquires.

“Because he’s a blank flank.” Pen replies.

“That doesn’t mean anything bitch!” Red shouted.

Hearing the curse spouted cause Tree Hugger to lose her cool for a sec, sitting up, “One, you’re not supposed to talk out of order, two, you’re not supposed to be cussing.” She scolds, earning a frown from the colt.

She sighs before stepping backwards, positioning herself behind Coral, “I really wish you little ones had a better reason for interrupting my sleep, but whatever.” She says, licking her lips precious second before lunging at Coral’s backside, engulfing it in her mouth leaving nothing but the front half.

Only having time for one scream before her top half was covered in darkness.

They couldn’t believe it, Tree Hugger had Coral’s whole body inside her mouth without even swallowing in just a few seconds. Inside the soaking wet, fleshy cavern, Coral’s coat had drowned in saliva without the help of the tongue assaulting her body, her predator tossing her around her mouth, sapping her of both energy and taste.

Once her taste had been sapped, Coral felt her whole world shift as she falls into the throat that swallowed her with one, monstrously beastly powerful swallow, gripping the filly harshly, dragging her into the its depths while she struggled so fruitless. The journey to the stomach was a short and bittersweet exodus to Tree Hugger’s stomach ended when Coral felt the sphincter hit her mere moments before being deposited into her predator’s stomach.

Outside, Tree Hugger secured her other preys by sitting on Bright Stone and holding Pen Dash and Violet Song. Turning to Red, who could not move due to being frozen in fear, “Stay like that, I don’t want you running off.” She demands.

Clenching her rear, Tree Hugger stood up, Bright’s entire upper body inside her flanks. She licks her lips, stuffing the entirety of Pen’s body into her maw.

Closing her mouth and casting Pen in darkness, Tree Hugger wasted no time in tossing the little filly around her mouth in a manner akin to a piece of candy. A deep moan sounded Pen as her predator no doubt enjoyed the taste she provided.

Feeling the little filly in her posterior struggle for release, Tree Hugger utilizes one violent clench in perfect synchronization with a swallow, sending both fillies to their doom in her stomach. Meeting Coral where they would share her fate, they made quite the noticeable bulge.

Having the last obstacle that rested in her mouth now in her stomach, Tree Hugger wasted no time in stuffing Violet down her ravenous maw, giving her very little ample time to struggle and scream before being swallowed down in on last powerful swallow, allowing her to finally join her friends in a terrifying melty fate.

Now having deposited 4 little fillies to her stomach, Tree Hugger laid on her side to inspect the massively struggling belly, “You four were delicious.”

Turning her attention to the final pony with her in the park, the green Earth Pony motioned to her belly, “C’mere and rub this sack of meat before you’re next.” She demands.

Certainly desiring not to be the next foal to be demoted to body fat, Red obeyed the demands he was given and began massaging the struggling sack of meat.

Pleasure ran up Tree Hugger’s spine faster than light at the feel of those tiny little hooves traveling across the mass of struggling flesh, the sensation much more pleasurable than she expected.

Trying to suppress her moans, the hippie bit her lip to prevent public indecency, “You’re pretty good at this, aren’t you?” She complements in between pants.

Red scowled, “Everyone says that, I wish it was my Cutie Mark so I can stop being called a blank flank.” He replies. Red reares one of his fore-hooves before driving it into Tree Hugger’s bloated belly, twisting and turning it, earning him many pleasurable moans erupting from the mare who failed to hold it in.

Tree Hugger soared to levels of heavenly pleasure she’s never experienced before with a belly rub, “Hmmm… you’re doing such a good job sweetie.” She praised, her pleasure becoming apparent through the musky mare like sent filling the park as her lower lips began to slicken.

“You see that? You’re turning me on.” She pointed out, “I just want to stuff you up my pussy.” She lifts one of her hind-hooves to prove her point, her pussy pulsing, awaiting a meal to be fed, before she closed it, “But if I do that, I can enjoy your belly rubs anymore.” She moans.

Red chuckles, “No kidding.” He agrees, continuing to rub the mare’s belly, “By the way, I apologize for running my mouth like that. It wasn’t nice of me.” He apologizes.

Tree Hugger just shrugged, “Just make sure it doesn’t happen again or I’ll make you regret it.” She assures, “For now, just keep doing what you’re doing and you won’t hear anything from me.” She promises.

Determined to stay alive, Red obeys the commands bestowed upon him.

Little did the two know, this event would change both of their lives.

Author's Note

So, I know I'm already breaking my new schedule, but I already had this done and wanted to get this out.