Author's Note

Be advised, this chapter contains farting, stuffing, vore, and oral

Chapter 6. Gut Buster

Canterlot. The royal capitol of Equestria, known also as the City of Unicorns as its population was nearly all unicorns, and it was also well known for its many attractions like Restaurant Row, its own Wonderbolts Derby, and for Princess Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns producing the most learned and skilled unicorn mages, wizards, and enchantresses, to name but a few.

With its alabaster white towers gilded with gold, it shone upon Mt. Canterhorn like a lovely white rose, but as do all roses it hid a number of thorns, such as corrupt business ponies and even criminals hiding amongst the dregs.

But that was no trouble for the elite Royal Guardsponies, sworn to protect and serve the Princess and the citizens of Equestria, such as the two guards on Patrol in the cultural arts district. Both of them were pegasi, with the taller having a tangelo orange coat with a light blue mane with a darker highlight, and his cutie-mark was three spearheads pointing together.

Beside him was a younger pegasus, with a brighter orange coat and a two-toned sapphire mane, his cutie-mark a blue shield overlaid by a bolt of lighting.

The two of them marched with their gazes bold and their heads held high, displaying their pride and their authority. Although the older pegasus had a weary look in his eyes.

As they came to a corner just outside the public park, he said, "Let's pause here a little while, eh rookie?"

"Uh- Yessir, Sergeant Spearhead, sir!" the younger pegasus saluted.

"At ease, Flash, we're just taking a quick break," assured Spearhead as he removed his helmet and sat down on a nearby park bench. "C'mon, sit with me."

"...Are you sure, Spearhead?" Flash asked but he sat down anyway. "We're supposed to be on patrol, and any moment we're not on our guard is an opportunity for some lowlife to cause trouble!"

"Flash, ya gotta chill, dude," Spearhead sighed, "I respect your passion, but you gotta keep that passion cool with some caution and patience."

"A Royal Guard must ever be on alert, ready to take action whenever they are needed," Flash responded while keeping an eye out for potential trouble.

"And how many times have you taken action only to make a mess?" Spearhead raised a brow. "Ever since you graduated from the military academy, you've caused a lot of trouble because you jumped at whatever, thinking some crook or trouble was going on."

"Uh-huh..." Flash responded, not really listening.

"Like that time we were on duty during a charity auction," Spearhead brought up, getting the same not-listening response from Flash, "and there was that escorting we were doing for that diplomat from Minox."

"Hmm," Flash was still not listening, keeping an eye out, like an eagle surveying its territory.

"And you remember the Shirish Coffee you had the day we went to Fillydelphia?"

That last one finally got Flash's attention, causing him to gulp and look nervously at Spearhead, who was giving him a raised brow, "Flash, buddy, I get it. You come from a storied lineage, and you feel pressured to live up to it. But don't forget, you're not your family or your ancestors. You're you! You have to be the you that you want to be, not what anypony else expects, and that also means being a Royal Guard of your own worth."

Groaning, Flash finally responded for real, "That Shirish Coffee will haunt me to my dying day..."

"Eh, you only made a bit of a fool of yourself in front of that celebrity," Spearhead teased with a playful shove with his wing.

"Well, hey! You're the one who gave me the Shirish Coffee to begin with!" Flash protested but he was smiling back as he smacked Spearhead's shoulder with his own wing.

"Only because I thought you were being too high-strung," debated Spearhead as the two guards shared a laugh, only for it to be cut short by a distant scream!

They looked down the street and just saw an earth pony wearing a flatcap run by, a bag in his mouth, and down the way he came from there was a unicorn mare in a dress, looking upset as she shrieked, "HELP!! HELP!!!"

"There's trouble and a thief, ahoof, Spearhead! It's on!" Flash wasted no time as he gave chase, ignoring Spearhead's yells to come back.

Chasing after the thief who'd just run by, Flash shouted after him, "Stop in the name of the law!"

The thief ignored him and turned a corner into a busy square full of ponies out and about, some overseeing souvenir or food stands, others doing street performances. Flash lost sight of the thief and took flight for a vantage point. Scanning the crowd of ponies, he searched, but too many of them were wearing hats and he'd barely gotten a glimpse of the thief. All he'd seen was the guy was an earth pony with a light gray coat and a clover green tail. Unfortunately, he hadn't gotten a good look at the thief's cutie-mark.

"C'mon, outlaw, where are you...?" Flash muttered urgently to himself as he scanned the ponies going to and fro, when he noticed one of them in a hurry and couldnt;' see a mane as it was covered by a flatcap!

Focusing his pegasus vision, he zeroed in and nodded once he had a good visual, "Target acquired!"

With gusto, Flash gave a mighty flap and dove straight for the thief... only for a bunch of balloons to rise up out of nowhere, blindsiding the impetuous guard and some of the strings entangling with his wings. He cried out in alarm as he fell and crashed into a vendor pony's fruit stand! As fruity produce was scattered across the ground, bruising them, Flash scrambled to his hooves and resumed the chase on hoof, yelling, "STOP!!"

Apparently the thief was ignoring him, so Flash sped up and knew he couldn't afford to lose his quarry in the crowd. He leapt up onto a picnic table, which just so happened to be in use by a family, ruining their picnic lunch, and he leapt from table to table, disturbing other ponies and making messes, all the while doing his best to catch up to the thief.

Reaching the edge of the square, Flash sped after the thief down another street.

"You're only making it harder on yourself!" he warned but still the thief ran.

They came to an intersection where ponies were drawing fancy carriages or pulling wagons full of goods. The thief saw how busy it was and screeched to a halt, only for Flash to yell, "YAAAAAUUUUUGGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!" as he tackled the stallion from behind, causing the two of them to somersault forward. Two ponies suddenly getting in the middle of a busy intersection quickly domino'd into a traffic jam of turbulent proportions. The ponies pulling their coaches, carriages, buggies, and wagons all tried to slow down, turn another way,

Miraculously, Flash and his caught felon were completely unharmed, as Flash was now sitting on his target's head to keep him restrained, and saying, "You're under arrest for petty theft, resisting arrest, and-and....well, I'll think of a third thing once my partner shows up."

It seemed that this crook was too stubborn to give up and admit defeat. His hind legs swung and kicked frantically in the air while he desperately tried pushing pegasus sitting on his snout off. He was even trying to shout probably throw a few vulgar insults, but those words were muffled and unheard through those toned, orange flanks.

An idea popped in Flash's head as he looked down at the criminal making pathetic attempts to escape from under his butt of justice. An idea that would definitely make this criminal think twice before committing another crime again. Especially a crime as petty as purse snatching.

A sinister grin spread across Flash's muzzle as he hiked his left hind leg up. "You have the right to remain silent!" Flash stated as if he were mocking the criminal, right before letting loose of a long bellow of hot air right into the criminal's snout! Flash sighs from the satisfaction of venting out all that built up pressure he's been holding in all day while on duty, which is followed by deep chuckle as he watched the criminal stallion's hind legs twitch ever so slightly from having to endure such a mighty fart directly to the snout. Likely paralyzed and speechless from the foul stench.

"FLASH!!!"

Flash finally took in his surroundings and felt his feathers molt in shock to see the chaos around him. Several wagons and carriages had overturned, spilling goods or passengers, some had crashed into places of business, and there were injuries.

Flash felt his blood run cold with realization as he saw Spearhead, giving him the most disappointed look the young pegasus had ever seen and he uttered, "Uh-oh..."

Flash could remember the day he got sent to the principal's office for pranking his third grade elementary school substitute. How afraid and nervous and tight his chest felt when he'd been glared down by his principal. That was nothing compared to the look Captain Shining Armor was giving him from across his desk.

"This... is a black mark, Private Sentry," Shining Armor spoke calmly yet there was a tense edge in his tone. "Multiple counts of property damage, endangering and causing the injury of several bystanders, causing a mass traffic accident, and assault in the form of farting on an innocent pony's head!"

"I- But- He was... he was a thief, Captain!" Flash protested desperately, "A purse snatcher!"

"SILENCE!!" Shining Armor snapped, "Your so-called purse snatcher was a courier in a hurry to deliver important documents for his client! Your SO Spearhead reported to me that you heard a mare crying out for help, and you saw that courier running, so your misjudgment is understandable-"

"But if he wasn't a thief, why was the mare screaming for help?" interrupted Flash, only to get such a stink eye he shrank back and zipped his lip.

"Because... if you'd checked on the mare first, you'd have found out she was startled by a rat that crawled out of the storm drain," answered Shining Armor with an even scold, causing Flash to sulk as he now felt more stupid than he'd ever felt before.
"Flash... this is the final straw. Your reckless actions have resulted in multiple counts of property damage and caused injuries to bystanders! You've tarnished the honor of the Royal Guard and the trust the public has in us! And this isn't the first time you've caused trouble, but this is most certainly the worst.

"I have no choice, Flash Sentry..."

"I understand, Captain," Flash bowed his head in sorrow as he reached into his uniform and pulled out his Royal Guard badge.

He placed it upon the captain's desk and stood up, "I'll go pack my things..."

"Oh no, you're not getting off that easily!" Shining Armor tut-tutted, "I'm not sacking you, Flash. I'm demoting you."

"D-demoting?! But sir, I..." Flash was confused, "I'm a private, the lowest rank there is! I can't go any..."

Then he noticed Shining Armor raise his brow and ever so subtly smirk and all of a sudden Flash had a bad feeling as he gulped, "There is another low I can go, is there..."

"Oh yeah... Flash Sentry, you are demoted. From Royal Guard, rank private..." Shining Armor paused for dramatic effect, "to police officer."

"P-poli- What?!" Flash was confused. "Captain, I don't understand!"

"Effectively immediately, you are on probation," explained Shining Armor, obviously enjoying this, "and as such, you shall be reassigned and relocated to carry out your probation as a police officer, charged to protect and serve the community where you will be assigned, until you have proven yourself a respectable officer of the law."

"But where?! And... for how long?" asked Flash, confused and nervous.

Shining Armor raised a brow and responded, "Longer now. As for where you'll be serving your probation... I have a certain place in mind, and I believe I have just the pony to serve as your supervisor. Pack your things, Sentry, because you're going to Ponyville!"

"Uh...." Flash said, completely stupefied and with a dumb look on his face.

It was mid-morning when Midnight knocked onto Twilight's door. When it opened, Midnight couldn't help but smile to see Twilight, who beamed to see her visitor, "Oh, good morning, Midnight. What brings you by?"

"Hello, Twilight, I'm sorry if this is a bad time," Midnight replied, rubbing the back of his head in a awkward sort of way.

"Not at all, please come in," Twilight invited and Midnight entered. "Can I offer you a drink or something?"

"Um, sure, ice water would be nice, thank you," Midnight couldn't help but admire Twilight's library. "If you don't mind me saying, Twilight, your library is very special."

"Well thank you, Midnight, but I didn't build it," Twilight giggled as she levitated in a pitcher of water and two glasses as she led Midnight to a nearby coffee table with sitting cushions for them to rest their flanks on. Once both were comfortably on their haunches, Twilight poured the ice water and offered Midnight his glass.
"When I first came here to Ponyville, Princess Celestia arranged for me to stay here since the old librarian moved away and they hadn't found a replacement. After I officially moved here, I took up the job as librarian to provide the service to the locals. Not to mention, it gave me access to a ready supply of books!"

Midnight chuckled, "You're every bit the bookworm I remember, Twily."

Twilight smiled back, "You and my brother are the only ones who still call me that. I'm glad to see you're still the same Midnight I remember."

"Well... i wouldn't say I'm exactly the Midnight you remember," Midnight responded with a hesitant look, to Twilight's puzzlement. But before she could ask what he meant, Midngiht reached into his saddlebag and pulled something out.
"Anyway, the reason I came to visit is because I have something here I'd like to share with you. A friend and I went exploring and found this old book in the Castle of the Two Sisters."

Almost immediately, Twilight's eyes lit up as Midnight explained, "It's a book on magic metallurgy and it's written in Old Equish. My understanding of the language is... amateur at best, so I was wondering if maybe you'd like to-"

"Translate it?!" Twilight had stars in her eyes as she looked at the book with awe and very gently opened it with her magic. Her eyes scanned the age-old words and illustrations, her smile growing wider and wider with every word she read.
"Midnight, this is so fascinating! I'd love to-"

"Twilight!"

The moment was interrupted as in came Spike, Twilight's little dragon assistant, holding a letter, "You've got something, from your brother, Shining Armor."

Walking away from Twilight's library, Midnight was a little bummed that she'd had to cut their visit short, But maybe I should check on Terra, see how he's doing.

Making his way to Terra's forge, Midnight knocked on the door but there was no answer. He tried knocking again but this calling, "Terra? It's me, Midnight! Can I come in?"

Again he was answered with silence, so Midnight decided to check just to be sure. It was still morning, after all. A quick sensor spell told him Terra was definitely inside, only he could sense Terra was actually in the forge around the front of the house. Stepping around, he approached the door and noticed it wasn't locked.

Opening it, he felt it was warm inside and just a tad musty from the smell of ashes, but it somehow made for a surprisingly cozy atmosphere.

"Terra?" Midnight called softly as he entered and he heard snore inside. Lightning up his horn, he stepped around a wall and found Terra snoozing by his anvil, Netitus hanging on the wall behind him. Midnight looked at the way Terra was sleeping and found it surprisingly cute. The big yellow earth pony was lying with his front hooves curled up under his head while his sizeable rump stuck in the air, looking plump yet firm in quite an appealing way (Midnight all of a sudden had the thought of playing bongos on Terra's butt), his dark brown tail slowly swishing back and forth, perhaps indicating to whatever Terra was dreaming about.

Then Midnight looked up at Netitus and was pleased to see it looked almost as good as new. It was polished to the point of being able to see his reflection in the metal, the scuffs and scratches and burns were gone, and while there was still a noticeable tear in the upper left edge of the shield and the magic that gave Netitus its fireproof qualities needed to be restored, overall it looked amazing!

"Incredible!" Midnight exclaimed, almost forgetting Terra was still asleep, which roused the blacksmith pony from his slumber with a confused snort.

"Snrk- uh, wha...?" Terra groaned before sitting up and yawning loudly and stretching his legs and spine from his awkward sleeping position.

"Oh- Sorry, Terra, g'morning," Midnight said apologetically, "I just saw the work you did on Netitus and by Stormbreaker's balls, Terra! You've got the hooves of a master smith!"

"Oh! Uh- Heh, thanks Midnight, but I've still got plenty of learning and practice to do before I can be considered a master smith," Terra chuckled modestly.

"Maybe, but seriously Terra!" Midnight looked at the shield again, "I thought you'd be good but this blows my mind! Granted there's still a little more work to do to restore it to its full pride and glory, but be that as it may, I insist on treating you to brunch."

"Oh, that's okay, Midnight, I-" Terra tried to decline, only for his golden gut to respond with a monstrous yet eager gurgly growl of healthy hunger, which caused Terra to blush and Midnight to laugh.

"Welp, guess that settles that!" Midnight chuckled. "And besides, you still haven't had a proper tour of Ponyville after I dragged you out on those excursions we had the other day."

"I guess you're right," Terra rubbed his hungry belly to calm it down, "and the beast has spoken. Let's go!"

Arriving at the local café, Midnight and Terra were seated by the waiter, Savoir Faire, who gave them their menus before asking, "May I start you off with anything, monseiurs?"

"A couple of chilled colt colas, please," Midnight requested.
"Uh, yeah, could we also get some appetizers while we wait too?" asked Terra before pointing out which ones he wanted from the menu.

Savoir nodded before leaving to get the stallions their drinks and appetizers and Midnight said, "You sure you want to start off with appetizers, Terra? We haven't even ordered our meals yet."

"Oh don't worry about me, Midnight," Terra waved off the concern as he continued to peruse the menu, "I've always had a healthy appetite."

"I don't doubt that," shrugged Midnight as he began to browse what he wanted to eat too, but then he asked, "So tell me, Terra. Where'd you learn to be a blacksmith anyway? I remember you telling your grandfather to say hello to your parents in Canterlot. Is that where you're from?"

"Huh? Oh yeah!" Terra perked up from his menu, which he'd been engrossed with the optional meals, "Canterlot born and raised, even though I'm no snob like those among the Canterlot Elite. One of my dads is the Royal Blacksmith for the Royal Guard, and he's always making sure that the guardsponies are well-equipped, and he's always looking for any way to improve the armor and weapons he forges.

"He and my grandpa taught me everything I know!" Terra declared with such pride that Midnight couldn't help but notice Terra's tail wagging behind him.

"Huh. I figured the Royal Guard had a smith," Midnight responded, leaning forward in interest, "but I never really paid much attention to the Royal Guard, even though Twilight's brother joined as a junior recruit way back before I ran off. I was always studying and practicing my magic, per Princess Celestia's wishes."

Terra noticed the slight resentment in Midnight's tone there and said, "I'm... sure she just wanted you to be prepared for your future."

"There's that, I guess," Midnight shrugged, "If I hadn't known even half of what I knew before I ran away I'd have never survived on my own."

Terra's ears went down, a physical indicator of his sympathy, and Midnight quickly cleared his throat and changed the subject, "So, uh... what was it like, growing up in Canterlot? Your dad may have been the royal smith but you and I obviously never met."

"Well, you and I probably never met because I've only ever been in the forge and the training grounds at the castle," replied Terra, "My dad, Iron Anvil, would often take me with him to work and teach me how to be a smith while my other dad, Bastion, would take me to the training grounds at the end of his shift so we could practice some swordplay. Y'know, just some quality time with each of my dads!"

"Dads? You have two fathers?" asked Midnight, genuinely interested.

Terra sheepishly rubbing the back of his head. "It's a bit of a long story, but yeah I have two dads. They both raised me for as long as I can remember, and I love them both equally as my parents."

"I wish I'd had parents, even if they'd been same-sex," sighed Midnight while resting his cheek onto his hoof. "Don't get me wrong, Celestia was a good guardian, but... well, I used to wonder how my life would have been if I'd had normal parents."

Terra felt his heart sink to see his friend look depressed, and he wasn't sure what to say next. Thankfully, the awkward moment was saved by Savoir Fare's arrival.
"Your drinks and appetizers, monsieur."

"Oh! Thank you very much," Terra said just a tad too loudly before leaning over and whispering to Savoir, "Impeccable timing."

"I try, monsieur," Savoir whispered back before he cleared his throat and pulled out a pen and notepad, "Now, I trust you've had time enough to decide on your meals?"

Midnight was reconsidering ordering a meal as he saw the large portions of appetizers Savoir had just served them, but Terra spoke up before he could say anything.
"Let's see, I'll have..." Terra halted for but a moment and then the moment ended, as Terra asked for this, for that, for these, for those, a side of this, two bowls of that dipping sauce, to add a little garnish to that dish, going on and on to the point where his order was enough to feed a family of eight, leaving both Midnight and Savoir dumbfounded.
"Oh, and I'll probably need some refills of my colt cola so I'll be able to wash it all down."

"Er, as... you wish, monsieur," Savoir hoped the pantries and refrigerators were stocked this morning, and he turned to Midnight, "And.... you, monsieur?"

"Uh, I'll have... a platter of spaghetti and wheatballs, covered with parmesan cheese, and garlic bread with marinara dipping sauce, please," Midnight requested though he was already starting to regret offering this brunch to Terra and hoped his funds would be able to cover it.

"Very good, monsieurs," Savoir cleared his throat, "Completing your orders... may take some time, so until then, enjoy the appetizers and let me know if you need anything else."

"Thanks," Terra smiled as Savoir left, and he noticed Midnight giving him a look. "What?"

"Terra, I get you have a big appetite, but are you sure you can eat everything you just ordered?!" Midnight looked flabbergasted.

"Pff~" Terra responded with a roll of his eyes and an wave of his hoof. "That's nothing! This is like a normal serving of dinner when I was barely in my teens. You should see how much both of by dads could eat in one sitting!"

"Well... okay," Midnight gulped, knowing this brunch wasn't going to be cheap, which Terra noticed.

"Oh! No worries, Midnight, I'll cover my half of the bill," Terra assured, "I'm used to paying for meals like this. I know you wanted to treat me, but let's just split it, huh?"

"Okay, if you're sure," Midnight was somewhat relieved but he knew even half the bill was going to be expensive... when all of a sudden Terra ceased any interest in conversation and dug in like there was no tomorrow!

Midnight and other patrons of the café watched mortified as Terra scarfed and gulped and om-nom-nom'd and slurped, and though it was kind of disgusting, Midnight couldn't help but be impressed, It's been over a minute and he hasn't come up for air!

Suddenly realizing he had to be ready to pay the bill, Midnight dug into his magic saddle bags. These bags were among his biggest achievements in his magical studies, as the art of creating extra-dimensional space was very difficult. He'd had to learn from books and through trial and error, recalling some of the objects he'd lost from his earlier attempts to create magic bags, Good thing I didn't use live test subjects back then...

But as he dug through his bags, Midnight was having trouble finding the pocket inside where he kept his Bits, partly because some of the pockets inside had his other possessions on the verge of spilling out. Sighing, he started taking things out to make his search easier, such as his Obsidian Eye, his Lookout Glass, a Pink Pearl he'd been gifted by a Seapony, a magic charm bracelet where the "charms" were actually shrunken objects, his Skeleton Key he stole from a Cat in Klugetown, the roll of Magic Cloth he'd spun with his own mana, his Power Belt which triples the wearer's strength and stamina, an oil painting which was actually a portal to the place the painting depicted, and then he started pulling out phials of his potions.

One of which he absentmindedly set a little too close to Terra's side of the table.

As Terra was already nearly through with his appetizers, he felt the need to wet his whistle and reached for his cola, only to unknowingly grab the potion phial Midnight had set on the table, rather close to Terra's drink. He quickly guzzled the phial, washing down the food in his mouth, so he didn't really notice the taste of the liquid, while he set the phial back down onto the table, only for it to teeter over the edge and onto the ground below.

Once he'd gotten it all down, he licked his lips and noticed his drink was still full. Unsure of what had just happened, he shrugged it off, not realizing the potion was already doing its work inside his system.

"Phew, here it is," Midnight pulled out a sizable pouch of Bits and kept it at the ready while he magick'd all the objects he'd pulled out back into his bags.

"I hope our food shows up soon," Terra felt his belly grumble as he rubbed it, not even close to being satisfied, "The beast demands satisfaction."

"Heh, well I'm just glad I'm not an appetizer on your plate, Terra," Midnight joked and the two of them shared a good laugh when they heard a 'hem-hem', and looked to see it was Savoir Fare pushing a food-serving cart with his snoot while pulling a second one behind him with his tail.

"Your meals, monsieurs," Savoir declared as he started putting all the dishes of food Terra had ordered onto his side of the table, creating a mountain of food Midnight couldn't see Terra over. Then Savoir served Midnight his spaghetti and wheatballs with garlic bread and marinara sauce, and he made sure to give them refills although only Midnight had taken a few sips of his drink while Terra's was still full and already condensing.
"Bon appétit."

"Time to dig in!" Terra cheered and again his gluttonous scarfing resumed while Midnight awkwardly chuckled and prepared to eat his first bite when he saw something on the ground.

"Huh?" He levitated it up and saw it was one of his potions, except it was empty. "Aw, it must've tipped over and spilled onto the ground. Aw well, it's not that hard a potion to make."

Shrugging, Midnight stowed the empty phial into his magic bag and started wondering as he began to eat, "Should I restock on ingredients? I haven't needed an Elasticity Potion in a while, but it always pays to be prepared."

Finally enjoying his meal, Midnight ignored Terra as he continued to inhale his mountain of food, although it was already shrinking to the point where it wasn't even a hill. Midnight realized that Terra wasn't always chewing his food but rather swallowing mouthfuls whole, which disappeared down his gullet as big bulges in his throat. Indeed, his floofy round belly was ballooning by the second, rounding out and expanding like a rising souffle in an oven.

Yet again, disturbing as it was, Midnight couldn't help but be awed, impressed by Terra's mighty appetite and how he ate without pause and seemingly without breath.

In a short while, Terra had finished all of his food and his belly hung out between his legs as he sighed although he didn't seem to be satisfied, and Midnight still wasn't finished with his own meal. Then he noticed Terra eyeing his spaghetti and was beginning to drool, "Are... you gonna finish that?"

"Seriously, Terra?! You ate practically half your weight in food and you're still hungry?!" Midnight gobbledygooked in disbelief, "Look how big your stomach is!"

"I know, but..." Terra gazed down at his belly in dismay, patting it, and finding it strangely bouncy, "for some reason, I just can't help but feel as though I could still eat more. Honestly, Midnight, I... I'm feeling kinda... loosey-goosy, or something."

"I trust the meal was satisfactory, gentlecolts?"

"WHAA!" Midngiht and Terra jumped in their seats to see Savoir at the side of their table when he hadn't been there a moment ago.

Once the feeling of surprise passed, Midnight noticed Terra was about to say something, but quickly interjected, "Uh- Yes! Everything was great and we're ready to pay for that fantastic meal and service."

"Wha-!? But i'm not full-" Terra tried to protest, only for his mouth to literally zip closed, and he noticed Midnight's horn glimmering, obviously having cast a spell.

"I have my half of the bill here," Midnight offered the pouch of Bits, "and you can put the rest on Terra's tab. Oh!"

Midnight quickly fished out a ruby the size of a robin egg from his bag, "And consider this a generous tip, good sir."

"My, my! Your generosity is most appreciated, sir," Savoir accepted the ruby and collected the pouch of Bits, "Monsieur Terra's tab will be established and waiting for him to pay it the next time he visits our café. Have a good day, monsieurs."

Pulling the zipper on his lips open, Terra tried to protest again, "But I-"

"Time to go," Midnight declared as he levitated the bloated earth pony and took him away, much to Savoir's relief.

"Thank Goddess, our kitchen stores couldn't take another order from him!"

After leaving the café, Midnight decided to take Terra on a tour around Ponyville, introducing the smith to some of the locals, like Mr. Davenport and his Quills & Sofa store, Ditzy Doo the klutzy yet sweethearted neighborhood mailmare, Big Macintosh over at Sweet Apple Acres, Cheerileee, the schoolteacher of the Ponyville Schoolhouse, and Doctor Time Turner Whooves, the local mad scientist and keeper of the Ponyville Clocktower.

All the while Terra kept asking if they could find another place to get something to eat, only for Midnight to get pushy and move him along.

After a long tour around town, Terra collapsed onto a park bench, whining, "I can't... go on... much longer. Gotta... find... eats!"

"Alright, fine, mister drama pony," Midnight sighed before smirking, "Because it just so happens I saved the best for last... Time to get something sweet at the local bakery and sweet shop, Sugarcube Corner!"

"Really?! A bakery that also sells sweets?!" Terra sat right up with happy stars in his eyes.

Chuckling, Midnight said, "C'mon, let's go."

Reaching Sugarcube Corner didn't take long, all the while Midnight told Terra about Carrot Cake, his wife Cup Cake, and their recently born twin foals, Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake. As they neared the door, Midnight was saying, "...and try not to be overwhelmed by their employee, Pinkie Pie."

"The... party pony you mentioned before?" asked Terra.

"Uh-huh, I'm still trying to get used to her," Midnight said as he opened the door and they walked in... only to find it oddly dark. "Huh. The door's open but I can't see a thing."

"Maybe they're closed?" suggested Terra.

"They shouldn't be, this time of day they're-" Midnight was interrupted as the lights quickly came on, blinding both stallions and they both heard a resounding:

"SUR-PRISE!!"

"Ha-ha, wow!" Terra smiled in awe to see Sugarcube Corner packed with all the ponies he'd met ever since he'd first arrived in Ponyville, including some he hadn't met yet.

There was a table packed with party foods, like nachos, pizza, potato chips, cupcakes, a punch bowl, pies, and a lot more delectable treats, and there was even a table with a few presents on it.

"SURPIRSE!" Pinkie Pie popped up in front of Terra and Midnight, the yellow stallion yelping at the pink pony's sudden entrance. "Hiya, Terra! I saw you hanging out with Midnight yesterday, but you left town before I could come meet you and say hi, so then I decided to just go ahead and plan your 'Welcome to 'Ponyville' party and have it here at Sugarcube Corner waiting for you!"

"Uh, thanks, Pinkie Pie, right?" Terra gathered, "Midnight told me about you, but... how'd you know we'd come here?"

Then he felt a hoof and saw Midnight giving him a weary smile, "Terra, just accept it's Pinkie being Pinkie, and go with it. I'm still having trouble with that, myself."

Terra had an easy time immersing himself into the crowd, like a social butterfly. While Terra wasn't one for crowds or making small talk with others he didn't know well, Midnight's presence (along with the snack table nearby) emboldened him. Terra was able to announce himself as the new blacksmith and some of the attendees asked if they could get some tools or other things repaired, and he assured them he'd take care of it, which was something of a relief to Terra, as it meant he'd be getting business for his forge.

When finally Terra got to the snack table, he started to pig out with hearty abandon and was reduced to tears of how breathtakingly delicious everything was!

Midnight then boasted that Terra could eat more cupcake than Pinkie Pie, to which the party pony responded 'IT'S ON.' Indeed, the cupcake eating contest was epic and awe-inspiring to every party-goer in attendance as they bore witness to cupcake clash between the pink and the portly.

"Alright, dearies, I'm afraid that's enough!" declared a nervous Cup Cake and all eyes turned to her. "I'm afraid we can't make anymore cupcakes for this... contest between the host and the guest of honor."

All eyes turned back to mentioned host and guest of honor, the both of them absolutely stuffed with cupcake! Pinkie looked like an overstuffed animal, with her legs struggling to right herself as she rolled over onto her back whereas Terra looked like blimp with the head of a pony, only he wore the inflation much better.

"Ah! Good contest, Pinkie!" Terra offered a friendly bro-hoof and Pinkie tried to bro-hoof back, only she couldn't reach around her tremendous tummy, whining in a childish way as she struggled to circumvent her girth. So Terra met her all the way, satisfying them both.

When Terra tried to stand up however,m he realized his belly had outgrown his legs and thus had was forced to stand upright onto his hindlegs, making his belly even more apparent, but he rubbed it with pride as he said, "Heh, I'm starting to look like my pop!"

"His... pop?" whispered Rarity, a little disgusted by the display.
"His pop is the Royal Blacksmith," Midnight whispered back, "and Terra said his pop's much bigger than he is on a normal day."

Clearing his throat, Terra said, "Well, first off, I wanna say, thank you everypony, and especially Pinkie Pie and my new bud, Midnight Blaze, all of you for making me feel more than welcome here in Ponyville. I believed when I moved here that Ponyville was going to be a great place to make a new beginning, and I was right.

"It's only my second day here, and I've had more fun and excitement in Ponyville than I've had in a long time. I look forward to having more good times and making more friends and good memories here, and I guess the only other thing I can say is...!" Terra felt a pressure inside him, a bubbling feeling inside his stomach, and the way he'd been patting his belly and making it bounce and wobble seemed to have been the catalyst, as a loud, gurgly sound came from his belly, causing several ponies to step back, whether in disgust or fear or both, but then Terra's belly lurched and he yelped as he tried to hold it, but it was as if there was something inside, squirming to break free.

And the guttural sounds were getting louder and Terra was starting to groan in severe discomfort, as Midnight suddenly realized.

"Take cover..." Midnight said in a rising voice before he yelled, "HE'S GONNA BLOOOOOOOWWWWW!!!!!!"

Ponies cried out in alarm as they hid behind furniture, ran out the door or up the stairs, jumped out the windows or over the countertop as Terra fell back onto his butt, groaning as he felt the pressure inside rise up.... and he opened his mouth-

*BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhh....*

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The silence that followed was tense and nerve-wracking, as one by one did the attendees slowly peek from their hiding places at Terra's belly, who, while still plenty stuffed from all the snacks and cupcakes he'd eaten, had shrunken down a little now that it had dispelled all the gas from his stomach acids working overtime. Then Midngiht teleported to his friend's side and gave him a cheeky smirk, "Feeling better?"

"I sure do!" Terra declared, putting a hoof around Midnight's back and pulling the unicorn closer in a friendly manner. The side of Midnight's head and muzzle were pressed right up against that big, round belly and sinking into it slightly from how soft it was. With his ear right up against that belly, Midnight could hear the muffled and faint gurgles and glorp sounds Terra's stomach make to work down the countless amount of cupcakes he devoured. "Though, I still think I have room for more..."

For a brief moment, it looked like Terra was giving Midnight a hungry gaze in his eyes while slowly licking his lips. Raising his brow, Midnight suddenly gut-punched Terra, causing him to double over and suppress a whine as Midnight chuckled, "You're kind of a freak, you know that, right?"

Terra looked up at Midnight, a tear welling up in one eye but smiling as he waved a hoof at Midnight and said, "Takes one to know one... urgh, wasn't expecting that, though..."

They heard someone scoff and looked to see it was Twilight as she gave them a smirk and said, "Boys..."

"Yeah, not that this party isn't fun an' all, but..." Rainbow Dash spoke up, "can we have something a little... stronger than punch?"

"Well why didn't you say so?" Pinkie Pie rolled in another punch bowl, "Say hello to Pinkie's Poignant Party Punch, patent pending."

"Pinkamena Pie, alcohol at a casual get-together?" Rarity raised a disapproving brow.

"Oh, it's only a light booze, Rarity," Pinkie assured, "just enough to give everypony an encouraging buzz."

Midnight and Terra shared a competitive smile.
"Punch pong?"
"You're on!"

"I, uh.... I call ... foul!" slurred Terra a half hour later.

The party had ended and everypony was going home. Terra and Midnight and even Twilight, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and Applejack had enjoyed several rounds of Punch Pong while Rarity, Fluttershy, and some of the other attendees had enjoyed some light drinking of the spiked punch.

Terra however might have imbibed a wee bit too much, as he was struggling to stand up on his hind hooves as his engorged belly was still too large for him to walk on all four of his hooves.

"Uh, is he gonna be okay to get home?" asked Rainbow Dash as they all piled out of Sugarcube Corner.

"Don't worry about Terra, I'll make sure he gets home okay," assured Midnight as he stood up on his own hindlegs and put Terra's foreleg around his shoulders.

"Magic! Unfaaaaiiirrrrrrrppp," Terra burped as he struggled to keep his balance and his clarity. The sight of the tipsy pony caused everypony to giggle when Midnight looked to Twilight.

"So, Twily... any chance we could check out the book soon?" he asked.

"I have to meet someone at the train station tomorrow," Twilight replied with a twinkle in her eye as she smiled, "but I'll definitely get back to you about that book. Is that okay?"

Midnight smiled back, "Absolut-"

"HURK!!" Terra didn't look so good as he covered his mouth with his free hoof, his cheeks bulging and everypony reared back in disgust.

"Gottago,Twily,seeya!" Midnight blurted out in a hurry before he teleported himself and Terra away.

A flash of light quickly dimmed to reveal Midngiht and Terra standing in the middle of the engorged yellow pony's living room, which was quite cozy albeit a tad sparse as Terra had yet to start setting up his own furnishings to give the house his own personal touch.

"Uhhh..." Terra groaned, having managed to keep down his earlier verge of puking his guts out, much to Midnight's relief.

"Ugh, okay, big guy, let's get you to bed," Midnight started to lead Terra towards the hallway, only for Terra to struggle.

"Nnnooo, Daddy, I don' wanna go t' beeeed...." he complained, still slurring his words as he pulled away from Midnight and fell back onto his plumped-up plot.

"C'mmmooonnnn, Terra..." Midnight tried to pull the big earth pony onto his hooves, "We-we... we reaaaalllllyyyy gotta sleep off the buzz."

"How`bout I put you t' bed?" giggled Terra as he stood up and picked up Midnight as though he were a colt and dropped him onto the couch, when Terra's belly rumbled yet again.
"Huh... guess the beast is-is, uh... yeah, still hungry! I think I got some graham crackers in my pantry, wanna share?"

"Seriously, Terra? You're still hungry...?" Midnight peeked over the couch to see Terra step through the doorway to his kitchen, only to stop mid-way because of his enlarged and rotund barrel, and Terra started grunting and groaning as he tried to go all the way through... only to slump down, grumbling.

"I'm stuck..."

"You're stu.... You're-!!" Midnight blew a raspberry before bursting out in guffawing laughter as he fell back onto the couch, waving his hooves in the air as he enjoyed a good laugh at Terra's expense.

"S'not funny!" Terra snapped, but Midnight only laughed more.

"You- you- you- you said.... snot!" laughed Midnight as Terra grunted and groaned as he tried again to fit through the door frame, but his barrel, belly, and behind were all just too big no matter what he tried.

Sighing, Terra slumped again before he asked in a flat yet embarrassed way, "Help a pony out?"

"Ha-ha-hoo! Oh... sure, pal, hold on," Midnight finally stood up and came to give the situation a closer look. First he checked on Terra's girth and how it was pinched within the door frame, and then he stepped back, "You'll have to stand up again, please."

"Okay..." Terra did that, his round and large rump rising up as he stood up on his hooves.

"Hmm, I, uh.... I... think I'm gonna have to give you a push," said Midnight. "So... on the count of three, I'm gonna run and give you a big push, and you try and pull when I do that, okay?"

"Uh, yeah, but... Midnight?" Terra tried to say, but Midnight was already stepping back to get a running start.

"One..."

"Midnight, I think I should say-"

"Two...!"

"Midnight, seriously! Wait!"

"THREE!!" Midnight charged forward, positioning himself to push into Terra's butt with his shoulder... only for the carpet he stepped onto to slip out under his step, causing Midnight to lose his balance!
"Ye- WHOAOOAOAGGGGHHH!!!!"

What happened next, was almost too terrible, too humiliating, too disgusting, too mentally-scarring for words!

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Almost... as Midnight struggled to regain his balance as his forward momentum carried him towards his intended target, he miscalculated his aim, so that instead of his shoulder pushing into Terra's promiscuous plot... it was his muzzle instead.

Before he realized it, Midnight found his muzzle buried between Terra's lower cheeks, and the intense stallion musk permeating the area around Terra's tailpipe preceded the sounds of Terra's discomfort as his innards were disturbed by the sudden impact, loosening Terra's clenched sphincter and what he had been holding back was unleashed... upon a poor unfortunate soul.

*FRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPHHTT~~!!!*

Midnight's snoot and muzzle were greeted with a dank, muggy and futrid barrage of hot stallion gas with enough force to blow his mane back for the several seconds it lasted.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyyeeeeeaaaaahhhhh...." Terra groaned in goddess-thanking relief, when he heard what sounded like somepony falling flat on his back, and he remembered exactly what had just happened.

He craned his head to peer over his shoulder but couldn't see Midnight, as his rump was blocking his view. It was then Terra noticed he didn't feel so pinched in the door frame, and shifted a bit that he realized he didn't feel stuck anymore. He shimmied backwards, his barrel and belly still making it a snug fit, but he freed himself, turned around, and saw Midnight laying on the floor, his eyes wide open and the pupils shrunk down to pinpricks, his jaw open yet quivering as he seemed to be struggling to breath, making teeny little mini-gasps, almost as if he were afraid to breath at all.

Gulping and feeling so embarrassed, Terra chuckled awkwardly as he uttered, "Uhhhhheh-heh, excuse me?"

As the initial shock of having his face somewhere no face should ever be and being bomblasted out of it, Midnight finally GASPED for air as he coughed and spat and groaned and sat up onto his haunches while waving the nasty from his poor, abused muzzle.

Although he was still embarrassed, Terra was also still drunk, so he began laughing kind of stupidly, "Heh, if you think this is bad, you wouldn't last a minute in the same room as both of my dads, heheheheheh!"

"Buck.... you....!!" Midngiht seethed as the air finally began to clear as he struggled to his hooves, but as utterly incensed as he was, he knew it was an accident, so.... he took a deep breath, counted to ten, and then very calmly yet with an edge in his tone, he said, "We... will never... speak of this... again..."

And the way his turquoise eyes burned with mana, even Terra felt his survival instincts, and he responded with a whimpering, "Got it!"

The tense moment was cut short by another ornery grumble from Terra's tummy, which lurched and shook in a hangry sort of way.

"Oh! Uh, how `bout I.... share a snack with you, huh Midnight?" Terra turned back to the doorway to his kitchen and this time he managed to squeeze through, and Midnight sighed as he followed. At a safe distance of six hooves away.

He looked as Terra was looking in his cupboards, muttering about where he'd put those snacks and Midngiht sighed, "Terra, c'mon, let's call it a night. Don't you think you've eaten enough today already?"

"Uh, I dunno, Midnight..." Terra said, still somewhat drunk as he turned towards the cupboards beneath the counter, his rump in the air as he bent down.
"I've been eating and eating and eating...but I just can't help feeling like I can still eat more."

"Seriously, Terra, you're gonna make yourself-" Midnight tried to say as he went to close the cupboards Terra had left open, only to feel his horn bump into something and he groaned as something poured down from the cupboard and onto his mane.

"Augh, what is this?!" Midnight complained as he reached up to touch his mane and realized what had poured onto him was something very sticky.

Hearing Midnight, Terra turned to look at him but opened his mouth to let out a huge yawn, as the long day he'd had, along with being drunken, tired, and hungry, was making it harder and harder to keep a clear head. Sniffing, Terra licked his lips and chuckled dumbly, "That's, uh... that's honey."

"Ugh, perfect, now I'm gonna have to shower when I get back to-!!" Midnight found himself interrupted by Terra giving him a big sloppy lick across the cheek, "What the bu- Terra?! What are you doing?!"

"Mmm, not bad... but you could use some more honey," Terra said, looking at Midnight in a hungry way before he grabbed the bottle of honey and poured more onto Midnight's head, to the unicorn's chagrin.

"Terra, stop!" Midngiht groaned, feeling gross, both physically and emotionally, but the day was catching up to him too as he was started to feel exhaustion settle in.

Ignoring Midnight's protests and struggles, Terra plopped down onto his huge haunches as he pulled Midnight into a tight hug all the while licking Midnight's face as the unicorn tried to get free, mumbling at Terra to stop.

"Ohhh...Gotta say, Midnight..." Terra said as he continued to slurp and lick the confused unicorn, "you just might be, mmm... the tastiest snack in here..."

"Wai- what...? Terra?" Although he was too tired and inebriated to clearly see what was going on here, Midnight's eyes widened in disbelieving horror as Terra opened his mouth as wide as he could... and glomped it onto Midnight's face!

Terra's saliva, along with the honey all over Midnight's head and mane, easily lubricated the unicorn, making it much easier for the wasted earth pony to begin the challenge of swallowing such a large "morsel". Inside Terra's mouth, Midnight was in shock and disbelief that this was happening and at first he thought, I-it's just a joke, yeah! Terra's pulling one over me...

But hearing Terra's mmmm's and gulps and the fact he wasn't stopping, clued Midnight in that this was really happening! He tried to focus his magic, but his inebriation muddled his ability to muster any mana for a spell, Oh why didn't I burn off all the alcohol?!

Then, for a moment, Midnight thought, Uh- okay, even if he's really doing this, he can't swallow me, I'm too big!

But then the back of Terra's throat expanded and Midnight's whole head was now inside Terra's mouth and he felt his nose beginning to enter Terra's esophagus. Still struggling fruitlessly, Midnight couldn't believe this was happening, This is impossible! How can he be doing this, it's almost as if his body is stretchin- !!

Then, finally it hit him. Stretching. The way Terra's throat was expanding to accommodate him, even as Terra's mouth was just enveloping Midnight's shoulders and he felt his forelegs getting pinned as he sank further into Terra's throat.

My elasticity potion! he realized, recalling how the phial had been empty back at the café and Midnight had thought he'd spilled it into the ground. Terra must have drank it by mistake and that's why he's been constantly hungry all day! His stomach was expanding to fit in whatever he ate... and now that's about to include me!!!

Indeed, Midnight's head, neck, and forelegs were completely enveloped and now Terra had reached Midnight's barrel... and the earth pony lifted Midnight upwards and was now using gravity to assist in swallowing the unicorn, like a bird! Midnight's hind legs and long tail were thrashing about, trying to get free but it was useless. By now, Midnight was being pulled in through the esophagus, and he felt his nose reach a ring of muscle that stretch around him, and he realized, I'm about to reach his stomach!!

But then... Midnight felt his descent halt, and he felt Terra's tongue on his stomach, and he wondered, Is Terra realizing what he's doing? Is he about to spit me...!!!!

And then, Midnight felt Terra's tongue reach further down to below Midnight's stomach. He felt Terra's moan vibrate around him as Terra's tongue reached Midnight's nether regions! Midnight was shocked yet again, so stunned he could not think, only feel the slippery muscle wiggle and slather al around in between Midnight's hind legs!

He- He's not- HE IS!!! Midnight felt it. Every lick, every probe, every push of saliva-laced pressure on his sheath and his balls, and as mortified as he was, he couldn't help it as he felt his stallionhood react to his increasing arousal!

He should have felt embarrassed. He should have felt outraged! Disgusted, violated, and yet... It... it...! It feels... so! GOOD!!

Midnight was panting from this most unusual of blowjobs that he almost didn't notice when his whole head popped into Terra's stomach sac. It was engorged with the mushed up remains of everything Terra had eaten today and still there was enough room for Midnight to breathe. Midnight felt his arousal building, his senses dulled by the spiked punch, his clarity muddled by his exhaustion and the thin air he breathed and the impending sensation of climax!

But then, Midnight felt a shift as Terra moved, and Midnight sank even further down Terra's throat, his forelegs joining him in Terra's stomach sac, while Tera's lips now closed around Midnight's hind legs and the unicorn was denied the satisfaction of a blow job well done!

"Are you freakin' KIDDING ME?!" Midnight shouted angrily inside Terra, but the huge earth pony was still out of it, only hungry instinct spurring him to finish his unwilling meal. Terra reared up onto his hind legs and gave a mighty SWALLOW, finally getting Midnight's hind legs down as he dropped entirely into Terra's belly, which bounced down wards from Midnight's weight.

Terra then finished up by slurping up Midnight's long leonine tail like it was a spaghetti noodle, and fell back onto his haunches, sighing in satisfaction as he sleepily mumbled, "I'm full now..."

"Terra? Terra, don't you fall asleep on me, you cannibal!" Midnight yelled from inside Terra's belly, his voice reverberating off the stomach walls, and it was quite disgusting as he was curled up in a mess of mushy foodstuffs from practically a whole day of eating! He felt what seemed to be pats on the stomach wall near his head and realized Terra must be patting his belly.

"T...today... was a good... day..." Terra stood up, his gargantuan gut swaying like a hammock underneath him, as he sleepily started to leave his kitchen. But then... he collapsed into blissful sleep. Right onto his stomach. Crushing onto Midnight, who whined as he felt like he was being buried under a dozen sacks of flour.

"Oh, he's fallen asleep!" Midnight whimpered, but he could still move and did his best to shift into a comfortable position, which wasn't easy as it took a while before he could get even remotely comfortable. Finally, he settled and tried to focus his magic, only for it to fritz into nothing.
"I'm still noxious from the spiked punch... oh well. I suppose this couldn't get any worse."

*Buuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrppppp....*

The booming sound of a burp vibrated around Midnight and he felt the stomach walls tighten, making him feel even more cramped inside of Terra than he already was, much to Midnight's chagrin as he groaned in utter dismay.
"This is gonna be a loooonnnnggg night..."