Lamias and ladders

by THEJamiboi

Rating: teen
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Original Character, Fetish, Adventure
Length: 11705

Ruby, Bolt and Twinwing head to a festival hosting a new and rather popular game that has swept the lamia ruled lands, a deliciously sweet experience awaits them all~!

Ruby, Bolt and Twinwing head to a festival hosting a new and rather popular game that has swept the lamia ruled lands, a deliciously sweet experience awaits them all~!

Just a short story I wanted to do, it's pure vore, with implied digestion but also regeneration so no dark tag. Also, this takes place in the Grand Dinner universe, don't need to read it to enjoy this however!

Also, can you guess all the OCs I used? Probably not, but it'll be interesting to see who can identify any of them.

Published 2019-07-17 21:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2019-07-17 21:40:02 UTC

Lamias and ladders

The day was perfect; clear blue skies, a soothing wave of heat from the bright sun and a hint of clouds to contain the end-of-spring heat. Below this beautiful sky a huge open field sat nestled below in a wide flat valley, lush grass and small daises and dandelion patches coating the ground. At the centre of the valley however a small hamlet village had covered part of the grass with a huge covering of wooden tiles, each roughly the size of a barn door with a number etched on them in the corner of their white boarder, from one all the way up to one-thousand. The tiles had been organised in equal rows of fifty and stretched up forming a massive rectangle along the field. On this massive board were various decorations of wooden ladders streaking across from one tile high up to another, some going up only one row whilst others could go up any to a maximum of seven. However, the board was also covered in pictures of snakes of various colours, magical runes etched into their streaking bodies as their lifelike drawings waited patiently to send those unlucky enough to land on their eager heads back down the board.

Around the giant snakes and ladders board, the whole area was marked off with a low strung wooden railing to keep players in, there were only two entrances, one at the number one tile and one right at the far end beside the one-thousand tile as an exit. By the number one tile there was a pair of small white cloth covered tables with a pony sat behind each one, one labelled ‘prey’ and the other ‘predators’, a series of empty books were piled on one side of each with one open facing the waiting pony or lamia. Behind them was a huge exterior fence filled with other ponies, watching eagerly to see who arrived, on the edge of the fence further from the board was a small sign with the message ‘Lamias and ladders, the enlarged and enhanced version of the standard board game, sign up to play a round with hundreds of other prey and predators nipping at your hooves. First time with the game? Don’t worry, the rules are explained before beginning! (Alternative bands provided for soul snip players, lamia players must provide one prey player for admission per game)’.

The game was proving to be one of the most popular at the Summer Farm festival the town of Silver Stream was hosting, ponies and lamias from Canterlot had even come down to partake on the second day when word got up to them about it. In the queue of lamias a snow white and fiery red maned unicorn lamia was looking over the opposite queue, inspecting the potential targets for those she’d most desire to snag during the game… or after.

“Mistress… do we have to play, what if another lamia catches one of us?” The lamia looked back at her two pets she brought with her.

The first, the one who had spoken, was a blood red pegasus with a brown and red streaked mane and tail, his blue eyes were looking around at the many lamias and their own prey (some of which the lamias had likely grabbed on the way to the festival itself when they found out they needed to provide one) the second prey was a white stallion pegasus with a vivid orange and blue tipped mane and tail, his orange eyes were also looking around but he seemed more curious than concerned like his friend. His wings however were more unique than any other as he had a double pair and were tipped blue and green at the end, making him stand out even more than before, although both stood out as they were some of the very few pegasi amongst the crowd of prey waiting in line and many lamias were eyeing them up for their rare and desired flavour.

“Oh Bolt, it’s just a fun game… you can enjoy yourself; I swear I don’t mind if you get snagged by somepony else. But if you’re concerned about not seeing my belly, they have a soul snip stand in the festival grounds, I’ll just bring you back after and you can explore that for the rest of the festival if you want.” Bolt highly doubted Ruby’s resolve about permitting him being eaten by any other lamia would hold up if it actually happened, but she was right, the festival was scheduled to go on for at least six more days so he could at least enjoy his time.

“Oh… maybe at night, I’d like to try some of the games.” Bolt said and his Mistress chuckled.

“I’m sure you would.” She said as the line moved forward and she was able to reach the table, looping her long tail up around her pets’ necks and tugging them forward.

The pony at the desk’s eyes widened at seeing the white lamia and bowed her head a little “Miss Scales, it’s so nice you could attend the festival as well.” She said.

“As well?” She inquired.

“Th-The Queen herself is already waiting for the game to begin and now her hypnotic tail too.” The pony stammered, clearly the festival planners hadn’t expected such a large turn-out, nor for there to be such lamias of high status to be among them.

“Heh, well isn’t that interesting. But besides that, can you put my name down and state that I am providing two prey, I hope that will allow me to play a second round afterwards.” Ruby said with a smile and the pony nodded.

“Of course, one prey per round, I’ll give you two bands and they’ll take one at the start of each game, the first game starts at nine.” The pony said, quickly scribbling Ruby’s name with a slight shake “And your prey?” She asked.

“Boltblood Thundercloud and Twinwing.” Ruby said putting a hoof on Bolt’s head before placing her hoof onto the dual winged pegasus as she spoke their names.

“Right, are you regular prey or soul snipped?” She asked.

“Bolt is soul snipped, Twinwing isn’t… yet.” Ruby muttered the last part and Twinwing smiled sheepishly.

“Here you are.” The game runner held out four bands, two red, one purple and the other green, Ruby took the red ones, Bolt the purple and Twinwing the green, slipping them onto their hooves.

“Thank you.” Ruby said looping a coil over the desk and squeezing the pony who gulped and wheezed.

“Y-you’re welcome!” She said happily, her throat had become putty from all the neck rubs and she was in danger of losing her ability to talk if this kept up. At that, Ruby moved away and she saw the hundred or so more lamias waiting their turn and she gulped again… maybe she should stop them from coiling her… a few times at least… maybe…

Ruby, Bolt and Twinwing retreated from the board and headed up to the main festival, the first game wasn’t for the better half on an hour so Ruby permitted her pets to explore for a little while like a pair of excited foals. Most of the time was spent at target ranges, Bolt proving to be surprising adept at archery and Twinwing worked up a sweat at some small races going on, forced to run instead of fly due to it being an Earth pony dominated race.

Ruby smirked at Twinwing as he came back panting “Trying to flavour yourself?” She asked flicking her thick forked tongue out at the salty tang on Twinwing’s scent.

“Er… n-no…” He said with a liar’s innocent smile and Ruby chuckled, grinning slightly.

A heavy gong sound suddenly reverberated through the field, signally the start of the first game. Ruby quickly located Bolt at the archery queue again and snagged him by the throat, dragging him out and heading for the game quickly, a few ponies giggling at the sight. The trio, once again, had to wait, but it was significantly faster than when they had to put their details down as several workers simply took the bands lamias and ponies were wearing, stamped them and let them go in. Each stamp had a number, in ascending order and Bolt got ninety-nine and Twinwing one-hundred. The lamias had a separate turn to prey but, despite arriving later than most, Ruby was given number two on the lamia’s side. The two ponies split from their hopeful Mistress predator and shuffled to the front of the large number one tile. Eventually, those wanting to play the first round had gotten in and the gate was closed, sealing several hundred ponies in with a few dozen lamias.

The pony in charge of the game stood on the side, calling out for silence before explaining the game “So, I’ll just go over the basic rules then we’ll start as I’m sure you’re all eager to get started,” The lamias all chuckled and nodded making the ponies shuffle, a few laughed in agreement though “The rules are pretty much the same as the regular game, except going up to one-thousand instead of the standard one-hundred. Prey rolls first and will get to roll twice to start whilst the predators wait, to get ahead, on the third turn the predators will start moving as well. Prey are able to use ladders to get ahead but lamias can’t, landing on a snake sends you back and you lose a turn, the snakes are also enchanted so if you land on one, just wait and it’ll do its thing to send you back and let you enjoy your lost turn, unlike the regular game. You’ll see,” There was a bit of curious murmuring at this before the speaker continued.

“Lamias that land on or pass a tile with prey on will get to eat them, but miss a turn per pony they eat, if multiple ponies are on one tile then the lamia eats one per turn until they are all eaten, other lamias cannot claim prey on the same tile unless they land on that same tile that turn, in which case they share equally, if there’s an odd number it will follow a first come first serve rule then. Please make sure if you eat anypony with purple bands that they are eaten first as we don’t want incidents with non-soul-snipped ponies being digested, thank you. Now, the normal game follows the rule of tiles lamias passing over being turned into coil tiles and if you go down a snake onto them you get eaten by the lamias, but since there are so many the rule will instead be any lamia waiting down the path of the snake gets you, but once they get one then they are skipped over, unless it is a new turn, just so everylamia has a chance, if no lamia is down the path of the snake, or all have had a meal, then the lamia closest to that tile will get to eat you, following the same rule as lamias waiting on the snake’s path. Prey that make it to the end can get a free soul snip coupon and a choice of any participating lamia to eat them if they so wish, if they already have a soul snip then there are a few tickets for free services at any ‘shifting scales’ branches, is that all understood?” A murmur of yeses followed and the speaker lit his horn, creating a magical blue dice and floated it to the first prey player “Then, let’s begin!”

Bolt and Twinwing had a fairly long wait, not only to their turns but then waiting for them to come around again. Bolt rolled a pair of fours and Twinwing a five then a six, putting him right near a small group leading the fleeing pack, although those that landed a perfect ten to start got the first ladder skipping them up a row far ahead of the prey and predators. Behind the pair a small group were having trouble, having rolled double ones they were still in the sightlines of the lamias, as well as those that had gotten less than five on their first turn. A few more managed to wriggle free of the dangerous tiles for now, but many were subjected to a lot of early loses. Chances were good at least a few lamias would roll six and they’d be out. Sure enough, when the game runner pony switched the colour of the dice from blue to purple for the lamias, a large imposing blue lamia slithered forth from the group gripping the dice in her own blue aura.

Queen Sunny Coils smiled down at the trail of ponies leading up from three to six, her purple slitted eyes inspecting each one from behind her sunny yellow mane. Sunny flicked her magic and the dice rattled along the tiles beside the ponies, five. A few of the ponies on tile six let out little groans of disappointment (one even sneaking back a tile when he thought nopony was looking) whilst the rest sighed with relief. Sunny shifted her tail, swaying her bright blue pony body back and forth, making her blue and yellowed bellied tail sway, the white, cloud-like markings on her sides stretching out with each sway. Sunny gleefully curled herself in an S shape between tiles three, four and five before forming a hook at the end to trap the group in, patting her golden yellow mane back as she licked her lips.

“So… which pony would like to go firsssst? Purple bands only.” Sunny said and the ponies stood before her felt a sudden compulsion to raise their hooves as her voice washed over their minds.

Sunny looked over them all before selecting a greyish pegasus stallion with a black mane and brown, baggy, eyes. It seemed like he needed more rest, well no better place to get some than in a lamia's belly. Sunny curled her huge coils around him and hoisted him up, the scales shimmering and glowing as a blue hue crossed his eyes and he groaned, drooling faintly. Sunny giggled, removing his vest and folding it neatly up before floating it over to a helper outside the fence. Sunny opened her mouth a little and the stallion copied, smiling senselessly before Sunny opened her maw wide and gulped his head in one loud slurp.

“First catch!” The game runner called and the lamias cheered noticeably louder than the ponies as Sunny made a big showing of displaying the stallions head bulging out her throat with his features before sliding down her body and into her tail, gulping loudly as he disappeared, his form briefly pressing out her tail until it grew so thick the tiny indents of his struggles were hardly visible if you didn’t know where to look “Seems you might have your work cut out, depending on how many catch up to you, your highness!” The speaker said as Sunny lifted a stray coil up, curling it into an upside-down U shape over her head, the coil moaning faintly.

“Indeed.” Sunny agreed looking over her various selection.

Ruby was then given her turn with the dice and quickly threw it, bouncing off the board and flipping and spinning in the air rapidly before clanging to a stop on four “Damn.” Ruby mumbled to herself, before looking ahead at Bolt and Twinwing “Then again…” She mumbled thoughtfully before following after her employer’s tail.

Ruby also slithered in an S shape similar to Sunny but on the opposite side and formed another hook, facing her friend “Guess you’ll be going ahead of me sooner,” Sunny commented.

“Mmmm, probably for the best, I don’t want you snagging mine.” Ruby commented.

Sunny grinned “Aw, but they look so good.” She said as Ruby turned around, inspecting the crowd for her choice.

Ruby casually looped coils around ponies’ legs, lifting them to see their bands, letting go of those without purple bands, but looping her tail up the throats of those with them. Humming, Ruby eventually found a prize that looked like it would fit her tastes. A chestnut brown Earth pony mare with a chocolate coloured mane and tail, as Ruby looped coils around the barrel of her selected meal’s chest she could quickly tell that she was well-toned, probably a racer of some sort. Ruby smirked, looping her coils over her, trapping her hind legs and covering her throat, squeezing tightly.

The mare pressed her free front legs to Ruby’s collar coil, wheezing, but made no real effort to pry her off, Ruby smiled and leaned closer, her eyes dilating into pinpricks before bursting into multi-coloured rings with thin black borders separating them. The mare’s eyes widened before following suit, glowing faintly as her jaw dropped in awe at the lamia’s powerful hypnosis.

“If you like squeezes, maybe come visit me at Scale Manor in Canterlot, I could easily feed your kinks and give you a job.” Ruby whispered just for her and the mare’s mouth twitched up slightly at the concept “Just think it over… you have plenty of time to do so.” Ruby said before unhinging her jaw with a soft click, the mare’s mouth hanging open as she started panting, grinning broadly, like a dog being shown a treat held aloft from it.

Ruby slipped her mouth over the mare’s head as she heard the game runner give the dice to another lamia, the turns lasted until a lamia selected a meal, if they had one, but didn’t wait for them to finish said meal it seemed and Ruby had a long wait until her turn came around again, so she was going to enjoy this starter she’d chosen. The hungry predator hummed, her throat vibrating from the air whistling through, tickling her catch so she giggled foolishly and wriggled slightly, Ruby moaning as her flavour coated her mouth, her forked tongue darting out to lick her fluffy chest as she gave a strong gulp and let her slip further inside… further down towards her eagerly awaiting belly! The mare playfully swayed her legs up and down, as if she were trying to swim deeper into Ruby’s maw, given the state of her partially entranced mind that could actually be true.

Ruby smirked, deciding to cease teasing her meal’s meagre attempts to send herself down Ruby’s throat and threw her head back and up, giving a hard gulp which sent her surging down to the tips of her hooves. A second gulp and the mare disappeared, sliding down and bulging out Ruby’s ivory and red scales, her body being made to curve back until her spine popped, the mare giving a squeal of delight from the wonderful sensations Ruby’s beating, massaging tail was giving her just ferrying him in. Ruby’s meal drifted amongst the other ponies, a couple of other lamias having joined Ruby and even Sunny in the feast, and they shuffled about as the muffled moaning grew in volume as fresh voices joined in the bizarre song.

Ruby turned, smiling, further up the board and Sunny did likewise, the Queen making a show of flexing her tail so it pushed in around her meal, which she lifted up for those ahead to see ‘You’re going here!’ seemed to be the message for them. Ruby meanwhile let her forked tongue roll out her mouth and around her hoof as she imagined each pony she was going to get one by one going down her throat… oh the excitement!

Ruby then felt a slight tug on her side and glanced down at a short Earth pony stallion. The light red stallion smiled sheepishly up at Ruby as he dipped his head slightly when her slitted snake eyes turned on him, his dark brown messy mane covering his steel grey eyes “Kinda looks like a wingless, mini-Bolt… wonder if he tastes like him too?” Ruby thought with a mischievous smile “Can I help you little one?” Ruby cooed curling her tail up and around his throat, briefly glancing down to see his purple band and grinning wider.

“Oh um… I… well yes… s-see… my marefriend and… I… um… can you eat us both?” He suddenly asked bluntly, having failed to find a smoother way of saying it.

“Was the mare I just ate your marefriend?” Ruby asked and the stallion shook his head.

“No um…” He motioned to an orange unicorn mare (also with a purple band!) who stepped forward, smiling gently, she seemed much more comfortable with this as she gently bowed her purple striped maned head to Ruby, the golden jewellery adorning her ears and the fringe of her mane jingling softly.

“Hello,” She said with a smooth accent “It won’t be a problem to devour us both, I hope?” She asked and Ruby chuckled, shaking her head as her coils moved in possessively around them both.

“Not at all, for such a cute couple,” The mare smiled whilst her partner flushed even deeper “But I must ask you to take off your clothes and jewellery… they don’t taste as nice as you.” Ruby said, her tail tip flicking over the mare’s bandana and shirt and she nodded.

“Of course,” She said beginning to remove her clothes as Ruby curled her tail up over the stallion and dragged him down and around, using the coils hiding him as a seat.

Once the mare had folded her clothing and jewellery on a pile she stepped forward and happily wriggled underneath Ruby’s tail to join her close friend, snuggling up beside him as Ruby leaned over the top, her eyes glowing and pulsating once more to light up the small space… she’d claim one each turn but wait until she had both… she had a fun idea of what to do with them together!

Further up the board, Bolt and Twinwing were finally given back the dice, all the lamias were busy choosing their meals, or in the case of those who didn’t roll high enough, grumbling and eyeing up those ahead since the other lamias wouldn’t be getting to move for a bit. Bolt got his turn with the dice, a large number of the early game players having been eliminated already meant that turns were moving much faster than before, for obvious, moaning and gulping, reasons. Silently praying, Bolt rolled the dice and it tumbled along, landing on a perfect six and the stallion trotted along, looking back towards the lamias as he put the most distance between them possible. Twinwing was next and kept pace with his friend rolling another five and the prey continued to creep away.

Yet again the dice turned purple, Sunny licked her lips and instead invited prey forward “Anypony with a purple band… climb in.” She raised a pair of coils up into a double hoop like a basketball net and several ponies clambered forward.

Before anypony else had a chance, a lucky green unicorn stallion hopped through and leapt up into Sunny’s eager open embrace, his blue maned head disappearing into her mouth before he had a chance to smile up at her in delight, the Queen moaning at the taste and texture of the short, cotton candy fluffy, mint flavoured pony, the small crowd of eager food crowding around Sunny, feeling up the bulge as it slipped down her gullet into her tail.

Ruby glanced at her prey and hit the dice, sending it along to the third lamia as she looked at the now vacant-minded faces of her two meals “Tell me, why did you choose me?” Ruby asked.

“Oh… we heard about you in the news… some… article about how nice it feels to be eaten by a lamia and you were the one who provided the experience to the reporter, so we thought we’d save the trip back to Canterlot by… getting eaten together…” The mare said beaming and her body quivered from the hypnotic bliss hitting her for obeying and answering openly.

“So… you spend dates in lamia bellies often?” Ruby asked.

“No… first time…” She admitted.

“That’s a shame, you should do it more often.” Ruby said letting her eyes flash, implanting the idea easily.

“More…” The mare mumbled.

“Often…” Her stallion said as they shared a grin at the idea, deciding every trip should end this way or it wouldn’t be a proper holiday!

Entirely occupied toying with her food-to-be, Ruby didn’t notice the dice return to the prey, she was too busy implanting ideas into what she planned to make into her future emergency snacks. The lamias were starting to catch up, stragglers who had made it through the first den of lamias getting caught and snagged as the turns wore on, the gap kept shifting, slowly growing… and now… the first snakes were starting to appear. Bolt rolled a low three and Twinwing got his first one and the pair shuffled along, Bolt now at the base of a snake’s tail, its head twisting up two rows to the far left of the board where those who had climbed the first ladder were close to now… if anypony landed on it down the line then they were done, the earliest game ender, aside from those who had rolled super poorly thus far.

“Hay… who you hoping will get you?” Twinwing asked Bolt, since the pair were within earshot.

“Ruby, obviously but… well… I suppose Queen Sunny wouldn’t be too bad.” Bolt admitted flushing slightly, his thoughts briefly drifted back to his room at the manor and of the lamia churning him between her coils, how she’d used her massive bulk to simulate being eaten to help him adjust and relax around Ruby, Twinwing nodded in agreement.

“Our Mistress or the Queen… no others will do.” He said with a smile.

“Just don’t say that if any lamia other than Ruby gets us.” Bolt warned, knowing lamias could get immensely jealous and spiteful if their egos were attacked.

Still gulping down the green stallion, Sunny was prompted to choose her last meal, the ponies all having been eaten save for a precious few. Sunny just held her tail out and one of the few final purple banded ponies leapt onto it. Sunny didn’t see who it was… or really check to see if they had a purple band (it was there fault if they didn’t really, it was quite obvious she wanted them first) instead she lifted them up and pushed them in after the unicorn hind legs first, shutting her eyes and she gulped two ponies in one right after the other, bulging her tail out as she slurped them up… with a flash of a purple band at the end.

“Oh good… I was worried they might have a green band… I still want a bit more meat to digest first before I eat those wanting to rest in my tail… hmmm… I guess I could overrule the green band idea if need be… they are my subjects after all… or I could just carry them around until I’m full… yes… have them moan and taunt those poor souls not inside my coils yet…” Sunny thought with a smirk as she shut her mouth, licking her lips and turning, looking at the now distant group of ponies… it was going to be tough restraining herself when they came back around with all these meals slushing around already… struggling, wriggling moaning… oh it just brought out such hunger in a lamia…

Ruby, meanwhile, beamed, like her mesmerised friends, as she got the go ahead to take her third meal. Tightening her tail, Ruby lifted the duo out and pressed them together “Why don’t you two hug and kiss… since you’re on a date after all!” Ruby suggested as she shifted her tail, rolling her jaw to prepare herself.

The two lovebirds merely nodded, brushing their manes together before shuffling closer and locking their lips with soft moans, wrapping their front legs around the other’s back as Ruby opened her mouth as wide as it could go. With a hard push, Ruby was able to clear the heads of her meals, slurping and stretching her mouth. She gave a slight pained grunt before managing to gulp in their shoulders and sighed in relief. That was the hard part done. Ruby carefully adjusted herself, removing a coil and dropping it down onto the floor, her throat stretched out as her two meals moaned, oblivious to the change in light as they were too busy staring into each other’s glowing, pulsating eyes to care. Ruby slowly pulled the pair around, turning them upward and giving another hard gulp, making them start to slide down, their forms remaining distinct as they pushed and bulged out Ruby’s tail, the lamia relieved as she passed their waists, their locked hind legs the width of a normal single pony.

“I’m not trying this again for a while!” Ruby thought with a groan as she gave a final gulp, propelling the couple along, her tail stretching and bumping upward as they lazily slid along, trying to catch up to Ruby’s first meal which had just popped through the sphincter into her first belly, settling down and waiting to move into the second for the next act…

Bolt watched as the numbers jumped from player, missing the odd number or even jumping wildly, like it did from twenty-two to fifty-eight, as whole groups of ponies were taken out of the running. Bolt was so focused on the dice he nearly missed on the lead pack ahead of him landing on the head of the snake he was standing at the base of… but when it glowed purple and began to bubble up, he took notice.

The whole image of the snake, streaking and stretching up the board, lifted up from the board, becoming three-dimensional like a highly decorated block, painted like it had on the board but now covered in brightly coloured purple runes that twisted back and forth slowly as magic animated its realistic body. The snake was slightly thicker than Bolt’s thigh as it glowed a second time. Bolt looked up at its head and it reared itself up, a forked tongue flickering out as it inspected the (un)lucky pony standing where its head had been just moments ago, staring up in shock and surprise. The snake slithered forward, looping itself around the pony, squeezing tightly before the snake started swaying left and right, making its coils dance as the pony was spun around and around… held aloft as the coils slithered around them, taking the pony down the length of the snake and to the tile Bolt was stood on. The pony was spun one final time then dropped, landing on his rump, his eyes spinning with those purple runes covering his eyes as he drooled slightly… clearly seeing them moving fast like that was hypnotic and Bolt felt a slight temptation to learn how it felt before the snake laid itself back down on the board and sank into it again, turning back into a picture.

This, however, had a disastrous effect for that pony (not that they could tell quite yet) as he would almost certainly be made a meal before he snapped out of the trance. Bolt was tossed the dice whilst inspecting the pony and awkwardly threw it, getting a four and leaving him behind to his fate. Twinwing getting another six and making up for his previous turn.

“If I don’t get a ladder soon I might not last long enough for Ruby or Sunny to get me…” Bolt thought, feeling a little nervous of the retribution that could bring as the game continued on.

The prey and predators continued on, some prey slipping steadily back or forward, whilst the same happened to the predators, until they reached a meal and their progress halted briefly. Occasionally there would be a squeal from a pony being slithered down a snake into the waiting coils of an eager lamia before they fell silent, or at least became muffled. Bolt and Twinwing had dodged all the snakes, but missed any ladders as well, though they weren’t trailing the pack. Ruby and Sunny, meanwhile, had managed to catch up by rolling suspiciously high numbers consistently and were nipping at the hooves of some of the prey. Quite literally at some times to taunt them, swaying back and forth mockingly as Ruby lifted her collection of meals over her head to stroke them. She soon got what she wanted, a debatably unlucky green earth pony stallion was steadily trailing behind the pack, having landed a series of small numbers in the last few turns. Ruby licked her lips at him as she settled onto the same square as Sunny.

“Oh, the ones I’ve had have been so tasty… but the tastiest meals are always the ones you haven’t had yet.” Sunny said to Ruby, loud enough for the stallion listening to hear.

“Indeed, I just love looping myself around them and squeezing as they shuffle in my coils before sliding down to bulge them out.” Ruby hummed in a longing voice, the stallion began to sweat slightly, his messy brown mane sticking to his head before the dice was given to him by the game runner.

The pony fumbled with the dice and dropped it without rolling it, which caused the dice to flash an angry red, changing the number to a one so players didn’t cheat by just dropping the dice on the number they wanted. The pony skipped to the next tile and the two mares giggled eagerly. Sunny's turn rolled around and she tossed the dice, making it land beside her desired meal. Three, the lowest number she’d got for this game and, naturally, one shy of being able to slurp the pony down. Ruby then rolled and slid up alongside Sunny.

Ruby stopped, making it seem as if she’d rolled the same as Sunny before saying “Six.” In a slightly gloating tone of voice as she slithered forward, sliding her body over the frozen pony’s head and down his back as she continued onto the tile she landed on.

The pony raised his head, pushing the plump red belly scales aside to look at Sunny with Ruby’s slithering coil draped over his head, a surprised and slightly confused expression on his face. His eyes widened briefly as Ruby settled down on her tile, tensed her coils then made them whip around his throat, pulling on the prey’s throat like a leash. “Come here.” Ruby purred as the game continued on around them.

Hesitating, the stallion stepped up to Ruby and was made to lift his leg up, showing the purple band. Ruby smiled, letting her thick tongue roll out as she slowly licked his ear with it, making an effort to ensure the sound reverberated in his ear and was as obnoxiously open as possible to mock Sunny, who was silently steaming with jealousy that she gotten such an active and wriggly meal.

Ruby looped her tail down and around, hoisting the helpless stallion up as she pinned him still, his heart racing wildly from being compressed and trapped. Ruby leaned back, trailing saliva from his ear, and the stallion opened his mouth to ask Ruby if she could unwrap his forelegs when she darted forward, Ruby kissing him and forcing her tongue through his gasping, stunned lips. Ruby let her tongue curl and twist around her catch’s mouth before looping his tongue up. Her fangs quivered and began to drip venom, so, Ruby lifted herself up so she towered over him, venom gushing down his throat unobstructed as Ruby’s dominating tongue and the position he was being kissed in prevented any means he might have had to stop himself swallowing the stuff.

After a solid minute of being kiss-fed venom, Ruby relinquished the kiss and the stallion’s head flopped down, his eyes drooping as he giggled drunkenly, his mind popping and fizzing from the venom. Ruby held her hood to his chin and tilted it up, her tail slithering along underneath to cradle his head as the stallion chuckled foolishly, Ruby pulling her hoof away as her scales took the weight instead, squishing and moulding to his head and face.

Ruby opened her mouth in a wide, fanged, smile and the stallion copied, his mouth falling open with a foolish grin, drooling as he swayed his head, enjoying the pleasant drunk feelings the venom was causing him. He was totally absorbed by the venom and the sensation of Ruby’s scales shifting back and forth rubbing his body as she got her meal into position. The stallion didn’t even flinch when Ruby leaned down, lightly kissed his nose then opened her mouth wide over his face. Ruby’s mouth and throat, flexing powerfully in anticipation for its next occupant, as well as her sharp fangs, still glistening with venom, didn’t twig an ounce of resistance from the helpless, unresisting, morsel despite what they would normally mean or could do to him. He merely shut his mouth and hummed wondering vaguely why Ruby would show him this, as nice a view as it was... Oh... Ruby was getting closer, gulping the front of his head in and shifting around so she was pointing down his body, his whole head being wolfed down... Perhaps she thought he was tired, he certainly felt it...

“Buh... Bed...?” He mumbled; the sound muffled through Ruby’s throat.

“That’s right, I’m just tucking you in after a long day playing, in a nice, squishy 'water' bed!” Ruby thought with a chuckle, which made the walls of her throat, now gripping her meal up to his waist, quiver and undulate wildly, causing him to moan softly as Ruby gulped hard, sending him deeper, his legs soon disappearing as his bulge began the decent to Ruby’s stomach, which was now slightly coated with variously coloured bits of fur and mane, the only indication to him that others had just recently made the exact same trip!

Sunny got her turn and slithered to the tile ahead of Ruby, her coils dragging over the bulge as it shuffled along the floor as Ruby’s pulsating walls worked the meal down. Sunny, filled with even greater jealousy, noted the stallion kept trying to push the walls out or roll over constantly, as if trying to explore every inch of the dark tunnel by touch. He could also be heard mumbling and giggling as his poisoned mind put together what fate awaited him and how excited for it he was.

“He was really tasty, full of flavour.” Ruby taunted, licking her lips greedily.

Sunny, however, grinned “Bolt... I’m going to catch Bolt.” And the serpent Queen was delighted to see Ruby’s eyes flashing dangerously with fury, a sight even most lamias feared, but not Sunny.

“No.” She said quickly and firmly, but to quickly to hide her concern of losing her favourite plaything and snack to her best friend.

Meanwhile, said snack had landed on his first ladder and Bolt, feeling a little relieved, headed up the board a few lines. Twining had gotten ahead and also landed on a ladder but he was two rows ahead of Bolt at this point. The game continued to progress, there were now fewer and fewer prey trailing at the back, as they were either caught by a lamia catching up to them or got a ladder, putting in some good distance from the predators. The last straggler, a blue furred, brown maned and bearded pegasus stallion, was caught by a mint coloured and blue maned lamia mare who had visited Ruby’s dinner party a while back. With this, the predators took to eyeing up the dispersed crowd of prey trailing up and along the board. Every single lamia had at least one meal in their belly, churning and bubbling away into chum, except for a trio of lamias, two of whom were looking a little sour that their first catches had not gotten soul snipped whilst the last one had had the sense to simply carry the prey alongside them until they caught a meal they could digest. Whilst waiting for their turn, the lamias took to holding up the various bulges, tensing their tails to show off the distinct outlines of the ponies within, sometimes shaking them so they wriggled, moaned or even smoothed out into round lumps. Others, like Ruby, laid down atop them, lightly caressing and tickling the bulges while whispering quietly. Sunny, however, seated herself atop the now noticeable lump in her humongous tail, inspecting and judging the remaining ponies, holding her head on one hoof whilst the other supported her elbow with a small smile.

During this, Bolt caught Sunny’s eye and she licked her lips, shifting her tail and rubbing the top in gentle, slow, circles, as if indicating where she’d like Bolt to go... or where she intended to put him. Only vaguely surprised at the fact, Bolt wasn’t nearly as concerned about this thought as he would have been before joining Ruby’s employment. Bolt turned his attention back to the game as he was offered the dice once more, rolling it within two tiles of a long, thick, winding picture of a snake, streaking down the board. Bolt glanced down, noticing a couple of lamias eagerly, as well as hopefully, watching him before groaning glumly as he came to a halt away from the snake instead of landing upon its head. The dice reached them and they slithered away... a huge, blue and yellow-bellied tail dragging itself towards the tail tip, its owner seating herself on a seat of blue, gold, white cloud patterns and wriggling prey covered by a layer of flexing scales.

Bolt gulped as he locked eyes with Sunny, who smirked up at Bolt, watching as he tossed the dice, landing a pathetic one... if he dropped the dice or rolled another one... Bolt looked once more, following the dice after Twinwing's turn had come and gone, and saw Sunny roll her forked tongue out, hooking it back in a come hither motion. Bolt, though, noticed a flash of white and saw Ruby, fuming to such a degree her mane was flickering with magic, glaring at him dangerously as she tried, with great success, to scare Bolt into not doing exactly what he was thinking of doing.

Bolt looked at Sunny longingly, but had to admit, since he lived under Ruby’s roof and she had possession and joint rights to his soul snip jar that keeping her happy was the smartest move to ensure his safety... after all, every new day set a new record for how long her head chef lasted! But... but when would he get a chance to be eaten by the Queen of lamias herself!? Bolt had spoken to some of the staff Ruby had had transferred from Sunny and they couldn’t sing enough praises about their former Mistress and her unique hypnosis, even after Ruby had done them over to her mentality... but Bolt sang just the same about Ruby’s due to the mental conditioning brought on by hypnosis...

Sunny caught Bolt’s eye once more and he knew he had to take the chance, he’d just have to ask Sunny to smooth things over with Ruby... or take his lifeline to Equestria away from her until she calmed down! Sunny smirked as Bolt took the dice, the huge lamia waiting upon the snake’s tail tip tile. Making up his mind, Bolt let go of the dice without rolling and Ruby had to withhold a mix of a scream and an angry hiss to maintain her appearance as Bolt kept his eyes off her the whole time, too scared to look at the source of danger glare he was getting.

Bolt stepped forward, onto the head of the snake, feeling the tile hum and warm up as he passed over it, then weighed it down with all four hooves. The rune hummed louder, now sure the occupant wasn’t leaving and Bolt watched as magic began to weave up and down along the snake, once again raising up like some sort of wooden puzzle piece from a jigsaw, before stretching and shifting as it was given life. Bolt swallowed, staring up at the snake as it inspected him, checking to make sure he was on the correct tile, whilst Bolt glanced at Sunny, who was shifting her tail, eagerly awaiting her stolen catch.

The snake finally decided that Bolt was on the correct tile to go down and slithered forward, looping and twisting around him. The scales felt weird, they felt like normal scales, like Ruby’s or even Sunny’s, but there was an odd tingling sensation, like it was transferring pins and needles into his body via static electricity. Bolt didn’t realise, because he didn’t struggle, that this was actually latent magic immobilising him so it would be easier to send him down the snake’s belly to the lower tile, in case he tried to jump out of the way of his punishment for making this fatal mistake. The snake had looped up Bolt’s chest and began to wave its body up and down, twirling Bolt around, winding and slithering its coils so he spun like a bottle top down the board. The runes covering the snake’s body whizzed by, flashing and sparkling, shifting in colour, spinning… breaking… Bolt blinked, his eyes drooping as he groaned as he felt the familiar sensation of his mind being engulfed in hypnotic suggestions, watching to see which pattern it would be, a reflection of rings like Ruby’s, a glowing purple and black spiral… or shades of colour he couldn’t quite place before they’d whizzed past.

Soon, the patterns began to overwhelm him and Bolt’s eyes glowed purple, he looked almost reminiscent of a lamia in that sense, as the snake ran out of coils and finally deposited him on the floor in front of Sunny, sinking quickly back into the board. Sunny chuckled, lightly brushing Bolt’s mane with the end of her tail as he merely blinked slowly, one eyes opening and closing a little faster than the other, giving him an odd look when doing so. Ruby was staring straight ahead, her cheeks puffed out in anger as she radiated a fury so intense it was impressive the board hadn’t caught fire yet and Sunny giggled, unable to resist seeing the humour in her closest friend being so bitter about her getting one of her favourite playthings.

“Well, no sense keeping you from what you want, right Bolt?” Sunny asked and at this Bolt, at least somewhat, returned to his senses.

“Ruby… stop smash… jar… soulsnip…” He mumbled incoherently, his jaw locked, it felt like his tongue had turned into puffy marshmallows and he was worried talking might cause him to chew it off. Better to just stay quiet…

Sunny shook her head smiling “Don’t worry, I doubt she’ll smash it… she’ll want to make sure you understand you made the ‘wrong choice’ but that’s just her opinion really… your own is what matters.” Said opinion totally wasn’t changed or altered at the whims of these snakes of course, no sir.

Bolt smiled, relieved as Sunny began to twist her coils towards him. Saying Sunny was huge for a lamia was kind of underselling her, she could have effortlessly wrapped Ruby up to the point you wouldn’t be able to see her, and her coils were so thick that she could only really get two properly around Bolt, the third moulding over the bottom of his hooves so he was partially standing on her pudgy scales, though the coils still supported him. She wasn’t sluggish though, no, in fact she was probably the most deceiving when it came to appearances; Sunny snapped her coils around Bolt in three quick deft movements, slamming into him so he gave a wheezing cough, the hypnotic rune pattern shattering like glass in one eye and shuddering in the other as it was unable to respond to the winding sensation. Sunny gave a forceful squeeze, harder than she’d usually give but quite reminiscent of Ruby’s level of intensity. Still it had the effect she desired of breaking the second rune and Sunny smiled as Bolt blinked, suddenly very aware of what was happening.

“It’s best to start from the ground up, wouldn’t you say?” Sunny asked smiling and Bolt nodded the best he could, Sunny’s coils were pressing in under his head, holding it upright but still in danger of covering him over if he shifted too much.

Sunny chuckled before closing her eyes, sighing softly as she focused, then she opened them, her eyes alight with her hypnotic power. Bolt himself had never been subjected to Sunny’s hypnosis before, nor many other lamias for that matter given Ruby’s reputation and protectiveness, so it was a slight surprise for him to not be looking into a pair of eyes filled with colourful rings, but instead a pair of brightly glowing orbs of the smoothest blue. Bolt gave a quiet gasp as his own eyes widened. Whereas Ruby’s hypnosis tended to squeeze, wrap around, corrupt and subdue thoughts, Sunny’s filled Bolt with a comforting warmth, burning his thoughts away so the edges crumbled, leaving him with only the bits that weren’t charred… typically the thoughts Sunny selected. The sensation was nice, like his mind was being cleared of anything that wasn’t needed, burnt into ash and sent spiralling away into the wind.

Sunny chuckled again, the slight bounce from her laughter causing her head to bob forcing Bolt to mimic the movement slightly. Sunny blinked once more and something strange happened. A series of white, swirling, misty tendrils began to creep out the edges of Sunny’s eyes, curling and swaying in the air before corkscrewing towards Bolt in a spiral pattern. He glanced away from Sunny’s eyes briefly to watch them slither through the air towards him, brushing up against his face and feeling like the tongues of tiny invisible snakes wherever they touched. The ends of Sunny’s misty spirals brushed over Bolt’s face, exploring, before they brushed closer to his eyes and then delved inside his head by going around them.

The sensation wasn’t painful, or uncomfortable… in fact, Bolt hardly felt anything as his own eyes were connected to the swirling spiral Sunny had sent his way. They curled into his head and latched onto his brain, splitting like roots and taking hold. The mists now had a slight hypnotic sway to them, blocking out the outside world and causing Bolt’s eyes to follow them along… back… back to Sunny’s glowing eyes.

Bolt gave a weak groan as his eyes locked back onto Sunny’s, a blue sheen flowing over his white irises as his eyelids relaxed slightly “What an adorable exxxxpressssssssion.” Sunny hissed softly, the sound reverberating and echoing in Bolt’s head making him shiver from the latent hypnotic power in Sunny’s voice alone.

With his eyes now firmly locked on Sunny’s, Bolt was unable to glance down as he noticed a blue sheen in the corner of his eye, he dismissed it simply as Sunny’s coils, which is was… however the trailing ghostly blue mist it was now emitting was not something that had been there before. The mist curled and leapt swiftly down Sunny’s coils, its effect hinted to Bolt by the reaction of the many prey still inside Sunny’s belly, their cries of delight could be heard even through feet of snake fat and muscle. The mist made Sunny’s coils glow and shine brighter than before, making the bright blue sky seem grey by contrast. The mist leaking from Sunny’s body soon reached the coils surrounding Bolt and although he could ignore its appearance, he couldn’t ignore its effects. As the mist leapt from Sunny’s coils to Bolt’s body and sank underneath the fur and skin, a sensation of sensitivity overcame Bolt and his mind was bombarded by every little shift of Sunny’s grip against him, making him moan contently. The mist curled up higher, Bolt’s wings shivered in Sunny’s grip as it curled down his most sensitive body part. Wherever the mist touched, Bolt’s body was assaulted by the mildly hypnotic stimuli, hijacking his nerves and forcing them to send ever increasingly powerful messages of comfort, relaxation and bliss up to his brain, aided by Sunny’s eyes and the tendrils which Sunny was using to project thoughts that easily twisted and contorted so Bolt took them as his own. The mist leapt to Bolt’s mouth and his jaw fell down with a gurgling groan as he began to have trouble breathing, the mist tried to leap up Bolt’s head but its range was rather short from Sunny’s coils.

Bolt’s eyes began to glow, his own eyes being overwhelmed and covered as he groaned weakly, eyes twitching as he approached the pinnacle of trance. Sunny gently rubbed her tail up and down, further massaging Bolt, before her tail tip, now covered in the hypnotic mist she controlled, slithered up, hover over Bolt’s head. Sunny placed her tail tip on the very top of Bolt’s skull and the effect was instant. Bolt had a split second of registering Sunny’s touch and the feeling of the mist assaulting his brain, biting his lip as his eyes widened and his body tensed up, before the spirals swirling into his eyes and to his brain and Sunny’s glowing eyes all surged forth with the mist, beating at his mind with all they had. It was simply too much for poor Bolt and he turned rigid, beaming widely as his mind pinged and all thoughts ceased, burnt away into nothing, it had been a while since Bolt had been so deeply entranced, typically Ruby did it enough to get him to obey, but it was nice to have all thoughts, worries, fears… all of it gone… just a bundle of warmth and bliss.

“There we go, isn’t that nice?” Sunny asked, the glow in her eyes subsiding a little to save Bolt’s subconscious a little strain, though she didn’t break the ‘trance lines’ that connected her mind to Bolt’s or the hypnotic mist she was sending through her tail.

“Yes.” Bolt replied dully in monotone; his mind too broken by Sunny’s hypnosis to operate anymore.

“I’m sure you love being dominated by lamias, must give you a real thrill… but I know why really, it’s the thought of them taking you, doing as they wish and you unable to resist no matter how hard you try… you love what we do to you as well! The feeling of helplessness, feeling so weak and frail in our strong compelling grip… you love having another think for you…” Sunny said and the trance lines sent thoughts into Bolt.

“I love this… feels so good… good little slave… so helpless and weak… need lamias… keep me safe… Mistress Sunny.” Bolt thought “This… so nice… feels good… need… Mistress… Sunny… I’m a good… slave…” Bolt mumbled; his mind unable to do more than repeat a few of the thoughts Sunny implanted in his head.

Sunny nodded and so did Bolt, further instilling the thoughts as truth “That’s right, such a good slave… and do you know what slaves do for their Mistresses?” Sunny asked.

“Anything?” Bolt said, after a short pause as he ‘thought it over’.

“Correct! Such a smart little slave, I know,” Sunny grinned devilishly “I’ll give you a ‘reward’.” She purred and Bolt’s head perked up slightly.

“A… reward?” Bolt asked and to answer Sunny opened her mouth wide, sighing as her throat pulsated invitingly at him “…Reward…” Bolt mumbled again as he looked down Sunny’s throat with a faint pink blush on his face and ears.

Sunny tugged on Bolt’s mind and the senseless stallion leaned in closer to Sunny’s maw. When his nose gently brushed against her mouth, Sunny, moving with frightening speed, snapped forward and gulped Bolt’s head down in one go. Surprised, Bolt flailed wildly as the trance line broke, though he was still hypnotised. Bolt’s meek struggles weren’t even visible beneath Sunny’s great bulky coils and she effortlessly hoisted Bolt up into the air and began slurping him down, slowly uncoiling him until only his hind legs could be seen. Sunny turned to face Ruby and gulped down the last of Bolt, his brown and red streaked tail disappearing behind her grinning lips.

Bolt was ferried along down Sunny’s tail, squished in from all sides by the overwhelming size of the Queen of lamias, her tail weighed down, making the transition to her belly all the slower, but that just allowed Bolt to enjoy it further. Feeling the squishy walls undulate, pressing in with a steady tempo as he was pushed along, unable to move from the tight space that refused to give any leeway to Bolt no matter how hard he tried. Even if he managed to push out, the slippery walls had no grip to them as Bolt just brushed against them as he slipped deeper. It was heaven, he couldn’t see anything but the walls of Sunny’s oesophagus from the glow of his own eyes but he didn’t care, as far as his mush of a mind was concerned there was nowhere he’d rather be than here! Outside the game had resumed and Bolt was still going down Sunny’s tail when she was allowed her turn again, slithering along and throwing Bolt back and forth so his glowing eyes rolled up slightly from the sensation of being tossed about, the walls slipping over and pushing into his face and mouth.

Bolt only returned to his senses, somewhat, when he reached an odd indented wall in Sunny’s stomach and was shoved against it before it opened. Bolt heard a gasp as he was pushed in and a pony in front was pulled forward to make room for him. Due to the mass of meals Sunny had eaten, Bolt was forced to curl up, much more fortunate to have been eaten later than the others as a few ponies had been made to embrace from the lack of space. For such a big lamia, Sunny’s stomach sure seemed smaller on the inside! Still, as they waited, a surprised yelp indicated that one more prey had just been dragged into the second, digestive, stomach of their Queen and their moans and giggles of pleasure and bliss echoed in each of their ears as they eagerly awaited their turn…

Sunny smirked at Ruby as she passed her by, getting a perfect six, leaving her employer in the dust with another six for the next two turns. Ruby refused to look at Sunny, because she couldn’t stop her eyes trailing to the wriggling lumps in her best friend’s tail. Ruby was use to sharing meals, or losing them, she had done so during the dinner this year but… just something about the way Bolt had been taken in a competition made her feel like she wasn’t as good as Sunny in some way. Ruby bit her lip, jealous of Sunny, though she wouldn’t admit it to anybody, even herself. Ruby shook her head and turned her gaze further up the board.

The game was starting to drag out now, the majority of the prey had been caught, with just over twenty of the original players left. Very rarely, one would land on a snake and get sent far enough behind to be caught by a lucky lamia, but for the most part the turns progress with the lamias slowly catching up and the prey either trudging on or zipping ahead on ladders. However, as the twenty-sixth player was gobbled down, the game runner called for attention.

“As there aren’t many left, let’s give the lamias a chance to catch up and keep things interesting,” He said and then magicked up a second dice for the predators, allowing them to speed along after the prey.

Twinwing grumbled internally, how was that fair? They got two dices but they still only had to use one! Then again… when did lamias ever play fair… not that Twinwing could find a reason this was bad, after all, if the rules seemed unfair it was just because they hadn’t been made properly for lamias… yes that was it…

Twinwing held his forehead, that was a bit odd “Hay, you gonna throw it or not?” The game runner called to Twinwing who, in his surprise, threw the dice and got a perfect six, landing on the next ladder taking him to the very front of the surviving prey.

Twinwing felt a slight well of excitement growing as the finish line was finally visible after all this. He glanced at the ever-increasing number of snakes and gulped; the last row literally had a snake every other tile! However, with another ladder helping him along, Twinwing soon reach that row and, through sheer luck, made it to the final tile. A little airhorn signalled the first prey making it to the end and Twinwing did a rather comical excited dance, jumping from one hoof to the other, before collapsing with a nervous gasp, god that had really strained his heart, dodging that many snakes.

Twinwing sat up to watch the other prey try to join him, sure enough the last row claimed a large number of ponies, only a few getting a second shot. On the final prey’s turn, the seventh victor, including Twinwing, joined the tiny group and the game runner called the first round to an end.

“Well done to you seven, one moment,” He trotted off and quickly returned with the coupons and tickets, hoofing them between the various ponies depending on who had or didn’t have a soul snip.

Twinwing stared down at his little ticket, it had a picture of a pony sat on a silver tray with a lamia posed to strike over him with hearts coming off both of them, the writing ‘enjoy being devoured without the worry of it being the only time!’ scrawled on the bottom neatly. Twinwing gasped as the coupon was levitated from his magic by Ruby.

“Don’t want this getting wet when you go down, do we?” She asked and Twinwing shook his head as Ruby gently pushed him out of the playing board, the other prey were selecting the lamias they wanted to have eat them, though a few were discussing getting soul snipped first…

“What if he doesn’t want you to eat him?” Sunny asked slithering after Ruby with two of the winners in tow, they were deaf and blind as Sunny had wrapped a ‘leash’ around their necks… and their entire heads at the same time!

“Of course he does! He’s my pet!” Ruby said with a growl.

“It’s his choice though.” Sunny said smiling pleasantly.

“I um… Miss Coils?” Ruby’s body tensed in a similar fashion to that of a pony being hypnotised.

“Yes?” Sunny asked in a honeyed voice.

“Thank you but… but I prefer having Ruby eat me… it’s just… I haven’t been soul snipped yet so I need to stay close to her to get back to work… when she’s done with me filling her stomach…” Twinwing blushed “And um… she er… she’s never actually eaten me yet.” Twinwing said with a nervous smile “I’d like her be the first.” He finished awkwardly and Sunny giggled, much more good-natured about being turned down than Ruby.

“Well, in that case, don’t let me stop you… I just hope you don’t mind if I watch?” Sunny asked and Twinwing shook his head, Ruby shrugging.

“Why not? Come on Twinwing, I can hardly stand you being outside my tail much longer!” Ruby said dragging Twinwing away from the festival.

The small group settled down, Sunny bundling up her meals-to-be as she got comfy to watch. Ruby carefully circled Twinwing, looping him up in her upper tail and resting atop the coils leaning against the back of his neck. Twinwing looked up at Ruby into her eyes expectantly but she shook her head, chuckling.

“Not today my faithful Twinwing,” Ruby purred “It’s your first time, like you said… I want you to remember EVERY detail of this! Only question that matters; should I go slow and take my time or wolf you down?” Ruby asked.

“S-slow, please…” Twinwing requested with a shy smile.

“As you wish.” Ruby said rearing herself up.

Ruby unhinged her mouth with a click and lowered herself over Twinwing’s head. The stallion instinctively looked down as Ruby’s mouth slipped over his head, covering his scalp and pushing into his temples, Ruby rolled her head slowly to work herself down, covering one of Twinwing’s eyes, the stallion giving a final glance to Sunny who tensed her tail, pushing a certain bulge out against the underside of her tail, Twinwing able to guess who it was.

“That’ll be me soon… just a bulge pressing out Mistress Ruby’s tail… nopony will know who it is… I can’t wait!” Twinwing thought with a leap of excitement.

Ruby slurped and gulped up the last of Twinwing’s head, her tongue darted out and licked over the back of his neck making him shiver from the cold touch, Ruby humming from the movement. Ruby arched her back, straightening herself out in the air as she simply glided down Twinwing’s body, letting gravity pull her down over her pet’s body.

Slurp, gulp, gulp, glurk! The noises of Ruby slowly devouring Twinwing echoed all around him, filling his head with them as his front legs were pinned to his side, he was slowly being forced to tilt backwards as Ruby’s tail curled away and back down, but soon that problem changed. Ruby turned herself up right, throwing Twinwing into the air as his body slipped down quicker. She only gulped to ensure she didn’t choke and Twinwing kept moving, but otherwise Ruby allowed gravity to do all the work for her as Twinwing slid down at a snail’s pace.

Ruby’s throat was beating against Twinwing’s head now, trying to drag him into its machine-like process of ferrying him to Ruby’s stomachs. With a small gulp, Twinwing’s head was far enough inside for the walls to begin pushing him down and he slipped out of Ruby’s grip, the lamia chuckling, the walls of her throat reverberating with the sound and throat movement… and Twinwing was gone.

“Was he good?” Sunny asked as Twinwing surged down, twisting down the spiral of coils he had just been wrapped in before heading around the twisting and looping coils, his body being made to bend so his bones clicked into position, a moan emitting from him every time.

“Delicious, savoury… but a bit dry and not as much to him as I thought… could probably use some sauce next time.” Ruby said with a tone of a critic inspecting a restaurant meal as she sat down, Sunny laughed.

“Well, Bolt was perfect, a lovely sweet taste to him, I hope to eat him again during the week.” Sunny rubbed the top of a random bulge, Bolt moaning beneath her hoof as the walls pushed in closer. Sunny’s second stomach was now a perfect round lump, she had powered through everypony she’d eaten, all to reach Bolt as soon as possible.

Bolt was pushed up to the end of the first stomach, he could faintly hear Sunny talking with Ruby but couldn’t make out the words. The entrance to Sunny’s second stomach opened and he was pushed through, thrown into a small, tighter chamber half filled with a multi-coloured sticky acid that clung to his body. Sunny’s stomach bubbled and churned, eager for another pony to add to its huge nutrient soup and Bolt moaned. The acid didn’t burn, in fact, if anything, it felt incredible! Wherever the acid touched tingled, the walls massaging was squeezing Bolt harder than before to get the acid all over him. Bolt felt the acid stretching him out so the walls could pamper more of him. He wriggled and thrashed, splashing acid over himself as his body began to drip like heated ice cream.

Sunny and Ruby finished their conversation and slithered away to who knows where… perhaps to play another game, who knew? Bolt didn’t, not that he cared! He was busy bubbling and churning away as he sank neck deep into the acid bath, his nerves singing in bliss as they melted away into liquid, the gas from the acid making his head go fuzzy and as mushy as his body was becoming. Bolt raised his hoof, giggling foolishly as he saw big red and creamy coloured droplets from his hooves run down and drip into the acid, adding his colours to it. He felt pleasantly strange, he was sitting in one corner of the stomach, and yet he could feel himself floating along the top of the acid to the far side, being sucked into the walls and stretched across Sunny’s long tail… it felt so good… so right… so… perfect…

“I’m… coil… chub…” Bolt mumbled before slipping under the acid and dissolving entirely, a few bubbles popping as a great puddle of red and speckles of brown spread out from where his body had dissolved.

Being digested felt heavenly! Being wrapped up, hypnotised… all of it paled to performing the ultimate level of submission and joining a lamia as part of them! Bolt couldn’t wait to try it with Ruby when he got regenerated… of course, had his mind been a bit clearer, he might have been confused why he was still able to think despite having no body. He would have been even more confused why he could feel the walls sucking him up and adding him to the coils… but soon that didn’t matter as his consciousness was absorbed into Sunny’s tail and soul and a bright white light overtook his senses… he was ready for the next ‘adventure’ the lamias had in store for him… whatever it was…