The Vore Connection

The low lights of the studio obscured and hid the day’s contestant. Only the stagehands were close enough to see who it was, and they were too busy making a final check to their makeup to really pay attention. Once satisfied with their work, the stagehands left so the cameras could start rolling. Mere seconds after the cameras turned on, the loud voice of the announcer cut through the murmuring of the studio audience.

"Weeeeeeeeelcome to The Vore Connection, where we match a prey with a potential pred for life!" exclaimed the disembodied voice of the game show's announcer from. "Now, heeeeeere's your host, Steel Stud!"

At the announcer's cue, a charismatic earth pony with a white coat and silver mane walked out from behind the set. He flashed a big smile and waved to the cameras as the audience applauded.

"Hello and welcome to Equestria's favorite game show, The Pred Dating Game!" introduced the host. "I'm your host and matchmaker Steel Stud." Steel turned his gaze to the obscured mare and gestured to the silhouette. "Now, let's welcome our very special prey contestant."
Silver pulled out a small card and began reading from it.

"Our prey today is a very special guest,” he began. “She describes herself as a nerdy, introverted, lover of books. She’s saved Equestria on multiple occasions… Hailing all the way from Ponyville, let's give it up for the princess of friendship herself! Say hello to the one and only…” He paused to build up tension. “Twilight Sparkle!"

No sooner had her name been spoken the lights around her turned on at full brightness. Now no longer obscured in the shadows the crowd could see her clearly. The crowd went nuts. There were screams of recognition, thunderous applause and a few surprised gasps mixed in. THE Princess of Friendship, prey?

Steel let the crowd go on for only a short while before taking back control of the show.
"So, Twilight Sparkle. Princess of Friendship and multiple time savior of Equestria. Please tell us and the surprised studio audience what brings you on the show today. "

Twilight paused briefly and took in all the ponies watching her. "Well, Steel, as you know I spend most of my time reading books or saving Equestria. But even princesses have their own baser needs. Being the one in charge is fine and all, but sometimes I’d rather be on the other side,” explained Twilight. “But reading and saving the world tend to limit my downtime. So naturally, my free time to find a nice pred is, well, quite limited. Besides, I'd prefer staying in the library in my free time over anything else, anyway.”

Steel gave a knowing nod as a cheeky smile formed on his face. "So would you say when it comes to finding Mr. Rightpred, you’d rather… check them out at the library?"
Before Twilight could respond, the entire audience roared with laughter at the wordplay. Once the laughter died down Twilight could finally respond.

"Yeah, it would be so much easier than trying to go out and find my own. So when I heard about this game show..."

Steel gave another nod and gestured to the far wall. Behind the wall sat three potential preds Three preds who were positioned behind a wall and whose voices were magically altered. There would be no way for Twilight to know who they were by sight or sound.

"Well then, let's see if we can play matchmaker for you, Twilight. Say hello to Pred #1."

The crowd clapped politely before the pred spoke.

"I've spent many a night fantasizing about gulping you down!"

Twilight found the sentiment rather odd and slightly confusing, going as far as to reply simply, "Uh... hi Pred #1…"

"Pred #2."

“You sound quite delicious already. I can’t wait to get a taste of you.”

Twilight responded with a polite, “Why thank you.”

“And last but not least, Pred #3.”

“I’m just glad to be here, Steel!”

Steel gave a small nod after the introductions were done then turned and gestured to Twilight, who was patiently sitting and waiting. “Alright, Now that we’ve introduced the three preds, it’s now time to ask your questions!”

Twilight nodded back before taking a few seconds to think. She wasn’t quite sure which of her questions she would ask first. Finally, with a definite nod, she decided on what to ask first.

“Alright, my first question is to all three preds,” she said. “I tend to stay up rather late reading my books. So my question: are you more of a morning pony or a night owl? Pred number 1?”

Pred number 1 took no time in thinking of their answer. “I have my show I practice for so I have to get up early, but I hate hate hate mornings!” they complained. “But I also don’t like staying up super late. So, really, I’m not really a morning pony OR a night owl, I’d say I’m more of a permanently exhausted pigeon.”

Twilight could only chuckle at the response, though her mind was working overtime. Just who exactly was pred number 1? She knew many ponies who would fit that particular description. But she had little time to think. She had a game to play! “Heh, I see. And how about you, Pred number 2?”

Pred number 2 paused as they found the wording for their answer. “Well, my work requires me to stay up all night, so I am very much a night owl. Mornings are just the worst!”

Twilight nodded in response. “Yeah, mornings for me means it’s time for important princess business and having to put my books away. And some mornings it’s hard to drag myself away from my books.” Twilight gave a small sigh at that thought. “And finally, your answer pred number 3?”

Pred number 3 also paused, though much more briefly than pred number 2 as they formed their response. “Oh, that’s easy! I’m totally a morning person.” There was another brief pause. “Besides, it’s called ‘breakfast in bed’ not ‘dinner in bed’~”

Twilight blushed deeply at the implication and awkwardly cleared her throat.

“Ahem, y-yes, well…” Twilight responded with a slight flustered stutter. “My next question is to pred number 2. I love collecting and reading books. What’s the last book you read and did you enjoy it?”

Pred number 2 gave an audible gulp at the question. Twilight swore that despite not being able to see the pred, they were blushing from the question. “Well, er, it wasn’t exactly a book book like you would read,” they explained. “Not like a novel, I mean. It well... Not even my sister knows I have it. It’s…” There was a brief pause and the sound of a calming exhale as they prepared to finally answer. “To Serve Pone.”

Twilight blinked in response to the answer, her own blush growing redder. Had she heard the answer correctly? “I-I’m not sure I heard you correctly. You said that the last book you read was-”

“Yes, you heard correctly,” responded pred number 2. “The last book I read was the gryphon cookbook ‘To Serve Pone. And to answer the second part of your question, I have enjoyed it on multiple occasions. Some of which included fantasies of you as the main course.”

Twilight let out a small, almost indetectable moan from that admittance. “Y-yes, I see. T-Thank you,” she stammered out. Twilight took a few seconds to try and calm herself down enough to let the fantasies of whoever pred number 2 was leave her mind and calm down enough to be able to continue her questions.

“My next question is to pred number 3,” she continued once calm enough. “As prey, I may have certain requests of my pred, such as how gentle they are, how degrading they can be, those sorts of things. So my question for you is: What is the weirdest request a prey has asked of you and how did you respond?

Pred number 3 once again answered almost immediately. "I started a relationship with a prey, whose only real request was If we ever broke up, I would 'dump' her. She left the choice of reforming up to me."

Twilight blushed deeply at the response but nodded so the camera could see. “If I was in a long term relationship with a pred, I think I’d have that same stipulation. So have you…?”

“No, she’s too much fun to want to ‘dump’ just yet.”

“Thank you number 3. Now,” continued Twilight, “My next question is to pred number 1. What’s the most amazing meal you’ve ever had, either food or prey?”

“My job takes me across the country, spending time away from the hustle and bustle of the cities,” explained pred number 1. “Many places have quaint little hole in the wall places and offer delicious kinds of local food. However, the most amazing meal I ever had was the five-block all you could eat buffet out in Las Pegasus. I gorged myself until I couldn’t see the bottoms of my hooves, I was so stuffed!”

Twilight shifted slightly in her seat, trying to hide the growing arousal from all the answers she was getting. “Oof… I-I bet you were immobile for-”

“Two whole days.”

Twilight could only give a small gulp in response before she could clear her throat for one last question.

“My final question is a two-parter and for all the preds. What qualities are you looking for in a prey, and what is your favorite or preferred way of ingesting a meal?

Pred number 1 answered first. “Taste is always a top priority for my prey,” they responded. “Followed by how filling they are. As far as my favorite method of eating, I like to just gulp them down my throat.”

Pred number 2 was next. “Filling is definitely something that tops my list,” they answered. “But I also look for prey who can please me as well as entertain me.” There was a pause before an answer to the second part of the question. “I do enjoy all forms, but I suppose my preference would be to shove my prey down my cock.

And finally, pred number 3 answered. “To be completely honest, I’ve got no single criteria for picking prey. They all deserve to go somewhere in me!” There wasn’t even a pause for the second part of the question. “And favorite way of getting a meal inside me? Up the butt.”

The lights on the contestants dimmed as the spotlight trained on both Twilight and Steel Stud.

“Well, Twilight, you’ve asked your questions, got your answers, and now it’s time to make your choice!” The crowd clapped politely. “So, which pred will you choose to take backstage? Will it be Pred number 1, Pred number 2, or Pred number 3?”

Twilight sat in contemplation as she weighed her options, the answers she got, and her own personal preferences.

“Well, Steel I think I’ll choose:”

Pred Number 1
Pred Number 2
Pred Number 3