Elephant Visitor

by Game-BeatX14

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Fetish, Pinkie Pie, Random
Length: 1321

Pinkie Pie gets a surprise visit from a hungry creature with a voracious trunk.

Pinkie Pie is busy baking at Sugarcube Corner, trying to fulfill several large orders in time for the customers. Her plans get set back when a hungry elephant wanders in and starts slurping up everything in sight. To make matters worse, the animal can’t seem to differentiate between the delicious food, and the pony making it.

Tags: trunk vore

Published 2019-10-26 16:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2019-10-26 16:50:01 UTC

One Hungry Pachyderm

Elephant Visitor
By Game-BeatX14

It was a beautiful morning as the sun shined brightly over Ponyville. Birds chirped away with their happy songs, and the cool temperature made for a perfect day all around. But sadly, Pinkie Pie couldn’t enjoy any of it right now. While everypony else was busy going for walks and enjoying the outside weather, she was spending all day inside baking at Sugarcube Corner. Since Mr. and Mrs. Cake were out on a business trip for the day, it left her to tackle the backlog of orders by herself. There were over two dozen to fill, ranging from cakes and donuts, to frosted Danishes and pastries. It was tough to shut out the world and stay focused for hours on end, but she had ample confidence in herself. After all, she had pulled off plenty of arduous work days before.

“Okay, I just have to preheat the oven to four-hundred degrees for the first cake, make six more batches of dough, and frost four dozen cookies. Oh, and I can’t forget the cinnamon. No wait, or was it nutmeg? Do I have enough Macadamia nuts? Agh, where did I put the recipe book!”

Her concentration was interrupted when she heard a loud and repeated thumping at the door. Wondering who it could be, she trotted over to the entrance of the shop and opened it. She jumped in surprise, now being face to face with a huge gray elephant. It towered ten feet over her, looking down with a goofy expression.

“Oh, hello there Mr. Elephant… Uh, what brings you here today?” She asked nervously.

It wasn’t that she was intimidated by elephants. In fact, most of them were fairly harmless. But the sheer size of the creature was imposing; its rippled trunk alone matched the width of her entire body. The animal could barely fit through the store entrance, wiggling through with much resistance and cracking the wooden frame in the process.

“Hey, careful!” Pinkie yelled.

The curious pachyderm wandered around, flaring its wide nostril and sniffing audibly. While elephants usually had two nasal passages separated by cartilage, this one seemed to possess a singular unified snout. She knew that elephants had poor vision, but they could definitely smell when something was cooking. It took a deep breath and started inhaling with ferocious intensity. Cookies and cupcakes began to fly off the counter, being drawn towards its trunk at warp speed. Pinkie Pie started to panic, scrambling to save the desserts she had worked so hard to make. The suction emanating from its nose got louder, creating a force that rivaled the power of an industrial vacuum cleaner. Everything including cooking utensils, heavy bags of flour, and even appliances like her blender were sucked up without hesitation. Pinkie nearly wanted to cry, as she watched all her baking ingredients and supplies get hoovered up like specks of dirt.

“No! Stop it right now!” She begged.

Her pleas were ignored, as the elephant continued greedily ingesting everything in sight that would fit into its trunk. Which due to the remarkably stretchy tip, was almost everything. Her jaw dropped as a twenty-pound bag of rice was snorted up in a split-second, creating a loud thumping sound and momentary bulge before it was swallowed. Pinkie couldn’t believe her eyes. Despite being no stranger to zany abilities, even she couldn’t fathom how that worked.

Time was running out. She realized that drastic measures were needed, or else there would be nothing left to save. She stepped forth and began waving her hooves to distract the elephant from eating for a moment. But while trying to get the beast’s attention, she made the mistake of getting a bit too close... Her apron was caught in the cone of suction and started to flap in the breeze. Before she could get a grip on it, the fabric tore and flew away. Pinkie watched in horror as her favorite cooking outfit was slurped up with a loud whiplash and disappeared.

Shfwoomp!

“Hey, give that back!” Pinkie yelled as her voice cracked, knowing deep down that she was never going to see it again. Her favorite apron, a sentimental garment that she had worn for years, was simply gone in the blink of an eye. She started to tear up, but her lamenting was cut short when the elephant turned towards her with a hungry look on its face. She looked around for a place to hide, quickly realizing that the room was bare and nothing loose remained.

Except for her…

“Oh no...” Pinkie flinched. “S-stay back, I’m not food!” She stammered.

The mischievous animal extended its trunk and pointed directly at her. Pinkie began to feel scared. The enormous flared nasal passage was hugely intimidating, appearing even wider than before. It was like staring down a tubular black hole that could devour anything. She barely had time to react as the elephant inhaled with all its might. Pinkie felt her whole body get caught in a tight cone of tornadic air, which forcibly dragged her across the floor. She started to panic. Her mane and tail stretched out, feeling like they were about to be ripped away. She had to squint her eyelids for fear that her eyeballs might get sucked out of their sockets.

Pinkie’s heart raced. While she was a full-grown pony, she knew that she stood no chance after seeing all the heavy and bulky objects it was capable of inhaling. The wind buffeted loudly against her ears, making it hard to concentrate. She took a leap of faith by turning and jumping backwards towards the kitchen, grabbing onto the only thing that couldn’t be torn away… The sink. It seemed to work, keeping her grounded in place against the relentless wind. Unfortunately, this only prompted the elephant to suck even harder in an emphatic attempt to dislodge her.

WHIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRR!

The all-encompassing vacuum force was too much to bear. Pinkie struggled to keep hold. Her grip started to loosen, and her hooves finally slipped away. She screamed as she was pulled backwards through the air across the room, barreling head first towards her demise.

SHOOOMP!

A massive bulge pulsed smoothly through the animal’s trunk. Pinkie was snorted up so hard and fast that it felt like a rollercoaster. She rocketed through the dark and fleshy nasal passage within seconds, and upon exit was launched into its mouth. She landed chest first on a large slimy tongue and immediately wrapped her hooves around it. Pinkie Pie clung tightly to the appendage, trying with all her strength not to slide backwards and down into the wide throat beneath. Her mind raced with visceral fear of being digested, and her breathing became shallower. Thoughts of friends and family being left behind started to manifest in her mind.

This might be the end…

However, her dangerous predicament didn’t last long. In a stroke of luck, the beast opened its mouth and hastily spit her out, finding no enjoyment in her equine taste. Pinkie was spared from danger and landed on the floor with a thud, shaken up and covered in a thick layer of saliva, but thankfully unharmed. Before she could even fully grasp what had happened, the elephant turned around and stomped out of Sugarcube Corner, leaving her alone once again.

After regaining her senses, Pinkie Pie wearily sat up and gazed around the bare kitchen to take stock of the losses. Nothing was left except for lighting fixtures and empty cabinets. In a moment of despondency, she buried her face in her hooves and remained motionless. Hours of hard work had gone down the drain, and it would take weeks to restock and furnish the bakery back to its original productive state. She sighed loudly, feeling utterly bewildered.

“Mr. and Mrs. Cake aren’t going to believe this one. Guess I have a lot of shopping trips to make...”