Mul's Mini Marshmallow Meal

by Bixtie

Rating: teen
Tags: Original Character, Fetish, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe
Length: 1678

Mulberry makes a meal out of the first customer to walk in - they were too adorable and sweet-looking to resist!

A short vore story. On a rainy day, Mulberry rushes to her bakery and simply cannot resist indulging herself when a short, cute, chubby little mare walks herself in moments after opening.

Contains: Oral vore, stuffing, soft digestion, some weight gain, implied reformation.

STRICTLY NON CANONICAL.

Published 2020-02-16 21:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2020-02-16 21:30:01 UTC

The Three Foot Marshmallow

Rain generously pounded down onto the town of Ponyville as Mulberry Tart raced back inside of her cozy, well-heated bakery after flipping the open sign over. She didn't figure on many ponies wanting to walk over since the weather was exceptionally dismal today, though was certain at least a couple of sweet tooths would venture inside.

As the moment as her hooves clopped on the floor behind the counter, a mare burst inside, trying not to shake too much to ensure the building stayed dry. Looking her over, Mulberry noticed how short the newcomer was.

Slowly the petite mare trotted over to the counter. Her coat was a pure white, with a pink and green afro for a mane. Her head turned up towards Mulberry.

“Hello! I'll take a...” as she decided, Mulberry felt her stomach growl quietly, hunger beginning to grow inside of her. The cute, small mare was beginning to look delectable.

“... a box of cupcakes, please! Any flavour! Oh..Sekkachi by the way. In case you need to call my name or something...” Sekkachi seemed to have a permanent blush of some sort on her face. Judging by her voice and little mannerisms, it was evident she was at the very least 18...yet was the height of a filly. If only a bit taller.

Mulberry had to resist the urge to smack her lips. It looked as if she were about to have an early lunch. But...Sekkachi didn't seem like a big enough meal. Luckily, the little marshmallow was hungry. She would get her cupcakes, all right...

"Oh...of course! And don't you worry..." She paused for dramatic effect, "it won't cost you a single bit!"

Sekkachi's eyes opened wide, both in surprise and confusion. "But...like labour costs and ingredients and-"

Mulberry shook her head. Picking up a few boxes, she trotted around to where Sekkachi was. "Don't you worry about it! We have...a second payment option, let's put it like that. Have a seat, please! Just there."

Sekkachi sat her rump on the floor, looking up at Mulberry curiously. She wouldn't get much chance to analyze the situation, as a cupcake was abruptly stuffed into her mouth. Sekkachi's blush seemed to brighten as she carefully chewed the cupcake, making sure the pink hoof left her mouth before she did so.

Mulberry smiled; her eyes were half-lid but in less of a seductive manner and more of a...plotting manner. As soon as she saw Sekkachi's throat pulsate and heard the gulp as the first cupcake was swallowed, in went another. Some colourful frosting began to paint the small mare's face as she was fed cupcake after cupcake. Suspecting nothing, Sekkachi diligently ate every last one that was given to her, swallowing some whole. Every time she did that her throat would swell with the shape of the dessert.

Sekkachi's stomach had begun swelling after only a few cupcakes. Over time it would grow and grow, expanding to hold all of the food being stuffed up her mouth. She looked down after what felt like nary ten minutes of being fed cupcakes to see how large her stomach had gotten. It looked like it was bigger than the rest of her body!

Wrapping her small legs around her now-large and stuffed stomach, Sekkachi gave it a big squeeze. This caused a loud burp to come from her, making her small body shake a bit. Mulberry giggled, getting behind Sekkachi. She loudly smacked her lips, small drops of saliva dripping down onto Sekkachi's face. Sekkachi would only catch a glimpse of the hungry, wet maw descending towards her before it enveloped her.

Sekkachi's stomach rumbled as she was covered in the slick, wet maw. Due to her stomach weighing her down, she could do little more than flail her hooves. Predominantly out of simple shock, rather than any form of fear - for the moment anyway. Mulberry's tongue wrapped and slurped around her, soaking her every inch in saliva as the muscles convulsed, squishing on Sekkachi as they tugged her inside. She yelled something, but between the sounds of Mulberry's maw and her head being squished between thick muscle, it was hardly audible.

Mulberry gulped, her jaw extending as much it could to allow Sekkachi's stomach to slip inside, her tongue attacking it as her throat pulsed, pulling the sweet meal down further. Continuing to flail her hooves, Sekkachi would make small, round bulges in Mul's cheeks and throat, albeit less in the throat - the warm tunnel of wet muscle was too tight to allow for much movement. Sekkachi felt herself get pulled further down the strong throat as Mul's tongue draped across the small pony's hind legs, smothering them with sticky saliva.

Within a few moments, a loud swallow violently sucked Sekkachi downwards, Mul easily slurping up her tail and shutting her jaw, leaving the rest to her throat. Around the prey, her throat squeezed and pushed, the force edging Sekkachi down naturally, a harder push coming whenever Mul decided to swallow. Though...those were noticeably sparse - she was taking her time to savour the flavour.

Seating herself behind the counter, Mul gave her throat a couple of pats as she felt her meal slither down it slowly, making the area appear much thicker and bigger than it was. She could feel Sekkachi wriggle about as much as was possible, though her overstuffed, loudly churning stomach hindered her movement. Another gulp tugged the mare down Mulberry's gullet further, slowly beginning to near the stomach. Sekkachi's eyes went wide and a rush came to her mouth, which opened as she let out a loud belch from within the throat, causing it to vibrate some. Sekkachi's stomach contracted a bit, only causing it to get louder in both mare's ears and letting Sekkachi slide slightly more efficiently.

At last, Mulberry's meal had reached the top sphincter. The fluffy mane pressed against it, following additional pressure from Sekkachi’s head. The sphincter forcefully sucked Sekkachi in, pushing her all the way down into the depths of Mulberry’s stomach. No longer in a constricted space, the small mare gasped for breath. She felt her body immediately getting massaged and gently kneaded by the slimy, slick stomach walls; her muscles were forced to relax. The space was tight, dark, and wet - even a mare as small as she was somewhat forced to curl up within.

Mulberry smacks her lips, giving her stomach a pat. As her hoof made contact she felt Sekkachi’s hoof kick against hers as hard as she could. That caused Mulberry’s eyes to go wide as she let a loud belch out. That raised a giggle from her predator.

“Like I said! We have a second payment option!” Mulberry exclaimed. “Don’t worry! You reform afterward.”

Sekkachi wanted to kick at the stomach more, but her muscles were too comfortable and relaxed due to the constant kneading from the walls around her. Some dripping was heard from inside of the stomach as it began to secrete its acids to digest Sekkachi. Due to the space being cramped, some of the acids would land directly on the mare within - though to her surprise it felt less painful than she’d expected. Rather, between her body being massaged and kneaded into submission and the acids, Sekkachi found she was melting.

Her limbs were almost completely tenderized, the acids sizzling around them as the stomach slowly filled, causing Mulberry’s abdomen to expand a bit more. She stayed in her position behind the counter and watched as her stomach pulsed and contracted, working hard on the meal. The room was filled with noises from the overfilled stomach - the gurgles and churns as the walls pressed and pushed the acids around; the increasingly loud dripping of acid. Lifting up her front hooves, Mulberry squished them down onto her stomach, which indented with the pressure.

The resulting effect was making the space tighter around Sekkachi for a moment; as well as exciting the stomach, causing the acids to pour in more rapidly. The stomach walls also began to make faster and harder movements - at this point, the lack of pain again surprised Sekkachi. Within moments she felt her legs get squished and churned, melting away rather quickly with the new pace of the stomach.

More prominent were the gurgles of the baker's stomach with this new development. Sekkachi's vision slowly began to fade as her hind legs were now squeezed tightly between the roof and floor of the stomach. The stomach acids again did their job, the liquid gently and painlessly melting the squished limbs. This made her vision get even darker, stomach now entirely focused and kneading her body. That was also incredibly softened, almost as easy to melt as ice. Sekkachi's eyes focused on weakly watching as her body was abruptly squeezed, forcing them to shut. The pressure caused Mulberry to let another loud burp out again.

Mulberry chuckled and stood up as the noises of her stomach slowly began to quiet, its meal finished. Acids emptied out and caused her stomach to shrink as much as it could. Though it noticeably hung further down than it had earlier - digesting Sekkachi had added some fat to her stomach. A decent amount too, since the mare had been on the chubby side.

"Ah~ Delicious!" Mulberry smiled, shutting her eyes for a moment as a magical aura surrounded her horn, the baker casting the reformation spell.

Sekkachi would reappear in her bed within a few moments and have no memory of the events of the morning, keeping this entire scene out of the public ear or eye. If word got out, it might not be the best look or outcome for Mulberry.

Her eyes opened again and she went back into her kitchen, switching the oven on as her stomach went completely silent. She shuffled through her pantry and fridge for ingredients and began resuming her normally scheduled baking.

Author's Note

Mulberry Tart belongs to Mulberrytarthorse/MommaMulberry!

(permission also given for use of cover art)

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