Flash Story Collection

(Commission for: TheBronyDog, who is a fan of living inside someone's body, and in this case, asked for a pony living inside an orca pony. While it is vore themed, as she's inside the stomach, the idea is more something called Endo, so I'm marking it as that. 20 USD)

Violet woke up to the sound of the waves on the nearby shore. Outside, the light of dawn was visible, the snap as it came on enough on its own to have woken her, but she barely reacted to it, instead turning over in her bed, the soft pillow a nice counterpoint to the mattress, which had grown a little firm over the last few days, a sad fact of life for her.

She was just about to fall back into a dream, when a gurgle echoed over the world, and she groaned, holding herself tightly against her bed, as the whole of her home tilted. Luckily, everything was nailed down, just to prevent anything from falling out of place. She'd made straps of cloth and such things to hold everything, especially her precious books, in place.

It still made her own stomach do a flip, as it always did, as the world tilted backwards, and she felt the rush of motion, the rising of something from the depths, and then, from the distance, heard the crash of water, as a massive form breached the surface of a great sea. Finally, a squawk, and then silence, as the unicorn held herself for the crash.

It came a moment later, the orca pony slammed down into the surf, and she swallowed something. The noise of it was rather comforting, and Violet waited until she heard the accompanying splash of something in the sea outside, before she used her magic to undo the bindings that held her to her bed, and then walked out of her room, into the home.

Around her, were books, and games, and entertainments she had acquired over the years. Decks of cards, in various binds and types, from the famous Tarot, to the more common suits of playing cards. She even had three different chess sets, and a tablet, one of those new magical devices, filled with tomes, set into one of the walls, all of them bound there by cloth and magic.

She didn't bother with any of it, at the moment. Food first, and maybe an exploration of the nearby shore. Then she'd entertain herself. She walked on, and soon came to her 'kitchen'. Not that any, save a unicorn, would have called it that. It was a non-descript room, with various containers on the wall, filled with oddly color cubes and the like.

Yawning, the unicorn, Violet Embers, started counting, going over in her mind when she'd last eaten what, and finally decided to have chocolate today, opening the container full of brown soft cubes, and biting into it, enjoying the taste on her tongue as she slid the container back, and locked it to the wall, enjoying the way it rattled, even as she mentally prepared her spells for the day.

Food prep, as it happened, was easy for a unicorn, who had the proper materials on hoof, and strangely, her host tended to snack on just what she needed, making the gathering of such things as simple as going to the shore and floating them over. Chocolate, grass(Actually kelp, but same difference), even some hay a time or two, probably from a ship.

Violet finished her breakfast in a few bites, and then walked to her door, pressing a hoof against it, and reciting the words she'd done so often, they were engrained in her soul. A barrier, a shield, or whatever you might decide to call it, soon blossomed above the door, and she opened it, and stepped outside her home, and into her world.

Around her, walls of pink flesh, spotted with flecks of black, rose into the sky, higher than she had heard of any pegasus being able to fly. A sea of juices, stomach acids, stood, the movements of the body and walls around them creating a rough and churning tide, as the body of something...either a dragon or a bird of some kind, it was hard to tell, lay in the middle of the bubbling liquid.

Violet barely noticed, instead breathing deeply of the air. It was warmer out here, humid, with the heat of the body she lived inside, the great beast, the Leviathan, an Orca pony, one she'd been hunting some time ago, trying to capture for the institute back in Manehatten for that idiot purple stallion she often claimed to respect back in her days on the firm.

To be fair, it was only by the grace of his spell, one that had reduced her in height, but made her practically invulnerable, that she still lived, as droplets of the acid sea sprayed at her form. She barely felt it. In fact, she could imagine it as the sea water outside, and it smelled salty enough to play the part, as she went to the edge of the shore, and focused.

Her magic was soon trawling the stomach contents, lines of light shifting through the various bits and bobs of the floor, searching for something interesting, or just fun, and finally finding something that she tore from a mass below, lifting it up in her glowing strength, and then smiling, as she began to loose her prepared spell onto what turned out to be a feather, probably from the orca's breakfast.

Magical energy surged from her horn, and the unicorn felt the pressure, as she worked her spell over the mass of what had once been a living thing, shifting it around, converting it into something more useful to hear than a half digested feather, even as it floated above the acid sea. Soon enough, she was smiling to herself, as the feather was reduced to a cube, and it dropped onto her hoof.

It was almost an exact replica of the cube of chocolate she'd eaten for breakfast, and her stomach, as she smelled it, taking in the scent of the stomach juices nearby, but filtering those out, growled at the offered treat. She rubbed at it, but ignored the demand for food, instead slowly moving back inside, so she could replace the taken supply.

That done, and her craving for sweets fought back down, Violet again emerged from her home, into the open stomach, and looked towards the center, the breakfast of the orca vanished now, leaving only a few bubbles in the center. She smiled at that, hoping the Leviathan enjoyed her meal, as she began to walk along the shore, not going anywhere in particular, but just...feeling like she should today.