Withania had a slight problem. The green mare was extremely proud of her garden, and she hardly ever had pest problems with it, but recently her flowers had been trampled by some massive creature that she was not able to identify, and along with this, someone had chewed the edges off all her tea bushes. It was really strange as it did not seem to be any of the bugs that would normally cause problems for a tea bush.
That, and they had eaten such a large amount of the tea bushes that it could not possibly be an insect that was causing it. It was really rather annoying, and she wanted to stop whatever creature was causing her so many problems. Her garden did not deserve this, and so she had set up as many Venus Fly-traps and other natural remedies to try and dissuade the bugs, but it wasn’t working in the slightest and she was getting really annoyed.
She was drifting off to sleep and wondering about how she was going to fix her plant problem, before the sound of her greenhouse shattering broke through the knight, her keen ears twitching from beneath her hazel mane instantly as the green-frogged mare rolled from her bed and slipped her hooves into her lilly-pad shaped slippers.
Quick as a flash she threw on her dark green dressing gown, which had little pictures of daisies on it that made her feel happy inside. In an instant she was tearing her way down the stairs like an eager foal, only instead of being eager she was extremely angry, someone had broken into her green-house!
She turned on the outside light and stepped outside, the path was bathed in flickering white light as the old lightbulb she used to light her path tried to warm up and flick to life.
Withina almost let out a scream at what she saw, a terrifying bee shaped creature with a stinger the size of her entire hoof was in her green-house. The one thing that stopped her from screaming was when the light fully flicked on and she realized that it was not in fact a giant bee that could impale her on its stinger and end her in an instant.
Instead it was a fully grown gray stallion wearing a bee costume. It took her brain several seconds to actually comprehend the fact that there was a fully grown stallion that had just broken into her greenhouse while dressed as a bee, and after comprehending it, the only thing that she could managed to say was a very confused “Wha?”
Unfortunately, the gray stallion in the bee costume also saw her, picking her out against the light that she had just switched on, and he had the smart plan of running towards the back of her greenhouse,
At this point, she was really already done with this whole situation, it was far too stupid and her head hurt far too much to be the sort of thing she wanted to deal with at whatever Celestia-forsaken hour it currently was.
But he had broken the side of her greenhouse, possibly eaten her tea bush, and was currently inside her greenhouse, so she unfortunately did need to deal with him, as much as she hated to admit it.
She calmly walked forward, slippers pattering gently across the stone slabs that made up the path of her greenhouse.
A sigh rolled from her lips as she picked out the figure of the bee shaped stallion in the darkness, crouching down and clearly attempting to catch her off-guard.
It might have worked, were there not so much light coming in from outside.
“Look, get off my land. I’m far too tired to deal with this and I don’t want to have to deal with the paperwork of calling in the guards. Go away and don’t come back and I won’t tell them that you were here. Go see a doctor or something, because you clearly need help.”
The bee shaped stallion jumped up the moment she stepped close, his horn glowing to life beneath the bee costume and making him look slightly radioactive with the sickly green glow coming from beneath the head piece.
She really wanted to help this stallion if it was at all possible, but she soon changed her tune when he took a straight razor from within the bee costume and unfolded it.
“Hah! You have fallen right into my trap, for I am not in fact a giant bee, I am...” He bowed down for dramatic purposes, then jumped up, “The Trottingham Terror!” He declared boldly, giving a loud laugh that didn’t really do much other then make her head hurt because it was too early to be doing with this.
He pointed the razor at her rather dramatically, then spoke again “I’m here for your tea bushes! I need tea!”
Withania really wanted to face-hoof right then and there, but this stallion was armed and the situation had changed, she did not want to take the risk of removing her eyes from him for a moment, because he was clearly unstable, and while she was much stronger then him, being an earth pony and all, that weapon could still hurt.
“If you wanted a cup of tea, you could have just knocked on my door and politely asked, there’s no need to eat my fucking tea bush!”
The thin grey stallion was not dissuaded in the slightest and kept his razor trained on her with his green eyes blazing hungrily, “I was just in the middle of scouting out your tea bush, and I’m gonna dig it up and then leave with it.”
She thought for a few moments, then frowned “Are you hitting on me? Is this what is happening here?” She asked, her tail swishing gently behind her as she tried to fully comprehend what this mad stallion was talking about. It certainly didn’t help that he spoke with a thick accent that she placed as from Trottingham.
This did throw the stallion off, who frowned softly and waved the razor at her threateningly.
“Don’t play games with me! Hand over the tea, or I will hurt you!”
This time, a frown formed onto her face, “If you had been polite and asked for help, I would have helped you, but you have come onto my land and threatened me! I don’t think you’ll be hurting me or anyone else again!”
The stallion didn’t seem to realize what danger he was in, at least until he heard movement behind him. All the plants had been sleeping due to the fact that it was dark and there was no sunlight to feed off of, but the noise that the stallion had made along with other factors had woken one of the plants up, and the six and a half foot tall Venus Fly-trap had sensed that someone other then its mother had broken into the greenhouse, and it didn’t seem happy.
The strange stallion turned back as the massive plant rose above him, and before he could say a word, the plant lunged forward and closed the teeth tightly around him, wrapping him tightly between the two blades or leaves of its head.
The effect of the plant was almost instant, the magic blocking effect sending his razor clattering to the floor as he let out a shocked squawk at being suddenly gulped up by the colossal plant, and Withania let out a soft chuckle as she switched on the greenhouse light, several special tube lights warming up overhead before bathing everything in a soft yellow light.
The plant did not have the strength to raise the stallion fully back into the air now that it had swallowed him, but it didn’t need to. The massive head of the plant was twice the size of the stallion that it had just swallowed up, and there was now a massive stallion shaped bulge in the middle of it.
The “teeth” or guard hairs of the plant that held the blade closed were like iron bars, and to start with the stallion let out a laugh and she could see him squirming against the inside of the plate.
“I have a weapon! Stupid fuckin’ plant.” He declared, slashing at the inside of the plant, which did nothing but cause the plant to tighten around him and cause a cry of shock as he tired to cut through the plant, but from the inside, those blade shaped leaves were like iron, and there was no way his straight razor could get through them.
He let out a stifled cry as all attempting to stab through the leaves did was make them pull tighter around him, making his shape even more defined against the guard blades, Withania moved over with a soft chuckle and sat down next to the plant as she stroked over the define shape of the stallion, the leaf was waxy, and as her hoof rubbed against it, she felt the stallion within squirm softly.
“Oh what a fool you were, why did you have to break into my greenhouse, eat my plants, and then threaten me? I really don’t like being too mean to ponies, but you attempted to cut me open. You claim to be the Trottingham Terror, and now? Well, you’re little more then plant food.”
Her hoof rubbed over the defined shape of the stallion as he squirmed against her, which made her giggle again in a mocking fashion
“There’s no getting out now, my plant is going to break you down into fertilizer for the plants you damage, you’re a real rapscallion, but you took it too far, and this is where your journey ends.”
The stallion struggled harder, and it made Withina grin, watching as the plant wrapped tighter around the stallion as the plant gurgled softly and got ready to begin breaking the stallion down.
She rested her ear against the plant, listening to it gurgle softly as it begin to fill up with digestive juices, the stallion reacting to it, the stallion writhing desperately and letting out a scream which distorted the plant around his face as his struggles went from trying to escape to desperately fearing for his life, but there was nothing he could do.
As she had stated before, she wasn’t a mean pony in the slightest.
With that fact in mind, she moved her head away from the gurgling plant for a moment as it focused massive amounts of energy into producing massive amounts of digestive acids, and instead focused her efforts on attempting to shush and comfort the stallion that was currently writhing around inside of it to the best of his ability.
that's it, keep struggling. It will make the plant digest you quicker… Mnnn. I hate to admit it, but this is really turning me on far more then I could ever explain
His face created an indent against the inside of the plant as he begin the standard pleading for his life. If he hadn’t have been so stupid, then he would never have never ended up in this position in the first place.
"Pleahs! I don’t want to be… F-food!" The stallion pleaded desperately, every word causing an indent around the shape of his maw as he desperately tried to form pleas, but they were hopeless. There was no way he was getting away from this fate now, and it made the area between her legs moist.
She knew the plant was going to squeeze him down to mush at any moment, and the thought got her exceptionally excited, far more excited then she normally liked to be at this time of night.
A soft sigh rolled from her lips as she stepped forward
"I hope you don’t mind, but the area between my legs is drenched and I don’t want to go back to bed like this."
She stepped over the stallion and straddled him, the arousal between her legs was like a raging wildfire that she had no control over, and she groaned out in pleasure as she touched it down against the waxy surface of the plant.
It wasn’t the most sexy thing in the world, but the thought of the stallion churning away to mush beneath her was more then enough to get her going, and with sex, the mental element was the most important element.
The stallion let out a cry and squirmed wildly, pressing the plant up into her groin, which made her groan in pleasure and grip her powerful thighs around him, still wearing her dressing gown and slippers as she begin to grind her crotch against the stallion, the plant drawing tighter and tighter with every second that passed.
She could feel the digestive juices sloshing about inside the pod, already working on softening up the stallion as she gripped him tightly between her thighs and begin to rub against him, using him as if he was nothing more then a body pillow, his desperate struggles doing little more then making her even more aroused as she tried to find the perfect angle to rub her herself against him in order to pleasure her needy clit.
It felt like she was on fire, riding high on a cloud of arousal, nothing else mattered but getting off. She rubbed her hooves over his body with vigour as soft cries of arousal forced their way from her lips, the juices dripping all over the side of the plant and onto the floor.
By this point, the stallion wasn’t even able to plead for his life because of how tightly the plant was currently wrapped around him, but this point he was already plant food, the only difference being the fact that for now at least he also managed to double as a sex toy, and he was doing a fantastic job of that, barely able to contain the urge to stop her brown eyes from rolling back in her skull and throwing herself head over slippers into an early orgasm.
But she couldn’t let that happen just yet, it was a very rare treat that she got to do anything like this and she planned to enjoy it to the very best of her ability.
She gripped the squirming stallion tighter between her legs and let out a soft gasp as she felt the stallion give a fleeting struggle, his hoof kicking out gently against her cunt, although his struggles were rapidly dying down at this point. The digestive juices and restricting efforts of the plant having drained the strength out of the poor stallion far faster then any of them could have expected.
Her orgasm was getting closer, and even with her immense self control she could not hold off her orgasm for much longer.
She gripped the stallion tightly between her thighs and let out a soft groan as she pressed her thighs tightly around his feminine frame which was clearly defined to all those on the outside of the plant, although for the moment that was just her.
Withania adjusted her grip so that it was focused around his head, currently distorted by the stallion’s desperate attempts to draw air, as the plant got closer and closer to becoming completely air tight.
She squeezed her thighs tightly together, giving a soft grunt as she focused all her strength into squeezing her thighs together. The poor stallion attempted one final cry, but the digestive juices had made his body soft, and all it took was one extra hard squeeze of her powerful muscles and-
SQUELCRUNCH
The stallion’s form collapsed beneath her into shapeless mush, plant food, and it was enough to finally send the mare over the edge
A howl of pleasure ripped its way free from her lips as she arched her back roughly and pressing into the mush that had once been a stallion. Every single one of her nerve endings fired off at once, sending signals of pleasure that reduced her brain to mush for a few moments as her eyes rolled all the way back in her head and her tongue lolled from out of her mouth.
Her body clenched tightly around the plant for grip as she rode out the throes of her orgasm, bucking her hip back and forth desperately as she convulsed all the strength from out of her muscles dancing along to the pleasure that the stallion had been so kind to gift her.
Once her orgasm came to a stop, her mind begin to return itself to a solid state, something that the stallion wouldn’t be able to copy. She rolled over onto her back and let out a soft, pleasured sigh, one of her legs softly kicking as she basked in the afterglow of her orgasm, staring towards the plant that was currently gurgling away the stallion to regain the energy it had expended on digesting him.
He had more then made up for breaking onto her land in the pleasure that he had bought her in being broken down by the plant.
She slowly climbed to her hooves, legs wobbling softly as blood returned to her head. That had really taken a lot out of her, and the area between her legs, along with her thighs, was drenched with her juices.
Considering the fact that she had just watched a stallion get digested, she wasn’t really affected in the slightest, it was little more then a normal evening to her.
She stepped over to the side of her greenhouse and let out a soft sigh as she stared at the stallion shaped hole in the side of the glass. The whole panel would need to be replaced. That was going to be really expensive…
Still, she wasn’t mad any more, the stallion had more then paid his dues. Withania walked back into her house and slowly wobbled her way up the stairs towards the shower. She needed to climb into the shower and clean the juices off the inside of her thighs.
The hot water felt good against her coat, and it washed away the sins that she had just committed, a soft sigh rolling from her lips as she turned her head up into the warm water.
She was going to sleep well tonight.
It was about a week later, Withania had gathered up the plant food from the Venus Fly-trap, after the plant had taken its fill. All that was left of the stallion was a small bag of bits that she had collected, along with a small brown seed that she planted in her front garden.
Already it was starting to sprout into a tree, and once it was fully grown it would return the stallion to life, although hopefully this time he would have learned his lesson about breaking and entering!
