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Today we take a trip down to the Orchard for some peace and quiet. Certainly not the first place you would think for that action, it is more of the place where you always get buggered... One way or another.

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(Character Quote: "I will hold you to the offer, even if it will leave you in a mess." -Ace )

(Quick guide:

Ass worship, Anal vore, digestion, see through, internals, pony pred, anthro prey, graphic digestion.

After 1st: Disposal, post vore scat, masturbation, sentient scat, post vore sentience. )

(Legend:

Cent: Short term for centimetre.
Deci: Short term for decimetre.
Chronicle: A series of stories conneted but not sequential. Ongoing stories without regular updates. Rapacitor: A predator who eats for the sake of greed and gluttony.)

[Story preview:

The hustle and bustle of the Orchard surprised Ace. During the weekend the club was packed, but this was a workday and the catwalk was aglow with performers rousing the crowd with sensual dances. Ace had retreated off to the other end of the club, where hexagonals dressed in neon lit up the bar's counter. Here, there was a semblance of calm.
“What're ya havin?” Asked the Pegasus bartender.
“Stirred grape nectar, extra cider with that,” he said, elbows slumped onto the counter, “Put it on Gizmo's tab.”
“Gizmo's treating you? Well, where's that butt munch mutt?” she asked.
“Mutt's munching butts.” Ace nudged his muzzle in a gesture, guiding their vision to his rear.

Continued in the story above.]