Adventures at Bonnie’s Place

In Canterlot above a newer, but popular adult eatery Bonnie’s Place its owner the cream colored unicorn Bonnie Delight bent over her desk balancing the books and working out her profits and losses for the month. Her deep green magic glowed around the pen as it scribbled away. She yawned and stretched her legs making her ample flanks and plot jiggle slightly from the motion. Years of eating well and often had left the mare with a rotund figure, many a colt and mare friend having added to it on occasion when they decided to take the plunge down her throat. Vore being a lifestyle she greatly enjoyed and others did as well, her eatery serving adult clients in that very lifestyle. Her staff and volunteers offered themselves up on the menu in many forms. Bonnie’s talent in transmutation spells had made her business very lucrative and some pretty important ponies very happy.

A panicked knock on her door drew the mare from her ledgers and with a flick of her horn the door unlocked and swung open.

“Miss Delight Miss Delight, we have a problem!” A panicky mared rushed her hooves dancing on the hardwood floor as she tried to stay in one spot.

“Calm down sug, and tell ya Mama Bonnie what’s wrong?” Bonne rose off her haunches and trotted to the mare giving her a calming nuzzle.

“Oh oh its that plothead Prince Blueblood at it again,” The mare grumbled and stomped a hoof, “he came in with the Princess’ party and grabbed one of the servers that was off menu and and—“

Bonnie Delight didn’t need to hear the rest. In a dead sprint the larger mare thundered down the stairs from her loft apartment and office to the restaurant proper. She burst through the kitchen door nearly bowling over a cook as she stormed into the dining room. There at a toppled table with a bulging struggling stomach was Prince “Plothead” Blueblood. He belched loudly and gave his belly a firm smack to try and quell its struggling.

“Quit struggling you whiny peasant, you should be honored to be a meal for our royal personage.” He huffed and turned his snout up. “The nerve you have to resis—“

His rant was cut short as Bonnie’s mountainous plot collided with his head and slammed it against the wall. The impact caused her voluminous flanks and plot to jiggle like jello as they hit the wall around Blueblood’s head. Her weighty cheeks left a peach shaped impression on its surface as she pulled away. Blueblood was reeling from the peach bomb and his eye rolled in their sockets as he slumped to the floor. Bonnie quickly pressed against his stomach with her hind legs aiding her employee struggles up Blueblood’s throat. The stallion emerged covered in slime and saliva gasped for air and quickly crawled away, hiding behind Bonnie.

“Run up the stairs and use my bathroom to clean up sug, Mama Bonnie will be up to check on ya soon.” Bonnie gave the cowering stallion a smile and motion toward the kitchen door. The earth pony gave a shake nod and sprinted off. Bonnie turned toward the still reeling prince and glared down at him.

“That’s twice in a month ya plotheaded feather brain. Which means your sorry royal behind is mine.” Bonnie’s horn flared to life as her magic lifted Blueblood into the air. The irate unicorn stomped across the general dining area, her other customers giving her a wide berth, a few chuckling at Blueblood’s expense. The rotund mare pushed her way into a private dining suite at the back of the room and bowed slightly. Seated at the center of the room flanked by two guards was princess Celestia and a lavender unicorn mare. Bonnie had seen her before with the princess but never caught her name.

“Sorry to barge in like this, your highness, but your nephew did it again.” Bonnie dropped Blueblood in a heap in front of the royal table. As the prince started to rise and protest Bonnie’s ample plot silenced him and kept him pinned to the floor, his protests a barely heard muffle up her creamy rump. Celestia sighed and paused in mid bite of a pegasus mare’s flank. The mare’s body had the look and smell of cake, one of Bonnie’s more popular enchanted meals. Celestia finished the bite, drawing a stifled moan from the cake-mare and frowned as she chewed.

“I’m sorry for this Miss Delight, between last time and his recent behavior at the gala I am at a loss with my nephew’s behavior.” Celestia spoke between chews, each one making the cake-mare squirm and the unicorn at the table blush.

“Normally I turn customers like this into gobstoppers and keep’em stuck in my guts for a week, but he’s a royal so…” Bonnie motioned toward Celestia.

“You wanted to make sure I wouldn’t protest.” The princess finished and swallowed. “Sadly I think its best you turn my nephew over to me… but in a form you feel appropriate.” The princess gave Bonnie a knowing smile as Blueblood struggled under her plot.

“Well you are partial to lemondrops aren’t ya your highness?” Bonnie smirked and rose off her unwilling seat. She turned to loom over the royal pain in a plot and her horn flared with her magic. She touched her horn to Blueblood’s head as he tried to crawl away. The instant her horn made contact, its deep green glow spread over his form, with a sudden pop and flash of light in Blueblood’s place lay a small lemon drop bearing his cutie mark. She quickly levitated it over to Celestia.

“Princess you’re not really going to…” The lavender unicorn was stopped as Celestia snapped up the lemon treat that was her nephew. She sucked on it loudly and rolled it in her mouth for a few moments before gulping it down. The lavender unicorn stared at her in silence.

“Don’t worry, my spell will keep that plothead safe and sound inside the princess’s guts for at least a month before he is passed along naturally.” Bonnie laughed. “He’ll turn back into a pony when he exits.”

The lavender unicorn looked between Celestia,
Celestia’s belly, the cake-mare, and Bonnie. Bonnie could practically hear the gears grinding in that lavender head.

“What is going on?” Celestia's companion said at last.

“Twilight Sparkle this is Bonnie Delight, her restaurant caters to those that enjoy the Vore lifestyle which is mainly consuming other ponies for fun.” Celestia punctuated her statement by taking another chomp out of the cake-mare’s flank, who promptly collapsed in murmurs of pleasure. “Of which I am one, my student.”

“Wait, this is a real mare? Is she okay?” Twilight gestured frantically to the cake-mare.

“Yes she’s real and she’s okay sug.” Bonnie chuckled and nabbed a lick of frosting. “Mmm, delicious too. My spells will make her reform in the staff after the Princess is finished with her meal.”

“R-reform?” Twilight looked between the three of them. “I don’t understand this place.”

“Miss Delight, would you mind giving my student a tour and explaining things to her.” Celestia smiled patiently but eyed the cake-mare on the table.

“No problem sug, you just enjoy your meal and give that nephew some company.” Bonnie smiled and headed for the door motioning for Twilight to follow. As the door shut behind them there Celestia gave a low giggle and the cake-mare moaned loudly.

***

Bonnie hummed to herself as Twilight followed her through the dining room, it had a homey feel and decor to it with warm soft tones of reds, browns, and dark yellows. A few celebratory pictures of Bonnie and staff members with famous ponies from opening night a few private event since then. She smiled at her customers and checked on a few tables as she headed toward the kitchen.

“So.. Twilight was it? I’m sure you have a lot of questions for Mama Bonnie about this place.” Bonnie held open the kitchen door and motioned the younger mare inside. “Go ahead and ask away while I show you around.”

“Oh right…” Twilight trailed off as she entered the kitchen, the backwalls lined with walk-in freezers and ovens, a few cooks worked at their stations prepare some regular food along with ponies-turned-food or just a handful of normal ponies ready to be served coated in various sauces and spices. “What is all this and what is vore?”

“This is my kitchen, we use some spell invented by yours truly to make a vore dining experience safe and delicious for everyone involved.” Bonnie nodded to one station where a few staff members were being shrunk down and tossed into a salad. “And vore a lifestyle and an ability some ponies are born with to eat things a lot bigger than normal food and enjoy doing it to living beings.”

“Wait so why haven’t I heard of it until Celestia brought me here?” Twilight looked around and watched the spells being cast with wide eyes. “Shouldn’t everypony know about this if Celestia can do it?”

“Well… no, see sug the ability is rare, and only slightly more common among mares than stallions, but we’re talking maybe one in every few thousand ponies, even less realize they have it.” Bonnie stopped at a door labeled Staff Room and listened for a moment. “And only recently had my spells actually made it safe.”

“What do you mean safe?” Twilight gave her an incredulous look.

“Ponies don’t normally come back from being digested and turned into flank fat and plot padding.” Bonnie gave her considerable backside a smack. “So until I made the spells work to bring ponies back it was all hush hush.”

Bonnie pulled the Staff Room door open revealing a dimly lit room that looked like a barracks of some sort. Simple beds were arranged in neat little rows with rune carved plaques on each footboard. In a dim flash of light a pegasus mare appeared moaning in a bed. Twilight’s eyes went wide as realized it was the cake-mare from Celestia’s table.

“So now ponies can eat or be eaten in my business and still go back to do it again?” Bonnie motioned to the pegasus. “Isn’t that right Lemon Patch?”

The blonde pegasus sporting a kite cutie marked bite her lip and nodded as she climbed out of the bed.

“I think the Princess really likes that cake spell on me, she orders it whenever I’m on shift.” Lemon Path shivered for a moment and her wings popped open before relaxing. “Not that I’m complaining, she tips well and that mare knows how to eat.”

“Wait so, you felt all that?” Twilight asked, blushing.

“Well the spell makes it so it doesn’t hurt and feels good. All the food spells do.” Lemon Patch said “It’s a fun time and best job I’ve had.”

“Thanks Lemon sug, now you go clock out your shift ended a few minutes ago.” Bonnie smiled.

“Sure thing Mama Bonnie, think the princess would enjoy a bellyrub?” Lemon Patch asked rheatorically over her shoulder as she left.

“So why did the Princess bring ya here to begin with sug?” Bonnie asked, looking over the plaques and inspecting the runes.

“Oh I said I was having issue with transmutation spells.” Twilight said watching Bonnie work. “She said the owner was talented with them.”

“What kind of issues?” Bonnie raises an eyebrow at her.

“Umm I turned a frog into an orange frog hybrid…” Twilight admitted. “I’m the Element of Magic so I should be better.”

Bonnie gave a soft chuckle and patted Twilight on the back. “Well don’t worry about it now, I’m sure I can give ya some pointers sug and since you’re The princess’ student I’ll even let ya eat here for free once a week.”

“Uh thank, but ummm.” Twilight leaned in and whispered. “I can’t eat ponies like that.”

“We serve normal food too sug, now why don’t you head back to the princess while I go check up on my server that nearly got ate.” Bonnie said with a smile. “We discuss lessons and what not later.” Bonnie waited for Twilight to leave before heading upstairs.

Moments later Bonnie knocked on her loft door before opening it slowly.

“Gin-tonic you okay sug?” Bonnie called out as she entered the room.

“I-In here Ma’am” The stallion called from her bedroom. She found him huddled in a corner with a thick downy quilt wrapped around him.

“I-is he gone?” Gin-tonic asked, pulling the quilt tighter around him.

“Yes and no sug, he's currently a lemon drop stuck inside Princess Celestia's guts. We won’t see him for a while.” Bonnie said sitting down on her bed not too close to him. “So why don’t you tell me what happened?”The stallion nodded and took a breath to steady himself.

“I was going to a different table to take another party’s order. Had on my “Do not eat” name tag and was about to head to the kitchen to place the orders.” Gin-tonic paused and shivered.

“I feel someone tug on my tail as I pass by their table. Not the most polite way to get my attention, but I turned anyway. As I turned I ran into Bell Blossom as she was carrying out a drink tray and it must’ve knocked my name tag off. I was wiping soda from my eyes when I felt another tug on my tail… only to see him swallowing it down…”

“He gulped ya down like a greedy old snake didn’t he.” Bonnie sighed and shook her head. “Gonna put him in the blacklist and make sure Celestia knows it personally. I put the hazard bonus in your pay for today. Is there anything else I can do to help ya?” Gin-tonic looked up at her and nodded.

“N-Not feeling too safe after that, can I stay here tonight?” The stallion swallowed. “I live in Ponyville and its getting late.”

“No problem sug, Mama Bonnie’s loft is big enough for two and I’ll escort ya to the train station tomorrow morning.” Bonnie smiled. “I’ll go grab ya something to eat and you can have the bed tonight.”

“Thanks Mama Bonnie.”