Tummy Troubles

by Arcane_Sigil

Rating: mature
Tags: Suicide / Self Harm, Gilda, Profanity, Non-consensual, Random, Death, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Alternate Universe, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Fetish
Length: 1581

Fluttershy helps a friend with a stomach ache.

Rainbow Dash has been having horrible stomach problems late at night. Belching that hurts her throat, general pain in the stomach which causes trouble sleeping. During the day, it effects her ability to operate as a Wonderbolt, a teacher, and in general. Fluttershy offers a way to help. Something that should, in theory, fix the problem for her dear friend Rainbow Dash.

Short little vore story based on a current situation with myself. Sadly I don't have a friend like Fluttershy to help me with it. Can't think of any other tags to put on it. As for the "Suicide/Self Harm" tag... it's only there because there isn't an "Unwilling" tag.

Published 2022-11-29 11:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2022-11-29 11:00:00 UTC

Tummy Troubles

Author's Note

This will probably be my only fatal vore piece for a while. I've had this rolling around in my head for the last three days. Now that it's out, hopefully I can get some decent shut eye. As for the likes on this one... I honestly don't really care. Dislike or like, one way or the other. I wrote this to get it outa my head. I didn't necessarily write it for the likes.

Tummy Troubles

Rainbow Dash groaned as she lay on her back in bed. Normally she would sleep on her side, on her stomach, or even floating in the air. Tonight she didn’t feel like doing any of that. Her stomach hurt so bad. Every time she sucked in a breath of air, it came right back up and burned her throat on the way out. She wasn’t a smoker. She’d dropped the habit the very first time an older colt had pressured her into trying it back in Flight School.

She was just having a horrible time. It didn’t help that Tank had flown out the window. Now not only did her stomach hurt and her throat burn, but she was also worried about Tank. He was a tortoise, so shy of a giant bird, a dragon, or some other large critter, he’d be fine. It would have been preferable if she knew where he was going at this time of night.

A knock at the door drew her attention and she just groaned. “Great… a late-night visitor… now I have to get up… answer the door… and tell them to go away.” A blech stalled her thoughts and she winced as her throat burned. The knock came again, and she called out for them to just come in. Her throat was so raw she didn’t even know if she’d said it right. No response, her door didn’t open, Tank still wasn’t here so she couldn’t just have him get it.

Another belch, another knock and Rainbow finally rolled out of bed, blanket and everything, and trudged to the door. Throwing it open, she stared at the face that greeted her. “Dang Rainbow, you look like hammered shit.” She knew that voice. Blurry, sleep deprived eyes focused just enough for her to see Gilda standing at her door.

“The hell do you want…?”

“Found your turtle. And your other friend,” Gilda said and stepped to the side to reveal Fluttershy and Tank. The minute Fluttershy saw Rainbow, a little gasp escaped her. Right before the last of Rainbow’s breath that didn’t hurt was forced from her lungs. Gilda followed, likely from amusement more than anything else. They flew up to her bedroom where Fluttershy deposited Rainbow on the bed.

“Open your mouth please,” Fluttershy said. Not a question, a demand. A gentle, kind, caring demand but it was a demand none the less. Rainbow rolled her eyes and opened her mouth. Fluttershy leaned close, trying to see if she could spot any inflammation. Dash kept her eyes on Gilda. Knowing that gryphon, she could be plotting anything.

Fluttershy stepped back with a look of frustration on her face. Dash closed her mouth and Fluttershy looked around the room. She finally found what she was looking for as she flew over, much quicker than either of them thought she could move, to the medicine cabinet in the bathroom and pulled out a small penlight. Twilight had insisted everypony have one. She flew back over and made Dash open her mouth again, shining the light inside.

Dash was about to ask what was wrong when her throat was suddenly invaded by something rather large. She’d taken her eyes off of Gilda to watch Fluttershy fly into the bathroom. In that time, the prank happy gryphon had scooched closer to the bed. Close enough in proximity to push Fluttershy’s head right into Rainbow’s throat.

The timid mare was too stunned to react. Dash tried to pull Fluttershy out of her mouth. Gilda had other ideas. She climbed onto the bed behind Fluttershy, leaned over the two ponies, and held Dash’s forelegs apart while using her hips to push Fluttershy forward. Dash was forced to swallow as Gilda practically shoved Fluttershy down her former friend’s throat. Some hard hip thrusts from Gilda and some reactant swallows from Rainbow had Fluttershy filling out Rainbow’s stomach in moments.

Gilda toppled over laughing at the situation, thinking this was the greatest prank in the world. Making a pony eat another pony. There had to be a pun out there somewhere. Rainbow stared at her thrashing stomach in shock, unable to fully process what had just happened. Gilda’s laughter stopped as she walked over to the pegasus stuffed pegasus. “Oh come on Rainbow. It’s a prank. We did way worse than this back in Flight School,” Gilda said. No response came from the rainbow maned mare.

Gilda waved her claw in front of Dash’s face, snapping her talons. It was like Rainbow was in a trance. The turtle wasn’t really doing anything either. Just floating there. Gilda looked at the plumped-up pony in front of her and swallowed. She was drooling. She had read somewhere, or Grandpa Gruff had mentioned it, that Griffons used to rule the skies. They’d feast on young dragons and even Pegasi that invaded their air space.

Dash was frozen. Could she really do it. That gut was big and it sure was thrashing a lot. Sure she’d get around the pegamare’s head, but that gut was an entire other pony. Gilda looked at the frozen prismatic pony in front of her thoughtfully. It would be nice to get some payback for that stupid prank she pulled the last time Gilda was in town.

“Only one way to find out,” Gilda said to herself. Rainbow looked up, finally, as if to ask what Gilda meant. Blackness greeted her. Her head was stuffed into a tight, wet tube. It took her a little bit to process what was happening. In that time, Gilda had cupped Rainbow’s butt with her claws and lifted.

With the help of gravity, and the extra weight of an entire pony in her soon to be meals gut, Gilda managed to stuff the entire front half of her prismatic former friend into her throat. Much like any bird when swallowing something large, Gilda shunted her beak forward. Her jaw popped and stretched around the pendulous gut before her. She was amazed as it slipped through her beak and into her throat. A couple more quick swallows and the massive fuzzy blueberry was passed the point of no return.

The blue hind legs in front of her kicked furiously, the tail lashing around. It wouldn’t help. The legs weren’t a problem. The tail less so. Gilda swallowed a couple more times and the last vestiges of rainbow pony disappeared past her beak. No way could she fly with this extra weight. Let alone walk. Whatever happened next was up to fate to decide.

Gilda climbed up into Rainbow’s bed, patting her large, rounded middle. A belch escaped her, causing her to wince. “Is that what you were dealing with Dash? Oof… now I really do feel bad. Maybe I should feel a little better about it though. You won’t be dealing with it much longer,” Gilda chuckled at her own joke. This prank was awesome. These ponies probably had some way to revive their friends if they died. They were sentimental like that. Dash would show up at her house later in the month and probably beat her senseless.

Gilda awoke at the first rays of sunlight streaming in through the window. She stretched, her claws slipping free, her talons cracking, her back popping… her belly rumbling. Bathroom… She slipped out of bed and into the bathroom. Didn’t bother opening the cloud door. She knew where she was. This next part wasn’t going to be pleasant.

A few hours later, Gilda the Griffin flew over Ponyville away from Rainbow Dash’s home on Cloud Nine. Most ponies figured they’d just made up and had spent the night reminiscing. Three ponies weren’t so sure. Applejack, Pinkie Pie and Twilight took the balloon and flew up to the cloud home where Twilight cast the cloud walking spell on the two earth ponies.

Opening the door released a horrendous stench. The three ponies walked into the house and looked around. Dash was no where to be seen. Pinkie took the flight of stairs up to the bedroom while the other two ponies checked around the outside of the house. Perhaps a cloud main broke and needed repair. Applejack wasn’t sure what she could do for cloud plumbing, but she’d try if it needed done.

Pinkie found them a minute later. Her mane was flat, and she was holding two Buck Balls. They were stained brown but had recently been cleaned. Pinkie’s fur was also pretty wet, so she must have forgotten to dry off. Applejack took one, thinking it was one of Rainbow’s favorites. It took her half a second to realize it didn’t feel right. It wasn’t rubber. It was hard. Way too hard. Turning it in her hooves, she almost dropped it as the empty sockets where eyes were supposed to go stared back at her.

The one in Pinkie’s hooves was the same, but that crack over one eye. Rainbow had always told them that she’d headbutted a tree so hard she’d cracked her head.