Wake up, Eat a Pony, Raise the Sun
Willing Meals Taste the Best
Author's Note
Just a silly story I wrote up for Vore Day 2024.
Willing Meals Taste the Best
Wake up, Eat a Pony, Raise the Sun
By: Winter Quill
Written for Vore Day 2024
A deep grumbling shook through Celestia’s belly, echoing around her bedroom, loud enough to wake her up hours earlier than normal. She lifted her head to see her belly rippling as the growling kept going on and on, somehow growing even louder than before.
Rubbing the back of a foreleg across her eyes, she pressed the other to her belly, feeling it vibrating under her hoof. It was like an earthquake centered directly in her stomach, and it didn’t seem to be showing any signs of stopping. The feeling of hunger was growing as well, building up deep inside of her, roiling in anticipation of breakfast, and not a small one.
Celestia kicked off her sheets and rolled out of her large bed, landing on the thick white carpet, which muffled the thump from the impact of her four hooves. This was a familiar hunger, but one she hadn’t felt in a very long time. There was only one thing that would satisfy it, only one meal that would quench her hunger and calm her belly.
A pony.
Well, not just a pony, it could actually be any creature, but a pony was the easiest meal she could find. The trick would be to find a pony who would be willing to be eaten by her, knowing that they would have the fate of any other meal. There was more than an hour before she had to raise the sun, so there was time for her meal, but she couldn’t take too long to find one.
Reaching out with her magic, she wrapped the golden shine around one of the many rope pulls that lined the far wall. A quick pull on it caused a bell to ring deep inside the palace, down in the maid quarters. It would take time for the maid to arrive, so she took the chance to make herself presentable, quickly running a brush through her flowing hair, adding a little makeup and putting on just her crown. Her timing was perfect as she heard a soft knock at her bedroom door moments after she finished.
Quickly she walked to the door, opening it up and letting the maid in. Feather Duster, one of the older maids at the palace. A brown Pegasus with white primaries and pure black hair that matched the black of her maid’s uniform. Her cutie mark was the same as her name, a fancy looking Feather Duster dusting away a gray cloud of dust. Unlike most maids, being a maid was destiny. She normally worked the afternoon shift, so it was a pleasant surprise to see her so deep into the night. “Good morning, Princess Celestia,” she said with a small curtsy. “What can I help you with tonight?”
The oldest mare in the world found herself blushing brightly as the sound of her growling belly surged louder for a few more moments. “I’m in need of a special meal, but I’m not sure who can provide it for me.”
“I should be able to help Princess, what do you wish to eat?” the maid asked, a pleased smile on her face, pretending not to hear the very unroyal noises from the princess’s gut. Without even asking she was already walking towards the bed to start to make it.
Celestia swallowed, glad that all the palace staff was sworn to secrecy. “I… I’m looking for a pony that would allow me to eat them.”
Feather Duster froze in place, the sheet dropping from her lips as she turned to look back at the Princess. “What?” She asked, as a look of frustration crossed over her face. “Oh, come on, did Lowly Servant put you up to this? And how did she rope you into pranking me like this?” she asked, sounding both angry and exasperated, her wings fanning out slightly.
Ears flicking back for a moment, Celestia looked at the pony with confusion. Of all the reactions she had expected, this was not one of them. “I’m sorry, my little pony, but I’m not playing a prank on you. Why would you think that?”
Suddenly the maid’s eyes went wide as she pressed a hoof to her lips, her wings snapping tightly closed against her sides. “You’re not… you mean… you really want to eat a pony?”
Celestia slowly nodded. “Yes, but I do not know—”
The pegasus cut off her, leaping forward and throwing herself down at Celestia’s hooves. “Oh, please eat me then! I’ve always wanted you to eat me! It’s been my biggest fantasy. I’ve even dreamed about it! This is… I’ve always wanted… please? Please!”
She blinked a few times, trying to process everything she had just been told, wondering what the odds were that the maid on duty would have actually dreamed of… A second later a smile played over her lips, sure if she checked the paperwork Luna would have been the one to arrange for Feather Duster to be working on this night. “I want to make it clear that if I eat you, that will be your end. You will become food for me, digested to become the fat on my flanks. There is no coming back from this.”
Feather Duster nodded, looking up at the princess with a huge smile on her face. “I know Princess, and that’s what I want. I would be honored to be a part of your ass.”
Reaching down, Celestia slipped hoof under the maid’s chin and gave her a smile. “You may call me Celestia then, and please remove your uniform.”
She nodded, jumping up to her hooves and twisted her body around, using her teeth and wings to open up her dress and wiggling out of it, kicking it towards the wall. The panties followed a moment later, then the cap and the black stockings. It was impressive just how fast she was able to strip off the uniform without damaging it.
Turning around, she fluffed out her wings and smiled at the princess. “I’m ready for you, Celestia,” she said, giggling as she did so.
Celestia couldn’t help but lick her lips. It wasn’t as if being nude was somehow special, yet seeing this mare out of her uniform and waiting to become food made her mouth water. “How would you like me to eat you?” she asked, working her jaw a little bit, feeling the joints becoming looser by the moment.
“Hind hooves first?” Feather Duster asked, her wings fluttering softly against her back.
With a smile, she nodded, reaching down to wrap the mare with her magic, lifting her off of her hooves and turning her around in place. She allowed the mare’s forelegs to drop back to the ground, but lifted the hind legs up into the air. She wasn’t surprised to see that Feather Duster’s pussy was already wet and winking at her. It was a pity she was too hungry to do more than just eat the mare.
Rocking her jaw from side to side, she gave the mare one last smile. “Thank you for your service, Feather Duster. It’s been wonderful to have you on my staff… but not as wonderful as you will feel in my belly,” she said, then with a soft pop dislocated her jaw, allowing her muzzle to stretched open wider than it should as she placed both of the mare’s hooves in her muzzle, closing her lips over them and allowing the mare’s taste to roll over her tongue and down her throat.
A moment later Feather Duster’s wings snapped out to their full span, sending a number of small feathers flying around the room. “Oh, Celestia,” she moaned, lifting one of her forelegs in order to reach back and start to rub a hoof against her cleft.
With a hidden grin, the princess swallowed, pulling the mare deeper into her mouth, her hooves starting to slide down her throat. A second gulp brought her lips nearly to the mare’s flanks, giving her a perfect view of the hoof working furiously at a soaking wet sex, the scent of her arousal flowing deep into Celestia’s nose.
Lighting her horn, she grabbed the retired maid’s wings and gently pushed them back down against her sides, though they were straining against the hornshine, trying to flair out once again. She had to hold them down with her magic, the golden glow of her field pressing them tightly against the mare’s brown fur.
She swallowed again, her muzzle easily expanding around the mare’s large and firm flank, the eagerly clopping hoof rubbing against her tongue, soaked with sweet arousal. Celestia took a moment to savor the tasting of her prey’s juices, allowing them to wash over her tongue before her next swallow forced the mare’s hips to the back of her throat, her hind legs making Celestia’s throat bulge.
“Oh buck! Please eat me Celestia! Eat me all up and digest me like a good pony,” Feather Duster moaned, her hoof working hard at her pussy, gasping and moaning in pleasure.
Celestia gulped again, her lips sliding up around Feather Duster’s barrel, allowing the magic to fade away now that her wings were also trapped inside the alicorn’s mouth. Her throat was stretched even further, easily making room for the mare’s rump, hooves pressing at the entrance to her stomach. Swallowing again, she pulled her meal in even deeper, her lips pressing up against Feather Duster’s shoulders.
The pegasus was moaning, squirming around in Celestia’s maw, wings flexing as she gasped and groaned, her trapped hoof working eagerly at her pussy, while the other pawed at the carpet. She couldn’t get out any more words, too lost in her own pleasure to make any real sounds.
Letting her hind legs fold under her, Celestia dropped down onto her well-padded plot, lifting Feather Duster away from the floor as she did so. Tilting her head back, she aligned her throat to give the mare a straight shot down into her gut. She could feel her crown sliding off her head to tumble down her back, and she couldn’t be bothered to pick it up.
She swallowed again, feeling her prey slide down her throat, both of her hind legs now inside of her greedy stomach, her lips sliding along the maid’s neck until they were at the back of the pegasus’s head. Taking in a deep breath, she swallowed again, trying to make it slow as the mare sank deeper into her mouth, giving her a moment to see the inside of Celestia’s maw, as well as the back of her teeth. One last moment to see the world outside before she wrapped her lips around the mare’s last leg.
The moment her muzzle closed, she felt the mare climax, her body shaking as she let out a scream of pleasure, which was muffled inside of Celestia’s mouth. With one last gulp she sucked the mare’s leg and hoof into her muzzle, a final swallow sending her to slide down into her belly. Celestia started to rub her throat with her magic, feeling it stretched tightly around the maid’s head as her body pulled her meal down ever deeper, taking her to her final fate.
Celestia took in a couple gulps of air, swallowing them as well to allow the maid a little bit more time to breath as she felt the pony turned food curling up inside of her stomach.
Throwing herself backwards, Celestia landed hard on her back, crushing her crown in the process. Letting out a happy groan she rubbed her bloated belly with her hoofs as the former maid curled herself tightly up inside of it. The outline of her form was visible under the white fur. “Thank you, Feather Duster, you were a wonderful meal,” she said.
She was sure the maid said ‘thank you’ in return, but the words were muffled by the royal flesh.
With a wide smile on her face, Celestia closed her eyes as she let out a small belch. Basking in the glow of the meal, she allowed her now silent stomach to start the process of digestion, just letting herself zone out as the pony was turned into more fat for her flank. When the time came to raise the sun, the belly had already grown soft, only the slightest hint of the shape of her meal was able to be seen.
A few days later, after her meal had fully passed, she took a moment to admire the shape of her flank. The expanding shape of her flank looked lovely, the large cheeks jiggling with each step she took. “You’ve done very well, Feather Duster,” she said to her reflection, taking a moment to brush her flank with the tip of her feathers. It would take ages for her to work off the new weight, but it was more than worth it.
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