Ravenous

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Outside Bonbon’s humble home, glimmers of morning sunlight shined through the green leafy canopy of a tall maple tree under which she happily worked in her garden while humming a catchy tune.

Her neighbors, who all happened to be flower specialists, knew that Bonbon was a horrendous gardener. Every time she planted something, it would either die or run away within a few weeks. Yes, that’s right, they uprooted and ran away screaming she was so bad. Yet, one thing her neighbors couldn’t say was that she wasn’t persistent. Every weekend she’d be out in her garden planting new flowers.

Bonbon lovingly patted the soil around one of her newly planted daisies. “There!” She exclaimed as she stood up to admire her work. The flowers always looked so lively when she first planted them. So colorful and vibrant in perfect harmony with the beautiful day she found herself in. Not a cloud in the sky, and the temperature was pleasantly warm with a slight breeze that tickled her coat.

“RAAAAAAAHHHGH!” Bellowed a gigantic two ton walrus as it crashed through Bonbon’s white picket fence, and proceeded to roll around all over her hard work. All she could do was stare on in dumbstruck horror as she could literally hear her daisies crying out in cute high pitched death screams.

Suddenly, a certain spirit of chaos appeared, bursting out in a fit of cruel laughter.
“Oh, How unfortunate, but I bet you never saw that coming.” He said, elbowing Bonbon.

“DISCORD!” Yelled a furious yellow pegasus, running up to meet the mischievous spirit, followed by a surprisingly curvy Rainbow Dash. Bonbon started to get upset, but when she saw Rainbow walk up, a cute plump belly swaying with her movements, all feelings of agitation seemed to drain out of her.

How can this be, I saw her a few weeks ago and I could see her ribs. There’s no way that could've been a natural gain, not that fast. What’s her secret?

“Why hello, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash. How are you two doing this fine day?” Discord said, acting innocent.

“Don’t you fine day me! What do you think you’re doing?! You agreed to stop spreading chaos!” Fluttershy snapped.

“I was just taking Smooshi here for a walk. There’s nothing chaotic about that.”

“You don’t take walruses for walks! They’re sea creatures!”

“You don’t? I didn’t get the memo.” He said, snapping his finger-like appendages, summoning a pile of fish. Smooshi gleefully hobbled over and shoved his fat walrus face into the pile as Fluttershy and Discord engaged in a heated argument. Well, it was heated for Fluttershy. For Discord it was more like him dancing around her anger with words.

“Hey Rainbow Dash.” Bonbon said attracting Rainbow’s attention away from the argument.

“Hmm?”

“Come here.” Bonbon said, beckoning the chubby mare over, she obliged. “I have to ask. How did you grow that cute belly so fast? You were skinnier than me last time I saw you. ” Bonbon asked causing the pegasus to blush.

“Uh, well you see. My wings were paralyzed when I crashed into crystal glass. So I took this healing potion to regrow my damaged nerves. It’s helping, but It has some side effects. Mainly, an uncontrollable appetite. So yeah, I guess I’ve been putting on weight pretty fast.”

“You don’t say. Where did you get this amazing potion?”

“Twilight got it from Zecora.”

“Do you know if she has more?”

“I dunno, but I’m going to her hut today with Soarin to see if she does. You’re welcome to tag along.”

“I think I’ll take you up on that offer.” Bonbon said as insidious thoughts involving her aquamarine colored girlfriend filled her head.

--

Soarin, Rainbow Dash, and Bonbon’s journey through the Everfree Forest was surprisingly uneventful, until Bonbon stepped in something.

“What the hay?!” Exclaimed the beige mare as she felt a weird tingling sensation surrounding her hind leg. Rainbow and Soarin stopped walking and looked back at her.

“Hey it’s moving.” Soarin said.

Bonbon looked over her shoulder at her hind leg to see some kind of amorphous green creature on it. “Eww, Get off!” She cried, shaking and kicking her hind leg, but the creature would not let go.

“Hey, It’s a forest sprite.” Rainbow Dash said, coming over to inspect the strange amoeba-like creature. ”I read about them in Twilight’s library. They’re practically harmless, but they like to attach themselves to travelers.” She poked the creature with her hoof. It wiggled and squeaked in response. “I think it likes you.”

“Well, I don’t. Get it off.”

“Uh, that’s the problem. If you try to remove it with force you’ll end up ripping your skin off along with it, and they’re immune to all forms of magic. You have to let it create a bond with you. Then you’ll be able to command it to get off.

“What do you mean by bond?”

“You have to let it... umm, pleasure you.”

"Pleasure me?” Bonbon asked, raising an eyebrow.

“You know, like sexually.”

You’re kidding, right? Tell me she’s kidding.” She said, looking at Soarin, who in turn gave her a shrug.

Suddenly, the creature began to crawl up her leg. Bonbon’s eyes widened as her pupils contracted to pin points.

“How about we give you two some privacy. When you’re done we’ll be waiting for you up the trail.” Soarin said, starting to head further into the forest.

“Have fun.” Rainbow said, giggling, and joining Soarin.

The amoeba-like creature, now holding position right outside it’s victim’s marehood suddenly started to vibrate and excrete a warm fluid. The electric sensations it created caused Bonbon to lose control of her legs, drop to the ground, and let out a whimper.

It was like like a warm oil massage, and she could feel a very calming, sensual presence enter her mind. Under normal circumstances she’d be completely freaking out over a strange creature invading her mind and molesting her body, but the sensations and feelings the vibrating sprite was creating in her was blissfully mesmerizing. All her discomfort soon melted away and she stopped fighting it.

Bonbon rolled on her back in submission, letting the sprite just do it’s thing. The living vibrator wasted no time, and moved over her tender pink lips. The creature let out a gleeful squeak as it plunged into her depths, causing Bonbon to involuntarily arch her back and manifest her intense pleasure auditably. Her cries echoed through the forest.

About eight minutes of sexual bliss later, Bonbon lay on the grassy forest floor, panting, with a big satisfied smile on her face. The forest sprite seemed happy as well. It was curled up in a ball on her rising and falling chest.

Figuring it was time she caught up with her awaiting friends, she picked up the forest sprite and placed it in her saddlebag. “Oh, I have plans for you.” She cackled sinisterly.

--

The trio entered Zecora’s clearing, where they found the whimsical witch doctor impressively, doing a headstand on a bamboo pole.

“Ahh visitors! Once again, I’ve been subjected to the unexpected pleasure. My latest batch is quite the catch.” She said.

“Latest batch of what?” Bonbon asked.

“You’re not here for my ghanja?”

“What the hay is ghanja?” Rainbow queried.

“Err, it’s nothin’. Nothin’ at all. No illegal doings here. What can I do for you three?” Zecora asked.

“You made a potion for Rainbow about two weeks ago. We were hoping to get more of it.” Soarin said.

“Did I now? You have to understand, I’m usually so blitzed I can hardly stand. Makes life less bland, but as a result, my memory’s not so grand. What was the potion for?”

“It’s to regrow damaged nerves.” Rainbow said.

“Ahh yes, my temptation regeneration. That remedy has brought me much elation. I keep it well stocked.”

“Great! How much for a couple gallons of the stuff?” Rainbow asked.

Zecora lost her balance and collapsed to the ground. “Couple gallons!? Is your goal to be mistaken for a mare full of many foals?”

“I can work off the weight when I can fly again.” Rainbow said. Zecora laughed in response while rising to her hooves. Somewhere in an alternate universe, a big dirty ape choked on his coco puffs.

“It would be morally wrong to allow such reckless and excessive abuse of my potion, perish the thought, It is a ridiculous notion.”

“We’ll give you two thousand bits.” Soarin offered. Zecora’s eye’s widened at the comment.

“Can you take a barrel?” The witch doctor said with a sudden change of heart.

--

It seemed like just another typical Saturday night for Lyra as she exited her home, a garbage bag surrounded by the golden aura of her magic, followed closely behind. As she made her way to the side of the house, the sound of something rummaging through trash could be heard.

“Those damn raccoons!” She shouted while her horn started to glow brightly, illuminating the area.

What she saw was no racoon.

The culprit turned to face her. It was a tall, baggy clothed, dark skinned, bipedal being with long black dreadlocks, wearing sunglasses, a golden crown, and a golden chain necklace that said ‘Crunk Ain’t Dead’.

“Hu-hu-human!”

The human took a sip from the golden goblet it was holding.

“WHHHHHAAAAAT?!” It suddenly bellowed in a deep musically rhythmic tone, showing off it’s shiny diamond encrusted grill, and pointing at something behind the dumbstruck pony. Then it turned and bolted off into the darkness

“Hey! Come back here!” Lyra called after the creature, as she gave chase, following the human through backyard to backyard, jumping over the occasional picket fence or bush. For only having two legs, the creature was surprisingly spry and fast moving despite having to hold up it’s pants to keep them from falling down.

Running out of backyards, the chase led to one of Ponyville’s main roads where a black Escalade with spinning rims was waiting.

“Quick! Get in, Lil Jon!” The driver yelled.

“OKAAAAY!!” The human bellowed as it jumped through an open window into the backseat while the vehicle peeled out, kicking up a cloud of dust in it’s wake.

All Lyra could do was watch in awe, as the suv disappeared over the horizon, the humans all the while laughing their asses off.

“TELL ME SOMEPONY SAW THAT!!” She yelled.

“SHUT THE BUCK UP OUT THERE!” Some random pony called from a nearby house.

Somehow, the human, and it’s vehicle eluded the sight of all the residents of ponyville except Lyra.

-- CLOP --

“Lyra, sweetheart, do you have any idea how crazy you sound? Even if this human was real, why would it be going through our trash like a common animal? It doesn’t make any sense. I mean, aren’t humans supposed to be intelligent beings?

“I don’t know Bonbon, I’m just telling you what I saw!”

“You know what? I believe you. How about you calm down and have some cake. Tomorrow we can look for the human together.” Bonbon said, beckoning Lyra over to sit on the couch with her.

“That cake does look good.” She said, taking a seat.

“That’s a good girl.”

Before her encounter with the human, Lyra had just finished a big dinner with Bonbon, and her stomach was still pretty full from that, but she loved Bonbon’s cakes, actually she loved all of Bonbon’s cooking, and she just couldn’t turn down the chocolate dessert.

How bad could one slice be...

Lyra opened her mouth wide to let Bonbon feed her as she liked to do. Her girlfriend happily obliged, filling Lyra’s cheeks with a big forkful of cake. She started to let out a muffled protest, but stopped when her taste buds were assaulted with gooey warm chocolate and sugary cake. She chewed, swallowed, then opened her mouth again to be immediately filled with more chocolatey deliciousness, thus finishing off the slice. After swallowing, she licked her lips of excess chocolate. “Can I have something to drink?” She asked.

“Here, have some of this.” Bonbon brought a mug up to Lyra’s lips. Completely unaware that it was actually Zecora’s potion, the thirsty mare gulped down all the sweet liquid without question.

“Mmm, tastes like apple cider.”

“Yeah, apple cider.” The mischievous Bonbon snickered, as she lined up another slice of cake.

“I’m full Bon, I couldn’t eat another bite.” Lyra protested as she saw Bonbon readying another forkful, but her stomach had other plans as it suddenly emitted a loud drawn out groan and sent a very intense message to her brain, demanding food as if it she hadn’t eaten in days. “Uh, I think there might be something seriously wrong with me, maybe I should-”

“Shut up and eat the cake.” Bonbon interrupted, a forkful of cake pressing against her hungry girlfriend’s lips.

Buck it.

Lyra opened her maw, and Bonbon turned the forkful into a mouthful. As Lyra chewed, excess chocolate all the while dripping out of her mouth, Bonbon massaged her taut, distended, aquamarine belly. The combination of the bombardment on her taste buds, and the circular loving movements of her girlfriend’s hoof on her tight belly created a blissful euphoria in Lyra. She fell into a kind of eating trance guided by Bonbon. Bite after bite she devoured slice after slice of the delectable cake as her belly slowly grew under Bonbon’s massaging hoof.

Much to Lyra’s dismay, the forkfuls of heavenly cake suddenly stopped coming. Her belly groaned, announcing that it wasn’t finished. “Hey, err-” She paused to let out a very unladylike chocolate flavored burp before continuing. ”Why did you stop?”

“Oh, you’re so cute. The cake’s all gone.” Bonbon said.

“But, I’m still hungry.” Lyra said, ears drooping.

“Well, I guess it’s a good thing I baked cookies! You wait there, I’ll be right back.” Bonbon said, heading into the kitchen while Lyra looked down at her swollen midsection with a mixture of amazement, hunger, and curiosity. It had to be more than a coincidence that Bonbon just so happened to be prepared for her unexpected and insatiable appetite.

Did she-

Lyra’s thought process suddenly derailed as the appetizing aroma of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies filled her nostrils. Bonbon entered the room walking on her hind legs like a biped, holding a big bottle of cold milk and a large platter of cookies in her front hooves. Clearly, Lyra’s human-like antics were starting to rub off on her girlfriend. She placed the platter on the coffee table.

“I thought you might like some milk to wash down that cake.” Bonbon said. Lyra nodded, and her girlfriend brought the bottle to her lips. She leaned her head back and started to guzzle down the white liquid. She drank half the bottle before pulling away, milk dripping out her mouth. Bonbon put the bottle down on the coffee table, then leaned her muzzle in to lick up the milk around Lyra’s lips, finishing off with a short kiss. “Are you my hungry piggy?” She asked, playing with Lyra’s bulging belly, causing the milk inside it to audibly slosh around.

“Yes!”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, I’m your hungry piggy!”

“That you are.” Bonbon said shoving a warm and gooey cookie in Lyra’s mouth. She happily chewed and let the gooeyness slide down her gullet into her packed stomach. Then she opened her maw for another, Bonbon obliged, feeding her greedy girlfriend several more cookies before a ding came from the kitchen. “Ahh, my pies!” She exclaimed, setting the platter on Lyra’s growing belly. “You keep eating, I’ll be right back.” Bonbon said, going back into the kitchen.

By the time Bonbon came back into the room, holding five plump apple pies stacked on top of each other in her front hooves and a big can of whip cream in her maw, Lyra had finished off the entire platter of cookies and another quarter of the milk. “Those smell wonderful.” She said, tongue lolling out of her mouth, and stomach groaning.

“Oh my, maybe these pies won’t be enough. I might just run out of food for you.” Bonbon said as she placed a few slices of pie on a plate, and sat next to her insatiate girlfriend.

The two fell into a rhythm. Bonbon would fill Lyra’s cheeks with gooey sweet apple goodness covered in whipped cream. Lyra would manducate, swallow, then open her mouth for Bonbon to fill it again while rubbing her slowly expanding abdomen. The sensation of everything caused her to fall back into that euphoric eating trance again, and in that moment, there was no place she would've rather been, nothing she would've rather been doing, even tracking down and catching those damn elusive humans couldn’t beat her feeling.

Before long, all five of the pies, the entire can of whip cream, and the rest of the milk were in Lyra’s stomach, digesting with the rest of the ridiculous amounts of food she had consumed that night. Finally satisfied, she let out an impressive long drawn out belch, tasting a little bit of everything in her overstretched digestive organ.

“Oh, I love you so much, and that big cute belly of yours!” Bonbon exclaimed, pressing her face against and hugging Lyra’s now three-times-normal-sized midsection.

“Uh, I love you too.” Lyra said, a little confused by the comment about her belly.

For several moments the two just stayed in that position, Lyra would lovingly brush her girlfriend’s mane with her hoof as Bonbon caressed Lyra’s sensitive belly while listening to it’s contents churn inside. “I’ve been wondering. Did you slip me something?” Lyra asked.

“That apple cider you drank wasn’t just cider.”

“I knew it! You tricked me!” Lyra snapped shoving Bonbon away. “It all makes sense now, the big high calorie meals, all the sweets, you’ve been trying to fatten me up!” Lyra yelled, glaring at Bonbon with glowing golden orbs as the contents of the room started to shake. “But because of my fast metabolism, it wasn’t working, was it?! I wasn’t gaining any weight, so you made me drink some crazy hunger potion!” She shouted as her magic enveloped the deceitful and helpless Bonbon, lifting her in the air and splaying her limbs.

“Lyra, calm down, you’re overreacting!

“Do you know how easy it would be for me to snap your neck right now?!”

“Don’t do something you’re going to regret! Just put me down, lets talk about this!”

“Oh, I’ll put you down.”

In a flash of light, the two mares were suddenly teleported to the bedroom, where Lyra telekinetically tossed her girlfriend on the bed, then levitated herself on top of her, violently melding her mouth with Bonbon's in a passionate kiss. All the while trying not to move her tender stuffed belly too much. Bonbon, a little shaken up, soon got over her surprise, and returned the favor. They rolled on their sides, allowing Lyra to be comfortable while their hooves explored each other’s bodies and their tongues danced a fierce tango. The two interlocked mares continued on like that for several minutes, with Bonbon's rubbing of her lover's bulging sloshing belly causing her to occasionally burp into Bonbon's mouth as they made out, pleasurable tension all the while building between Lyra’s hips.

Lyra pulled her muzzle away from her lover’s, a line a saliva followed. “How do you want to do this? You cunnilingus me, then I you? Or the other way around.” Lyra asked feeling ready for action.

“I’ve been waiting all night for you to ask me that. I’ve got a special treat for you.” Bonbon said with a devious twinkle in her eye. “COME TO ME, MR WIGGLESWORTH!”

The amorphous forest sprite crawled onto the bed at the call of it’s recently acquired master. With a squeak it burrowed part of it’s amoeba-like body into Bonbon’s marehood, causing her to let out a whimper. Then the creature morphed the part of it’s body not inside her vagina into the shape of a stallion's member, a long, throbbing, hard, vibrating member.

“That can’t be hygienic. Do you have any idea where that thing has been?” Lyra asked, a little taken back by the sight.

“But it feels so good! It’s like a warm oil massage for your cooch.” She said in a voice dripping with barely contained ecstasy.

“Really?”

“Here.” Bonbon said as she positioned herself so she was spooning lyra. Then she touched Lyra’s tender moist lips with the head of her assumed penis. Lyra squirmed and dug her hooves into the bed as Bonbon pulled away, teasingly.

“Oh my god, that’s amazing!” She exclaimed.

“I know, right?!”

“Do it again!”

With care, Bonbon inserted the erect sprite just inside Lyra’s tight passage, vibrating, and excreting warm goo. “OH BONBON!” She cried out, leg twitching as an electric tingling sensation emanated from her marehood and pulsed down her inner thighs. “Don’t stop!” She begged. Bonbon slowly pushed further into Lyra’s clasping, burning, depths, all the while rubbing her taut tummy, the sensation rapturing.

Bonbon bottomed out with the sprite and held it there for a moment before pulling back till she was barely inside, then she thrust to the bottom again. Lyra’s sloshing belly bounced with the movement as Bonbon repeated the process over and over. At the apex of each thrust, the sprite squeaked as Lyra blissfully cried out in unison with Bonbon, their breathing becoming increasingly erratic.

Lyra never stood a chance. As Bonbon picked up the pace, Lyra could barely contain the immense tension building between her hips, each trust bringing her closer and closer to a climax until the the sensation of everything pushed her over the edge with an explosive discharge of neuromuscular tension. Waves of incredibly intense electric pleasure emanating from her marehood, crawled up her her spine, and trickled down the back of her head as she let out a long drawn out howl like a wild animal.

From the sound of it, Bonbon was experiencing her own orgasm as she gleefully cried out while holding onto Lyra’s sides as if to prevent herself from being literally blown away from her sexual ecstasy.

Seemingly satisfied, the forest sprite wriggled out of the two mare’s vagina's, and morphed back into it’s usual amoeba-like shape as it slithered to the edge of the bed, where it curled up into a ball as the two lovers rode out their highs for several moments.

“I think that was the best sex I've ever had. I love you so much, Lyra!” Bonbon exclaimed, breathing heavily.

Lyra didn’t respond.

“Lyra?”

Bonbon looked over to see that Lyra was dead to the world in a food/sex coma.