Nom!

by Voreafillyia

Delectable Duet

Anon’s breath left his lungs, then filled them again in rapid succession. He pumped his arms, urging his body to go faster. He was exhausted from running all day, but he wouldn’t allow himself to be caught.

The thundering of hooves reminded him what lay behind him.

“I’ll pay you when we’re done!”

“It’ll just be a few hours! Promise!”

“I’m planning on making human gummies! I need to sample the real thing to get the taste just right!”

Anon quickly ducked into a nearby alleyway and pressed himself against a wall. He pressed close enough that a shadow fell over him, and he went quiet as the group of ponies thundered past the alleyway.

Anon breathed a sigh of relief, then slid down to sit on the floor. He was happy to finally have the chance to rest, without spending that chance on the inside of a pony’s stomach.

“Gotcha.” Anon’s eyes widened as he was hoisted up into the air with a flash of blue magic, coming face to face with Trixie. She smirked. “You have put up a good chase Anonymous, but Trixie always gets what she wants.” With that, Trixie opened her mouth. Warm and humid air spilled over Anon, and he shivered slightly. He began flailing, looking around for anything to prevent him from his fate. Then, he got an idea.

“I suppose you’re right. Your intellect is clearly better than mine, there’s nothing I can do.”

Trixie’s mouth closed, and she smirked at him. “Of course, none can outmatch the Great and Pow—”

“POCKET SAND!” Anon reached into his pocket and pulled out the grainy substance, throwing it towards Trixie’s massive eyes.

Trixie’s eyes snapped shut, her magic dropping Anon as she grabbed at her eyes with her hooves and yelled. “Trixie’s eyes! She is blind for the rest of her days, how will she perform feats beyond ponies wildest— er, bust myths beyond ponies’ wildest imaginations when she cannot see?!” Trixie began stumbling around, bumping into trash cans and walls, until eventually she toppled over with her rump sticking into the air.

Anon flashed her a grin. “That’s what you get for messing with the Majestic and Mystifying Anonymous!”

“More like the Delicious and Dense Anonymous.”

“Huh?” Anon turned, only to be greeted with the site of the crowd from earlier, who had found him because of his manly and heroic declaration.

“Aw, come on!”

Anon ran and quickly began scaling the nearby wall, using the cracks and crevices as footholds. Ponies threw themselves at him, but once he got high enough, only the pegasi were giving him trouble. He would turn and lay flat against the wall whenever one of them passed by, being sure to keep his grip as he did.

He got pretty far, until a pair of hooves connected against him with a solid thump.

Anon let out a grunt as a pegasus mare with yellow fur and a cyan mane grinned. “I got him!” Anon flailed, but the mare wasted no time and quickly stuffed the trapped human into her mouth.

Anon couldn’t see anything, he was constantly tossed about in slopping wetness as he felt the mare roll her head around and let out a few moans of delight. After a moment though, his entire world lurched and he saw the light of day again. He saw it so clearly! Too clearly. In fact, he was flying straight through the light of the day.

Anon looked back to see that the pegasus mare who had caught him had been tackled, and she spat him out from the force of the blow.

“FUUUUCKKK THEEEEEESEEE PONIIIIEEEEEES!” Anon yelled loudly as he sailed through the air, over the head of some unsuspecting ponies, before finally landing on something hard. Thankfully, thanks to his small size, he hadn’t gained much speed during his time in the air, and the impact of the fall didn’t hurt him all that much.

He rapidly looked around, then met the gaze of a red stallion with half of an apple on his flank. Said stallion was pulling the wagon of apples he’d fallen into.

The stallion gave a long, slow, blink. Then he cocked an eyebrow. Anon jumped from the wagon, and ran off down the road again.

“Thanks!” he called after the pony.

“Eeyup.” The stallion continued on the path back towards home, then saw several pegasi shoot overhead through the sky and circle the area.

“Do you see him?”

“I don’t see him, where could he be?”

“Oh wow, he tasted exactly as he described! I can’t live without that taste in my mouth again, where is he?!”

The red pony’s ears lowered against his head, and he shook his head as he continued on the road towards home. “Some ponies…” he grumbled.

The sun was nearing the horizon, and as Ponyville began to fall into darkness Anon found it became harder and harder to see. He had to rely on his hearing for the clip clopping of nearby hooves on dirt. He didn’t know which ponies were out looking for him, and which could care less, but he didn’t want to take any chances. Besides, staying away from ponies was a principle he felt determined to continue, once he made it out of crazy horse land.

The sound of beating music reached Anon’s ears, and he took notice of a rather out of place looking building amongst the rest of Ponyville’s structures.

First off, it wasn’t made of sticks and hay, but of bricks. Second, it looked much more modern than anything around it. And third, it had lights shining out the windows, and music blaring from its insides.

Anon glanced left and right before slowly beginning to make his way across the street, towards the building he thought might be a good hiding place.

“There you are!”

The voice made Anon freeze in his tracks, and he whirled around to see a very red eyed and annoyed looking Trixie as she stared him down from the other end of the street.

“Are you kidding me?! Do you ever give up?!” Anon shouted back at her.

“The Great and Powerful Trixie will never surrender to defeat as long as there are myths to bust! And right now, little Anonymous… you are hers!” Trixie shot towards him with a burst of speed, and Anon made a sprint for the building. He was able to slip past and around the long line of ponies at the front, who hadn’t seemed to notice him. Trixie however, was stopped by a burly looking stallion who was standing in front of the door.

“I.D, please.”

Trixie’s face scrunched up. “You cannot be serious! Trixie must get in there!” She tried to sidestep around the bouncer, but he stepped with her, effectively blocking her path.

“I am always serious, little missy.” He pulled down his sunglasses, giving her an intimidating glare from over the rim of his shades. “So I suggest if you don’t want to be thrown out on the street like the trash you are, I’m going to need to see some I.D.” Trixie gulped.

The music was almost deafening, and Anon wasn’t even sure how ponies could hear each other, much less anything around them in this place. Anon thought the music sounded familiar, it had an electronic dubstep sort of tone to it, and it reminded him all too much of music from his home world.

Anon noticed a large open area in the middle of the crowd, and figured he’d be able to get a better look, as well as hunker down in an effective hiding spot, if he went up. Anon gripped the edge of a nearby counter and began to climb.

He wasn’t the most athletic kid in his gym class, but Anon had an ego the size of an elephant, so in that moment he was. He scaled the counter like it was nothing, then grabbed a nearby support beam and climbed higher, towering over everypony in the room. it made him feel sort of like he was actually tall again.

When he reached the top, he could plainly see the open area he noticed before was a dance floor. Ponies were breaking out into dance moves all over the floor, while other ponies sat at tables surrounding the floor and were chatting. Glancing below him, Anon could see an earth pony stallion serving out drinks around the counter he’d just climbed up, and a grey earth pony mare sitting at a stool.

A nightclub. He’d just walked into a pony nightclub.

Anon sighed. “Why on earth does there have to be so many similarities bet—” he didn’t get to finish his sentence, as the elder gods had decided to abandon the former knowledge of why he’d gotten himself in this mess in the first place, and Anon promptly fell from his perch, then landed with a splash.

Anon swam around in whatever he’d landed in for a moment, before he finally got his bearings and stroked up, to get a breath of fresh air. When he broke the surface, he took in a long, grateful gasp of air, and began treading water. The outside world was distorted, as if he were looking through glass.

… Wait a minute.

A giant hoof came into view, making a clinking sound as it gripped the invisible barrier between Anon and the outside world. Anon’s world slowly began to tilt as whatever he was in was raised, and the grey earth pony mare’s face from before came into view. She wasn’t looking at him, her attention was more focused on the dance floor as she raised the drink Anon was in to her lips, and began to gulp it down.
“No no no no!” Anon swam backwards, trying desperately to fight the current, but it was all for naught as he was easily washed inside of the earth pony’s muzzle.

The last words he got out before the mare closed her muzzle were “FUCK MY LIIIIFE!”

Octavia Philiharmonica was not having a good day.

Octavia had a lot of days she could classify as ‘bad’ or ‘good’ respectively, but today most definitely tipped the scales at ‘bad’.

It wasn’t the fact that she’d all but given up her social image by coming to a bar, a nightclub no less, nor was it the fact that her marefriend Vinyl wasn’t there to accompany her.

“Another drink, madam?” The earth pony bartender, a tall stallion with a streaked back, black mane, and a light brown coat, offered her another Minotaur Vodka.

Octavia snatched the bottle away with a grumble, pouring her own drink and began to down it quickly.

“I must say, Miss Philaharmonica,” The stallion, Guilty Pleasure, spoke up. “You are the last of mares I would expect to find in a place like this.”

Octavia snorted. “I’ve been here with Vinyl before, she does gigs here sometimes.” She took another drink and set her glass down on the table, pouring more of her drink. She sighed.

“If you wish to talk, Miss Phi—”

“Just Octavia, please.” octavia smiled at him before taking another drink, and setting her glass down again. She was already starting to feel the buzz coming on.

Guilty Pleasure nodded and smiled. “Well, Miss octavia, if you wish to talk, know that I am here.”

Octavia waved a hoof. “I appreciate the offer, kind sir, but I think I shall simply stew over my feelings for now. They will pass, in time.”

No it wasn’t the lack of her marefriend’s presence that saddened her, but her apparent lack of concern over Octavia’s concert going horribly tonight did irk her, a bit.

Octavia recalled the moment perfectly…

“I can’t believe hardly anypony showed up!” Octavia slammed the door behind her with her hind leg, growling as she stormed into their shared home.

Vinyl’s head leaned out of her door in the hallway, her eyes wide. “Oh, hey babe!” She waved. “Wanna check out this sweet new sound system I bought?” She leaned back into her room.

Octavia sighed and began trotting towards her marefriend. “I honestly don’t know if I’m in the mood today Vinyl. Today has been… just awful.”

“Mhm.” Vinyl’s voice came from her room, along with a flash of light as sparks danced out of her door.

“My concert was a total bust. Only a few ponies showed up, everypony else was busy out chasing that… that thing!” Octavia ground her teeth together.

“Yeah, sure Tavi. Hey, can you tell me how loud this sounds?” Octavia heard the whine of a speaker.

“Vinyl, are you even listening to m—” the resulting bass blast nearly made Octavia go deaf, and was probably heard for miles around.

“Awww, buck yeah! That was awesome!”

The thing Octavia had been referring to was the one and only Anonymous, who at the moment Octavia felt a burning dislike and jealousy towards. He’d stolen everypony’s attention for almost all of the day, and as a result, many of her usual patrons didn’t attend her concert.

Vinyl was too caught up in her music to even pay attention to her, which just made her even more upset. So, she figured the best thing to do would be to come here, and have a drink to drown her woes in. It had the best minotaur vodka this side of Equestria.

With another sigh, Octavia idly glanced off at the dance floor, before raising her drink to her lips again. If she’d been watching only seconds before, she might have seen a small figure land in her drink, just before she drank him along with the remainder of her cup.

Octavia was about to swallow her mouthful, when she felt something solid with her tongue. Hm, did Guilty put a cherry in there I didn’t notice? Octavia hesitated with the swallowing, and carefully began to roll her tongue around the object. It tasted surprisingly good, and not like cherry at all; but that didn’t make it any less appetizing.

Octavia used her tongue to hold whatever it was against the roof of her mouth, carefully swallowing the rest of her drink. Once that was gone, she began to slowly suckle on the delicious treat. Flavors of all sorts assaulted her tongue, ranging from sweet, to spicy, and everything in between. Octavia slowly leaned her head back and allowed her eyes to drift to a close as she rolled the thing around on her tongue, allowing it to drift towards the back of her mouth, then forward again.

She continued this for a while, and slowly a blush began to form on her cheeks. She rolled her head around, swishing the flavor around inside of her mouth. What was this delicious thing that was in her drink?

In the meantime, Anon was not having a good time. Unlike the last few times he’d been inside of ponies’ mouths, this one was very vocal. She made low moans in the back of her throat, causing her entire mouth to vibrate. Anon was stuck in a hot, moist, small area and was constantly being tossed about as the pink appendage rolled him around on the inside. He fought against the motions with everything he had, but it was inevitable. He went where the tongue wanted him to go.

Octavia shuddered lightly, then began suckling on her treat again. The blush across her face was more prominent.

“Octavia?”

Octavia slowly opened her eyes to see the bartender staring at her. She blinked a few times, then rolled the thing in her mouth to the inside of her cheek so she could talk. She nodded her head.

“Whatever you put in my drink, it’s very good.” She smiled.

The bartender arched an eyebrow. “I didn’t put anything in your drink.”

Octavia looked skeptical. “Then what—” That’s when the object in her mouth kicked the inside of her cheek. Octavia gasped, slapping her hooves over her mouth.

The bartender looked concerned. “Is everything alright?”

“Everything’s… fine.” Octavia spoke from behind her hooves, her voice slightly muffled. “I need to use the little filly’s room.” She slid down from the bar stool and made her way across the crowd of ponies. She felt something wrestling around on her tongue the entire time.

Once she reached the bathroom, she made sure no one else was around before moving to the sink. She looked at herself in the mirror. There was a heavy blush across her face, though Octavia could have easily attributed that to her drinking, and her cheek was moving around. Octavia held her forehooves over the sink, then lowered her mouth to them. She slowly began to push whatever was in her mouth out, savoring the taste by dragging it across her tongue. Finally, a figure covered in saliva landed on her hooves with a plop. It had two arms, two legs, and a tuft of hair on its head that was now wetly matted down.

Octavia gasped. “You!” She’d seen Anonymous before, practically everypony in Ponyville had met him at least once thanks to Pinkie Pie’s party.

Anon coughed, standing up on her hooves as he attempted to brush himself off of her saliva. “Jeez lady. Two words, breath mints.”

Octavia tried to form words, but she failed and settled for simply grunting. Anon just grinned at her.

“Do you have any idea what your antics have robbed me of today?!” Octavia hissed, glaring at him.

“Oh, please tell me. I care oh so much.” Anon stared back at her with a bored expression.

“Because of your little chase earlier, nopony attended my concert this afternoon! Do you have any idea how long I’ve been preparing for that, only to have nopony show?!” Octavia leveled her head with Anon now, and was glaring at him.

“Well excuse me for getting chased by a group of insane ponies.” Anon grabbed a towel from a rack nearby and began to dry himself off.

“I can’t believe you! Do you even care how what you say or do makes other ponies feel?!” Octavia snorted.

“Not a pony.” Anon crossed his arms.

From outside the bathroom, a large crash could be heard followed by someone shouting “My leg!”

“The Great and Powerful Trixie has arrived!”

Anon froze in place suddenly, the color draining from his face. Octavia glanced off towards the door, then back at Anon just in time to bear witness to his reaction. “A friend of yours?” Octavia tilted her head.

“About as much of a friend as a mongoose is to a snake! Look, whatever I did, I’m sorry, alright? Can you please keep me away from her? I’ll do anything!”

Octavia got an idea. She couldn’t help but let a malicious smirk creep onto her face. “Anything?”

“Anything!” Anon crossed his eyes for a moment. “Wait, not exactly any—” Octavia quickly stuffed Anon into her mane as Trixie suddenly burst into the bathroom. She looked left, then right, before pointing a hoof towards Octavia.

“You!”

“Me?” Octavia touched a hoof to her chest and put on the best innocent expression she could.

“Have you seen a human around here? About five centimeters tall, two arms, two legs, looks a lot like a poop-throwing monkey?”

Octavia shook her head slowly. “I’m afraid I haven’t heard of anything of the sort.”

Trixie held her gaze for a moment longer before huffing. “Fine! But Trixie will find her treat!” The door slammed shut again, leaving the two in silence.

After a moment, Octavia reached into her mane and pulled Anonymous back out, holding him out on her hoof.

“Thanks.” Anon sighed. “That mare is insane. Then again, most of you ponies are insane.”

Octavia grinned slyly, tilting her head to the side. “Most?”

“You’re alright, I guess. Despite almost eating me just a moment ago.”

“Ah yes. That.” Octavia licked her lips. “I think I may have found a way for you to pay me back.”

“You have?” Anon glanced back at Octavia, only to see her staring at him hungrily. “No no no no wait! Anything but th—”

Octavia quickly brought her hoof to her mouth, stuffing Anon inside. She lowered her hoof to the floor again, then slowly sat down onto her rump on the floor, the blush to her face returning. She rolled Anon around in her mouth for a moment before remembering what it was she’d meant to do with him. She carefully moved Anon underneath her tongue, then trotted out of the bathroom and onto the dance floor, doing her very best to maintain a composed face.

Anon was tossed around, then held down for a bit before finally being tossed around some more. Something heavy dropped on top of him, and then everything finally went still. His fleshy prison was bobbed up and down as Octavia walked, and the inside of her mouth smelled of alcohol. Aside from the sound of Octavia’s breathing and some distant thumping, he couldn’t hear anything. Forget being able to see, it was much too dark. The most he could do was sit and wait for whatever Octavia had planned for him.

Octavia made it out of the night club, glancing over just in time to see Trixie standing in front of a mint green mare.

“Anon gummies?! Do they taste like him?”

“Well, I think they do.” The mint green unicorn shifted in place uncomfortably. “I just haven’t got the chance to, y’know, taste him for an actual comparison.”

“Trixie will test them!” Trixie tore several out of the unicorn’s grasp and began to down them all at once.

“Hey! You have to pay for those!”

After a moment, Trixie froze. “Wait… these aren’t… diet are they?”

The other mare nodded. “Yep, I made two kinds just in case. The regular kind are over here.”

Trixie blanched before grasping at her throat with her hooves. “Diet?! Trixie’s one weakness!” And then she fell over onto the floor, and didn’t move.

A mare with a cream colored coat joined the mint green one and poked at Trixie’s unmoving body. The mint green unicorn bit her lip.

“Should we like… y’know… do something Bon Bon?”

Bon Bon shrugged. “Just leave her there, I’m sure she’ll wake up eventually.” The two mares trotted off.

It was a short walk after that when Octavia reached the home she shared with her marefriend. She poked around on the inside of her mouth with her tongue to make sure Anon was still there, then carefully opened the door.

The dull sound of bass could be heard down the hall, coming from Vinyl’s room of course. Octavia trotted towards her marefriend’s room, then found Vinyl behind a massive loudspeaker system.

“Hey Tavi! Nice to see you back again!” Her marefriend lifted her signature shades off of her face, revealing her deep, red eyes. “I thought you’d be out all night.” Vinyl blinked, noticing Octavia’s reddened face and slightly unsteady stance. “Is uh… everything alright?”

Octavia slowly lowered her eyelids until the were about halfway closed, then sauntered over towards Vinyl. She held her hoof out again, and slowly pushed Anon out onto it.

“Ugh! Listen, if you want me to pay you back, stop beating around the damn bush a—” Anon turned, noticing Vinyl staring at him. “Oh… uh… I think I’m missing some context here.”

“Anon?” Vinyl tilted her head. “Tavi, what are you doing? Where did you go? Why do you have Anon with you?”

Rather than answering her questions straight away, Octavia brought Anon closer to her mouth again… and began to lick him, slowly.

Anon sputtered and spat, but Vinyl’s face began to redden.

Octavia slowly ran her tongue across the length of Anon’s body, her face getting a darker shade of red with each lick. “Mmmmmh…” Octavia moaned lightly, then pulled her face away. She kept a tight grip on Anon.

“To answer your questions, Vinyl…” Her voice was much more sultry now, her gaze fixed onto the unicorn’s red eyes. “I went out to the bar, where I happened upon this little treat…”

She took the upper half of Anon’s body into her mouth and wrapped her tongue around it, suckling on it lightly and letting out light moans.

“Are you ser—” Anon coughed as saliva got into his mouth. “This is how you want me to repay y—” More coughing. “FUCK Y—” Octavia sucked him entirely into her mouth, then sat down on her rump and slowly moved her head around, blushing and moaning all the while.

The actions has a noticeable effect on Vinyl, who was starting to shift in place, a heavy blush adorned her cheeks. “Is he… “ Vinyl bit her lip. “Is he as good as they say?”

Octavia nodded slowly, giving Vinyl a sly grin then another long and drawn out moan as she suckled Anon.

“Can… Can I… ?” Vinyl walked towards Octavia with a stretched out hoof, but Octavia backed up a few steps, back towards Vinyl’s bed. Octavia winked at her, then climbed onto her bed, and lied down. She flicked her tail lightly in her direction and allowed Anon’s legs to stick out of her mouth.

Vinyl got the message loud and clear. You want it, come and get it. Vinyl blushed again, but then smiled and slowly made her way over to Octavia’s side. She took her time climbing into bed, stopping to linger and kiss some parts of the earth pony’s body. Octavia did her best to keep her mouth clamped shut and endure, but it was becoming very difficult, especially with Vinyl’s progress towards her mouth.

Vinyl slowly planted kisses up Octavia’s neck, across her jaw line, before finally reaching her face. Vinyl stopped to stare into Octavia’s deep, purple eyes before moving a lock of her mane out of the way and giving her a long, passionate kiss.

Octavia lost all of her breath in that moment, but she didn’t mind. She breathed Vinyl’s sent in, allowing the unicorn’s tongue to push into her mouth where her delicious treat was. Octavia let out a gentle whine as Vinyl slowly wrapped her hooves around her. Octavia gave herself into her embrace, letting out a light hum as she began to suckle on Vinyl’s tongue.

Anon was surprised when his fleshy prison opened, but rather than the light of day, another pink tongue came into his view. Octavia’s mouth clenched, not giving him much room to move around as the other tongue pressed down on him. He flailed and tried to get away, but the other tongue would not let him move. Octavia’s mouth was flooded with saliva now, it dripped down from the roof of her mouth and rose up from the sides, coating him with it.

Vinyl let out a moan of her own as she found her prize. Slowly, the unicorn drew back from her mate. Octavia wanted to follow, but Vinyl broke their lips free. A single strand of saliva remained between octavia’s mouth, and the kicking legs of Anon now sticking out of Vinyl’s mouth.

Vinyl blushed heavily, closing her eyes as she began to suckle on Anon. She hummed lightly and sat down on the bed, leaning her head back as she gently slurped Anon’s legs in.

Octavia took this chance to explore her marefriend’s body, kissing her neck and slowly descending downwards. Vinyl watched her, her red eyes wide with wonder as Octavia descended lower. However, she was too caught up in the taste of Anon to pay too much attention. She let her head drift backwards slowly as she felt Octavia’s mouth on her barrel now. She left a thin trail of saliva in her wake, and it caused Vinyl to shiver slightly.

Vinyl moved her tongue around, revelling in Anon’s taste added with the taste of Octavia’s mouth. She almost wanted to swallow, but she had a feeling if she did Octavia would stop her actions, and she didn’t want Octavia to stop anytime soon.

This mouth was much less gentle than Octavia’s had been. It roughed him around on the inside of her cheeks, the tongue curled him up, and slathered him against the roof of the mouth. Anon had just stopped fighting at this point, he knew it was pointless.

After a moment, Octavia rose back up from below, her lips seeking Vinyl’s mouth again. Vinyl snapped out of her taste induced trance and grinned back at Octavia, as the two locked lip once again.

Octavia pushed her tongue into Vinyl’s mouth, seeking to take her treat back. However, Vinyl would not give up without a fight. Her tongue held Anon down, while Octavia’s sought to abduct him from her grasp. Anon just groaned.

The two continued this playful tug of war for a moment before Octavia prevailed. She took her prize back, then made a show of lifting her head and slowly allowing Anon to sink into her mouth once more. She slowly reclined onto the bed, her blush deepening as Vinyl began planting kisses up her stomach.

Octavia took only a moment more to savor Anon’s flavor before she threw her head back, and gulped.

Anon was feeling quite betrayed. His entire prison went vertical, and he was forced to fall towards the back of Octavia’s mouth. “Wh- what are you doing?!” Octavia responded by swallowing.

Anon was forced downwards, the thumping from earlier becoming much louder as he was passed along a long, dark, warm tunnel. Fucking ponies… Anon thought as his trip levelled out, and the sound of Octavia’s body were all he knew.

Octavia let out a deep and satisfied sigh, looking down at Vinyl who had placed the side of her head on the small lump in Octavia’s stomach. Vinyl was smiling. “No fair… I wanted more.”

Octavia chuckled and slowly stroked her stomach with a hoof. “I can see Twilight soon about getting him out… then it will be your turn. If you’re good… “ Octavia licked her lips again.

Vinyl chuckled. and kissed Octavia once more. “I’ll be right back.” Oactavia nodded, eyes trained on the back of the white mare as she left the room. Octavia rolled onto her side, slowly stroking her stomach again. She licked her lips and breathed slowly, feeling her stomach gurgle and churn.

“Thank you, Anon. I needed this.” She closed her eyes and listened to the sound of her body working, and waiting for the return of her marefriend so they could have some real fun.