Matt started walking out of his room, tickets in hand. It cost him a lot to get these tickets and now, with his date at the concert at hand, it's his time to shine. The past few days were probably his worst: he was fired from something he didn't do, he may have to restart the year at highschool from his poor grades, he got into a car crash and his car was wrecked, and, probably the worst news, was that many of his friends were disappearing from something. Hopefully, today will be good. "Aw yeah, she's gonna love this!" He walked down the stairs but noticed something odd; his parents are missing. They were around just a second ago, they were even talking, but now, it's just silence. Looking around, he found no evidence they even left the house: the doors were locked, their cars still in the garage, his mother's purse laid still in her bedroom. "What the He-" Suddenly a bright flash of light blinded him, and he stumbled in a daze for a moment. Rubbing his eyes, he looks around to see his surroundings were definitely not the same as before. He found himself in what appears to be a massive dressing room, and by the looks of it, for a woman. Even worse, from comparing his size to the items on the counter he's currently standing on, he's tiny. "Oh no! This is bad! This is SO bad!" He heard the door handle jiggle and turn. "Not good!" He ducked for cover behind what looks like a large hairbrush and peeked over it.
Coming into the room, was the scariest and oddest sight he's ever seen: A massive, oddly colored horse, wearing clothes with its mane done up in a hairstylewith a similar style applied to the tail as well. "What the heck? Oh no!" The horse thing walks straight up to the counter and, with an oddly dexterous hoof, claimed his current cover and starts brushing it's mane. Hoping that it was distracted by its current task, he quickly rushed toward some other piece of cover. Unfortunately he forgot about one thing, a certain portion of the counter he hadn't taken into consideration: the mirror. His rush was cut short when the horse's other hoof slamed onto the counter in front of him. "Ah!" He turned around only to see its massive face, smiling down at him. He nervously smiled back and waved at the giant horse. I'm Dead.
It turns out to be a 'she', which he quickly learned out after she let loose a giggle. "I didn't know humans liked my concerts too." She said, setting the brush down before giggling again. "So, where's your backstage pass? You know your not supposed to be back here without one after all." She giggled some more, holding a hoof to her mouth.
He gulped nervously, "Yeah, about that, um, I uh, I actually don't, uh, know where I am, um, so uh, I... don't... have one..." He said nervously. Yup, I'm dead, so dead, so very, very dead, I died the second she walked in.
"You don't know where you are?" She asked, "Wait, so you're new to Equestria?"
"Equi-what?"
"Oh, you're a new arrival then, um, well. Welcome to Equestria then! Um, sorry to say this, but uh, you're kinda stuck here. Don't worry, there's a lot of your kind around, and more appear everyday. So, I'll just give you the whole introduction then: This is the land of Equestria, home of us ponies. As you can see, I'm an earth pony, but there's also pegasi, unicorns, and alicorns. The other races you might run into here will probably be griffons and minotaurs. You humans have been popping up all over the land, and well, we've been helping you to settle in. Building villages, sharing food and water, protecting you, stuff like that."
"Wait, so, I'm stuck here!? I can't get home!?" He asked before starting to tear up. He looked to the tickets, still in his hand. "I- I spent a fortune on these, and now..." He angrily crumples the tickets and throws them. Then he drops to the ground and starts smashing his hand against the "floor". "This has to be the worst day of my LIFE! I was supposed to be going on a date with my girlfriend, but what happens?" Then he slumps to the ground. "Can you do me a favor, Miss... uh-?"
"Coloratura."
"What?"
"You wanted to know my name, it's Coloratura, but please, call me Rara. And sure, I'll help out however I can." She gave him what she hoped was a reassuring smile.
"Oh, well, miss Colora- Color-, um, miss... Rara, could you, uh, could you just..." He tried to ask, but the question refuses to come out.
"Just what?"
"Kill me." He forced the two words out, almost wishing he didn't actually mean it.
Rara recoiled, "Do what!?" She asked, hoping she didn't hear what she thought she heard.
"I said kill me! Please! There's nothing for me to live for anymore!" He planted his face into the ground. "I'll never see my family, my friends, anyone I know ever again."
She looked sadly down at the devastated human lying on her dressing room. She raised a hoof and slowly lowers it over him. The entirety of her hoof hiding him from the entire world, for a split second, she almost feels like acquiescing to his request, but he was still just a teenager in human standards, and not only is he young, but there's a whole world out there. Plus, as a pony, she couldn't take a life, let alone, a very young life. She let out a deep breath. I can't do it, there's still to much ahead of him, too much that he could do, even here at his size. Besides, his parents could be here as well. Then her stomach growled. She always came into her dressing room to not only make herself look good, but to get a quick bite before going back onstage. I know what to do.
As he laid, a strange sensation surrounded him, and he noticed that he was floating in midair. Well, not floating; Rara's hoof was still against his back, but somehow, she had a grip on him. Her face approached at a rapid rate, and her mouth opened wide. This is how it ends Matt, a snack for a pony. Please just make it quick. The force holding him to the hoof releases and he drops onto the soft, wet surface that is her tongue. The world around him grew dark as her mouth shuts, sealing him inside. The tongue starts to move him back, and as his eyes adjusted to the low light of the area, he notices exactly where he's going. No! She's just going to swallow me, that's not going to be quick! It's going to be slow and painful! Then he slides off the tongue and down into the celebrity pony's throat. It slowly took him down, further and further. Still, he didn't struggle or squirm, he didn't even fight against it at all. I asked her to kill me and at least she's doing it. I guess at least I'll be good for something here... becoming nutrients for her body
He fell into her stomach, the sack around him groaning a welcome to him, her heart and lungs joining in as well. Slowly, he struggled to his feet, and moves over to as close as he can get to a "corner", where he curled up there. Something pressed up behind him and he lookd, the portion of her stomach he is up against was somewhat flattened, and he can tell why: the large surface moved around as the giant pony outside rubbed her belly.
"Hello in there, I'm sorry, but I just couldn't do it. I couldn't hurt you, so instead, I figured it would be better to give you a nice... somewhat private place to collect yourself. You can stay in there as long as you need okay? And I forgot to tell, but we ponies can't digest you humans. It most likely has something to do with the magic that brought you here, and, just as a word of warning, we ponies also find you humans incredibly tasty, as I had. So, that, combined with your indigestibility, means that we really love having your kind as snacks."
"What?! So you mean I'm stuck in here until I move along or you throw me up!?!" Why couldn't she have just killed me!?! Now I'm just a toy for their amusement!
"Not exactly, you won't move along unless you force yourself to go deeper, so you're really stuck in there until I let you out. As I said though, I'll let you out when you feel like it, but for now I just want you to think things over in there okay. Life here isn't all bad, you'll get used to it. Maybe we can even find your parents. Plus, at least you have a free show inside."
He lets out a sigh instead of replying. I guess she's just trying to help. He held on tight as the place rocked.
Rara walked back out to stage. As she had done, it was her piano finale, one that Matt heard inside of her. Even inside her stomach, he heard her play the piano, and her singing voice... it was beautiful. He couldn't help but smile, hearing the beauty, and, when the song ended, he slept.
Meanwhile
Matt's parents sat on Applejack's back. His father held onto her mane while his mom held onto her husband.
"Ah'm sure yer son is fine!" Applejack spoke. "I bet mah friend Rara can help us find him."
"Oh, thank you, Ms. Applejack." Matt's mother spoke.
"Oh, it's nothing Miss. If ya'll weren't confused when you were in here, mah brother and I may have had ourselves a midnight snack!"
"Wait, you eat people!?" Matt's father asked
"Only trespassers, sir. That, and thieves, but ya'll are an exception. You get this off for free."
"Well... thanks."