> Nom!
>  by Voreafillyia
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> Taste Test
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		“...What do you think it is, Twilight?”

“I don’t know Spike, but it’s definitely not something I’ve seen in Equestria before.” Anon could hear the muffled voices just beyond the door up the stairs.

He sighed, his head falling back until it thumped against the tabletop he was now secured to. Lights were positioned overhead, making him feel like some sort of lab experiment or like he was the subject of some twisted surgery. He tried struggling against the single, tingling and glowing strap that was holding him in place, but to no avail. Whoever these people were, they certainly didn’t want him going anywhere.

“Why is it so small?”

Anon looked down at himself at that question. It was true, he somehow had been shrunk. The single strap holding him down, though small, covered the majority of his body. The table he was laying back on was massive too, obviously meant for something much larger than he was. The room he was in, while dark, was massive. The ceiling stretched high overhead, and everything in the room seemed to dwarf him. If anon had to take a random guess, he would guess that he was about five centimeters tall. Five centimeters tall, definitely a radical change from his former five foot and eight inch self. 

The two voices beyond the door continued to talk, but Anon had tuned them out. He was busy dwelling over how he had gotten where he was. He remembered screeching tires, then a bright light, then...nothing. It was all a big blank until he had woken up, secured tightly to this table here with the two voices beyond the door debating his fate. In the back of his mind he hoped they were reasonable people and not overly inquisitive scientists or doctors, he hated doctors. And he really didn’t want to be put on display as the world’s smallest man in the smithsonian. 

The sound of a doorknob turning caused Anon to turn his head to the door up the stairs. The door opened, and Anon let out an enormous sigh of relief. “Finally! You know I could hear every word you two were saying up there, if we could just talk this out like rational human beings, I’m sure—” he stole a second look at the door, shocked to find, not another human being, a doctor, or a scientist. but a horse. A purple horse with a purple mane. And she was looking right back at him with an all too human-like expression on her face.

Slowly, the purple horse’s face stretched into a smile. “Spike...did you hear that? I’m not hearing things right?” A round purple and green head peeked out from behind his equine host, a look of absolute confusion on his face. 

“Y-yeah Twi, I heard. I still don’t trust him…” Seemingly ignoring this ‘Spike’s fears, ‘Twi’ suddenly sprinted towards him. Anon flinched, bracing yourself for her to attack, but rather she stopped right at the edge of the table, placed both her hooves on the edge, and pushed her massive muzzle right up to him. 

"You can TALK?! Oh my Celestia, you could be a whole new species! I mean yes, Fluttershy talks to animals, but only she can understand them! You just spoke to me AND I UNDERSTOOD YOU! Do you know how great this is?!”

Anon hesitated, still bewildered by the fact that a miniature purple horse was talking to him before he gave her a forced grin. “Suuuureee….you know, it would be a whole lot better though if you could...give me some personal space?”

“Oh...oh!” Twi got the hint and pulled her head back, a faint hint of a blush on her cheeks. “Sorry, I just got really excited. I’ve never seen anything like you!”

Anon rolled his eyes. “Really? I didn’t hear you the first two times.” 

Twilight coughed into her hoof. “Yes well...do you mind if I ask you what you are?” A dull ringing sound reached Anon’s ears, and Anon then noticed that the purple horse had a horn atop her head, which glowed a soft purple. A notepad on the opposite side of the room lit up with the same purple color and flew over to the mare, accompanied now by a pencil. 

Unicorns. Anon was now fully convinced he was either high as a kite, or dreaming. Given that he couldn’t remember much of anything, he was leaning towards the former. But just in case, he decided to go along with it. “I’m a human. A human being.”

The notepad and pencil levitated itself into the purple and green lizard’s hands, and he began to write. “Hooman….bean.”

“No.” Anon cleared his throat, slightly irritated. “Hu-man. Be-ing.” 

“Human being.” The lizard responded with a nod, drawing on the notepad. 

“So, Human Being,” The purple horse spoke, eyes shining with excitement. “Where are you from? Judging by how small you are, do you come from the Breezie lands?” 

Breezie lands? Breezie sounded like some sort of air freshener. Anon made a mental note to stake a claim to the name when he woke up. Thanks subconscious!

“Before we continue with this, I want to make something clear.” Twi’s ears perked up and she leaned forward. It would almost be cute if she wasn’t towering so far over him. “Human Being isn’t my name. It’s what I am. Like you’re a horse, and he’s a lizard.” Anon pointed at both of them as he said this. Twilight seemed to frown at this.

“I’m not a horse, and he’s not a lizard. I’m a pony, and he’s a dragon.”

Ponies and dragons...you were fairly convinced you were on something now. “Mind if I ask where I am, then?”

Twilight nodded. “You’re in Equestria. It’s mostly inhabited by ponies, but dragons, griffins, and other creatures are free to come and go, so long as they don’t cause trouble.”

Equestria. Clever pun, subconscious.

“Anyways, my name is Anonymous, or Anon for short.” 

“Oh!” Twilight smiled. “We haven’t even introduced ourselves! I’m Twilight Sparkle, this is my assistant Spike.” . The purple and green lizard waved as she said his name. 

Twilight Sparkle. This was crossing the threshold from kind of strange to outright weird very quickly. Anon mildly wondered if her name bore any relation to the ‘Twilight’ series...he shuddered. He hoped not.

“Okay well, Twilight, can you get me out of here?”

Twilight put a hoof to her chin before trotting around to the bottom of the table. “First, let me run through my specimen checklist to make sure you aren’t a threat to ponies.”

“Specimen checklist? Now hold on, I’m starting to feel like a lab experiment…”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m not going to dissect you or anything.” She said with a giggle. Anon didn’t like that giggle. “Spike!” No sooner had she said his name than the small dragon returned with a list and a quill clutched in his claw. “Impeccable timing!” Twilight levitated a few lethal-looking surgical instruments over to herself. Anon gulped. “What’s the first thing on the list?”

Spike cleared his throat and read in a practiced voice. “Does the subject have claws?” Twilight trotted around the side of the table to get a closer look at him.

“Hm...well it appears he has hands like I’ve seen on monkeys. Fingernails and all. Nope, no claws!”

Spike made a checking motion on the list. “Does the subject have any canines?”

Twilight leaned her face down very close to him. So close in fact, that he could feel her breathe on him every time she took a breath. It wasn’t an unpleasant smell, it carried a faint minty smell and the scent of flowers, strangely. 

“Can you open your mouth for me?” Twilight asked, blinking her massive eyes. Figuring the quickest way out of this was to comply, you opened your mouth. Twilight lifted a magnifying glass and stared at him through it, her already massive eye looking comically huge through the magnifying glass. She frowned and set the magnifying glass back on the table. “You have canines,” she said. “Do you eat meat?”

“Omnivore.” Anon responded, looking bored now. “I eat meat, but also fruits and vegetables. Not like I could do much to any of you ponies, if they’re all as big as you.” 

“In that case,” Twilight spoke, still sounding a tad unsure. “Spike, what’s the last thing?”

Just then, a loud whistling from upstairs sounded. “Oh my gosh!” Spike suddenly shot two feet into the air, dropping the list as he did. “I totally forgot about the tea!” he shot up the stairs faster than Twilight could respond, slamming the door in his wake.

Twilight winced and levitated the list over to herself. “I guess I can just do the rest of this by myself, what’s the last thing…” Her eyes grew wide for a moment, and she lowered the list for a moment to look at him with a curious, analytical expression. “How does the subject...taste? That’s odd…” She began to approach him.

Anon was really freaked out now, he was not going to have a small purple pony licking him just to figure out how he tasted.”Hey!” He shouted, starting to struggle against the strap holding him down again. “I may be twenty times smaller than you, but I can bite like you wouldn’t believe!”

“Oh relax Anon,” Twilight smiled at anon, to show him everything was going to be okay. “It’s just a small taste, nothing big.” 

“I don’t care! No!”

Twilight frowned. “It’s not that big of a deal, just give it a second and it’ll be over!” 

“I don’t care how soon it’ll be over! Getting licked by talking miniature horse is where I cross the li— mmph!”

Anon’s ranting was interrupted as Twilight leaned over him, and licked his entire body with a swipe of her tongue, then retreated, smacking her lips.

Anon was appalled. “You...YOU ACTUALLY DID THAT! AFTER I SPECIFICALLY TOLD YOU NOT TO!”

Twilight seemed to be too busy licking and smacking her lips to pay attention to Anon’s yelling. “Hm...the taste is...different to say the least..” suddenly Twilight began to shiver uncontrollably. Anon thought she was having a seizure for a second, until he saw her eyelids close halfway and she started sauntering towards him, swinging her hips in a way he was in no way comfortable with. “Anon...you taste...really good.”

Nope.

Anon finally managed to work his body out from under the strap that was holding him down. He slid down the leg of the table and on to the floor, and started to run for the metaphorical hills. All his effort was for naught, however, when he felt a tingling pass all over his body, and he was jerked up and off the floor. Anon flailed for a minute before he came face to face with the purple menace once more. Her eyelids were still half closed, and she licked her lips again. “Just another little taste…” 

“OFF WITH THEE, SHE-DEMON! BACK TO THE PIT OF HELL FROM WHENCE YOU CAME!” Anon’s cries went unheeded as Twilight promptly stuck Anon’s upper half into her mouth. Anon could only futilely kick his legs as Twilight sat her rump on the floor and closed her eyes, suckling on Anon’s vulnerable form. She leaned her head back every once in a while and made a soft sound, like a groan or a hum. She was in heaven.

Anon was a totally different story. Now drenched in horse slobber, there was very little he could do as Twilight’s tongue probed his skin, raising goosebumps whenever she ran it along his bare skin. He could hardly get a word in, or move very much as Twilight’s lips had him firmly locked in place, her tongue assaulting his face and every part of his body that was currently caught up in her suckling mouth. 

After a moment, but what felt like hours, Twilight’s eyes opened again. She giggled at the sight of Anon’s legs flailing wildly outside of her mouth. Her ears twitched as Anon’s muffled voice rang through her cheeks. Not one wanting to get only half of the experience, Twilight quickly slurped up Anon’s legs, drawing the entire small human into her muzzle. 

Anon was not having a good time. He was laying all sorts of curses to Twilight’s name as she moved and pushed him around, drenching him wet in her saliva and running him along the inside of her cheek and licking him over and over. After a while though, he just sort of gave up and figured that she’d hopefully let him out soon. Then his world started to tilt backwards though, and Anonymous flailed wildly, trying to hold onto Twilight’s tongue. “What are you doing?!”

Outside, Twilight slowly tilted her head backwards. Something in the back of her head told her that this was a rare specimen, and she shouldn’t just eat him, but it was like a dull buzzing in her ear, annoying, but it couldn’t do anything. Anon tasted too good to pass up. 

Anon felt Twilight lean her head back, and he lost his grip on her tongue. He wildly flailed for one of her teeth, grabbing for something else to hold onto, but he quickly lost his grip and slid backwards in a wave of saliva. “I’ll remember this in the afterlife you biiiiiitch!” he shouted as he was washed down.

Outside, Twilight swallowed hard, a big lump leaving her mouth and running down her throat, before joining her chest and melding in with her belly. Twilight sighed happily, licking her lips of some of the stray saliva that had leaked out while she’d been enjoying her food. She looked down, and saw the specimen checklist she had been using earlier. Levitating it up to her face, she noticed a smudge next to the word ‘taste’. She idly rubbed it off, and beneath the smudge was the word ‘food’.

“How does your subject taste food…?” Twilight mumbled to herself, still sounding out of it. Suddenly, her eyes shot wide open. She put a hoof to her stomach and a look of horror overcame her. “I...I just ATE my new specimen!” Twilight quickly sprinted up the stairs, only one destination in mind. “SPIIIIIIIIKE!”



> In Soviet Equestria, The Rainbow Tastes You!
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Anon walked down the streets of Ponyville, trying to enjoy the nice weather the Pegasi had made for today. It had been about two weeks now since he came to Equestria, and after the first...initial incident was over, Twilight had apologized to him about thirty times. He had spent about two hours in her stomach before she finally managed to teleport him out, oddly with no damage done to him. Of course he wasn’t having any of it, and proceeded to get as far away from the crazy horse as he could.

...Which given his size was only under her couch, or in a small crack that her hoof couldn’t fit through. It had taken a lot of convincing from her, and from five other ponies she called her friends for him to come out again and talk to them. After they managed to make him believe they weren’t all going to jump him, an even bigger horse by the name of ‘Princess Celestia’ had appeared. Apparently Twilight had sent her a letter when she first found him.

After talking amongst themselves, a period of time during which he wasn’t comfortable being anywhere near Twilight, they introduced themselves and tried to explain the situation as well as they could. Princess Celestia examined him with her magic and told Anon that there was some kind of enchantment on him. One that activated whenever a pony got a taste of him. Upon activation, the pony that tasted him would do everything in their power to try and eat him. She also explained that this same enchantment kept Anon from actually getting hurt during the process, much to everyone’s relief. 

Of course, Anon didn’t really care what any of them had to say. The gist of what he heard was “Magic enchantments blah blah blah ponies want to eat you blah”. So he purposely made a point to stay as far away from Twilight as he could. Princess Celestia had said that she would look into what could have caused such an enchantment as well as a way to get him home. Anon would have liked to help, but being only five centimeters tall there wasn’t really a whole lot he could do.

Twilight offered him a place to stay, but he liked to think that he told her no in a very nice way.


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“No.”

“I’m not going to try and eat you again!” Twilight stamped a hoof.

“I don’t care. No.”

“You’re being unreasonable!”

“This coming from the purple pony who just tried to make me her lunch?!”

“It’s not like I meant to! It was an accident, besides, where else are you going to stay?!”

“Let me make this clear to you, I would rather strip nude, lather myself in honey, and THROW MYSELF INTO A PIT OF BEES before I stay anywhere near you!”

Twilight’s ears folded against her head and her eyes got really big as tears welled up in her eyes.

“Nope.”


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Good job Anon. You’re funny AND polite.

In the end Anon decided to stay with Twilight’s dressmaking friend Rarity, who was, at the very least, tolerable. She didn’t mind him staying with her, but he had a feeling that she really didn’t care for him as a person or really liked him all that much. That was fine though, she left him alone and he left her alone, and that’s all he wanted. The only time he was upset with his place of living is when Sweetie Belle thought that he was some kind of rodent and tried to kill him with a broom...that wasn’t fun.

The only other time Anon was upset with his place of living was right now. Rarity had to make a new line of dresses for, as she put it, a ‘very important client’ and had promptly kicked him out of the boutique to give herself ‘thinking room.’ If this kept up he was going to need to find a new place to sleep at night. It was all the same, over the past week he noticed all of Twilight’s friends giving him strange looks.  He didn’t like it, it was the same look Twilight had given him before the...incident of which he would never speak of. 

Anon was so caught up in his brooding he didn’t notice a cloud high in the sky slowly moving above him, a rainbow colored tail sticking out of it. Said rainbow tail belonged to a cyan pegasus named Rainbow Dash who was slowly following the barely visible Anon across Ponyville. She hadn’t seen him in a few days, he was so caught up with trying to keep other ponies away that he hardly ever came out of the Carousel Boutique. He was out now though, and Rainbow was in a mischievous mood. Rainbow Dash carefully crept to the edge of the cloud, her tail swishing around excitedly. 

Anon was scowling at every pony who gave him a funny look. Normally he wasn’t this unpleasant, but he wasn’t in a particularly good mood, and far be it from anyone else to judge how he felt or looked when he damn well pleased. He was so distracted with his scowling that he didn’t notice the steadily growing shadow underneath of him. He didn’t notice that the sun wasn’t on his back. No, he pretty much didn’t notice anything until he found himself promptly swept off the ground and held tightly between two fuzzy cyan appendages. 

“What the?!” Anon flailed wildly for a moment, his feet flailing for a ground that wasn’t underneath of him anymore. It wasn’t until he looked up and saw Rainbow Dash’s head looming overhead did he realize where he was. Rainbow Dash had swooped down and grabbed him, holding him between her bent forelegs as she flew, the ground steadily becoming farther and farther away. “Rainbow Dash!” Anon shouted, struggling to pull his trapped arms out from the Pegasus’ grip. “Put me down!”

“Chillax, Anon.” Rainbow Dash looked down at him, her pearly white grin promising a good time. A good time for her was almost always a bad time for Anon. “I needed something to practice with anyways, and you’ve been nominated!”

“You couldn’t have nominated a rubber ball?! maybe something that won’t go splat if it hits the ground?!” 

“Pfftch.” Rainbow spun suddenly and Anon held on for dear life. “Hit the ground? I’m not going to drop you. Besides a rubber ball wouldn’t be NEARLY as fun.” She spun once more before straightening out. Anon tried not to vomit. “Just relax and enjoy the ride.” 

Anon scowled deeply. He hated heights, and he had a feeling that Rainbow Dash knew this. Why she insisted on hoisting him in the air when he was minding his own business was beyond him. “I mean it! Put me DoooooowwwwwwwwwOoOoOoOon’t you dare let me go!” Anon went from struggling to get away from his cyan captor to hugging her chest as tight as he could when he’d finally caught a glance of how high up they were. He couldn’t see Ponyville anymore, it was obscured under a layer of clouds. 

Rainbow laughed at him. “I told you I wasn’t going to drop you.” Suddenly, she flicked her forelegs up and launched Anon into the air. Anon couldn’t be heard over the sound of the wind blowing in her ears, but Rainbow caught a bit of it and vaguely wondered why Anon was calling her a ‘witch.’ She maneuvered underneath of him and Anon landed safely on her back. “See? Fun, right?”

Anon had a dark expression on his face. “If I were my regular size again, I swear to god…” 

“Don’t you mean ‘I swear to Celestia?’” Rainbow cocked her head to the side, her ear flicking as she did.

Anon’s scowl only deepened. “You ponies and your damn solar horse…”

“Would you relax, Anon?” Rainbow frowned. “I brought you out here to have some fun, you’re always so cooped up at Rarity’s and never come out to visit any of us! That can’t be fun!”

“That’s because I don’t LIKE any of you!” Anon crossed his arms. “Do you think that I asked to come here? I don’t even remember how I got here in the first place, I just want to go home!”

Rainbow sighed. “Look Anon, we know you want to go home, and the Princesses are working on it, but it’s going to take a while. You could at least show a little appreciation for the friends who are trying to make you feel comfortable here as long as you’re here, right? And if you have fun with them in the process, what’s the harm?”

Anon was silent, but he mumbled something.

“What was that?” Rainbow inched her head closer.

“...I said ‘Fine.’ Let’s just go do whatever it is you want to do so I can get back on the ground.” 

“Awesome! I need a front row seat to critique my tricks, are you ready?”

“Wait what?”

“Set go!” 

Rainbow launched from her stationary position in a flash of rainbow colored light, barely giving Anon time to grab onto her mane before she was already in a loop-de-loop. “Rainboooooooow Daaaaaaaaaash!” Anon tried calling out to the pegasus, but she didn’t seem to hear him. She did several more tricks in the sky before flying away a bit to admire her work. In the sky, the name ‘Rainbow Dash’ was visible. It was made up of her rainbow contrail. 

“Awh yeah! That was sweet! What’d you think Anon?” Rainbow Dash glanced at her back only to discover that he wasn’t there. “Anon?” She glanced all around, becoming worried. Then she finally caught a glimpse of him, hugging the end of her tail for dear life. “Oh, there you are! I was afraid you’d fallen off!”

Anon was shaking. “I hate you...so much right now.” 

“I think you’re overreacting.” Rainbow Dash flicked her tail up into the air. She’d meant to catch him on her back, but she got the trajectory wrong. Rather than landing on her back, Anon went headfirst straight into Rainbow Dash’s agape mouth.

“Mmmph?!” Anon began to kick his legs futilely, all too familiar with the situation he now found himself in. Rainbow in the meanwhile, suddenly stiffened. Her eyes widened and her pupils became large. Her eyelids closed halfway and her ears folded back against her head as she slowly started suckling on Anon’s small form, working him over with her tongue. 

“Mmmm…” Rainbow Dash closed her eyes as she hovered there, a faint blush coming to her cheeks as she continued to enjoy her surprise treat.

Anon, in the meantime, was futilely trying to push himself out of Rainbow’s mouth, and the tongue that was licking his face and body, covering him in thick, gooey saliva. He remained like that for several more minutes before he felt Rainbow grasp him with her forelegs again and very slowly pull him out of her mouth, dragging him along her tongue as he went. Anon coughed, then took a deep breath as he was finally able to breathe again. A thin trail of saliva went from his hair to Rainbow’s mouth as she pulled him away, and she licked her lips very slowly.

“So Anon…” Rainbow spoke with a sultry voice, licking her lips all the while as she gazed at him with a half-lidded stare. “I have something to show you back at my place...wanna see?”

This was all too familiar. The voice and the look she was giving him now, Twilight had done the exact same thing before the...incident from before. He promptly decided it was time to nope the fuck out of there. “No, I really don’t, so if you could set me down on the ground real soon, that’d be awesome.” 

Rainbow Dash tilted her head to the side for a minute, as if she was thinking. “Nah…” She gave him another long savory lick. “I think you’ll like what I have to show you anyways…” She glanced about, making sure that no other pegasi were watching as she began a lazy glide towards her cloud-mansion. 

“This is the same exact thing that happened with Twilight Rainbow! I’m not going with you! Put me down!” Rainbow didn’t seem to hear him, she was humming some unknown tune to herself, her face a mask of a trance-like gaze on the road ahead. Anon wasn’t one to be ignored, so he felt for a soft spot in Rainbow’s fur, took a deep breath, and bit down. 

Rainbow only glanced down to give him an annoyed look before leaning her head down. She grasped the collar of his shirt with her teeth and pulled back as hard as she could. She winced but got him loose. She now had him dangling from her mouth, and Anon could only futilely flail in the air. It wasn’t long before they arrived at Rainbow’s house, a place that Anon had never seen before.

It seemed he wouldn’t get to see too much of it, as Rainbow only flew in through the open window to her bedroom. She laid Anon on the bed, he tried to get away, but she just lazily placed a hoof lightly over him to pin him down. Rainbow laid out on her bed, kicking her hind legs out to sprawl across her bed in a comfortable position. “Now…” Rainbow dragged him over towards her. “...where were we?”

“Where did all that talk about friendship go, Rainbow?!” Anon yelled angrily. “Would a friend do this to another friend?!”

“Oh, we’re friends. Friends with benefits.” Rainbow licked her lips eagerly. “Besides, Twilight told us about how amazing you tasted. I was a little curious myself but...I never even imagined…” She grasped Anon with her forelegs again, then engulfed the top half of his body with a “nom” noise that might have been adorable if Anon wasn’t currently the one about to get eaten.

Anon struggled and pushed against the assaulting pegasus, but there wasn’t much he could do. Thick, gooey strands of liquid ran from the pink flesh surrounding him and dropped onto him, some of it leaking out of Rainbow’s mouth and touching soft, vulnerable spots of his skin, causing goosebumps to rise. 

A slight red tint came to Rainbow’s cheeks, and after a while of suckling, she lifted her head and anon into the air. She opened her mouth and allowed Anon to slide in a little further, closing her mouth on his ankles. Anon’s struggle was tenfold now, and he desperately flailed around and tried to make Rainbow spit him back out, but this only seemed to bring more tasteful pleasure to the entranced mare, who only hummed and made small sounds as he moved around. 

Inside, Anon felt Rainbow slurp up the last of his legs, including his feet, then his whole world began to tip backwards. it was pitch black and wet, so his flail for something to grab onto once again proved fruitless as he felt the Pegasus’ throat open up to receive him. “I’ll remember this you biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch!”

Outside, Rainbow swallowed thickly, a very defined lump, much more visible on her slim body, travelled down her front quickly and met her chest. From there, it became lost in her belly. Rainbow’s tail swished back and forth happily and she let out a relieved sigh. “Mmmm...you tasted really good Anon…” She licked her lips and her hoof, getting more of Anon’s taste anywhere she could. Once she was satisfied, she slowly rolled over and laid on her side, only the happy gurgles from her stomach giving any sign of Anon’s presence. Rainbow yawned, her ear flicking as her eyes drifted to a close. Today had been wonderful.
> Just Icing On The Cake
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Three. Days. Three whole days, Anon was stuck in Rainbow’s belly.

It wasn’t as if Rainbow Dash meant to do it to him, Anon supposed...no, fuck it. She did. She so totally and completely did.

Shortly after eating him, Rainbow had fallen asleep. Anon tried everything in his power to get her attention, thrashing about, yelling, but the most he received in return was making her roll over and move around to get more comfortable. This was going to be a long night.

Between Rainbow’s steady heartbeat and the soft rising and falling of her midsection when she breathed, Anon figured he must’ve fallen asleep too. Because movement jostled him awake. The next two days after that were unsurprisingly uneventful, he had high hopes when he’d been shaken awake that Rainbow was going to get him out somehow, but the prismatic mare seemed to have completely forgotten about him. He could feel it when she went cloudbusting, and he could feel it when she went out to practice her stunts and tricks that Anon really couldn’t care less about. He also most definitely felt it when she ate food as well, as he had significantly less room in his fleshy prison and it became more cramped. He was straight up pissed when she went back to sleep too, and though he tried thrashing about and yelling, this only seemed to make the pegasus enjoy him more. He could hear her talk, her now booming voice compared to other ponies’ muffled but barely understandable voices. Anon wasn’t sure if she’d really forgotten about it or was just being a straight up dick and not telling anyone else about what she’d done. Anon guessed the latter. Ponies are dicks naturally.

Imagine his surprise when almost three days later Twilight came to Rainbow Dash asking if she’d seen him. Apparently his name jogged her memory, and she flat out freaked out upon remembering where he was and what she’d done to him. Another short spell later and Anon fell himself standing between the two towering mares. Rainbow Dash immediately bent her forelegs and tried to apologize to him, but frankly Anon didn’t give a shit and told her to fuck off. It was shortly after this that Anon realized that Rainbow’s bodily fluids had eaten away his clothes, and after screaming at the two mares to have Rarity quickly make him a new set of clothes he found himself sporting a new pair of denim shorts and a white button up shirt. 

Despite all of this, it did little in the way of endearing Anon to the ponies. In fact, he became such a recluse that nopony could say that they’d seen him in the past week, much to the lament of a certain pink mare. 

Pinkie Pie was of the belief that everyone, no matter how grumpy or how sad, could be made to smile. Her theory hadn’t been proven wrong once yet, but Anon was certainly proving to be a hard nut to crack. He hadn’t smiled once yet since she met him! In fact the only facial expression Anon seemed to understand was frown! Everytime she visited him, whether it was to bring him a tasty treat that usually made everypony smile, or just to have a nice chat with him, he scowled at her until she went away. Well that was going to change today! 

With a bounce in her...bounce, Pinkie Pie leaped up to Rarity’s front door and pounded it rapidly with a hoof. “Rarityyyy! Are you there?” 

After a moment, during which Pinkie could swear she heard something crash and a cat shriek, the door cracked open, revealing Rarity who peeked out at her. “Ah, Pinkie Pie…” Rarity gave an elaborate smile, then glanced back into her boutique before directing her gaze back to the mare. “I’m afraid I don’t have time for a party today, I’m awfully busy—”

Pinkie interrupted with a gigglesnort. “Silly! That’s not why I’m here! I’m here for Anon today, we’ve got something going on down at Sugarcube Corner that I’m sure he’ll love!”

Rarity shifted nervously. “I-I’m uncertain dear. After that incident with Rainbow Dash, Anon is very reluctant about going out anywhere...at all…” Rarity’s voice lowered and her face twisted into a frown as she spoke. 

Pinkie suddenly forced the door open as she bounced her way towards the stairs. “Oh don’t worry! For what I have planned, I’m sure he’ll want to come with!”

“Pinkie Pie, wait…!” Rarity ran after her hyperactive friend, knowing it was futile to stop her once she had her mind set on something, but set on trying anyways.

Anon was laying in the guest bed, trying to draw shapes that were in no way similar to horses or any other sort of equine creature out of the erratic pattern on the ceiling when the door suddenly busted open, scaring him half to death. 

“Hi Anon!” Pinkie shouted, leaping from the doorway to land on his bed and launching him a few feet in the air in the process.

Oh no. Oh fuck no. Ever since Anon got here the pink horse has done nothing but harass him about meeting ponies. She was always trying to drag him out to do some stupid thing with her stupid friends in this stupid town. 

Very slowly, Anon pointed a finger at her. “You.” His eyes narrowed, and he shifted the trajectory of his finger to the open door. “Out.” 

Pinkie giggle snorted and leaned down to Anon’s level. “Silly! If I left how could I tell you about the gigantic cake testing going on at sugarcube corner today? The cakes got a huuuuge order from Canterlot, and we had to mass produce cakes for the past week! The cakes asked me to do a smaaaalllll taste test, but I can’t possibly do it all on my own! So then I thought, oooooohhhhhh what about Anon? I bet he’s free, since it seems like he’s never out, so then I thought—” 

Anon held a hand up, silencing her immediately. “I get the point.” His eyes narrowed. “No.” 

This seemed to destroy Pinkie, as her ears flattened against her head and her eyes got big and welled up with tears. “b-but…!”

“No. I’ve had enough of dealing with you psychotic ponies, especially after Rainbow Dash!” Anon turned so that his back was to the pink mare. “So just leave me alone!”

Pinkie fell back onto her rump. How could this happen? She was Ponyville’s Premiere Party Pony! She always made everypony smile! Her ears suddenly shot up. As quickly as that happened, Pinkie dipped her head down and caught Anon’s shirt collar between her teeth, hoisting him into the air.

“Hey! What are you doing?!”

“Don chou vorry Anon!” Pinkie’s muffled voice reached his ears as she jumped off the bed and trotted down the stairs with him, past a shocked Rarity. “‘m monna make sure myou have a good timesh!” 

Anon kicked and flailed wildly. “Rarity! It’s a kidnapping! I’m being absconded by a pink menace and will surely never be heard from again! Call the police! Call the guard! CALL THE FUCKING ARMY! Stop this crazy bitch!” 

Rarity watched him go, then silently snickered behind a hoof at Anon’s reaction. She waved after them. “Don’t worry Anon! A little sunlight will do your coat some good! Besides, I’m sure you’ll have a good time!”

“YOU TRAITOROUS B—” The door to the boutique closed before Rarity heard his full rebuttal.  





Anon idly swung back and forth from Pinkie’s mouth as she continued her trot towards Sugarcube Corner, waving to ponies as she passed by. Anon personally couldn’t give two fucks less and wish she’d turn around so he could get back to sulking. 

“Oh, hello Pinkie!” A mare with a yellow coat and a pink and red mane called out to them. “Where are you off to with...Anon?” Anon could sense the slightest hint of distaste in her voice, and he swiveled his head towards her. 

“I’m sorry, do we have a problem?”

Roseluck’s ears flattened to her skull and she backed up a few steps. Pinkie, on the other hand, enthusiastically bounced forward. 

“‘m mtaking Anon mto thugarcube Corner!”

Roseluck blinked. “What?”

“She said she’s taking me to Sugarcube Corner.” Anon did not look amused.

Roseluck smiled. “Oh! In that case, have a fun time!”

“I hate you all.” Anon could no longer voice his distaste for the equines around him, as he was quickly ushered into the diabetes infested gingerbread house he’d come to known as the pink menace’s place of work, as well as her living quarters.

“Wer heeeereeee!” Pinkie gently set Anon down on the floor. All of the tables and chairs in the small shop had been hastily pushed together, and on top of the row of tables was a row of high-stacked cakes. Each with their own unique frosting design and flavor. The mere sight of it was enough to make Pinkie Pie’s mouth water in anticipation.

Anon just scowled. “That’s great, can we go back now?” 

“Hehe, silly!” Pinkie pushed her muzzle underneath Anon, causing him to fall back onto her face, which she then lifted up as she approached the cake. “You can’t eat all this super-yummy delicious cake if we go back now! And I definitely can’t eat it all on my own!”

“Somehow I doubt that.” 

Pinkie’s ears went flat. “I just...want to make you feel welcome. I mean, all the other ponies around here seem to not like you, and I thought maybe if I showed them how nice you could be…” tears began to well up in her eyes, which served in soaking Anon’s pants since he was seated right near them. 

Oh no. Not THAT face. Every time they made THAT face at him it ALWAYS ended badly for him!

Her lower lip stuck out.

Nope.

Her pupils grew wide.

….still nope.

She began to sob.

...fuck.

“...Fine.”

Pinkie’s ears perked up. “Huh, what’d you say?”

“I said...fine.”

Immediately Pinkie’s sad mood vanished, and she giggled as she jumped upright to her hooves. “Hehe, I knew you’d want to eventually!”

That manipulative little—

“Okay, we’re gonna take the first bite together! Are you ready?”

“Wait we’re gonna what?”

“Go!”

Anon’s face was quickly introduced to a wall of frosting as Pinkie plunged her face straight into the sugar-coated treat. Anon flailed and fell from his pink perch, his mouth quickly filled to the brim with frosting and cake.

Pinkie pulled her face out, and licked off any excess food leftover. “Mmmm, raspberry! What’d you think Anon?” She crossed her eyes, only to see him missing. “Anon?! Oh no! I’ll get you out, don’t worry!” Pinkie quickly plunged her face back into the massive cake to retrieve her sugared friend.

Anon was floating in a while bleakness. His mind had clouded over as air was robbed from his lungs. Finally, he could know peace. Away from these ponies who had kept trying to kill him, away from all the craziness of this world—

Then something came down from above and engulfed his entire upper body almost immediately.

“MMMMMPH!!” Anon shouted and kicked his legs.

Pinkie withdrew from the cake, a pair of legs sticking from her mouth. Pinkie’s eyes widened suddenly, her spine shivered and her entire body shook as her eyes half closed, and her entire figure gave the slightest droop. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, running her tongue over the two legs sticking out of her mouth.

“This shit again…” Anon tried to beat Pinkie’s tongue away with his fists, though it had little effect in deterring her. “Pinkie! Knock it off!” He punched the side of her mouth, but this seemed only to cause the mare to shiver once more.The pink appendage then moved to his face, causing him to spit and sputter as some of Pinkie’s saliva got in his mouth. “Pink— *cough*—ie pie! QUIT IT!”

Slowly, Pinkie gripped Anon’s legs with her forelegs and drew him back out of her mouth, ever so slowly. She rubbed him along her tongue as she did, and when he left there was a thick strand of saliva that hung between them. Pinkie looked down at Anon with a sultry gaze, one Anon was too busy wiping horse slobber off to notice. 

“I think…” Pinkie said, licking her lips. “I want to continue this taste test upstairs.” 

Anon quit flailing long enough to notice the gaze she was giving him.

“Oh no...oh HELL no Pinkie! You want to be my friend, you have zero chance of that if you go through with this!”

Pinkie didn’t seem to hear him, as she simply gripped his collar with her teeth and began a slow canter towards the staircase. 

“Pinkie! GODDAMN IT! Pinkie Pie! Snap out of it!”

Pinkie slurped on his shirt for a bit and managed to pull his upper body into her mouth. She released another involuntary shudder as she threw her head back and took more of Anon in, until only his legs were sticking out of her mouth once more. Once she was satisfied that he was silenced, she continued her trip up the stairs. 

Gummy was over at Fluttershy’s, so thankfully nopony else was in Pinkie’s small apartment. She quickly locked the door behind her, then settled onto the floor. She gripped Anon’s legs with her forelegs again and pulled him out, smacking her lips. “Better than any lolipop, that’s for sure…” she grinned. 

Anon shook himself off and glared up at the pink mare. “I swear to God, if I ever get returned here somehow when I get sent back home, I’ll be sure to bring all of my weapons and fucking—!” Anon was silenced by Pinkie’s tongue again, she rapidly licked him until he was completely soaked. She tilted her head to the side a bit as she looked at him. “Mmmm...if only we had some caramel around here, you could be like my very own candy apple…” She giggled and licked him again. “Of course, that’s not to say you don’t taste amazing either way.” 


“Fuck your candy apples, and fuck you!” Some of Pinkie’s saliva dripped down his body and touched his bare skin, contrasting the cold of the air to the warmth of the inside of her mouth. He shuddered. 

“Oh…?” Pinkie stuck out her tongue. “Is somepony enjoying this?” 

“Shut up...I hate you so much right now…”

“Hehe...just relax, and try to enjoy it.” 

She leaned her head down and engulfed his upper body in her mouth again. Anon’s world became dark with the strong scent of sugar and cake batter. He struggled against Pinkie, but it was clear who had the upper hoof here.

Pinkie raised her head upwards, opening her mouth to get all of Anon inside. Once she had him all in her mouth, she closed her eyes and began to hum as she pushed him around a bit.

Anon tried to hold onto something to keep himself still and maybe force his way out, but that wasn’t happening. the offending tongue shoved and pulled him around in every direction, quickly confusing and disorientating him. 

Pinkie got bored of playing with her food, then raised her head to the ceiling again and swallowed. A thick lump became prominent at the beginning of her throat. it travelled down quickly before it hit her chest, then moved straight into her belly where it became lost. 

Pinkie Pie let out a content sigh, then rose to her hooves and began a slow trot to her bedroom. Once she made it there, she propped her forelegs up onto the bed. Her belly gave a loud groan. Pinkie giggled and looked down at her stomach. “Shhh Anon, I’m really tired. We’ll talk when i wake up.” She slowly pulled the rest of herself up, then curled herself into a little ball, with her ear close to her belly. She let out a heavy sigh then let herself drift off.











	

> A Great and Powerful Nom
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

thump thump thump

Anon sat with his legs folded, his head leaned on his hand as he glared at the back of the orange mare in front of him.

thump thump thump

“You’re gonna love it at Sweet Apple Acres Anon! My family’s the most get-alonginest ponies you’ll ever meet!”

thump thump thump 

Anon’s body jostled up and down as the apple cart he caught a ride on hit every single imperfection on the dirt road cutting through Ponyville. 

And there were lots imperfections. Anon’s gaze drifted to some of the ponies who walked near them. When they stopped to wave or noticed Anon, he scowled at them.

lots of imperfections. 

The apple cart finally came to a stop in the marketplace. Anon scowled again. “What gives? I thought we were going back to your hick farm?”

Applejack frowned. “Ah don’t know what that means, but it certainly don’t sound too friendly.” 

Anon huffed. “It means you and your family are hardworking, wealthy people who are honest in their trials and tribulations but pursue a simpler way of life.”

Applejack brightened. “Oh! In that case, yes, mah family and ah are ‘hicks’!”

Anon grinned. Ponies were so stupid. 

“And ta answer yer earlier question Anon, we need to make a living still, and I haven’t met the day’s quota yet.” She put up a sign near him that read ‘Apples, 2 bits’

“You’re kidding me?” Anon stood, jumping off the cart and onto the ground. “You got me out of Rarity’s just so you could drag me out here to sell apples with you?” 

Applejack moved the apples from her cart to a nearby unused stand. “Awh c’mon Anon, socializing will do y’all some good! It’s not like it’s gonna kill ya.” She smiled.

Anon, on the other hand, deadpanned. “Are you kidding me? I’ve come closer to death since meeting you stupid ponies than any other time in my life!”

Applejack sighed. “Anon, y’know they didn’t mean ta—”

“They did! They so totally and completely did!”

Thankfully, Anon hadn’t spent as nearly as much time inside of Pinkie as he had inside of Rainbow Dash. Shortly after waking up, Pinkie had rapidly and purposefully bounced over to Twilight’s. Much to the lament of the human trapped inside of her, who was shoved and tossed around with each jump. 

After Anon had gotten out, he’d learned that Pinkie actually wasn’t even under the influence of any sort of spell, and just ate him ‘because he tasted good.’ Anon promptly flipped her off and stormed back to Rarity’s. Who threw him out, because she’s a bitch.

...Okay, so it may be because she had a celebrity visiting from Canterlot, and she couldn’t have him ‘sulking about’ as she put it. Whatever, she was still a bitch. 

Having no place else to go, Anon was forced to ask the apple horse for lodging, much to his contempt. Their butchering of the english language was a crime, and he practically cringed every time they spoke. 

“Okay, so maybe Pinkie Pie did,” Applejack rolled her eyes. “but ya gotta understand Anon, that’s just Pinkie being Pinkie. She’s done weirder.”

Anon deadpanned. “She’s done weirder than eat things alive?”

Applejack stroked her chin. “Okay, maybe on second thought…”

Anon waved a hand. “Whatever, just go get your apple selling done so we can get back to your home, I have some serious sulking to catch up on.”

“Y’a’ll could at least try to make an effort at enjoying yerself, couldn’t ya?” 

Anon gasped. “And make myself seem like a considerate individual?! Are you kidding me?!” 

Applejack just snorted. “Ya’ll are pretty rude, most of the time.” 

“Exactly!” Anon grinned. “Now that we’ve established that, I’m going to find a nice quiet corner to sulk in while you finish your inane apple selling.” Anon wandered towards the town square.

“Jes be careful!” Applejack called after him. “Inconsiderate er not, yer still small! Ponies ain’t gonna see ya’ before they squish you like a bug!” Applejack heard what sounded like a cross between a yell and a snarl, then settled down behind the counter, confident that Anon would be alright. She hoped. 

Anon waltzed through the streets, his constant scowling pronounced his presence to the ponies around him. They made sure to watch where they stepped, and even made an effort to be nice and say ‘hi’ to Anon. ‘effort’ being the key word here, as all they often received in return was a dirty glare, or the raising of Anon’s middle finger, a gesture they didn’t really understand. 

Anon sighed, wondering why all these ponies were so worried about his social interaction or his well being when he had made it clear, multiple times, that he simply wanted to be left alone. This only seemed to encourage their behavior, as Applejack and the rest of her friends constantly went out of their way to make sure he was well accommodated. It almost made Anon feel guilty for being so mean to them. Almost. 

“Fuck these ponies.” Anon sighed, then his brow knitted as he mulled over the words that had just left his mouth. “Definitely not like that…” A loud explosion caused him and several ponies in the area to flinch, the latter of the two lowering their ears against their heads. Anon glanced up in time to see something streak into the sky, then burst in another loud, explosive sound, followed by a light show hosting the entire color spectrum. 

“Come one! Come all! Come and witness the amazing magic, of the Great and Powerful Trrrrrixie!” The ‘r’ in the last word rolled, drawing out the title. 

Anon heard several ponies around him let out disgruntled mumbles. 

“Oh geez…”

“Her again?”

“I thought Twilight showed her up last time?”

Someone who drew out disdain in the ponies simply by making a few fireworks and loud shouting? Who was this great master of deterrence, who could cause ponies to relent by the mere sound of her? He had to check this out!

He didn’t have much of a choice, as he was herded along by the crowd of shuffling hooves as ponies made their way towards the sounds. 


~~~~~~~Generic scene transition is a go~~~~~~


Trixie smirked as ponies filed in towards her stage by the dozens, then by the hundreds. No matter where she went, or how tarnished of a reputation she had, ponies always loved a good show. Trixie cleared her throat. “Now then, it has been a long time since Trixie has visited Ponyville last,”

“It’s only been two weeks.” A mare with a poofy orange mane in the crowd spoke up. Trixie glared at her, and she sank back down into the crowd. 

“As Trixie was saying, it has been a considerable length of time since Ponyville has gone without Trixie’s magical finesse, and style.” She paused to pose as she said this, and earned several rolls of the eyes from the audience. “So Trixie would understand if a pony or two from the audience would request a repeat performance.” She paused to hear the cheers of her fans.

Silence. A pony coughed. Trixie turned, pointing a hoof at the pony. “I know you would like to see my theatrics my fine stallion,”

The stallion raised an eyebrow. “I only coughed.”

Trixie ignored this, and put a hoof over her forehead and leaning backwards with her eyes closed, as if she were sad. “But alas, Trixie cannot.” Several cheers from the audience. “Trixie is here today for another reason.” 

This time, the ponies looked at one another and began murmuring. 

“Due to… diminishing returns on Trixie’s show, which she is sure is not the fault of some know it all unicorn, Trixie has been forced to take up a new career.” Trixie held her head high and closed her eyes, waiting for ponies to inquire what her new job was. After several seconds of silence, she figured they were all eagerly awaiting the reveal, and responded in kind. “The Great and Powerful Trixie has now become a Mythbuster!”

The crowd began murmuring again. “What’s a mythbuster?” was the general question on everypony’s lips.

“I am so glad you asked, you loveable ponies,” Trixie continued, beginning to pace the length of the stage. “a mythbuster is a pony who discerns whether or not the slightest myth, from even the most obscure rumors to the most towering of tales, is true, or a bust.” Trixie smirked.

Silence again, before another pony spoke up. “So what does that have to do with you being here?” 

“Another fine question!” Trixie grinned. “The Great and Powerful Trixie has heard rumors circulating throughout Equestria lately, rumors about a certain town named,” Trixie’s face darkened. “Ponyville.”

Several ponies gasped in shock.

“The rumors have it that there is a delectable treat here, a treat so extraordinarily delicious that ponies cannot help but to try and consume it at the smallest taste.” Trixie stamped a hoof on stage. “Trixie determines that she will have this tantalizing treat, and the best way to go about that is to ask.” Trixie grinned again. “Where, Ponyville? Where is this delicious treat?”

The ponies in the crowd looked at each other before fluidly stepping to the side, revealing a small and bite-sized human standing alone in the middle of the crowd.

Anon glanced around. While he was happy that the ponies had decided to give him some personal space, he also noticed that he was the center of the attention of the blue mare on stage, and if everything he’d hear was just true, he was the treat she was talking about.

Thanks a lot, ponies. 

“This?” Trixie jumped off stage, then trotted towards him. “This is the snack that satisfies the senses? The one that ponies cannot help but try and eat given the slightest taste?” Trixie leaned her head down level with Anon and glared at him. “Trixie does not think that you look like much, much less appetizing in any way.” 

For some reason that only the elder gods may understand, Anon felt compelled to defend his status as food. 

“Now wait a minute!” Anon marched towards Trixie, who backed up a few steps. “I’ll have you know that even the elements of harmony can’t resist me!”

Trixie blew a raspberry. “You mean Twilight Sparkle and her gang of loser friends? Trixie is hardly impressed.” 

“You should be!” Anon retorted. “They said I was more satisfying than a glass of water on a hot summer day! Spicier than the dragon’s tongue flower only found in Zebrica! More soothing than the Midnight flower, which only grows under the brightest moon, and more filling than several bales of hay!” Anon crossed his arms, confident that he’d one this little self-proclaimed ‘contest’. 

He did. The ponies all around were staring at him intensely now, mouths watering.

Anon looked around, realizing everything he’d just said and where he was. “Aw, crap.” 

Then it all fell into chaos.

“Get him!”

“I saw him first!”
“That sounds delicious! I have to try!”

“Get your own!”

“He’s the only one!”

“He is Trixie’s myth, The Great and Powerful Trixie will be the one to nom him!”

Anon wasted no time in sprinting as every single pony in the crowd jumped towards him at the same time. He was able to get out of the way, causing all the ponies to land on each other in a massive pony pile. Anon sprinted through the marketplace, drawing the attention and confusion of several more ponies as Trixie broke from the pile of ponies and sprinted after him.

“Get back here so that Trixie can do her job, treat!” 

“My name’s not treat!” Anon stopped at Applejack’s stand, turning to face Trixie as she galloped up close to him. She was panting. 

Applejack stood behind the counter, blinking in confusion. “Wha… Trixie! What are yah doin’ here?” 

“The Great and Powerful Trixie must have her Great and Powerful nom!” She grinned deviously and lit her horn. Anon moved, but the magic grasped ahold…

...of Applejack, as Anon ducked behind her. Applejack flailed in the air for a moment as she was levitated. Trixie had her eyes closed in a smug expression, so she did not see who she got ahold of as she levitated the object of her magic towards her mouth. Applejack collided with her, and the two ponies went down. 

Anon turned to run, only to be greeted with the crowd of ponies from earlier once more. A few pegasi in the air pointed at him. “There he is!”

Anon barely had time for another dodge as the second pony pile of the day occurred, and Anon quickly sprinted down the street. As he fled, he heard the words that sent a chill down his spine.

“The Great and Powerful trixie will have her Great and Powerful nom if it is the last thing Trixie does!”
> 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!”


-------Can you guess what this is? That’s right, another scene transition!------


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…


-----*You can skip this. Seriously. You’re probably used to this by now.*-----

“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!”


----*It is over now, little one.*----


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. 

> Tastier Test
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Twilight Sparkle quietly hummed to herself as she sat in the ‘living room’ of her home, which was really just the main room where the ponies came to check out books. Her eyes flitted back and forth across the page, constantly processing information while her mind reviewed everything she’d read on the last page, and how it applied to this page now.

However, Twilight Sparkle’s studying hour was interrupted. Her ears perked, then twitched as she slowly turned her head towards her front door. It creaked open slowly, but stopped after opening only a small amount. Twilight tilted her head. She closed the book she’d been reading with a flash of magic and slowly approached the door.

“H-hello? Is somepony there?” Twilight asked tentatively. 

Without warning, the door blew open fully. It impacted the wall behind it with a loud bang that caused Twilight to fold her ears back.

There, in the doorway, stood a small figure. Dripping wet and clearly looking worse for the wear, the small figure slowly lifted its right arm, and pointed at Twilight.

“You.” It spoke.

Twilight held a hoof to her chest. “M-me?” 

“Yes, you.” The figure spoke ominously. It then laid a palm upon its own chest. “Me.”

“You?” Twilight tilted her head to the side. “You’re me?”

The figure shook its head, then pointed at Twilight again. “You.”

Twilight frowned. “Well of course I’m me, but I’m not you.” 

The figure facepalmed, then snarled. “Science.” 

Twilight’s face lit up. “Science? I’m science?!” 

The figure facepalmed a second time. “No, no. M—”

Twilight scrunched her muzzle up. “Well you’re certainly not science. I think science would look much more…” Twilight rolled her hoof as she tried to find the words. “...Sciency.” 

“For fuck’s sake woman, would you let me finish?!” The figure shouted. 

Twilight flinched, but nodded. 

The small bipedal figure sighed. “God, it’s all the same with you ponies, never let anyone finish what they were saying…” He cleared his throat, then pointed at her. “You.” he laid a palm upon his own chest. “Me.” He pointed towards the door that led down into Twilight’s basement. “Science. Now.” 

Twilight Sparkle’s smile could not have possibly gotten any wider. 


~*~

It wasn’t long after that that Twilight Sparkle and Anon were standing over a table filled with smoking vials, microscopes, and several whirring and shaking machines.

Twilight poured liquid from one vial into another, and it caused a blue puff of smoke. “So, what happened to you anyways? And what exactly are you hoping to find chemical-wise to solve your problem?” Twilight leaned over to Anon, who was reading through a rather large book, many times bigger than he was. 

“I’d rather not talk about it.” Anon mumbled as he continued to read. “As for the chemical bit, I’m hoping that maybe some sort of potion can make me grow back to my old size, and maybe make me seem a little less appetizing.”

“Well, I can help you with that. We might not be able to find exactly what you’re looking for, but we can try.” Twilight slowly leaned her head down closer to him. “You looked absolutely drenched! Nopony tried to drown you or something did they?” Twilight asked.

Anon climbed from his position on the pages of the book to watch as the liquid travelled through the series of vials they had set up to mix it, before it eventually landed in one at the end. There, two liquids swirled together to form a dark purple potion of some kind. 

“Like I said, I’d rather not talk about it.” Anon tapped the glass of the vial. “Is this one ready yet?” 

“Be careful!” Twilight chastised, before levitating it away from him. “We don’t know what this does yet, it could be sensitive.” 

“You’re right, we should test it…” Anon stroked his chin for a moment, then snapped his fingers. 

“Got it! Hey Spike!”

Twilight quickly locked the door with her magic before glaring down at Anon. “We are not using Spike as a test subject.” 

“Ugh, you’re no fun.” Anon crossed his arms and frowned. “How do you suppose we test it then?” 

“Hmmm…” Twilight glanced about the room for anything that could be of use. After another few minutes, she laid her eyes back on Anon. Without saying another word, she carefully used her magic to tear a piece of fabric from his clothes. 

“Hey! What the hell?!” Anon quickly leaped backwards in a pitiful attempt to shield himself. “Warn me before you do that!” He grumbled as Twilight held the piece of fabric up closer to her eyes for inspection.

“Sorry…” She mumbled half heartedly. Then, she carefully tipped the potion overtop of the fabric. A small drop of the potion left the vial and dripped onto the fabric. Twilight set the fabric down under the microscope. Then, they waited.

…

…

…

“Well, did something happen?” Anon interjected. 

“Science can’t be rushed.” Twilight said, before lowering her eye to look at the fabric.

“Well?” Anon asked.

Twilight lingered on the microscope for several more seconds before pulling away. “There doesn’t seem to be any noticeable changes…” Twilight mumbled uncertainly.

“Good enough for me!” Anon leaped forward, snatching the potion from her magical grip.

“Hey!” Twilight protested.

Anon ignored her and quickly downed the potion. It wasn’t half bad either, it tasted almost like blueberries. Once he was done, he threw the vial to the side and twirled to face Twilight, arms outstretched. 

“Well? how do I l— mmph!” Anon never got to finish his sentence. As quick as a snap, Twilight’s head darted forward and completely engulfed Anon’s upper body in her mouth.

She raised his still kicking form into the air and opened and closed her mouth a few times to get all of Anon inside, then she slowly and elaborately swallowed him.

Twilight let out a heavy sigh of relief as the small bulge wormed its way down her throat, into her chest, before disappearing into her stomach. Twilight slowly fell back on her haunches, licking her lips as her ears folded back against her head. After a few minutes of this, her ears perked and she seemed to snap back to her senses. 

“Oh…oh! Oh my gosh!” She looked down at her grumbling stomach, then quickly began to rush up the stairs, her horn glowing. 

“Sorry, Anon! Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry!” She slammed the door to the basement closed behind her. 

Meanwhile, outside of the library, Trixie trotted down the road. Her ears were flat against her head, and she had a scowl on her face. “Weird monkey ape thing… how did Anon manage to evade Trixie’s ever watchful eyes?!” She sat her rump on the ground, then stroked her chin with her hoof in thought. “Trixie will need to be thrice as intelligent as he… perhaps some sort of trap would work? Yes, that would work nicely!”

A loud crash from the library interrupted her train of thought. Trixie jumped in surprise before scrunching her muzzle up as she laid eyes on the home of her adversary. 

“This is Sparkle’s home. What in the name of Trixie is she doing in there?” Trixie followed the house around to the backside, where she found a lone window partly sunken into the ground. Trixie went prone and peered through it.

Twilight was standing beside one of the long metal tables that made up most of the room. Her ears were flat against her head as she stared at a very wet and very annoyed looking Anon. They were saying something to one another, but Trixie couldn’t quite make it out. However, Trixie had found her target. Now all she had to do was wait for the perfect opportunity…


~*~


Twilight’s big round eyes bore into Anon with their sorrow. Anon could not help but choke on the cuteness.

“Anon, I’m really sorry.” Twilight said for about the 50th time. “I don’t know what came over me, you drank the potion and, and…”

“And you decided to make me relive what I’ll most likely be going to therapy for for the next 20 years.” Anon finished with a frown as he poured another potion. “I get it. You ponies thrive off of my misery, it really isn’t that hard to understand.”

“But we don’t!” Twilight stressed as she watched Anon pour another mix. “That’s what I’ve been trying to prove to you, but then I did that and… I’m just really sorry.” 

“Repeating the same thing over and over isn’t going to make it have anymore impact.” Anon eyed the potion as its color changed from a deep red, this time to a light pink.

“What were the ingredients this time?” Twilight levitated a clipboard up and jotted a few notes down.

“Some of compound A, more of compound B.” Anon swirled the contents of the vial around a bit. “Well, let’s see if this one works.” 

“Compound B, compound B…” Twilight tapped her pencil against her chin. Suddenly, her ears perked. “Wait, compound B had poison joke—”

Suddenly, Anon vanished in a flash. Only for another flash to happen right inside Twilight’s mouth. Twilight’s panicked expression suddenly melted into a pleased expression. A very pleased expression. 

“Ohhh…” Twilight’s tail flicked slightly as she slowly lowered her haunches onto the ground. She rolled her head around as she savored what had just oh-so-wonderfully appeared in her mouth. 

Outside, Trixie pressed her face up against the window. Her eyebrow arched at Twilight’s expression and movement. “What is she doing?”

In Twilight’s mouth, Anon was pushed, pulled, yanked, and shoved about as Twilight’s tongue caressed him. He fruitlessly attempted to push it away or to try and kick at Twilight’s closed teeth, but nothing seemed to be getting through to her. “Twili— pfft! Bleah!” Anon choked as some of Twilight’s saliva got in his mouth. Then he was ever so slowly pushed towards the back of her mouth.

Twilight sent her head to face the ceiling, then gave a swallow. She raised her hoof to her throat, following the bulge that appeared in it all the way down. When it vanished into her belly, Twilight let out a happy, satisfied sigh. 

Trixie gasped as she watched. “Sparkle gets to eat him, but not me?!” Trixie fumed. “Unacceptable! Trixie will have her great and powerful noms…” Trixie hesitated. “...as soon as he gets out of Twilight.” Trixie pressed her face back to the glass. 

Twilight looked very content. She had a happy, smug expression on her face as she slowly licked her lips. After a moment though, her ears perked once more and her happy expression melted into a frown. “Oh… oh.” Twilight began charging up the stairs again. “I know you get tired of hearing me say this Anon, but I really am sorrrryyyy!”

Trixie watched them go, then took her chance to get a closer look. She pressed her hoof against the glass of the window, testing it to see if it would open. To her surprise, it opened with relative ease. Trixie quietly worked her way down onto the floor, then glanced about for a place to hide once Twilight returned. 

She found her place in one of the cabinets beneath a sink. Trixie squeezed herself inside as quickly as she could, then left the door open enough for her to peek out.

A few minutes later, Twilight came down the stairs again. She levitated a soaking wet Anon with her magic. She set him down on the tabletop, then looked back at him with a frown. “I really don’t know what to say.” Twilight covered her eyes with her hooves. “What’s wrong with me…” 

“Oh no, you don’t get to play the victim here.” Anon growled. “I’m the one who’s being subjected to this again, and again. in fact, why don’t you go back upstairs or something when I try this next potion out?” Anon pointed to the group of potions they’d made more of.

“Actually,” Twilight moved to the potions. She separated two of them from the group and pushed them towards Anon. “Here, I made these from other compounds besides the two ones you’ve used so far. If nothing else, they won’t produce the same results the last two have. I hope.” 

“You hope?” Anon frowned. 

“Well, there’s really no telling what they’ll do. But we’ll never know unless we try them out, right?” Twilight smiled.

Anon didn’t look amused. “You just want to eat me again, don’t you?”

Twilight sighed. “Okay, look.” She trotted towards a door set into the side of the staircase going back up to her home. “The area down here is more magic proof than upstairs. I’ll lock myself in this closet when you try your potions. Hopefully the effects won’t get to me behind a barrier, but if they do I won’t be able to get to you.” 

“A locked door between me and you? You in a dark, enclosed space while I’m free to do as I please?” Anon smiled. “I like it. Let’s do it.” 

Twilight rolled her eyes but stepped into the small closet space shortly after. “Oh, and whatever you do, don’t mix the—” Twilight didn’t get to finish her sentence as Anon slammed the door closed. 

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, sciency mumbo jumbo.” Anon climbed back up onto the table, picking up the first of two potions. “Well, time to see what this one does I suppose.” he raised the potion to his lips and took a drink. 

...or at least he would have, if a large blue mare hadn’t suddenly popped up behind him.

“Trixie has you now!” Trixie grinned like a maniac.

“Wah!” Anon lost his grip on the potion as he jumped. It sailed through the air, and landed with its open end straight in Trixie’s mouth.

Trixie’s eyes widened as she subconsciously swallowed the potion. She pulled the flask out, then smacked her lips. “Hm. Tangy.” 

Her body suddenly froze. Trixie’s body began to shake as her mouth fell open. 

Anon leaped behind a series of test tubes as he watched Trixie shake and shudder. 

Trixie grabbed at her stomach. “What...what is happening to Trixie— blaaaaaargh!” Suddenly a torrent of flames erupted from Trixie’s mouth with a sound akin to a jet engine. Trixie was launched from the floor and into the air. She sailed through the open window, and back outside. 

Anon looked from the window, back to the empty flask he held in his hands, then back to the open window. 

“What was that?” Twilight’s voice called from the closet.

Anon debated telling her, but instead he simply shrugged and dropped the empty flask on the ground. “Nothing.”

Trixie sailed through the air for quite a while, propelled by the force of her engine-mouth before finally the flames sputtered and died. She fell to the ground, bouncing along the dirt road for a bit before finally rolling to a stop. She sat up, her eyes wide as she stared in the direction she just came from. 

“Trixie… Trixie needs a glass of water.” Trixie stood to her hooves and turned. She turned to look at a rather large group of ponies who were staring straight at her. Very large. In fact, much larger than they should have been.

Trixie’s eyes widened, and she gazed around. She suddenly noticed how massive in size everything seemed to be, and at a second glance from the direction she came from, she realized she’d only been blown a few feet from Twilight’s house.

“There’s another one!” One of the ponies shouted. 

“Another Anon?!” One called.

“Another tiny, tasty treat!” Another shouted. 

Trixie slowly stepped backwards, then turned and ran. “Trixie will have her vengeaaaaance!” She shouted as she ran from the group of ponies who began giving chase. 

Back inside of Twilight’s treehouse, Anon grabbed the last potion. He sighed. “Hopefully, this is it.” He pressed the flask to his lips, then drank the contents. He sighed, pushing the flask aside as he waited.

He didn’t hear anything from Twilight, and he didn’t suddenly seem to get teleported into another pony’s mouth. There was only one way to test it to see if it really worked.

He jumped down from the table, then began to make his way towards the door he’d locked Twilight behind. “Hey Twilight,” Anon began. he suddenly jumped back as he heard a loud crash. “Twilight?” Anon approached the door.

Suddenly, a large, glowing purple axe smashed through the door, leaving a hole. Anon jumped back, watching in horror as Twilight’s face appeared behind the hole. “Heeeeeere’s Twily!” She said with the tiniest hint of crazy in her voice. Shortly after, the entire door gave way, leaving no barriers between Twilight and her prize.

Twilight leapt forward, salivating.

Anon sighed. “You know what?”

Twilight was nearly upon him now, mouth wide open. 

“I’ve decided that I really hate science.”

gulp


 





> Little Shop of Flowers
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

“No! I won't do it! I simply refuse!”

“Come on Rarity, you have to. Anon really needs to get out outside. He's been cooped up in the boutique for days now.”

“But why me?” Rarity whined.

“Anon is feeling really insecure right now and he really needs to be with somepony who won't see him as just some tasty morsel.”

“I don't know Twilight... He has been looking a bit scrumptious today...”

Twilight narrowed her eyes. She wasn't fooling anypony. “Rarity...”

“Please Twilight! Can't somepony else do it? What about Rainbow Dash? Pinkie Pie?”

“Not after what happened last time.”

“What about Applejack?”

“Applejack's got chores. She's not available today.”

“And Fluttershy? Surely she could do it.”

“Fluttershy already has her hooves full watching all her animals. She simply doesn't have the time. Please Rarity, you have to do more than just babysit him here.”

“What about you? Can't you do it?”

Twilight sighed and called out. “Anon! Do you want to come and join me outside today?”

“Piss off!”

“See?”

“I see your point.” Rarity took a moment to think and then sighed. “Alright Twilight... I'll do it. Oh Anon dear~! Would you like to join me outside today?”

“No!”

“That a shame!” Rarity winked at Twilight. “I guess I'll just have to go alone and leave you here with Opal! You two play nice!”

“Wait!” Anon let out a loud sigh. “When do we leave?” Twilight and Rarity snickered.


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It was a bright and sunny day. The town was teeming with activity as ponies went about their daily shopping. For Rarity, this one of her favorite highlights of the day. There was always something new and exquisite to find at the marketplace.

Of course, this day would've been better if she didn't happen to drag a little sourpuss along for the ride. Opal made better company than this one.

“What was I thinking?” Anon asked himself as he peered out of the saddlebag. “This was a bad idea.”

“Nonsense Anon.” said Rarity as she looked over a spread of tasty cinnamon rolls a stallion behind the counter had freshly baked. “It's too much of a glorious day to just be inside. You were in need of some fresh air. I'll take these good Sir.”

“I prefer being inside. Inside is safer.”

“Darling, you really need to relax.”

“Relax? Relax? How can I relax when the whole fucking town wants to get me?”

“Mind your tongue!” Rarity shot him an angry glare. “We are in public! And honestly, I believe you're just being paranoid. Nopony in town is out to get you.” She then put up her smile and turned to the sales pony. “Now then good Sir, how much?”

“Three Bits and one Anon.”

Rarity reached inside her saddlebag and placed the three Bits on the counter, minus one Anon. “Here you go darling. Have a nice day.”

As they left, the sales pony looked down solemnly at the Bits and sighed.

Rarity laughed. “Three Bits and one Anon? Simply a riot that one.”

“See? I told you!”

“Utter nonsense dear! He heard us and was obviously joking.”

Anon hung his head low and sighed. “My life is a joke.”

“Anon darling, lighten up. Wave that dark and gloomy cloud above your head away and try lightening up. You have nothing to feel down about.”

“That's easy for you to say. You don't know what it's like being hounded by f-”

“Ahem!”

Anon sighed in annoyance and continued. “...ponies that just wants to savor you like some tasty little lollipop and then eat you.”

“My my, your life must be SO horrible!” Rarity teased, still convinced that he was overreacting. “You really believe that to be on the minds of everypony in Ponyville? That's silly.”

Anon glanced behind them. “Then what do you call that?!”

Rarity turned around and noticed with surprise a group of ponies trailing right them. Once the ponies realized they had been spotted, they scattered while others stood nervously by, whistling nonchalant or looking at their hooves.

“So? I'm voted the most beautiful and glamorous pony in all of Ponyville. Spikey Wikey tells me so.” she smiled. “Just curious ponies wanting to know my little secret.”

“I think the 'secret' they’re after is the one you're talking to...” Anon replied with a hint of sarcasm. He then noticed a pony couple looking curiously at him, being a bit too close for comfort as their muzzles were just inches from his face. “Piss off!”

The startled couple backed away at his angry outburst, forced to stand by and watch as Rarity trotted away with Ponyville's most delicious treat in her bag.

“Such language! That Anon is frightfully rude...” grumbled the mare.

“Yeah...” replied the stallion, before sighing with a weak smile. “...But surprisingly tempting.”

“Yeah...” the mare smiled, licking and wiping some drool from her lips.

“I really don't like being out here Rarity! Can't we just go back to the boutique?”

“Nonsense dear. We have lots of places to go and we've only been out five minutes.”

Five minutes was more than enough for Anon. He knew that the moment he let his guard down, some pony would seize the moment and he would find himself spending the entire day in some stomach.

He had to ditch this bitch…

“Ah! Here we are!” Rarity said. Anon looked and saw that they had arrived at a flower shop. They arrived just as an earth-pony with a vanilla coat and scarlet mane exited the shop. 

“Good day Rose.”

“Good day Miss Rarity.” replied Rose as she passed them with a saddlebag of neatly wrapped bouquets. As Rose left, Rarity and Anon ventured inside the shop.

“We'll just be a moment.”


-----



An hour later...



-----


'Somebody kill me...' Anon lamented, overcome with overwhelming boredom as Rarity had spent a whole hour looking at all the flowers. She was accompanied by one of the shop owners. A pink earth-pony named Lily with yellow hair and a small lily in her hair.

On the other side of the store, serving a stallion by the counter, was another earth-pony with a darker shade of pink and green hair, going by the name of Daisy. She wrapped up a lovely bouquet and handed it to the stallion.

The grateful stallion then proceeded to nom down on the bouquet, one flower at a time, much to the annoyance of Daisy.

“I'll take this one. This one. Annnnd... that one.”

“All good choices Miss Rarity.”

“Thank you Miss Lily. These will look simply divine in my boutique!”

It was at that moment Anon finally decided it was time to make his move.

They weren't too far away from Carrousel Boutique. Anon figured that once Rarity had left the store, all the curious, hungry ponies waiting outside would follow her, thinking he was still in the bag. This would minimize the risk of him accidentally bumping into any pony who wouldn't mind eating him right on the spot.

He slowly and quietly crawled out of the saddlebag, dropped down to the floor and hid behind the nearest flower pot as Rarity finished her purchase.

“Thank you so much. Have a nice day you three and keep up the good work.”

“Of course Miss Rarity. We will.” Lily smiled.

“Then I bid you all 'adieu'.”

As Rarity opened the door, she didn't notice the ponies waiting outside quickly scatter at the first sight of her.

“Come along Anon. Next stop... The horse-shoe store.” She didn't hear any reply. She then figured he had tired himself out with all the worrying and decided no to bother him. It made the day more peaceful anyway.

As Rarity gracefully pranced down the street humming to herself, the ponies came out of hiding and followed her while still maintaining a certain distance.

With Rarity finally gone, Anon saw his chance to leave. He stepped out from behind the flower pot and hurried to the front door. Just then, he noticed a shadow and felt a light breeze on his back.

“Iiiih!!! a rat!!” Daisy screamed, standing on her hind legs with a broom held high and ready to strike Anon.

“Aw, fuck me!” Anon exclaimed, jumping out of the way just as the broom came down, missing him by just inches.

“Dasiy?” Lily called out before charging in from the other room. “What's going on?!”

“A rat!” Daisy screamed while blindly taking swipes at Anon. “There's a rat in here!”

“What?” Lily frantically looked around and made a grab for the nearest empty flower pot.
Anon ran desperately between Daisy's legs, trying not to be accidentally stepped on as he evaded the broom. Before he could make a break for the front door, he suddenly found himself trapped inside a flower pot.

“Gotcha!” yelled Lily.

“Hey! Let me out of here!”

“It can talk?!” Lily gently scooped Anon inside the pot. She carried him over to the counter and curiously peered down at him. She was soon joined by Daisy, still shaking with her broom at the ready.

“Bleh! That is one ugly looking rat.” Daisy grimaced.

“Hey fuck you! I'm not a rat! And you're not much of a looker yourself!”

“H-How dare you!!” Angrily raising her broom, Daisy suddenly dropped it in surprise. “It... It talks?!?”

Lily got a closer look at Anon. “Wait a minute...It's you isn't it? You're that little human! Anon was it?”

“That's Anon?!” asked Daisy confused.

“That's right bitch! Now quit gawking at me and let me the hell out of here!”

The two horrified mares fainted. “Such horrid language!” Lily exclaimed on the floor beside Daisy.

“I've never heard anything so vile and uncouth in my life!” Daisy wailed. “You beast!”

'Great... Another pair of drama queens... Give me a fucking break!' Anon muttered under his breath while painfully rubbing his forehead. He was trapped by a pair of 'Raritys'.

They soon got over the drama and got back up. “What are you doing in our flower shop?”

“That's none of your business! I was about to leave anyway, so would you please get me the fuck out of here?”

“Just throw him out Lily.” said Daisy annoyed. “I got more flowers to tend to and I would really like to clean that pot before I use it.”

“For a pony calling herself 'Daisy', you smell like manure!”

“That's it! He may not be a rat, but he's going in the trash! Along with that mouth of his!”

“Hold your horses Daisy!” exclaimed Lily. “Let's not be too hasty!”

“What are you talking about?”

“Don't you realize who we got here? This is Anon!”

“So?”

Anon suddenly got a bad feeling and didn't like where this conversation was going.

“You know what ponies say about him, don't you?”

“What are you- Wait... Are saying that we should..?”

“What? No! Not like that. Just taste him.”

“Taste him?!”

“Taste me??!”

“Why not? Tell you the truth, I'm actually kinda curious.”

“Ew... Lily! But he's so gross! Not to mention foul.”

“Come on Daisy. One lick. It will only take a second.”

“I'm am not licking that... that thing!” Daisy gave Anon a hard disgusted stare. Anon glared back and flipped her off. “See that? I don't even know what that means!”

“Come on Daisy! Let's do it! Right here!”

“Here? But we're still open for business. What if somepony shows up?”

Outside, a mare was about to enter the flower shop, until the door suddenly closed on her. It then opened slightly and a 'Out to Lunch' sign was plastered up on the door. She read it and frowned before turning back.

“That can't be good for business Lily...”

“What do you say Anon?” Lily asked peering into the flower pot. “Mind if we lick you? It will only take a second.”

“Let me spell it out for you, in case you didn’t hear me the first time.” Anon calmly cleared his throat. “No. Fucking. Chance. In. Hell!”

“Please? If you let us, we promise we'll let you go.”

“Why do I have such a hard time believing you? I'm not letting you lick me!”

“He doesn't want us to do it, Lily.”

“Since when do we need his permission? It's not like he can stop us. I promise it will only just take a second.” Lily lifted the pot and emptied Anon out into her hooves, holding him firmly. Anon struggled as hard as he could, but could not break out of her hold.

“Let go! Let go of me!”

They then sat down in a corner opposite of one another. “We'll lick him at the same time. Are you ready?” asked Lily, with a small hint of excitement in her voice.

“Shouldn't we wait for Rose?”

“She's still out on delivery. We don't know when she'll be back. Besides, I'm way too curious to wait for her. We're doing this now.”

“I don't know about this...”

“From what I've heard, little Anon here is simply amazing! I heard he said he was as soothing as a Midnight flower.” Lily licked her lips.

“Uh... No I didn't!” Anon lied nervously. “Trust me! Whatever you've heard, it's a lie! I taste simply awful!”

“You know what Lily..? I think I'll pass.” said Daisy. “Besides, I don't really like him.”

“You won't know what you'll be missing out on.”

“I don't know...”

“Are you scared?”

Daisy cheeks turned red. “What? Scared? Me?”

“Admit it. You're scared.” Lily teased.

“Am not scared! Why would I be scared of him?”

“Then let's do it!” Lily held Anon in front of her. “It'll be just like that time we licked that frog when we were fillies.”


-----



-Flashback-


Three little fillies sat around a green frog. All three stared at it for it a while and then curiously stuck out their tongues.
Then all three fainted, leaving the frog to jump away.
“Ribitt!”


-----


“I don't really know about this Lily...”

“Come on~!” Lily playfully teased her with Anon, wiggling him back and forth.

“Stop that!” yelled Anon.

Daisy felt conflicted. She didn't like Anon. Or rather, she didn't like his personality. As for the stories about how delicious he was? Daisy couldn't deny that they made her curious. But was she really curious enough to do this?

Daisy looked nervously down at Anon and gulped before finally placing her shaking hooves right on top of Lily's.

“Ready?” asked Lily. Daisy held her breath and nodded. “Alright! On three! One...”

“I fucking swear! You lick me and you'll both be in trouble! I'm dead serious here! Big trouble!”

“Two...”

“I may be small but when you back me into a corner I’m like a wild fucking animal! I swear to whatever god rules this shitty place, I will end you! Both of you!”

“Three!”

With no chance of preventing this, Anon closed his eyes and braced himself.

Both ponies immediately stuck out their tongues and licked Anon. Anon cringed as he felt both tongues press against him from each side of his body, savoring him. His whole upper body and face was covered in saliva.

Once done, both ponies pulled away their tongues, leaving a thin strain of drool trailing back to a very uncomfortable human. They smacked their lips as they sampled the taste. At that very moment, their eyes widened and a sudden shiver rushed down their spines as the flavor exploded in their mouths.

“Sweet Celestia...” muttered Daisy in ecstasy.

Lily was overwhelmed. “I... I've never tasted anything like this before. It's... It's simply incredible!” She brought Anon close to her face. He cringed as he saw the crazy look in her eyes. “I... I must have more! Must feed!” Not wanting to waste one more second, Lily closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide to nom him.

“Oh shit!”

But then Lily felt something pry Anon out of her hooves, causing her to chomp down on nothing but air.

“Glomf!”

She opened her eyes and discovered that Daisy had snatched Anon out of her hooves and had already shoved him in her mouth. Daisy, with her eyes half closed and sporting puffy cheeks, moaned blissfully as she savored him.

Inside Daisy's mouth, things didn't fare to well with poor Anon. He was being moved and shifted about by Daisy's tongue. He felt as it tasted and touched every part of him. He let out a stream of half-drowned profanity and rage that was barely heard by any of the mares.

“Hey! Give him back!” Lily yelled. Daisy just smiled and shook her head. Lily then tackled Daisy to the floor. She grabbed her from behind, locking her hind legs around Daisy's and wrapping her hooves tight around her throat and torso.

“He's mine! Spit him out! Spit him out right now!”

Daisy didn't answer. Instead she swallowed Anon.

“Gulp!”

Lily gasped as she felt a bulge going down Daisy's throat. “Oh no you don't!!!” She tightened her hold around Daisy's throat with both hooves, halting Anon's decent. Daisy now coughed and suddenly began to choke as Anon got lodged in her throat.

As Daisy slowly turned blue and gasped for air, Lily quickly wrapped her hooves tight around her stomach, thrusting repeatedly to force Anon out.

“Cough him up Daisy! Come on! Cough him up! He's mine!!”

“Hi girls!” Unbeknownst to both of them at that moment, a vanilla colored earth-pony with a scarlet mane suddenly came into the shop. It was Roseluck.

“I've finished with my delivery and- What in the name of Equestria is going on here?!?”

“Ack! Cough!!”

With one great thrust by Lily, Anon was finally forced out of Daisy's throat and out her mouth. Only to fly straight into the half-open mouth of Rose.

“Glomf!”

“ROSE!?” Lily exclaimed as they saw a rather shocked expression on her friend's face as she stood there with Anon's legs sticking out of her mouth, kicking wildly while muffling yells could be heard.

Rose was utterly horrified. It looked like she was about to faint until her eyes suddenly widened and she too started to feel the uncontrollable, yet delightful, shiver. She then became more relaxed as she started nomming on Anon, savoring his delicious flavor as it sent her emotions into a state of unimaginable bliss. “Mmm...” she moaned.

“Rose!” Lily promptly let go of a rather relieved and breathing Daisy and quickly cantered over to Rose.

Snapping out of her trance, Rose noticed Lily approaching her. With a feeling of sudden unease, Rose slowly backed away from Lily.

“Rose... Listen to me very carefully... Spit him out and back away slowly...”

Instead of complying, Rose instead slurped all of Anon inside her mouth and turned around to exit the door.

“Rose!? Stop!”

Lily immediately tackled Rose. She pulled her away from the door and pinned her face down to the floor.

“Spit him out, Rose! He's mine!”

Unable to swallow Anon, Rose instead clenched her jaw shut and refused to comply.

“Rose! I said- Oof!”

At that moment, a recovered Daisy suddenly jumped in and landed on top of them both. The force of two grown ponies on her back was enough to force the air right out of Rose, along with Anon.

Anon shot out of Rose's mouth and slid across the floor away from them before finally skidding to a complete stop. Dizzy and covered all over in saliva, Anon slowly stirred back to life and sat up, all the while trying to stop the world from spinning.

“Fuck me...”

Spotting Anon first, Lily saw her chance and quickly knocked her friends off balance before they had a chance to properly get up. Her eyes firmly fixed on Anon, she galloped towards him with her mouth wide open.

“What the hell is my life-?”

“Nom!”

Anon didn't get to finish that sentence as Lily quickly snatched him up like some hungry Manticore. She tossed him in the air, landing him promptly back in her mouth. She tilted her head high and swallowed him down in one big gulp.

“Gulp!”

Lily's hooves trembled as Anon slid down her throat and disappeared into her chest. Her belly then let out a pleasant growl. “I did it...” she panted. “I actually did it! I- Oof!”

Too caught up in her triumphant moment, Lily was quickly tackled from behind by Rose and Dasiy. All three wrestled violently around on the floor before Lily was finally pinned down by her two best friends.

“Stop it!”

“Give him back Lily! He's mine!” yelled Daisy.

“No! I want him! He's mine!” said Rose.

“Let me go!”

Daisy narrowed her eyes. “Hold her down!”

They forced Lily on her back, Rose firmly holding down her front legs while Daisy held down her hind legs. Daisy then suddenly jumped into the air, curled herself up into a cannonball and landed hard on Lily's stomach.

The sudden weight and pressure blasted the wind out of Lily like a bagpipe. It also blasted Anon out of her stomach, skyrocketed him out her mouth and into the air.

Anon had no idea what was going on, but he was overjoyed to finally be back out in the light. Looking up, he soon saw that he was headed towards a flower-shaped chandelier hanging from the roof and decorating the flower shop. He managed to grab on and quickly climbed up on it.

Below him, Daisy and Rose desperately tried to reach Anon by jumping up as high as they could. Lily still lay on the floor, winded and in pain.

“Ha!” Anon laughed from his safe spot. “Try and get me now you crazy ass bitches!” Anon probably should've waited a bit before celebrating. Both flower ponies quickly made a grab for the nearest chairs in the room and climbed them, each a fair distance away from the other. Even when standing on their hind legs, they still weren't able to reach him.

Rose and Daisy glanced down at their respective chairs and then stared at the one used by the other. They knew one more chair would get them high enough to reach Anon and only one of them would be forced to give it up.

While the two ponies wrestled and fought over the chairs, Lily had by that time finally recovered and noticed quickly what was going on. She saw Anon in the chandelier and then noticed the chairs. She grinned.

Meanwhile, Daisy was busy pinning Rose down until she glanced back in time to see Lily as she finished stacking the chairs. Daisy quickly released Rose and charged towards Lily, tackling her just as she was about to climb. Rose then saw her chance and hurried up the chairs while the others struggled.

“Got you!” Rose grinned with a drooling smile.

“Stay back!” yelled Anon, trying to distance himself from Rose by being on the other side of the chandelier. Rose grabbed on to the chandelier with one hoof and reached for him with the other. “Don't come any closer! I mean it! I'll jump-Wait! I mean... Oh crap...”

With nowhere to go, Anon held on and watched helplessly as her hoof got closer.
Down below, Lily and Daisy had during their struggle finally noticed Rose as she was making a grab for Anon. Attempting to stop her, they both charged the make-shift chair ladder, sending it toppling over with Rose still on it.

Trying to prevent herself from falling, Rose clung to the chandelier, but the sudden weight tore it clean off from the ceiling. Anon, in that one split second, managed to grab onto one of the few wires that still hung from the ceiling.

Rose wasn't so lucky as she tried to hinder her fall by jumping on the nearest flower-filled shelf, only to have it collapse by her weight and sending her crashing down with all manner of flowers and bouquets raining down on her.

As the dust settled, Rose was lying splashed out on the floor momentarily unconscious.
With Rose down for the count, Lily and Daisy quickly drew their attention back to Anon as he struggled to hang on to the wire. Unfortunately for Anon, he was hanging by the end of it and didn't have the strength to pull himself up.

He felt himself slipping and cringed with horror at the thought of what was below him. While the fall itself didn't scare him, the two gaping maws from two crazy flower ponies below him sure did.

“I got him! I got him!” yelled Daisy, standing on her hind legs and gaping wide with an outstretched tongue as Anon's grip was beginning to loosen. She was quickly flanked aside by Lily.

“No! I've got him!” Lily took Daisy's spot, reared up on her hind legs and opened her mouth. At that very moment, Anon finally lost his grip and fell into the waiting mouth below.

“Glomf!”

Before she could swallow him again however, Lily was immediately tackled by Dasiy, who rammed her head-first in the gut, knocking the air out of her along with Anon, sending him flying in the direction of a newly recovered Rose.

Supporting herself up by her elbows, Rose shook her head, glanced up and, much to her pleasant surprise, noticed Anon flying straight towards her.

Rose didn't move. Instead she gleefully opened her mouth as wide as she could and rolled out her tongue like a red 'Welcome-mat', waiting for Anon to drop in.

Upon seeing where he was headed, Anon frantically flailed his arms trying to grab anything that would stop his decent or change is trajectory. But alas, it was to no avail as Anon sailed inside Rose's grinning mouth.

The moment he hit the back of her throat, Rose quickly closed her mouth and lay back down on the floor. With one satisfying gulp, she swallowed Anon. A bulge traveled down her throat and her belly gave off a faint growl as he was emptied inside.

“Aah~!”

Lying flat on her back with all her limbs lazily spread out, Rose relaxed as she felt the faint movements of Anon struggling inside her tummy. She licked her lips and beamed proudly with the feeling of accomplishment.

She smiled even greater as the movement of Anon inside her tickled her, causing her belly to growl and purring like a Manticore cub. The feeling was simply indescribable. She hoped nothing would ruin this wonderful moment.

That hope quickly faded as she heard the sound of hooves hitting the floor. She lifted her head and saw Daisy and Lily cantering straight towards her. Knowing she could not get away, she clenched her mouth shut and braced herself for the inevitable, only to hear them pass right by her.

Confused, Rose turned her head and saw them digging and searching through the pile of ruined flowers and bouquets that she had caused during her fall.

“Where is he?! Where is he?!”

“He has to be in here!”

Rose slowly got back up and couldn't believe her amazing luck. They didn't know she had eaten Anon and believed him to be somewhere in that pile of flowers. Rose was relieved, but she wasn't safe just yet. She knew that at any moment they would realize he wasn't there and suspect her. She had to get out of the flower shop.

“I think it's time for us to leave Anon...” Rose quietly whispered to her belly. She slowly backed away, not taking her eyes off her friends for a second as she attempted to find the front door. It didn't take long for her to bump into it with her flank.

“That's right girls... Keep looking...” Rose whispered as she blindly searched for the door knob. “...I'll just be off and find a nice, quiet little spot for me and Anon to be alone.” She smiled while gently patting her belly. Her stomach made a low growling sound.

“Shush... Quiet Anon... Now if I could just find the-” She finally felt the familiar shape of the knob on her hoof. She quietly turned it and opened the door. With her friends still busy searching, Rose breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave. “Now we'll go where nopony can bother us... Just you and me and- BURP!!”

Rose's eyes widened as she stopped and held her hoof to her mouth. Sweat ran down her forehead as everything around her turned deathly quiet. Slowly turning around, she nervously saw the surprised looks on her friends' faces as they both gawked at her in utter disbelief. The jig was up.

“Rose?”

With that, Rose bolted out the door and galloped away as fast as she could.

“Rose has Anon!”

“After her!”

Rose galloped for her dear life, with her friends following close behind her. She had to lose them or she would lose Anon.

Inside Rose's stomach, Anon had a rough time keeping still as Rose's running moved and tossed him around his fleshy prison. “Can't... Must get out... Getting sick... The horror... The HORROR!”

Rose galloped down the street with her friends still in hot pursuit.

“Somepony stop her!”

“You won't get away!”

Their eyes filled with determination, Lily and Daisy steadily began to gain up on Rose. The moment they were in reaching distance, they jumped Rose from behind. Their tackle sent them tumbling and rolling down the street like a runaway wheel.

“Iiiih!”

“Watch out!”

Ahead of them, a group of stallions were busy loading a wagon with barrels, by pushing them up a ramp one barrel at a time. Everything went along smoothly, when all of a sudden their ears twitched as they all heard the sound of three mares shouting and saw a wheel made up three ponies rolling uncontrollably towards them.

“Out of the way!”

“Look out!”

Ponies all around took cover or jumped aside to avoid getting run over. Several of the stallions fled the scene, leaving one behind to hold on to one barrel still on the ramp.

The flower ponies collided with the barrels on the ground. Rose and Lily landed amongst several tipped over barrels, while Daisy became airborne and collided with the stallion on the top ramp, knocking him aside. With his support gone, the barrel he held suddenly turned the other way and started bouncing down the ramp.

Aching all over, Rose and Lily were slowly starting to get back up, just to see the barrel coming down towards them.

“Rose! Look out!!”

Lily jumped aside, but Rose, lying flat on her back, didn't get away in time. She watched with horror as the barrel bounced off the bottom of the ramp and flew in her direction.

“No!!! The horror!! The ho- Gack!”

It landed hard on her stomach, forcing down such immense pressure that it not only forced Anon out her stomach, but literally sent him flying through the air back to where they came.

“Anon!!” Lily yelled.

“Oh no!” Daisy cried.

“...The horror...” Rose whimpered painfully.


-----


“I simply don't know Twilight!” said Rarity as she and Twilight searched the market for Anon.

After leaving the flower shop, Rarity had been all over the marketplace, looking and buying whatever that caught her eye. After visiting one of the many shops however, she accidentally forgot her saddlebag. By the time she came back for it, ponies were already searching it, trying to find Anon.

“And nopony had seen him?” asked Twilight.

“None! And Celestia knows I interrogated them thoroughly. None of them had seen Anon. Or... the pony that ate him...” She grimaced at the thought. “That's why I came to find you. I simply don't know what to do.”

“We just have to retrace your steps. Do you remember the shops and stands you visited today?”

“Of course Twilight. I always keep a list.” She pulled out a long list of names of the places she was going to visit. Much to Twilight's chagrin, it was a practically a mile long list!

“This will take forever!” Twilight groaned. “This is hopeless. He could've been left at any of these places! He could be anywhere!” She then spotted Pinkie Pie munching on a cinnamon roll across walking by. “...Or in any pony...” she shivered.

“I know it looks bad Twilight, but we mustn't give up!” said Rarity. “We'll find Anon even if we have to give everypony in town a Laxative!”

“Thank you Rarity, but I don't think we need to-”

At that moment, Pinkie Pie's tail began to twitch. “Uh oh! Incoming!”

Everypony, including Pinkie, immediately took cover. Except for Rarity and Twilight. “What? Where-?”

“GYAAA!!!”

Just then, something wet and alive landed right on Twilight's muzzle. Narrowing her eyes at the creature, she saw to her utter surprise that it was Anon, all covered in saliva and spit.

“Anon!?! Thank Celestia! I thought we had lost you!”

“Twilight..?” Groggy and mentally exhausted, Anon quickly realized he had landed on the snout of his least favorite pony.

“Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

“Twilight?”

“Yes?”

“I hate ponies!” he growled. “I hate every last fucking one of you!”

Twilight sighed with relief. “You're okay.”

“My word Anon! You look simply dreadful! Just look at your hair! And your clothes!!”

“What happened? Where have you been?”

“I don't wanna talk about it, okay?” replied Anon weakly. “Just take me home...”

Twilight and Rarity shared a look of confusion but did as he requested. Anon had already been through enough for today.

As they traveled back to Carousel Boutique, they barely registered the arrival of three familiar flower ponies, frantically searching the street high and low for something.

“He's not here either!”

“He's gone?!!”

“NO!”  

All three of them suddenly keeled over and fainted. Lying on the ground, moaning and lamenting, they drew in a lot of attention from confused bypassers.

“This is AWFUL!!”

“Oh The horror! The horror!!”

> Catastrophe and a Devious Little Marshmallow
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

About a week had passed since Anon went out of Rarity’s house. He never asked for any of this, and nor is he enjoying this, not one bit. As much as Rarity asked him politely to join her, whether it be another one of her shopping sprees or some sort of business, he kindly replied with a ‘fuck off’, as waiting for long periods of time with hungry eyed horses wasn’t going to make him comfortable. He was a bit happy that she complied, but, since some deity has to laugh at his pain, he had to endure Rarity’s sister, Sweetie Belle.

The filly wasn’t too bad, much better than the ponies that were literally waiting by the door to get a taste of him, she still got on his nerves. For starters, since she was a little girl, she always wanted him to join her and her friends to find their cutie marks. He declined, not wanting to meet more ponies and wind up in their gut again. It was usually followed by her wanting to play a game with him, more specifically, Cat and Mouse.

“Unless I can whack you in the head with a frying pan, hell no!”

“What does that even mean?” She asked. “Is it like Tartarus?”

“Yeah, sure, whatever.”

“But come on! Please!”

“No.”

“Pleeease!!!” Her eyes grew big as she stuck her lower lip out..

“No.”

“PWEEEASE!!!” She fluttered her eyes while making the most ridiculous sad face she could muster.

“... No. I’ve already been chased around, and I don’t want to experience that again. Now, leave me alone!”

“... Ooh! How about you join my dolls! I’m certain that-”

“Oh fuck that! I am NOT going to do any of that girly shit with you! Unless you got Transformers, G.I.Joe, or Videogames, then you’re shit out of luck there, Missy!” He marched away and laid on his bed. Sweetie Belle just stared, a shocked expression on her face.

“... O-oh yeah! W-well I can have a LOT more fun than you! You… you… Jerk!” She stomped away and kicked the door open.. However, she didn’t close it, and instead stomped away while mumbling to herself. Much to Anon’s luck, he never had to meet the family cat, Opalescence… until now. A snow white cat wearing a purple ribbon and collar snuck into the room. The cat didn’t seem to care on what was happening to her owner’s sister, only now that the closed bedroom was open, and the bed was all hers. Opal jumped onto the bed, purring away as it made its spot, but stopped as it saw a weird, small creature laying down nearby.

“... Meow.” Opal kept low, her tail swishing to and fro as she eyed the small creature and slowly approached it.

Anon laid in his bed, unaware of a cat walking to him. ‘Fucking ponies. I swear, if I’m going to be eaten, I’m going to-’

“Mreow…” A warning meow interrupted him. He froze as his eyes widened.

“... Oh crap.” He slowly turned around to see the giant cat looking at him with a snarl. Anon slowly got off his bed and backed up. “Uh… easy, kitty… good kitty…”

Unaware to him, Opal gave him a curious look. From his size, shape, and with the help of hunger induced imagination, Anon turned into a mouse. Opal gave a sly grin as she licked her lips, then crouched low and readied her claws.

“...Fuck.”

“MEOW!!!” Opal pounced at him. Anon quickly ducked and ran off of the shelf, then rolled onto the floor. The cat hit the wall face first, dazed, but shook its head, and pounced at him again. He quickly ran under the bed, narrowly avoiding the cat’s claws.

“NO! BAD!!! BAD KITTY!!!”

“REOW!!!” The cat backed up and ran to him, sliding underneath the bed, Anon ran away quickly, panting and sweating away.

“First ponies, now cats!? What’s next!? DOGS!?” He looked behind to see Opal catching up to him. He let out a girly scream as he made himself run faster… only to fall down and roll down the steps while swearing loudly. “SHIT! BITCH! FUCK! CRAP!”

Sweetie Belle decided to help herself to some of Rarity’s favorite Ice cream; Vanilla Oat Swirl. While it was for emergencies, mostly for ‘Rarity-feeling-miserable’ emergencies, the filly felt horrible herself, all thanks to Anon being quite the jerk he was. Sure, he may have had a reason, but it was no excuse to let it all out on a filly, much less, one who’s still looking for their cutie mark. Her bad mood was temporarily forgotten as her ears swiveled, and she heard Opal’s meowing, followed by Anon screaming.

“Anon?” She turned and walked to the stairs. 

“SHIIIIT!!!” Anon screamed, he fell but thankfully fell onto her soft mane. While he was glad to be alive, he screamed as he saw Opal falling down. “LOOK OUT!!!”

Sweetie Belle screamed, quickly running away from her sister’s pet cat, who chased after her for the tiny human. With some quick thinking, Sweetie Belle picked Anon out of her mane and ‘threw him’ out of a window. Truth be told, she just held onto Anon, making him feel stick to the stomach after that throw, but it tricked the cat, who ran out… followed by some other ponies that had been crouched near the window. She quickly closed it before looking at the tiny man.

“Are you alright?” She asked. 

“Ugh… never do that again.” He shook himself. “But… thanks… I guess.”

“Ooh! Can we do something together now?”

“... eh hehehe! No.”

“No? But I just saved you!”

“Yes, but it's your own god damn fault that the cat got in! Now take me back upstairs so that I can sleep the rest of my days away until I can get back to my home!” Sweetie Belle stared at him, her face twisted into a frown.

“... No!”

“No? Missy, I said-!”

“You've been nothing but a jerk, Anon! Now, it's time that we have some fun.”

“God dammit! I said-” Her horn lit up with a green aura, and Anon flew into the air with a similar aura surrounding him. The filly had a sly grin across her face.

“Hm… I wonder if you'll taste great with some ice cream.” It was at that moment that Anon knew, he fucked up.

“Oh hell no! I'm not gonna get eaten by some kid!!!” He began to struggle, but to no success. Sweetie Belle lifted a ball of ice cream and stabbed Anon into it, leaving only his feet exposed. The cold was immediate, Making Anon shiver, though he tried to get out. “G-g-gotta g-get aw-w-way!”

Before Sweetie belle could get a taste of Anon’s exposed feet, the door slammed open. The filly squeaked in shock, dropping the Anon-filled Ice cream back into the tub from whence it came. Rarity ran in, bawling loudly with a trail of tears following her. Sweetie sighed to herself, then decided she had best see to the needs of her sister before indulging on Anon. She watched as her sister brought in her sofa for these occasions, flopping onto it and crying to herself.

“WHHHHY!?!?!?” Rarity cried. “WHY ME-E-E!?”

“What happened, Rarity?” Sweetie Belle asked, trying to hide the slight tone of sarcasm that was usually reserved for these situations in her voice. It’s not that she didn’t care, but Rarity tended to overreact a lot. “Did you lose something again?”

“NO!!! It's far worse!” Sweetie rolled her eyes.

“A customer dissatisfied with your dresses?”

“NO!!! It's even worse!!!” Sweetie rubbed her chin.

“Get turned down by someone you like?” This got Rarity to stare at her little sister.

“EVEN WORSE!!”

Sweetie Belle narrowed her eyes and turned her head to the side. “Did...are you going to be a mother?”

Rarity’s cries temporarily ceased as she stared at her sister.“What!? Oh, nonono! Nothing like that.”

“Phew! I’m glad that’s not happening.”

“No, but my dresses are ruined!” Sweetie Belle returned a confused stare.

“What happened?”

“I worked on them all through last night! The effort I made for some customers! RUINED!!!”

“But… how were they ruined? I thought you triple protected them from dirt?”

“I did! But the crowd! They stampeded the dresses! The brutes! None of them even stopped!... And I think I saw Opalescence with them.” Sweetie Belle scrunched her muzzle. “But still! They’re Ru-i-i-i-ined!!!” She lifted a pillow and wailed into it. Her horn glowed, picking up a nearby carton of icecream… with Anon inside.

Anon found himself trapped under the avalanche of vanilla oat swirl ice cream. Everything about him was freezing, leaving him to shiver wildly. He heard Rarity cry and everything that had happened.

‘Even near death, she’s more dramatic than my ex.’ He only thought to himself, right before he felt the carton of ice cream jerk upwards.

Sweetie Belle realized what Rarity was doing.

“Wait!” She yelled. Rarity sniffed as she got the lid off.

“What?” She sniffled. Sweetie was going to say how Anon was inside, but thought of something better.

‘Wait a minute… if Rarity eats him… then Anon will have to leave! He won’t be able to hurt my feeling anymore! I won’t be in trouble!!! This is the best idea ever!!!’ “Uh… you forgot your spoon!” Sweetie quickly ran away and returned with a golden spoon. Rarity sniffled before smiling taking the spoon in her magic.

“Aw… why thank you, Sweetie.” She took her spoonful of Ice cream while doing her famous ‘om nom nom’ sounds.

Anon mustered just enough strength to break through the top of the ice cream. He took a deep breath, finally taking in the deep air, but saw himself being risen. Sweetie Belle had a shit eating grin across her face. All he did was turn around, seeing that he was entering the fancy pony’s mouth with the ice cream he was in.

“OH SH-!!!” He yelled before Rarity took him and the ice cream into her maw.

The taste of the ice cream was enough to help calm the pain that had happened, but something about it seemed… different. Magical even! Somehow, the taste of the vanilla and oats had amplified ten fold, yet, it tasted different at the same time. She began to toss her spoonful around, some of it escaping her mouth as drool. ‘I have no idea, but this Ice cream is like that of Elysium!’ She moaned away, unbeknowingly having the guest of the house in her mouth.

“HEY!!! STOP THIS RIDE!!!” Anon yelled as he was tossed and splashed around the maw of the unicorn. Unfortunately, Rarity only moaned away, having no idea about his small form in her right now. He may have enjoyed the occasional wave pool, but it was either escaping from this, or going into yet another fleshy prison. At least with Octavia, she stopped as she drank him, but here, there was a lot of melted ice cream, making him stickier than he should feel, and Rarity didn’t seem to notice him. Then, the place tilted. “NOT AGAIIIIIIN!!!!”

GLURK

Rarity sighed as she felt happy, feeling something going down her throat, but not caring one bit. Her stomach growled a bit as she let out a small burp.

“Oh dear, excuse me.” She apologized to Sweetie Belle. “Could you check on Anon for me? I want to apologize that we’re still unable to find him a way home.”

“Already did, sis!” Sweetie Belle replied. “He’s fast asleep in his warm area.”

“Hmm… figures. He should really move around sometime; nothing’s going to work if he’s a bed bug.”

Anon fell into Rarity’s tight stomach. He groaned as he felt himself covered in ice cream, and knew he was going to be trapped in there for a while. With Sweetie Belle, she was probably going to keep him in her sister’s stomach for a long time… perhaps longer than Rainbow Dash. As much as he wanted to, he could only shiver as more ice cold ice cream splashed all over him in the warm cell that is Rarity’s gut.

Rarity took more spoonfuls, but none of them were as great as the first spoonful. She swallowed her last one before yawning. “I’m going to take a nap, Sweetie. Do try to be quiet until I wake up.” The unicorn yawned before laying down, snoozing away. However, Sweetie Belle carefully walked to her sister’s tummy and whispered to Anon.

“Psst! Anon? … This is what you get for being a jerk.”

“I’LL SHOW YOU HOW MUCH OF A JERK I AM WHEN I GET OUT!!!” Anon yelled, his head stuck out of the ice cream though the rest of his body was still inside. “BECAUSE I HOPE YOU HAVE ENOUGH ROOM FOR MY FIST BECAUSE I’M GONNA RAM IT INTO YOUR STOMACH AND BREAK YOUR GODDAMN SPINE!!!”

Sweetie giggled. “Have a good night’s rest.” She skipped away, heading to the CMC clubhouse. 


> Bonnie and Lyrade
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

“This isn’t going to turn out well.”

Bon Bon turned her attention from the candy she’d laid out on the counter to her mint colored friend.

“What?” Bon Bon huffed. “Why would you say that? What makes you think this will go badly?”

“Well…” Lyra tried to look anywhere other than directly at her best friend’s face, then eventually settled on the ground. “You’ve never actually tasted Anon before, have you?”

“Neither have most of the other ponies in this town!” Bon Bon retorted before trotting past her friend to the kitchen. She carefully bit onto the handle of a long rod dipped into a swirling mass of caramel, then gently pulled it out. There were several large, round globs of candy along the rod, which she carefully removed and placed on the counter. “It’s not like they’ll go into it expecting anything.” She wrote the price tags on the stands she’d set up in front of the trays. “Good candy’s good candy, after all.”

“A lot of ponies have tasted him.” Lyra continued, heedless of Bon Bon’s groaning. “Like, I’m pretty sure almost the whole town has at least gotten the chance to by now-“

“Ridiculous!” Bon Bon threw her hooves up in the air, then spun around to face Lyra. “It’s against the law now, didn’t you hear? Princess Twilight has passed a law forbidding ponies from trying to eat Anon! This candy will be the only taste they’ll get again. Ever.”

“Not sure that’ll stop some ponies, but if your heart is set on this...“ Lyra continued.

“It is, thank you for understanding.” Bon Bon trotted her way up to the front of the store, where a large crowd was gathered outside. Her decision to create ‘Anon-flavored candy’ had to be one of the best business decisions she’d ever made.

She changed the closed sign around, then pushed the door open. “Come on in Fillies and Gentlecolts, we’re open for business with our new— waagh!”

She didn’t even get to finish her sentence as ponies rushed past her, practically throwing their bits onto the counter as they all grasped wildly for the candy.

“Now, now hold on,” Bon Bon tried to talk above the madness of the crowd as she pushed and shoved her way to the front. “Let’s not get carried away. One at a time, please.”

As if to answer her, the door to her candy shop flew open, and a group of three ponies rushed into the crowd. Ponies were tossed up in the air like weightless toys as the three crazy ponies rushed for the counter, and spared none who stood in their way.

Several shouts about cutting in line voiced behind them, but were promptly ignored as the three ponies made a leap for the candy. Bon Bon only had time to raise an eyebrow before they were already stuffing themselves with her merchandise.

“Hey!” Bon Bon frowned. “There are other ponies looking to get those too, you know!” She was answered with an audible retch, followed by bits of her candy being spit back onto the counter.

“This is what you call Anon-flavored candy?!” Daisy shouted, her upper lip curled in disgust.

“It doesn’t even taste anything like him!” Roseluck spoke up, tail flicking in anger. “Not even remotely!”

“Have you even had the chance to taste him? At all?” The question was followed by almost every eye in the room staring directly at Bon Bon.

She froze up, her ears pinned back and she bit into her lip. “Well…I…uh…” Ears perked, her customers leaned forward. “O-of course I have!.”

“Really?” Daisy suddenly spoke up, stomping her hoof down. “Then what’s he taste like?”

“Er…” Bon Bon’s ears went flat. “Okay, okay, I haven’t tasted him, yet! But why don’t you give some of the other customers a try and—”

The flower sisters groaned in unison and made their way for the door, pushing and shoving and arguing about which one of them were going to eat him first when they got him again. All her other customers groaned or shouted angrily before making their way for the door.

“Wait! Come back!” Bon Bon leaped on top of the counter. “I can make better candy! Honest! Please don’t leave!” Bon Bon made a futile leap to grab at the hoof of the last customer in the store, before the door slammed shut and Bon Bon’s snout solidly thudded against the glass.

Lyra leaned against a wall nearby, smirking. “You know, I hate to say I told you so…”

Bon Bon shot to her hooves. “Shut up!” She flipped the sign back to closed and grumbled, storming her way back into the kitchen. Lyra peered out the window before following her friend, just in time to see her dump all the ‘Anon-flavored candy’ into the trash.

“What are you doing?” Lyra asked and stepped up to her friend’s side, ears pinned back in worry.

“Starting over.” Bon Bon replied as she set the empty trays on the counter. “I’ll just have to keep trying until I get it right.”

A mint-colored hoof laid on her shoulder and spun her around, face to face with her best friend. “I think you’re missing the point here. Ponies didn’t like your candy because it didn’t taste like Anon. You can’t make candy that tastes like Anon, because you don’t know what Anon tastes like. Do you see the solution here?”

Bon Bon pushed Lyra’s hoof away. “It’s against the law for ponies to eat Anon now, remember?” She turned her attention back to the kitchen. Besides, he’s always near Twilight and her friends. We can’t get near him, let alone eat him.”

Lyra chuckled darkly. “Who says they have to know?”

Bon Bon gasped and spun around, her face twisted into a scowl. “Oh no, I know that tone of voice!”

Lyra’s ears pinned back. “What?” Her eyes sparkled innocently. “What tone of voice?”

“The devious one! I know you, Lyra, that’s the same tone of voice you had when we stole Derpy’s muffin! Ponyville was almost destroyed after that! Do you really want to go through that again?”

“Okay okay okay, this is totally different than last time. We sneak in, get a taste, and get out. What’s the harm, right?”

“No!”

“Come oooon Bon Bon!”

“Absolutely not! Besides, didn’t your psychiatrist tell you to stop obsessing over hands?”

Lyra blew a raspberry. “But this is a human. Totally different.”

“Humans have hands, Lyra!”

“That’s besides the point! Look, you want your candy shop to be successful, don’t you?”

“Not at the risk of jail time!”

“Bon Bon, some rules are meant to be broken, okay? Do you really want Sugarcube Corner to win out again this year? Wouldn’t this be like the fifth year in a row that they’ve won the ‘best sweet shop’ prize?”

Bon Bon sat her rump on the floor and crossed her forehooves, grumbling. “That cheeky little pink menace…”

“That’s what I thought. Now, we’re going. Tonight. We can sneak in to Rarity’s boutique where Anon’s staying, get a taste, and get out.”

“How do you know where he’s staying?”

“That’s not important! Are you in, or are you out?” Lyra offered her hoof.

Bon Bon glanced between Lyra’s hoof and her face. Decisions and their consequences rattled around in her head. After a moment, she sighed and put her hoof on top of Lyra’s. “I’m in.”


~Later that night~


“Ow, watch where you’re standing!” Bon Bon hissed as she pulled her tail out from under Lyra’s hoof.

“Shhh! You’ll blow our cover.” Lyra shushed her friend before peeking out of the bushes, looking towards carousel boutique. They’d been hidden for about two hours now, waiting for the lights in the boutique to go out. Once they did, they decided to wait just a little bit longer for Anon to fall asleep. “Okay, coast is clear!” Lyra motioned for her friend to advance. When nothing happened, Lyra groaned before lowering herself back in the bushes.

“I said, coast is clear!” The bushes rustled.

“No.” Bon Bon said, grumbling. “I’m not going out there. Not like this.”

“You have to!”

“I don’t have to do anything.”

“C’mon, Bon Bon! We didn’t sneak all the way out here and wait for two hours just to give up now!” With a heave, Lyra pushed her friend out into the open.

Bon Bon rolled onto the grass, then quickly climbed to her hooves. She wore a tight, form-fitting, black leather outfit that covered up most of her face and body, obscuring her identity from any who might see. 

She  scrambled into the shadows in a panic, then looked back towards Lyra, who nodded in approval.

Bon Bon resisted the urge to scream, before she snorted and decided they might as well follow through on this.“Well? Come on!” Bon Bon motioned for her friend to join her.

Lyra leaped out of the bushes and crouched low to the ground. She looked left and right before slowly and steadily sneaking across the grass. Bon Bon just rolled her eyes and waited until her friend thudded against the wall next to her.

“Okay,” Lyra began. “Open the window. Slowly.”

“Do we even know if this is Anon’s room?” Lyra shrugged. “Don’t you think we should have looked into that before coming out to do this law-breaking mission on the same night that we thought it up?!” Bon Bon said in a hushed whisper.

“What’s life without a little risk?” Lyra smirked. Bon Bon resisted the urge to slap her. “Now seriously, the window. Let’s do this thing.”

Bon Bon worked her hooves under the window, and slowly lifted up. She felt both relieved and guilty that everypony trusted each other enough to not lock their houses up. Ponyville was a small town after all, and everypony knew one another.

She froze as the window let out a small creak.

“Slowly! I said slowly!” Lyra whispered harshly.

Bon Bon growled under her breath and carefully crawled through the window. Just as her hoof touched the floor, the floorboard groaned. Bon Bon froze in place, eyes trained on the bed in the middle of the room. The small figure in the bed stirred, but didn’t wake.

She sighed in relief and carefully climbed the rest of the way through. She rolled forward until she stopped just beside Anon’s bed. A heavy thud behind her caused her entire body to go rigid, and she glanced back to see Lyra’s back hoof caught on the windowsill, the rest of her body unceremoniously flopped onto the floor. 

“Seriously?!” Bon Bon hissed, but Lyra simply popped up and joined her friend next to the bed. There, they set their eyes on Anon, and Bon Bon’s heart began to race.

“Oookay…” she said. She leaned down, then hesitated.

“What are you waiting for? You gonna taste him or not?” Lyra urged.

Bon Bon bit her lip, ears pinned down. “This isn’t exactly something I do every day, okay?! What if he wakes up? What if he calls for help?”

“Then we run for it!” Lyra answered. “We didn’t come all this way just to give up now! C’mon!”

Bon Bon swallowed hard, then rubbed her hooves together. “Right, okay… just a little lick, nothing more…” She steadied herself before slowly leaning down. The covers slowly rose and fell in time with Anon’s breathing. Her own breath slowed down and she leaned closer and stuck her tongue out.

Just…a…taste… she told herself mentally. Behind her, Lyra’s eyes grew wider and wider.

The sound of hoofsteps coming down the stairs reached Bon Bon’s ears. She immediately yanked herself away, and bolted for the window.

“What are you doing?!” Lyra called after her.

“I told you, the success of my business isn’t worth jail time!”

“You’re covered! They don’t know who you are with this disguise!”

“I don’t care! I’m done! Plan’s off!” Bon Bon disappeared out of sight, leaving behind a frustrated Lyra.

Her ears perked as the hoofsteps drew closer, and she made to exit out the window as well. 

However, as she looked back, she caught sight of Anon’s hands wrapped around the bedsheets, pulling them closer to himself.

Those delicate…

…wonderful…

...delicious….

…hands.

Lyra bit her lip and glanced back and forth between the window and Anon.


~


“Oh, first Opalescence wouldn’t leave me alone, and now Anon is making noises…” Rarity grumbled to herself as she carefully stepped towards Anon’s room. A single candle floated in her magical grip. Its soft orange glow cast shadows that danced across the walls. “I swear, if he complains about a ‘horse smell’ one more time, I’m kicking him out.”

She pulled open the door to Anon’s room and quickly surveyed it. Everything seemed to be in order, even the small lump that was Anon laying in the bed. Rarity sighed with relief and went to leave, but stopped.

She carefully stepped into the room and closed the door behind herself. The blinds swung shut with a flash of magic, and the room fell into darkness. Rarity closely leaned towards Anon, and pulled at the covers. She hesitated but for a moment longer before she stuck her tongue out and gave Anon a long, wet lick.

She immediately pulled away and spat onto the floor.

Yuck. I really don’t understand why so many ponies are after him. He tastes simply awful. As Rarity left the room, she failed to notice that the ‘Anon’ she’d licked was actually a pinecone with a small green ball for a head.


~Oh no is this another scene transition it is aaaaaahhhhh-~


Lyra clambered over the windowsill and landed on the floor of their apartment with a heavy thud. Bon Bon pushed open the front door and walked in with a sigh, before she cast a glance at Lyra, who laid sprawled out on the floor. 

“What is it with you and windows? You know you have the key to our own apartment, right?”

Lyra shot up onto her hooves, a wide grin plastered on her face. “Oh! Right, heh, I knew that!” She stood up on her hind hooves, her forelegs crossed as she nervously glanced back and forth.

Bon Bon arched an eyebrow and looked her up and down. “What are you doing?”

“What? You’ve never crossed your forelegs before? Humans do it all the time.” She laughed nervously.

“Rrrriiight.” Bon Bon just rolled her eyes and continued down the stairs towards their laundry room. “Anyways, I’m going to wash this suit, then head to bed. Maybe we can try to figure something else out tomo—” she heard the bang of a door closing.

She turned around, only to see that Lyra was gone. The bang must’ve been of her bedroom door. Bon Bon shook her head. “That pony sometimes, I swear…”

After Bon Bon did her evening chores, she walked up the stairs towards her own bedroom. Though on the way there, she heard Lyra giggling in her room. That pony’s been acting weird all night… Bon Bon thought to herself. I might as well see what’s gotten her so wound up. she crept closer to Lyra’s door and listened.

“Ah, I can’t believe he’s still asleep….Rarity didn’t expect…. Oooh, those hands…” 

Bon Bon’s eyes widened suddenly, and she pushed open the door.

Lyra, clearly surprised, scrambled from her bed to stand on her hind legs again.

“Lyra! Who were you talking to?!” 

“What?!” Lyra but her lip. “No human! I mean, nopony! I mean-” She shuffled as she held her forelegs behind her back.

“What’s that behind your back?!” Bon Bon demanded, eyes wild.

“Nothing! I swear!” Lyra pleaded. Bon Bon narrowed her eyes and leaped forward. 

“Give him to me, Lyra!”

“Noooo!” Lyra moved out of the way and Bon Bon hit her snout against the wall. She rubbed at it before turning over her shoulder to glare at the retreating ponytail. 

“I can’t believe you!” Bon Bon shouted after her. “After I told you I didn’t want to ruin my career over this, you took him anyway?!” 

“No idea what you’re talking about!” Lyra exclaimed as she galloped down the stairs, Bon Bon hot on her hooves. Lyra tried the door, but realized she wouldn’t have time, and quickly dipped down as Bon Bon made a grab for her. Bon Bon growled and leaped again as Lyra fled, this time tackling her to the floor. 

“Give him to me, now!” Bon Bon insisted. Lyra looked like she might panic, but rather than giving anything up, she lit her magic and something quickly flew into her open mouth. “Oh you did not just-!” Lyra’s eyes began to glaze over.

“Oh my gosh...he tastes even better than I imagined…” 

“Lyra!” Bon Bon shrieked. 

Lyra gave Bon Bon a sinister smirk before she took a large gulp, then released a heavy sigh afterwards as an obvious bulge began to descend her throat.

“Oh no you don’t!” Bon Bon pressed a hoof to her friend’s throat, halting the bulge’s progress. 

“Ack!” Lyra’s eyes crossed. “Bon Bon! Can’t breathe!”

“Let!” Bon Bon jumped on Lyra, throwing as much of her body weight as she could into her friend’s stomach. ”Him!” she bounced again. “Out!” with a final push, Lyra let out an enormous cough, and whatever she swallowed went flying from her mouth and high into the air. 

Bon Bon jumped off of Lyra and dove to catch it, and when she brought her hooves close to her face, she found a snoozing Anon.

“...He’s still sleeping? Seriously?” Bon Bon shook her head. “I knew it! I knew you’d taken hi—” Bon Bon turned to look at her friend, but her words died in her throat.

Lyra loomed over Bon Bon like a menacing manticore. Her eyes were wild, her brow furrowed and her expression was the hungriest expression she’d ever seen. “Give him to me, Bon Bon…” Her voice was low and menacing, more serious than Bon Bon had ever seen her before. Lyra stepped towards her slowly, but her eyes never left Anon. Her tongue swiped across her lips. “I need him.” 

“No!” Bon Bon held Anon to her chest. “We are returning him right now! I knew you weren’t over your hand obsession, Lyra!”

“It goes beyond hands, Bon Bon.” Lyra continued, her eyes widening as she stepped forward. “Nothing I will taste ever again will be as good as that human. Please…” Bon Bon’s resolve wavered for just a minute, she was actually a little shocked at the sincerity in Lyra’s voice. Still, she quickly moved Anon into her mane and tried to sidestep around Lyra while galloping for the door. 

“I’m returning him!” Bon Bon shouted before she felt the familiar tingling of magic running up her spine. Her eyes widened, and she turned to make a last ditch grab at Anon, but he was jerked just out of her reach. Lyra’s horn glowed, and she grinned when Anon floated towards her. Bon Bon grit her teeth, braced herself and launched herself into the air. She managed to grab him in her hooves, and sailed through the window Lyra used earlier that she thankfully forgot to close. 

“Oof, ow!” Bon Bon grunted as she rolled along the ground. She kept Anon clutched close to her the whole time, until she eventually rolled to a stop. As she rolled over, she held Anon out so she could prepare to explain herself. Surely he was awake after all of that.

“Zzzzz…” Anon’s sleeping form hadn’t moved an inch.

Bon Bon’s ears pinned back, and she scrunched her muzzle. “Seriously?” The sudden sound of a door bang caused her ears to perk again, and she caught the vague silhouette of Lyra in their doorway before she galloped out. 

“Bon Bon, where’d you go?!” she called out. “I’m serious, give him back to me!”

Rather than answer her, Bon Bon quickly moved herself back into the bushes and tried to remain as quiet as possible as the bright, hand loving unicorn stalked past. She sighed in relief, then quietly poked her head out before daring to set hoof outside. 

“I need to get back to Rarity’s…” Bon Bon mumbled to herself before turning and trotting down Ponyville’s main road. She kept an ear out for any sounds all the while. 


~*~


Thankfully Bon Bon knew Ponyville like the back of her hoof, and finding the shortest and most discreet route possible back to the boutique was almost like taking a leisurely stroll through the park. Despite, you know, crazy friend and all. 

Honestly, she’s acted weird before but never this weird. Bon Bon puzzled. And that expression on her face… Celestia, she looked like she was going to attack me! Bon Bon stole a glance down at Anon again, who was still fast asleep in her hooves. How in the world? Had he taken some kind of knockout pills or something before bed?

As the familiar shape of Rarity’s boutique creeped closer, Bon Bon couldn’t stop thinking about the human she had in her hooves. Her friend’s sudden shift in demeanor after tasting him, the rampaging townsponies, the absolute insanity of the flower sisters, what was it about him that suddenly drove all the ponies in town crazy? Crazier than usual, she meant. 

The more she thought about it, the more curiosity started to get the better of her. She was right outside of the window to Anon’s bedroom now, where she’d initially picked him up. She glanced back between Anon and the window, Lyra’s words running through her head. She really might never get this chance again. She swallowed hard, then opened the window. She’d just get a taste, then quickly put him inside and leave. Surely she could handle it, right? She’d been all over the world, tasting the most exotic candies and delicacies she could think of. There was nothing in all of Equestria she couldn’t handle the taste of!

She licked her lips, wetting them a bit before slowly bringing Anon up to her snout. She sniffed him a few times, he certainly didn’t smell particularly appetizing, definitely not like a flower, more like a...salty smell, one that caused her snout to wrinkle a bit. Still, she had to know for herself. She extended her tongue, and slowly ran it across Anon’s prone form. 

The initial taste wasn’t impressive, she’d compare it to maybe a daffodil or a daisy, but after that, something else started seeping in. It was like an aftertaste that took a while to really kick, but once it did, a varying array of flavors washed over her tongue, like nothing she’d ever tasted before. Bon Bon inhaled sharply, the taste gripping her tongue and washing her mind free of any inhibitions she’d had about eating him before. He was one of the most delicious things she’d ever tasted. She had to eat him. Her entire body began shaking, as if trying to resist what her mind was telling her, but she couldn’t help it. She stared down at Anon with the most intense bout of hunger she’d ever felt in her life… just as he began to wake up.

Anon stirred from his death-like slumber, just long enough to find himself in the grip of an unknown pony who was currently staring him down with the most predatory gaze he’d ever seen in his life.

“Oh fuck, Rarity HEL-” He didn’t get out anymore, as Bon Bon quickly shoved the human into her drooling maw and snapped it shut behind him. His yelling was reduced to muffled noises as Bon Bon’s forehooves set back onto the ground, and she triumphantly sat on her haunches as she swished him about. One side of her cheek puffed out, flooded with some of the most heavenly flavors she could have ever imagined, then she swished him over to the other side, just suckling to get as much off of him as she could.

Just as she was about to swallow and claim him as hers, a sudden force hit her from behind. 

“Found you, Bon Bon!” Lyra’s voice called out, and Bon Bon could do naught but watch on in despair as the force of the impact caused her to spit out Anon, and he sailed right through the open window. 

Well, that was thankfully a short endeavor. Anon was happy he didn’t have to deal with any of that bullshit, even though he was covered in pony saliva. At least he didn’t get swallowed. He leaned back as he sailed towards his bed. Yep, everything was going to be fine.

Of course, had Anon looked up, he might have realized he wasn’t sailing towards the bed, he was sailing towards the guest bedroom door, which opened just then with a flash of blue magic. 

“Is there a draft in here?” Rarity scowled, bags under her eyes. “Anon, how many times do I have to tell you not to open your wind—” Rarity’s words were cut off as something suddenly sailed directly into her mouth. Her legs began to shake. “W-ind-do-do-do-dooohhhh my goodnesss….” 

Man, this bed was wet. And squishy. Anon fidgeted a few times to get comfortable, when he heard the unusually loud sound of breathing. He opened his eyes to see his bed in front of him, but only through an open mouth ringed by a row of pearly whites. The gravity of the situation crashed down on him, and he rushed towards the exit of the unicorn’s mouth, only for it to close on him and plunge him into darkness he likely wouldn’t be leaving anytime soon.

“GODDAMNIT!” he shouted as he was swished to and fro for the second time that night.

Rarity blushed heavily as she rolled Anon around on her tongue, her eyes drooped as all the irritation she felt coming over here washed away, replaced by a sense of utter satisfaction. She glanced at the open window before she closed it, and the blinds with her magic, then turned away from the bedroom to return to her own bed, taking her delicious meal with her. She never even paid any attention to the sounds of squabbling happening right outside her guest bedroom’s window. 

“Where is he?!” Lyra shouted as she pinned Bon Bon to the ground

“You made me spit him inside!” Bon Bon squirmed.

“WHAT?!” Lyra climbed off of her friend, glowering angrily. “You lost him?!” Her angry expression fell, and turned into one of despair. “I’ll never get to taste those hands again!” 

“No Lyra, I need him for my candy research!” Bon Bon sat up. 

“Candy research my flank, you tasted him!” Lyra turned and pointed at her, her hoof bumped into her snout. “After all the flak you gave me for wanting to do it!”

“Well...I…”

“Admit it!”

Bon Bon’s ears pinned back. “I...it’s important that I got to taste him for my candy, you were the one who wanted me to do it originally! Besides, we wouldn’t be in this situation if you hadn’t kidnapped him to begin with!” 

“Oh so now it’s my fault, is it?” Lyra asked as she placed a hoof on her own chest.

“Okay, okay look.” Bon Bon sighed. “Let’s not argue about this, we both want Anon, right?”

“Right…” Lyra agreed, uncertainty wavering in her voice. 

“Okay, let’s not fight about this then. Why don’t we work together, and whenever one of us gets him, we share?” Bon Bon offered.

Lyra seemed to think about this for a moment, but then a slow, evil smile creeped across her face. “Bon Bon,” Lyra grabbed her hoof and shook it firmly. “I like the way you think.”