> Alicorn Soup, Or All the other Princesses Eat Twilight Sparkle > by Rajazum > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > In Which The Deliciousness of Alicorns is Proven > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Final warning - this is a story with lots and lots of vore and not much else. Turn right around if that is not something you're keen on! Twilight hummed blissfully as she spread her wings under the bubbly surface of the Royal Bath’s full hot tub. The water, mixed with bath oils scented with cinnamon, vanilla, and fresh strawberries soothed her tense muscles and relaxed her into a state of uncaring, completely relaxed Princess jelly. She and Cadance had been invited by Princess Celestia to enjoy an evening of relaxation and pampering in Canterlot Castle’s Royal Spa, to let them both relax and unwind from their hectic schedules. Spike and Starlight Glimmer held down the fort(or Magical Crystal Castle, as the case may be) back home in Ponyville, and little Flurry Heart had been delivered to her grandparents for spoiling, in the tradition of new parents from ages past to present. Shining Armor, meanwhile, took the opportunity to reconnect and carouse with old friends from the Guard - new fathers could sometimes need relaxation of a different sort, and some boisterous poker games with plenty of cider was just what the Princess ordered. "Mmm, I really needed this," Twilight purred. "It feels like I haven't been able to just take it easy in weeks." “Oh I agree completely”, Cadance giggled at Twilight’s side. She too let out a content hum, leaning back against the tub’s edge until only her face was visible above the fragrant water’s surface. “I love little Flurry to bits, but she does work me and Shiny half to death.” “I’ll say,” Princess Luna chimed in, sitting on the opposite side of the large tub. “She is a darling child, but I really am quite happy the worst of her surges have passed. A few more days and you would scant have a castle left.” “Thank Celestia!” Cadance gave a sideways look at her oldest aunt, and giggled. “Why yes, I did a most remarkable job sorting Flurry’s little problem out, did I not?” the Sun Princess replied, deadpan. She was rewarded with a trio of giggling alicorns, and smiled beatifically. Celestia drifted out into the water, across the tub, and settled next to Twilight, pulling her former student to her side with a wing. Twilight happily nestled in, and nuzzled her mentor’s neck. “I’m happy you’ve enjoyed the evening, girls. I believed you both could use some proper royal pampering, and I’m glad to see it has had its intended effect. You both, and my sister, of course, are so precious to me. It feels so nice to just let go of my royal duties for an evening and indulge my family and myself with some proper Royal Treats.” The emphasis on Celestia’s last words made Luna perk up, her ears folding back. She scowled at her older sister. “Sister, you don’t really mean to-” “Oh yes I do,” Celestia interrupted, grasping Twilight with her forehooves and holding her to her chest. “It has been so long since I indulged, and now I just cannot resist the cravings any longer. It’s about time the girls learn of our old traditions, anyway.” Twilight looked across at Cadance, who returned her utterly befuddled look with one of her own. “Princess, what are you-” “Shhh, Twilight, everything will be fine,” Celestia shushed, giving her a reassuring lick on the top of her head. “Mmm, delightful. Now, Twilight, you trust me, do you not?” “Of course! I trust you more than anyone!” “Then close your eyes and lean back. I promise, this will be fun!” Twilight did as she was asked. She had no reason to suspect anything untoward, after all. The Princess was probably planning one of her surprise pranks, she thought - Until a strange sensation of squishy wetness engulfed her head. Her eyes shot open in confusion, and at first she couldn’t comprehend the dim view she was seeing. Then a fierce suction accompanied by a gulping sound sent her hurtling forward, and she understood. She was in Princess Celestia’s mouth, and she was being swallowed whole. --- Cadance sat gaping at the sight before her. Princess Celestia, her adopted aunt and substitute mother since she was but a young, freshly ascended Princess, was eating her LSBFF! “Auntie!?” she burst out, horrified. “What are you doing!?” Celestia looked at her and winked, as, with a muffled grunt, she took another swallow. She was holding Twilight up with her hooves, simultaneously pushing and swallowing with practiced ease, the soft flesh of her throat bulging. Cadance’s LSBFF was already ingested down to where her neck met her barrel, wildly flailing wings and forehooves all that kept her from progressing further - but Celestia easily caught all four of Twilight’s fluttering limbs with her own and tucked them close, resuming her meal. Slobbery sounds of licking and munching as Celestia play-chewed and tasted her former student mixed with Twilight’s muffled screaming, as her wings and forehooves were pressed tightly against her barrel by Celestia’s spreading lips. “Luna, we have to do something!” Cadance pleaded, looking over to her other aunt, who inexplicably was regarding the scene with a look that could only be described as sardonic. The strange calmness of Luna gave Cadance pause. “I do not believe there is much we can do, my dear niece.” Luna replied. Her eyes closed in concentration, and then she briskly nodded. “Indeed, my magic is currently elsewhere - likely the doings of this delightful bath. And Celly is much too strong to be manhandled. Besides, wrestling with her with Twilight halfway down her throat would be quite dangerous for the both of them.” “But she’s eating Twilight! That’s dangerous enough!” “On the contrary, Twilight will be perfectly fine,” Luna replied, reassuringly. “She used to indulge like this often before my banishment - snacking on a servant, a playful treat of a lover. We are herbivores, incapable of digesting meat, let alone an unchewed pony. She usually devoured a pony or two before bedtime and regurgitated them again in the morning. Save for some salivate and momentary terror, all would be well with her ‘prey’.” Cadance stared at Luna in disbelief. -GULP- The noise of Celestia swallowing brought Cadance’s attention back to the spectacle, and her eyes widened yet again. All that remained of Twilight was her backside, kicking legs, and swishing tail. Even as she watched, Celestia pushed at Twilight’s flank with a forehoof, swallowing again to engulf even more of the young princess. Her cutie marks were beginning to disappear into Celestia’s maw, and the sun princess moaned blissfully as one forehoof kept up the pressure on her meal, while the other caressed the twitching bulge Twilight made in her neck. Every feature of Cadance’s LSBFF was on display through the distended skin, looking like a far too tight sleeping bag. Twilight still writhed and struggled under the flesh, even though it did nothing but cause Celestia to purr with contentment. One final shove, and the rounded flanks of Twilight disappeared into Celestia’s depths. All that remained were Twilight’s still-kicking legs and the hairs of her tail. Cadance watched as Celestia’s tongue caressed Twilight’s thighs, sliding up and down and curling around them in turn, lazy, slow swallows dragging them in inch by inch. Finally, it looked like Celestia had enough of taste testing. She leaned back, tilted her head up, and with one, two, three big swallows, all of Twilight disappeared within her body. Cadance watched as the bulge of Twilight slid from Celestia’s long neck and joined with her barrel, slowly dragged further down by peristalsis. It disappeared beneath Celestia’s ribs, until, through the tub’s warm water, Cadance saw Celestia’s belly bulge out like a balloon as the struggling younger princess was deposited in her mentor’s stomach. Every struggling kick she made could be seen through the stretched skin of Celestia’s belly, and the sun princess leaned back to rub her belly with an utterly content look on her face. “Aaaah,” she breathed, “I haven’t done that in centuries! I’ve missed my little mealtimes so.” “Auntie!” Cadance yelled, proverbial sparks flying from her eyes with the death glare she shot at Celestia. “You scared me half to death! You can’t just devour my LSBFF out of the blue!” “I believe I just did,” Celestia teased, sticking her tongue out at the younger princess and giggling, continuing to rub her belly all the while. “Besides, if I had informed you of my intentions, you would either be scared to death of me or think I’d gone completely bonkers. This was the easiest way to introduce you to what I once regularly treated myself with. And like Luna said, Twilight, and you, will be perfectly fine.” “Well I still believe you have gone - wait, what do you mean by ‘and you’”? Cadance got her answer with the predatory glint that appeared in Celestia’s eye. Her aunt lunged across the water at her, unbelievably fast with a gut so large, and hugged Cadance tightly to herself. The Princess of Love found herself pressed against Celestia’s huge belly, feeling every kick and squirm Twilight was still keeping up. ‘Almost like when Shiny felt Flurry kicking in my belly’, she found herself thinking, before looking up at Celestia’s grinning face. “Don’t worry, my dear niece,” Celestia said, before planting a kiss on her forehead and licking her lips. “I think you’ll actually look back at this and think it was fun!” Then Cadance’s world went black, soggy, and fleshy. --- Princess Celestia, Keeper of the Sun, Guardian of the Gates of Tartarus, Immortal Co-ruler of Equestria, and holder of several hundred other titles to booth, was very thankful for her foresight in confiscating all the keys to the Royal Spa and locking all entrances with the strongest warding spells she could conjure - for if any of her servants were to walk in and see her like this, they would surely run screaming through the halls in pure panic. But she had resisted for so long. Every friendly lick, every reassuring kiss had teased her old hunger with the delightfully tempting taste of the two young princesses she had helped raise - one already struggling oh so wonderfully in her gut, and the other filling her mouth with an explosion of wondrous flavours. Twilight had tasted of the magic she embodied - almost sparky, electrifying, sending blissful jolts through Celestia’s taste buds. Cadance, meanwhile, tasted of the proverbial good little filly. Sugar, spice, and everything nice. Celestia moaned as her probing tongue stroked her prey’s soft belly, tickling the younger alicorn and teasing along her flesh. Cadance, perhaps reassured by Luna’s comforting words, or merely more resigned to her fate than Twilight had been, did not kick or struggle nearly as much. She merely squirmed softly, vainly trying to escape the probing, tickling muscle her aunt bathed her with. ‘Oh, I simply must have them both again,’ Celestia mused, dragging her niece further into her mouth with slow, wondrous gulps. ‘Only Luna is as delicious as these delightful little morsels.’ The sun princess giggled softly, and swallowed yet again. She neared Cadance’s firm backside and shapely legs, her probing tongue searching forward - And Cadance kicked wildly as Celestia’s tongue passed over a soft, pointed bump, and her taste buds exploded with a sweet, milky sensation of new flavour. ‘What is - oh my goodness,’ Celestia realised, ‘It’s her teat! Of course, she only had dear little Flurry a scant few months ago, she’s still lactating! Oh, I mustn’t…’ A soft squeeze with her blunt teeth made Cadance kick and squeal loudly enough for Celestia to hear her through the flesh of her own throat, but it also sent another burst of heavenly milk flowing into Celestia’s mouth, making her swallow greedily. ‘Oh to Tartarus with it, I’ll never hear the end of this anyway. She’s just too tasty to pass up this delectable bonus. She’s got her own cream filling, literally, for My sake!’ Celestia paused, Cadance’s backside hanging in the air, legs flailing, as her front and torso squirmed and cursed up a storm within Celestia’s throat. The Sun Princess gently chewed and squeezed Cadance’s motherly teats, delighting in the squirts of delicious, sugary milk that flowed over her probing tongue. Celestia lost all sense of control, and moaned in pure bliss as she leaned back and let the sweet river flow into her with gentle, soft gulps. Eventually, however, the additional treat waned, Cadance drained dry. The Sun Princess resumed her second course, stretching her mouth up and over the Princess of Love’s Crystal Heart-adorned flanks. A gentle push with her forehooves, and all that remained were her niece’s shapely legs. Wasting no time this time around, Celestia slurped them in and swallowed them down with a single gulp. The Sun Princess settled back into the wonderful water, and moaned in pure ecstasy as she followed her niece’s journey towards her belly with gentle hooves on her stretched flesh. The Princess of Love was slowly deposited in Celestia’s already huge belly, and the bulging flesh stretched even further with Cadance’s distinct form. “I suppose the chances of ourselves escaping the same fate are negligible?” Luna remarked, a resigned look on her face. “I would call them nonexistent, dear sister,” Celestia replied, smiling wickedly. “Especially since I know you used to love it, and seeing me devour our delectable co-rulers will have made you all hot and bothered.” Luna scowled at her older sister… then she giggled, and drifted over to Celestia’s side, stroking The Sun Princess’s humongous belly with her forehooves. “We - I, would deny it,” Luna admitted, humming softly as she caressed the squirming stomach of her sister. “But I can’t. I long for you to tuck me away in your silken belly as you did before. Though, it will be rather cramped with our young Princesses inside there with me.” Celestia giggled, and hummed with delight as her sister’s touch sent shivers of pleasure up and down her sensitive, stretched skin. “Well, dear sister, I think we both know how you could make some more room for yourself. And they both tasted so wonderful… Shall we introduce you to them?” “In a moment, dear sister,” Luna replied, hugging her sister’s belly. “Let us let them get settled in, first, before I enter the fray.” Both sisters laughed together, as they observed the struggles of two young Princesses locked in a most peculiar situation. --- To say that Twilight was panicking would be quite the understatement. She’d gone past panic within the first few swallows. Then she had leapt straight to terror, mortal fear for her life, and finally come back around to some sort of bewildered hyperactivity. “What is even happening!?” she burst out. “Okay Twilight, think, what could possibly cause Princess Celestia to do something like this? Is she under a spell? Mind control? Did Chrysalis somehow get to her and twist her into some sort of ravenous beast? Maybe Discord put her up to this? But no, mustn’t think that, he’s reformed, really, he’s a friend now, it couldn’t be him - wait, maybe this is a dream! Yes, of course! Luna didn’t help me, so this has to be some dream construct! A figment, set up as some elaborate(and really, really weird) prank of a nightmare! That’s it! I’ll just pinch myself, and I will wake up, safe and sound in my soft, warm bed in the palace!” After a rather painful nibble of her own fetlock, Twilight could confirm that the only soft and warm confines she appeared to inhabit was the same, fleshy one she had so unceremoniously been deposited into a few moments ago. “Ponyfeathers! Right, get a grip, Twilight, clearly you didn’t bite hard enou-” Her rapid-fire monologue was interrupted by her confines suddenly shifting, sending her tumbling wing over teakettle with a yelp. Righting herself with a grumble on the slick, wet surface, she was mystified to see a rivulet of some milky fluid come streaming out of the sphincter above her through which she had so recently passed, and drip down on top of her head. “What is - bleh!” Her exclamation opened her mouth just enough for a small drop of the fluid that dripped down her face to sneak its way into her mouth, and she spat to rid herself of the taste of - milk? Or something very like it. She licked experimentally around her mouth, and was mystified by the sweet, sugary taste of not-quite milk, that was somehow achingly familiar… Her musings were interrupted by a loud gurgle from above. She looked up, and saw the sphincter above her stretching open - “OOOOH, I AM GOING TO MURDER MY AUNT! THAT PERVY OLD MARE!” Twilight’s ears folded flat as a very angry Princess Cadance appeared in the stretching ring of flesh, accompanied by the last few drops of milky fluid that pooled at the bottom of the stomach that was so eager to receive her. “Cadance!?” Twilight blurted out, looking up fearfully. “You too!?” “Yes, me too!” Cadance replied, fuming. “My oh so beloved aunt has apparently been planning this ‘feast’ for quite some time! According to - whup!” “Ah!” Twilight suddenly found herself pressed into the flesh of the stomach walls by the weight of her BSBFF on top of her, as when her old foalsitter’s backside passed through, she was quite unceremoniously dropped down in a pile of flailing pony limbs. The damnable sphincter almost looked smug as it once again closed shut, non sentient ring of muscle though it may be. “Oof,” Cadance said, trying to lift herself off of Twilight’s body. “I’m sorry, Twi, let me just-” It took quite some struggling, kicking, and grunting, but eventually the girls managed to fight for enough room to curl up next to each other, tightly pressed belly to belly. “It’s not exactly roomy,” Twilight muttered, darkly. “Now, were you saying Celestia planned this!?” “Yes she did,” Cadance replied, annoyance evident in her tone. “Luna says eating ponies was apparently something auntie did often back in the day. She claims it’s ‘perfectly harmless’, but I still think it’s bonkers.” “Harmless? You mean we won’t be broken down into our constituent particles by Celestia’s enzymes and reduced to so much nutrient paste?” “That’s what she says. And I don’t seem to feel any worse for wear in here.” “You’re right, there is a distinct lack of the expected fluids in here,” Twilight remarked, her analytical mind taking over despite everything. “Really, the only fluid there is to speak of is saliva and this white stuff, but that came from Celestia’s mouth, just before you did.” “Yes. That.” Cadance’s expression knotted in a thunderous scowl. “I am definitely going to murder Celestia. She milked me!” Twilight blinked at her. “She what?” “She milked me!” Cadance reiterated, kicking the side of the stomach for good measure. “She apparently thought my breast milk was delicious, because she just kept chewing my teats and slurping it all up! We’re lying in my milk!” Twilight’s face went red and fiery like Big Macintosh’s hide, as her eyes went wide and her pupils shrunk to pinpricks. “Like I said, I am going to murder my-” The fleshy walls of the prison around them shifting again gave Cadance pause, and she looked up at the ring of flesh that sealed their tight confines. “Now what!?” --- Luna was in heaven. A fleshy, wet, and decidedly strange heaven, but heaven all the same. She sighed blissfully as the mouth of her sister stretched around her to accommodate her form, Celestia’s moans of pleasure, probing tongue and soft touches of teeth sending shivers up and down her spine. Oh, she had missed this! ‘And this is just the beginning,' she mused, Celestia’s gentle swallows sending her further into the silken throat. ‘I do hope the girls are ready for the show to go on…’ Unlike the younger princesses, Luna knew exactly what to expect, and reveled in the sensations. Her squirms were more of the helpful variety - she wormed her way forward, nosed and licked at Celestia’s flesh, caressed the confines that held her. Indeed, she was slithering downwards with some speed - already she could feel her sister’s lips probing at her shoulders, and Luna dutifully tucked her wings in tight and lifted her forehooves to her sister’s lips. She heard and felt Celestia murmur with appreciation, her questing tongue wrapping around Luna’s forehooves to guide them into the maw. Soft chewing tickled at Luna’s sensitive wing muscles, and she couldn’t help but squirm with pleasure. Her torso and belly slid within her sister’s jaws, tickling touches and soft caresses continuing all the while. Bigger than either of Celestia’s previous courses for the night, Luna arrived at the muscled ring that sealed the Sun Princess’s stomach as Celestia stretched her lips over her younger sister’s speckled flank. The sphincter opened gently to receive her, soft flesh gliding over her face and horn. She opened her eyes, and looked down to regard the younger princesses who looked up at her in befuddlement. --- “Hello girls,” Luna greeted them, humming softly to herself as she slowly slid out through the opening to settle on top of them both. “Are you well”? “Are we well? WELL?!” Twilight exclaimed, whacking a hoof into the fleshy wall at her side. “We have just been eaten, I repeat, eaten, by none other than Princess Celestia! My mentor, Cadance’s aunt, immortal co-ruler of the entire galloping Equestria! Not only did I just moments ago find out that Celestia is apparently not only the most powerful mare in Equestria, she is the hungriest as well! No, I also find out this used to be a regular thing, and that she’s apparently planned to eat the both of us for I don’t know how long! Does that sound like ‘well’ to you?” She crossed her hooves in a huff, deflated. “You can’t fault an old mare her eccentricities,” Luna giggled, as the last of her rear legs slid through the fleshy ring and she settled in, nestled on top of the younger princesses and pressed against the top of the fleshy sack. “Granted, as eccentricities go, this one is quite the mouthful.” The two younger princesses glared at her. “I hardly think this is the time for awful puns, auntie,” Cadance snarked. “What, can’t you stomach a bit of levity?” Twilight kicked her in the shin. Luna winced, and chuckled. “We deserved that, we suppose. But we are cozy, are we not? Nestled here, warm and comfortable…” “I wouldn’t call it cozy,” Twilight grumbled, pushing against the stomach lining with a shoulder. “More like cramped, especially since you came along, Luna.” “Granted, we would do well with a little more room. Fear not, girls, I shall provide.” “What?” Cadance asked, bemused. “How? We can’t use magic, so we can’t teleport out, and the stomach is far too tough to stretch much more than this. What did you have in mind?” “Worry not, my dear niece, all shall be made clear. Now, scooch a little bit and tuck in your legs…” It took some grunting and squirming, but eventually Luna was seated with her back against one side of the stomach, Cadance and Twilight on the other, the three alicorns’ rear legs tucked against each other in the middle. “Now what did that accomplish?” Twilight asked, annoyed. “Now we’re even more uncomfortable than before! I’m gonna have leg cramps!” “Leverage,” Luna stated matter-of-factly, before she grabbed Cadance’s rear hooves, unceremoniously shoved them into her maw, and swallowed, yanking Cadance closer with the suction. Cadance blanched, vainly trying to grasp at the slick walls around her. “Oh come on, auntie, not you too!” Luna simply nodded, almost resolutely, and swallowed again, Cadance’s kicking hooves clearly visible through the flesh of Luna’s neck. Another powerful swallow, and Cadance was dragged in up to her knees. Twilight gaped. Seeing what she had just gone through from the outside was one of the strangest sights she had ever laid eyes on. The Night Princess was clearly enjoying herself, slurping and licking all over Cadance as she dragged Twilight’s BSBFF further into her maw, the flesh of her neck stretching grotesquely. Cadance, meanwhile, flailed her limbs and flapped her wings, clearly wanting no part of being devoured yet again. The fleshy prison around Twilight shuddered, bouncing up and down, and Twilight thought she heard a muffled, yet distinct, tinkling laugh echo all around her. Clearly the tickling of Cadance’s fluttering wings was quite enjoyable. Stunned, the youngest princess continued to watch as Cadance was dragged further and further into Luna’s mouth. The Night Princess had just passed the rounded hips of her prey, and now reached forward with her hooves to grasp at Cadance’s shoulders, pushing her further in just as her elder sister had done to Twilight, only in reverse. Cadance, meanwhile, seemed to have resigned herself to what was about to happen, and only put up a token resistance. She even tucked her own wings in, a gesture Luna shot her a grateful smile for. “You know,” Cadance remarked, thoughtful. “This isn’t so bad, now that I’m getting used to it. It feels kind of nice.” “Mm-hmm!” Luna agreed, an amused twinkle in her eyes, accompanied by a pleasurable moan. Twilight stared in disbelief, not answering, until Luna shrugged her shoulders and continued. All that remained of Cadance now was her head and forelimbs, stretched out above her. As Twilight watched, Luna’s probing tongue lapped at her BSBFF’s face, the Princess of Love scrunching her face up and squirming away from the searching organ. “Blech! Auntie, not the face!”, Cadance huffed. “ Am I really that delicious?” “Mm-mm!” Luna replied, swallowing again. The last of Cadance’s face disappeared within Luna’s mouth, horn and forelimbs all that remained of the Princess of Love. A few more final gulps, and the horn disappeared. A final, slurping suction on Cadance’s pink forelegs, and Luna sealed the younger alicorn within herself with finality. “Aaaah!” Luna breathed, settling back towards the lining of the stomach behind her, rubbing the massive, squirming bulge in her belly that was Twilight’s recently-devoured BSBFF. “My sister was truly correct - she was completely scrumptious!” As if on cue, the stomach around them shuddered, the sphincter above them briefly opening to expel leftover gases. Twilight found herself pushed forward by the tightening walls, pressed against the rounded bulge of Luna’s silken stomach. Belly to belly with the Night Princess, the youngest of Equestria’s rulers felt every twitch and squirm her old foalsitter made beneath the dark coat. Twilight couldn’t help but flare her wings out, the sudden sensations of feeling Cadance’s movements quite the shock. Yet again, the feathery touch of wings sent the stomach vibrating, Celestia’s chortles all around. “Yes, sister always was quite ticklish,” Luna remarked, amused. “How are you feeling, Twilight?” “I- “ Twilight didn’t know where to start. She lay on Luna’s bulging stomach, stunned. “I have no idea. This is too weird for me to take in. I think I’m in shock.” Luna nodded. “Yes, you wouldn’t be the first. It does take some getting used to, but I find that it is one of the most delightful feelings in the world, to be devoured by my dear sister. The silken touch of her tongue and throat is something divine that I have missed for a long, long time. I believe we need but to train you, Twilight, and get you accustomed to this… delightful pastime.” “Train me?” Twilight asked. “How do you train someone in something like this!?” “Like with all learning, my dear Twilight. Simple repetition.” Luna smirked at her, and licked her lips. “You’ve gotta be kidding, Luna, you just ate Cadance!”, Twilight pleaded. “Surely you’re full by now?” “On the contrary, dear Twilight - my appetite is insatiable, and you are a most tempting morsel.” She lunged forward, mouth open wide, and Twilight’s vision was yet again obscured by soft, fleshy darkness. --- Princess Celestia was enjoying herself mightily. She floated in the very centre of the tub, reheated by some additional, hot water, and fragrant with some more of those delicious oils that brought out the flavours of all her princessly treats so well. Her massive, twitching stomach was buoyed up by the wonderful water, and she hummed with satisfaction. The sensations of kicking, flailing limbs and wings in her gut were something she could never get enough of. Giggling, she could just imagine the mighty struggles that took place within her, as Luna unleashed her own ravenous appetite upon the younger princesses trapped in there with her. “Yes,” she murmured, “Definitely eating all of them again.” --- 'My sister was right about dear Twilight, too,' Luna thought blissfully, the younger alicorn trapped in her mouth and throat. 'She tastes heavenly!' The youngest alicorn never stood a chance, really. Luna was an experienced predator, and in these tight quarters no quarter was given. Especially not when the Night Princess’s meal was this delicious. Luna swallowed again, and swept her tongue through the lavender coat of Twilight’s lower belly. Only her hips and lower legs remained, and Luna was determined to enjoy them to the fullest. Luna stopped swallowing completely, and only applied gentle, gentle pressure to Twilight’s flanks with her forehooves, sweeping her tongue all over the youngest princess and munching softly at her all the while. Twilight squirmed and kicked, muffled squeals heard through Luna’s throat. The Night Princess chuckled, enjoying the movements of her ticklish prey. Luna’s mouth stretched ever so slowly over Twilight’s cutie marks. Inch by inch they disappeared, as the young mare felt her soft flanks being kneaded and chewed by gentle, blunt teeth. Eventually, that last soft hurdle was passed, and Luna swallowed again, Twilight’s still-kicking legs and soaked tail all that remained of her. The Night Princess slurped lazily at the last morsels of her meal, tasting every last bite of Twilight she could get a hold of. Finally, Luna closed her mouth around Twilight’s hooves, and with a few last, tickling licks to the velvety frogs, she swallowed the youngest, delicious princess down. “Mmm,” Luna revelled, stretching out on her side as far as the confines of her sister’s stomach allowed, and curling around her massive belly, two distinct lumps squirming within. “You girls had best get used to this state of affairs, for I will most definitely indulge in you both again.” --- Cadance and Twilight struggled within their new, even smaller prison, hearing the muffled declaration of the Night Princess that had devoured them both. “Get used to this?” Cadance exclaimed, annoyed. “We’re packed like sardines in here!” “Oh, you know what to do about that by now, niece,” Luna’s muffled reply seemed to reverberate all around them. “You’re bigger than Twilight - do what comes naturally!” The two youngest alicorns stopped, nonplussed, and looked at each other. Cadance met Twilight’s eyes, before breaking eye contact with a thoughtful frown on her face. Twilight blinked. “Wha- Cadance, you can’t seriously be considering-” Cadance looked at her LSBFF, guiltily. Then she leaned forward and licked Twilight on the muzzle, smacking her lips, tasting. “Oh come on!” --- Luna threw her head back against the stomach lining and laughed, as the two youngest alicorns wrestled within her belly, every single kick and twitching feather a pleasant stroke to the soft lining of her gut. She was going to enjoy this! --- Celestia felt and heard her belly reverberate with the laughter of her sister, and chuckled in turn. It seemed her sister had indeed been able to inspire betrayal in the younger generation of princesses. The Sun Princess could feel the harder kicks of the battle bump through Luna’s stomach and into the walls of her own, and she sighed with pleasure and contentment. Maybe she wouldn’t even have to chase Cadance and Twilight next time she wanted to eat them. --- Cadance might owe her aunties an apology. She really couldn’t fault them anymore for devouring her, and Twilight. The proof was in the pudding, and Twilight Sparkle was the most delicious pudding she had ever tried to swallow whole, kicking, and screaming. The Princess of Love swallowed again, licking at the velvet, scrumptious pelt of her LSBFF’s chest. There really was nothing like what she was experiencing. The amazing taste of Twilight on her palate, and the delightful squirming that sent electrifying shudders all over her body. ‘I wonder if I’ll ever be able to look at Twily without drooling now,’ Cadance thought, savouring and munching on her meal. She swallowed again, only to bemusedly notice a certain lack of progress. Of course - Twilight was being less than helpful. Her wings were splayed out defiantly, still flapping about the cramped space like a scared hen, and both of Twilight’s forehooves were planted firmly on Cadance’s chest, resisting the Princess of Love’s ravenous advances. “Hah!” Twilight yelled, muffled underneath Cadance’s flesh. “You best spit me out again, BSBFF! I can hold on all night if I have to!” ‘Oh we’ll see about that, little miss delicious!’ Challenge accepted, Cadance formulated a plan. An awful, evil plan. Twily might never forgive her - but that was fine. She would still be smaller, and scrumptious. Ever so gently, Cadance reached forward with her wingtips, and tickled Twilight on the sides, just beneath her wings. The effect was instant - the youngest princess squealed, and tucked all her limbs close reflexively, trying to fend off the ticklish sensations. ‘Gotcha!’ Cadance opened wide and pushed forward, pressing Twilight against the wall of Luna’s enclosing stomach. Twily was shoved down her throat by the pressure, and Cadance wasted no time making sure all troublesome extremities were accounted for, inside her mouth. “Mm-mmh!” she exclaimed, triumphant, and swallowed again. Victory, and dinner, was hers! “That was a mean trick, Cadance!” Twilight muttered, still trying to squirm away from her BSBFF’s probing tongue. All she got for her efforts was another teasing lick just along her ticklish spot. --- Twilight was fuming. She had been eaten no less than three times, the third instance still in progress. She was sore, tired, soggy all over, and not a little bit humiliated - swallowed over and over again by greedy princesses like so much candy. She refused to admit that the sensation of being enveloped by soft flesh and massaged by internal muscles was growing on her. She wouldn’t give the gluttonous old mares around her the satisfaction. Cadance swallowing again brought her to the now familiar sight of a fleshy sphincter easing open to receive her, letting her slide into the space beyond. The Princess of Love, being the smallest of Twilight’s three predators, had just gotten to her rounded flanks. It was a strange feeling, to be halfway outside and halfway inside another pony - rear legs and tail free and struggling, front inexorably dragging them in. Twilight shuddered as Cadance’s tongue swept over her sensitive cutie marks, apparently wanting to savour the meal as long as possible. As the Princess of Love stretched her lips over that last, soft hurdle of her meal, Twilight slid into the stomach cavity and settled. The fleshy tube her flanks and legs were still trapped in pushed at her in rhythmic, soft movements, moving her remaining limbs along to her final destination. The Princess of Friendship squeaked and giggled as Cadance sealed her hind hooves inside her mouth, licked her soft frogs, and swallowed for the last time. ‘I swear,’ the youngest Princess thought, lower lip puckered in a pout, forelegs crossed. ‘When I get out of here, I’m going to eat them all.’ --- The Princess of Love gasped, licked her lips, and caressed her monstrously large belly - dwarfing the size she had been just a few short months ago, when she had been housing a much different, and smaller, occupant. “Wow,” she breathed. “I did it. That was amazing. You really are delicious, Twily!” Her only reply was a miffed kick to the side. “Mmm. Keep that up, it feels heavenly.” “Am I to presume you enjoyed yourself, dear niece?” Luna’s muffled voice shook the confines of her stomach. Cadance giggled. “Yes, I did. This is crazy, but I think Twilight was the most delicious thing I’ve eaten in- well, ever!” “She is indeed most scrumptious,” Luna agreed. “As are you, Cadance. I must thank you for a most delightful evening and meal.” “Err, you’re welcome, I guess?” Luna’s reply was a hearty chuckle. --- Princess Celestia hummed a merry tune to herself, as she paddled to the edge of the hot tub and raised herself out of the water. She wobbled a bit as she took the full weight of her humongous belly, but soon found her balance. Beaming and satisfied, she waddled over the floor, water dripping off her in cascades, belly swinging from side to side like a fleshy pendulum. “I take it bathtime is over?” asked her sister through the layer of flesh that held her. “Indeed, dear delicious sister,” Celestia replied, as retrieved a massive beach towel from a nearby shelf, and settled onto her haunches to dry herself. The muffled yelps and squirms that rewarded her change in position made her giggle. “I shall dry myself off and then settle down for the night.” “Very well. Then I shall talk to you again in the morning, dear sister. Sleep well.” Celestia felt Luna stroke the inside of her stomach affectionately with a hoof, poking out through the soft flesh. The Sun Princess smiled, laying a wing upon the bump in her belly. “Goodnight, dear sister.” --- Celestia snuck into her private bedchamber with the stealth of a hippo trained in ninjutsu, and only as the doors closed and locked behind her did she dare let out her held breath. Sneaking through the castle without magic from the spa to her private chambers in her current condition was more difficult than she had realised. There had been a few close calls, but thankfully she made it to safety without revealing her bloated, squirming belly to a late-working servant or guard. She glanced at the full-body mirror in the room, gazing upon her reflection, and had to resist the urge to laugh. Her stomach was enormous, hanging down so low to the ground it almost brushed against the marble floors. As she watched, one or another of her delightful meals made herself more comfortable, a soft bump appearing on her side, then fading. Smiling, she waddled over to her bed, lifted the covers, and lay down on her side in the middle of the plush, soft mattress. She paid no mind to the muffled protests of the younger princesses being jostled about as settled. The bedposts creaked alarmingly, but held. The Sun Princess smiled, pulled the covers over herself, and closed her eyes. She fell asleep almost immediately, curled around her giant stomach, stroking the soft dome with her hooves.