Inside Pony Stomach

Cinnamon Roll accidentally swallowed a micro pony that adapted to live inside her stomach. The micro pony is still trying to escape as soon as she has the chance, but she always fails. Will the absent-minded predator discover it before her prey is digested?

Please be advised this story is 1k words long and contains the following: MLP setting, normal size female pony pred (OC), micro female pony prey (OC), implied oral vore (action begins inside the pred’s stomach already), belching, gas, nasty stomach contents, open ending. Reader discretion is advised – enjoy!

All characters in this story are fictional and over the legal age of consent.

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Berry woke up from intensive shaking, moaning as she was tossed off the comfy pile of food she was resting on, and back into the seemingly bottomless pool of nasty caustic sludge… She got so used to waking up like that that didn’t bother to even open her eyes, keeping her mouth shut as well as she dipped into the slurry before returning back to the surface, taking a deep breath of fresh air…

Well, the air here wasn’t exactly fresh, filled with a horrible mixture of scents – semi-digested fruits, rotting meat left from yesterday, eggs and sausages, which had just began melting… Another chunk of barely chewed sausage plopped into the sticky mess right next to Berry, making her snort and climb on top of it. She made a small bite of it and jumped aside just in time before another chunk landed on the spot where she was standing a moment before.

“For Celestia’s sake, when will you stop gorging up already?” Berry scolded.

She looked up at the slightly gaping hole in the squishy ceiling of living flesh, leading back to sweet freedom. It was so close yet so unbelievably far from her. Yes, as you may have guessed, Berry was trapped inside somepony’s stomach. The said somepony wasn’t aware of her little belly dweller though, sitting at her dinner table and carelessly stuffing her gut with more and more tasty treats. Her name was Cinnamon Roll, and she was quite a glutton…

Her tummy, covered with soft beige fur, was quite chubby on its own. Every time she had a filling meal, it swelled so much that she looked like a pregnant mare. Now her belly was sagging between her laps and making lots of noise as it tried to digest its contents. Probably it was the reason why Berry was still alive – there always was enough food, floating in the predator’s gastric juices, for the prey to climb on top of it and stay in safety.

This time wasn’t an exception since after finishing her scrambled eggs with sausages, enough to sate a normal pony for the rest of the day, Cinnamon began eating oatmeal with honey, humming with pleasure as she really enjoyed its taste. Unfortunately, the oatmeal didn’t really add any hard surface to the pred’s stomach contents. Instead, it just mixed with the caustic sludge and rising its surface, bubbling around the sausage Berry used as an improvised boat. With her right hind leg, she rowed away from the greasy waterfall of oatmeal, seemingly endlessly pouring out of Cinnamon’s gullet.

Berry clearly remembered that day when she was unlucky enough to spy on Twilight during one of her experiments. She didn’t have any malicious intentions, just was curious about that purple glow, coming out of the windows of the Golden Oak library. When she peeped inside, the spell that was meant to shrink a heavy basket of apples for easier delivery affected her body too, shrinking it to the size of a peanut.

It wasn’t surprising that Cinnamon didn’t notice shrunken Berry and swallowed her by an accident together with the apples she bought on the market after the said delivery. They tasted sweet and delicious, and now she was eating an apple for every breakfast in hope to feel that marvelous taste once again, not suspecting that the source of that taste now was trapped deep inside her gut…

Of course, Berry tried to escape, kicking, ramming and even gnawing those slimy fleshy walls of the pred’s stomach. Unfortunately, it was all to no avail since, as Cinnamon’s belly was a true machine for food destruction, completely oblivious to the micro pony’s efforts. Eventually, she gave up and started living a new life as an unwilling belly pet for the greedy gluttonous pony…

Cinnamon chugged down a whole jug of orange juice, making her belly swell even more and the contents of her stomach rise almost all the way up to the top, kept down only by the air she had swallowed by an accident during her meal.

“Damn, she had never stuffed herself that much… maybe this is my chance…” Berry murmured hopefully.

She rowed closer to the gullet sphincter. The micro pony shivered as she felt the seemingly borderless ocean of semi-digested food and beverages shaking and covering with waves as the predator’s stomach groaned and gurgled. Apparently, the hard-working organ was displeased by the immense tension inside it, begging to be relieved.

“O-off, I’m soo full…” Cinnamon murmured and put her hoof onto her swollen abdomen, giving it a slow rub and trying to get used to the weight and pressure inside.

“Gosh, stop messing with your gut already, stupid glutton…” Berry hissed angrily.

Every touch the insatiable pred gave to her belly made its contents move around and mix even more. One particularly tall wave of sludge almost tossed Berry off her sausage boat, but then a real storm began. Cinnamon winced and let out a long, thunderous belch. Her belly shrank a little and plenty of hot sticky saliva sprayed from her throat all over the table with empty dishes, as well as all over her own swollen gut, making the fur on it all wet and messy.

“Come on… just a little bit… left…” Berry whined.

A powerful stream of smelly air lifted her off the sausage. It brought her so close to the sphincter, leading to the pred’s gullet. She even managed to touch it with her hoof before the predator’s belch ended as well as the air force, lifting her up.

“Ah, shoot, here we go again!” Berry yelled angrily.

She plopped back in the sludge that started shaking even more as the pred raised from the dinner table and began her morning routine. Her bloated belly swayed from side to side with every step she took, giving Berry a hard time as she tried to get on the cookie, floating around her.

“Well, I guess I can always try one more time tomorrow… or the day after that…” Berry murmured, spitting out that sludge which got in her mouth by an accident and looking at the stormy sea of semi-digested food around her with a grumpy face.

Inside Pony Stomach

By: RedNastyFox

For: SlideV

January 10, 2022

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