Two Into One

They laid comfortably against a feather-stuffed mattress, huddled close for each other’s warmth in the cool autumn eve. A broad, grey pegasus and a smaller, earth pony mare; facing one another, bonding over gentle teases and passionate kisses.

“Love you, Grey,” the smaller mare whispered to the larger.

“I love you too, Cindy,” the larger stallion whispered back.

“I want you inside me,” she muttered as she reached up to nibble his ear.

“I want you wh- you… Really? What?” his cheeks prickled as they started to burn red.

She smiled gently, “Let me eat you, silly,”

“Oh well gosh that seems tame by compariso- wait, eat me?” he spluttered, making to get up.

“I want you inside me,” she repeated. Her teeth sunk into his ear just to accentuate her desires, halting Grey’s escape in the process. “I just want to gobble you right up. Right now.” Cindy’s voice was teasing, but insistent.

Grey laid there for a few moments, mulling over the idea in his head, bemused. Eat him? That’s like cannibalism or something, surely? And wouldn’t it hurt? Then again, it’s not like she’s going to hurt him purposefully, is she? Still, that was a strange request to get, even moreso totally unprovoked like that. But…

He planted a gentle lick and a kiss upon her tender cheek, “Trust me to fall in love with a predator pony,” he smiled and nodded his consent, “I never should have said I’d do anything for you, should I?”

Cindy’s head dipped. A grin spread across her sweet little face as she gnawed upon his ear, “You probably shouldn’tve; just look where it got you,”

“Dinner…” he muttered as his dear girlfriend’s maw stretched over his ears and mane, “I hope I’m tasty at least?”

He didn’t get a response. Instead he was greeted by Cindy’s tongue as it licked over his goggles and muzzle, lubricating him up ready for the feeding to come. Her hooves slowly wrapped around him, squeezing him into a tight hug.

“Damn I love you so much…” Grey purred as his head was unceremoniously pushed into Cindy’s gluttonous maw. Darkness. He smiled, saliva coating his head as it filled out her cheeks, her teeth gently nibbling and teasing at the collar around his neck. Here she procrastinated a while longer, preparing for the stallion a la carte she was about to devour; lumbering up for the big moment.

With concentrated determination she stretched her jaw wide and deposited Grey’s chest and shoulders within. Not even flesh could stifle the grunt made as his head was pushed further into her throat, painfully straining the mare’s own collar as it struggled to contain their two necks. He could not complain however: her tongue brushed his fuzzy chest in the most pleasant of ways, her hooves embraced his sides, and her breath warmed his body; a blissfulness gone unexperienced until now.

With another strained gulp she pulled him in further, her red, leather collar bursting free as it was defeated by Grey’s broad shoulders passing through it. Her neck bulged as a birdhorse larger than her entire body moved slowly through a hole built for a diet of grass and flowers, not live meat. He nuzzled affectionately into the side of her throat. His feathery wings butted up to her lips and tickled against Cindy’s nose, her muffled moan cut short by the giggling it soon brought on. She countered by neatly folded his wings and shoving them into her muzzle.

With a gentle, pleasured sigh, Grey felt his head poke into her stomach. It was spacious in here – compared to having spent the last several minutes in her oesophagus, anyway – but it was just as pleasantly wet, warm and dark. Her tongue licked across his belly, his plump middle pressing to her lips, begging them for entry.

Gladly she obliged, her hooves tugging him off the floor as she crammed her mouth full. Her belly grew, squirming with the half a pegasus now residing within it. She moaned as he moved, each wiggle like a little massage emanating from within, comforting her taut flesh. This just spurned Cindy on, her tongue slurping up his hooves as if they were spaghetti, taking his fetlocks in her maw and teasing her tongue over them before sacrificing the whole lot to her stomach.

Grey grunted as his legs joined him, her belly stretched so far as to hit the ground – taking him with it. She took a deep breath and collapsed, just flopping against her own engorged girth, moaning and mumbling in pleasure, her hooves gently wandering over the expanse of red fuzz spread below her. Inside, Grey was doing very much the same. Though forced to curl up from the claustrophobic conditions, he spared no effort in planting nuzzles and kisses against the moist confines of her stomach, whispering hushed letters of love to his voracious valentine.

They stayed there together, muttering sweet nothing to each other; Grey unable to move and Cindy unwilling. Grey teasing Cindy that next time she would be the one on the menu, Cindy teasing back that she could run quicker than he could, Grey responding that he liked fast food and so on and so forth. Mutually they agreed that they should be together, be that hoof in hoof or one stuffed haphazardly inside the other.

“I love you, honey,” Cindy muttered as night fell, nuzzling gently into herself.

Grey nuzzled back against the wall of her stomach, “Love you too, sweetie.”