Dining on Dash
By Lutro
Melonball took a large whiff of the salty air. “Hah… What a nice afternoon.” The plump purple yoshi stretched her arms over her head and yawned with her toes mushing into the sand. “A perfect–” Growwwl. “...Almost perfect day.” She slid a paw down to her gut, pressing into the noisy sagging thing and exhaling, the seawater lapping at her feet. The island of yoshies was vast, gorgeous, and self-sustaining, wild fruits and other plants edible things scattered throughout. But those weren’t enough for Melonball.

As such, the purple yoshi swayed backwards and sat in the sand, gazing up at the sky. Melonball enjoyed this remote section of the beach as it gave her privacy. It also tended to give her first dibs on a particularly tasty species that sometimes made their way over the island, as they flew in from the east. The yoshi’s belly groaned in need once more as she thought about a juicy one soaring overhead.

“Sure hope one of those winged ponies decides to fly on by soon. I’m just wasting away to nothing...”

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“Ugh! Where am I?”

Rainbow Dash’s mood clashed with the bright afternoon that Princess Celestia’s sun bore down on her back. The disgruntled mare glided along at cloud level over the churning ocean waters, barely having to flap her wings due to the intense thermals generated from the ocean below. Usually grateful for such lax flying conditions, Rainbow found herself unusually perturbed. “I’ve been flying forever and haven’t seen so much as a speck of sand, let alone an island! Ugh… Maybe I should’ve kept Pinkie’s invitation. Least that had some kind of a map on it... No way I’m gonna make it to the Remote Relaxation Resort in time!” The pegasus soared along in a foul mood, scanning below for any signs of life or clues to her destination.

“Alright, that’s it!” she exclaimed minutes later, still landless. In an instant the speedster took off, wings beating furiously and methodically, multicolored streak following in her wake. Before, the lazy thermal-riding was leaving Rainbow’s energy largely untapped. Now, just moments after her switch into high gear, she was already sweating and feeling it in her wings. Rainbow was very acclimated to pushing herself, easily ignoring the first gentle signs of fatigue and pushing herself along. She didn’t quite break the sound barrier, but various sea life below would only catch a glimpse of the mare before she was out of site.

5 minutes passed. 10. 20. At 30, Rainbow forced herself to slow down. She panted, dripping in sweat, as she swiveled and searched for signs of land. The afternoon had furthered along to the point where she was shielding her eyes from the sun above and ahead of her. “Come on… there’s gotta be something… anyth– there!” Off to the north, Rainbow spotted a sizable island, not 300 yards away! Rejuvenated, she took off once more in a flash of rainbow, coming to a stop just over the miles-wide tropical island. She hovered several yards above ground, taking in what was quite the sight for sore eyes! The waves licking at white sand; various green trees and floras. Purple dinosaur staring up at the tired pony and hurling a–

“Wuah!” Rainbow yelled as a hollow egg struck her flank while enjoying the view. The distracted pony tumbled down to earth and slammed face-first neatly into hot sand. She growled and pulled her head up, shaking her head to free sand from her mane and spitting more out from her mouth. “Hey!” she shouted over to her assailant. “What gives! You… purple… dragon!” Rainbow hadn’t seen a dragon shaped quite like whatever it was she was looking at before, but it looked pretty close to one.

“What’s the matter? Did I hurt you?” Melonball taunted from afar, slowly lumbering towards Rainbow. The plump yoshi was twice the pony’s height and at least that much as wide. Her tail slowly swayed as she walked, Melonball doing her best to keep herself from openly drooling at the sight of her next meal. A little on the thin side, but she’ll definitely do. Rainbow scoffed.

“You wish!” Rainbow spat back with an intimidating flap of her wings, sending puffs of sand skittering. Melonball smirked as she walked closer, until she was not three feet away from the mare, staring down. Rainbow had a glare to match. “So there a reason you decided to throw a… whatever that was… at me?” Melonball deigned not to answer, so Rainbow stole a glance around the beach to make it what it was she attacked her with. The pony only saw bits and pieces of the projectile strewn about, mostly white, some betraying the same purple hue as that of the creature before her. “If you wanna go at it, just say so!”

Melonball snickered as her tail swished to a gentle stop. “What a feisty thing… No, I don’t want to fight you,” she explained, allowing drool to dribble from her mouth down to the sand in little droplets. “I want to eat you!” Rainbow jerked her head in surprise at that declaration. Before she could respond, Melonball leaned down and licked across Rainbow Dash’s snout, it bunching up in revulsion. Rainbow backpedaled, furiously wiping her muzzle with a hoof while Melonball smacked her lips experimentally. “Mmm… you taste as stringy as you’ll look, but you’ll do juuuust fine.” Rainbow groaned in disgust, looking at the chubby yoshi in a whole new light, as Melonball stared her down like a freshly-baked cake.

“You’re nuts if you think I’m just gonna stand here and let you make a meal outta me!” The was confident she could take down her fat assailant, but knew there were more important things in life than winning. Why risk a fight? “See you later, creep!” Rainbow unfurled her wings and gave them a couple test flaps all while keeping her eyes on the yoshi: The dino was several pony-lengths away and had nothing else to attack with! Rainbow smirked at Melonball and began flying skyward. Without thermals, the fatigued pony had to pump her way into the sky up and back, not turning from the yoshi. Her wings ached but she wasn’t worried. In a few moments the purple predator would be at her tail and out of sight!

Melonball had other plans. “They never learn,” she mumbled to herself. Probably because I never let any of them live to tell about us. Her maw gaped wide open up at the retreating pegasus. Rainbow raised a brow, having forgotten that dragons can in fact breath fire, and wondered if this particular variety was also capable. But what came after her next shocked the mare more: A long, dripping tongue flung from Melonball’s mouth, cracking like a whip and extending like a frog’s! The yoshi tongue slapped against a forehoof and oozed saliva, getting a vice-like grip on the pony! Melonball’s thick tail began to swish as Rainbow went into a yiped and pulled, wings flapping and feathers fluttering to the ground.

“Hey! Let go of me! Get this… Ugh!” Rainbow had slapped the top of the tongue in an improvised chopping motion, only to have other foreleg stuck to the tongue just inches beyond the tongue tip. She beat her wings fast and mightily, but all she got from her exertions was pain from where the tongue was attached. Try as she might, the stuck pegasus couldn’t free herself from the yoshi’s grip. Long trails of drool dripped from Melonball’s chin, her tongue embracing the full flavor of Rainbow Dash. The yoshi closed her eyes and opened her maw wider still, and began to pull the pegasus down from the zenith to her eagerly-awaiting maw.

Rainbow strained her head away from the yanking tongue in a vain effort to pry herself free. Her back muscles were burning hard now, the mare sweating profusely from all the effort she was putting into her escape attempt. The perspiration only egged the yoshi on, Melonball openly moaning at the pegasus’ flavor intensifying. Within the span of a minute Rainbow found herself a couple feet away from the gaping maw of the plump yoshi. Close enough to make out the rippling pulsations of the throat sitting behind the extended tongue and the saliva-coated innards of the maw shining in the sunlight.

“Ahhhhh,” Melonball uttered, her anticipatory groan overshadowed by the grrrrn from her sagging, empty belly. Rainbow struggled and moaned in response, not risking any more limbs getting stuck to that tongue. She started to pant not just from exertion but from pure panic. Her flying wasn’t saving her here, and neither was her strength. Each passing moment left her closer and closer to the dripping cavern. She had to think of something! Even if she had to grip to Melonball’s cheeks when she got close enough. She just had to keep fighting, flapping her wings as hard as–

Splut! One of the unfortunate pony’s wings slapped against the side of the tongue on its latest down-flap. Rainbow Dash froze in mid-air for what felt like forever, before her head snapped back with the force of the tongue yanking her forward. Melonball’s mouth hung open, corners curving into a smile in anticipation. “Yaaaaahhhh!!!” Rainbow cried out in terror, the distance between pony and yoshi closing in the blink of an eye. Her body twisted due to how the tongue was latched to her, stuck wing now leaning towards the yoshi, as her forelimbs slipped through the open yoshi jaws. “I’m not gonn-- mmrrrfpphh!!” The mare’s wing and head followed next, all protests silenced when Melonball’s mouth sealed shut around her latest meal.

The yoshi lowered her head with the pony firmly secured. Her eyes rolled and the amount of drool dripping from her jaws increased, while Rainbow desperately flailed her back half to try and break free. Melonball clamped her jaws down over the pony again and again, softly chewing, squeezing flavor from the panicking pegasus, before shaking her head rapidly. Rainbow gritted her teeth as her body swung back and forth, disoriented with one wing flapping, the other stuck between her head and the inside of the yoshi’s cheek. Melonball slowed her shaking to a stop and sucked more of the pegasus in with a lewd slurp, the base of the other wing slipping between slick lips. Rainbow let out a cry of despair as her other potent wing grew more restricted, only half flicking and fluttering about outside the maw. She continued pedaling her back legs through the air as her tail flicked and snapped at Melonball’s face. The yoshi ignored the pony’s feeble efforts, concentrating instead on her wonderful taste.

“Urgh… this is so gross!” a muffled voice complained from inside the yoshi’s maw. Rainbow could barely see a thing, and her whole world was a slimy, sticky mess of drool and muscle. Melonball slurped all over the mare with her dexterous tongue, slipping it around her chest, down a wing, across her face, to get every inch of flavor Rainbow had to offer. The forelegs formerly attached to the tongue were free from their bindings but were now jammed towards the back of the throat. Rainbow had curled them under her chin and was doing her best to not let one hair get gulped down into the throat. Melonball could’ve polished the pony off immediately, but didn’t want to rush things. She’d waited all day for her food and wasn’t going to scarf it down without thoroughly enjoying it: She wanted to savor it. Rainbow’s ears flicked as loud breathy moans flowed around her, the yoshi clearly enjoying the pegasus’ flavor. The yoshi’s cheeks puffed out more when she wrapped her tongue around Rainbow’s middle and pulled her in deeper. The pony wailed when her head bunched up into the yoshi’s right cheek, her belly sliding between moist jaws and crammed in without care.

Rainbow felt the edges of her cutie marks tickling against yoshi lips: Her butt and hindlegs hung freely, with little leverage to kick and squirm, multicolored tail left to fight alone, flicking and flailing every which way. Melonball murred quietly as her own tail began to swish in delight. The only other thing complaining was her taunted stomach: The big white underside growled and groaned of its own accord, Melonball’s tasting driving it to produce excess amounts of digestive fluids in anticipation for the big meal. These gurgles reached Rainbow Dash’s saliva-coated ears, cutting through her anger and disgust to make her realize that if Melonball gulped her down, she was done for! “Spit me out right now!!” a more panic-laced intonation shouted out as her hindlegs kicked faster. Melonball’s eyes hung half-lidded, not listening at all to her prey anymore. She chewed and swished the pony about in her large yoshi maw, sending the pegasus twisting sideways, where cutie marks embraced top and bottom lips.

An imprint of a panicked pony face outlined one of Melonball’s cheeks as a slithering tongue poked out between the mare’s hindlegs and began coiling around Rainbow’s knees. Once bound, the yoshi yanked the legs inward, Rainbow letting out a surprised gasp feeling her hinds bunched up under her stomach. Her breaths grew more shallow and quick, the less warm, salty air she felt on her body. “Let me out! S-stop!” she cried, feeling that tongue of Melonball’s slip out once more, spooning over the top of her sleek rump and coiling inward. The mare could only flick and swish her tail as she felt her rear end sucked in between the jaws. Melonball slathered drool over the pony as the last of her body vanished from view, final few inches of tail flicking comically about and dripping in slobber before it too got slurped in.

The plump yoshi’s bulging cheeks gently jiggled as she chewed and savored her protesting pony meal. Rainbow could no longer tell up from down, squished and slathered and tongue tied every which way for what felt like forever. She caught the occasional glimpse of a gullet as Melonball’s lips smacked open and closed, softly chewing away at the pony. The yoshi kept this up until her belly demanded satisfaction. The sagging organ practically bellowed in Rainbow’s ears, and felt her head suddenly shunted towards the source of the ominous sounds! Her muzzle jammed into the tight gullet, leaving her unable to form words. “Mmmmmpph!” she squealed, Melonball smiling slightly as she positioned her tongue. Rainbow felt the strong muscle press up against her backside. Her eyes widened in the darkness and she tried to stop her descent, but the pegasus couldn’t do anything but wriggle vainly. Melonball flicked her head up and pushed with her tongue to swallow the pony whole. The thick, squelching GLURK rang in Rainbow Dash’s ears as the yoshi’s cheeks deflated. A wriggling, protesting bulge emerged in Melonball’s neck as the pony was devoured, the lumpy distentions swiftly squeezed down until they disappeared among the chubbiness of Melonball’s gut. The mare sloshed into the stomach noisily, Melonball’s gut swaying and ballooning out some before settling still.

“Aahhhhooorrrrp!” Melonball belched, sending feathers and fur of all colors spraying across the sand, her lengthy tongue smacking over lips. She rubbed into her distended belly and swayed her tail in a great arc back and forth, pudgy bellyfat protruding back behind her legs and under her tail some. She casually began walking for home, filled belly gurgling and groaning around its latest occupant and swaying side to side. Rainbow felt every sway and jostle from the gut, along with every pat and prod Melonball gave herself.

“She… she ate me...” Rainbow whimpered, blind in the dripping, gurgling yoshi belly. The compact space left Rainbow little room to move, the mare trying to shift and shimmy up out of the acids tickling around her butt and tail and hindlegs. But between the yoshi’s gut swaying to and fro and the tightness, the pegasus only succeeded in further coating herself in the slime. “L-let me out! Please!” Melonball heard her meal cry out and summarily ignored her. As she toddled, the occasional hoof imprinted on her round belly. 

Melonball snickered and reached into her mouth to pluck an errant feather free. The yoshi licked her lips and continued her trip home. Rainbow pleaded and moaned from within, words mostly muted by the stomach walls and overshadowed by the noisy grumblings of the belly. By the time the yoshi was halfway home, the pleads became outright squeals and cries as digestion was kicked up a notch. She paused and suddenly leaned forward, thick tail hiked for counterbalance. The yoshi spewed a long, rumbling burp that culminated in a thick splotch of fur and feathers splattering to the ground below. Melonball wiped her mouth, licked her lips, and plodded onward. There were still occasional bumps and pony noises from her belly, but the roiling progress of digestion far overpowered them. Minutes later there were no movements or sounds from the pony at all: She’d been completely overtaken by the yoshi’s active stomach.

The chubby purple yoshi made it home, the remainder of her journey uneventful. The former speedster pegasus was nothing but a meal for her now, and Melonball would be just as hungry for fresh meat – pony or otherwise – the next day. For the evening, however, she was content. Now home, Melonball laid down on her side, a still-churning gut sprawling out along the ground before her. It was flat against the ground and pushed out every other possible direction, forcing her legs to splay as the plumpness sat between them. Her tail lazily inched back and forth in a contented, lazy sway, as a paw rested atop her belly with a watery thump.

Rainbow Dash never made it back to Ponyville, her journey to a resort ending in the hot confines of a gluttonous yoshi belly. The pony was churned and digested down to a nutritious stew for Melonball, and despite her sleekness, added a bit of overall pudge to the proud purple yoshi. Melonball drifted off to sleep with the aftertaste of Rainbow Dash lingering on her tongue.