Three colorful ponies trotted out of Equestria proper on a bright and sunny afternoon. Rainbow Dash had made sure that the weather ponies did not schedule so much as a drop of rain for such an occasion. She, Fluttershy (who was anything but eager), and Pinkie Pie were traveling together, on Rainbow’s insistence, to hang out with one of the blue pegasus’ dear friends. “Relax, Fluttershy. I told you, Gilda’s cool!” she assured, looking behind to the cowering yellow pegasus, grinning. “Don’t let her size intimidate you! If anything, you’ll be glad to get to know her better. If anything else would show up and try and attack, she’d flatten them!”
“Oh I’d pay to see that!” Pinkie, who’d taken to pronking over walking, interjected. She seemed completely on Rainbow’s side, eager to have a good time with a relatively new friend, though she did bounce alongside Fluttershy, patting the nervous pony on the head. “We’ll all be there together, Fluttershy, no worries!”
“I… guess…” Fluttershy relented, though worry was still etched across her brow. Rainbow, however, seemed satisfied, turning back to face their walk head-on, and hiding a knowing smirk from her friends. While Rainbow Dash had spent a lot of time with Gilda already, the others had only seen her from a distance. Which wasn’t difficult given her size. The griffons of Equestria and beyond where quite a bit larger than ponies, standing thrice their height and length, and at least twice as wide. Griffons weren’t the nicest of species, and seldom interacted with ponies, though there were rather terrible stories that floated about the various pony towns. Stories that Rainbow Dash had been trying to convince her friends for weeks that were simply untrue.
“Oh puh-lease!” she’d scoff whenever the subject was broached among her friends, not long after one of them had gone missing. “Griffons don’t eat ponies. That’s ridiculous!”
Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy, after a lot of convincing from Rainbow Dash, had finally relented and sought to meet Gilda. After all, if they could get to know her, perhaps that would be the first step in ponies getting along with the giant fierce-looking fliers? Nervous as she was, Fluttershy had that spark of optimism with her, even though she quivered with every step behind Rainbow on her way to meet Gilda. Pinkie Pie, despite her outward appearance, harbored a bit of survival instinct-based suspicion as well. The pink earth pony, though, never turned down an opportunity to try and make a new friend, and had completely bought into Rainbow’s convincing. Gilda was Rainbow’s friend, after all. Why couldn’t she be friends to her friends, expanding the network of friends?!
The trio of ponies were well out of sight of Ponyville when Rainbow came to a stop. The other two followed suit, Pinkie bouncing in place and Fluttershy huddling behind the two of them. Pinkie spied a large picnic blanket that could house at least a dozen ponies. It didn’t have a thing on it yet. “Is that for us?”
“Yup! This is where we’re gonna meet for a picnic!” Rainbow affirmed. Pinkie happily sprung over to the blanket and plopped down on it. Rainbow giggled and made her way over with a flick of the tail, but paused mid-way, peeking over her shoulder. “C’mon Fluttershy. It’s just a picnic with a new friend!” Fluttershy pawed at the dirt path with her head down, mumbling noncommittally. She yelped when the stalemate suddenly broke, scooted forward by Pinkie Pie who pushed from behind.
“Don’t worry Fluttershy. It’s just like Rainbow says!” she said brightly once they were aboard the blanket. She beamed to Fluttershy to encourage her shy friend, and it seemed to placate the mare somewhat. After Pinkie sat, Fluttershy followed suit, huddling against the earth pony. As bright as Pinkie’s optimism was, that didn’t stop Fluttershy’s mind from frothing with worry. Rainbow nodded in satisfaction once her friends seemed accepting, and joined the pair, scanning the skies for Gilda. In total the three only took up a small portion of the picnic blanket, the rest obviously intended for Rainbow’s rather large friend. Fluttershy took note of this, and couldn’t help but shudder. She squeaked when something suddenly touched her back! But it was just Pinkie Pie, giving her friend a comforting pat on the back. “It’s okay Fluttershy, really! Your friends are here for you!” Rainbow turned from her scanning of the skies and nodded briefly.
“I… Y-you’re right. I should calm down,” Fluttershy admitted. She took a deep breath and settled, using the plumper pink pony to lean against. She’d almost calmed down before nearly jumping out of her horseshoes when Rainbow suddenly shouted.
“There she is!” Rainbow said a little too excitedly, multi-colored tail flicking across the blanket. Fluttershy put a hoof to her chest and took short deep breaths, all three pony heads now craned skyward. A piercing bird of prey’s cry echoed through the zenith as a small dot on the horizon began to grow. The cloudless (and pegasus-free) sky made it easy for all three to track the incoming griffon. The small figure approaching grew larger and larger, wide wingspan flickering past the sun that was just starting to creep towards late afternoon. Fluttershy tried to say something, but fitful squeaks were all that poured from her stuttering lips, the size of griffons always a point of intimidation. Gilda’s full size bore down on the pony trio when she fell into a dive, angling her wings and tucking her large talons up against her plumage. Gilda expertly landed square on the large picnic blanket with a massive jolt through the ground. Rainbow, expecting the usual, hovered a few inches up and landed delicately. Fluttershy had fell head-over-tail and was left prone on her back. Pinkie’s head jostled back and forth, blue eyes swirling, but otherwise remained sat where she was.
“Sup, Dash?” Gilda’s voice boomed, the griffon smirking at Pinkie and Fluttershy. “Ready to get this rad picnic off the ground?” She raised a massive yellow talon to Rainbow and formed a fist. Rainbow hoof-bumped it in kind and did an aerial flip before landing, helping a fidgeting Fluttershy up.
“You know it!” she said, dusting the flinching Fluttershy off. She turned to her friends. “See, what’d I tell ya? Gilda’s good!”
Pinkie Pie narrowed her eyes and leaned her now-steady head forward, leering straight up at Gilda. The griffon leered back, frowning some, anticipating a challenge. Then in a blink, Pinkie Pie burst out in a giggle and pronked over to Gilda, grasping her still-dangling talon in two hooves and vigorously shaking it. “She’s right! Nice to finally meet another friend!”
Gilda stifled a growl and put on another smile. She pulled her talon away from the eager earth pony and ran it through her feathers. Gilda had seen the pink pony before, from a distance when visiting Rainbow previously, but even she knew she couldn’t stand her. “Right right, sure, whatever.” Gilda took a seat, haunches thumping against the earth and toppling poor Fluttershy once again. “So, we havin’ this picnic or what, Dash? Haven’t had a bite all day.”
Pinkie Pie gasped. “That’s right! We didn’t bring any food!” she bounded over to Rainbow and got in her face, snouts scrunching against one-another. “How could you forget the food, Rainbow? That’s like the whole point of a friendly picnic!”
Rainbow laughed, clearly used to the complete and utter lack of personal space Pinkie Pie afforded friends and strangers alike. She gently peeled away from the panicked earth pony, budging her snout away with a hoof. “Pinkie Pie, you know me better than that. I didn’t forget the food!” They heard a soft, quiet cough behind them. Almost silent. Rainbow, Pinkie, and Gilda all blinked and turned to look at Fluttershy, who was now laying couchant on the blanket and doing her best to hide from Gilda behind her long mane.
“I um, could go get it for you then, Rainbow?” she offered. “Did you stow it all away up on some cloud to make sure no animals got into it?” The nervous Fluttershy would use any opportunity to get away from the towering griffon. She could’ve sworn she saw a glint in Gilda’s eyes, one that she saw in many a wild animal as it closed in on its prey… but she shook her head and looked back to Rainbow. “I-if you’re ready to eat now of course…” She was disappointed when Rainbow shook her head.
“Don’t worry about it Fluttershy,” Rainbow waved off, “I have it all taken care of.” Pinkie Pie seemed to accept this answer, her manic energy deflating as she flumped back on her haunches. Fluttershy smiled meekly, but froze stiff when a large tuft of brown hair flowed over her whole body: Gilda had snaked her thick tail over to the lounging pegasus, and was slowly stroking the tip over back.
“That’s right, little pegasus,” Gilda grinned, “Rainbow’s got today’s picnic all sorted out. So you and Pinkie over there can just relax already.” Though Gilda remained composed, she could not control her stomach. A very suspicious growl emanated from the brown-furred belly. Pinkie looked from it and up to Gilda, giving a stink-eye… Was that a bit of drool seeping from the edge of that sharp beak of hers?
“Wow Gilda, you must be starving!” Pinkie said, still staring. “What do griffons usually eat anyways?”
Gilda rolled her shoulders in a shrug. “Oh you know, pony food.” Rainbow couldn’t help but snicker.
“Pony food?” Pinkie was surprised to hear that. “Well we certainly have plenty of that in Ponyville!”
“You sure do,” Gilda said with a lick of her beak. “I don’t go there often during the day but after I leave I can tell ya: I’m stuffed.” She laughed, and Pinkie giggled along with her. Fluttershy, however, stood up and backed several paces away, to the edge of the blanket.
“What kind of… pony food?”
“Oh you know, I’m not a picky griffon,” Gilda said, getting up and taking the couple steps necessary to close in on the retreating Fluttershy, who wilted under the shadow cast by the griffon. Gilda’s tail swayed behind her, and Fluttershy recognized the sort of behavior the griffon was exhibiting. Her ears still bolted upright, though, when she heard the confirmation. “Pegasi, earth ponies, unicorns. They’re all delicious.”
“What?!” Pinkie Pie hollered. At the same time Fluttershy let out a scream of fright, as a large griffon talon clasped around her middle and thrust her to the ground. Gilda’s head snapped over to look at Pinkie, who tried an unexpected maneuver to scramble under Gilda to escape, she felt a tug on her tail and was halted. She looked back to see Rainbow, hoof pinning her tail to the blanket, smiling serenely at her. “Rainbow–” Pinkie started, but gasped when Gilda simply sat down atop the earth pony, huge hind paw squishing down to the earth pony’s belly in particular. Pinkie squealed when her lower half was caught pinned on her back and staring up at the growling griffon belly.
“R-R-Rainbow Dash…?” Fluttershy, trapped and squirming in Gilda’s grip, tearfully whimpered. Rainbow, cocky as ever, walked over to Fluttershy and shared a smirk with her griffon friend. “H-how could you?” To her shock, Rainbow shrugged as if nothing were amiss.
“What? Told you we were going for a picnic with a griffon. I can’t help it that they eat ponies.” She shared a grin with Gilda, and many fleeting thoughts raced through Rainbow’s head. Or how hot it is… Better them than me, though! Rainbow spread her wings and hovered up above to be eye-level with Gilda, who was openly staring down at the pinned Fluttershy and looking longingly, hungrily at her. “They’re all yours!”
“Awesome.” Pinkie Pie hollered out in hopes that anypony would hear or see their plight, but it appeared Rainbow Dash deliberately chose quite the secluded area! There was nopony around for miles, on the ground or in the air, probably in part to a griffon sighted in the area. Ponies, for good reason, kept their distance whenever one of them was flying about. Pinkie Pie tried beating her hooves up against Gilda, but she found herself gasping for air when the griffon shifted back and forth on her haunches, the pinning hind paw crushing the wind out of the earth pony and thus realigning her present priorities. In contrast, Gilda had to do little to restrain the pegasus she had in claw, with Fluttershy shivering and practically wilting in her grasp.
Gilda returned her gaze to said pegasus, and lifted her up off the ground, holding her between herself and the still-hovering Rainbow Dash. Her eyes pierced Fluttershy’s shivering gaze, and a smile formed on that beak. “About time too. I’m starving.” Gilda leaned her head forward, opening her beak and letting stale griffon breath waft over Fluttershy. The pegasus squealed squeakily as her head was brought forward, just enough for the avian tongue – a soft, thick muscle that tapered off to a point at the end – slithered out the beak and slurped noisily over Fluttershy’s face and muzzle. Fluttershy coughed and sputtered, shivering in disgust as the slimy slobber coated her fur. The whimpering Fluttershy sputtered and coughed against the heaps of saliva poured over her, with excess draining down over her body and the grasping claw, dripping to the blanket below.
“P-please… R-Rainbow…” Fluttershy managed through a whimpering sputter. The blue pegasus, however, had her mind on other things.
Rainbow ignored her friends’ shared plight and landed on all fours, staring up at the griffon tasting and salivating over the pegasus in her grasp. Rainbow’s leg shivered when the huge mouth opened wide, dragging the full girth of the tongue up and down the whimpering Fluttershy and matting down most of her fur in sticky drool. Rainbow’s tail twitched, eyes locked into the dripping maw, and the mare’s nethers tingled and twitched at the sight. Gilda shifted her grip to Fluttershy’s flowing pink tail, leaving the drenched mare dripping and dangling as the tongue continued to taste and prod. “That’s it, Gilda… Eat her up…” Rainbow mumbled, mostly to herself, and starting to get wet from the pleasant sight.
Gilda caught sight of her friend figuratively melting before her, and laughed. “You’re so easy to tease, Dash,” she remarked, pausing to look down at the squirming, protesting pink pony beneath her hind. She quelled Pinkie Pie’s protests with a firm compression of her paw, shifting her weight to that side. Pinkie let out a rasping gasp and had to fight to stay conscious, the crushing weight leaving her precious room to breathe! Having muted the pink pony, Gilda returned to the quivering lump of meat in her claw, and licked her beak. “About time we got this picnic started,” she murmured. Fluttershy’s eyes widened when Gilda drew her towards her beak by the tail, tongue lapping up between her hind legs and dragging across Fluttershy’s presented rear end.
“R-Rainbow! D-d-don’t let her eat me!” Fluttershy wailed at the volume of a rather distressed mouse.
“That’s…” Rainbow, who was sweating slightly, and licking her lips, “exactly what I’m gonna let her do, Fluttershy. And I’m gonna help her.” Rainbow let out a sensual moan when the grinning griffon’s maw opened up wide, far wider than it had to be, and angled fidgeting hindlegs towards it. “N-nothin’ quite like seeing someone disappear down her throat, after all.”
Fluttershy, in a last desperate attempt to save her hide, turned her quivering gaze over to the hungry griffon instead. “P-please don’t eat me…” Gilda let out an open-mouth chuckle, hot air puffing over the doomed pegasus. Fluttershy’s fidgeting legs splatted onto the waiting tongue, and with a firm tug of her tail, was suddenly shunted hooves-first straight back into the maw! Fluttershy wailed pathetically when the massive beak clamped down on her butt, the talon letting go of the tail at that moment. The pink thing drizzled over Gilda’s beak, and with a snort she blew it off, while dragging her tongue up around the devoured hinds. Fluttershy flapped her wings in terror, trying to pull free, but the griffon grip was way too strong for that to accomplish anything other than the shedding of loose feathers. Pinkie Pie, witnessing one of her best friends getting eaten alive before her eyes, let out a shriek of her own and redoubled her efforts to escape and help. Gilda, not thinking about Pinkie at all, simply shifted her weight back and forth in her seat, compressing Pinkie against the picnic blanket again and again. The anaconda-sized griffon tail swayed against the blanket and grass, with the tuft brushing against the quivering Pinkie Pie once or twice. Fluttershy’s yells devolved into unintelligible whimpering, half-begging not to be eaten, half-pleading to the unobstructed Rainbow Dash to rescue her. But the blue pegasus just stood there, tail swishing, eyes glued to the giant griffon maw.
Gilda brought one of her massive sharp talons to the front of the flailing Fluttershy, who froze at the sight of it. One claw was brandish towards her, Fluttershy letting out a stuttering whimper as she clenched her eyes shut. Gilda pressed the blunt end of it up against Fluttershy’s chest, Not harming a hair on her hide, and gently pushed. That was all that was needed to usher the mare deeper in to the beak and have her rump slide inward and across the eager wide tongue. Gilda pushed her deeper, ignoring the despaired wailing of Pinkie Pie, and softly chewed around in the incoming pony with a murmur of delight. Gilda chomped her beak down around Fluttershy’s chest, trapping her mane against her back, and leaving her her forelegs and head dangling. “R-Rainbow!” Fluttershy cried out, sounding even more desperate. It was clear even to her now, though, that her fellow pegasus was lost in the moment. Rainbow Dash’s pink eyes were unfocused, the pony practically starting to pant at the sight of Fluttershy being devoured. She shivered as a tingle roared from her nethers, the pussy lips between Rainbow’s flanks starting to glisten. Rainbow opened her wings and woozily hovered upward, towards the drooling Griffon beak. Fluttershy saw a drip from Rainbow’s snatch as she flew, but was hoping that Rainbow was finally pulling her free? That hope was trashed when Rainbow hovered in front of her and put her hooves against Fluttershy’s shoulders, with Gilda’s knowing eyes bearing down on the two. Fluttershy couldn’t move her head much, with her mane trapped in the maw, and shuddered at the touch of hooves and the tongue within lathering and coiling around her prone naked form. “R-Rainbow, no!”
Rainbow Dash gave Fluttershy a sultry grin, and started to push. Fluttershy’s forelegs wiggled vainly as she was ushered backwards, already feeling her hind legs press to the back of the throat and start to dip down into the hungry gullet. Gilda opened her beak wide to allow Rainbow to do what she was doing, pools of slobber drizzling down over both ponies and exposing the glistening tongue and drool-coated pony to the world once more. Rainbow hardly had to exert any energy to force Fluttershy backwards further still, her butt sinking down the throat with an open-mouth GLP ringing in everyone’s ears. Pinkie Pie, exhausted from the struggle, renewed her efforts at hearing that swallow. Gilda wiggled the toes of her crushing hind above Pinkie, and pressed down on her like a pedal, extinguishing her protests once more. The griffon hung her beak open and head forward, allowing Rainbow Dash to do all the work. The mare was all-too-happy to send Fluttershy down into that pulsating throat. Fluttershy felt so dirty and disgusted, coated in all that stale-smelling drool, though her terror was overpowering those unclean feelings as her backside sank further down the throat, bulging the feathered neck out slightly. The panicking pegasus pounded against the tongue when her chin splatted against it, Rainbow’s looming expression feeling like the ultimate betrayal: She should be pulling Fluttershy out, not coaxing her back towards the griffon’s throat! Fluttershy writhed and squealed pathetically, while Rainbow, rump hunched higher than her body with glistening lips nestled under her tail, licked her lips and shoved Fluttershy all the way to the back of her throat. After that, Rainbow regretfully backed up out of the yawning griffon maw. Fluttershy’s view of the world became obstructed by dripping drool, and the large beak slowly collapsing closed in front of her. “N-noooo!” she squealed, trying and failing to grip against the tongue for dear life. Said tongue suddenly sprung upward, cutting off Fluttershy’s view of a smirking Rainbow and the rest of Equestria, the thick muscle cupping up over her head, tip rubbing over her back.
CHMP!
“Mppph! Hlllp!”
GLRK!
“O-ohh…” Rainbow moaned when she saw and heard Fluttershy get swallowed. Her whole body trembled in delight, and she landed roughly as she heard her friend squelch down towards Gilda’s awaiting, growling belly. Pinkie Pie had tears running down her face and was pressed right up near the brown-furred gut. She let out a yelp when Fluttershy’s bulge slorsh’d into the stomach, the taut tummy bulging out ever-so-slightly against the trapped earth pony. “Fluttershy!” Pinkie’s lamentations overpowered any noise Fluttershy could hope to make, even if her pleadings weren’t muffled by Gilda’s stomach and the groans it emanated. Gilda chuckled and shifted her weight down on Pinkie, who became immersed in a sea of belly fur, squashed up against an equally-compressed devoured pegasus.
Fluttershy could hardly breathe. It was bad enough being squeezed down the tight nasty flesh of the esophagus, past meals reaching her senses and drool forcing her downward. The maw that had swallowed her quickly vanished behind a sea of muscle, though she’d tried to scrabble her forehooves up towards it in vain. When her hinds and butt made it to the end, she felt even stickier, putrid fluids clinging to her hide, as her backside along with the rest of her were messily deposited into the cramped belly. Her whole world was darkness, flesh, and molasses-like fluids washing about her, with some excess slobber pouring over top from the sealed sphincter of the griffon’s belly. Fluttershy sputtered and shuddered, feathers loosened and floating along the surface of the stomach acids that had begun to burble to life. “Help… Help!” she cried to herself in the pitch-black climate, shakily shifting her weight back and forth as if the smallest disruption would cause Gilda to release her. She lost what little breath she had when Gilda flattened Pinkie, and she could feel her friend squirming through the walls of the belly and griffon hide. Fluttershy hiccuped out a sob as she began to weakly beat against the fleshy walls, trying to block out of her mind the gross fluids completely coating her already-soaked body. But when those intrusive thoughts didn’t return, her only other heartbreaking emotion was one of betrayal. “Rainbow… why…?”
She and Pinkie Pie were on the same wavelength. “How could you?!” a muffled screech from below the griffon roared out. Rainbow looked down to see four flailing pink legs beneath a tummy bulge that squirmed with much less fervor. A puffy pink tail swiped back and forth along the blanket, Pinkie going nuts at hearing and feeling her friend scrunched up in Gilda’s gut, with all the subtle noises of the belly added to the mix. Gilda scoffed and reached under herself, gripping to that tail and forcefully yanking Pinkie free. The earth pony gasped as she found herself in a position similar to Fluttershy, dangling in front of the large griffon head with golden eyes leering down at her. “Don’t worry, you annoying pink prick. You’re gettin’ the same treatment. Stop whining.”
Pinkie seemed to do anything but. She took a swing at Gilda, who easily raised her head out of the way, and a babbling incoherent stream of curses, mostly at Rainbow but also at the griffon eating them up, poured from her mouth. Gilda tolerated this for about 5 seconds before callously tossing Pinkie Pie up through the air and tipping her head back. Pinkie only stopped her tirade when she found herself careening towards a yawning griffon maw head first. Her words became a shriek that was cut off when the beak clamped down over her chest. Rainbow murred at the sight of the plump earth pony backside kicking and squirming, half-embedded in her best friend’s beak, translucent pre running down her hind legs. Pinkie hollered and squealed against the thick tongue dragging up under her chin, and felt like she was going to be packed away in an instant!
Gilda, however, wasn’t going to let Pinkie Pie off the hook like that so easily. She slurped and tasted around Pinkie’s pudgy frame, dragging her inward up to her belly, then griped around her hindlegs with a single large claw and schlurped her out. The earth pony mare, muzzled quivering, eyes bulging, tears streaking down her cheeks to mingle with the slobber that coated the bulk of her, hyperventilated. Before she could catch her breath the jaws opened wide again. “No no nono no– SCHLMP mmmmfff!!!” Gilda murmured delightfully around her second treat of the day, beak chomping further ahead as she suckled on the pink former farm pony like rock candy. Rainbow couldn’t get her wings to work quite right while enjoying the show, so settled for just standing there a moment while Gilda lewdly pulled Pinkie Pie outward, to the point where just her muzzle was trapped in the beak, then forced down into it again. Rainbow shuddered when a small gulp took down Pinkie’s head, and her protests were silenced completely. But she was dragged outward once more, dragged along the big griffon tongue along the way, and pulled out completely. The panting pony, mane completely drenched and lacking any style, still catching her breath, was looking straight to the ground in terror at what she’d just been put through.
“Mmm…” Gilda slurped around her beak, taking Pinkie around her middle with her other claw and using the other to caress the shivering earth pony butt. “That animal geek of yours was tender and tasty but you… Sweet and plump. Plus it’ll finally shut you up.” Pinkie Pie wailed when that thick griffon tongue slurped up against her pink pudgy belly. Gilda Licked her beak after and murmured contently. She looked at Rainbow Dash, who was a quivering mess on the picnic blanket for entirely different reasons. “You sure can pick ‘em, Dash. After finishing with this annoying idiot,” she emphasized with a squeeze, making Pinkie gasp, “I’ll take care of your ‘needs’, heheheh.”
“S-sure thing Gilda,” Rainbow, blushing from her own heated state, nodded.
“W-wait! D-d-don’t eat me Gilda! Please PLEASE don’t!” Pinkie Pie was all about self preservation at that point, at the moment not remembering that her feathered friend was stewing away in the griffon stomach below. Nothing would encourage that memory as Gilda twisted her claw to angle the dangled hind hooves and tail right for the beak, spreading it wide and closing her eyes serenely. “NO! Rainbow, stop her!”
“S-sorry Pinkie,” Rainbow, clearly not meaning those words, mumbled. She took flight, slowly beating her wings and reaching a hoof under her hinds to stimulate herself. “Y-you’re griffon grub I guess. Not like I could stop her anyway… m-mrrr...” The blushing Rainbow Dash observed Pinkie get dropped right into a yawning griffon beak. Her squeal petered off with a gasp when the beak clamped shut, the earth pony rump and belly squashed and squeezed tightly. Drool flecked out of the beak in strands and the tongue quickly slipped past the chest and up to Pinkie’s chin. The terrified pony flailed her four legs – which had managed to stick out the sides of the beak – in a panicked swimming motion. “N-no no nononono! Don’t eat me!” Gilda scrunched her beak even more tightly, and Pinkie could no longer call out, gasping for breath instead. The overbearing griffon completely dominated the pink pony, sloshing her backside this way and that in the maw, and squirming her beak around the fragile pony body. Pinkie groaned in disgust when the tongue washed over her face and left not a hair of fur uncovered in the stale, dripping drool. Her hindlegs flickered and flailed before they were dragged inward, Pinkie feeling her tail slip down into the gullet and grip to it tightly. Her eyes bulged from her sockets when the natural, instinctive acts to swallow pulled her inward, away from freedom, towards the awaiting gullet. “Nooo– mfmfmhhrmph!!!”
Gilda casually chewed around her second pony meal of the day. The beak noisily smacked open and shut, with flecks of Pinkie and the active tongue being visible to the horny Rainbow Dash for instants at a time. Every smack of the beak loosed more saliva, and brought Rainbow that much closer to climax. Gilda in particular enjoyed putting Pinkie Pie in her place. At least the yellow one wasn’t this annoying. The muffled squeals and soft, squishy nature of the fatter earth pony made her groan in delight… and her belly gurgle in anticipation. The trapped Fluttershy held tightly in that belly felt those acids burble around her, eliciting an unheard shriek from below. Gilda flicked her tail casually and wriggled her tongue up against the entire underside of Pinkie, before dragging its tip around her neck. Pinkie Pie made a desperate grab for anything to prevent her from getting swallowed, but another ULK pulled the rest of her tail down the throat, along with the edges of her butt. Her hindlegs were thrust forward and remained planted on the tongue as her rump disappeared down the gullet. The instant Gilda felt it, she slowly yawned her beak wide, largely for the benefit of Rainbow Dash. Pinkie Pie drew in deep, desperate breaths, her mane a disaster and part of her snug down the griffon gullet.
“R-R-Rainbow… p-please… W-we’re friends!” The earth pony was splayed along the tongue, exhaustion preventing her from lifting away from the gross slimy muscle. Rainbow silently hovered forward, and proceeded to do exactly what she’d done to Fluttershy. Pinkie Pie hiccuped a sob and a gasp when she felt her hooves press against her forehead, working in tandem with the soft, consistent swallows from behind. “NO! D-DOON’T!” Pinkie yelled, beating her forelegs against the tongue and trying to reach for the edge of the beak to anchor herself. She managed to get one, but Rainbow rapidly disengaged it, and Pinkie suddenly slurched backwards, her wail accompanying a gullet-shifting GLUCK that pulled more than half her her down. Her hindlegs, bent awkwardly, pressed against her sides as they disappeared along with her belly and chest, leaving Pinkie down to her neck with her forelegs straddling her own head. Rainbow was more than halfway into that beak herself, voluntarily settling onto that wide, inert tongue and straddling the thing. Gilda chuckled, hot breath wafting over both ponies, with only one of them enjoying it.
“A-alright Gilda, time for your main course,” Rainbow said, biting her lip in anticipation. Pinkie gave Rainbow a confused glance when the beak gently sealed shut around Rainbow, the mare’s wet pussy and the rest of her rear protruding. Rainbow’s wings were splayed against the tongue with her hind legs hanging limply from the maw. Her tail was wildly swaying as her netherlips twitched and gyrated of their own accord, the dam ready to burst. There was just enough light for Pinkie to see Rainbow reach forward with a single hoof and press it roughly against her head. “Adios, Pinkie,” Pinkie smirked.
Then Rainbow shoved.
Pinkie Pie let out an incomprehensible scream when her head was forced down into the gullet, disappearing behind the slobber-drenched flesh with a powerful, ear-ringing GULP!Her twitching forelegs followed without incident, the earth pony completely devoured. Her squirming curves filtered down the sighing Gilda’s neck as swiftly as her first meal. Rainbow, seeing and hearing Pinkie devoured before her eyes, and having been the one to give her that last shove, could take no more. Gilda slipped her tongue out and slathered it up across Rainbow’s butt and pussy, the mare blowing her load and squirting femcum freely, tail hiked. Such ecstasy roared through Rainbow that she didn’t even quite hear the squeals far beyond the gullet, where Fluttershy had looked up just in time for a pink squirming pony rump to come crashing down on her. Gilda lowered her head and let the cumming Rainbow Dash slither out of her beak like a wet thick drop of drool, the panting mare deposited right by the stomach as it extended slightly with Pinkie’s sudden arrival. “Ah… h… G-Gilda.” Rainbow moaned, laying there on her back, one last spurt of femcum erupting from her pussy and staining the drenched picnic blanket. Gilda said nothing, only licking her lips at the aftertaste of her meals… and that of the blue pegasus sprawled beneath her.
Rainbow just let soaked it all in, recovering from her long-awaited orgasm. Gilda provided her with a splendid view, the griffon laying down on her side and exposing her tight belly to the mare. Gilda clapped her beak and ran a large claw over the gurgling thing, pressing harshly into the stomach and the occupants within that couldn’t move a muscle. Fluttershy was half-conscious, but Pinkie had gained a second wind, the two ponies stacked on top of one another with churning acids flowing all about them. The two mares squealed to themselves, feeling the world grow tighter whenever Gilda rubbed over her gut. Rainbow Dash made matters worse, and not just because she’d recovered and had started to push harshly into the softly-churning gut. Both devoured ponies felt utterly betrayed by one of their best friends, and whimpered any time they thought back to what she did: Casually fed them to a powerful large creature without a second thought, all for personal satisfaction.
Pinkie and Fluttershy let out raspy screams when gravity flipped on them suddenly. Gilda rolled onto her back and let all four legs splay. She dragged Rainbow up onto her belly and dropped her right on it, Rainbow’s head practically between the griffon’s legs. Rainbow purred and squeezed around the belly she rested atop, all four contributing to the continued torment felt by her former friends beneath the fur and flesh. Fluttershy and Pinkie were dizzy and disoriented, every breath within the bubbling, enzyme-flooded gut a reminder of how gross it was. They moaned and weakly pressed up and out, but couldn’t even tell which way was up. The stomach fluids within continued to rise, with Pinkie Pie getting closer and closer to being submerged. Fluttershy’s fate was extended for a little bit longer thanks to Gilda’s whim to roll onto her back, leaving Pinkie on the bottom. “Mmphh.. Fluttershy… D-do something!” Pinkie, her voice quaking, begged, her muzzle about the only part of her face still above the surface of the goopy stomach fluid.
“I.. I-I can’t!” Fluttershy, whose body itched and started sting from having spent longer in the belly overall. “I can’t see a-and Gilda… her stomach… eugh… the walls!” The fleshy squelching flesh all around the two of them squeezed and squashed the two together, painfully at some points, leaving the two stewing in the gurgling belly and not being able to much more than talk and squeal in despair. Yet more enzymes flooded in, and Pinkie Pie’s last squeal was more bubbly than ever.
Rainbow murred, head resting on its side next to the belly, listening to the gurgles and groans. Her tail flicked this way and that while her hooves rubbed down into the furry belly. Gilda’s own tail swayed along the mostly-forgotten-about blanket. “Heck of a picnic, Dash,” she complimented, letting out a small belch expelling saliva and fur alike. “You sure can pick ‘em.”
“Mmmm… mmhmm…” Rainbow said. Orgasm subsided and the excitement over, resting atop a soft, warm gut, the mare was finding it hard to stay awake. Gilda, stuffed with a double pony meal, felt the same. Rainbow was asleep not long after she’d last heard the muffled pleads from Pinkie or Fluttershy in the belly, snoozing to the sounds of an active griffon stomach. Gilda, too, soon rested, but not before glancing to the pegasus resting on her, tail flicking, body looking delectable. Gilda licked her lips and thought about Rainbow’s own flavor, but didn’t act on her impulses just yet. A griffon could always use a pick-me-up after a nap, before a flight home, after all.
The pony and the griffon snoozed the afternoon away, with the sun dipping down past the horizon and bringing forth the night. As the hours pulled away, the struggles and groans from the belly grew very active, then gradually subsided. Rainbow’s dreams were greatly influenced by the gurgling churns she rested on, her bed quivering from the acts of digestion. She clung to the furry gut and nuzzled against it, even as it softened and flattened as her devoured friends were pulverized to mush within. She remained straddled all through her nap, with Gilda thankfully not rolling over atop of her. When Rainbow Dash did wake up, she had no incentive to leave. Assuming this wouldn’t be the last meal she’d feed to her griffon friend, Rainbow idly pursued possible candidates for the next picnic. Her mind was adrift, completely unaware that Gilda was not only awake, but again studying the pegasus from behind. Gilda herself left her big tail to sway, and her splayed hind paws to fidget some. Only when she started to shift into a roll did Rainbow realize she was wake. She turned her head and smiled sleepily to Gilda. She yawned and clapped her lips.
“Evening, Gild– whoa!” Rainbow tumbled down to the blanket as Gilda rolled and sat up, leaving Rainbow prone beneath a quieter, soft griffon stomach, between two legs instead of being crushed under a paw like Pinkie was some hours ago. “Guess you’re ready to get going then?” Rainbow guessed, unable to stop herself from reaching up to prod at the belly. It was obvious that Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy were long-since digested, likely with nothing remaining of the two. She didn’t mind at all when she felt a tug on her tail, Rainbow sliding forward until she was under Gilda’s head. The griffon smirked and leaned her head down to nuzzle to Dash some.
“Those two ponies were really good, Dash. Pretty filling too. But…” she paused, and Rainbow shuddered when the griffon’s maw yawned open before her. She cringed though when a roaring belch escaped, Rainbow splattered with drool, clumps of pink and yellow fur, feathers, and hair. “Ahh… Well they weren’t quite enough I think.”
Rainbow was a mix of disgusted and pleasured, wiping loose drool out of her fur again. “Well, I could probably wrangle up another one for you before you take off but it’ll have to be someone close.”
“Oh, you don’t have to do that,” Gilda said, smile growing darker. “You’ve already brought someone else that tastes delicious.” Before Rainbow could piece together what she meant, her tail was gripped around at the base and she was harshly drawn upward, swinging to and fro and bumping against a beak. Rainbow’s heart lurched when the beak parted and a slimy tongue slathered across her face and chest.
“Gi… Gilda…?”
“Mmm… time for someone I’ve savored for a while.” The griffon laughed harshly and turned her head to the side, clamping her beak around Rainbow’s chest and wings. “Mmmmrrr…” she murmured, working her beak down and around a shocked Rainbow, tongue squashing to her face and about her neck before retracting noisily.
“G-Gilda, no! I-I bring you ponies! I-I-I can’t be eaten!” she babbled. Like the others before, Rainbow felt the sting of betrayal, while Gilda felt the heart pounding in the chest between her beak. She released Rainbow from her mouth but kept the grip on that tail. Rainbow’s wings furiously beat and she flailed every direction in an effort to escape.
“Just like the rest of them in the end,” Gilda observed, casually bringing her other claw up to the mare. Rainbow lost a lot of feathers in her do-or-die escape attempt, even contemplating losing most of her tail in the process. But she frozen in place when a very deadly griffon claw pressed against her sternum, digging into the fur. Gilda didn’t have to say a word. Rainbow Dash’s lips quivered, hanging there, inches from a very hungry griffon maw! She was lifted up higher to be able to see eye to eye with Gilda. She saw amusement in those golden eyes. “What is it, Dashie?” Gilda’s mocking voice sang. Rainbow let out a cry when her head slipped into the beak, hooked in by the tongue, then was allowed to swing out. “I thought this was what you wanted, practically throwing yourself into my mouth.”
“I can do whatever I want, you pathetic little pony,” Gilda smirked, letting her tongue slither around and coil against each one of Rainbow Dash’s wings in turn, the feathers disheveled and useless for flight, glued to the sides of the mare’s body. “You always were one to take risks. And you went and got a griffon hungry for pegasus. Well, now you get to take the full ride!” Rainbow’s voice caught in her throat as she was callously tossed into the air, limp form arcing several feet into the sky.
“Yahhhh!!!!” Rainbow weakly flailed her legs and was caught off guard. On instinct she tried flaring her wings, but the copious amount of slobber that was warm, squishy, and made Rainbow grossed out, kept them shut. The powerful toss had sent her up a fair ways, and it seemed Gilda was too impatient to wait to start her meal. Rainbow glanced down to see Gilda beat her wings once and push off the ground, beak extended wider than Rainbow had ever seen. A tearful squeal poured from Rainbow when the beak found purchase around her whole body, the mare’s face pressed into the tip of the tongue with naught but the tips of her forehooves sticking out of the beak. Rainbow felt Gilda murr in delight, with Rainbow’s taste plastered all over her tongue now. The griffon gracefully landed on all fours, bringing her head down and maneuvering her beak to softly savor over her Rainbow catch. “Mff MMFFFF!! HLLLLLP!!!” Gilda heard, the vibrations from Rainbow just making her salivate more.
Rainbow could hardly believe it. She was never supposed to be eaten! And yet here she was, enjoyed perhaps more than the two ponies Gilda had already consumed earlier that day. Rainbow was viciously squeezed from one cheek to the other and covered in stinking saliva, with more dripping from the roof of the mouth. She hollered for her life and begged Gilda not to eat her, but the griffon simply stood there and enjoyed devouring one of her only true pony friends like it was nothing. Rainbow didn’t dare pull her forelegs in, as those hooves were the only things that felt the cool evening air, her only way out of being swallowed and digested like her friends before her. The two hooves twitched madly outside the beak, as if they could flag down somepony to save her. But the only being around was Gilda, and all she did was reach up with a single digit of a claw and press to one, then the other. Rainbow sobbed when the beak, no longer held open by hooves, clacked shut, leaving her in the putrid darkness of the maw.
Rainbow suffered Gilda’s whims of tasting and slurping for several minutes, before Gilda paused. The beak opened up a couple inches, letting moonlight pour in, distorted from thick lines of slobber dripping from beak to tongue. It gave Rainbow just enough light to see the tongue tip lift up and press to her muzzle, and Gilda felt her pitiful squeal, one last desperate plea to not be eaten alive. Rainbow was pressed to the back of her throat and slipped hooves-first down into the throat. Her back and wings were squashed to the roof with the tongue pressing up from beneath, the wind driven from Rainbow.
Then Gilda clicked her beak shut and let her eyes flutter closed, swallowing the best meal of the day in one meaty, squelching GLOOURRRK! Rainbow’s last shriek was cut off the instant she was gulped down, balling up on her self and making a bulge that was tracked all the way down to the belly by a curious griffon claw. Rainbow’s nightmare became reality as she saw the maw and tongue fall away, replace by legions of throat muscles that worked in concert to squeeze her down. She felt her hind hooves press to the sphincter, easily pressing through and ushering her into the very capable griffon stomach. “No no nooooooo!!!” the pegasus cried, her head the last thing to tightly squelch in from the throat to the belly proper. She landed in a sea of still-active stomach fluids, the belly having already warmed up quite a bit on the prior ponies. She heard and felt a roaring UUUURRRRRAAAP from above, Gilda pressing up under her tight belly and gripping around the bulge that was Dash. The mare hyperventilated, legs compressed in on themselves as fluids and a few remains of ponies long-since digested rubbed into her. “Gilda! Pleeease!” The griffon squished around the bulge, making Rainbow’s experience in the belly tighter still, squirming fluids rushing over her head and bubbling insidiously. Only when Gilda let go did Rainbow have just enough space to breathe.
“Ahhh,” Gilda purred, smacking her belly a couple times for good measure and eliciting more burbles and terrified muffled cries. “That’s what a day in Ponyville should be. A nice filling meal.” Fresh off digesting two other ponies and a nap, Gilda wasn’t going to sleep Rainbow off. She would burn her off, one beat of wings at a time. “Thanks for the free food, Dash. Hope you enjoy your last flight.” Gilda laughed and lazily took flight, her massive wingspan blotting the moonlight as the griffon turned away from Ponyville and made for her home.
Rainbow was beside herself with terror. She heard every word from the griffon and was near the point of retching with how much her belly swayed and sloshed during the long flight. Rainbow had managed to get upside-down after not too long, and was left at the mercy of the churning fluids and scrunching belly walls. She felt awful and the gross, disgusting confines of the stomach would be among the last things she’d ever get to experience personally. The remains of her friends, lumps of fur that still sizzled, made things even worse, with the viscous enzymes working their way into feathers and fur alike. Rainbow was beyond protesting vocally after a bit of the flight, concentrated only on trying to survive the fate of her friends, broken down and digested into fuel for the large griffon.
The length of this flight would’ve exhausted any pegasus. But a griffon, especially one fueled by pony meat, with one in particular being quite the energy-filled one, had no trouble with it. The hours slipped by as Gilda flew along, wide awake, the skies of the night belonging to her. If she was near any pegasus, they certainly didn’t make themselves known, leaving Rainbow with absolutely no recourse as she was there, tightly clung underbelly, digesting away. By the time Gilda had reached the griffon lands and settled in on her roost, her stomach was a bit wider overall, but very soft and no traces of any bulges in sight. Gilda folded up her wings and brought her claws to the tummy, rubbing tenderly over it. If she squeezed she could feel a mass here or there, and she licked her lips. “Still a few hours to go, eh, Dashie? What a trooper.” She laughed and squeezed against the limp lump of pony, forcing out a last, guttural belch to rip from her beak. A slobber-soaked mess of blue feathers and fur, mingled with multicolored strands of hair, tumbled out of sight. Gilda wiped her beak and yawned, gave her wings a stretch, and settled down to sleep the rest of the night away. She licked over her beak, reminiscing her her saccharine meals from the day, and wondered when she’d next make the journey into Equestria.
And with her liaison all churned up and a part of her forever, she’d simply have to be more direct.
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