“H-Hello?” The voice of Blue Thrush reverberated across the empty halls of a giant abandoned castle, echoes of hooves against stone accompanying him. The plump Pegasus pony had been cruising through the skies and had stumbled across a large abandoned castle towering on a lone mountaintop. He had no idea who it had once belonged to, and he had a recent hankering for exploration, so the blue-furred pony glided down and landed before the castle gates. With the drawbridge in pieces, it was a piece of cake for Blue to gain entry. The curious Blue Thrush had just heard a noise deeper into the castle, and was now calling out to see who could be living in such a place.

“Anypony home? Just looking around is all! Hope I’m not disturbing anything...” Blue had flown for some time, mostly coasting on thermals, and the only thing he knew about where he was, was that everything was unfamiliar. He knew how to make it back to Equestria (just fly east, since he’d been journeying west) though what magical land he’d ended up in he couldn’t say. “Hope they at least have a map,” he mumbled to himself as he pressed deeper into the large castle. He spent a few minutes studying his surroundings, purple tail flickering. “These rooms are huge! Almost too big to belong to a castle populated by ponies.” Various species crossed Blue’s mind as he entered yet another yawning cavern, big enough to be comfortable for a dragon, Blue mused. What he failed to notice, though, was that most of the entryways between rooms were not part of the usual decor: Large gaps were formed as if a big body had foisted their way through, jagged edges surrounding every supposed doorway. “Not in the best of shape either. Wonder how long it’s been abandoned,” Blue continued, having to carefully step around fallen debris, even flying over some of the larger piles.

“Hello? I’m Blue Thrush and I think I’m– yah!” The pegasus was in the air before he knew it, chubby form up against the wall as he caught sight of a decaying skeleton. It was definitely quadrupedal. Some kind of equine, given the hoof-shaped bones and all, but the rest didn’t quite gel with what a pony would’ve looked like. He gulped. “Too small for a griffon… L-like a pony but different...” As he began considering possibilities Blue floated back down to earth. His distracted mind puzzled out more guesses. “Donkey maybe?” he eventually concluded, though he’d never heard of royalty of that flavor. Blue scampered past the skeleton and went deeper into the labyrinthian castle, wondering if he could find a way up to one of the towers for a better vantage point. But there were few windows or means out of the castle, and they were far too small for the fat pony to squeeze through. Despite this, however, Blue was in high spirits, having days to waste 

An hour passed with the discovered skeleton being the most interesting thing the stallion had come across. Every now and then, Blue Thrush felt an itch on the back of his neck. He couldn’t shake the feeling that he was being watched, but every time he turned to look, there was no-one in sight, big or small. He eventually wandered into what looked to be the remains of a dining room: A huge table sprawled the length of the room, bisected by a giant piece of the castle that had crushed the centerpiece. Some plates and other cutlery were glinting in the dim light. “Wow, must’ve been some family...” Blue noted. Something flickered and caught his eye from above at that point. “Huh. Didn’t think such a shining chandelier would’ve survived so long.” He squinted, then flew up to the golden shining thing. “How in the world are these candles all still lit?” The pony got his answer in a form of a sudden growl uttered from behind him. The Pegasus spun in the air and gasped, two slit eyes staring back at him from beyond the light of the room.

A thick purple muzzle emerged from the darkness, followed by the rest of the accompanying head. Green eyes never left the shocked pony, the clear figure of a dragon approaching. “U-uh...” The dragon stepped into the light fully, waddling her way inward with hips getting stuck on the walls a moment. A swift tail-flick was all it took for her to wiggle her way through. Blue stared from the fins on her head, to the spikes sticking out her face and down her back, plump underbelly hanging near the ground, and thick tail swaying softly behind. The dragon, known simply as Dragon, flexed her mighty wings and smiled at the sight of Blue Thrush. Blue didn’t like that look at all, glistening teeth framed between scaly feminine lips, his worst fears confirmed when the dragon’s belly grumbled hungrily. He flew backwards a few paces when Dragon’s nostrils flared. A beat later, a thick dragon tongue slipped out to slide about her muzzle.

“U-uh hi!” Blue chanced, flying below the chandelier and hovering backwards further still. “I’m Blue Thrush! Just a little pony passing through!” Dragon lowered her head and slowly stomped her way closer, plates and bits of table crushed beneath her girth. The loud smack smcks of the dragon licking her lips rang in Blue’s ears. “N-nice place! I of course don’t mean to intrude s-so… I’ll be on my way now, okay?” Thick drool noisily plopped to the floor below, and Blue shivered. “And you made it to the dining room just in time for your dinner! Whatever that happens to be. H-have a good one!” Blue flapped his wings hard and about-faced, bringing his plump backside into Dragon’s view. To Dragon this sealed the deal: The annoying donkey was delectable but a little too thin. This one had pounds of tasty plumpness to enjoy.

Blue made it all of 10 feet when a dust-disturbing roar filled the castle, a stray stone nearly knocking him out of the air. “Yah!” he cried, dipping into the next room and desperately looking for an escape. Dragon lumbered heavily after him, keeping her wings against her back as she sped through the castle. Blue Thrush panted but knew he was flying for his life, so ignored the fatigue from such a short jaunt. The obese Pegasus tore through another room, and the resounding crashes behind him told him he was not losing Dragon by any stretch of the imagination! He knew he was smaller and weaker and wouldn’t last five seconds in her clutches, but his size did let him be the more maneuverable one (something that didn’t happen with him). As such he took every turn he could find, and to his relief the crashing sounds were starting to lag behind. Blue didn’t like the frustrating roars and sudden belches of heat flying over the air though, at one point having to duck before being incinerated by a blast of fire that melted a shield bolted to the wall into goopy remains.

Blue’s heart pounded in his chest as he flew onward and he thanked his lucky stars as the castle gateway came into view, still hanging open. The lack of a bridge to the mainland didn’t concern Blue in the slightest of course, as he was planning to not stop flying until he touched down in Ponyville again. He looked behind him and saw no signs of the dragon. This actually worried the stallion some, not knowing where Dragon had gotten to. “No choice!” he shouted to himself, blowing past the gateway and into the evening son. “I made it!” the flabby pony declared, just as a massive splash was heard from below. From the boiling lava arose dragon, the magma slipping off her scales as she bolted upward, larges leathery wings flapping. “No! Nooo!” Blue cried, desperately turning skyward as Dragon’s jaws yawned open for him. Those jaws clamped down right over his tail, all the way to the dock. “Gah! No no no let me go!” Blue flailed his wings and legs madly, losing feathers, as the smirking Dragon plucked him from the sky: With a twist of her head Blue was sent fumbling and dangling from the dragon’s mouth by the tail, his fat form swinging to and fro. Dragon, with her prey snared, dove back for her castle to enjoy her meal in peace. “No no no! Somepony help!” Blue cried as the two vanished within the abandoned castle walls.

Blue Thrush scrabbled through the air with his hooves, but no amount of force was going to drag his trapped tail out from the dragon’s maw. She landed with a crunch of stone under her paws and happily swung Blue back and forth, heading back to her lair. Through the entire journey Blue never stopped calling for help or begging to be let go. “You don’t wanna eat me, honest! I taste terrible and I’m so small compared to you! Please just let me go! I’ll never show up again!” Nothing convinced the hungry dragon, however, the two arriving to a vast chamber in short order. The whole room glimmered with treasure, Dragon climbing over the edges of her hoard and settling around the middle. The gold, silver, and jewels formed somewhat of a nest that Dragon obviously spent a lot of time in. More skeletons, some charred black, others intact, lined the hoard. It was more treasure than Blue Thrush had ever laid eyes upon, but it was hard for him to enjoy it! Dragon settled onto her belly, all four legs tucked under herself with her thick tail swaying away. Blue whimpered when he heard, and felt, deep whiffs coming from Dragon’s snout. Whatever she smelled appeared to be to her liking, much to Blue’s dismay, as viscous thick drool poured down his tail and hips. “Urgh!” he uttered in disgusted, trying to wipe it away but just coating himself more in the hot fluid.

Dragon suddenly opened her jaws and the distracted Blue thumped to the ground with a wobble. Blue gasped and started to scramble to all fours when a heavy claw smacked him down and rolled him onto his back. He heard the dragon murr in delight, squishing digits into his fat stomach, teasing it some. Dragon smacked her lips again, and Blue felt the ground vibrate with the dragon belly grumbling hungrily. He could see the vast underbelly pancaked out beneath her, squishing out all ends, the dragon clearly well-fed. “I...” Blue started, though his voice caught in his throat when the yawning dragon maw came down on him. He gawked uselessly as the slimy tongue pressed to his face, noisily slurping and licking over him, from ears to tail: Dragon slipped her claw away and coated the trapped Pegasus with her steaming slobber, Blue catching glimpses into that maw and whimpering weekly. So much saliva pooled down and around him that his whole coat was matted, wings glued to his side. He wiped at his muzzle several times when she finished, sputtering.

“P-p-please, Ms. Dragon. I don’t wanna be eaten, please!” The fat pegasus managed to push himself up on shuddering legs into a sitting position. Dragon wasn’t holding onto him in any way, as she was confident he wasn’t going anywhere. Blue Thrush stared up with frightened orange eyes at the hungry dragon, pleading with every fiber of his being. “I’ll do anything for you, anything! J-just don’t eat me!” Dragon didn’t even consider the notion: She was just too busy savoring the flavors she’d just sampled. When she looked down again Blue saw no compassion in those eyes, only hunger. Dragon licked her lips one last time before spreading her jaws wide and lowering it down to the sitting pony. Blue Thrush squealed as he stared up those yawning jaws, rooted to the spot in terror. Slobber rained down all around as the glistening pink insides burned into his vision, the tongue dangling and awaiting his arrival. The gullet, big enough for a pony twice his size to sink down at least, twitched threateningly. Only when he smelt the rank breath of the dragon did he snap out of it, starting to stumble backwards. “No no no don’t eat me!” he wailed, just as Dragon’s jaws surrounded his torso and clenched shut. Blue gasped when his head and chest were pressed to the slobbering tongue, panting desperately. “No, noooo!!!” he squealed, destined to be Dragon’s dinner.

Dragon easily lifted her head, suckling over her delicious plump pony meal. The struggles in her jaws just increased her drool output, flooding the Pegasus in the viscous slime. She coiled her tongue around his middle, then unraveled to let it slip down to his belly. The delighted murmurs she uttered were ten times louder in the maw, and she heard her prey squeal in horror. She slapped her tongue up against the flabby pony stomach, pressing hard into it and letting the pudge engulf it. Her lips worked around the trapped pony and tossed him back and forth in the jaws, from one set of teeth to the other, sloshing slurps ringing out about her nest of treasure. The fat pony’s hind legs were kicking madly, the jostling butt cheeks drawn to Dragon’s attention. She narrowed her eyes on the succulent rear teasing her, and snaked her tongue past Blue’s stomach and up between his legs. More muffled cries echoed out when Blue felt that thick tongue press into his cheeks, folding into his crevice, and hooked around the base of his flagging tail. And that moment Dragon pulled, lapping the fat delicious pony into her mouth with a delighted purr.

Her jaws yawned open as she devoured the rest of Blue Thrush, the pony briefly exposed to the light again as it flooded the drool-laden muzzle. His fur and feathers were a mess as he lay flat on the tongue, legs straddling it with his butt above his body. The curled tongue retracted deeper until it was entirely within the threshold, and Blue saw the jaws closing again. “Don’t eat meeee–” CLACK! Dragon puffed out her cheeks with the full fat Pegasus housed in her jaws. She appeared to chew, though the pony was just thrashed back and forth in the mouth, his head never too far from the pulsating throat beyond. She mashed the malleable equine about her mouth for what felt like an eternity to Blue, but was in fact just a minute or so. Dragon didn’t want to spend all night eating, though, and her belly was grumbling louder than ever. Her massive mouth opened as she tossed her head back in the same motion, tongue guiding a squealing Blue Thrush to the back of her throat.

“Waahhhh!” CHMP! “Mmph! MMMMM–” GLURK! Dragon swallowed Blue Thrush whole and alive. His thick curvy bulges swelled out her neck, scales stretching noisily, at it quickly squelched down below. Dragon licked and smacked her lips, feathers and fur dripping out with excess drool. And no matter how hard Blue Thrush was squealing, not a single sound escaped Dragon’s innards. Save one: Dragon’s jaws expanded and she let out a thick, rude burp, spewing saliva and more blue fur across the nest. From there she lowered her head, licking her lips at the pleasantly-filling meal, and forgot all about the plump blue Pegasus pony. Dragon’s eyes fluttered shut and before too long she was back asleep, the intruder dealt with and a belly full of meat.

Over the course of the night Blue Thrush was digested. Dragon rolled onto her back at some point while she slept, wide belly sagging and legs splayed. Her tail idly slithered an inch back and forth while she dreamed pleasant dreams and her stomach worked the devoured pony down to plenty of nutrients and pudge for her body to feast on. By the time she’d awoken late the next day, she had a couple more pounds to her girth, but largely didn’t look much different. Dragon idly peeked up out of nest and smelled the air, wondering if any more volunteers would add themselves to her hoard or her body, but there was nobody – pony or otherwise – around this time. She idly swayed her tail and yawned, scratching at her plump belly with a free claw while stretching the other. Dragon smacked her lips and paws, before thumping her chest a couple times to coax out a belch. A few splotches of survived fur and bones piled up at the edge of the nest, with a pony-shaped skull topping the mess off and clattering to a stop. All dripped with stomach fluids and saliva, Dragon licking her lips one more time before rolling onto her belly again. It squished outward as she curled head and tail around it, settling down for a nice long slumber after a very enjoyable pony meal of Blue Thrush.