Brianne pressed into the pony's belly and the belly responded by moving against her touch.

"Don't you... Don't you fucking touch my belly," the pony screamed at her.

"Oh, god, why don't you just gag her," the cheetah yipped at the human who obeyed.

"To be honest, I may need to prop the mouth open with those spreaders when we get the prey out. Be careful. I don't have her drugged up enough to keep her from biting," She said. 

The human took a tool and cranked it, opening the pony's mouth. Brianne touched the pony's belly again, smiling as the pony gave a moan through her mouth. She was trying not to let the human see how aroused she was getting at this. She wasn't aroused at the fact that the pony had three prey inside her and that her belly was round and drooping down over the side of the operating table and protruded through her ripped open blouse.



Meadow was just looking at a blouse earlier on a clothing rack. She stole a glance at the ermine across the street as he fiddled with his keys. Would he ever get them she mumbled to herself keeping a smile. The ermine got his keys in order. The pony wondered how she was going to get inside and looked around the apartment building. It was in the middle of downtown and had some passerby. She wasn't worried about them noticing. This was a well to do neighborhood and most minded their business unless they belonged there. She then saw a falcon approaching and set about putting the blouse back and crossing. She patted her pockets of her purse and even acted like she was checking in her bra. 

Then she started pouting, "Oh I know I had them somewhere and the falcon got to where she was and unlocked the door and let her in. Thank you. My boyfriend said that I forgot something. That must've been it. The keys." 

He nodded and she went in and froze in front of the front desk but the stoat wasn't paying attention. She saw the camera in the far corner. She was in an entry hall and it was marble and had edge designs of brown on the white and a few tables with vases and flowers in them and mirrors on the walls. At the far end a stairway wound upward next to an elevator. The falcon went and pressed the button and waited there. He was paying attention to his cellphone and didn't notice her as she went past him and looked up the stairwell. Where was he. He looked so delicious. Murder. It was murder but she had pushed those thoughts out of her conscious after the sixth prey she'd eaten. No one had missed them and she wanted more. It was the best feeling she'd experienced, how the prey made her belly taunt and filled her up. The pain was minor compared to the pleasure and the one of the only things that got her off. Her stomach grumbled at the thoughts and she felt herself getting wet and had to tell herself to wait as it was coming. She then her a sound from a few flights up. Lucky. She made her way up and ducked aside the doorway as on the third landing she saw him down the hall outside an apartment door. He was fiddling with his keys again. Was he drunk. That'd be fine and she grinned at this and licked her lips. He would fight. That was another experience to feel rather than describe. The futile fighting especially when it pushed into her pussy. None of her friends and family knew about this and they wouldn't ever know the pleasing feelings of it. She turned her focus back to the ermine as he had the keys in the lock and turned. She darted forward and pushed and tackled him down to the ground inside the apartment. Taking a foot paw, she pushed the door closed and latched behind her and stared into his eyes. 

He started to make a sound and she put a paw to his snout shhhh and her stomach growled and she looked down at her belly, "Yes, you'll be so good in there." 

He gave her a furled brow and started to grab for her black mane of hair but she tossed it away. Then he started to push her off and she pushed back although she was his same size. He might overpower her if he tried. She had a thought then and started to get up and the ermine seized the opportunity and started to get up with her. She used his momentum when he got up to push his snout into her mouth. 

He grumbled into her mouth and started to push away. She smiled around him and grabbed his junk and he went wide eyed and she gulped him in feeling her throat and insides flex with the swallow and her belly bubbled again. He tried to push out of her mouth again but she gripped him and gave a big swallow and picked him up, feeling him bulge out her throat and her sex was slicker. 

She adjusted the weight and gulped and let gravity slide him in as he gave muffled cries and wiggled and thrashed. She licked his bulge under his clothes and caused him to stop a moment again as she gave a gulp again and again, her insides opening up. His feet dangled from her mouth and with one final swallow he became a protruding bulge in her belly. She sat down with her back to the door and shakily raised a paw to lock the door behind her and gave a sigh closing her eyes for a moment.



Now, Jerry, watched the walls pulsate around them. The ermine had waited for several hours since then. The person that was supposed to get her out had dropped a wireless speaker into the pony's belly with them.

"Just sit tight. I've slowed down her digestion. We'll get you out when we can do it safely. You'll agree. Just hold on for a little while longer," The voice from the speaker said.

What was a while ended up being a few hours. Jerry, his snail roommate Mara, and her bae, a goat named Felicia, were all tightly pressed into each other, touching cock, tail, boob, or butt awkwardly. They also had to suffer when something pressed in on them from the outside a few times. The gurgles had slowed down and were long drawn out as if the stomach had an injection of Novocaine and felt puffier and slower to talk.

Jerry whimpered along with the other prey at intervals. He didn't want to die in the pony's belly but what was he going to do. He wished he'd gotten lucky out there in the night life earlier. Then he'd be at some place with some furry lady and not in this mess.


"Gud gamm git. Gut goo guu gunt?" The pony said out of her spread open mouth as best as she could. 

Meadow couldn't help feeling helpless at this point. After the second or third syringe injection into her belly, she could feel them moving around even more.  It was not pleasant anymore. Not at all since she ate those three a few hours earlier. And it was getting worse.

"I think we'll need more of the lubricant. Right. For, when the prey slips out," She spoke to the human.

"Damn it. I don't know where that shit is," The human protested.

"We're going to need it though. Any of them gets hurt coming out and the cops'll be asking more questions. You want that," Brianne snapped at him.

"God fucking damn!" He threw the tool he had in his hand and it clattered on the floor and he went through the double doors out of the operating room.


Earlier, Brianne opened the door and sat down on a chair and watched several glowing monitors in a darkened room. On one of the monitors she focused on was outside of the apartment building. A furry paw went up and touched the joystick on a panel of buttons on the desk that the monitors were a top of. The display moved as the paw moved the joystick and pressing it forward zoomed in the camera showing clearly the pony looking at racks of clothes. On another camera nearby, it looked onto the apartment, the ermine was approaching and fiddling with the keys. 

The door opened behind the cheetah with a creak but the cheetah didn't move in the chair, "Any luck?" 

"Yes," Brianne's voice came back. 

The glow of the monitor highlighted the human approaching the desk, "What story we going to tell them this time? That we just happened to be looking on private cameras and caught this suspicious looking pony." 

"No," The cheetah said and then pivoted the display with the joystick. The pony was glancing every so often at the front of the apartment building. Then she suddenly moved off screen. The paw tugged back on the display and the camera zoom snapped back looking down on the front door to her approaching. She started looking and patting herself and sticking a paw down her shirt. Then a falcon approached and she started talking to the falcon and then the falcon put his key in the door and opened it for her. 

"She's inside," Brianne said softly. 

"I just don't want to go to jail for this if they don't believe the good Samaritan story," the human's voice whined in. 

The chair pivoted around and the cheetah stood up out of the light making the features and spots darker, "Don't you worry about the god damned details. I'll handle them. And that reminds me. You have everything ready?" 

"Yes, all calibrated and organized and laid out for easy access," He responded. 

"All that. Good," Brianne sat back down and began pushing buttons and different parts of the apartment building inside as well as inside some apartments popped up on the eight LCD displays. 
"Why is it so dark in here. I can't see with the lights on," The human commented. 

"It bothers me," The cheetah's voice said back. The human came up beside the cheetah and leaned in as the cheetah looked closely at one monitor. It showed the inside of the ermine's apartment from the back looking toward the front door. The pony was on top of the ermine. 

"We got her," He shouted. 

"Shhhh," Brianne hissed and pressed a round button on the panel. It turned a red and a red dot next to rec displayed on the bottom portion of the monitor they looked at. The ermine got up on the video on the display and so did the pony, then she shifted and picked him up and swallowed him whole before their eyes. 

"Wow," The human said coming back. Yes, we got her the paw became a fist over the panel of buttons and the joystick, "I never can get over that. People masturbate to this stuff?" 

"A lot actually. That's harmless. This is not...Well," her paws gestured at the screen. Brianne pivoted the chair around, "Go get ready. Make sure you get the straps tight this time. You got it?" 

The human smiled going away. The cheetah sat quickly down and watched as the pony sat against the door. Then she got up and moved straight toward the camera and the cheetah froze up. 

"No," Brianne's voice issued softly. The pony turned off and went to the left. Then, a few minutes later, the pony returned and started toward the door. The cheetah rose quickly this time and made as if to leave but the pony turned off to the side and the cheetah sat back down into the chair with a sigh and pressed the red button again make the rec and the red dot on the screen disappear.



Now, when he left she turned back to the pony and her eyes went wider and her snout curled into a grin.

"I thought he'd never leave. I'll be clear, I want them out but you're going to suffer a lot for eating them. You're kind. You murdering vorephiles deserve all of this. And each time I do it I fucking enjoy it," Brianne cackled and rubbed Meadow's belly and the belly responded again with the prey movements. The mare flinched at the movement and touch. The cheetah took a flashlight and on her tiptoes looked down into the pony's mouth as she swallowed, letting the throat flex in as it took the collective saliva down to her stomach.

"What to do. What to do," She mused circling around the pony. Then all she saw was the cheetah's swishing tail as the rest of her was out of view below her protruding gut. Meadow felt her pushing there making the prey push up into her rib cage. Her stomach was slushy and she felt them coming up but her gag and upchuck reflex were so lax she felt them push into her heart and drop back down into her taunt belly. Brianne came over to the side of the pony's belly.

"Maybe if I," She spoke pulling back a fist aimed at the pony's belly. The pony tried to shift her exposed belly away from the paw missile but she was too bound in that awkward way, with her belly drooping off to the side. The cheetah fired her paw fist missile and stopped before she reached it laughing, "Just kidding."

"You know," She came up to the pony's face and caressed her hair and snout, "I'll cut them out."

Meadow's face drooped and eyes went wide at this and she screamed out of her mouth. The scream was loud and maybe it would bring attention but the ceiling tiles were so filthy that she wasn't sure this hospital was used anymore. Brianne returned with a gleaming scalpel in her paws. The pony's eyes went wide open again and she shook her head in her restraints which only allowed them to move only a little back and forth. The pony went to her lower end where she couldn't see it and she felt the cold blade touch against her belly.

"It'll be the quickest way, cut in there, slice open your stomach, and they'll all be dumped out and we'll all go home," the cheetah came back up to her face and touched the blunt end of the cold blade with a frown to the side of her face and spoke, "Sew your disgusting stomach back up. You'll live but without such poor victims digesting in your gut."

"Nuuu," The pony let it trail out of her mouth.

"Oh god, what?" Brianne snapped and released and removed the mouth spreader.

"Don't you fucking dare. I caught them. They're mine. They're in my fucking... stomach. They don't need to be out here. Don't you take them from my stomach. They'll digest..." Meadow yelled at her.

"Oh god, shut the fuck up," She screeched and put the mouth spreader back in place, "Just for that."

Brianne put on a large glove up to her elbows, and then got on a stool and looked down into the pony's mouth. Then her hand went in. The pony tried swallowing, if she could put her into her belly that'd be different. But her swallowing was barely there. She though she would gag over the glove. Instead, she had to suffer a paw intruding into her throat. Brianne reached down further, and the pony felt her stomach spread open. She didn't want it to spread open like this.

The prey saw the paw come in and the snail madly grasped for it.

"Contact. Uh oh," She tittered smiling and started to pull back. The sensation was as of something big coming back up. Almost like bringing something back up if she was sick, she felt the space immediately start to free up in her stomach and despaired that this was when the prey were all to be freed.

"Oh whoops," She spoke.

The snail was grabbing on and the stomach was working its best to keep them inside, and the stomach was starting to yaw upward in an upward distention and it felt as if the slip toward freedom was coming when the grip slipped. She meant it to happen but the prey were none the wiser. They thought it genuinely happened on accident. The stomach walls closed in on them again and the prey that almost got loose whimpered.

"Sorry, we can't just pull you out. Maybe we can have you give us some leverage," She spoke into her cellphone and the pony heard the voice echo from inside her stomach. The first time it happened was odd enough to her but this time was especially violating.

She removed the glove from the pony's throat and went over with dripping glove to push the cool wet smooth surface of it against the underside of her belly speaking into the cellphone, "I'm going to push from the bottom here. How about you try pushing against the top of the stomach. Might work."

The prey did just that with the same one pushing into the top of the pony's stomach. It just distended greatly but wouldn't give. The feeling was into her chest against her heart and made it flutter and started to hurt a lot. Then it stopped and the prey settled back down saggingly into her abdomen.

"Nope, we'll just have to try another way," she spoke into the cellphone and moved away to sit on the stool by the side of the operating table.

She touch a paw to her cell phone and spoke to the pony again, "You know. I think it's enough. I'm actually running out of ideas. Between the injections and stuff. I think we'll just cut~"

The human returned throwing a box at her. She caught it, "That's all?" 

"All I could find left in the storage," he groaned back. 

"Probably ok. They just need a little slippage. I already tried," The cheetah spoke holding up her slick looking glove.

"We just going to pull them out," He asked.

"Push and pull," She spoke and started moving and came up to the step ladder again and to the side of the pony's snout. The pony tried to move her head to not look at her but couldn't. Brianne grinned widely and grabbed the top of the pony's belly and pushed down on it. Then went to her cell phone, "We're going to attempt it again. We got some lubricant." She opened the box and squirted tube after tube down into the pony's throat. The stuff was bland and tasted much like medicated Vaseline. She was forced to swallow it as she started to feel it threaten to gag her eventually but it took a while and she resisted.

"Make it easy on yourself," she spoke but the pony had already swallowed as she said.

"What?" The human asked. 

"No, she's not swallowing it," Brianne announced.

"C'mon, ma'am. Just swallow it. Your not keeping them inside today. Deal with it," The human spoke.

Her stomach felt jittery with the new addition and swimmy. Not sure of what this substance was because her brain told it so but taking it in none the less as it took in many other things.

"There's the lubricant," the speaker erupted inside the stomach to the ears of the prey. The liquid was oozing in through the top of the stomach, making a soupy pool of the mixture around them. They wallowed in it solemnly and rubbed it on themselves and the one prey nearest the opening tried to worm his way out of the top of the stomach. He gave a cry as it was making it easier to slip through.

"Ok?" The human asked and she nodded. He handed what looked like bungee cord to her and the pony felt something thready fed down into her and the pawing of her uvula made her swallow on reflex and she felt the cord pull taunt against the inside of her throat. 

The snail saw the cord enter the stomach and he wrapped it around herself. She pulled slowly back and the pony felt the tension of the creature butt up inside her belly and distend it again. But the snail felt the stomach start to give way slipping through the tiniest of squeezes and back into the throat. She hefted up as he couldn't get a paw hold. She felt her stomach gain more room and gurgle in disappointment at a lost interrant. She looked down not wanting to see the prey as it crawled back out and sighed in disappointment. She practically didn't want anything to do with them now. Her stomach still swum with the mess and was less and more gurgly in its frustrating at losing the goat second prey.

Jerry was still tight inside but with more room as the stomach adjusted, thinking that the last prey was what it got to keep. It moved around the lower part of his butt slowly trying to churn him but failing to move fast because of the drugs injected into the bloodstream to slow it down. He had considered it since he was swallowed. He didn't want to be in there but the experience put something deeper into his mind. Some thrilling stirring that was translating into something tingling him in his balls and cock. He wasn't a vorephile, he admitted that. He knew what it was. But now being inside of the belly. He almost didn't want to leave. Almost, he grabbed the cord and was hefted out. He felt everything groaning around him from the stomach to the pony and started to feel sad and sympathetic.

When they were all outside and dried off, he turned back toward the pony. Her belly was not distended anymore and was flappy and had retreated but still left a sagging abdomen where they once were inside of. The pony looked miserable to him. He moved toward her.

"Don't get caught again," the snail chuckled.

"What's the way the hell out of here," the goat spoke to them.

"This way," She gestured and went out with the human.

"You coming," They stopped by the door.

"I want to say something, myself, just a moment," he spoke.

They left him be. He walked up to the pony.

"I can see. I mean... I..." Jerry stammered for words feeling hot and awkward from being cramped inside the pony a moment ago. He had reached out for the saggy belly flap of her belly. Meadow drew back from him.

"I know how I'd feel if it was me," Jerry spoke and she turned back toward him.

"Gut?" She spoke around the mouth spreader.

"Oh, let me get this off you," The ermine said and worked as best he could to get it back and retreated the moment he got it out.

He twitched his tail and ears, "I think I'm a vorephile. I mean, I kinda felt that I liked it. I mean it was horrible and all."

"I don't give a shit," Meadow tried to look away but couldn't from her restraints.

"I just want to hug you. I feel so terrible. It's like, you were made all vulnerable. I mean in the wild you'd get away with it. Here..." Jerry trailed off and she looked at him feeling awkward herself and her stomach grumbled. The ermine still looked pretty delicious to her.

"A vorphile huh? You'd willingly crawl into my stomach again," Meadow asked chuckling and it made her insides hurt from the ordeal, the pain killers they must've injected were wearing off.

Jerry backed away. Ever since she'd surprised him when he'd just got inside his apartment door. That look on her face was a shadow on theat look now. Yet he looked at her belly, thinking about what it looked like on the inside.

"I thought it was..." He then felt the shame again but not on himself and feeling but of having her tied up against her will there, being violated in a predator kind of way. Maybe she deserved it, but ever second that went by he rejected those thoughts. The feeling brimmed and he felt the wrong that he thought she did. 

The ermine undid her straps and she was getting up and out of the bed shaking as the meds made Meadow feel sluggish but not as much as before, they were better. They'd hit her with some dart when they got her from the apartment and that'd worn off a while ago. Her stomach was getting more active again.

She looked at the ermine, thinking it would be just as easy to put him back in. He looked at her, "Let's get out of here."

He started to move toward the door and they heard voices coming back through on the other side.

"You think we'd better film releasing her to the cops just in case," The human's voice said.

"It'll be alright. Oh shit, I'll get the flash drive," the cheetah's voice said.

They had both stepped off to the side of the door. When it opened, the pony had him into a hold and the ermine rushed over and grabbed him. The human watched and screamed into muffled paw as he was loaded shotgun into the pony's belly. He saw the mouth pass over him, the throat, and the stomach open up to him happy to have something get in it.

"Your belly is getting less of that ugly flappy thing," Jerry said feeling exhilarated with helping the pony out, nearly forgetting the danger he himself was in. 

He thought she'd be grateful and let him go for helping her now. He felt a stirring. Seeing it from the outside. No, he'd never looked a vore porn. He'd seen the snakes distended gut but now that he had the experience of being inside. The thoughts started to push from the back of his mind and arouse him now. He didn't feel guilty about them either. The humans muffled cries as the renewed acids went to work didn't make him feel bad either. The human clawed and pushed against the walls of the stomach madly, trying to get away with the oooze around him as the stomach wrapped and churning him up inside of it.

Then they saw the door open and the Brianne dropped the flash drive upon seeing what happened. They were close enough to the door and she turned around and started to run away. Jerry went after her and the pony did but she couldn't do a full sprint as she was still sluggish both from the remnants of the drugs and the new meal making her insides come alive again with digestion in mind. 

The ermine wasn't as quick as she was. She made her way to the outside of the hospital and went to her car there. The ermine's roommate and his bae were not around. The cheetah fumbled for her keys and got the door open, turned the engine and got it going. She oriented the car toward the ermine and the pony as she left but they ducked out of the way.

It was only then, the ermine started to realize again what he'd done. He started backed away from Meadow. The pony mostly felt the disappointment of losing her torturer and gestured away at the ermine. Jerry set foot paw to bolt himself then stopped.

He then looked back toward the old hospital and said, "You know, she did drop a flash drive."

Meadow smiled and considered the ermine, "You want to have her in... so bad," she pointed to her belly still moving from the human's movement, slower now but still moving.



Jerry thrust deep inside of her and she felt the prey moved up against his own belly. He got deeper into her. Meadow wanted to feel him and the prey move each time. And she reached her peak both from the taunt feeling of the human in her gut and him inside of her so much that she could cumm. This was what went through her mind.

The ermine was inside of her stomach, thrusting into the inlet opening, the folds, and the outlet of the stomach as it churned around his cock, making it wet and slick, so that Jerry's member went rigid as he was ready to come all over the inside. This was what he thought.

They both came back to reality and he looked at the pony's belly and the human moving in it. The ermine didn't think about the pain and suffering the human was going through. The human deserved it. Still, he considered Meadow, in her short jean shorts and blouse she was a pretty tight and beautiful mare. If he'd see her at the bar, he'd've made a move to try his luck.

Her belly was starting to ease into its distention and was lumpy but rounder. His heart was thumping. He realized he was being ridiculous. He couldn't believe he was getting aroused. She wasn't interested in him, only as food. The traces were going back down, his sheath was becoming less taunt.

The pony was getting aroused, though, her thoughts were finally clearer and her belly was getting taunter. The creature inside her gut was making her wet. Then she considered the ermine, how he was admitting he was starting to have feelings about it as well. But Jerry looked distracted.

"Yes, let's go back in and find it," Meadow said thinking quickly. She didn't want to have him in her belly. Although, she wanted the human to keep making her belly taunt like this, and feel her up at least. She wanted that other in her belly for revenge sure enough. Maybe if there was a way for the ermine to be in there safely. Nah, she didn't want to think of safety. Meadow remembered that the other roommates were still gone.

"I'm going to have to go, though. Your roommates are going to report them," She added at length as they mounted the stairs, her belly swaying with the human in it.

Jerry looked at her and her belly, "Well, it was like..." Then he stopped.

"Like what," she asked stopping too.

The ermine looked over her, it was almost like rape what the cheetah and human did but it wasn't he wondered. Unless one of them was getting off on it.

"Well it doesn't seem fair to me?" He said.

Meadow gave a sudden belch she couldn't control and put her paw to her snout. The arousal was getting less. It was to business now. They located the flash drive but no computers.

"They must've accessed it somewhere," the pony said.

They searched around and found a room of monitors and a control panel on it. There was a desktop PC there and had a USB port which they used. The videos started to play on the monitors and they sat there and watched.

"God damn, anything. The cops'll," Meadow spoke and the ermine nodded as she moved the control panel around and messed with the controls.

Then she pointed as she saw the creature messing with the camera. They looked madly and she was talking but they couldn't hear it. The pony looked over the panel quickly and pressed a button and her voice came over loudly, "We are here at my house. We are taping this as evidence while we locate the target and prove she is a serial vorphile." 

The camera went dark.

"No. Shit. Not here," Meadow pressed the rewind on the panel and it skipped back.

"Damn it," She flicked the controls and stepped back as it stopped at the beginning. Jerry happened to look off to the side of the desk and saw a backpack there.

"Wait," He went into it and emerged triumphantly with Brianne's license that had the address of the cheetah on it.

"I doubt she is going to be stupid enough to go back there," They heard some distant sound of a door opening and closing and giving a quick glance to each other, they left another way from where it was and went a the hall and found their way to the exit but the cops were entering there but didn't see them. They went and turned another way and found a back way out and left running off behind the hospital and to a field and the lights across the old lot there into the decrepit old buildings in that section of the city.


Meadow pushed her snout and face up to her belly into the stirrings of the human still in there. Jerry shut the door behind him and went over to help hold her.

He giggled, "You're going to be eaten."

The pony at first thought it was corny but then she smiled and laughed with the ermine, "Yep, that's what's going to happen."

She started to cry out and the ermine's paw went over her mouth. Brianne's head was inside of the mouth and the pony's tongue coated her. She then saw the throat looming ahead flexing in and out as the pony swallowed. Meadow didn't need too much to get her aroused again. Jerry wasn't aroused himself, just thrilled at this revenge.

It was the next evening. The cops didn't find anything but that was by design. They came by and questioned her and were going through the evidence they'd said. Brianne's pointed involvement they were not happy about, but they found her backpack and her videos and were going through them and left a cruiser out front. She felt safe at that. Then, they were at her door. Where did the cop go? How did they find her, she couldn't say?

She watched the throat and then finally the stomach opening and then was into the stomach against her human partner. She didn't bare to look at what he was like now.

"We'd better get going," he said to her after Meadow had added a bigger bulge to her belly.

Jerry had to walk home soon after and finally convinced someone to let him call his roommates. He had gotten his car and picked the pony up as she hid out with her distended belly. The found her car. Meadow had a random cell phone she took with her just in case and had called up something fake nearby and the cop was off.

They went down the block to where they'd parked Jerry's car and laughing and giggling got in.

"Back to my place or yours?" He asked.

"You stupid. Either place is going to be watched," the pony emitted patting her squirming belly.

They settled on the first motel on that section of town. Jerry booked a room while she waited in the car. Then he gave the pony the keys and she slipped through the door with a coat wrapped around her distended gut.

The ermine stepped inside but left the door cracked open. He began to have flashbacks again and wanted to leave, "You think you'll be ok?"

She was dissapointed and looked down. As much as she'd been into it. Jerry was also considering her. As much as he'd been into it.

He pushed open the door slightly.

"I won't eat you if you want to stay," Meadow spoke feeling anxious at his leaving.

Jerry laughed feeling anxious about staying or going, "I would if I was you. That'd be how I'd do it. Have him come in and eat him like I... I mean you did before."

She stood up and shook her belly in front of him, "Then she'd mock him when he's inside of her like. 'Stupid prey'."

Then the ermine started letting himself think about being inside of the stomach again as she shook her gut. Meadow was tempting now that he looked at her, even more when he'd looked at her body before. It was good to him. Even better like this. Why like this? Was it all because of what it was like inside? That couldn't be all.

"But then," Jerry spoke feeling warmer hotter and took a few steps forward feeling how stupid he was.

Meadow moved quickly to grab him and shut the door with a shudder through the wall. She laughed at his expression of surprise. He tried to squirm away. Then Meadow stopped holding him and he started to slip away he broke free and went to the door his heart racing. He looked back and saw her and turned his ermine head to the side looking at her.

So she said, "Then, she'd let him fuck her silly with the prey all in her belly."

The pony opened her arms and gestured toward herself with her hooves as she sat down on the bed. Jerry didn't think hardly a moment but ran into her arms smooshed up against her but he stopped. Not because he didn't want to do it. No. He felt the prey against his belly and junk. This let another avenue open in his mind. This sensation was all the more weird to him at first. Not at all what he imagined. He went with it, though, the prey that she just ate was still pretty active and pushing around.

Meadow was stroking his sheathe and he let his member play into her paws and she introduced it to her snatch and by then it was throbbing in there. He let the thrusting go and his instincts do the work and almost giggled at the thought because each time he thrust he pushed into the prey on the belly with his own and the prey seemed to push back. Jerry stopped a moment, letting the prey push into his own belly like an odd massage to him.

She jittered with the sensation of him entering her and felt it well placed in there rather than in her belly. Every time he brushed the prey, smooshing it in to the already brimming tautness, make her nearly climax. The ermine started thrust voraciously himself and they drifted into each other up and she came first, being turned on by the vore and experienced with it the most but he did as well, not too long after. They laid there after the first time and his paw was over her distended gut and he started playing with the prey in there making her giggle. Then the got back and started for the second round.