It was very rare to get to hear a critique on how your crap curled out of a congested colon, as usually the metabolized meal was far past the point of an opinion. In this case though, the convoluted magic of reformation allowed Bug and Coral to casually comment on their crowning creations they had made from each other in real-time. Both mares beginning their bowel movement simultaneously as they pushed off the starting block of their rectal race with a guttural grunt for a starting shot. The festering fudge coming out like turd toothpaste, that trickled out of their trembling tail holes as a girthy septic sausage of steaming scat.

Bug’s browneye blinking with a few wobbling winks as it diligently dilated to dispose of her digested dinner like any other meal, even if the mare that made it was standing to her side. Coral repeating the motion, as with a crackle the duo began releasing the repugnant residue knocking at their now blossoming backdoor. Both equines stifling a moan as the spoor shifted, and in a few seconds, the pair were sprouting second tails from their parting ponuts. The first few seconds of shivering straining all it took to get the faecal flow going, as the two hiked up their tails and began stuffing the festive sack behind them with a sizable serving of scat.

“You feel like sand coming out,” mumbled Bug through a quivering lip, as she began to idly chat with her counterpart well, she purged her piping. The hazel log leaking out like a loam, as the soft serve soil felt like sank as it slithered out of her spread sphincter. The sensation rough, like a million small sharp rocks, as the shark’s skin had failed to digest and was now softly scraping as it exited with an exfoliating caress. Apart from that Coral had created a rather dense dump, as a quick tour of her tubing seemed to have been able to dissolve the mineral-rich mare into a manageable slurry, not that different than breaking down bones. The end result was a solid shit, that though it required a strong shunt to get moving, ended up feeling great as it was deposited, and Bug could not help but feel a little moist as she forced the churned Carcharodon out of her ajar anus.

The earth pony feeling a sweat coming on, as the bran heavy butt butter began to form a manure mountain behind her. An entire mare’s worth of biomass thumping out Bug’s backdoor, as with a series of moist plops the engorged earth pony began to gradually build up an impressive poop pile below her now slightly plumper posterior. The mare just savouring the moment, as the greasy scat strummed her starfish with a relaxing rub, as it departed the erogenous exit.

“That’s just my scales… Silica, they don’t digest, always feel good coming out though, or so I have been told,” answered Coral through bitten lip, as she took a moment to give another push to keep her own shit stream flowing. The shark not surprised that the earth pony had not noticed her sandpaper-like skin when she had trickled down her throat, as unless she struggled the streamlined scutes rarely posed a problem for her prospective predators when she was going down.

“Huh, didn’t feel them, you went down like smooth sushi,” remarked Bug, as she reminisced on how easily her large lump of seafood had glided down her gullet. The mare looking over her shoulder to inspect the mess she had made, only to be met with the odd sight of a clear gel oozing from Coral’s anus like sparkling seafoam. The emerging excreta nothing like the expected snake of brown clay, as whatever Coral was crapping seemed entirely devoid of hair or bone fragments and instead looked like a slowly growing tube of grey glass.
The slate shit a similar tone to Bug’s coat, which was not surprising to the examining equine, as she knew her condensed cadaver had been the main ingredient in the sizable colon casserole.

“It’s rare when I take a trip down a throat, so I aim to please,” replied Coral with a wink, before she waggled her plump plot slightly, as she pinched off another long log. Bug watching the next package of processed pony turtle forth with a curious glance, not sure what to make of the almost alien anatomy on display. The mass hot and viscous, almost like a glue, but almost immediately after exiting the equine the poo lost its pliability and turned into a shimmering slab of silicate sewage. The sight of it swiftly setting odd to Bug as she could only imagine what constipation felt like to the squatting shark when her rectal resin set internally.

“I could say the same for myself, though usually, I am a bit more…. Problematic to pass,” remarked Bug, as she knew full well her frizzy main could be a pain for any predator attempting to pass her. The comparison to steel wool always making her smirk, but it was the fool’s fault for trying to turn the predatory pony into food. Coral didn’t seem to have that problem though, as the shark’s biology had efficiently converted an entire equine into a uniform paste much to Bug’s surprise. The mare unable to see any evidence of her existence in the mound of muck, leaving her impressed at thorough Coral’s guts had been at metabolizing her meat.

“Hair has never been an issue, my body breaks it down no differently than hooves or teeth, so my meals always flow out like water,” responded Coral, before her log cutter clenched cutting off another length of well-processed protein.

“You’re missing out, ruined hair tickles a treat on the way out,” smirked Bug, as with a soft groan the last of Coral came away concluding her substantial shit.

“We shall see, though you were more bitter than I was expecting, a delightful diversion from the sweet stock of ponies I have had the pleasure of gorging upon,” responded Coral, as she had relished the feeling of Bug’s strong bones breaking in her belly. The grey glutton proving herself a rare treat, as the moody mare had made an agreeable bulge in her barrel, that had wriggled spectacularly in the short time required to simmer her to soup. The earth pony spirited, as even after going down willingly she could not suppress her amazing survival instinct and had let out a clattering convulsion once Coral belched up her air supply.

“It’s an acquired taste, besides there is a reason my worms don’t make me a meal,” joked Bug as she felt her rear zip back up, leaving the mare feeling significantly lighter after the ordeal of passing a pony as large as she was.

“We should do this again,” proposed Coral as she felt the last dollop of defecation fell free, as she had very much liked how her predatory peer had performed as a swaying swelling in her stomach.

“Perhaps, though if you can’t handle all of me you don’t deserve me,” concurred Bug, as though she knew Coral preferred her prey in pieces, she would still rather not stain the carpet.

“No promises, though I think we can work out another dinner date,” purred Coral, as she as proven was fully capable of taking the moody mare whole.

“Then I will have to check my calendar, I did o so enjoy the way your flukes folded as they slid succulently over my lip,” teased Bug, as she gave Coral a jesting nudge. The sudden shunt causing the exhausted shark to stagger slightly, but it didn’t stop her from shooting back a quick retort.

“Just bring a friend, I would like some dessert with your padded plot,” retorted Coral, mouth already watering at the thought of a second mass of meat jostling alongside Bug’s fatty flanks. Her belly growling, as it urged her to pounce and take a second serving of the earth pony, but Coral was smart enough to know the dire repercussions that came with crossing the mother of worms. Not like the mardy mare was listening though, as her amber eyes were instead looking at the transparent turd she had been made into with a creative glimmer. Bug already pondering on how to dispose of this massive mass of waste, and she could not help but think the clear crystal would look nice as a new desk lamp for her study……


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Bug and Coral decided it would be fun to eat each other. Here we have them critiquing each others performance as they let out what is left of lunch...

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