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   Ingestible Intern (1/8)

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   Ingestible Intern (2/8)

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   Ingestible Intern (3/8)

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   Ingestible Intern (4/8)

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   Ingestible Intern (5/8)

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   Ingestible Intern (6/8)

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   Ingestible Intern (7/8)

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   Ingestible Intern (8/8)

Orchid felt Bug’s brown-eye blink closed over her hooves, as the closing log cutter clenched shut sealing the hippogriff completely within the sweltering confines of Bug’s core. The lower half of hen’s supposedly safe and secure suit slipping off the moment her hips had thumped through the tight threshold of Bug’s taut tailhole, as if the transparent garment was just an ill-fitting sock. The foul fluids Orchid was wallowing in immediately flooding into the breach in the hen’s defences, leaving her to marinate in the icky emulsion surrounding her.

The sensation of the clammy mud seeping onto her skin enough to make the hen cringe, as she could already feel the pony’s powerful enzymes beginning to eat away at her exposed epidermis with a nibbling tingle. Bug’s velvety plumbing wasting no time in gearing up to process the second portion of protein cast into the claggy clutches of her colon, and in a matter of moments, the bowel’s bitter broth began to burn as Orchid began to feel her sensitive flesh beginning to melt. The stimulation numbing, not a sharp pain, more like a tickling itch that just continued to spread as cell by cell the bird began to break down into Bug’s next bowel movement.

The fermented fudge that had been Fuzz mixing well with Orchid’s dissolving flesh, as the mucky manure that had been the sluiced stripper soaked into the hippogriff’s plumage with each contracting quiver of the overburdened large intestine. The oily fertilizer soiling the hen’s prim appearance, as each lapping motion of the lumen allowed the acrid brew of powerful peptides to lather into the bundled-up bird’s feathers, matting them down with the phlegmy grease of the throbbing tubing. The acidic bath coming to a gradual boil, leaving Orchid to squirm as she felt herself being unmade down to her easily absorbed base components.

Orchid soon suspended in the steamy slop, leaving her stewing in the soupy remains of the petite pony that had proceeded her. Bones and broken bits of brittle carbon fibre swirling around her in a scatty squall, pricking and prodding what felt like every facet of her form, leaving Orchid at the mercy of the churning cavity clamping down on her. The organ working over the hen, whose breathing grew shallow, as she struggled to make use of the precious little stale air she had managed to smuggle in with her. The hippogriff writhing against the claustrophobic caress of the cramped colon, but she was already flagging as the lethargia of a slow suffocation began to smoulder in her lungs as she succame to the stinging fumes that made up the hostile atmosphere of the smothering poop chute.

The frantic formel shivering as Bug’s guts continued to knead her, and soon enough she lost feeling in her legs, as the lower extremities began to curdle into a thick curry of pulped protein. Orchid’s senses growing duller by the moment, as her nervous system faltered under the wall of niggling pain that spread across her like a warm wave. The pinching nips following the contours of her now useless outfit, as the septic sluice easily saturated the garment, leaving the hen to baste in the sour solution that was slowly sizzling her down into a hazel chyme. Orchid reaching down to examine the damage only to find a mushy mess where pulverized private parts had once sat, as her frail frame was rapidly liquidating in the oppressive oubliette of the engorged large intestine. The hen gawking at her disintegrating innards, as a combination of shock and bewildered curiosity prompted her to begin probing the sloughing flesh, trying to comprehend the extent of her digestive predicament even as her own body boiled into a calorific biomass before her………

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Now that she is tucked away, Bug's body can begin breaking Orchid down into her useful nutrients...

Part five of a multipart sequence gifted to me by Gizmo, who commissioned the art from Tsubasagahoshi ( https://www.furaffinity.net/user/tsubasagahoshi/).

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