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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 trembling in response as the contact of her palm caused her exposed nerves to light up like a stinging firework. The queer sensation like a simmering burn, as her hand slowly sank into her flesh, as the once firm tissue was now nought but a pulped paste of disorganized biomass. The hen able to trace her own digestive disintegration in real-time, as she examined her dissolving anatomy with a morbid curiosity. The anoxic atmosphere dulling the pain, allowing her to prod her unravelling body with only a niggling singe of pain from her melting neurons.

The curdling commotion of her anatomy being unmade oddly numb and devoid of stimulation, as with each pulsation from the plumbing another layer of tissue washed away into the congealing muck the hippogriff was marinating it. The cradling caress of the colon surrounding Orchid like a squab sausage, that squeezed against her frame with a punishing peristaltic pressure. Each undulation of the throbbing tubing rubbing away at Orchid’s fallible flesh, as it effortlessly reduced the sweltering hawk down into a bubbling broth of her base components.

Orchid feeling what she thought was a slimy rope, only upon closer inspection finding it to be gory sinew slowly unspooling from her compromised body cavity. Her lower digestive track reacting to the sudden space by unfurling out of the hippogriff’s eviscerated core like a grotesque length of silly string. The exposed length of bowel floating free of her punctured abdomen, allowing it to flow through her twitching talons like a spongey eel caught in a current. Orchid detecting the reassuring weight of her trusty buttplug flutter through her fidgeting fingers, as to the hen’s surprise it remained firmly lodged in her rectum, even as the organ began to sizzle to nothing in the enzyme emulsion lathering into the broken bird’s open wounds. The long length coiling out of the fracturing formel, as Orchid quivered in reluctant release in response to the overbearing feeling of her fermenting framed boiling down into a brown broth. The hen’s fate rather clear at this point, as the grey glutton was well on her way to baking Orchid and what little remained of Fuzz into a single thick bowel brownie.

The two calorie-rich suppositories easily converted and condensed down into a uniform crap of soft-serve scat. Orchid lower extremities soon just a sour slush lost in the enzyme emulsion, as in a matter of minutes Bug’s brutal biology tore its way through the succulent meats of her mumbling meal. Muscle, cartilage, bone, all reduced to a puree of assorted proteins, as the slate snarfer sluiced the contents of her colon like a relentless furnace. The only facet spared from the punishing peptides being Orchid’s tasteless wrapper, as the plastic polymers were unpalatable to the churning chemicals, leaving the borderline bisected hippogriff to trickle out of her garment as a runny mess of sloughing scat. Orchid felt herself fading, her violated organs stuttering, struggling to simply function as the systems of her shattered frame jittered in an attempt to function well beyond their tolerances.

The hen starting to convulse, as her limited faculties left her only the option to slip into a spasm, unable to coordinate anything more than to curl into a jibbering ball of wheezing nutrients. Bug cradling the heaving hen, as she easily contained the rattling commotion of her soon to be expired cargo. Orchid’s vision going blurry, as the anoxic abyss began to bleed into her dying brain, unable to compose itself in the dim darkness of her digesting dungeon. Her beak opening as if to say something, only for her devourer to clench her gut with a sudden punishing pinch, that with a fibrous crunch put down her shuddering snack. The muffled sound like someone crushing a melon with a hydraulic press, as Bug rolled the tension in her tummy effectively mangling what remained of her meal into a more agreeable metabolized mush. Bug taking the time to pop any of the stubborn bones lingering in her piping, causing the bunched-up ball of digesting deadweight to thrash slightly as mutilated muscles sang out their last haggard hurrahs. The jerking motions not lasting long, and soon enough Bug was stroking the smooth sphere of her gurgling midriff, as her misshapen midriff began to round out into a much more manageable muffin top. The hollow bones making the whole affair so much simpler, as the feeble calcium cracked and crumbled into a bonemeal with only a few forceful pushes, allowing Bug to rapidly liquidate the assets of her sating indulgence. The earth pony tracing the rounding out details of her conquest with an explorative frog, as based on the pace of the processing it wouldn’t be long before she could cup a squat and dump what remained of her unexpected visitor….


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Bug's digestive system is really getting to work on Orchid, it won't be long now until the broken bird is curling out as a fresh loaf of steamy butt bread...

Part six 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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