“Uuuuhhh…” Groaned Athena groggily, as the normally elegant equine clumsily clambered out of bed. The warmth of the inviting sheets urging her to remain within the luxury linens snug embrace, but a more pressing need rudely pushing against her ponut urged her to stand. The mare clutching her head as she sluggishly rose, trying not to wince as the dehydrated ding of a heavy hangover pounded away to punish her for her night of intoxicating indulgence. The selection of spirits the mare had mixed with her lemonade proving a bit too much to her staggered sensibilities, leaving her to moodily murmur as each pulse of her lethargic heart agitated the mardy migraine nestled in her noggin.

The protector’s desiccated mouth feeling as dry as a desert, as the copious amount of liquid she had consumed last night had done nothing to quench the thirst she now felt. The bad habits of the human world’s vices leaving her in a drunken daze, and now the equine was paying for her enjoyment in kind. The parched pony’s first few steps slow and staggered, as Athena tried to get a bearing in the harsh morning light that seemed to cut her like a razor blade. Her centre of gravity seeming to have shifted as she slept, and it took Athena several steps to properly adjust to the dense mass that was currently cramping her colon.

Whatever she had eaten not agreeing with her, leaving Athena to waddle to the washroom to relive her gurning guts. She couldn’t remember what she had done last night, and the bloated feeling in her belly was doing little to help the pony piece together exactly what pleasures she had partaken in to leave her in such a suffering state. The normally stalwart mare feeling sick, as whatever was stabbing at her sphincter only increased in urgency as she stood up, as whatever was packed behind the pucker suddenly shifted.

The looming deluge of dung braying on her back door, letting the wasted mare know immediately that she was not going to make the trip the trip to the toilet. A shit sweat springing from the pony’s pores, as she frantically scanned for a receptacle for the rectal residue thumping at her tailhole. Her irritated irises falling on a large crystalline statue in the corner of the room, that she had installed to add a serene ambience to her sleeping chamber. The clear quartz carving capped with a beautiful bowel designed to project rainbows on the walls around it, but in this case, it would sufficiently serve as a makeshift toilet.

Athena finding herself growing a second tail as she awkwardly shuffled towards the stylish sculpture, and she had just enough time to hike up her tail before the faecal flow forced its way free. A festering fart ringing out as the loamy log crowned no sooner than Athena’s plump plot found a seat on the accommodating art. The dense dump beginning with a crackle as the septic sausage began to crawl out of the blinking brown eye in a steady stream. The textured turds thrumming against the twitching tailstar, as the plentiful poop pleasurably passed in a greasy glide that casually curled out of Athena’s crap chute.

Athena biting her lip and began to let out a series of grunting squeezes, as the equine attempted to expedite the excretion. This seemed mostly unnecessary though, as the sheer pressure of the packed poo was sufficient to keep the well-marinated manure moving. The hazel hues coiling out of the clogged colon to the periodic poots of gastric gas, as the moist clay was shuttled free as soft serve scat. The condensed crap creeping over the chrysanthemum with an odd grain, and before long her aching anus was completely ajar in a straining scream, as she birthed the buttery bowel movement.

The sensation strumming her sore sphincter familiar, and the painful prickle of acid-pitted lumps of crushed calcium gave a clear clue to exactly what sort of dinner she was dumping. Athena mulling the identity of her meal, as the digested deposit continued to form under her flanks, in a seemingly unending drizzle of droppings. This not lasting long though as Athena’s train of thought was abruptly interrupted with an answer as a tarnished crown clattered free in the next strenuous section of steaming shite. The dirtbox dilating uncomfortably as the remnant of rank made its exit, leaving little doubt that the broken bones Athena was currently letting out was once Lustrous.

Athena letting out a steamy sigh as she realized the insidious identity of the bitch, she had baked into a batch of bowel brownies. The knowledge adding a strange satisfaction to the shit, as in a perverse way the head soldier of the three kingdoms had done her duty, and dealt with the dusky dictator once and for all. The evil equine’s existence extinguished by the biology of her better, and now the black thorn in the side of Pondonia was just fresh food for the flies. A fact cemented by every greasy clump of ruined hair and slight prick of a well-shattered skeleton that tickled over Athena’s tailhole as she vacated the villain.

The Pegasus body doing a number on her nemesis, as nothing substantial seemed to have survived Lustrous’s turbulent transformation into a turd. Roughly handled relics peppering the mahogany manure with chaotic clusters of mishandled mare, that was almost unrecognizable as even once being part of a pony. The base components boiling into a chunky chyme that was now being reborn as a creamy soil of septic filth. Athena wishing, she could recollect the howls of confused anger that Lustrous doubtlessly spat as the pegamare forced her foe face first up her sensitive sphincter. The maleficent mare’s entirety thumping over the paladin’s ponut like a snarling suppository, that after only a short time stewing had simmered into a satisfying shit.

Athena’s colon cooking the cunt into a massive muddy mess as she sluiced the scoundrel during a short drink dulled doze. Efficient enzymes liquidating Lustrous’s base components, and before long all that remained of the mare’s legacy was a copious amount of brown biomass that was now packing the protector’s plumbing like a primed 3D printer. Athena tracing the stowed shit through her stomach with a cursory stroke, as a lot more of her eaten enemy was still patiently waiting to be excreted. The Pegasus just getting comfortable, knowing from past experience that there was no reason to roughly rush this release, lest Lustrous get the last laugh and impact her intestines. Athena instead just letting nature take its steady course, as she reached out her magic and poured herself another much-needed drink. The zesty brew quickly vanishing, as with a long swig Athena downed the lukewarm liquid, and let out a tired sigh…

“This was going to take a while…”

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Athena after a few drinks decides to get rid of Lustrous permanently. Unfortunately, this leaves a bit of a rough morning after, but I am sure this will pass, just like the processed problematic pony...

A little lemon I did for a gift I got from Gizmo. The image was commissioned from Skunk-Bunk ( https://www.furaffinity.net/user/skunk-bunk/ ). So if you like the scaty showing please go give them some love :)

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