Crimson whimpering as he felt the gentle gust that was his stale air supply slowly drain out of his stifling cell in a drawn-out burp. The stomach growing tighter as the acrid atmosphere was gradually bled from the churning cavity, as it clamped down to claim its prize. Crimson fidgeting slightly, unable to muster the energy to escape, as he knew where he was, and the stallion was smart enough to know what happened to food once it was eaten.

The Pegasus packed away just like his female friends, and he took little solace in the fact he would share their faecal fate as a single strenuous shit. his body starting to chafe as enzymes ate away at his skin, before the itching sensation nibbling at his hide grew unbearable. The gut’s rough rubbing kneading the epidermis raw and soon the sharp sting of acid began to strum against his nerves as he slowly suffocated in the stranglehold of the stomach. The defeated equine blind as he expired, with only the slight prickle of wayward bone nubs to comfort him as without a word he gave one last little shudder and went still as he fell under the cloak of the endless sleep.

Bug barely noticing as she shifted slightly in her sleep to the repressed rattle within her. The mare cradling her stuffed stomach as she just basked in the banquet like a gorged gecko. The loud gurgles of her grinding gut audible as it set about sluicing the suppressed stallion, who thankfully passed out before the worst of digestion had wracked his fallible frame into a pained puree. Her body just doing what came naturally, and soon her gastric system was going through the motions of metabolizing another massive meal. The earth pony snoring sweetly as she slept, as it would only take a quick nap to deal with her midmorning one-night stand.

Her belly slowly withering away Crimson’s features as the entombed equine was eroded by the buffeting enzyme broth seeping into the snug sack. The stomach like a skin-tight sleeping bag, as it slowly stroked away the details until only a compact ball of mangled meat and assorted viscera remained, as an entire stallion condensed into chyme. The already leeched luggage that was Eos and Cherry faring no better, as the pre-digested pasture pancakes were soon solvent and enjoying their second screening through Bug’s poop piping. The sloppy soup washing over the velvety villi as they extracted what value they could from the processed paste.

Bug’s belly slowly deflating, but even the methodical mare’s intestinal tract had limits, and she awoke to a diminished by none the less substantial stomach. The compact mass of manure tangible within her, as her bowels strained to store her most recent shipment of shit that was now congesting her colon. The large lump transcending the pudge of pregnancy, as the rotund swelling swayed like a pendulum as she gradually stood, the motion slightly clumsy as she readjusted to her newfound centre of gravity.

The mare looking down on her misshapen midriff smugly, as she enjoyed the reassuring weight of her processed prey pressing back against her tender interior. Her hoof tracing the pronounced potbelly as she looked pregnant with octuplets, in a manner almost maternal. Bug’s explorative hoof tip tracing down to her navel, as Bug felt the bloated circumference of a waiting deluge of dung mustering within her in preparation to disembark. The shadows of spheres noticeable beneath the skin, as Bug counted three skulls loitering in her gastric lining, but aside from that nothing more of substance seemed to have survived her caustic crucible.

“Well, time to let you out….” Remarked Bug to no one in particular, as she took a few steps towards the toilet, before realizing no toilet in Equestria could take her triple threat turd. The earth pony shrugging as it became inevitable that she would be ruining the carpet, not like the stained flooring was worth saving. A half-hearted squeeze all it took to get the mudslide flowing, and Bug craned her head slightly as a chocolate tail sprouted from her straining sphincter. The coco coil crowning with a crisp crackle before the shit snake began to unfurl from the dilated doorway.

The scat like snowballs, breaking away in an almost standardized manner, as bit by bit the buttery batch of festering fudge slithered out of the straining sphincter. Bug giving a few grunts to move the compacted crap along, but overall the momentum and slipstream was enough to keep the colonic conveyer belt moving smoothly. The ruffling gusts of lingering gas escaping as rancid farts, before seemingly out of the blue the first skull thumped over the aching anus. Bug biting her lip in the wake of the smooth skull shimmying over her shivering sphincter, as it rammed the orifice open like a smiling wedge. The lack of a horn letting Bug know Crimson was the first to leave, as the stallion’s hornless casemate snuck around the sigmoidal and with a splat landed in the growing pile of ex pony. Bug not even batting an eye at the broken boy, as she just went through the motions and let the turds tumble out of her like crusty toothpaste.

Eos the next to vacate the premises, as her muzzle nuzzled its way to the exit and was birthed with a quick compression, ejecting the morbid memento like a champagne cork. It wasn’t even like this was hard, the poop pliable and moist, and the only thing Bug had to deal with was the inconvenience of waiting for her bowel movement to conclude. Bug’s immense belly gradually deflating in equilibrium with the manure mountain rising behind her, as with each dollop of deuce she pinched off, her massive middle grew a little closer to its original curvy trim. The enjoying the dirty if not arousing act of passing two ponies twice, as they tickled her tailhole just as well on the second tour of her tubing.

A three-course meal reduced to a single substantial shit, and Bug was left sweating at the stimulation of forcing such a dense dump from her ravaged rectum. She had not eaten like this in ages, and the indulgence left the moody mare in a seldom-seen serene state as she dealt with the dumpster worth of droppings the trounced love triangle had been reduced to. The wanton waste seemingly endless, as stool after stool slithered forth from the event horizon of Bug’s bunghole. The black hole spilling forth swill in a stinky storm of steamy scat that thumped out of her tail star in a series of spry strums. Bug biting her lip as she let the deviant discharge pass, and before long she had excreted the majority of the stubborn soil clogging her colon.

The last lingering logs passing gingerly as the final skull made its presence known as it gently flowered Bug’s pudding pocket in a tingling starburst. The ivory sphere squeezing through the throbbing threshold, as with a final grunt Bug put the capstone on another satisfying shit. A salacious sigh leaving her lips as her body zipped itself back up, leaving the mare feeling significantly lighter now she wasn’t encumbered by the brown biomass of three ponies. Bug’s body jiggling as the exertion passed, leaving her prey padded plot to jiggle pleasantly as she settled from the sweat of shifting a bulky bowel movement. The earth pony’s frizzy tail rustling slightly as her dock wagged in the afterglow, to a twitching tune of her humming heart. Bug’s tired anus blinking away to the same hymn sheet, as the sphincter finally found its reprieve and sealed with a few tender kisses into the empty air. A slight misting of sweat coating the mare, as she straightened her back, and wiping herself clean of her clients she cantered off for a well-earned shower, leaving the lovers to cool as a heap of horseshit…


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With nature taking its course it is now time to let out her passengers. Obviously, three ponies make a big mess once the grey glutton dumps them...

A follow up set from Gizmo (who is the one with the diaper fetish, i am simply indulging them ;) ), who commissioned this lovely set from  Shoelace

the other parts of this story can be found here:

Part one: https://aryion.com/g4/view/676100

Part two: https://aryion.com/g4/view/678441

Part three: https://aryion.com/g4/view/678823

Part four: you are here

This takes part immediately after Paid for Predaton part two which can be found here: https://aryion.com/g4/view/664253

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