When Pan had proposed an unconventional test of predatory capacity over drinks, Fuzz should have politely declined the wager with a disarming snort. Unfortunately for the plucky pony, she was a bit too far into the intoxicating embrace of the cups to realize that she had just confidently agreed to what could only be described as a fool’s errand with her normal cocky confidence without even batting an eye at the possibility that this might not have been a good idea. Pan just shaking her head with an amused nicker, before taking another slow sip from her half-full glass, unsurprised by just how quickly her feisty friend had bit at the dirty dare she had suggested.

The terms the straightforward simpleness that came from an inebriated mind; one meal, and whoever brewed the biggest bowel movement won, and got to eat the loser. Nothing too complex, though that didn’t stop Fuzz swiftly necking her blue lagoon and strutting over to the bar in search of a filling snack that could secure her victory. Pan just watching with an entertained look in her eye, as she sopped the rest of her fruity cocktail, seemingly unbothered by her rival’s head start. Sure, could seduce and swallow anyone at the bar given enough time, but Pan had already set her sights on the prospective prey that would easily secure her success in this little drunken gamble. The empty glass clinking on the table, as the unicorn calmly set it aside after draining the last of her liquor, and rose to her hooves ready to begin the hunt.

What transpired next was a bit of a blur, as a lack of inhibitions and the amplified courage of a night out tended to be. The two-equine adopting different strategies in order to win, though Pan’s plan was clear from the start, as she intended to dine on the large drakaina lounging in the corner of the club. Past indulgences of scale and claw teaching the mechanized mare that a draconic dinner always tended to produce a dense dump, so in her mind, there was only one choice in what to consume in order to guarantee a triumphant turd. The white unicorn just having to put on a pretty if sultry face, and whisper a few inappropriate things in order to go somewhere a bit more private, and before long the dragoness would be sliding down her tight throat if she liked it or not.

Fuzz on the other hoof was rocking a much more opportunistic game plan, as her more diminutive stature meant she lacked the capacity to overpower and devour whoever tickled her fancy. The hazel mare not quite sure who to bloat her belly with, as the limitation of a single helping meant she had to be somewhat picky in who to partake in, lest she produce a subpar shit and end up snarfed. The mare hesitating in contemplation for a few seconds, before she spotted a pair of familiar faces sitting in one of the booths near the back of the establishment splitting what looked like an exotic bottle of apple rum in straight totes. The grey sisters greeting Fuzz with a smile and a spiced shot, though it only took an instant for Bug to brush off the possibility of even humouring the idea of being prey with a flat “no”. Conversely, Flashbulb seemed delighted by the idea, as the ever-willing and gulpable gutslut was more than happy to help beef up a batch of fresh fertilizer. Unfortunately, the lightweight pegamare was simply unsuitable for the task at hand, as the combination of hollow bones and lithe build meant she lacked the mare meat necessary to make the massive mound Fuzz was looking for in order to clutch the contest she had signed on to.

Not like this short-term disappointment lasted long, and a few seconds later Fuzz smirked as she had spotted a more viable candidate out of the corner of her eye. This potential paying off, and by the end of the night, the pint-sized pony had a sizable hen-shaped bulge in her belly, leaving the smutty short stack self-assured that soon she would have a prizeworthy poop pressing against her ponut. The substantial sausage of steaming scat that had followed as a coiling chocolate clay just bolstering what she already knew, leaving the dainty predator leaning on the scales with a beaming grin, as she was positive that the neat package of diaper-clad dung, she had produced was more than sufficient to quash her amazon adversary.

Pan didn’t humour this though, as with a roll of her eyes she dropped the aftermath of her massive meal on her side of the scales with a moist thud. The muddy thump immediately followed with a clank as the dish struck the floor hard, as the disgusting deadweight violently tilted the board, flinging Fuzz upwards towards the false ceiling like a lawn dart. The unprepared pony propelling upwards as though she were a frail featherweight, as with a crash her head clapped against the tiles, embedding the equine in the cream foam. A flash of concern coming over Pan’s muzzle as for a second, she thought her companion might have been severely injured, before an angry mumbling came from the rafters, informing the unicorn that apart from a bruised ego, Fuzz was likely fine. Reassured by the annoyed cussing, Pan nonchalantly waltzed below the stuck stripper and opened her mouth, as now it was just a waiting game until gravity brought her petite prize back down…


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After a couple of drinks, Pan challenges Fuzz to a fun little contest. The small stripper confident in her abilities agreed to the contest of who could coil out the biggest crap without question, even if it became abundantly clear by the end of it that the plucky predator had bitten off more than she could chew....

A lemon done for one of my patreons Gizmo, who wanted a story to go with an image they commissioned from secret desires(https://www.furaffinity.net/user/secretdesires/ ). Hopefully they enjoy this more light hearted lemon ;)

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