“MF HRM KMFRMPH?”

Buzzy trying to check that everything was going to the Princess’s liking, even if the words were completely unintelligible, as she was currently deepthroating the alabaster alicorn’s slender leg up to the gaskin. The pegamare’s lips lapping at Celestia’s spotless fur, with a diligent string of soft gulps as she tried to fulfil her regent’s request. The thought that she was swallowing the solar princess not lost on Buzzy, and it reflected in each tentative roll of her throat, as she attempted to ease Celestia into her digestive tract as gracefully as possible. The tight tunnel of nervous muscle throbbing against Celestia’s hoof, as the alicorn oozed ever deeper into the damp embrace of the gullet as though she was donning a saliva-soaked sock.

“It’s fine Buzzy. Actually, it kind of tickles,” Reassured Celestia, commenting on the strange sensation undulating over her spittle-glazed coat, as with a little wriggle she felt another inch or so of her body seep into the accommodating threshold that sat beyond the smaller mare’s tonsils. Buzzy understandingly uneasy about what the radiant goddess had asked of her, as the soggy confines of another pony’s digestive tract was a far cry from her normal golden regalia. A rippling “Frrrrrt!” easing out of Buzzy’s backside with a gentle toot, though the full force of the fart was mostly muffled by the mare’s bubbly cheeks. The poot ruffling out of Buzzy’s rear for a few seconds, as the excess gas lingering in her bowels was pushed out of her ponut, allowing the soon-to-be overladen intestines to properly stretch in order to make space for what was going to be a massive meal of regal mare meat.

“That’s it dear- you’re doing great,” encouraged Celestia, patting Buzzy’s head with a soothing stroke, as with a wet crackle she heard the first part of her rapidly processed body beginning to crown out of the Pegasus’s yawning ponut. The witnessing first hoofs the effects of the power digestion spell she had cast earlier, as a cocktail of sorcery would allow her to witness her entire conversion into a coil of shit in abject bliss. Pain numbed and replaced with pleasure, allowing her to remain enjoyable poised and cognizant until the last of her well-tanned remains finished slipping out of that spread sphincter her now chocolatey hind hooves were now trundling over.

If Celestia’s heart wasn’t excitedly beating in her ears, she might have heard the twinkle of horn illuminating with magic, that was helping to move the fudgy sausages she made her neatly along, but instead, she remained focused on the sensation of her body swiftly churning down into chyme, before a few seconds later being ejected as a freshly baked bowel movement. The moist noise of logs greasily gliding out of Buzzy’s backdoor in a steady sequence of plopping splatters. The thick turds each making their own unique noises as they struck the ground, a “GLOSH” here, a “GURGLE” there, before a more sizable slab of scat left with a phlegmy “SPLURT”, as the crapping cacophony gradually picked up speed. Celestia savouring the stimulation of being shat out like the elegant slop she was, as the dirty noise of the odd fart was enough to peak up the sides of her mouth with a bemused smile.

The mare lost in the moment, as her experimentation found new levels of halcyon depravity, the degradation of her long and proud career amounting to just a meal making her now liquidated loins tingle, as the nature of her tall and svelte stature, meant that she could experience her own unique perspective on being processing down into poop before she had even fully entered her eager to please predator’s belly. In this lustful daydream, she for a moment saw a familiar face in her peripheral, snapping Celestia back to reality for a moment, so that she might converse with her dear sister, who had decided to assist in this erotically lurid show of her own self-gratification.

“You helping out Luna?” she remarked cheerfully, having no qualms making this little encounter a family affair. The princess of the night perhaps one of the few ponies who could truly understand her pain, as unfortunately for such a long-lived alicorn, stimulation grew dull after experiencing the same buzz countless times over the centuries, leading to things like this when the invariable desire to scratch that dopamine itch spiralled into debaucherous displaces such as this in the pursuit of new and adventurous thrills.

“Can’t have you making too big of a mess,” Replied her nocturnal sibling with a playful smile, as she continued to collect Celestia’s moussy remains. Oily clumps of once spotless fur, and chunks of now brittle bones speckling along the entire length of the logs of fresh fertilizer being released from Buzzy’s rectum. The dung easy enough to manage though, as thankfully her big sister wasn’t leaving as a disgusting slurry of barely coherent diarrhoea. Instead, the disembarking diarch was mostly firm and consistent, allowing Luna to shepherd her soily aftermath into a mostly contained pile of hazel-brown mud. The younger alicorn using her magic to lift up the still-shitting Buzzy, in order to prevent the Pegasus from accidentally sitting in the unfurling Celestia crap currently oozing out betwixt her parted cheeks.

The mare panting now, as with each huff and squeeze another few inches of Celestia spurted down to join the cooling mass beneath Buzzy’s now sweaty buttocks like a mulching woodchipper. The entire alicorn going from lips to tail hole in a matter of minutes, creating a rather substantial but not unprecedented stack of butt brownies in her wake. The remnants of ribs and wings visible in the muck, as each loaf contained a uniform mixture of satisfyingly textured indigestibles, to tingle teasingly over the perspiration-peppered pegamare’s turd cutter. A final pinching clench snipping off the tail-end of the last log, a bleached skull capping off the steaming mound of manure like a morbid cherry on top of the shit sundae. Buzzy letting out an exhausted sigh, her ajar arsehole burning raw from passing an entire princess, leaving Luna to plop her gently to the ground, so that she could have a gander at what her guts had methodically churned Celestia down too.

The mare too tired to say anything, but Luna couldn’t help but smirk, as it wasn’t hard to see that after being pushed out, her sister had made a rather unimpressive dump even with the cake she had padded her physique with over the years and her long-repeated claims of superiority that came with matured age. She must have lacked the proper fibre to make a memorable mountain of mare guano, something that Luna would be sure to remind her of, when she decided to let her festering co-ruler reform. A couple of days of being fly food likely enough to sate Celestia’s unusual cravings, as she hoped her sister didn’t fancy repeating this gastric spelunking. The blue alicorn knowing already this likely wasn’t enough to satisfy, and she just hoped Celestia didn’t fancy a faecal comparison for the second session, as Luna was in no mood to demean herself to a substantial stool slipping out of some random subject’s arsehole; then again her sister could be quite persuasive…..


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Buzzy Brew helps Princess Celestia indulge in some vorish debauchery, as the alabaster alicorn tries out a digestive spell she found in an old book of magic in the lustful pursuit of an exotic and more importantly erotic thrill...

A lemon done for my patreon  dimalad to go along with a piece they commissioned from  foxyoreos . This one featuring Celstia experimenting with a power digestion spell, which converts the solar princess into a pretty sizable pile of fresh mare shit...

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