Warning the following story contains VORE.

The snowflake fell softly in the airbase, slowly floating by the wind and changing their course accordingly at the whim of such an invisible force, before ultimately meeting its final destination at the grassy field, lightly coating the surface underneath with their whiteness, masking the green pasture present in the area. Just like that lone snowflake, there were many others, floating, falling in such a graceful motion that it was hard to not spectate, and ultimately covering the green terrain with a white coat over it. That meant it was a relatively cold day today, yet it wasn’t particularly freezing like mid-winter; there were still some fallen leaves and patches of green that weren’t camouflaged in such a snowy parchment.

In this kind of weather, calm yet at the same time beautiful for its apparent simplicity, a story developed in a civilian airport, near Ponyville and Canterlot, a place where plane ponies lived and inhabited alongside regular pony populace. The four-legged creatures worked and perambulated around with cheerfulness, probably because they knew Hearth Warming’s day was closer than ever, or most likely because they also agreed on such a irrefutable fact that this snowy weather was beautiful. The Celestial sunrays shone down through the few clouds in the sky, illuminating the ground underneath and showcasing vividly the colors present. For an airbase, home of plones, it was rather civil and welcoming. Indeed, someone that lived in such a harmonious little “village” could’ve considered that the experience of coexisting there with other ponies, plones, griffons, and even dragons, was even better than rivaling cities such as Manehattan and Canterlot, in terms of life quality. Despite the small size of such a demography, it felt like an authentic utopia of cultures and races, even though it was slightly dominated with ponies and plane ponies.

Due to this particularity in the design of such habitat, you could see plane ponies talking with changelings, either changed or unchanged ones, or changelings with dragons, some small, and a few as big as the plones present… and talking about these very creatures; you could see these giant lumbering walls of fluffiness and aerodynamics, cutely kneeling down to chat or play with griffons and hippogriffs. There were even two tank ponies and a ship pony alongside the small populace, aided by the fact there was a river wide and long enough crossing such a city, and that it leaded directly to the sea. So it wasn’t uncommon to see inter-species love and kindness being reciprocated.

This is where this cute little scene developed; in such a paragon of tolerance and respect, love and harmony, cheerfulness and laughter, we could find a rather adorable pony named Archon. The cutie had a black coat, dark like a moonless sky seen from the rooftops of Manehattan or Las Pegasus, and also it was immaculately clean despite the fact such a shade of colour would aid quite greatly on covering up any evidence of dirt. His black coat contrasted heavily with his mane, a white, fluffy, slightly messy and a bit long mane, the same color as his tail, the white color reflecting the purity and kindness in their soul. His red eyes scanned their surroundings, looking, searching for an invisible object that wasn’t present in their field of vision, or rather, a very visible and gigantic plane pony that wasn’t there. He idly wondered how he lost her, if he just saw her here and wanted to tell her something off his chest, but his thoughts were quickly silenced when, after turning on an intersection, his vision caught the glimpse of the one he was looking for.

“Collide! Hi!” His words were cheerful and full of enthusiasm, which neatly conveyed the fact he was happy of seeing her. The alluded figure, a plane pony of luxurious, soft and clean white coat, with blue markings, and darker blue for irises, turned around and looked at the tiny creature who had dared to speak her name. The kind, gentle giant pony smiled in appreciation and happiness, as she walked with a hurried pace towards the earth pony “Hi Archon! How are you? Beautiful day, isn’t it?” She said, a regular mannerism for when you started talking with someone. One could think the name “Collide” was particularly ironic for a plane pony, but nobody in this base seemed to pinpoint that fact.

“Oh yeah, it’s pretty, I love the whiteness of the grass… Er, um” Archon’s thoughts had to refocus from the conversation about the weather to what he actually was going to ask, but you had to give him props that he quickly got back on track “Um… I’m fine… and er… I wanted to tell you something… um… well… y-you know… like… we’ve been good friends this whole time… right?” Archon said, and Collide nodded attentively, looking back at the floor before her, then shortly afterwards proceeding to gently land her fluffy soft flank on the ground, sitting down. “Best of friends, y-yeah… Um… why do you ask?” She asked a bit uncertain. There was a feeling in her heart that made her think she already knew where this was going but she dared not to say anything about it until she was 100% sure.

“Um… and well… we like… um… like… we really like eachother… as a friend… and… like… you’re so nice to me” Archon continued, rubbing his left hoof nervously with his forehoof. The anxiety in both was something worthy to spectate, and there was a rather funny and adorable chemistry in both being so shy and nervous to tell eachother what they actually wanted. “Like… um… er…” He tried his very best, but no words or sound come out of his mouth, like if he had suddenly became mute due to the overwhelming power of embarrassment.

“W-Well… I d-do like you too… a-a lot” The plone interjected her sentence, seeing him stuck in an endless loop of stammering and trying to say something but failing, even then, she fell to that same dreaded trap known as anxiety, as her words collided with eachother upon exiting her mouth. It was clear she was having difficulties just like her best friend, and wasn’t that capable of coming up with her true feelings. “I… um… I…” They both kept on for a little longer, before both suddenly got the adrenaline rush of a courageous energy flowing through their veins, perhaps the brain finally trying to get them to do something, and they blurted out, almost at the same time “I-I LOVE YOU”

“W-wait… you do too?” These words were uttered, also by both parties involved in this cute shipping, in an almost perfect unison, which made the scene even more adorable. “Y-you actually do?” They both said again, as unlikely as it was, but probably third time was the charm, because soon, that embarrassment and fluster became joy and happiness as the plane pony, innocently excited and eager of the extremely good news she just heard, proceeded to pick the cute white-maned pony on her hoof and nuzzle the heck out of him, in an heart-melting demonstration of the affection they felt against eachother. The relentless furry cheek of Collide pressed and squished Archon against the underhoof, embedding him a bit on the soft, cushy and absurdly fluffy frog in a comfy embrace. “Thank you thank you thank you!”

“H-Heh… um… glad to hear that” Archon said, a bit overwhelmed by the sudden happiness, but happy himself nonetheless. He loved the fact that her secret lover for all these years was now her actual lover, and that they kinda were in a relationship now. He just needed to make the question to do it official: “So… w-we’re lovers right? You’re my girlfriend?” He asked. For him, and the plone who was asked, and the inhabitants of this airbase-like village, this was something completely normal, and there was nothing odd at a relationship between a giant plane pony and an tiny Earth Pony, if anything, that difference, both in size and species, made it even more heartwarming.

“Yes and that means I can eat you without issue!” The plone let out loud, probably without any prior philosophizing to judge accurately whether that was a good thing to just exclaim out of sudden. But she realized what she did soon enough, and her cheeks flushed with a bright red coloration on them, a telltale sign of her returning embarrassment for that slip up. As for Archon, the adorable little thing, he was also a flustered mess himself, but how couldn’t he? That was one of his deepest fantasies, and she just said that out loud like if admitting he was the cutest snack. “W-what?”

“U-Um… w-well… r-remember w-w-when you told me y-your kinks? W-we are… er… were best friends… w-we had n-no secrets between us… w-well… um… y-you know I also like t-the idea of being a pred…” Collide started, trying to explain what was her intentions and to formulate a plan as to how this would go now, because she had no other way out; she couldn’t just say ‘Nah I was lying don’t want to eat you sike’ because she knew that’d be a total lie for them both… so why not going ahead with it? Maybe they could… perhaps… “Um… well… I… I wanted to do this since you told me about it… and um… now that we’re… like… officially lovers…” She paused, regaining her breath. “Do… do you want to… my love?”

“Oh…” Archon required some minutes to think about what was the current situation in the battlefield. He was just asked to do something very intimate he loved… by the pony he loved… and he didn’t see nothing wrong or that could tell him she wasn’t okay with the idea of eating him… It was like a dream come true… to the point he actually pinched itself to know if this was one of these kinky dreams he always had… ow… that hurt… and that means this is real… “I-I’d l-love to… dear…” He said, still not acquainted to the whole boyfriend/girlfriend thing and calling eachother dear, honey or sweetie.

“G-Glad to hear that… honey… heh… Um… y-you want to do it now? I-It’d b-be like a t-test for our love, h-heh” The plane pony asked. If one was perceptive enough, one could notice eagerness and excitement in her voice, hidden behind all that timidity in her personality. Words couldn’t express how happy she was feeling right now, and it was clear that Archon was very happy too of this sudden but delightful outcome. “Y-Yes… i-if that’s okay…”. And as soon as the black pony said these words, her giant companion nodded, and opened her mouth wide. It aided the fact that Archon was already on top of her hooves from the nuzzling she had done moments prior. For Archon, the view was… spectacular, to say the least. A fleshy cavern of magnificent proportions compared to his tiny body, housing a warm, wet tongue inside, with some saliva strands sticking from the roof to the teeth or elongating themselves between the walls. “I-I wanna” Is all that the little Earth Pony could muster himself to say upon spectating that grandiosity in front of him, open wide, waiting for him. And that’s the only response Collide needed, before she tilted her head upwards and allowed Archon to fall safely on her mouth, making sure to not let him fall on the ground.

Instantly, Archon was met with the saliva puddles, his fur progressively soaking the more he stayed there, on top of the fleshy tongue, softer than any mattress he ever laid on. It was heaven, and it was just getting started. The sensations were indescribable. For the Earth pony, this was a dream come true. He could pick up the faint, barely noticeable scent of chocolate in the air, and his body got coated with that crystalline, sticky liquid, covering him like a warm blanket. There was movement inside the maw, your usual for a breathing, living pony; and for some reason, that very movement and warm gusts of air made this feel more personal and intimate. It reminded him that she was doing this with someone he loved dearly, and that was happy of doing this.

“D-dear, a-ahe hou ahight?” (Dear, are you alright?) The plane pony asked, obviously with a mild amount of difficulty due to having a pony in her tongue. Even then, she did speak quite well for someone that pretty much never dealt with this situation before, to the point that Archon could perfectly understand her. She also made sure to ask with the lowest volume as possible, both to not hurt the little dear inside her maw (Not that she’d hurt him anyways) and to not be spotted by anyone and think she was talking by herself. “I-I’m fine! I-I’m loving this… t-this is softer t-t-than any mattress I’ve e-ever been” Archon stuttered cutely, his body face first against her tongue, sinking on the soft spongey surface, the saliva coating his fur even more and leaving him shiny and damp.

“O-Ohay t-hen… I-I’ll phay w-with hou nao” (Okay then, I’ll play with you now) She said shortly afterwards, this message eliciting a bigger blush than possible on the face of the earth pony, as he knew where this was going. In an instant his body was trashed around, licked thoroughly, as the tongue rubbed and played with him around like hard candy. Funnily enough he tasted like coffee… perhaps it was his pony natural flavor? Nobody could be sure. Archon felt so defenseless and at the mercy of her true love and missing half, toyed around, yet he also felt protected and safe. His body kept being tossed around like clothing in a washer machine, before it was gently and caringly chewed between the teeth, particularly the molars. The white pearls motioned both towards his body, squeezing him and making him feel relaxed from all the tensions he had today, all that anxiety, all that fear

Then afterwards, the time had come for the decisive moment. The exact moment where their trust and love would be proven to the world and to themselves too… Collide smiled cutely, after playing with her prey, and slowly tilted her head upwards. Archon wasn’t sure what was happening but as his body slowly started to slide down the throat, he got himself a fairly accurate idea. The fact that everything around him was coated in a sticky but also slick colorless liquid made it feel like a waterpark of sorts, as his body plummeted downwards quickly, being held closely by the sphincter in her throat. This was pretty much the climax of the scene; his cute little body being swallowed and becoming food for the bigger pony… well not exactly food, he’d be completely alright in this scenario, but this gave a sense… of… finality perhaps? He wasn’t food, and he’d be regurgitated back out later, but he was treated as such.

His cute little body was squeezed from every angle and direction, as his travelling down the fleshy tube was characterized with an abnormal slowness and tightness, not that he did mind though, he loved just how sensual and slow this felt… so personal… so loving… “I-I’m all y-yours… Y-You c-can t-taste me f-forever…” Archon said in her horny haze, clouding lightly her mind as she went down the throat, knowing what her next destination would be. And in less than a few minutes, he had arrived. The second sphincter struggled lightly to allow him, but shortly afterwards he was unceremoniously deposited like a sack of potatoes on the stomach. The plane pony blushed bright red and had heavy breathing, both by the horniness and because she didn’t expect she would actually do this ever… “I… uh… T-This was so g-good… I-I l-love having y-you in there… U-Um… I-I-It is f-fine i-if y-you stay there f-for a bit? I-I’m e-enjoying this t-too much to end it too soon”. The Earth pony inside her stomach didn’t object to such an idea. In fact, he found it an excellent proposition, especially since it was so warm and comfortable inside, compared to the relatively chilly exterior in the airbase “I-I’d l-love to honey… y-you can l-let me out whenever you wish~”. And with that mere sentence, that response, it started a new, lovely phase between both, one where they weren’t friends that chatted, but now lovers that did the most intimate things.

Oh GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD. Why I took so much time writing this I’m sorry my dude, I swear I’m sorry bout that my man. But yeah, this is an adorable drawing and a kinky story asked by a friend of mine. He didn’t quite have any artwork of his OCs, and I decided to be the first one to draw them, yay :D

Either way, I hope you enjoy this dude! Sorry so much for the delay… You know what they say about not hurrying up perfection… heh… Okno that’s a dick thing to say rn lmao but still; I’m legitimately apologetic right now Dx. My friend requested a pic of them snuggling/having fun eachother, similar to this excellent artwork done by ls_skylight. And I decided to provide exactly as specified. Hopefully it’s good enough! They also suggested a progressively kinkier and ‘vorier’ story between them both, which I hope I also managed to create as per the requirements.

Tagging this suggestive cuz the story in itself, despite the drawing being safe; sorry for any mods that have to change the rating back >.>’