Horse breed of the day: Heck Pony

Height: 12 -13hh

Common coat colors: Dun and grullo

I love the idea of a pred being pinned by the prey, for once, as the they enthusiastically explains why the pred should definitely eat them. Talking about how filling they'd be, mentioning their growling stomach.

The pred obediently keeping their hands at their sides as the prey slowly slides themselves down the pred's throat. Resisting the urge to help them along because they want to be good. Intently listening to the prey's encouragements becoming more and more muffled until they're fully in the pred's stomach.

The pred sitting in silence, waiting for the prey's next order.

Ding. A text pops up on the screen of their phone. The prey continues to direct the encounter while inside of them.

"Rub your stomach here."

"On your hands and knees. Feel how heavy I sit inside you."

"Lean backwards. Feel me squirming around inside you."

"Don't let me out yet. Just a few more minutes."

"You're doing such a good job."

Even as the encounter ends, the prey whispering praises for the pred for being so well behaved. Promising to do this again later, if the pred likes.

It was then that his jaws lunged forward and engulfed my head. The rings of his throat tightened around me ensuring that I couldn't reel myself backwards. I could hear the tallman's moans of satisfaction reverberate in my ears as I was pushed further towards his core.

Hot, copious amounts of slime was massaged on my body as Laios' invasive tongue sampled me. It was not enough to just eat me, the blonde man wanted to savor me until I had no flavor left to give.

Laios gulped again, bringing my chest close to his jaws. I could already smell the hydrochloric acid as I reached the halfway point. My face reached the end of the esophagus and broke through the opening. The pungent, acrid odor welcomed me.

My pelvis disappeared behind Laios' teeth in two seconds with drool pooling to the sides. I was further forced into a taut position when Laios rolled his lips over my upper thighs. I held my breath as his teeth grazed my calves. It hurt, but it was a pleasurable variation.

Laios salivated at the taste of my calves, their creamy goodness practically melting on his tongue like butter. They were rich in fat, so much so, the tallman couldn't help but nibble on them. After what seemed like hours, Laios swallowed pulling my lower legs inside.

With his left hand, Laios removed my shoes, likely because they would be deterrents to digestion. I sensed his tongue slide on my bare soles, which elicited a response from me. As he gulped for the final time, he wrapped his tongue around my toes, closing his mouth behind him. He then tilted his head back and grunted.

There I was surrounded by the rigid, slippery walls. Digestive juices clung onto my body like Christmas lights. It was awfully taut with nary much room to move around in. My prison would shift anytime from the most subtle of movements from the outside. Laios rubbed his distended midsection and yawned.

Laios: You were practically asking to be eaten, do you know that?

I blushed to myself, awaiting my fate as the meal of the tallman with the walls kneading and massaging me into unrecognizable goop to be pumped into his intestines.