[Prose, Request] Cutie Cuddles (F/FFF, Soft Vore)

	The local teacher, Cheerilee slept peacefully atop the bed of her cozy home.  Her blankets laid haphazardly over her body, the need for sleep overpowering the purple mare.  With her back to the flowery mattress, her mouth hung open as a thin stream of dribble trails down her left cheek.  Her snores were gentle as a fore leg lazily lays on her rounded paunch.  Dozing peacefully, 3 sets of large, rounded eyes slowly rise from the side of her bed.  In a hushed celebration, the four-legged figures celebrate in the evening sun.

	“Cutie Mark Crusader, teacher tuck-in!”

	Raising their hooves in the air to meet each other with a satisfying “clop” sound, they rest their eyes on the unconscious adult that laid sprawled out before them.  As they rest their hooves back on the ground, Applebloom questions her unicorn friend.

	“So Sweetie Belle, are ya sure that sleeping salt will keep Miss Cheerilee like... that?”

	Waving off the ribboned filly's doubts, she brings up the tiny container that holds the ingredient in question.

	“Uh-huh!  Zecora says, 'A teaspoon of this at night, will knock you out like a light!'”

	The orange pegasus buzzes over to the window, hoof pointing outside.

	“But the sun's still up...”

	“Well... I slipped a lot more than a teaspoon into her dinner... so that should make up for it, right?”

	The two other fillies shrugged to the marshmallow pony as they returned to Cheerilee's side.  Still oblivious to the rambunctious trio that stood inches away from her, she slept in the salty haze of her tampered dinner.  The orange filly raises an eyebrow as she prods the plump belly of her teacher.

	“I guess so... so you're sure we'll be safe?”

	Sweetie Belle chimes in as she leaps onto the bed, her front hooves playing with the slack jaw of her teacher.

	“Of course!  Twilight said that if we wanted to know what it's like to be an adult, we have to be an adult!  How else can know what it's like to have a cutie mark if we don't know how to have one?”

	Scootaloo continues to doubt that logic as Applebloom hops up besides the enthusiastic unicorn.

	“But are you sure this is what she meant?”

	The young farmer reinforces Sweetie's confidence as she inserts a hind hoof into the gaping maw.

	“Yup!  She told me herself that she'd gone through a pony just fine, and who else can teach us 'bout being an adult better?”

	As Cheerilee's mouth stretches effortlessly against the two yellow hind legs seeking room within the soft, wet cavern, Applebloom motions to her friends for some help.

	“It's really tight in here, can I get a push?”

	The two fillies handle their friend as they shove the apple pony down the purple gullet.  Lumps of her legs traveling down the narrow throat appeared prominent as she slid down.  Cheerilee abruptly snorted to the huge obstruction in her mouth, causing the girls to freeze.  Before they can flee, leaving their friend half devoured by the educator, gentle, prolonged gulps broke the silence as they saw Applebloom sink between the white rows of teeth.  They watched as the earth pony slowly slipped from view into the wet, warm void of their teacher.  The large bulges that played beneath the purple coat crept towards the soft round belly, already filled with the salted food.  The pegasus looked on with curiosity as each sloppy gulp forced the wiggling body further down the stretched tube.

	“Cool...”

	Seeing Applebloom's head disappear into the lumpy mess of Cheerilee's stomach, the two girls curiously placed their front hooves on the distended stomach.  They felt each struggle of their friend as Applebloom shifted to make herself comfortable.  The earth pony's invitations to join her were drowned out by the thick fat that embraced her body, the stomach lining secreting digestive ooze for the hefty meal.  As she settled inside the pit of her teacher's belly, the unicorn jumped towards the noisy maw that snored

	“Me next!”

	Diving head first into widened mouth with a wet splat, Cheerilee unconsciously welcomed the eager filly as she immediately gulps down the heavy weight.  The horned head slips into the taut throat, rapidly approaching the groaning belly that housed her fellow crusader.  Saliva splashes all around Sweetie as the pulsing esophagus propels her into the stomach.  With a surprised squeak, the unicorn's body is dumped into the churning chamber as Applebloom catches her in her open hooves.  Giggling to each other as they are cradled by the humid, squishy darkness, Scootaloo pries open her teacher's jaw as she stared into the alluring crimson throat.

	“Make room for me girls!”

	Diving in head first, her wings buzzed excitedly as she squirmed into the elastic throat.  The weight of the tiny pegasus prompted the swallowing reflex once again, the series of gulps thundering around her.  As her head eased into the needy tunnel, her wings were pinned against her sides as she slid further into the sopping abyss.  Hearing her friends' titters ahead, she crawled forward to their voices, Cheerilee's mouth closing with finality as Scootaloo's hind hooves disappear from sight of the outside world.

	Breaching the entrance to the cramped chamber, her face was greeted by the wagging tails of the two fillies, both soaked with the stomach's slop that bubbled beneath them.  Scootaloo carefully slipped passed her friends' bottoms to join in their slimy embrace.  With the stomach contracting hard against their slick bodies, they were juggled about in the darkness of the muscular organ.  Applebloom braves a question as she feels a hoof pressed against her cheek.

	“Now what?”

	Sweetie Belle, struggling to find a comfortable spot among the tangled limbs and body parts, responds with a grunt.

	“Now... we wait... like food!”

	“But we're not food...”

	Scootaloo says with an uneasy tone as a swift churn and a positional change from outside by the sleeping mare throws the willing fillies around the belly once again.  They shriek in unison as they kick out in a panic, the cramped chamber slamming down onto the bed with a sudden stop.  The padded walls start to crush down on the three as the liquid around them softens their bodies.

	“Twilight said we'll be fine... just gotta... wait...”

	Before the other two ponies can respond to the slurred speech of the unicorn, they felt their bodies slowly soften into a thick mush.  The painless pulverization of the stomach mixed the crusaders into a sentient, nutritious paste.  Without sight, they can only feel the odd sensation of their soupy forms churn together in active digestion.  As they bubbled in silence, the ringed valve below opens up, eager to pass the stomach's contents down further into the digestive tract.

	As the sun pours into Cheerilee's room, the teacher grumpily awakens to the ray of light that focused on her eyelid.  Swinging her body around to rise, she flops onto the floor as her new-found weight throws her balance off.  Her rounded belly now held more weight, protruding a few inches out than she's used to.

	“What in Celestia's name did I eat last night?!  One moment I'm enjoying a nice sandwich in my kitchen, and now this?”

	She pokes the extra layer of fat that now lined her torso, her rear jiggling a bit more as she gets up on her four hooves.  A deep belch escapes her mouth as she adjusts herself to the extra body mass.

	“Thank goodness it's summer break, I'll be able to burn all this mystery weight away!”

	A distant, hushed titter piques Cheerilee's attention, as she swung her head around looking for the source.  Her stomach grumbles grumpily, sending a pang of hunger through her head.

	“...Well... exercise can wait... a nice, hearty breakfast sure sounds good.”

	Dragging her hooves over to her kitchen, she ignores the faint, warm tingle that played within her belly as youthful thoughts filled her mind.

	“I do wonder what Berry Punch is doing today... I sure how she's in the mood for a little adventuring.”