[aj?]Bite sized Fruit

Applejack tossed and turned in her sleep, muttering incoherent pleads to some monster in her mind, something that plagued her with terror.  Then, with a sudden start, she woke up, cool sweat dripping down her forehead as her spine rattled in her body, trying to decide if it wanted to sink out of her ass or vibrate up her throat.  The earth pony mare panted heavily for a few moments and slowly calmed herself down, though couldn't quite stop herself from quivering.

"It's alright, Jack, it's just a dream," she muttered to herself, curling up a bit out of instinctual, self-preservative habit.  She could feel her heart rate finally slow down a little as she focused down at her bed.  Her bed which was for some reason replaced with a shiny, hard ceramic.  She looked up across her room, which had also been replaced, but with miles of wood, ending at neat corners, as though it were a giant table.

Then she looked straight up at the absolutely gigantic yellow mare.  The now rather small feeling Applejack nearly yelped at the sight of the giant muzzle hovering mere feet above her, looking...smug with a smirk adorned on its supple lips.

"Oh dear, how did this apple end up on my plate?  Ooh gross!" the gigantic Strawberry Sunrise said with over exadurated disgust, though the smirk never left her face.  Applejack felt a twinge of annoyance peck at her and stood up suddenly, pointing a hoof acusatively at the much much larger mare.

"Now see here, I don't take kindly to such talk!" she yelled up at the pegasus.  But before she could spit any more angry complaints at her, that giant muzzle reached down right up to the little orange coated pony, and those supple, smirking lips gave way to a tongue, wider than a mattress and longer than a fruit cart, which pressed firmly against Applejack's form and drew upwards against her, as it got a good, long taste of her fur, which was left utterly soaked through by the giant's saliva.  The huge pegasus let out a short chirp of pleasure as she licked her lips.

"Well...I guess you're right," she said with a giggle, before leaning down again close enough for Applejack to feel her warm breath buffet her slick cheeks.  "I guess I can make an exception for THIS apple."

The earth pony mare felt her heart dive straight into her stomach and kick her down there as before her little form, those lips gave way once again, but this time, instead of a broad, thick, intrusive tongue to invade her space again, she was met with the sight of a deep, cavernous, and rather hungry looking maw, her teeth looking perfect, despite a little green leaf stuck between two molars, her tongue looking much more like a living, playful bed, as it curled and flexed neatly inside her mouth, and the long, endless tunnel of her throat that lay just beyond it all, pulsating once or twice, and looking ready to accept all the strawberries in the world.  All of them...or one little Apple.

Before she could react, a broad hoof had scooped the little fruit farmer up off her hooves and into that hot maw, right atop the soft tongue.  Almost immediately, she was assaulted by a constant shuffling and squeezing, as she was tossed from one side of the thick muscle to the other, out of one soft cheek and into the other one to get a tight, fleshy hug.  Each little nudge inside that mare's mouth was like a bucking bronco to Applejack, being tossed with ease before hugged by another hot crevice inside the maw.  She lost all sense of direction and soon began to even forget where her limbs ended and the mare's hot flesh began.

But, as with all things, it finally started to come to an end, and Applejack found herself lying flat on her back once more.  Right atop the fleshy mattress, which tipped back farther and farther, until it was pressed right up against the roof of her mouth.  The tiny mare tried to squeak out some form of protest, but her voice died in her throat, as her entire body was plunged into another.  With one, girthy, powerful swallow, the massive mare pulled the little pony down and into the tight embrace of her esophagus and, with another, pulled down into the depths of the giant monster.

Strawberry let out a soft sigh of delight as she felt the small form of her meal slip down her throat, under the hoof that pressed firmly against it, and finally disappear down into her chest, where it'd continue into the depths of her comparatively titanic body.  She couldn't help but lick her lips and squeak with pleasure.

"Well...you were no strawberry...but you were sure one tasty apple!"  She pat her tum happily and aroused a quiet, muffled response from somewhere inside her, harmonised with the loud, satisfied growls coming from her stomach.