COME ON AND SLAM!

A writing entry for a Art Jam with a weekly theme. This weeks theme is changelings.


Twilight’s horn lit up, a small conical form of energy forming in front of her muzzle with a smaller line of magic extending down to her throat.

“Welcome, my little pony’s to the first annual XTREME Buck Ball tournament!” Twilight exclaimed, the magical energy amplified her voice sending it out to the crowd of ponies before her.

The crowd answered the princesses announcement with a cheering cry or their own, ponies from all over Equestria had gathered here on the outskirts of Appleloosa to watch the match between Twilight Sparkle’s home team and the Appleloosans.

“It is going to be an intense match fillies and gentlecolts and in order to make the game worthy of the title of ‘Xtreme’ we have raised the stakes higher than before with the help of the Changelings!” Twilight Sparkle said to another roar of excitement “To start there is no more ball, instead it is a volunteer pony who will be the ball, and the baskets the unicorns use to catch are replaced with a hungry changeling! The goal is simple, punt, buck, hit or toss the ball pony into the hungry changeling’s mouth to score a point for your team! Each inning is 15 min and after 4 innings whichever team has the most well fed changeling wins!”

Twilight took a breath while the crowd howled for the games to begin, the excitement in the air was proving to be infectious her own heart beating fast and her wings raising of their own accord.

“Is everypony ready?” Twilight asked, putting her hoof to her ear and pretending to listen for a crowd that was almost deafening with its cheers “Alright! It is my honor to bring to the field the Appeloosan Outlaws!”

The crowd cheered as the team took the field, a section of the bleachers chanting something indecipherable. Breaburn, Party Favor and Clear Skies waved to the fans big smiles on their faces.

“And their opponents for tonight! The Ponyville Pounders!”

The crowd was no less elated as the away team took the field, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie and Snails all smiled. Rainbow Dash flexed and posed for the thousands of fans, pointing randomly into the crowd and winking at whichever fan was in her line of sight. Soon after the hungry changelings approached their respective unicorns and waited patiently for their meals. The pony that would be the ball came onto the field and sat in the middle where Pinkie Pie and Breaburn were doing their staredown.

“Here comes the referee. It looks like the match is about to get under way!” Twilight said, leaning over the railing of her announcers booth.

The referee gripped the ball pony by her mane, and with a quick glance left and right she tossed the mare into the air, blowing on the whistle as she did so. Pinkie Pie smirked and quick as a whip she did a somersault and bopped the ball pony across the field, a direct shot to the changeling. The changeling gasped with surprise amazed that he was already gonna be fed; mouth watering he licked his lips and opened mouth wide as the unicorn positioned him just so. Until Clear Skies made the save, knocking the ball pony up and with a roundabout kick of her own, passed her to Breaburn who delivered her towards Snails.

Snails dumb smile never left his face as he hefted the changeling into the path the ball would take. The changeling didn’t even bother, he knew better than to assume he would eat this early in the match, especially with who was the defender on their team. In a prismatic flash Rainbow Dash sped by the ball pony, halting her fall in an instant and leaving her spinning mid air in a feat that would be incredible for any other pony. With a supersonic check Rainbow Dash sent the pony flying to the other side of the field, a move that would be a cause for a yellow penalty flag. The crowd fervor fell to the dull roar and the referee put the whistle to her mouth to make the call until the ball pony suddenly curved, the spin sending her right to Pinkie Pie in the side field all by her lonesome. Pinkie Pie bounced once, twice and, on the third hop, hip checked the ball pony, a direct shot once more.

The Changeling’s slavering jaws opened once more and this time nothing stopped his incoming meal. Clear Skies dove but was too late, the ball pony immediately filled the Changelings maw, her front half crammed down his throats, leaving just a pair of wiggling legs outside of his maw. Party Favor released his magical grip so the Changeling could enjoy his pony meal and enjoy he did, his tongue swept back and forth across that soft belly, tasting and wetting every inch of fur as he swallowed the mare down; his lips sliding over her tasty hips and those succulent flanks following soon after. The mare was just a throat bulge for a moment before filling out his stomach and making it swell noticeably.

The changeling let out a little belch and patted his stomach contentedly and appreciative of the changes these ponies had made to the rules. The crowd was still going wild from the play, Rainbow Dash flew back and forth soaking up the adulations while Breaburn pursed his lips, clearly displeased with the early score. Party Favor walked over to his changeling and stroked his soft belly and over him a cup of water to chase his meal. Downing the drink the changeling smiled and was ready for the next round.

 The next ball pony came out, a pegasus mare whose wings had been trussed to her sides. Meeting in the middle Pinkie Pie and Breaburn got ready and at the signal the next round was underway. Pinkie Pie made no move, letting Breaburn take the ball pony and watching as it was batted overhead and easily deflected back to her by Rainbow Dash. With another somersault Pinkie launched the Ball Pony high up, a pop fly arcing just about right to the changeling; hopefully giving him his second meal.

Clear Skies was quick, with a heavy beats of her wings she quickly flew pass the ball mare and with a stylish flip batted her down to Breaburn who bucked the mare across the field, sending her with amazing velocity. Rainbow Dash was right there in a flash but failed to compensate for the strength Breaburn had put into the strike and the collision produced a resounding thud that launched the ball mare away but threw Rainbow Dash backwards.

Snails paid little mind to what had just happened and when he saw something coming at him, reacted accordingly. The next thing Rainbow Dash knew, the crowd had become a muffled roar as opposed to the cacophony as he head filled the warm, soft gullet of the changeling that had claim her as a meal. A thick gulp dragged Rainbow deeper, the strong throat muscles gripping her in a rippling motion before she began to squirm.

“Hey! I’m a teammate, not food you dumb bug!” Rainbow Dash cried.

The changeling responded with a glrk, tongue tasting every divine inch of the soft pegasus in his maw. Snails released his grip and went to the sidelines for a drink while the changeling gripped the back of Rainbow’s kicking hooves and fed her down his throat, each gulp just a tasty as the last while a helpless Rainbow Dash sank out of sight of crowded bleachers and was reduced from valued teammate to changeling meal. Rainbow Dash’s cutiemark disappeared behind the changeling’s lips and soon after the rest of her toned, tasty flank and hind hooves followed in a squelching mess of drool and thick gulps. Rainbow Dash felt her face press tightly against the wall of the changeling stomach and began to wriggle in her tight, fleshy home.

The changeling burped, a few cyan feathers flying from his lips licking his lips for any further taste.

“Oooh, looks like Rainbow Dash might be down for the count! What is the referee’s call? Will we see a regurgitate or is Rainbow Dash destined to be changeling chub?” Twilight Sparkle announced to a crowd half angry and half amused with the spectacle.