[1shot, Request] GardePony (F/F, Soft)

>Day Ketchum in Equestria.
>You are Anonymous.
>”Her?”
“No.  Stop.”
>And you're walking next to your personal pony protector.
>She doesn't like being called a pony though, despite her appearance.
>Some twisted deity decided to slam a Pokemon and a Pony together and throw it out into the wild.
>Celestia will be getting one hell of a letter from you later.
>But you found this hybrid mewling outside of your home one day.
>Last time you checked, ponies didn't “mew,” so you took her under your care.
>You picked her up in your front garden, completely submissive in your grasp when you first lifted her into your arms.
>She sure grows up fast though.
>In a matter of months, she went from babbling cute sounds to full-formed sentences.
>Gardevoir, or Gardie as you call her, says she can read minds, and you don't doubt that.
>It not only accelerated her learning of the world around her, but also served you as a personal maid.
>With a mere thought, she made life much easier.
>Her natural unicorn abilities coupled with her psychic prowess made her the a great servant.
>As with everything, she wasn't perfect.
>With a mind-reader, you had no moment of privacy to yourself.
>Her naïve enthusiasm would try to cater to your “desires,” even if they were impulsive thoughts.
>Gardie also grew to the size of ponies around her, matching the tall height of the pony residents.
>You came up to most ponies' noses in height, and thus you found it troublesome to keep her in check as she grew.
>Wrangling a creature that's at least five times your weight was near impossible.
>Ignoring the fact that she can just magic you away with a flick of her head.
>She usually stopped if she ended up hurting you though.
>”But you're really thinking a lot about this lately...”
“My answer still stands, no.”
>”But... remember when you said no and you ended up liking it?”
“That was once, and now you're involving other random ponies, just... ugh!”
>You throw your hands up in frustration as the green-maned pony meekly follows behind you.
>Not only can she read your mind, but each bit of emotion you feel transfers over to her.
>Her ability to see through your sarcasm only rivaled her eagerness to please you in every way.
>Every. Way.
>Being the only human in the world makes your mind wander quite a bit.
>Especially with your relative size compared to the locals.
>Rarity has been quite happy lately, doing business with you in replacement pants.
>She didn't charge you all that much, but you at least paid for the materials.
>But these expenses could all be avoided if...
>”I think she'd taste good too, like candies.”
>You jump on Gardie, covering her mouth with your hands.
“Not out loud!  Sheesh...”
>Bon Bon stares curiously at the two of you, both of your eyes trailing her walk through the town.
“Ignore us!”
>You wave her away as she rolls her eyes, continuing her journey home.
>Sighing in relief, you quietly scold your friend.
“Gardie please!  How many times do I have to tell you to keep my thoughts to yourself!”
>”But...”
“No more 'buts!'  Just because you can, doesn't mean you should!”
>She groans in slight annoyance as you guide her towards your home.
>Seeing her in a sour mood dampens your own as you scratch your head in thought.
“How about this, if anypony attacks me, you can eat them, okay?”
>Her eyes light up as you reach for your home's door.
>Simple promises always tend to brighten her mood.
“Let's have dinner for now-”
>Pushing your door open triggers a burst of confetti and streamers.
>The pop of party favors and galloping of hooves against your home's floor come close as a pink blur comes rushing at you.
>You stagger back as surprise and fear explode in your mind.
>The white coat of your friend leaps before you to intercept the oncoming pony.
>”SURPRISE ANON, HAPPY-”
>Pinkie's loud voice was muffled by the cheeks of Gardie's mouth.
>The two heavy bodies slam against the ground as you gather your wits.
“Wuh...?”
>Finding your body prone against the ground, you see the pink pony already half consumed by protective mare.
>Her mouth moves to speak, a smile still noticeable through the tight neck of Gardie.
>You hear her gulp enthusiastically, the earth pony rapidly disappearing into the pudgy gut of the unicorn.
>The pearl tummy slowly swells outward with each audible gulp as more pony fills the crowded organ.
>Frozen in sheer curiosity, you watch as Gardie hurriedly consumes the pink front legs.
>Her skin stretches effortlessly, the distinct bulges of Pinkie crawling through the esophagus.
>The thick hindlegs wiggle cheerfully as the milky lips slowly draw more of the earth pony in.
>Gardie's stomach, once rounded now has the vague impressions of a pony lining her belly.
>As she slurps the last of the poofy pink tail, the monstrous pony unleashes a thunderous belch.
>Saliva freely splatters from her mouth as the rush of hot air was far too strong for her to control.
>”Nnng...”
>Pinkie continues to cheerfully chirp within the skin-tight dome, completely incomprehensible through the marshmallowy fat that pinned her inside.
>A deep gurgle shakes Gardie's belly as you get up.
“Get inside, quick!”
>With a reluctant moan, the unicorn's horn glows a brilliant white as she slides herself into your home.
>Shortly after her engorged body rolls in, you run in after her, closing the door behind you.
>Her horn continues to glow as she shakily levitates her bloated body onto the pony-sized sofa.
>You walk to her as she groans, the spunky pony laying heavy within Gardie's active gut.
“Well... I sure hope she'll be okay...”
>Another hefty burp is unleashed from her mouth as you shield your ears.
>”Don't worry Anon... she'll be fine... just... urp...”
>She holds a hoof to her mouth as a curt belch flings a party hat from her lips.
>It hits the ground with a wet splat as her stomach audibly works away at the sentient meal.
“Well... you got what you wanted.”
>Stroking her lumpy belly, she points a hoof to you.
>”S-so did you...”
>Looking down reveals a raging boner straining against the seat of your pants.
>Your face lights up as you reposition your legs to cover the evidence.
“We'll talk about that later... for now, where's Pinkie going to go?”
>Glancing at the bumpy white belly, it seems that the party pony has calmed down.
>The jerky churning of the stomach visibly struggling against the large meal within.
>”I can just lump her into my body and remake her later if it worries you so much.”
>Her stomach whines in earnest as the plump belly slowly starts to round off, absorbing the contents.
>Gardie quietly ejects the rest of the excessive air, no longer needed for her passenger.
>You roll your eyes as you scratch her open belly.
>She coos at the sign of affection, rubbing her head against your arm.
“Fine, as long as she comes back without any problems, okay?”
>The pony nods in affirmation.
>Getting up to make yourself dinner, your needy pony calls out to you.
>”Hey Anon?”
>You hum questionably to the immobile unicorn.
>”So when did you want me to eat you?”