[1shot, prose] Coronation (F/F, F/FF, Digestion, Anal, Soft)

	The azure unicorn admires her visage within the walls of her show wagon.  Adjusting the signature gem that laid neatly on her proud chest, she whips her tail out from beneath her cape to watch the ripples from her starry garment flow gracefully.  She eyes the empty bottle that sat alone on her table, remnants of the elixir that once filled it idly gathered to the bottom.  With a lick of her lips, the magician pony recalls the delectable flavor of the enchanted potion as she anticipated more delicious treats to come barreling down her elegant neck.

	“The striped one sure knows how sell a brew, and soon Twilight Sparkle will find out about it too!”

	Giggling quietly to her own rhyme, she rubs her fore hooves together, waiting for her guest to arrive.  She peeks through the curtains of her home, keeping an eye out for loiterers.  Asking the young princess to visit her lovely home in the dead of night ensured that no interruptions will occur during their meeting.  She taps the wooden floor beneath her impatiently as her stomach squeakily grumbles.  Rubbing the distressed belly, she clicks her tongue at its impatience.

	“Aww... Trixie hasn't forgotten about you, dearie.  Just a few more minutes...”  As if on queue, the distant sound of hooves against packed dirt draw close to Trixie's carriage.  The magician spins her head around to see Twilight Sparkle walking towards her home, fully equipped with a smile and a skip in her step.  Trixie keeps to the inside of her home as she beckons her new friend with a hoof.

	“So glad you can join Tri- ahem, I mean, me... tonight for a bit of magic practice!”  Still hiding behind the curtains, the alicorn raises an eyebrow to her friend.  Trixie gives her a wide grin as her head and a hoof are the only visible things beyond the starry cloth.

	“No problem, but... shouldn't we practice out in the open?  You told me your new spell is quite the doozy, after all.”  Twilight laughs nervously as Trixie's grin grows wider with each passing second.

	“Not at all, in fact, you can stay, right... there...”  With her last words, Trixie's eyes swirl with activity, flashes of vivid colors cross her pupils in a mesmerizing fashion as she concentrates on her friendly rival.  Her horn glows as the hypnotizing hum of her eyes draw Twilight's attention to the telegraphic patterns that lay within her eyes.  Unfortunately, the purple pony only stares at her friend's look in confusion.

	“Uh... huh... so... what was the trick you learned?”  Completely unfazed, Twilight stands uncomfortably as Trixie continues to stare at her with persistence.  The colors within her peepers subside as she sees that her trick has done nothing to the magic powerhouse.

	“How is this possible?!  Trixie read that this spell would have complete control over another pony!  The mere mention of, 'Come hither' should have you walk into my home with ease!”

	“Well, if that was your spell, then I can say that-”  Cut off from her sentence, Twilight found her body to be moving on its own, mindlessly meandering over towards the stairs that led to Trixie's wooden cove.  Unable to control her body, she looks to Trixie with uncertainty, who's eyes widen at the revelation, licking her lips at the sight.

	“Well, the mind is strong, but it seems that the flesh is weak!  Now... come to Trixie...” Trotting into her home with a bounce in her step, Twilight tries to shout out.

	“Somepony help!  She's-”

	“Silence, young Sparkle... I only wish to borrow your body for a time.”  With Twilight's mouth shut, she fruitlessly murmurs out her rebellions as the unicorn in front her lowers her head, eyes on the prize of a princess.

	“Now... step into my inner sanctum and be one with me.”  Rolling out her tongue, the unicorn unhinges her jaw as she sees her rival step forward reluctantly in her direction.

	“Mmmph, mmm!”  Is all Twilight managed to mumble out before her hoof touched down onto wet muscle that led into the slippery depths of the performing unicorn.  The second hoof follows shortly as the tongue withdraws into the gaping maw, dragging the limp limbs quickly into Trixie.  The two hooves enter the mouth with an audible squish as she begins to draw the legs deeper into her.  Despite her protests, the alicorn's head approaches the stretched lips as hot breath from the starved pony rolls against her skin, an ominous gurgle rattling from beyond the esophagus.

	Impatient at the slow progress, Trixie thrusts her hooves forward to pincer Twilight's round middle.  In one pull, she crams the hooves into her throat with a few stealthy gulps as the head sits inside her own.  The salty, earthy taste of her victim coaxes a moan of satisfaction from the magician's throat, savoring the exotic flavor of another pony.  Her tongue trails along Twilight's neck as she swallows the alicorn with renewed fervor, the savory delight slipping further into her body.  The purple horn slips into the tiny sphincter of the stomach as the bulbous head is shoved against the muscular gate leading to the barren belly.

	Unable to speak, Trixie strokes the round lumps that crept across her body with each forceful swallow.  As the royal rear inches towards Trixie's jaws, her mouth widens in preparation of the rounded rump.  The peckish pony's eyes roll back to her head as the sheer girth of her meal fills her appetite and more, the plump body of the princess pressing out against the walls of her innards.  A small trail of excitement glitters between the idle rear legs of the blue predator, her lips closing around the purple rear hooves.  Taking a deep, concentrated breath with her snout, Trixie chokes down the rest of the alicorn body as her own form bulges awkwardly as the hypnosis slowly wears off her victim.

	“Trixie, let me out!  I can't cast anything with your... everything splashing about.”  Her cries for help fell on deaf ears as the unicorn reclined on her back, feeling the faint movement of her prisoner.  She feels every squeeze and churn on the pony's body as the organic chamber fills with a thick ooze.  Twilight vocally expresses her distaste for the slime that seeped into every crevasse of her being, unaware of the effects of it.

	“Do not worry Sparkle, for I do not wish for our friendship to end like this.  You will merely be my silent admirer as I construct the most fabulous and spectacular shows with your power!  Through my eyes, you shall witness greatness!”  The pony-shaped bulge began to lose its form, adopting the soft, rounded shape of her large paunch.  A hoof kicks out every few seconds, but soon becomes less frequent as the stomach gurgles in glee with its occupant.  As Twilight slowly liquidized into a purple paste, a distant trot of hooves can be heard from outside the wagon.  Trixie arches an eyebrow at the sound as she keeps an eye on the curtains sealing the entrance.  An orange hoof parts the purple cloth as the lime green eyes dart around the home in search of a familiar face.

	“I heard ya holler earlier Twilight, where are... ya...”  Applejack's voice trails off as she sees the massive middle of Trixie twitch erratically, a hoof-shaped lump forcing its way to the surface of the night sky coat.  The farmer looks indignantly into the magician's eyes, unaware of the mistake she just made.

	“I could always use the sheer power of an Earth pony too...”  Trixie's eyes take on a dizzying amount of colors as the enormous pupils flashed in activity once again.  The visual assault of vivid patterns and steady hum of Trixie's horn left the sturdy pony slack-jawed, unable to fend for herself.  Giggling at the ease of hypnosis, the unicorn spreads her legs wide, her privates in full view to the mindless pony.

	“So much more obedient that this royal pain.  Now come... my backdoor awaits.”  Putting a hoof to each side of her puckered exit, she stretches wide for the brutish pony.  Applejack slowly eases her snout into the wide hole, her hat falling to the wayside.  Trixie clenches hard against the nose, making it a very tight fit.  Though the orange pony continues to witlessly force her way in, Trixie claps her hooves once together.

	“Up.”  With one word, Applejack raises her head, bringing Trixie's body along with her.  The fancy pony's belly sloshes around as she is raised up, a liquidized bookworm sitting heavily within her gut.  Positioned perfectly above the oblivious farmhand, she relaxes her lower sphincter as the weight of two ponies pull her body down over another one.

	“Ooohh... Celestia...”  Muttering bliss beneath her breath, she takes in the entire width of Applejack's head, gravity easing the process as the sloppy sounds of slippery flesh play against the earth pony.  Trixie bites her lower lip as she forces her will onto the vulnerable creature, telepathically telling the apple farmer to rear up on her hooves.  The magician's head bumps up against her home's roof in the process, giving her perfect leverage.  Pressing her hooves against the top of her wagon, she pushes forward, accelerating her decent over the unconscious slave.  Pockets of gas clumsily escape her bottom as it is replaced by the body of a muscular mare.

	Feeling the willing body slither into the maze of her intestines causes the unicorn's body to seize up, shuddering from the raw pleasure.  As her bottom hits the floor with a heavy thump, her loins gush musky nectar as her anus seals the pony within her slimy digestive system.  Trixie feels every rhythmic pull as the apple pony lurches back deep within Trixie's body, her activities masked by the enormous belly that sat lazily on the magician.  The soupy, magical mixture sluggishly drains into the hungry walls of her large intestine, infusing her body with the powers of a princess.  Soon after her belly drains most of Twilight out of her system, Applejack soon replaces the heavy weight in Trixie's gut that she briefly missed.

	“Well... it appears we shall be here a while... I believe Trixie shall have a well-earned nap as you become one with great power.”  Retreating into the inner sanctum of her home, she falls onto her side, dead tired from her ingenious plan.

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	“Thank you, everypony, Trixie shall return!”  As the audience booms with the sound of excited hooves against solid concrete, the magician, dressed in her typical attire vanishes from the stage in the blink of an eye.  The roar of enthusiasm from the crowd chases after her as she gazes into her visage in the mirror, her home magically taking off to its next destination.

	“Oh ho ho ho ho!  The crowd was quite enthralled today, all thanks to you two...”  Removing her cape, two large wings sat at either side of her body.  Staring once again into the mirror, her eyes flashed a gentle green as they immediately returned to the original dark violet.

	“Ah yes Applejack, they did quite love the Fifty Filly lift, quite an amazing display of strength if I do say so myself...”  Interrupting her trail of thought, her stomach grumbles noisily as her horn sparks erratically in the chaos.  Trixie cringes a bit at the bodily assault as she focuses to regain composure.

	“Yes yes yes, just a few more shows and you'll have your bodies good as new.  A girl's gotta eat, after all.”