An Exorcism Gone Wrong

21 May 2015

02:48 Ruzeth had been communicating with the spirits earlier that day when one of them informed him of an evil spirit that had taken control a pony needed to be purged. The striped stallion approaches the door of the house where said pony lived and opens it, walking in. His tail and mane rings jingle from the Motion of each step. 'Hello? Anypony here? " ***

02:51 < Bowstring> He'd not hear a reply, but instead he'd notice a stallion peaking his head to look inside of the hall way. He seemed a little confused by the person who just walked in. After hesitating he'd slowly walk from behind the corner into the hall. "Um..."

02:53 Ruzeth looks around when he spots the stallion and smiles. The foreign looking zebra trots towards the stallion as he steps out, jingling all the way. "Hey there. I heard you might be having some strange changes in behavior?" he asks, feeling out with his zebra mijics for any trace of the evil spirits. ***

02:56 < Bowstring> He made a loud whimper, before nodding slowly. "Y-yeah.." He muttered, the pony seeming very uncomfortable and even shaking a tiny bit. He was trying to hold something back, "C-can you help at all?" He asked, slowly inching his muzzle forward toward the zebra's.

03:05 < Ruzeth> (sorry somethings come up)

03:05 < Bowstring> [eh... alrighty...

03:06 < Bowstring> [did I do something wrong at all?

03:06 < Ruzeth> (no, it's certainly not you, and I'd totally be willing to continue this later!)

03:06 < Bowstring> [alrghty

03:06 < Bowstring> [imam bed then though. it's a bit late for me

03:06 < Ruzeth> ( hugs it's a personal matter)

03:06 < Bowstring> [good luck with it]

03:07 < Ruzeth> (thanks

03:23 < Bowstring> nini]

03:24 < Ruzeth> (sleep well)

03:24 < Bowstring> [you too

09:59 Ruzeth watches the shudder and motions for the stallion to come a little close as he sits down. "Oh course I can. I wouldn't be here otherwise. Now come over here, I need to touch you for this." ***

10:01 < Bowstring> (What does he plan on doing?)

10:03 < Bowstring> Bow would nod slowly and slowly got right next to the colt and sat down, before almost lunging at the zebra only to real back the moment he got control of himself again after the momentary lapse of bodily control. "Sorry, sorry."

10:16 < Ruzeth> (I'm figuring that out as I go)

10:18 < Bowstring> Alrighty)

10:18 Ruzeth blinks and leans back when bowstring lunges at him, shuffling on his hooves as the stallion gets back under control. "Don't worry... We'll get this from you." The zebra takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, closing his eyes as he lays his two front hooves on the stallion, before beginning a droning chant) ***

10:19 < Bowstring> (If he doesn't do much bow is gonna lose it and start force feeding

10:21 < Bowstring> "Alrighty.." He held still as best he could as the zebra started the ritual. Whatever was inside of Bowstring had other plans though. The Pegasus started to shiver a little, before giving his wings a tiny flutter and starting to squirm. "O-oh no.."

10:30 Ruzeth could feel the stallion moving under his hooves and picks up the force of his voice in the chant. A strange magic was working it's way into the stallion's body and would be making the spirit uneasy. And yet the magic was preventing it from fleeing as well. He'd have to shut this zebra up. ***

10:40 < Bowstring> Bow would make a loud whimper and flop his ears down before "s-sorry.." He'd mutter, before finally breaking and losing any control. He pony would then lunge at the zebra again, trying to his hooves on Ruzeth's mouth.

10:42 Ruzeth breaks his concentration as he's tackled over, not having expected such a violent reaction from the spirit. The zebra can taste the strange taste of another pony and whimpers, trying to pull his head away. ***

11:04 < Bowstring> He keeps pressing his hooves in, trying to get him to swallow. "Eat him." He'd say loudly, as the taste if cinnamon hit the zebra's mouth.

02:39 Ruzeth shakes his head slightly as he's forced, pinned down by the stallion, not wanting to swallow them as his warm wet spit moistens over the hooves, slickening them down as they press against the back of his throat. He gives a small whine, doing his best to hold out as well as he can. ***

02:41 < Bowstring> The pony would keep pressing his hooves into the zebra's mouth, trying to get him to swallow. He'd flutter his wings as he pressed his hooves down with more and more force. It was getting rather apparent that if the zebra didn't do as he was told, he might get harmed.

02:46 Ruzeth finds it harder and harder to resist swallowing until finally the pressure grows to be to great and the poor zebra gives a soft swallow, causing his throat to open up and grip the ends of the stallion's hooves. He squitns his eyes shut, not wanting to face the spirit as he continues to push, though now his throat would begin to steadily draw the stallion deeper. ***

02:52 Bowstring would get a big grin on his face as he felt his hooves get dragged into the zebra's throat. He'd keep pushing, wanting to make Ruzeth take more, "Again." He had him right he wanted him now, just needed a little longer. ***

02:55 Ruzeth meets the possessed stallion's eyes with fear as he presses ever deeper into his throat. The zebra gives another reluctant swallow as his body forces him to clear his throat, gagging around the pressure. Very soon he finds the stallion's snout against his, with the hooves making a very noticeable bulge in his throat ***

03:00 Bowstring would just smile wide, staring into Ruzeth's eyes. "Bye bye." He'd then press his muzzle in, whilst still applying pressure with his hooves. He Was very happy with where this was going. He'd start to flutter his wings a bit faster too, helping put more force behind his pushing. ***

03:07 Ruzeth narrows his eyes at the stallion, his ears twitching furiously as he hears the words being spoken towards him. The zebra's slick warm tongue presses against the stallion's muzzle trying to shove him out, though to no avail as his body forces him to take another swallow. He can feel his teeth scraping up the bridge of the stallion's snout, forced ever wider with each reluctant swallow. ***

03:12 < Bowstring> He'd just keep pressing in, seeming to get a bit impatient. He was practically forcing himself down now, not even waiting for swallows. He needed to get to the half way point before he could give up control again, and the longer he spent pushing himself down the harder it got for him to keep control.

03:17 Ruzeth grunts in pain as he feels the stallion pressing into the tight tunnel before he even could get him lubbed up. Bowstring's eyes are soon sealed away in the darkness as he presses further in, creating a large bulge in his neck. The frantic zebra pushes on the stallion, but he slips deeper till the poor stallion is buried up to his belly in zebra skin. ***

03:30 Bowstring would start to wiggle his legs a little, and folds his wings to his sides so he slides in easier. Now that he was deep enough, the spirit would give up his control over poor bow string. He'd start to wiggle now frantically, unaware of where he was, or how to get out now that his world went dark. He was unable to do to much though, as it seemed the spirit kept enough control on him to make it hard for him to move easily. ***

03:34 Ruzeth feels the stallion slipping in much quicker now that he was sliding in over the oily wings. His tongue and drool coated the stallion as he moved further in, though the poor zebra was in no position to stop it. Bowstring's frantic struggles would only serve to aide himself in slipping in faster to the unwilling zebra, until toe stallion's hips were pressing into the unfortunate ponie's throat. Bowstring would smell the acidic scent of his stomach juices as his muzzle presses past a sphincter into a slimy sack in front. ***

03:40 Bowstring would only struggle even more frantically once he smelled the acid in the air. Ruzeth could hear him whimpering over and over, the pony even starting to quiver a little as he got deeper and deeper inside of what was soon to be his doom. His wings would start to try and flutter inside the tight space of Ruzeth's throat too, as the pony tried to do all he could to escape. ***

03:44 Ruzeth coughs as Bowstring flails in his throat and reflexively swallows again, bring his hips into his tight mouth. THe zebra brings his hooves up to the kicking hind legs in an effort to pull them out, though the motions made it hard for the zebra to get a grip as he continued to recede. Bowstring would begin to press into his stomach lining, being forced to curl further with each passing second. ***

03:46 Bowstring would curl up as it seemed he had no other option, and kept whimpering over and over as he got deeper and deeper into the stomach. His wings kept fluttering and his legs didn't stop flailing, and in fact got more frantic once he felt the touch against them. "W-what's going on! I-I thought you were gonna help me." ***

03:53 Ruzeth couldn't get a grip on the squirming flailing hind hooves as more of the pony slipped inside. Without being able to pull him out the hooves finally slip into his mouth and then after much resisting, the zebra gives one final swallow, sending the rest of the poor pony down to join the rest of himself in his belly. "I didn't want to do that...you forced yourself onto me..." The zebra whimpers quietly, though it would sound like booming in his ear. ***

03:55 Bowstring made an even louder whimper and tried to grab his ears. "W-where am I. what happened." He was very scared and Ruzeth could feel the poor pony shaking inside of him as all of him slowly entered the stomach. "Help me..." ***

03:58 Ruzeth falls over to his side, letting his massive belly hang out beside him, letting out a small belch. The stallion can feel the walls churn about him, rubbing some tingling liquid into his fur. Around him he can hear a booming heartbeat and the steady breathing of the stallion, as well as a sick squelching. Ruzeth gives a long sigh and shakes his head. "I...I don't know how to help you... you forced your way down my throat." ***

04:01 < Bowstring> "I don't remember doing anything..." He'd say aloud, as he held onto himself, still whimpering over and over. "I lost control for a few seconds and when I came to I was in here" He was still shaking. He had his eyes closed and tried to cover his face so to protect it from the tingling.

04:04 Ruzeth shakes his head sadly and brings his hoof down to give the pony a comforting pat and a small rub. He felt bad that he'd been unable to save him from the wrath of the demon. "I couldn't stop you...you were too strong." ***

04:05 < Bowstring> Bow was usually pretty weak actually, and to hear that only made things seem more odd to the stallion. Whatever controlled him seemed to have made him stronger than normal. "I-it wasn't me..." He'd say quietly. "I didn't do this..."

04:10 Ruzeth shakes his head and sighs at the stallion again, rubbing a little more vigorously to try and calm him, inadvertently getting more of the goop into his fur. "I know...it was the spirit that did it...but Its too late..." ***

04:12 < Bowstring> "C-can you just hold me?" He'd relax a little, trying to focus on rubbing feeling. "What's going to happen to me?" he kept trying to hide his face as best he could, but he knew he was probably screwed.

04:16 Ruzeth wraps the stallion's bulge up in his hooves and holds him tight. The zebra begins to tear up as he thinks of what will happen to the stallion and shakes his head. "Sorry...you'll...you'll become a part of me, and go to grow things from mother earth..." ***

04:17 Bowstring felt a little better when he was held, only to start and whimper again once he heard what Ruzeth said. "W-what?" He didn't like the sound of that, he didn't wanna be digested.... ***

04:21 Ruzeth sighs and decides not to explain further. He closes his eyes and clenches his stomach, causing much of it to pool at his throat, letting it out in a loud burp. Bow would find the air quite hard to breath after that, and would begin to get light headed. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry," the zebra says, wailing. ***

04:22 < Bowstring> [can he not pass out? i'd rather him be awake as he gurgles]

04:23 < Ruzeth> (I suppose...though that's not really my thing xP)

04:23 < Bowstring> [eh, I don't like painful, but I prefer the prey be awake for digestion]

04:23 < Bowstring> [though if you'd rather not it's fine]

04:25 Bowstring would start to struggle inside as best he could when he felt most of the air suddenly left the tight space. "W-what did you do?" He'd mutter softly. All Ruzeth would feel was the poor guy inside squirming a little, as he gasped for air. ***

04:27 Ruzeth gulps down a little more air for the stallion as he feels the large lumps moving a little more frantically. The zebra hoped that somepony would be by to help them out. "I'm keeping the air fresh...maybe we can get some help walking by..." Bowstring's flesh would begin to tingle even more as the churning stomach began to pull the fur off his flesh. The spirit was tricking his mind, taking away the pain. ***

04:32 < Bowstring> He'd feel the pony stop struggling as he felt the air grow less thin. He feel his fur falling out, but strangling it didn't seem to be hurting... "I-I'm losing my fur..." Bow could also feel his feathers start to fall out, which made him even more scared. "T-this isn't good... someone needs to show up soon." He could feel some of the fur falling off his face on his hooves, making it rather obvious him covering it wasn't working.

04:36 Ruzeth whimpers as he hears the stallion's words and covers his ears with both of his hooves, and closes his eyes, doing his best to ignore the plight of the pony in his gut as he was rather quickly rendered bald. "I cant do anything..." the zebra mutters with a long sigh. ***

04:38 < Bowstring> when he felt the pony let go of him, he'd struggle a little again, before starting to whimper over and over, and then sounding as if he was starting to cry a little. "P-please don't let go..." He'd try to hug himself with his own wings, "I-I'll keep quiet..."

04:42 Ruzeth doesn't hear the stallion's crying with his hooves at his ears and lets out another sob, closing his eyes. Out of the corner of his eye he could see his swollen gut moving and flailing inside of him. The tingling would get more intense now as it started melting Bowstring's flesh, causing it to liquefy and join the acid around him. ***

04:45 Bowstring would whimper, and stop struggling, going still. He kept crying, feeling his body melt around him. "P-please... please..." he'd keep saying, over and over, "I don't wanna be alone..." He said, holding onto himself as tightly as he could. "I'm sorry." He kept crying... ***

04:46 Ruzeth cries harder and brings his hooves down to cuddle the stallion's softening form. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I wish I could help." The poor little pony wouldn't be long for this world now. ***

04:49 < Bowstring> "T-thanky..." He'd mutter softly, before going silent as he felt the zebra hold onto his softening form. He kept as quiet as he could while he cried, not wanting to make Ruzeth let go again.

04:52 Ruzeth begins to feel more and more sleepy as he holds the slowly softening stallion and gives a bit of a yawn. His head leans forward, resting against his soft gut. The blood rushing to his stomach makes it difficult to stay awake as his belly slowly turns his meal into nutrients. ***

04:55 < Bowstring> That's all he really was now, just food. He was just a mass of nutrients to be used to fuel and fatten the zebra. The longer the digestion went on the more and more it became apparent that this thing that used to be a happy little pony was nothing more than just a meal. "G-good night..." He'd say quietly once he heard the yawn. The little guy was soft enough now that Ruzeth's head would sink into him a little when it rested on the gut... he could probably finish him off by squeezing on his guy tightly if he wanted to.

04:58 Ruzeth inadvertently gives his stomach a tight squeeze as he yawns one more time, smacking his lips and closing his eyes. He felt exhausted from his meal and the crying and it was all he could do now to just fall asleep and pretend it had not happened. Finally, the zebra begins to snore around his engorged belly. ***

04:58 < Ruzeth> (Hmm I forget how you feel about disposal...)

04:58 < Bowstring> [eh, ya don't have to do it if ya don't wanna.]

04:59 < Bowstring> [It's something I really like, but I try not to force on peeps]

04:59 < Ruzeth> (Hehe well I like it so :D)

04:59 < Bowstring> [you do?

04:59 < Bowstring> [oh boy]

05:00 < Bowstring> [^_^

05:01 < Bowstring> He could feel his gut deform a little once he hugged it tightly, and the pony inside was gone. He was just a mass to be gurgled up now. All bow would feel was warmth in his final moments, before simply fading away.

05:05 < Bowstring> [hard to find peeps who like disposal

05:08 Ruzeth sleeps soundly throughout the night, a deep sleep brought on by the activities of his stomach hard at work at turning the remains of the stallion into delicious nutrients. During his sleep, the spirit would flee to reek his havoc elsewhere. His gut slowly shrinks as the remains of bowstring are absorbed, turning into pockets of fat on his body. Finally the pressure becomes to much and the stallion wakes, wobbling up to his feet and finding bowstring's bathroom. He lets out the remains of the stallion and turns to look at them frowning and gasping at what he saw. Much grey fur and white bits of bone stuck from the brown pile, as well as long strands of brown hair and rich brown feathers. The smell made the zebra leave the room under a hasty retreat. He couldn't believe that he'd eaten the poor stallion, and needed to consult with the spirits at his house to atone for the accident, so he runs off. ***