This choice: She tries to make a run for it. • Go Back... Rarity was in quite the predicament as she's being stared down by the other patrons, awaiting her response when she thought of a plan, but how likely is Fancy Pants willing to fall for it... "Actually, May I be excused to the Mare's room? I'll be right back shortly." Rarity tries to play her bluff as she needs to go to the bathroom and carefully walks by the security ponies behind her, unaware there's another security awaiting outside who was warned ahead of time in case. "Of course, Ms. Rarity, "Take your time." Fancy Pants replied as its also the signal that She's planning to run and to intercept her before she reaches her escape route.
As Rarity left the room, she felt every ponies gaze there intensify as she trotted along to the nearest bathroom like she "said" but the security pony along with a few chef ponies awaited her and when Rarity opened the door and poked her head in. PLONK! Rarity was sneakily knocked out from behind as she plopped on the conveniently placed silver platter when the security pony shook his head and left Rarity to the chef ponies who wasted no time magically "descaling" her fancy dress off before propping her into the center of the platter and carting her away under a matching silver lid.
When she came to, she found herself fastened to a feeder's tube, her mane, fur, and tail shaved to reveal slender, white flesh underneath and her hind legs sprawled extra wide, forcing her to expose her crotch boobs, her vagina and her anus to her captors. Rarity groans in fear as she watches them carve chunks of Fleur and blends it with stuffing as soon only Fleur's Skeleton remains and a large bowl of stuffing await Rarity as she screams for help but to no avail as while one chef shovels stuffing in her anus, another proceeds to do the same with her vagina, making her scream in a mix of pain and pleasure only to have her snout pulled back and have more stuffing fed through her tube, making her gag at the salty, mushy texture.
As her belly and rump rounds up delightfully tightly and her haunches grow fat and soft, her futile attempts of escaping looks more like she's a helpless foal, wiggling on her backside as her hind legs are set free only to be eased up onto and into a pot of olive oil for a nice oil bath. "Somepony Help Me!" was all she managed to yell at the top of her lungs before a large apple was crammed in her mouth, silencing her while sobbing up a storm, wiggling and splashing oil all over the place as her well-stuffed form fits perfectly in her pot bath, she can't stretch her legs or stand up due to her plump she got and how little room she has in her pot.
Rarity sobs loudly and frantically looks around for a way to escape as every inch of her white skin is brushed in oil before she's flipped over so now her flanks, crotch boobs and nethers moon the chef in charge as her head is barely out of the boiling oil when she felt something long, thick and slippery plug and cork her anus and vagina shut tight. The extreme pain was just enough that she bites through her apple as she wiggles helplessly while she's hoisted out of the oil bath and onto a pan for seasoning and massaging.
While she's trying to buck the chef off and away from seasoning and tenderizing her flanks and crotch boobs, two chefs are whispering, "How does Fancy Pants fancy his latest unicorn mane course?"  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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