Walking up to castle doors Cadence felt a tingle of anticipation; she was so excited to see Twilight, and to sample the Ponyville spa facilities. This was her first trip with Flurry away from the Crystal Kingdom since Flurry’s birth. Though she wished her husband could have joined them to give Cadence an afternoon off during the trip, she was glad to be away from the bustle of her subjects. She was excited about the distance the servants would give her here. The crystal ponies working for her were becoming overly familiar, causing Cadence to regret the friendly banter she emulated when she first took the throne. This would be the vacation she needed to relax and reaffirm her status.

After greeting Twilight and settling into her royal guest suite, Cadence took Flurry visit Twilight in the library. Shockingly, Twilight had an earth pony at the table with her, talking about some local farming issue no doubt. The earth ponies in her kingdom did little else when they called on her at home. What did they expect her to do about it, she had never bothered to fit agriculture into her busy schedule. Any difficulties they had were their own.

Upon seeing that she had entered the library with Flurry in tow, Twilight introduced the Earth pony to her; she missed the name as she wasn’t really paying attention. They were a common pony, and was as interchangeable as the next earth pony.

However, when Cadence heard the words “good with kids” and “Cheerilee really recommends her help.” Cadence started paying attention to Twilight.

“Sorry,” apologized Cadence, “I missed your name, Flurry caught my attention, and she’s still rather easy to lose track of.”

“My name is Daisy, I’m a florist and gardener here in Ponyville. Twilight told me about your husband having to stay behind in the Crystal Kingdom, and I wanted to offer my services as a foal-sitter. After all, it’s not a vacation if you don’t get to relax”

Noting the lack of title when Daisy addressed Twilight, Cadence thought about the offer for a minute. Though she wasn’t excited for the lack of propriety shown in dropping a princess’s title, Daffodil, or whatever her name was, seemed harmless enough.

“Flurry is very active and needs constant supervision. Though I’d only be gone for an afternoon to the spa, I would still be concerned about the level of care she received.”

“Cadence,” Twilight interrupted, “I just mentioned that Daisy has been helping Cheerilee with the field trips the young foals classes has been taking.”

“I’ve been helping with a class of foals and fillies, how hard could one small filly be,” giggled Daisy.

Well none of them had been young alicorns, Cadence thought to herself, and I know none of them were royalty either. She is not the most qualified, but it is only an afternoon, and Twilight will be in meetings in the throne room, which isn’t too far away. In an emergency, she’d be handy.

“All right, we’ll introduce you to Flurry right away, I’m sure the spa can make some space for me to go for a few treatments this afternoon.”

“I’ve never been able to get away to go to the Crystal Kingdom for a visit, and now I get to help with the royal foal. I’m so excited to help,” exclaimed Daisy.

The enthusiasm in the pony’s voice was grating, and it wasn’t at all giving her the respect she craved, as often happened with her subjects. It was her maid back at home all over again.

Leaving the room to grab a few things for Flurry, Cadence hurried back.

As she approached the door, she heard an ear splitting screech followed by a rather loud, and fleshy, sounding thump. Before she even opened the door, Cadence knew what she was going to see; Flurry causing complete chaos, and the overwhelmed foal-sitter laying on the floor somewhere.

Upon entering the library, Cadence took in the scene. She could see a pink, flowered rump sticking out from behind Twilight’s table and could hear Flurry giggling, with books flying out from behind a few nearby bookshelves towards the downed pony. Inwardly cringing, Cadence knew that having an ordinary earth pony look after Flurry had been too good to be true. These simple folk had no idea what was needed to effectively deal with alicorns.

Disappointed, Cadence looked sadly from her foal to her foal-sitter and back. An expression of dismay was settling on her face; she turned to the bookcase to look for her daughter, only to have an outraged shriek sound behind her.

“Muh...muh… my b-b-books,” cried Twilight, “What in Equestria is Flurry doing to my library Cadence!”

“Twilight, this just isn’t going to work out,” sighed Cadence, “Please deal with Flurry and take her out of the room. I need to discuss the situation with Daisy.” Cadence’s eyes were narrowing as she glared at the splayed out, stunned earth pony.

With her progeny and her sister-in-law leaving the library, Cadence glanced at the door and began her slow approach. With a heavy sigh, Cadence stalked towards the foal-sitter, who was still slightly dazed on the floor. She was sorry it had to go like this, but she didn’t know what else to do. Closing her eyes, she summoned a small amount of magic. She needed to do something to relieve her disappointment, and she needed Daisy to understand the consequences of losing control of Flurry. You had to reach the gold standard when you were taking care of a princess. It’s just the way it was. And when this standard wasn’t reached, as so many non-royalty seemed to do, the consequences were dire and sometimes fatal. Directing the magic, she bound Daisy and began to devour her.

Her head was spinning, and she felt as though she were tied up. No amount of effort seemed to be able to make her limbs move. Her hooves felt as though they were stuck together. Blinking heavily, Daisy opened her eyes, only to see a shimmery blue fog blurring her view. Noticing she was turning, Daisy tried to clear her vision, only to see a distorted, shimmery Cadence slowly filling her field of view.

Cadence was licking her lips, and her expression slid from disappointed to what could only be described as anticipatory. Her pupils dilated, and drool began to trickle down her lips, slide over her chin and drip in an irregular stream onto the floor.

Opening her mouth, Cadence felt her anticipation build as Daisy awakened and realized what was happening. It was always better when the prey was wary. The stretching a panicked pony caused felt amazing, and always caused a pleasurable swelling and moistening of her folds.

“What’s going on, Cadence?”

As her meal got closer, Cadence got hotter and more excited. She couldn’t wait to feel the texture of her meal’s hair along her tongue, to taste the musky, salty flavour of her skin.

“Princess Cadence! What in Equestria are you doing!? Princess?”

With these last words from Daisy, Cadence began the meal, reveling in the fact that Daisy finally respected her title. Maybe if she had shown this kind of respect for the alicorn status, it might not have devolved to this. It would have allowed her to more effectively handle Flurry.

The hair was as coarse and rough against her tongue as she anticipated. The salty tang of her sweat acting as a glaze coating her skin. Drool was pooling in Cadence’s mouth and coating her meal, making it easier to swallow her.

“Prin-,” Daisy tried to ask yet another question, but it was too late. Cadence’s mouth closed over her head just before she got it out. A muffled, panicked scream was absorbed by Cadence’s closed lips.

Daisy’s trip was just beginning.

Getting swallowed was as terrifying as she thought, and completely disorienting. She immediately felt the lack of fresh air and light, causing an uncontrollable wave of panic making her to hyperventilate.

The gentle pulsing of muscles in Cadence’s esophagus was calming and the even, and resonant beat of her heart calmed Daisy’s pulse slightly. As the contractions moved Daisy forward, she began to hear a gentle sucking noise. Opening her eyes and looking ahead, she could make out the slick opening to the princess’s stomach. The fluctuating light in the esophagus, flickered only a few more times before disappearing entirely, indicating to Daisy that Cadence had finally swallowed all of her.

Sitting back on her hind legs with her stomach protruding out in front of her, Cadence gave her lips a final lick. Placing her front hooves on her stomach, she let out a satisfying belch and began her slow, unsteady journey to her hooves. She was now ready to relax. There was nothing better than a spa day on a full stomach; she thought as she felt her meal enter the stomach with a wet, satisfying shift.

As the muscles around her pulsed, Daisy slid into Cadence’s stomach with a wet, warm squish.

Gasping for air, she rested her head against one of the large folds in the wall of Cadence’s stomach. She couldn’t move as the stomach walls were closing in around her. The muscles in them, squeezing her, moving her. The gentle pulsing of the folds against her skin further calmed her. The stomach acid soaking her hind legs and buttocks was moving over her in gentle waves with each pulsing of the stomach as it constricted around her more. She was trapped, and there was no way around out.

Before she made her escape to the spa, Cadence poked her head into the throne room to see Twilight and Flurry.

“Twilight, if you don’t mind watching Flurry, I’d still like to sneak down to the spa for a few hours.”

“That’s fine Cadence. There’s enough room in here for Flurry to run around while I see the ponies whose meetings can’t be moved to another day.”

“Oh Twilight, you are one of the best sister-in-law’s I know,” exclaimed Cadence, as she hurried towards the main door before Twilight noticed her bulging, stretched stomach.

Waddling as fast as she could, Cadence hurried towards the Ponyville spa. Belching gently with every other step, she tried to maintain a dignified trot, despite her distended abdomen.

As she made her way through the town, she noticed several uneasy looks going her way, as if the ponies were unsure of how to interact with her. This is what it meant to be an alicorn, these looks showed that these commoners were intimidated by her, her title and her powers. Little did she realize it was her ungainly stride drawing their eye, as alicorns were thought of as graceful and coordinated.

As she approached the door, Cadence let out a small belch, smothering it easily with her hoof. When the door to the spa opened, she felt some movement in her stomach. Her meal was letting her know they weren’t happy there, but the stretch of the pony fighting it only increased her pleasure.

“Ew, what’s that smell?” All Daisy knew is that she was in Cadence’s stomach, the darkness was overwhelming when combined with the smell of the stomach acid. The warm, wet fluid was beginning to cause her skin to tingle. She wasn’t sure if it was due to the lack of air or if the acid was beginning to dissolve her. She tried to move again, in hopes of going in any direction. Wriggling hard, she hoped someone on the outside would notice the jiggling of Cadence’s stomach and realize something was wrong.

Cadence was being shown to the chair where her Everfree Green Pack mask was going to be applied. She felt some pressure building in her abdomen; a gurgle sounded at the bottom of her stomach. She just sat down on the lounge, when she felt the pressure crawl up her throat. Biting her lip, she tried to hold it in, but to no avail. Internally flinching, Cadence couldn’t keep it in any longer. She let out a loud, resonant belch, relieving the pressure internally. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath, before glancing at the spa pony to see her reaction.

She saw the spa pony glance uneasily at her, and in her most supercilious voice stated, “No one needs to know about this. And if I hear any rumours suggesting that someone witnessed that sound. I know exactly who to come looking for.”

With that sharp reprimand, the spa pony bowed her head and applied that last of the green pack to Cadence’s face, and lead her to the mineral bath that was drawn for her. The sweet, floral aroma was reminding Cadence of the plants in Everfree Forest.

All of her wriggling amounted to nothing; it didn’t help her at all. She wasted her valuable oxygen and much of her energy. She closed her eyes for a moment or two, the oxygen deprivation and exhaustion catching up with her, and causing a lack of focus to find a way out. She really didn’t want to die, but it was getting more and more tempting to let herself fall asleep and let the process happen. Her hair had partially dissolved, and she could feel clumps of flesh sloughing off in gelatinous chunks. She knew she didn’t have much time left, and she had stopped caring about the changes to her body. The walls of the stomach were even tighter against her now, a visceral layer against her smooth, hairless skin.

Tipping her head back as far as she could, Daisy sighed again. The pulsing stomach walls were pushing her along, into the small intestine she was sure.

She was no longer feeling as full as she had earlier, making her wonder if her delectable meal had begun to move along. A pity really, that the digestion of this pony had taken so little time, she had really been enjoying their movement. The stretching of her stomach had been so satisfying, and the feeling of fullness had accompanied a feeling of true ecstasy.

Entering the mineral bath, Cadence let out a heartfelt sigh. She could do this every day she thought. The ponies at the spa were keeping their distance, just as she wanted. There were no useless interactions with ponies of lesser stations, and that silly spa pony was granting her every whim now that they’d had their talk.

As she was being inched along, the narrow fleshy tube she was now in, Daisy began to notice the effects of the oxygen deprivation more and more. She was hallucinating conversations between herself and the princess, and in them, she was questioning where the situation had gotten so out of hand. All she had done was try to help, but the princess seemed to have this invisible, impossible golden standard, how was she supposed to compare herself to a princess and understand an alicorn entirely, when she was neither thing. She was a simple earth pony, a commoner, with no royal blood or training.

It seemed to have started when Flurry had slipped between her hooves and damaged some of Twilight’s books. But was such a small transgression really so deserving of such a large punishment? Closing her eyes, she tried to focus, but the gentle, rhythmic contractions were disrupting her concentration and moving her closer and closer to what she knew would be the end. There was no way she’d survive another organ, most of her was gone, both physically and psychologically.

Letting herself being carried forward by the gently clenching muscles, Daisy frowned, trying once again to focus. Did Cadence say why she was doing this? Did she say anything at all about this? All Daisy could envision at this point, was Cadence looking down her nose at her, like she was an unexpected, and unpleasant clump of mud sitting in her castle.

Sighing heavily, Daisy could hear the approaching sphincter, this single fluctuating barrier between her and her death. It was inevitable, this journey and the end that was approaching so slowly. She was allowing her anxiety to overwhelm her again, letting it completely disrupt her concentration. Why she couldn’t even hold her conversation with Cadence anymore. Cadence’s image was flickering in front of her now, like the smoldering wick of a candle.

As Cadence completely blinked out, Daisy realised that it had just been in her head. The only sound she heard now was the gentle slurping of the intestine as it squeezed her forwards. The suctioning noise of the contracting sphincter was beginning to resonate within her; every contraction shuddered through her body. She was getting so much closer now. There wasn’t much time left, and with that thought, she was pumped into the dark, humid tunnel that was the large intestine.

With her eyes closed Cadence failed to notice that two of the spa goers were discussing her in an isolated corner of the room. Rarity was talking to Fluttershy behind her hoof, hoping Cadence wouldn’t overhear her. She had been moved from the mineral tub, onto the most comfortable chair they had at the spa. With her belly resting on her legs, and her legs propped up on a small stool for her hooficure, Cadence’s protruding stomach was extremely accentuated. Something that she did not notice, but the gossiping ponies nearby did.

“My word Fluttershy, I can’t believe how much Cadence has let herself go. I know being a mother is extremely trying, but you’d think a princess of all people would be able to find a nanny to help.”

With what strength she could muster, Daisy pushed against the sides of her fleshy cage again. She pressed as hard as she could against the sides of the fleshy tube she had been ejected in to. Closing her eyes, Daisy waited to see if she could hear anyone asking about the violent movement. Absolutely nothing happened, no voices, no movement, nothing.

Having looked away to make her comment, Rarity missed the horror that Fluttershy ended up witnessing. Fluttershy was staring at Cadence when to her disbelief and dismay, a pony's face appeared on the side of her flank. Not a separate pony head, but one protruding as if trying to escape... and with that realization, Fluttershy blushed a deep pink, before averting her eyes and muttering something to Rarity about dropping the topic.

This place was larger than the last, but it was still too close for comfort, Daisy realized she was feeling claustrophobic. Though the warmth of the intestine was lulling her to sleep, she was jolted into a moment of clarity when she brushed up against a chunk of what she could only assume was feces. It pulled off some of her goopy coating. She could no longer ignore the panic that had been temporarily calmed by the rhythm of the body. She was going to die. And she didn’t want to.

Biting what remained of her lip, she realized she was far beyond help. She was essentially Jell-o ®, and it wouldn’t take much to finish her off. She only hoped Cadence would be more merciful at this step than she had been at the beginning. All Daisy had to look forward to now, was a quick death. The pain had long since been numbed by the stomach acid and bile combination from entering the small intestine. It was just her death left, and she dreaded every minute leading up to it.

Cadence realized she was no longer belching, and that that feeling of hunger had evolved in a peckishness that would soon require a snack. Demanding the attention of the nearby spa pony, Cadence asked for a dandelion smoothie. She wanted to feel fuller before she went for her massage. They always felt better on a full stomach, and if she worded it right, she knew she could get the massage pony to pay serious attention to her flank and haunches.

Leaving the hooficure lounge, she made her way over to the massage table in a private room. She was no longer quite as ungainly, though she was far from her usual graceful self. Heaving herself down on the table, she motioned for the spa pony she had an understanding with, who was standing uneasily by the door.

After closing the door, the pony looked at Princess Cadence with some trepidation and a faint blush across her face.

Good, thought Cadence, she realizes how nervous she needs to be in the presence of royalty, every care should be taken to comport oneself in the proper manner around one's superiors.

“I need a massage of my flank and haunches. They are cramped up from walking all the way here in the common crowd.”

“Your majesty, the massage will work better if you roll over, It's hard to rea-”

“I want you to massage my flank, stomach, and haunches. If you’re a competent masseuse, you’ll figure out how to do this while I’m on my back,” responded Cadence with a hard glare. She was going to receive no benefits for addressing her properly. This pony needed to remember her place at all times. There was no reason to disobey a request from royalty. Especially one so insignificant.

At first, Daisy thought something was wrong with Cadence, but then she realized the more violent movements she could feel were hooves. The first few were almost like punches, hard and blunt. Before regulating into a more gentle, rhythmic massage. Each action by the hooves had devastating effects on her body. Daisy wriggled gently and noticed that her hind legs no longer there, she could see a bit of bone where they used to attach and assumed it was her femur. She felt a surge of panic once again.

Death, it was coming, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.

Cadence sighed as the pony got to work, the compression of the stretched out organs felt delightful. Cadence felt a renewed wave of ecstasy every time the pony moved along her abdomen, smushing new areas. The pleasure she felt as the massage continued surpassed the pleasure she felt when she and Shining Armour were mating. She could just imagine in her mind, what Daisy appeared like and was happy that the pony had ended up servicing her so well. She felt her head tilt back and a warm, tingling pleasure built between her legs. Every press of the hoof on her stomach on intensified the hard knot of pleasure. Rolling her eyes back as the feeling built up, Cadence bit her lip and began to breathe heavily. The feeling was almost completely overwhelming now, and she knew it would be much longer until -

It was finally here; she was happy it was finally over, even though the fear of death lingered in her mind. It had been inevitable, and she knew she simply had to accept that death was coming for her. And that her life was going to come to an end by first disappointing a beloved princess of the realm, and the becoming her meal. Closing her eyes for the last time she sighed, and thought to herself, “At least it was quick at the end, the princess show me mercy aft-”

And with a final, fatal placement, the masseuse successfully compressed Daisy into a satisfyingly large bowel movement.

And with the final few kneads, Cadence tipped over the edge, biting hard on her lip to contain the snorts and groans of pleasure. After she calmed and opened her eyes, she noticed that the spa pony had brought her a towel to clean up with. After silently passing it to the princess, the spa pony bowed low and avoided eye contact as she slowly backed up towards the door.

As the hooves had further broke her down, the sludgy material clingy to the bones slowly slid into a single chunk and began to coagulate. The warmth of the intestines quickened the coalescing of the pony parts. The bones intermingled with the goopy, squishy material, forming a large log of poop. As what remained of Daisy slid along the absorptive tissue, the mass took on a different texture. Moving forward the liquefied remains hardened and dehydrated and grew in size, pressing harder into the walls of the intestine, the glands coating it in a slick glaze. The hooves hurried the waste along until the fecal material slowly made its way to the colon before perching precariously over the entrance to Cadence’s anus.

Having finished the massage, the spa pony left the room so Cadence could take her time cleaning up and leaving. Cadence felt some pressure moving towards her rear and knew she needed to find a washroom and soon. Trotting back up to the castle, she felt the pressure inch closer and closer to needing relief.

Hurrying into the castle and surprisingly finding an empty washroom, Cadence sat down and let loose. The first clench of her colon brought a fresh, smooth lump of feces. This didn’t relieve the pressure, unfortunately, and with another hard push, she felt more material come loose. Multiple small splashes sounded this time, as individual bones began to rain down into the toilet bowl. This continued for several minutes, this alternating of feces and bone until a final, small burst of gas signaled that there was nothing left.

Breathing heavily, and standing, Cadence turned to briefly study the toilet.

“Well, this will definitely cause a few issues, but if I don't get caught leaving the scene, no one will have proof that it’s me. Not that anyone would have the gumption to accuse me of anything. The tiara does prove to be effective protection sometimes.”

She exited the washroom and closed the door with her magic as she walked away. Her final thought as she went to rejoin her daughter and sister-in-law in the throne room was, “Maybe I can arrange to do this again tomorrow. Yeah, tomorrow would be good.”