Discord's Pregnancy Cravings

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“That was good,” said Discord after they made love.  He kissed Fluttershy on the cheek.  “Thank you.”
“Thank /you/,” his gentle partner replied, giving him a kiss on the lips.  “And I have a feeling . . . that it might actually happen this time.”
Discord grinned.  “Really?”
Fluttershy nodded.  “I can’t wait to have a foal of a filly,” she said.  But then, she sighed.  “But I’m a bit worried about the pregnancy.  I’m not sure if I’m ready for that.”
“Don’t worry, Fluttershy,” Discord said, smiling at his girlfriend.  “I’m the master of chaos.  Pregnancies are a bit . . . /different/ when I’m involved.”
And he was right.  It turned out that the one impregnated was not Fluttershy, but Discord.  Soon enough, he was well along with their new child.
However, there was one slight problem.  And that was the pregnancy cravings.
They started out as quite minor.  A few tea party sandwiches would fix the draconequus’s intense hunger, and he would quickly return to normal, able to cope regularly.  But soon, his stomach was growling more and more.  The pregnancy cravings got more and more intense, until finally, they were absolutely unbearable!  And the chaos god soon realized: his hunger wasn’t for sandwiches, but for living food.
It had been a while since he’d feasted on such meals—it was before he met Fluttershy and the others.  And more than anything else, /that/ was what he wanted.
“Oh dear, oh dear,” Discord muttered to himself, realizing the bind he was in.  “This is quite a pickle. . .”  He snapped his fingers and made said vegetable appear, and then chomped into it as he spoke.  “One thing’s for sure, Fluttershy /cannot/ know about this.  She wouldn’t like it, that much is for certain.”  He finished the pickle and chuckled to himself.  “As for me, I feel no guilt for such trivial matters. . . Plus, telling my darling would only bring her pain.  So I’ll have my feast, and be done with it—Fluttershy will never have to know.  No harm, no foul.  Or rather, no harm no /foal/?”  
He laughed, licking his lips.  “This is going to be /very/ tasty.”
And so, a few days later, Discord announced to Fluttershy he was going on a “pregnancy retreat”—“There’s a place in the Dragon Lands where those with child can unwind together, and I’ve heard it’s oh so lovely!”—and so, he packed his things.
“Are you /sure/ you don’t want me to come with you?” Fluttershy asked him at the doorway, saying goodbye to him with the animals and her bunny Angel.
“I’m quite sure, my dear,” replied the lord of chaos.  “This is somewhere I must go alone.  But I will be home in a jiffy, I assure you that.”
“Good.”  She reached up, and Discord came down, meeting her in the middle for a kiss.  “I hope it’s relaxing as they’ve told you!”
“Me too!” said Discord, quickly turning away—he was already drooling, and didn’t want Fluttershy to notice.  Closing the door behind him, the chaos god snapped his fingers, and with a bright flash of light, he was instantly transported.
He popped back into existence a few yards away from a large town, a mining village called Rocky Autumn.  It wasn’t a place where people lived per say, but a town where people came in to work, living in the shacks and houses as they did so, then returning home some nights after the job was done.  In other words, with so many people moving in and out, it made an excellent feeding spot.
Hiding behind the bushes, Discord watched the assembly of ponies in this delicious town: there were at least a hundred stallions and mares prancing about, all going in and out of the large cave nearby.  Good—if some of the food was kept busy, he could snack down on others without the ponies even noticing!  It was the perfect plan.
The chaos god licked his lips, and moved in.  It was time to get that hungry belly of his fed.
The first horse that caught his eye was a stallion walking away from the caves, going into the woods to rest.  The miner was a muscular piece of food, with plenty of meat on his bones—he would make a great first course.  Discord hid in the shadows, watching the pony go further and further into the forest.  Finally, the horse settled down at one of the clearings—and that’s when the lord of chaos made his move.
Poor Emerald Shine had just wanted some time to eat his lunch.  He settled onto a nice patch of grass, and pulled his sandwich from his satchel, chewing quietly.  It was a clear, peaceful day . . . or so he thought.
Suddenly, without warning, a beam of magic shot at him from the darkness, and struck the pony, making him float in the air.  His satchel slipped off of him and fell back onto the ground, and Emerald Shine helplessly moved his legs, trying to grab on something with his hoof.  “W-What’s going on?” he asked.  “Who’s doing this?”
“I am, /food/.”  A figured stepped out of the shadows.  It was some sort of bird . . . dragon . . . horse . . . /thing/, an amalgamation of animal parts, all ending in the head of a goat.  There was a bump on its bottom half; the creature was clearly pregnant.  It grinned at Emerald Shine and licked its lips.  “It’s lunch time.”
“Lunch time?” the pony asked, confused.  Then he realized: “Wait. . . Are you Discord?  What are you doing at Rocky Autumn?”
Discord sighed.  “Ok, look, food really shouldn’t talk, alright?  Let’s make some adjustments here. . .”
The draconequus snapped his fingers, and a gag appeared around Emerald Shine’s mouth, muffling his speed and rendering him unable to talk.  “Mmmph!” he cried out, shaking his head.  The creature had called him food before, and he was starting to realize what Discord’s intentions were.  “Mmmmph mmmph!”
The chaos god snapped his fingers again, and a platter appeared underneath Emerald Shine.  The pony was lowered onto it, and he let out muffled screams of terror, not wanting this, anything but this.  “Alright, down the hatch,” Discord said, drooling.
He opened his mouth wide, and his prey was greeted to a nice view of his maw: sharp teeth dripping with drool, a snake-like tongue wet with spit, and behind it all, a dark cavern of a throat. . .
“MMMMPH!” screamed Emerald Shine, shaking his head.  “MMMM MMMPH MMMM!”
Discord didn’t listen to his protests.  Instead, he beckoned his food forward with his magic, and suddenly, the pony’s head was inside his mouth.
Emerald Shine whimpered in terror as he was placed inside the chaos god’s maw.  The tongue immediately acted, licking him up like he was just another piece of meat, sparing no part of his head as it lapped his face.  The poor pony felt completely helpless as he was tasted—was there anything he could do to get out of this situation?
Meanwhile, Discord was having the time of his life!  It had been eons since he had tasted living meat, and this was /exactly/ what he had been searching for.  The feeling of food squirming in one’s mouth, the way Emerald Shine tasted under his tongue, the act of licking up living, breathing meat—oh, it was all absolutely /perfect/!  He needed to get it down to his stomach as soon as possible though; the cravings were increasing exponentially now that he had his prey.
Emerald Shine was suddenly sucked forward with a loud /gulp/, pulled from the loose mouth into Discord’s tight, unrelenting throat.  He realized, much to his horror, that his head was stuck now—he couldn’t get it out!  He couldn’t even scream anymore, since his gagged mouth was pressed against the tight insides of the esophagus.  The pony whimpered more as his neck and chest were tasted by the chaos god, and he was starting to realize: there was no way out of this, was there?
Discord moaned as he lapped up more of the pony, enjoying every inch of his prey.  Oh yes, this had been exactly what he was searching for.  But he knew he needed to act faster.  And so he stopped his methodical tasting, and started swallowing quickly, only licking as much as he needed to.
Emerald Shine felt himself getting forced down the throat more and more, shoved down the cylindrical tube of doom inch by inch.  He wriggled and squirmed up above, trying to do at least /something/ to resist getting eaten, but the lord of chaos barely even seemed to noticed his struggles.  In fact, even with him fighting, Discord still licked and swallowed him at a steady pace.  There really was no way out. . .
And that’s when it happened.
The pony felt his muzzle graze up against some kind of wall: the sphincter of the stomach, though he couldn’t know that.  Another swallow pushed him past it, and suddenly, he was inside Discord’s stomach.
The tight, dripping space greeted him with loud growls of hunger, and a sinking feeling entered Emerald Shine’s chest.  This was where food went to be digested.  And if he was food. . .
“MMMPH!”  Now that he wasn’t pushed up against the esophagus anymore, he could scream now, at least.  He fought and writhed some more, all the while crying out the best he could.  “MMMMMMPH!”
Discord was having the opposite experience.  When the food penetrated the sphincter and entered his stomach, the chaos god gasped in absolute delight.  He felt the thing he had been craving for all this time finally beginning to fill him up!  And sure, the prey was screaming and kicking a bit, but he could put up with a little resistance.  He needed the rest of this pony in his belly, /immediately/.
Emerald Shine screamed as Discord sped up the pace, shoving more and more of him into the gurgling, eager belly.  He felt his body pressing up against the fluid-filled walls, and knew that they had to be digestive juices. . . He squirmed some more, but nothing came of it, and soon his head hit the bottom of the belly.
Discord was finally on the final bite: the back feet and tail of the stallion.  He was quite disappointed that he had reached the end so quickly, but at the same time, he knew there was /much/ more meet than this, so it wasn’t truly the end.  He lapped up the hooves, tasting their magnificent flavor, and finally swallowed them down.  Sucking in the tail like a spaghetti strand, he sent that down his throat, heading toward his hungry gut.
Emerald Shine’s heart sank when he felt the last of him get swallowed up by Discord.  He felt his legs and tail travel down the throat with the rest of his body, going down inch by inch, until finally, they emptied into the stomach.  The poor stallion was forced to curl up in the tight space, and his presence pressed it outward, making the chaos god’s pregnant belly look even bigger.  He screamed and squirmed inside the stomach, wanting to do everything he could to resist his fate.  Sure, the place was too tight to really put up that much of a fight, but he wasn’t going to go down without one.
Discord laughed as he felt his prey move about inside his stomach.  “Oh dear—it tickles so much!” he exclaimed, giggling loudly as Emerald Shine squirmed inside of him.  The chaos god settled down and patted his stomach, smiling.  It had been such a long time since he’d experienced this.  He honestly missed the feeling of being a predator, and the feeling of live prey slipping down into one’s stomach.  It was truly delightful.
But his hungry, pregnant belly wasn’t going to be content with just one pony, oh no.  It needed more—much more.  And so Discord smiled to himself, ready to go to the village, when—
“Emerald Shine?  Emerald Shine, where are you?”
The chaos good looked up.  To his surprise and delight, about ten ponies entered the clearing, all from Rocky Autumn from their appearances, and when they saw him, they looked confused.
“Who are you?” one asked.  “What are you doing in Emerald Shine’s usual spot?”
Discord stared at them for a moment.  Then, he laughed.
“Why, I believe the one you call Emerald Shine is in here,” he said, pointing to his belly.  “And you all are going to join him.”
“What?!” one of them yelled.  “What in the heck are you—”
Discord snapped his fingers, and sent all the ponies floating in the air.  “W-What the. . .!” one cried, flailing their hooves around.
“Oh dear, that’s just how Emerald Shine reacted,” the god of chaos said, chuckling.  “What can I say.  Prey minds think alike!”
“Prey?” asked another pony.  “What are you talking about?”
“Oh, you all really don’t get it?” Discord asked innocently.  “Then allow me to explain.”
He waved his fingers, and lined up the ponies so that the first one was closest to him, and the last was furthest.  Then, he opened his mouth wide.
“Uh. . .” said the pony in front, dazed by his maw.  “W-What do you think you’re. . .?”
Discord didn’t wait for a response.  He simply sealed his maw around the pony’s head, and started swallowing them down.
All the others immediately started screaming.  Another snap of his fingers, and Discord gagged the rest of his prey, allowing him to focus on the meal in front of him.  This mare was absolutely delicious, with an exquisite taste that could barely be matched!  Well, except by the other meat he was going to eat, no doubt.  There was always that.
He lapped up the pony and gulped her down bite by bite, savoring her the best he could, but knowing that his hungry stomach couldn’t wait for very much longer—it needed food /now/.  And so he sent more and more of her into his throat, until finally, she entered his stomach.
Emerald Shine had long since given up struggling, and he had given up hope entirely.  He was sitting at the bottom of his stomach, waiting for his fate, when Iron Heart came in.
She popped into the belly unexpectedly, startling the poor pony and causing him to look up in surprise.  “Mmmph?” he said, recognizing his mining buddy.
Iron Heart looked down and saw Emerald Shine, her eyes widening.  “Mmmph!” she exclaimed.  She squirmed in the throat, trying to get out.  “Mmmmmmph!”
Emerald got the hint.  He reached up and pushed against Iron Heart, trying to get her out of the stomach and back in the throat—and hopefully, from there, she could escape this terrible fate.  But Discord’s swallows were much too strong: each time they made a bit of progress, one simple gulp would send her further down.  It really was one hoof forward, two hooves back, and before long, Iron Heart’s entire body popped into the stomach, and the entrance sealed shut behind them.
She landed on top of Emerald Shine, stretching out the space even more with her presence.  He sighed, and tried to get comfortable, knowing that at some point, this all was going to end. . .
Discord licked his lips, tasting the last of Iron Heart’s flavor.  His stomach growled and gurgled with the new pony inside, but even /that/ wasn’t enough—he still needed more.  Good thing he had nine more morsels in front of him!
Discord waved his finger, and two ponies entered his mouth at once, stuffing his cheeks to the absolute maximum.  They both tasted very different, and he savored their delightful flavors, letting out satisfied “Mmmm!” sounds every few seconds.  Finally, his stomach let out a demanding burble, and Discord swallowed them down.
The two ponies were squeezed into his throat, trapped in the tight space now,  The chaos god munched them down, licking and sucking at their meaty skin as he sent them further in, gulp after gulp.  He swallowed down their shoulders, then their chests, then their stomachs.
Down in Discord’s stomach, Iron Heart and Emerald Shine were just getting comfortable—as comfortable as they could be, anyway—in their new positions, when they saw two heads pop into the stomach, both immediately screaming as they came inside.  Iron and Emerald exchanged a glance, and then pushed against the two ponies—Gold Light and Silver Spark—as hard as they could, determined to get them out of there.  But like before, Discord proved to be quite the strong swallower, and Gold and Silver piled down into his growling, impatient stomach.
All too soon, the chaos god reached their back legs and tails of his prey, the final bites.  He let out a satisfied yet disappointed sigh, and sealed them with the final gulp, sending the two ponies down to his belly and letting out an, “Ahhh,” as he did so.
Gold Light and Silver Spark crashed into the stomach, piling on top of Emerald Shine and Iron Heart.  The stomach was quite inflated by the new food, but it was also very, very tight, making it impossible to move or resist.  And so the four waited for their fate.
Discord let out a loud /buuuurp/.  Then, he turned to the seven other ponies in front of him.  With a big grin on his face, the lord of chaos started his feast.
He swallowed the food down quickly, scarfing down pony after pony in a mad rush.  First one was in his mouth being lapped up, then he stuffed a second one in there, then a third!  Not only was he stuffing his maw full of ponies, he also sent them down to his stomach quite quickly, gulping them in much quicker than he had before.  His food screamed and shouted in horror as they were eaten, but with a snap of Discord’s fingers, they were gagged, and he didn’t have to worry about their shouts anymore.
Each terrified pony entered his maw and were shoved quickly into his throat.  After a short journey, they popped into his stomach, begging for help.  Each time, the belly’s occupants tried to push them up and out, but /every/ time, they failed, and the food was put right where it belonged.
There had been four ponies in Discord’s stomach.  A minute later, there were five; a minute after that; there were seven; a minute later, nine; a minute after, eleven ponies were inside him, and the chaos god was swallowing the last of his prey, sending it down to his greedy stomach.
And each time, that greedy stomach got a little bit bigger.  It was already quite distended from Discord’s midsection, but it truly began to inflate with the fifth pony, and from there, it just got larger and larger.  By the eleventh pony, his belly was massive, and it had gotten quite big to fit all of the prey.
But that still wasn’t enough.
Discord took a moment to catch his breath after eating, panting as he sat on the ground.  His belly growled and gurgled around the huge amount of prey—but the chaos god knew it wanted more.  That he was /still/ hungry, thanks to these pregnancy cravings.
He couldn’t slink around in the woods anymore.  If he wanted food, he had to go to the source of it.
The chaos god stood up from the forest floor (lesser beings would have been weighed down by such a heavy stomach, but him?  He was Discord, lord of chaos!  Anything was possible) and turned his attention toward the village of Rocky Autumn.  For a moment he watched all the ponies there, seeing them all go throughout their day.  Such splendid little morsels, so unaware of their fate as his dinner. . .
His stomach growled insistently.  It was time to act.
Discord took a deep breath, gathering his magic within him.  Then, he snapped his fingers.
Every pony in the village of Rocky Autumn felt a tingling sensation.  Then, they were carried off into the air, rushed toward Discord, who stood at the edge of the woods.  Many ponies cried out in alarm as they sailed through the air.  Their mining gear and satchels were stripped away and dropped onto the ground as they flew, until finally, the whole horde of ponies was in front of the hungry chaos god.
Discord looked at all of the stallions and mare around him, immense amounts of drool escaping his mouth.  There had to be around a hundred ponies in this bunch, all confused, the poor things, and ready to be eaten.  He licked his lips, and snapped his fingers again, patting his huge, distended stomach.  This was going to be absolutely delicious.
The ponies immediately lined up in groups of three, floating in front of Discord.  The line was quite long, and Discord glanced over at it.  There were around thirty pairs of ponies here—excellent.  He was quite hungry, after all.
Discord turned to the first three ponies, and a smile crossed his face.  Then he opened his mouth, and began to eat.
He sucked in the three horses into his maw, causing them all to scream as they shot inside his mouth.  The poor ponies were stuck inside the tight cavern, and the chaos god’s tongue washed over all their faces.  He moaned at the beautiful flavors that danced in his mouth.  This was absolutely delicious.  This was /heaven/.
The other ponies were screaming and crying, but Discord simply snapped his fingers and shut them up.  He wanted to focus on his meal, and get these ponies in his stomach.
He lapped up the three’s faces one last time, savoring their terror and fear.  Then he swallowed them, pulling them into his esophagus with a loud /gulp/.
The faces got sucked down, creating a huge bulge in the draconequus’s throat, which made him smile and laugh.  Having a meal this big felt amazing—and he thought /two/ at once was good!  He continued licking the ponies’ necks and chests, savoring every inch of them as he swallowed them down.  His stomach growled insistently, and the chaos lord sighed.  He would have to send it down eventually—his belly was quite demanding, after all.  So he sped up his swallows, gulping down the three ponies bit by bit, until they finally reached his waiting gut.
The eleven ponies in Discord’s stomach heard the sphincter open and cringed.  Some tried to reach up and help the poor prey get back up, but thanks to the tight space, they were all compacted together, and nobody could really move.  So they couldn’t do anything as the three ponies fell down inside the growling belly.  The new prey first landed on top of the others, but as the stomach expanded more, they were squeezed in with the rest, stretching out Discord’s gut more and more.
The lord of chaos swallowed the last bite and felt it go down his throat and into his stomach, patting it as it swelled more in front of him.  “Mmm. . . That was absolutely delicious,” he said, turning to his other meat—the twenty-nine rows of ponies, each looking better than the last.  “Now for the rest of you!”
And so, the feast began.  Each row of ponies were stuffed into his mouth, three at once, and Discord would savor and suck them all down before moving on to the next row, using his magic to bring each one over to him.  His food would cry and scream of course, but there was nothing they could reasonably do in this situation, and so they were devoured.
Each time Discord swallowed a new bunch of ponies, the ones already in his belly would see the new prey descend, and they were unable to do anything to stop the new food from falling down, landing in the stomach, and crowding the space even more than before.
But that wasn’t all.  With each pony, the god’s stomach was getting larger and larger, stretching to an unbelievable size (only able to get this big thanks to his chaotic powers).  It started out a few feet wide, but quickly grew bigger and bigger, stretching by at least a few inches with each new pony that got introduced to his gut.  This was a true feast, and it was going to bring his belly to maximum size.
Discord shoveled more and more ponies into his mouth, bringing them to his maw, tasting the food each time and then gulping them down, before getting the next batch of horses for his hungry stomach.  Each time, his belly needed more; he always needed more living food, thanks to his cravings.  And it had been such a long time since he’d done this, his desires for live meat was even stronger.  So he filled himself up, bit by bit.
Pony after pony made their way into Discord’s mouth, then down to his gut.  He swallowed mindlessly, barely noticing how many were remaining: the lord of chaos just focused on tasting and gulping to fill his hungry stomach.  
So he was surprised when he swallowed down three ponies, and looked up to see that there were none left in line.  “Oh,” Discord muttered, scratching his goatish head in surprise.  So he had eaten all of them. . . That had taken a much shorter time than he had anticipated.  But he /had/ been hungry, after all.  And for the first time in a long time, he actually felt . . . /full/!
Smiling, Discord looked down at his huge, bloated gut.  It had stretched a few yards by now, and was almost as tall as him, thanks to the immense amount of food packed inside.  The ponies within were squirming and writhing in the gigantic stomach, likely desperate to get out of this predicament.  Every so often the chaos god caught the outline of a hoof of head on the side of his belly, and he couldn’t help but smile.  His meal was truly trapped in there—and that felt /so/ good.
It took a few days for all the food to fully digest.  The meal was quite big, after all, so the gurgling belly took its time in breaking it all down.  At the start there were lots of screams and cries coming from within, but those soon all tied down, replaced by the stomach’s grunts and growls and the meat was processed.  Bit by bit, the stomach shrunk, shrinking in size as it digested the big meal, going from a few yards, to several feet, to a few inches.  Finally, by the end of it all, Discord’s belly was back to its normal size, baby bump and all.
Discord snapped his fingers, and he was immediately on Fluttershy’s front porch.  Opening the door, he called out, “Oh, my darling!  I’m back!”
The mare was sitting at their tea table, and turned to him with a big smile.  “Welcome back!” Fluttershy said cheerfully, trotting over to him.  “Did you have a good time at the retreat!”
“I had the most /amazing/ time, thank you very much,” replied Discord with a grin.  “It was a lovely experience.”
“Good.”
Discord went upstairs to unwind, smiling to himself.  Oh yes, his retreat had been quite amazing.  Living food was just so delicious. . .