“You’re agile…in this enclosed space…I’ll give you that…” Luna said in between breaths. Pony wings where more suited for open spaces while it seemed that Pharyx’s insect-like wings, while slower, were able to better handle corners and narrow spaces. He was closing in on her as she darted through the iron girders that made up the top of the stage. However, grabbing one girder and using it to turn herself around, she quickly fired a blast of force off from her horn right towards Pharynx. The poor bug took the hit right to the chest, sending him spiraling down and hitting the dance floor hard. The dancing preds leapt out of the way, using their bulging stomach to break their falls. Luna perched on top of the girder, looking down at her handiwork. “But, my magical abilities are far superior to yours.”

Luna was surprised to see Pharynx get up from where he had hit the dance floor, taking a moment to collect himself and shaking off the dust from his chitinous carapace. “Eh, I’ve faced worse in training!” He said, feeling cocky as his two antlers began to glow. He dug his legs into the floor and groaned as the girder that Luna was standing on began to bend under his telekinetic might. It forced her to reposition, and Pharynx used this opportunity to leap up in the precious half-second that Luna needed to reorient herself in the air. Looking down, she could see nothing but a glowing changeling maw coming towards her, and she decided to let gravity ferry her to safety. She allowed herself to drop, only to feel a tug as Pharynx’s tongue whipped itself around her right hind leg. Luna quickly pulled her free hind leg up for a powerful buck, but rather than Pharynx trying to pull her into his mouth like she anticipated, he twisted and turned in midair, tossing her onto the lounge platform. Her left hind horseshoe was removed by the sheer force of that toss, banging the wall on the other side of the club hard enough to leave a big dent.

Luna rolled over, getting up on all fours as she did so. She looking around, spotting Pharynx hovering motionless above the dance floor.Her eyes scanned the room, looking for something else she could use to go on the offensive, when she suddenly felt something slide onto her horn.

“Hey! What did you….arghughnnn…” Luna said as her mind was wracked with shocks as she attempted to levitate off whatever was on her. She turned to face one of the club’s hanging mirrors, seeing that a magic-suppressing ring had been slipped onto her horn. “But…who…” she muttered, before turning her head and seeing that pred mare that was talking with Pharynx from earlier waving a hoof. With a flash of green flame, the mare revealed herself to have just been a disguise for a changeling.

“You cheated!” Luna shouted, pawing at the ring as it held tight at the base of her horn. It was no use; such rings usually had enchantments that made it almost impossible for their victim to remove.

“All’s fair in love and vore, Princess,” Pharynx said as he hovered in midair.

“Touché,” Luna acknowledged. “That was a good trick with your tongue. I hope you enjoyed it. It shan’t happen again.”

“But Luna, the good thing about being a shapeshifter is that my tricks are only limited by my imagination,” Pharynx said. In an instant, he opened his mouth and his tongue shot out all the way across the club with the lightning speed of a chameleon. Luna could barely shift herself before it lashed around her throat, coiling it tightly and squeezing hard. She surmised that Pharynx was trying to strangle her into submission, and she knew that she had to act quickly or else it would be over.

“Grk…good...” Luna managed to get out as her windpipe was constricted by Pharynx’s greedy tongue. “I might not…have magic…but I can still use…my horn!”

With that, Luna rolled her head, snagging Pharynx’s stretched out tongue with her horn to give herself leverage. She smirked when she saw the confidence vanish from Pharynx’s face just before she used her increased leverage to whip around and slam him against a wall. The shock of the impact sent him reeling and made his tongue release its chokehold on Luna’s neck, allowing her to slough it off and give her lungs some much needed air.

“You’re…pant…stronger that you…gasp…look…,” Pharynx said as he slurped up his own tongue, bringing a hoof up to his left antler and feeling a small nick that blow had left in them. He winced from the pain of touching it, but remained determined.

“Not much to do while trapped in the moon other than working out,” Luna said.

“Point taken.I’m still going to eat you though,” Pharynx said as his wings buzzed back to life.

Luna took to the air again, realizing that she had to be more cautious from now on. Luna depended on her spellcraft, and without it, she couldn’t help but feel a little vulnerable. She could no longer blast her way out of a hairy situation, something that gave her a sense of security while she and Pharynx had been fighting. Her heart thumped as she began to realize that there was a very good chance that Pharynx could indeed be victorious tonight. Her only other escape would be flying out of the club, but she could not bear the shame of retreating in front of her subjects. However, his action had betrayed him; Luna saw how he winced from even minor damage to his antlers. It was something that she felt like she could definitely exploit, and may be the key to her survival.

Pharynx buzzed towards her with an open maw, intent of catching Luna before she could build up enough speed with her wings. However, the moon princess remained cool and collected, hovering in the air with firm resolve and confidence. Pharynx slowed down a bit, intimidated by Luna’s resolve and thinking that she was planning something. Still, his belly had the rumblings that only a princess could satisfy. Green changeling drool dripped from his mouth as he sped towards Luna. Just when she was about to plunge head-first into his gullet, Luna’s head quickly dipped down. Pharynx tried to follow, only to be surprised when he realized Luna was doing a mid-air flip. Before he could look up and correct his course, he felt Luna’s hind leg slam down on his antler, causing him to yelp and get knocked out of the air onto the lounge floor. His carapace loudly skidded on the linoleum, and when he stood up, it was on shaky legs. Luna was putting up more of a fight than he anticipated.Bruised and battered, part of him wondered if all this was really worth it.

“If you hadn’t knocked off my horseshoes, that blow would have snapped off your antler, I imagine,” Luna said, watching Pharynx shake off his daze while other guests ooh’d and aah’d at her impressive strike. “I suggest you quit while you’re ahead.”

Pharynx simply stared at Luna, breathing heavily. He had no witty comeback, no pleasantries; Luna could see from his expression that his patience was wearing thin. She had heard that Prince Pharynx had a proud side, and she knew that if she could make him angry, he would make a mistake that would let her emerge victorious.

“What’s that? Is that silence I hear? Is the great Prince Pharynx growing weary of our little game? You started this; don’t tell me you’re going to simply give up. At least have the courtesy to stay down when you’re finished. Perhaps then you can pretend that you were knocked out and not simply a quitter. Of course, that would make you a liar, but I suppose that’s a compliment among your kind, isn’t it?” Luna taunted. She could see Pharynx growing angrier and angrier the more she spoke. The changeling prince’s brow furrowed and his teeth grew bared in frustration. His heavy breathing could even be heard above the still-playing music of the nightclub.

“You…take that back!” Pharynx yelled, flaring his elytra and buzzing forward for another pass. His mouth opened even wider this time, a gaping hole that zoomed right towards Luna. Luna smirked; Pharynx wasn’t focusing and was being lazy by doing the same move twice…a move that she would punish harshly. As soon as he was within striking distance, Luna did yet another flip, using her spin to give her hind leg the momentum it needed for the finishing blow. Yet, with a cool and calculated motion, Pharynx did a flip of his own, rotating his body as he flew so that he was upside down in midair. Luna’s kick came down on Pharynx’s tough, hard chest carapace, allowing him to absorb the blow as his wings snapped downwards intensely to give Pharynx a little kick upwards, catching Luna in an awkward position. Luna’s wings beat to push her away, but her angular momentum was too great to stop her butt from jamming right inside his maw. His tongue lashed out, winding around Luna’s flailing forelegs and wings before snapping tight to bind them to her sides.

The pair fell onto the floor with a heavy thud, with Pharynx straining hard to maintain his hold on Luna’s body. Despite being totally bound, she was definitely a fighter. He could feel her sheer strength as she struggled, and Pharynx knew that he couldn’t waste any time swallowing her lest she escape his grip. He just couldn't believe his trick worked. As a changeling, he was a natural at feigning anger and coaxing Luna into a sense of false confidence. He was just surprised she was stupid enough to fall for it.

“I...uuuughn,” Luna groaned, trying her best to slip her limbs out of the tight tongue that bound her. She looked down, seeing Pharynx beginning to shift himself to have greater leverage over her. In a panic, Luna tried to wiggle her but free of his constricting lips, but all she did was just inch herself deeper into his mouth. She could feel her tail dock push up against the pulsating flesh at the back of his throat, kissing her rear with its eager puckering that heralded its opening. She felt herself sink deeper as a powerful contraction sucked her bony rear end into Pharynx’s throat. Luna couldn’t help but roll her eyes; if only she had joined her sister for cake, perhaps her butt would have been too fat for Pharynx to swallow.

“P-Prince Pharynx! Alright, I admit it, you won, you are victorious and have brought much honor to your nation! I apologize for my previous remark! There is no need to continue any further!” She said, trying to keep her voice steady and composed. Unfortunately for her, Pharynx answered with another gulp, sucking her deeper into his esophagus and increasing his vice-like hold on her posterior. She shuddered as she watched his dark green lips slowly obscure her own cutie mark, and realized the gravity of the situation that she was in. “Now now, Prince Pharynx, let’s be logical. You can’t eat me! It would start a war between our two nations! Surely my sister will want your head!”

“Ssllll-uh wrrrn vvvr i-ounn” Pharynx groaned, finding it downright impossible to speak with a mouth and throat full of princess. He just shrugged, deciding to remain silent as he swallowed again, now bringing his lips the base of her wings. He could feel Luna’s cold obsidian horseshoes brushing against his face in her struggling, and Pharynx took a moment to telekinetically remove the rest of her regalia from her. She yelped in fear as she saw her chestpiece cover her sight as it was lifted up and over her head, neatly placed on a nearby table to get it out of the way. Pharynx tightened his tongue to restrict Luna’s forelegs completely, allowing his lips the opportunity to creep up over them. Another strong gulp sent Luna even further into Pharynx’s mouth, pinning all six of her limbs in an inescapable embrace.

Pharynx knew that it was over at this point, and Luna’s panicked squealing suggested that she knew it too. Regardless, Pharynx decided to use this moment to take a break and reassess the situation. Within the confines of his mouth, his tongue unbound Luna and relaxed back to its normal size, though the tightness of his lips meant that Luna got little reprieve in the way of being able to move.He found footing, and Pharynx was able to stand up with a big heave. Luna wasn’t as heavy as he thought she’d be, making it comparatively easy for him to crane his neck upwards as if he was displaying her like a trophy to be marveled at. In actuality, he was straightening out his throat and positioning her so that gravity would take some of the strain off his throat muscles, but the guests were utterly enthralled all the same. All eyes were on Luna, and everywhere she looked she was met with gawking and eager jeers. It was shocking to her that her own subjects could be so eager about her demise, but she was in too much of a panic to find the words to say anything.

“P-Please, Pharynx!” Luna began to beg as another gulp sent her much deeper than the ones before had. She almost felt like she was falling, before the hot, tight insides of Phraynx’s throat gripped her almost crushingly. She could feel his pillowy flesh smush against her body sickeningly, perfectly molding to every curve and contour of her form. Luna looked down, horrified to see the outline of her own body bulging out underneath the chitin of Pharynx’s neck. She could see a huge crack in his carapace where her hind leg had landed, but this didn’t seem to faze the hungry prince. She cursed herself for having fallen for Pharynx’s maneuver, and wondered if this had been his plan from the very start.

Another gulp sent Luna sinking all the way down until the bottom of her jaw graced Pharynx’s lip. She began to really panic now, and began to thrash around despite the titanic tightness of Pharynx’s throat. She could feel a ring of flesh open up and allow her rear and tail to slip through, and she knew that only a miracle could save her now.

“Pharynx! Wait!” Luna said, but she was unable to complete her sentence. She was cut short by one last gulp that sent her head and face sinking down Pharynx’s gullet. Her last view of the outside world before Pharynx’s lips shut was one of a lights dancing across the nightclub’s ceiling. Fortunately, his bioluminescent changeling flesh meant that Luna wouldn’t have to suffer darkness while her body was squeezed and compressed all the way down his throat. The pressure was almost unbearable, constricting Luna to the point of breathlessness and popping her joints and spine. In her haze, she thought that it would have been a fine massage if she didn’t have a stomach to await her at the end. Pharynx’s throat took about thirty seconds to finally ferry her all the way down, depositing her into a fleshy sack that was only marginally more spacious than Pharynx’s throat. However, it was significantly more stretchy and less constricting, which allowed Luna to finally shift around from the awkward pose that she was swallowed in.

On the outside, Pharynx closed his eyes and licked his lips, savoring the remnants of flavor from Luna’s starry mane that lingered on his lips. His foreleg grasped his stomach, loving the feeling of Luna shifting around within him. The other changeling in the club, the one who had helped Pharynx by slipping the magic-blocking hornring on Luna, retrieved several pillows from the lounge cushions, piling them up to allow Pharynx to flop himself down on them. Luna was slightly taller than he was, and her compressed body in his stomach still reached down to the floor of the nightclub. Normal ponies may be small enough for him to manage, but there was no way he could move in this state. As he got comfortable on the pile of pillows, the nightclub erupted in applause.

“Wonderfully done, Mr. Pharynx!” said a hippogriff standing nearby.

“Thanks for making me 500 bits richer!” said a stallion, patting Pharynx which prompted a wet belch.

“For the winner!” A unicorn mare said as she levitated Luna’s regalia and playfully dressed Pharynx with it, despite it not being his size.

“Aww, thanks!” Pharynx said. “Let it be known that changelings are master predators! But, it’s not over yet. She still has to digest, after all. Anycreature here is free to help, even prey. Trust me, I don’t have room for anyone else after this.”