"Nothing," Twilight said quickly, a sheepish smile on her face "I just had waaaaay too much to eat is all....". Lyra snickered, "I can see that Twilight, jeez, your gut's bigger than that time when you first came here and the Apple family overfed you". At that Twilight began to consider her unintended, and unwilling, meal. Rarity was being squeezed closely enough in her tight digestive sac that she couldn't focus her magic or even move. Her belly had taken in an entire pony and yet she didn't feel particularly over stuffed like she had that time with the Apples, daresay she might even have room for seconds. " Sooooo... Twilight," Lyra's voice suddenly broke into her thoughts, "Yeah Lyra?" Twilight said. "I'm here for a dress I asked Rarity to make for a date, I see it's right there," Lyra explained, then pointed her hoof at a beautiful, soft blue, simple dress that was one of the ones Rarity had made with Twilight earlier, it of course perfect for the green unicorn, "but, do you know where she is so I can pay her, thank her, and leave?". Twilight mentally sniggered at the question, but then grew nervous again at what would happen if Lyra got suspicious, her stomach suddenly churned and gurgled, its occupant having passed out earlier, though from shock at the unsavory conditions of her confines rather than lack of air. As her stomach began to rub digestive acids into her fashionista friend, Twilight considered her options, on one hoof, she could eat Lyra too, eliminating any possibility of her suspicion but also raising possible questions on her sudden girth. On the other hoof, she could lie to her, and possibly concoct a story to explain her friend's..."disappearance". A hoof to her chin, and an adorably thoughtful expression on her face, Twilight smiled and...