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It'd been about a month since Skittish had started working at the club. Although the constant sex with strangers, egg swallowing and throwing up proved to be a bit difficult to get used to at first, they got a huge paycheck for it and the fame they received gave them a sense of accomplishment and pride, as if they were a porn star of sorts.

It seemed to be going all well, until the previous owner decided to sell the club to a multinational company, giving the place a new management team.

"Hello, my name is Duty Crew! I'm gonna be your new manager, nice to meet you~" Skittish was greeted by a brown Sphinx before one of their shifts. She sounded kind of teasy in her tone, and laid back in appearance. If she hadn't introduced herself, Skittish probably could have mistaken her for a new stripper.

"Nice to meet you too! I'm Skittish, been working here for over a month, heh" The pony introduced herself shyly, rubbing their muzzle against her manager's to greet her.

"Oh yes, I've heard of you. You're that... puke slut, aren't ya?" A slight sense of disgust was visible on Duty as she learned who she was talking to, subconsciously reaching for her muzzle to rub it off. There was definitely a sensible demeaning in her tone, which Skittish picked up on.

"Heh I... Guess you can say that yes... I do suck and swallows for Changelings, that kind of seems to be my main gig nowadays, but I really do anything!" They tried to excuse themselves.

"Well we definitely are getting some additional traffic because of that... But do we really want to be famous for being a puke club? It's one niche for sure but don't you think it would scare away our... Normal customers?" She asked, looking judgingly over the stripper.

"If it's not the direction you want to take the place, I'm happy to fulfill any other role!" Skittish replied, fearing slightly that they might be fired if the manager doesn't find a better role for them.

"Well, let me think..." Duty sat down and opened up her laptop and started looking at different data and statistics.

"Hmm, apparently your little vomit gig brings in about one third of our customers. We really can't afford to get rid of you right now" She said, much to the pony's relief. Although the remarks weren't too flattering, they kept an enthusiastic tone.

"Great, I'm happy to bring so much profit to the place!" They smiled, sucking up on the Sphinx.

Duty, still not being all that satisfied with the brand this little pony kept giving to her place, started thinking of how she could at least capitalize even more on Skittish's abilities. After a while, she looked at the stripper with a smile.

"Well you know, I'm really pleased with everything you do for us here... But I still feel like you're not fully living up to your potential you know~" She started, keeping a long break to tease the nervous pony.

"I think we could greatly benefit from you using both of your holes while doing your little service!" She proposed, laughing at the pony's confused expression.

"What do you mean? Am I gonna get..." They asked, but was instantly interrupted by her manager.

"Yes, you're gonna get fucked WHILE you are being filled with eggs from the front! How does that sound honey?" Duty grinned, looking at her employee gulp in nervousness.

"Well I guess I can do that... But you know how it's already difficult to suck without having to throw it back up instantly, I don't know if I could hold it in while someone else is fucking me from behind!" Skittish explained.

"Oh don't worry about that, I do happen to have a magic collar that prevents its user from puking while they're wearing it. Just be careful not to get TOO filled up as that could result in... You know, anything from exploding to blowing up." The manager replied, seeing the uncertain look on her employee's face.

"Oh don't worry! If you can't do the job, I'll definitely be able to find someone else to replace you and do the job! Maybe I could still employ you as a janitor..." She offered teasingly, knowing that Skittish would not give up her position and pay so easily.

"N-no! I can definitely do it! I just need some practice and I'll be the best!" They said quickly, not wanting to leave the impression of being unfit for the job.

"Good slut~ You're starting tonight! You have about one hour until your shift starts, better get ready, love~" She winked before getting up to leave the room.

"W-wait, today? I..." Skittish started, but reminding herself not to mess up her opportunity, she lowered her voice and settled back down.

"I'll be there, boss you won't be disappointed in me!" She assured Duty, forcing one more smile on her face.

"I do suggest you don't disappoint me. Like I said, I've got maaany little sluts like you just standing in line, eager to take your place~ Good puking tonight, my little angel, no pressure~" She cooed as she walked out the door and closed it behind her.

"What an irritating bitch..." Skittish mouthed, hoping the security cameras didn't pick it up. Well, what else was there to do? They started preparing for her first night as a sucker swallower puker AND anal whore.

Their outfit was already out and prepared for them: A tight pink latex leotard with a zipper on the butt, which felt really awkward and tight on them. It was the pony's first time wearing such a big piece of latex clothing, and it felt a bit smothering as the oily rubber clung to their body, acting like a second skin on every inch it covered.

This was followed by a slutty pair of high heels, something they had gotten used to by then- even if they still were a bit difficult to walk in- and a pink collar that they'd never seen before.

"This must be that magic collar, huh..." They thought and put it around their neck. It fit pretty tightly, but they were used to their neck being squeezed from all the overly enthusiastic clients they had the pleasure to serve.

The pony wondered if the collar really did stop them from throwing up, and decided to push a pen down their throat to try. They instantly gagged, but no matter how deep the pen was pushed, no vomit came up.

"I guess it works then..." They said in slight disbelief, putting the pen back on the table after a quick clean, hoping no one would notice. If anything, this little collar will only help them pleasure their clients even better, as they won't have to come up from a blowjob in fear of covering their cocks in a layer of stinky mushed egg mixture.

After doing the finishing touches to their hair and making sure all the clothes and accessories fit perfectly, they took a deep breath and walked through the door to meet their first client of the day, a changeling.

"Hey there cutie~" The customer greeted the pony, who obediently knelt in front of him.

"Good evening, sir! A blowjob, right?" They asked, slowly starting to massage around the changeling's crotch.

"A blowjob with swallowing!" He grinned, swinging his enormous cock in front of the hooker's face. "And you better get to work soon, too! I didn't pay to have you rubbing around my dick..." He added.

Skittish never really liked being talked down to like that, but the feelings of humiliation and being dominated did turn them on a bit. They nodded and put the tip of the cock into their mouth and started gently bobbing their head, licking around the foreskin.

The changeling grunted impatiently and grabbed onto the pony's hair and pulled their head onto his cock. Skittish gagged but took the abuse as best as they could, trying not to gag so much that they wouldn't be able to suck or lick the penis properly.

"That's better, you aren't such a bad girl after all~" The client teased, his balls rubbing on Skittish's chin every time he thrusted in. It wasn't an easy job, the dick kept making a visible bump on the back of the pony's head each time it went in, precum steadily leaking down their throat.

It didn't take long, at maximum two minutes until the changeling started emptying his balls' contents into the stripper's mouth. The large eggs popped effortlessly out of the enormous penis hole, slipping one by one down Skittish's throat, bringing their foul, bitter taste along with them.

Even though the pony had already gotten used to the awful taste and smell, they still struggled with large loads. It was indeed difficult to swallow more than five of these in a row, and this one seemed to be another one of those hard to take loads. The changeling kept on grunting as he released the last two eggs, which took Skittish all their willpower to finally force down their throat.

When the dominant finally released their head, the pony instantly sprung up, gasping for air. The smell of eggs on their breath filled the room, green saliva leaking from the side of their mouth. The eggs were now inside her stomach, and as usual, they did not want to stay there.

"Excuse me now, sir..." They muttered, trying to hold themselves back from vomiting all over the customer's lap, and hurdled to the bathroom as quickly as they could. They knelt down in front of the toilet, leaned over the edge and braced themselves to let it all out, opening their mouth but... Oh right, the collar! That damned collar... It wasn't going to let them puke!

The pain was horrible, their stomach twirling on the inside as if they had swallowed a rock, but they knew that they couldn't get any relief from it until their manager allowed them to throw up. They clumsily got up and made their way out of the bathroom, where the other client was already waiting.

"Good evening sir..." They said weakly, with a pale expression. "I will be back in just a second!" They ran out of the room to look for Duty, who happened to be standing just outside the room.

"Oh thank God! Uhm, madam please may I puke? I've just finished serving a client and I swear I can't continue until I..." She stuttered, but was instantly cut short by their manager.

"No, no and no! You can't keep our customer waiting like that! Do you really think your comfort is more important than the customer's pleasure? Is that the business model the previous manager taught you?" She said angrily, pushing Skittish back into the room.

"Y-you're right... I'll finish this job as well... May I vomit after this one?" She asked in a scared tone.

"Yes, I'll take it off after that... But you'll have to wait for me!" She ordered, then closed the door on the hooker and their client.

"Time for round two I guess..." Skittish thought with a rumbling belly, kneeling in front of her new client, as usual.

"A suck and swallow." The changeling said, waiting with an erect cock. He was much taller and had a more muscular body, his voice deeper and more commanding.

The pony just nodded her head and put the cock into their mouth, starting to suck right away. This customer didn't forcibly grab them, but instead let them to the gradual work of first licking all around the tip and foreskin, then going deeper and deeper until the pony's lips touched the shaft.

Skittish probably wouldn't have gagged if it wasn't for the immense belly pain that they were going through, feeling as though an alien would burst out of their stomach at any given moment. They tried to hold themselves together and obediently bobbed their head up and down, which was soon rewarded by another load.

The eggs rolled out of the dick quickly after one another, not even giving enough time for the pony to swallow the previous, giving them a mouth full of stinky, bitter eggs. They gained all their strength to keep up with the pace, but their stomach was already full and bloating, barely able to keep any more. The first one went in with just a bit of forcing, but the second and third ones got stuck in their throat.

Skittish panicked as this had never happened before, but they was so full that the eggs couldn't even travel down their throat. They knew that in an usual setting they probably would have puked their brains out, but that was just not a possibility in this situation. They tried to signal it to the changeling, but it was impossible, more and more eggs got into their mouth, until finally, as if something had snapped, the eggs all got pushed down into their belly.

"Oh! The eggs inside must have cracked... Oh god..." Just the thought of cracked changeling eggs was enough to make the pony gag. The smell they emitted was just so horrid, an uncracked egg could only give a small portion of it. And now the bitter, putrid juice along with the soft shell residue was being mixed around in their stomach, giving them the worst food poisoning they had ever had.

Finally having finished swallowing all the eggs, skittish walked outside, barely able to keep their balance. They looked for the manager and fell to the ground at her feet, the pain being too bad to hold themselves on their own legs any more.

"Please... Please Duty, let me puke! I can't handle this any more, if I can't barf this shit up I'm gonna die!" The pony cried out loud, tears of pain streaming down their face. The sphinx only shook her head disapprovingly.

"Well well, I guess you aren't as strong as I thought you were! No problem though, you'll have plenty of time to train... By the end of this week, you'll be able to keep more than twenty eggs in that little belly of yours!" She grinned, then helped the hooker off the ground.

"Come on now, I'll let you puke just like I promised you... But remember what we said earlier?" Duty helped Skittish into the room where another client was waiting. Much to their relief, it wasn't another changeling, but a butter brown stallion, wearing piercings on his lips and ears, emitting a strong smell of cigarette smoke.

"This is Skittish and they are going to be your puke slut today! Greet the client, Skittish!" The manager set the barely conscious pony in front of the customer.

"Good evening, sir..." They muttered, trying to compose themselves to get in a kneeling position. They couldn't let the customer AND the manager down at once!

"Skittish is not feeling very well, I think they have a very bad tummy ache, right Skittish?" She cooed, rubbing the pony's head and smiling, which only made them even more sick to the stomach.

"Yes sir... I'm not feeling my brightest today..." They replied obediently, hanging their head low. They did want to give the best impression they could, but having a stomach full of putrid eggs just begging to be puked out was not the easiest thing to hide in the world.

"That's perfect... Don't worry madam, I'll cure this little slut of whatever sickness they have." The stallion replied, helping Skittish into his lap to slowly rub his penis against their soft butt.

"I'm so glad to know that my employee is in good hands! I'll leave you two alone now, have fun!" Duty replied in a sweet tone, then walked out the door to leave the two by themselves.

"I'll make you puke the living shit out of yourself..." The pony grunted between his teeth, gently squeezing on the stripper's bloated stomach.

"P-please do... I don't know how long I can hold this in... You need to remove the collar to let me puke" Skittish muttered, trying not to be interrupted by their own gagging.

They didn't need to tell him twice, as the stallion instantly took off the collar, only to be greeted by a huge barf right on the face. Skittish effortlessly pushed out about half a liter of crushed eggs, stomach acid and whatever food was still in their stomach, coating their partner in a layer of smelly vomit.

"Oh- oh my god, I'm so sorry sir! I really couldn't hold it in!" They tried to excuse themselves, but were instantly grabbed and pulled up by the client. He pushed his dick into the pony's asshole and started fucking them right away.

"Oh, do I seem like the kind of person who's bothered by being puked on by a hot stripper~?" He replied grinning, licking the puke residue from around his lips. "Come on now, be a good slut and puke for me again!" He ordered.

He didn't have to ask twice as the second load came right after, even gooier than the previous, a putrid mixture of soft eggshells and rotten yolk. Skittish cried out in pain, but also in relief as their belly had decreased in size dramatically.

"What's up my pregnant little baby girl? Is the baby kicking~?" The stallion said in a sarcastic tone, rubbing the pony's inflated belly. He could physically feel the rumbling inside as the egg residue swirled and bubbled inside, wanting to come up like the rest.

"Pregnant? I'm... not pregnant!" Skittish protested, blushing deeply and green stinky vomit seeping from the sides of their egg filled mouth.

"Yes you are... After all you're filled with eggs, aren't ya~?" The client kept teasing as they gave a small kiss on the pony's lips. The sour and bitter taste of vomit tasted heavenly on his mouth, a trail of green saliva still connecting their mouths after they both pulled away from the kiss.

"Ugh... So be it..." Skittish muttered, being absolutely humiliated, but admittedly turned on by the stallion's perverted comments. At least no more eggs this time! Hopefully...

The pony suddenly felt another load coming, and feeling embarrassed of what might come up, they quickly closed their mouth. The third load of puke came thundering up, filling up and puffing up the hooker's cheeks, before making them burst and barf all of it out on their client's lap again. The gooey vomit was also accompanied by a soft, green mist that they coughed up from their lungs, which also became infested with rotten eggs in the process.

"Oh my god, would you look at that? Someone had gotten a lungful of their own puke! How embarrassing, huh?" He smiled, breathing in the intoxicatingly stinky gas that was seeping from the choking pony's mouth.

"Aren't you a gross little pregnant slu-" He tried to tease again, but was interrupted by a piece of soft eggshell that was propelled into his mouth by another cough from Skittish. He chewed on it and swallowed, laughing at the pony's embarrassment.

"Oh God! Sir I'm so sorry, oh my!" They tried to apologize, being extremely embarrassed by the situation they brought their client in, even though they knew that he was into it. It was just deeply rooted in them to apologize to someone after having puked on them, which the stallion couldn't blame them. First day on the job, he guessed.

"Gosh how can you handle eating so much of this awful tasting stuff~ Your belly is a really tough warrior!" He smiled, trying to make light of the situation and pushing against Skittish's stomach, which resulted in the fourth wave of puke.

It was coming out much harder than the previous ones, as they were running out of water. The substance of the puke was much less runny and more like jello, taking immense amounts of muscle to force out of their aching belly.

"Starting to struggle now~?" The stallion smiled, looking at the hooker's attempts to clear out their stomach. "Or was that all?"

"N-no... I've still got a bit inside but I can't..."- They let out an enormous burp, smelling like they had swallowed a rotting brain- "I can't get the rest out..."

Skittish panted, their stomach still hurting like hell. Their latex leotard was now covered in pieces of shell, egg yolk and disgusting green jello. The putrid rotten stinks were mixed with the strong smell of rubber from their brand new suit, which created a stink that would have made anyone's stomach turn.

"Well, we ought to help that little bit come out, don't you think?" The stallion smiled and pushed on the belly again. Skittish tried their best to throw up but nothing came, feeling utterly defeated with a belly pulsating with pain. They had no idea what was still inside, but they tried and pushed nevertheless.

They opened their mouth, eyes bulging out their skull, gagging with all their strength, flexing every little muscle in their body as their face turned red. As if something had gotten stuck in their throat, they were unable to breathe, or get it up or down.

Suddenly the stallion punched them hard in the stomach, which resulted in Skittish finally hurling up an egg, which somehow still stayed intact while all the others got crushed. The soft, green egg rolled down into the client's lap, leaving a green trail in its path.

That's when the stallion finally broke and let his enormous load into Skittish's asshole. The warm horse cum filled up their gut, giving them a tingling feeling as it brushed against their prostate. They both moaned in pleasure, Skittish falling down into their client's lap in exhaustion. Their stomach, albeit empty was still hurting, but at least nothing wanted to come out anymore. The stallion smiled and helped his hooker back up, pulling out his now flaccid cock from the pony's asshole.

"You've been a really good girl, I must say~" He teased, to which Skittish blushed and looked embarrassed at their vomit coated body. They felt gross, but at least appreciated, unlike with the changelings...

"It's been a pleasure to serve you..." Skittish forced a smile on their face, then dizzily made their way out the door, where their manager was already waiting.

"Well well! Looks like you did your job pretty... Well! Gosh, you're such a disgusting slut, I can't believe it!" She said, more grossed out by the pony's stench, than impressed.

"Thank you, madam. I hope I did a satisfactory job!" The pony replied. "May I take a bath now? I would really love to clean myself off..." They begged.

"Clean off? The next client is already waiting for their puke slut session! Come on now, don't keep him waiting~" Duty replied with an evil grin on her face, pointing towards the door.

"Well, I guess this is what I signed up for..." The exhausted pony thought as they cleaned some of the puke off themselves to greet the new customer. They suddenly stopped at the door and looked at their manager with wide, begging eyes.

"Uhm Duty can I... Can I drink some water please? I'm really exhausted and dried out" They said, barely having the courage to ask such a thing even though it was pretty justified, given that they had just emptied their stomach of all signs of liquid.

"You can have some precum, that will surely refresh you~" The sphinx looked back at them with the usual shit eating grin on her face. "Now go and get it... Our new customer is waiting!"

Skittish swallowed all the curses that they wanted to throw their manager's way, took a deep breath and walked through the door. The next changeling was waiting for them with a waving cock, full of eggs that are just waiting to be emptied into a pony slut's mouth.