The twenty foot tall beast that had been a pony mere minutes before looked down at Applejack and seemed about to speak when his massive boulder sized belly gave a roar that sounded more like a wild animal than anything an internal organ could create.
Applejack was trembling as she looked at her brothers gleaming eyes. Terrible as it was she was certain he might just devour her then and there with no regard for who she was. Some part of her insisted she run or try to fight back when he came after her, crazy as that sounded in her own head, but her limbs simply refused to move as she stared at the mass that had been her brother.
Fortunately, whatever mind was in that newly reshaped skull of Big Mac's, either resisted the idea of an easy pony sized snack or recognized her enough to not try anything.
...That however did not apply to the rest of the kitchen.
Impossible as it seemed Big Mac grabbed a whole cabinet off the wall and began shoving it, contents and all, into his mouth. The wood splintered, the dishes inside crunched and smashed, but the massive creature hardly seemed to care as bite after bite was forced down his bulging throat. More of the kitchen soon followed, the refrigerator was emptied first then devoured whole, the stove bent like taffy under the dragons powerful jaws. And all of it piled into his gut swelling it larger and larger from the sheer mass it contained.
Eventually Big mac cleared enough room to turn himself over and then tor through the doorway, ripping a gaping hole in the wall as the massive dragon rolled out onto the back lawn. He paused only to get to his clawed feet and then stomped towards the nearest apple tree, uprooted it, and munched it down from the tips of the branches to the root-ball underneath.
Perhaps it was seeing one of her apple trees destroyed that finally galvanized Applejack enough to move. Though all she could do was shakily wobble to the hole in the wall and watch as the behemoth that was her brother waddle to the next tree and the next. And the next...
Applejack licked her dry lips as she fought to bring up the first words that came to mind...
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