Drowning. Suffocating. Inhaling water instead of air. Choking. Dying. An unfortunate mother and son are taken deep within a lake, fighting to keep alive... only to find their demise.

Twilight is his boss. But she wasn't always that. Not when, long ago, they shared a room, calling each other 'best friend.' Can Spike become more than an assistant? And exactly what? Shrunk, he is forced into the giant mare's care for a week.

Heat. Great for those in either lust or love with another. But for a filly experiencing it for the first time, she finds herself looking not up—but down at her older sister. The one with those previous qualities. New bonding time approaches.

Five girls discover their fantasies merged together within a single dream.

Some fetishes aren't realized. Or the reality is nothing to the fantasy. But Luna has the chance of her desire of swallowing another to be as she dreamed. Will offering her body to the inch-tall Lucky Star be enough of a good deal? Will she accept?

The heat is killing her. The kind coming from both inside and out. Toys have no charm and fingers have lost their magic. But a peculiar dream of pleasure and enjoyment beneath the surface of water pulls Luna into diving in after it.

Personal gifts are the essence of friendship. To know not only the truest desires of a friend—but to care enough to supply them. Only Spike was once a greedy dragon and barred from getting any. Maybe some gifts have to be very personal. [Micro]

Retirement becomes boring once the relaxation fades. Boredom strikes. Celestia is content; Luna is not. But it's Twilight, sending them on a mission, one like they underwent, countless years ago, to pave dangerous lands into something safe. Together.

Love isn't for him. The young dragon, surrounded by mares, know that none will become his one. Yet it's often when we stop chasing something that it comes to us. Twilight and Starlight pine for the same heart, devising a game for it to win it.

Lovers retreat is plural for a reason. Princess Cadance, annoyed her lover has yet to appear, fumbles with a spell to change things. Only, now she's the tallest building around—and she keeps getting bigger the more she gets off. No dirty thoughts!

There's no point to this.

Spike always knew Twilight was a subtle knockout babe but, when you live together, you notice the little things less and less. That's until Spike becomes little himself after a spell gone wrong... but a bathtub session gone right.

Spike goes to the bar at night, every night, to drink by himself. Rainbow Dash sits in the stool next to him. In each passing moment, the gap between them becomes smaller and smaller. Until there is nothing separating them.

There's many reasons to love Sunset Shimmer, though for Twilight Sparkle, she's never dared to write them down. Crossing the portal once more, Twi finds herself shrunk, forced to rely on the sunny giant for help. Will the two struggle to get closer?

Rainbow Dash can't get it out of her mind—that bulky nerd so neat and so clean. Both of them, together, as giants rolling over the city. What a dream that would be, two sexy beings playing with a city like it was a sex toy. Wait... that's possible?