A Very Little Ponyby GoldenfinsChaptersSo It BeginsPlaytime with PinkieHorseplayA Dashing ExperienceSo It BeginsMy name is Goldenfins. I was once your average orange Pegasus from Western Equestria. You might even call it Eq-West-Ria. Nobody did, but you might. In any case, you could hardly call me an average Pegasus nowadays, but let’s jump back to when I was, so you may get the whole picture. It was an average day in Las Pegasus that morning. It was eight o’clock and already over 100 degrees. It was gonna be another hot one. Naturally, I did what I always did on hot days like that; I flew up high, where the air was thinner and the temperature cooler. I may not be the fastest flyer, but the distance I can travel on those wings is something to be sure. I flew up, and up, and up… before promptly hitting something hard. There was an odd sound, like a THUMP or a DONK or possibly a THONK. Definitely not a DUMP though. That’s something completely different. I didn’t have much time to think about it, though, because I promptly blacked out. I didn’t actually know what happened there until much, much later, but because it’s not some big reveal that would spoil the story, I’ll tell you. It was Princess Celestia’s chariot, flying unusually high (or perhaps I’m misjudging the distance I flew, it could be either one really). The Princess heard the THONK too, and soon after realized that a pegasus had hit her chariot. Apparently, she panicked, and tried to save me in any way she could, and cast the first spell that could come out of her horn. It apparently worked, because, well, I’m still here. From what I can gather, as soon as I came to, she knocked me out of the chariot, not exactly wanting to explain herself. This didn’t go well for me, because, although I can fly decently, I’m not very good at… slowing down. Especially when fighting gravity. I landed with a profound lack of notable onomatopoeia, in an unfamiliar town. Not just unfamiliar, but also… much larger. Not so much in square footage, but rather in… scale. It appeared that I was in a Gulliver-esque scenario. As I wondered how I went from the skies above Las Pegasus to this super sized town, my thoughts were cut short by a large, perfectly manicured white hoof knocking me down. I stood back up a moment later, and looked up at the owner of the hoof, to see a stunning white unicorn with a beautiful purple mane. “Oh! What did I step in?” she looked down at her hooves with a disgusted look on her face, noticed me looking up at her, and stared right back. We did this for a while until she finally magic’d me up to her eye level. She kept on walking, still holding me at eye level for quite some time until we’d reached what I could only assume was her home. I imagine she used this time to think of lots of important things, mostly of what questions she would ask me, and how I could have theoretically ended up there then at this size. Once we were inside, she set me down on a table and she sat on a chair next to it. Eventually, she said something to me. “Hello. My name is Rarity. And you are?”. It was simple, yet she took about twenty minutes before she’d finally said it. It makes me wonder just what else she’d thought of before settling on that. Probably something along the lines of “what the heck even are you some kind of elf fairy pony?” But I digress. “Goldenfins,” I responded “also where am I. The last thing I remember is flying above Las Pegasus… and being an average pony height” Rarity giggled a bit and said “Sorry for that, darling, but your voice at your size is just adorable. It’s all high-pitched and squeaky, I just couldn’t help but laugh. Anyway, you’re in Ponyville.” She added, “I can’t believe I have my own tiny pony pet! The girls are going to get a kick out of you.” Needless to say, the comment took me by surprise. It probably shouldn’t have, considering, well, if given the option, I’m sure most ponies would want to keep a smaller member of their own species as a pet. I should be glad she didn’t go for something a little more nefarious, like slave, or worse, snack. A good rule of thumb is that if it starts with S, it’s probably bad. Except for salamanders. And sandwiches. And surfing. On second thought, that may not be a good rule of thumb at all. Just forget I mentioned anything about S words. What really worried me about the comment was the “girls” part. That implies more than one. There could be two more mares doing things to me later. There could be more. There could be, like, six total for all I knew! I can tell you right now I was thinking of one of those worse S words right about now. A few moments later, Rarity asked if I was hungry. Well, I was, for one, but at that point I knew that, at least I wouldn’t have to worry about anything like that while I was here. I, of course, accepted her offer and soon enough she had a masterfully prepared meal for her all ready. “I’m sorry I didn’t prepare anything for you specifically, I just… don’t know exactly how much you’ll eat at this size…” she apologized. “Well, I don’t actually know either so um, yeah I guess I can just… eat some of yours until I feel satisfied?” “Of course, darling, that’s alright.” She replied, nearly laughing at my voice again. I could literally feel the laughter in her voice. Suddenly, a knock at the door goes RATATATATATAAAA and a pink pony barges in blowing a horn BABABABABABAAAAA. This startles Rarity a bit, but oddly enough, not nearly as much as you’d think it would. “Oh, hello Pinkie Pie, please do come in” Rarity says half-sarcastically as she gets up to greet her guest “I’m just having lunch, please have a seat and join us. There’s somepony I’d like you to meet.” So she does. Pinkie Pie hops over to sit at the table. Without looking, she sits in a chair. Little does she know, the “somepony” she was supposed to meet was also in that chair at the time. So I’m trapped underneath a pink earth pony’s plot. And she’s approximately twelve times my size (for scale, I ended up about the size of a little pony doll). This isn’t in my top five best possible places to be right now. The pressure of this flank is asstounding. She’s still bouncing around, even while sitting, and I can hear muffled voices. But all I feel is this big pink butt all over me. I won’t lie, it was pretty kinky, even if life-threatening. I wouldn’t exactly want to do it again, but it actually was pretty hot the first time. Speaking of hot, her plot was also kinda sweaty, which caused me to stick to it once she finally stood up after what seemed like hours, but was probably somewhere closer to ten minutes. I still had one eye that wasn’t smushed up against Pinkie flesh, and through that, I could see Rarity. We saw each other at about the same time. She gasped and pointed me out to Pinkie, who immediately scraped me off with her hoof. I fell upon the ground and could see these two gargantuan ponies staring down at me. They looked like goddesses in that lighting. Author's Note Chapter One! Goldenfins is in for a... treat, in the next chapter when he's left alone with Pinkie Pie for a few minutes. Stay tuned. (If anybody catches the reference I made when Pinkie barges in, you get a prize. Note: Prize to be determined and may or may not end up being the satisfaction of having good taste in music) Playtime with PinkieRarity magic’d me up to her eye level once again, flipping me around every which way to see if there was any permanent damage. There was nothing visible, and I felt more or less perfectly okay. So she placed me on the table. “You really should pay more attention to where you sit, Pinkie. Who knows what kind of damage you could have caused this little pony! I’d like to keep him as long as I can. Now then, I’m going to invite some of our other friends over here to have some fun with little Goldenfins. You stay here with him and… just try to keep him alive, please.” Rarity said, as she prepared to go back outside. “You can count on it!” Pinkie announced, saluting to Rarity as she exited. Once Rarity was gone, she turned to me. “Wow! I’ve never seen a pony this small before! I’ve seen some preeeetty small ponies in my time, but you take the cake! Ooh, cake sounds really good right now. Do you have any cake? Haha, no, of course not. Where would you keep a cake at your size? Even if you did have one it would be like, really super tiny, waaaaaay too small for me. I could probably swallow it in one gulp! I could probably even swallow YOU in one gulp…” I could tell this pony was a bit of a chatterbox. Still, that last sentence kinda scared me. I didn’t exactly want to be eaten at the moment. In fact, I think I’d rather do anything else that didn’t also involve certain death. After all, that which does not kill me… is streets ahead of what does. Of course, if I had no choice but to die, being eaten might be a good way to go. At best, it could be an interesting and informative study of the equine digestive system. At worst, a gross trip through the intestines. In any case, it would probably be wise to get the pink one talking about something else other than eating me. “…you might even taste really good! I could slather you with frosting… and ooh, sprinkles! You would be really tasty with sprinkles, Goldenfins!” “Um, Miss Pie, I would really rather not be eaten… I mean, if that’s cool with you, I would like to avoid it at all cost…” I figured I would need to be as polite and proper as possible, rather than risk offending her, or any pony. I was definitely going to address any and all ponies I encountered as politely as possible, so as to avoid getting eaten, crushed, squashed, maimed, broken, ill, injured, or killed in any way. Tiny is a dangerous life to live, knowing that every individual around you could kill you with minimal effort. Hell, anypony could kill me without even realizing it. Like stepping on a bug. When I said that to her, Pinkie’s expression saddened for a moment. That made me feel bad for a moment, but that feeling subsided as soon as hers did. “Oh, sure! We can talk about something else. Ooh! We could play a game! I know! Let’s play Attack of the Fifty Foot Pony! You be the giant monster, and I’ll be the tiny villagers running in fear!” Pinkie suggested. I wasn’t quite sure if she was joking or if she was just that clueless. Or perhaps she made a mistake. Did she really just recommend that I be the giant monster? That seems like the most implausible role reversal in history. I figured I’d go along with it, just for the sheer “wtf”ness of it all. So I agreed. I flew into the air, until I was flying high above Pinkie’s head. “Ahhhh!” She screamed “It’s the Goldenzilla! Run for your lives!” I flew towards her and kind of did this thing where I charge forward and… I’m not entirely sure what I did, but it’s probably the best impression of a giant monster attacking tiny villagers one can do when one is in fact a tiny villager and the one that is being attacked is in fact a giant monster. It was a confusing game and I’m still not entirely sure either of us were playing right. After playing for a while, Rarity returned. By that time, the storyline had gone to the point where the army has successfully contained the monster and they’re now interrogating it. This was pretty much Pinkie lightly stepping on me with her hoof while screaming into my face strange questions. Regardless, Rarity returned, along with another pony. Because Pinkie Pie’s hoof was still pinning me to the floor, I couldn’t see what she looked like, but I could hear a new voice speaking. “So you say you have no idea how he ended up like that? How intriguing… I would love to borrow him some time, for research purposes, of course…” “Pinkie Pie! I told you not to hurt him while I was gone!” Rarity yelled. “Actually, you told me not to kill him,” she lifted her hoof off of me “And besides, he’s totally fine! We’ve just been playing a game” Now that I was free to move around, I was able to get a glimpse of the new pony. Oddly enough, she looked very familiar, like I’d seen her somewhere before. It all became clear shortly after, when she came up to me, and I was able to see it: she had both wings and a horn. This was Princess Twilight! I was in the presence of an actual goddess now. I didn’t know exactly how to act in this situation, considering the only other time I’d been near a princess was… well, earlier that day, but I was unconscious the whole time anyway. So I just kind of, took a step back when she got really close to me to get a better look. “Oh! Pardon me,” she said, pulling her head back a bit “My name is Twilight Sparkle, and I’d like to do some tests on you some time” I didn’t really know how to respond to that, but I knew I couldn’t say no. Even if I was normal sized, I couldn’t just say no to a princess. So I just kind of nodded. Twilight turned to Rarity. “Is he scared of me? Intimidated, perhaps?” “I think he just needs some time to get used to you. He’d had plenty of time to soak up both Pinkie and I before he’d said a word to either of us. Give it a little while, and I’m sure he’ll be fine with you, darling. Or maybe he just doesn’t know how to act around royalty.” “Royalty?” Twilight asked, before noticing her wings again “…Right. Still not really used to this.” Neither was I, Twilight. Neither was I. HorseplayI was a bit worried about what kind of experiments Twilight had planned for me, but at least she asked, and implied that it wouldn’t be for a while. Realizing that made me less tense and I took a step more out into the open (by this time I’d backed so far that I was actually under a table). “Isn’t he adorable, darling? Just think of all the things we could do to him! Ooh, I’m tingling just thinking about it!” I could hear Rarity talking. “He certainly is a remarkable specimen” Twilight responded. Rarity glanced over at me, and with a sly smile, magic’d me over to her, placing me on the floor in front of her. “Goldenfins, could you be a dear and clean my hooves for me?” Rarity ‘asked’ me. I didn’t exactly have much of a choice here. She and I both knew I was powerless, and whether or not I wanted to clean her hooves for her was irrelevant. She didn’t even need to assert her dominance in the slightest. It was obvious that at this size, I was, for all intents and purposes, the property of the nearest pony. And I figured, if I was going to be completely owned by one pony, it might as well be one as beautiful as Rarity is. So, of course I agreed. Again. No choice. She sprawled her legs out so that one of her hooves was right in front of me. It really was remarkable, as Twilight had said moments earlier. I was literally smaller than her hoof. Only a little bit smaller, but still, smaller. At that moment, I hoped she would never get tired of me and decide to just go ahead and stomp me into oblivion. I reached for Rarity’s hoof, only to realize I didn’t actually have anything to clean it with. Rarity noticed this, chuckled and said, “Nothing to clean with, darling? That’s fine, just use your tongue.” I wasn’t particularly looking forward to licking off who knows how long worth of walking around the dirt roads of Ponyville. I obviously had to do it anyway, so I started licking. Rarity really enjoyed it, and, you know what, I kind of liked it too. At the first lick, she moaned a little. As my licks got more intense, so did her moans of pleasure. She threw quite a bit of giggling in there, too. Apparently, it was tickly, but sensual at the same time. An odd combination, but an enjoyable one. “Oh, my, darlings, you’ve got to try this!” she said to Pinkie and Twilight as I licked on and on. Twilight watched me lick, seemingly surprised that I would do it. Pinkie laughed. She then stepped closer, sat down, and pushed her hoof up against my backside. Pinkie slowly pushed harder, until I was wedged between her and Rarity’s hooves. After a little bit of playing around with those two, Twilight decided to get in on the action. They adjusted their hooves accordingly, and now I was being suspended in the air in between three separate hooves. I couldn’t move at all, and I could hardly breathe, but at the same time, it was pretty damn hot. Suddenly, there was another pony in the room. This one was a Pegasus, like me, but yellower, and more female. She was also different from myself in several other ways I’d rather not get into at the moment. Unlike the others, she wasn’t pressing her hoof against me, and from what I could actually see of her, she had no intention of doing so. “Fluttershy! Do come and join us, won’t you, darling! It really is great fun.” Rarity said to her. “What are you doing to that little pony? It looks like you’re hurting him…” Fluttershy said, seemingly unfazed by my existence whatsoever, as if this were some kind of normal occurrence. “This? Oh, it’s all in good fun. He’s not hurt at all, see?” Rarity pulled her hoof back, allowing me to fall to the ground. I gasped for breath once I could. Fluttershy trotted over toward me and brought her head down toward me. “Are you okay?” she asked me with legitimate concern. “What? Oh, yeah, yeah, totally fine.” I replied. She accepted that answer and raised her head back up to her normal height. I still wasn’t totally used to ponies at their full height when right in front of me yet, so I was once again awestruck by the goddess before me. “See, I told you, darling, he’s fine. I’m sure he even enjoyed it!” Rarity told her. Fluttershy seemed to accept that answer, and even I must admit that, even with the near-suffocation, I did actually kind of like it. It was actually surreal to be hit on by three mares at once (even if the hitting was literal). On a side note, I can guarantee I’ve never been hit on by one mare three times. Except that one time, but the hitting was literal, and we don’t talk about that night. Finally, Fluttershy said what we all knew was on her mind. “So what exactly is he? I-I mean … why is he… so small…” Fluttershy seemed to trail off, it almost seemed like she was embarrassed to ask the question. So the other three ponies explained everything they knew, which covered just about everything I knew about the situation as well. During the explanation, Rarity began toying at me with her hoof a little bit, knocking me down, pushing me around, pinning me beneath it, etc. It was a much lighter thing than before, and much more enjoyable for me. It was fun. Fluttershy trotted on over to me, and was about to say something when a blue Pegasus burst in. I really liked her mane, actually. It was really colorful. Like a rainbow. She flew in, and landed with a thud right next to me. At the time, I was kind of laying on the ground with Rarity’s hoof resting on top of me. “Hey guys, I heard you had something totally cool and awesome to show me. So where is it? I’m kind of on a tight schedule here. I have to take a nap in like twenty minutes!” she said. Rarity looked at her, looked down at me, and pointed her free front hoof at me. The blue one looked down, saw me, and looked totally and utterly unimpressed. A Dashing Experience“This is what you wanted to show me? That’s a bit anticlimactic. I thought it was gonna be something totally super cool and amazing! But it’s just a tiny Pegasus? Pff, I bet he couldn’t even beat FLUTTERSHY in a race. Totally unimpressed.” The blue one said about me. I could see Fluttershy look down at her hooves when she said I couldn’t even beat her. “Oh, come now, Rainbow Dash, even if he’s not as powerful as a normal pony, he still has his uses. Think about what you could do with a pony completely at your mercy, forced to do whatever you say, or else death. Death as simple as taking a step, or sitting down in just the right place. That kind of power. The power of ending a life with no effort whatsoever…” Rarity explained to Rainbow Dash. “Of course, I would never kill little Goldenfins, he’s too adorable! He still has to do what I say, though.” she further added, looking at me. I felt assured that she had no immediate plans to kill me. I couldn’t say the same for any of the other ponies at the time though, except for maybe Fluttershy. She didn’t seem like she had it in her. I bet she doesn’t even kill bugs in her house. She probably has a nice discussion with them and requests they leave at a time they feel ready. “Yeah, well… I guess I can see the appeal. But I’m not really into that stuff. I just think he’s a useless waste of space. I’m out of here.” Rainbow said, turning around to fly away. As she turned, her tail brushed over me. In my attempt to get her tail hair out of my face, I got… well, tangled up in it. And Rainbow dashed off suddenly, with me stuck in her tail. So, Rainbow Dash flew around Ponyville a bit, unknowingly transporting me in her tail. It makes me wonder if she ever actually combs it. Like seriously, the whole thing is so tangled, all over. After a little bit of weather management, she rested on a cloud to take a nap. Now that she’d stopped moving, it was my chance to untangle myself and get out of there before she discovered me. At that point, I wasn’t quite sure what to make of Rainbow Dash. She called me a waste of space, so I wasn’t sure how she’d react to me being in her tail. She could kill me right there, she could give me back to Rarity, she could just throw me down without a care. Not wanting to risk the first option, I’d started to untangle myself from the mane of her butt. Not making much progress, her position shifted in her sleep. Now, I was not only tangled up in her tail, but I was pinned beneath her hoof. I could breathe, and move a little bit, but not enough to be able to untangle myself. So I had to endure the next hour or so underneath the sweaty blue hooves of Rainbow Dash. Suddenly, Rainbow began to move again. I’d hoped she was getting up, or at least moving her hoof off me. The good news is, her hoof was now off of me! The bad news is, her flank was now on me. She’d turned over, and the position her tail was in made it so that I was right underneath her plot. This was a familiar feeling, because Pinkie Pie had sat on me earlier that day. It still wasn’t exactly pleasant. No matter how kinky it was. I figured I’d better try to get her up and off of me if I wanted to live through the day, so I started poking at the only part of her I could reach – which was right above me and also her plothole. As I poked, prodded, and rubbed my hoof on it, I could hear her moaning in her sleep. I didn’t really have any other options aside from “sexually stimulate her until she wakes up” and “die from suffocation”, so I continued to do it. Until she came. She awoke with a start following that. And I was pulled out of her tail as she quickly stood up. Of course, now I was stuck in her rear. She quickly discovered me poking out of her butt, and knocked me out of there and onto the cloud she was standing on. “What the hell are you doing!? I call you a waste of space and you take that as an invitation to climb into my ass!?” she yelled. I tried to explain how I’d gotten tangled up in her tail, but she wasn’t having none of that, and decided instead to kick me off the cloud. So I was falling, and falling, and falling. I opened up my wings and attempted to slow down, and it did work, somewhat. I landed on the ground without any incident. Of course, I looked around, and realized, once again, that I have no idea where anything is in Ponyville, and was worried about just what I would do now. The answer struck me in the face like a clueless pony not watching the ground below them as they walked and accidentally hitting me with their hoof. Which is actually exactly what happened. I got struck down by a large yellow hoof, whom I immediately recognized as Fluttershy. Likewise, she recognized me as Goldenfins, and it was a somewhat cheerful reunion. She returned to Rarity’s with me in tow and everything was more or less the way it was before I’d met Rainbow Dash. I explained the events that had happened once Rainbow Dash left with me unknowingly. “Well, that’s certainly not fair at all, darling!” Rarity said to me. “Why should Rainbow be the only one you get to pleasure?” she added. Rarity then sat on me, encouraging me to do what I did to Rainbow to her. So I did. But what else those four had in store for me that night was much more kinky. Author's Note I was intending to introduce Applejack in this chapter, but I guess that'll wait til the next one.
So It BeginsMy name is Goldenfins. I was once your average orange Pegasus from Western Equestria. You might even call it Eq-West-Ria. Nobody did, but you might. In any case, you could hardly call me an average Pegasus nowadays, but let’s jump back to when I was, so you may get the whole picture. It was an average day in Las Pegasus that morning. It was eight o’clock and already over 100 degrees. It was gonna be another hot one. Naturally, I did what I always did on hot days like that; I flew up high, where the air was thinner and the temperature cooler. I may not be the fastest flyer, but the distance I can travel on those wings is something to be sure. I flew up, and up, and up… before promptly hitting something hard. There was an odd sound, like a THUMP or a DONK or possibly a THONK. Definitely not a DUMP though. That’s something completely different. I didn’t have much time to think about it, though, because I promptly blacked out. I didn’t actually know what happened there until much, much later, but because it’s not some big reveal that would spoil the story, I’ll tell you. It was Princess Celestia’s chariot, flying unusually high (or perhaps I’m misjudging the distance I flew, it could be either one really). The Princess heard the THONK too, and soon after realized that a pegasus had hit her chariot. Apparently, she panicked, and tried to save me in any way she could, and cast the first spell that could come out of her horn. It apparently worked, because, well, I’m still here. From what I can gather, as soon as I came to, she knocked me out of the chariot, not exactly wanting to explain herself. This didn’t go well for me, because, although I can fly decently, I’m not very good at… slowing down. Especially when fighting gravity. I landed with a profound lack of notable onomatopoeia, in an unfamiliar town. Not just unfamiliar, but also… much larger. Not so much in square footage, but rather in… scale. It appeared that I was in a Gulliver-esque scenario. As I wondered how I went from the skies above Las Pegasus to this super sized town, my thoughts were cut short by a large, perfectly manicured white hoof knocking me down. I stood back up a moment later, and looked up at the owner of the hoof, to see a stunning white unicorn with a beautiful purple mane. “Oh! What did I step in?” she looked down at her hooves with a disgusted look on her face, noticed me looking up at her, and stared right back. We did this for a while until she finally magic’d me up to her eye level. She kept on walking, still holding me at eye level for quite some time until we’d reached what I could only assume was her home. I imagine she used this time to think of lots of important things, mostly of what questions she would ask me, and how I could have theoretically ended up there then at this size. Once we were inside, she set me down on a table and she sat on a chair next to it. Eventually, she said something to me. “Hello. My name is Rarity. And you are?”. It was simple, yet she took about twenty minutes before she’d finally said it. It makes me wonder just what else she’d thought of before settling on that. Probably something along the lines of “what the heck even are you some kind of elf fairy pony?” But I digress. “Goldenfins,” I responded “also where am I. The last thing I remember is flying above Las Pegasus… and being an average pony height” Rarity giggled a bit and said “Sorry for that, darling, but your voice at your size is just adorable. It’s all high-pitched and squeaky, I just couldn’t help but laugh. Anyway, you’re in Ponyville.” She added, “I can’t believe I have my own tiny pony pet! The girls are going to get a kick out of you.” Needless to say, the comment took me by surprise. It probably shouldn’t have, considering, well, if given the option, I’m sure most ponies would want to keep a smaller member of their own species as a pet. I should be glad she didn’t go for something a little more nefarious, like slave, or worse, snack. A good rule of thumb is that if it starts with S, it’s probably bad. Except for salamanders. And sandwiches. And surfing. On second thought, that may not be a good rule of thumb at all. Just forget I mentioned anything about S words. What really worried me about the comment was the “girls” part. That implies more than one. There could be two more mares doing things to me later. There could be more. There could be, like, six total for all I knew! I can tell you right now I was thinking of one of those worse S words right about now. A few moments later, Rarity asked if I was hungry. Well, I was, for one, but at that point I knew that, at least I wouldn’t have to worry about anything like that while I was here. I, of course, accepted her offer and soon enough she had a masterfully prepared meal for her all ready. “I’m sorry I didn’t prepare anything for you specifically, I just… don’t know exactly how much you’ll eat at this size…” she apologized. “Well, I don’t actually know either so um, yeah I guess I can just… eat some of yours until I feel satisfied?” “Of course, darling, that’s alright.” She replied, nearly laughing at my voice again. I could literally feel the laughter in her voice. Suddenly, a knock at the door goes RATATATATATAAAA and a pink pony barges in blowing a horn BABABABABABAAAAA. This startles Rarity a bit, but oddly enough, not nearly as much as you’d think it would. “Oh, hello Pinkie Pie, please do come in” Rarity says half-sarcastically as she gets up to greet her guest “I’m just having lunch, please have a seat and join us. There’s somepony I’d like you to meet.” So she does. Pinkie Pie hops over to sit at the table. Without looking, she sits in a chair. Little does she know, the “somepony” she was supposed to meet was also in that chair at the time. So I’m trapped underneath a pink earth pony’s plot. And she’s approximately twelve times my size (for scale, I ended up about the size of a little pony doll). This isn’t in my top five best possible places to be right now. The pressure of this flank is asstounding. She’s still bouncing around, even while sitting, and I can hear muffled voices. But all I feel is this big pink butt all over me. I won’t lie, it was pretty kinky, even if life-threatening. I wouldn’t exactly want to do it again, but it actually was pretty hot the first time. Speaking of hot, her plot was also kinda sweaty, which caused me to stick to it once she finally stood up after what seemed like hours, but was probably somewhere closer to ten minutes. I still had one eye that wasn’t smushed up against Pinkie flesh, and through that, I could see Rarity. We saw each other at about the same time. She gasped and pointed me out to Pinkie, who immediately scraped me off with her hoof. I fell upon the ground and could see these two gargantuan ponies staring down at me. They looked like goddesses in that lighting. Author's Note Chapter One! Goldenfins is in for a... treat, in the next chapter when he's left alone with Pinkie Pie for a few minutes. Stay tuned. (If anybody catches the reference I made when Pinkie barges in, you get a prize. Note: Prize to be determined and may or may not end up being the satisfaction of having good taste in music)
Playtime with PinkieRarity magic’d me up to her eye level once again, flipping me around every which way to see if there was any permanent damage. There was nothing visible, and I felt more or less perfectly okay. So she placed me on the table. “You really should pay more attention to where you sit, Pinkie. Who knows what kind of damage you could have caused this little pony! I’d like to keep him as long as I can. Now then, I’m going to invite some of our other friends over here to have some fun with little Goldenfins. You stay here with him and… just try to keep him alive, please.” Rarity said, as she prepared to go back outside. “You can count on it!” Pinkie announced, saluting to Rarity as she exited. Once Rarity was gone, she turned to me. “Wow! I’ve never seen a pony this small before! I’ve seen some preeeetty small ponies in my time, but you take the cake! Ooh, cake sounds really good right now. Do you have any cake? Haha, no, of course not. Where would you keep a cake at your size? Even if you did have one it would be like, really super tiny, waaaaaay too small for me. I could probably swallow it in one gulp! I could probably even swallow YOU in one gulp…” I could tell this pony was a bit of a chatterbox. Still, that last sentence kinda scared me. I didn’t exactly want to be eaten at the moment. In fact, I think I’d rather do anything else that didn’t also involve certain death. After all, that which does not kill me… is streets ahead of what does. Of course, if I had no choice but to die, being eaten might be a good way to go. At best, it could be an interesting and informative study of the equine digestive system. At worst, a gross trip through the intestines. In any case, it would probably be wise to get the pink one talking about something else other than eating me. “…you might even taste really good! I could slather you with frosting… and ooh, sprinkles! You would be really tasty with sprinkles, Goldenfins!” “Um, Miss Pie, I would really rather not be eaten… I mean, if that’s cool with you, I would like to avoid it at all cost…” I figured I would need to be as polite and proper as possible, rather than risk offending her, or any pony. I was definitely going to address any and all ponies I encountered as politely as possible, so as to avoid getting eaten, crushed, squashed, maimed, broken, ill, injured, or killed in any way. Tiny is a dangerous life to live, knowing that every individual around you could kill you with minimal effort. Hell, anypony could kill me without even realizing it. Like stepping on a bug. When I said that to her, Pinkie’s expression saddened for a moment. That made me feel bad for a moment, but that feeling subsided as soon as hers did. “Oh, sure! We can talk about something else. Ooh! We could play a game! I know! Let’s play Attack of the Fifty Foot Pony! You be the giant monster, and I’ll be the tiny villagers running in fear!” Pinkie suggested. I wasn’t quite sure if she was joking or if she was just that clueless. Or perhaps she made a mistake. Did she really just recommend that I be the giant monster? That seems like the most implausible role reversal in history. I figured I’d go along with it, just for the sheer “wtf”ness of it all. So I agreed. I flew into the air, until I was flying high above Pinkie’s head. “Ahhhh!” She screamed “It’s the Goldenzilla! Run for your lives!” I flew towards her and kind of did this thing where I charge forward and… I’m not entirely sure what I did, but it’s probably the best impression of a giant monster attacking tiny villagers one can do when one is in fact a tiny villager and the one that is being attacked is in fact a giant monster. It was a confusing game and I’m still not entirely sure either of us were playing right. After playing for a while, Rarity returned. By that time, the storyline had gone to the point where the army has successfully contained the monster and they’re now interrogating it. This was pretty much Pinkie lightly stepping on me with her hoof while screaming into my face strange questions. Regardless, Rarity returned, along with another pony. Because Pinkie Pie’s hoof was still pinning me to the floor, I couldn’t see what she looked like, but I could hear a new voice speaking. “So you say you have no idea how he ended up like that? How intriguing… I would love to borrow him some time, for research purposes, of course…” “Pinkie Pie! I told you not to hurt him while I was gone!” Rarity yelled. “Actually, you told me not to kill him,” she lifted her hoof off of me “And besides, he’s totally fine! We’ve just been playing a game” Now that I was free to move around, I was able to get a glimpse of the new pony. Oddly enough, she looked very familiar, like I’d seen her somewhere before. It all became clear shortly after, when she came up to me, and I was able to see it: she had both wings and a horn. This was Princess Twilight! I was in the presence of an actual goddess now. I didn’t know exactly how to act in this situation, considering the only other time I’d been near a princess was… well, earlier that day, but I was unconscious the whole time anyway. So I just kind of, took a step back when she got really close to me to get a better look. “Oh! Pardon me,” she said, pulling her head back a bit “My name is Twilight Sparkle, and I’d like to do some tests on you some time” I didn’t really know how to respond to that, but I knew I couldn’t say no. Even if I was normal sized, I couldn’t just say no to a princess. So I just kind of nodded. Twilight turned to Rarity. “Is he scared of me? Intimidated, perhaps?” “I think he just needs some time to get used to you. He’d had plenty of time to soak up both Pinkie and I before he’d said a word to either of us. Give it a little while, and I’m sure he’ll be fine with you, darling. Or maybe he just doesn’t know how to act around royalty.” “Royalty?” Twilight asked, before noticing her wings again “…Right. Still not really used to this.” Neither was I, Twilight. Neither was I.
HorseplayI was a bit worried about what kind of experiments Twilight had planned for me, but at least she asked, and implied that it wouldn’t be for a while. Realizing that made me less tense and I took a step more out into the open (by this time I’d backed so far that I was actually under a table). “Isn’t he adorable, darling? Just think of all the things we could do to him! Ooh, I’m tingling just thinking about it!” I could hear Rarity talking. “He certainly is a remarkable specimen” Twilight responded. Rarity glanced over at me, and with a sly smile, magic’d me over to her, placing me on the floor in front of her. “Goldenfins, could you be a dear and clean my hooves for me?” Rarity ‘asked’ me. I didn’t exactly have much of a choice here. She and I both knew I was powerless, and whether or not I wanted to clean her hooves for her was irrelevant. She didn’t even need to assert her dominance in the slightest. It was obvious that at this size, I was, for all intents and purposes, the property of the nearest pony. And I figured, if I was going to be completely owned by one pony, it might as well be one as beautiful as Rarity is. So, of course I agreed. Again. No choice. She sprawled her legs out so that one of her hooves was right in front of me. It really was remarkable, as Twilight had said moments earlier. I was literally smaller than her hoof. Only a little bit smaller, but still, smaller. At that moment, I hoped she would never get tired of me and decide to just go ahead and stomp me into oblivion. I reached for Rarity’s hoof, only to realize I didn’t actually have anything to clean it with. Rarity noticed this, chuckled and said, “Nothing to clean with, darling? That’s fine, just use your tongue.” I wasn’t particularly looking forward to licking off who knows how long worth of walking around the dirt roads of Ponyville. I obviously had to do it anyway, so I started licking. Rarity really enjoyed it, and, you know what, I kind of liked it too. At the first lick, she moaned a little. As my licks got more intense, so did her moans of pleasure. She threw quite a bit of giggling in there, too. Apparently, it was tickly, but sensual at the same time. An odd combination, but an enjoyable one. “Oh, my, darlings, you’ve got to try this!” she said to Pinkie and Twilight as I licked on and on. Twilight watched me lick, seemingly surprised that I would do it. Pinkie laughed. She then stepped closer, sat down, and pushed her hoof up against my backside. Pinkie slowly pushed harder, until I was wedged between her and Rarity’s hooves. After a little bit of playing around with those two, Twilight decided to get in on the action. They adjusted their hooves accordingly, and now I was being suspended in the air in between three separate hooves. I couldn’t move at all, and I could hardly breathe, but at the same time, it was pretty damn hot. Suddenly, there was another pony in the room. This one was a Pegasus, like me, but yellower, and more female. She was also different from myself in several other ways I’d rather not get into at the moment. Unlike the others, she wasn’t pressing her hoof against me, and from what I could actually see of her, she had no intention of doing so. “Fluttershy! Do come and join us, won’t you, darling! It really is great fun.” Rarity said to her. “What are you doing to that little pony? It looks like you’re hurting him…” Fluttershy said, seemingly unfazed by my existence whatsoever, as if this were some kind of normal occurrence. “This? Oh, it’s all in good fun. He’s not hurt at all, see?” Rarity pulled her hoof back, allowing me to fall to the ground. I gasped for breath once I could. Fluttershy trotted over toward me and brought her head down toward me. “Are you okay?” she asked me with legitimate concern. “What? Oh, yeah, yeah, totally fine.” I replied. She accepted that answer and raised her head back up to her normal height. I still wasn’t totally used to ponies at their full height when right in front of me yet, so I was once again awestruck by the goddess before me. “See, I told you, darling, he’s fine. I’m sure he even enjoyed it!” Rarity told her. Fluttershy seemed to accept that answer, and even I must admit that, even with the near-suffocation, I did actually kind of like it. It was actually surreal to be hit on by three mares at once (even if the hitting was literal). On a side note, I can guarantee I’ve never been hit on by one mare three times. Except that one time, but the hitting was literal, and we don’t talk about that night. Finally, Fluttershy said what we all knew was on her mind. “So what exactly is he? I-I mean … why is he… so small…” Fluttershy seemed to trail off, it almost seemed like she was embarrassed to ask the question. So the other three ponies explained everything they knew, which covered just about everything I knew about the situation as well. During the explanation, Rarity began toying at me with her hoof a little bit, knocking me down, pushing me around, pinning me beneath it, etc. It was a much lighter thing than before, and much more enjoyable for me. It was fun. Fluttershy trotted on over to me, and was about to say something when a blue Pegasus burst in. I really liked her mane, actually. It was really colorful. Like a rainbow. She flew in, and landed with a thud right next to me. At the time, I was kind of laying on the ground with Rarity’s hoof resting on top of me. “Hey guys, I heard you had something totally cool and awesome to show me. So where is it? I’m kind of on a tight schedule here. I have to take a nap in like twenty minutes!” she said. Rarity looked at her, looked down at me, and pointed her free front hoof at me. The blue one looked down, saw me, and looked totally and utterly unimpressed.
A Dashing Experience“This is what you wanted to show me? That’s a bit anticlimactic. I thought it was gonna be something totally super cool and amazing! But it’s just a tiny Pegasus? Pff, I bet he couldn’t even beat FLUTTERSHY in a race. Totally unimpressed.” The blue one said about me. I could see Fluttershy look down at her hooves when she said I couldn’t even beat her. “Oh, come now, Rainbow Dash, even if he’s not as powerful as a normal pony, he still has his uses. Think about what you could do with a pony completely at your mercy, forced to do whatever you say, or else death. Death as simple as taking a step, or sitting down in just the right place. That kind of power. The power of ending a life with no effort whatsoever…” Rarity explained to Rainbow Dash. “Of course, I would never kill little Goldenfins, he’s too adorable! He still has to do what I say, though.” she further added, looking at me. I felt assured that she had no immediate plans to kill me. I couldn’t say the same for any of the other ponies at the time though, except for maybe Fluttershy. She didn’t seem like she had it in her. I bet she doesn’t even kill bugs in her house. She probably has a nice discussion with them and requests they leave at a time they feel ready. “Yeah, well… I guess I can see the appeal. But I’m not really into that stuff. I just think he’s a useless waste of space. I’m out of here.” Rainbow said, turning around to fly away. As she turned, her tail brushed over me. In my attempt to get her tail hair out of my face, I got… well, tangled up in it. And Rainbow dashed off suddenly, with me stuck in her tail. So, Rainbow Dash flew around Ponyville a bit, unknowingly transporting me in her tail. It makes me wonder if she ever actually combs it. Like seriously, the whole thing is so tangled, all over. After a little bit of weather management, she rested on a cloud to take a nap. Now that she’d stopped moving, it was my chance to untangle myself and get out of there before she discovered me. At that point, I wasn’t quite sure what to make of Rainbow Dash. She called me a waste of space, so I wasn’t sure how she’d react to me being in her tail. She could kill me right there, she could give me back to Rarity, she could just throw me down without a care. Not wanting to risk the first option, I’d started to untangle myself from the mane of her butt. Not making much progress, her position shifted in her sleep. Now, I was not only tangled up in her tail, but I was pinned beneath her hoof. I could breathe, and move a little bit, but not enough to be able to untangle myself. So I had to endure the next hour or so underneath the sweaty blue hooves of Rainbow Dash. Suddenly, Rainbow began to move again. I’d hoped she was getting up, or at least moving her hoof off me. The good news is, her hoof was now off of me! The bad news is, her flank was now on me. She’d turned over, and the position her tail was in made it so that I was right underneath her plot. This was a familiar feeling, because Pinkie Pie had sat on me earlier that day. It still wasn’t exactly pleasant. No matter how kinky it was. I figured I’d better try to get her up and off of me if I wanted to live through the day, so I started poking at the only part of her I could reach – which was right above me and also her plothole. As I poked, prodded, and rubbed my hoof on it, I could hear her moaning in her sleep. I didn’t really have any other options aside from “sexually stimulate her until she wakes up” and “die from suffocation”, so I continued to do it. Until she came. She awoke with a start following that. And I was pulled out of her tail as she quickly stood up. Of course, now I was stuck in her rear. She quickly discovered me poking out of her butt, and knocked me out of there and onto the cloud she was standing on. “What the hell are you doing!? I call you a waste of space and you take that as an invitation to climb into my ass!?” she yelled. I tried to explain how I’d gotten tangled up in her tail, but she wasn’t having none of that, and decided instead to kick me off the cloud. So I was falling, and falling, and falling. I opened up my wings and attempted to slow down, and it did work, somewhat. I landed on the ground without any incident. Of course, I looked around, and realized, once again, that I have no idea where anything is in Ponyville, and was worried about just what I would do now. The answer struck me in the face like a clueless pony not watching the ground below them as they walked and accidentally hitting me with their hoof. Which is actually exactly what happened. I got struck down by a large yellow hoof, whom I immediately recognized as Fluttershy. Likewise, she recognized me as Goldenfins, and it was a somewhat cheerful reunion. She returned to Rarity’s with me in tow and everything was more or less the way it was before I’d met Rainbow Dash. I explained the events that had happened once Rainbow Dash left with me unknowingly. “Well, that’s certainly not fair at all, darling!” Rarity said to me. “Why should Rainbow be the only one you get to pleasure?” she added. Rarity then sat on me, encouraging me to do what I did to Rainbow to her. So I did. But what else those four had in store for me that night was much more kinky. Author's Note I was intending to introduce Applejack in this chapter, but I guess that'll wait til the next one.
