Proky's Mini-Story Collection

Chapters

Stompy Visit
Hubway Adventure
The Amazing Colossal Cutie
A Little Dash of Competition
Crunchy Soarin

Stompy Visit

It was another hot summer day in Ponyville, and Sleepy Book was coming from his house to marketplace for some ice cream. He was halfway there when…
“Ouch!” he exclaimed as he felt a sharp tiny bite in the neck – obviously from a mosquito. Sleepy promptly crushed it with his hoof. “Stupid bugs.” Sleepy put his hoof around to touch the bite, then quickly took it away when he was met with a sharp pain. I’ll patch it up later, Sleepy thought, just continuing on.

After a while, he started to feel very dizzy and sick, struggling to walk in a straight line and with his head up. His innards shifted and he had an urge to puke, so he ran into back alley, next to a house. But no sooner had he ran in there than he lost consciousness…

…
When Sleepy woke up, he felt like somebody had just given him a good whack around the head. When he got up to trot out of the alley, he noticed that something was very odd. He was on a pile of gigantic boulders, some of which were five times his size. Still dizzy, he couldn’t comprehend where he was. He looked to his left, only to notice a wall that was so high, it made his dizziness even worse. Where the heck am I? he thought, and proceeded to go towards the gigantic structure to understand what exactly was going on.
After just a few minutes, he heard loud booming, like something was approaching him. The sound was getting more and more powerful, until Sleepy gasped as he saw what was making those sounds. It was an ant, the size of a full grown dragon, and it was coming right towards Sleepy! Frightened for his life, he tried to run away from it, but that ant was much too agile and fast for him.
Sleepy then had an idea so crazy it may just work: he could hitch a ride on it. Without a second to lose, he climbed onto one of those huge boulders, and lay in wait for the ant to pass him.
When the ant was right next to Sleepy, he jumped, and tried to catch its leg. It was a long shot, but his only hope. And… mission success! Clinging on for dear life, he climbed the leg, until he was on top of ant’s back. It’s probably going towards the wall, he thought. Still, it was better than being crushed. Atop the ant’s back, he started to piece things together.
He had been shrunk… perhaps by that mosquito bite… and now he was a size even smaller than an ant. The word ‘microscopic’ would do it justice. Those boulders were just tiny pebbles, and that wall that seemed as if it towered above even Canterlot Castle, was nothing more than the wall of somepony’s house. Maybe he could somehow get the attention of whoever lived there, and they could help him?
Sleepy turned his head back forwards to find that the ant had reached the wall and luckily, there was a hole in it, just the right size for the ant to pass through.
For Sleepy, however, that hole was the size of a huge cave entrance. He was so tiny, that even an ant could end his life with just one step…
When they passed through the hole, there was a light at the end of it which , for a few seconds, blinded Sleepy who had not expected it.
When he regained his vision, he slowly opened his eyes and was nothing short of overwhelmed by the size of everything. Simple things, like the couch, table, or carpet were so big to Sleepy that it seemed as if the whole of Ponyville could live inside of it with a lot of spare room. He didn’t even want to think about how big Ponyville would be to him right now…
Sleepy noticed that on the living room floor, there was a lot of filth. From spilled coffee marks and dirt, to crushed bodies of many species of insects, mainly ants. The latter caused Sleepy a sudden pain in his chest, as he realized that it was quite plausible he could end up like them. He had to climb someplace high, enough for somepony to hear him. But how would they possibly hear, or even see, a creature as minute as he?
For now, the ant was coming toward the kitchen, but Sleepy had a bad feeling about it. When the ant was coming close to a carpet, Sleepy jumped off, and fell for about ten feet before landing hard on his butt on the floor that lasted for infinity, then let the ant go on its way… which probably involved getting crushed. Just thinking about that made him feel sick, much more than he would have been if he wasn’t shrunk.

Sleepy looked up at where he was now; at the edge of a gargantuan jungle-like forest, full of very high, branchless red trees… except those were just single carpet strands in a carpet under the living room couch. He had to get past the forest to climb on top of the couch, and when somepony came to sit there, he’d jump into their ear to scream for help.
All of sudden, Sleepy heard the doors open, then close and then there were booming hoofsteps coming towards the kitchen. He even felt the floor vibrating beneath him. He couldn’t see who it was, since he was already inside the carpet forest, but judging by the sound of the humming the pony did, he could identify it as a mare. He doubled his pace towards the couch, but the further he went into the carpet, the more filth he found there. The sight of insects, crushed by the hooves of whoever lived here, struck fear into his heart.
There were red and white strands of hair. He tried to remember… did anypony he knew have a mane like that?
His thinking was hindered by the smell of the rotting corpses, emanating in this summer heat. Wanting to get away from here, he continued forward…
…
Midnight Eclipse was on her way home, back from the train station after spending the entire boiling day in Canterlot. “Why do I have to work on the hottest day of the year?” Midnight complained to herself. She just wanted to stay at home, nicely cooled off and with refreshing drinks and snacks in her hooves.
She opened the door to her house, which currently served as a shelter from the heat, a massive relief. She closed the doors and went straight towards the fridge for some ice cream – the ideal comfort food, hot or not.

She faintly felt as her hoof stepped on something. Most likely an insect, as always. She didn’t care and just kept walking, the remaining pieces of an ant stuck to the underside of her hoof. She opened the fridge and pulled out a big bucket of strawberry ice cream. She used her magic to take a spoon and dig it into the bucket, then walked to her living room, stepping onto the soft carpet, and slowly sitting her rump on the couch. She spent the next few minutes mindlessly eating the ice cream, and soon enough, fell asleep. The bucket fell next to her, but landed on the base so it would not fall over.
…
Sleepy Book was making good progress, almost at the couch, when he heard loud hoofsteps right behind him. But before he could turn to see who it was, everything went a few shades darker as a large shadow loomed over him, and pieces of dirt and drops of sweat started falling down on him. He was so disgusted and startled by the rain of dirt and sweat, that he did not notice until the last second that a gigantic yellow hoof headed straight for him.

The poor terrified stallion was too shocked to start running away, and so he just watched as the hoof, the underside of which was covered in a cringe-worthy mixture of insects and dirt and sweat, was about to hit him. But clearly, the gods had smiled at him, because her hoof didn’t hit him; only missing him by a couple of centimeters, by his perspective. Imagine how immeasurable the real distance was…
But the shockwave it made was extraordinarily powerful and threw him literally right under the couch.

When he regained his bearings, he heard as the mare was snoring slightly. He looked up to see a gigantic pony, whose size could rival the biggest cities of Equestria. He took note of her mane and tail… wasn’t she that weird pony named Midnight Eclipse?
She did look kind of cute, he admitted that, and even more cute and beautiful at this size. He’d think of her as some kind of benevolent goddess if she hadn’t been crushing insects without a care…
To Sleepy’s advantage, Midnight’s tail was not on the couch – rather dangling over it. He jumped up and tried to grab onto a strand. It was a hard task, what with them being so sweaty and slippery. They didn’t smell too good either, but what choice did he have?

After what felt like hours to the teeny-tiny climber, he was nearing towards the end of the tail. The negative side of that, however, was that he was right near her rump, which he’d be able to appreciate the view of if it didn’t reek so bad. But still, was this it?
But to his dismay, Midnight turned herself in her sleep, throwing Sleepy out of her tail like a ragdoll, and into the air.

Everything whooshed past him like a blur, and Sleepy was too terrified to open his eyes.
He opened them, when he landed into the fur forest of Midnight’s belly. The strands were less greasy than those in her tail, but they still smelled pretty bad. He was really close to her head, close to safety, as opposed to being near the abyss that was her bellybutton. He walked through the forest of her belly without any major issues, just occasionally falling down when Midnight exhaled and inhaled.
He finally reached her neck, and now, all he had to was get to her ear, which meant once again entering the hot, smelly environment that was Midnight’s mane. He had to do it, or otherwise who knows what might happen to him…
He felt like curling up into a ball and sobbing just from thinking of it.
He grabbed a strand of her mane, even greasier than those in her tail, and with every ounce of strength and effort in his (itsy-bitsy) body started climbing. He stepped onto her scalp to find it looked like a desert, but with huge, branchless, and badly-smelling trees. There were huge puddles of sweat, not to mention pieces of dead skin and dust mixed together. It was revolting to look at, but he was near his goal – her ear.
He was literally just meters away from her ear, when a shadow loomed over him, and what he saw momentarily made his mind go into standby mode from the fear and realization. He must have made her scratch her scalp. He was the itch she was looking for.

Bad Ending: (Fetishes Spoiler: Gore, death, socks and death)

The hoof was crushing the trees ahead of him, rather like an apocalypse. Such a shame Midnight couldn’t have had any idea what she was really doing.
When the hoof reached Sleepy, he wasn’t crushed, as per the fate he had originally resigned himself to, but due to how incredibly sweaty it was, he managed to become glued to the hoof. He was raised to insane heights, hundreds of meters above her mane, only to fall once again next to her second front hoof, right under Midnight’s cute face.
Severely regretting going through with his plan, Sleepy Book was unable to move, thanks to the heat that made the dirt and miscellaneous other filth act like a glue. He just waited there, stuck to the bottom of her hoof, for something to happen. He could focus on nothing but the putrid stench coming from her very hot hooves. It made him dizzy and unable to fully focus on escaping.
Just then, Midnight raised her hoof, and Sleepy along with it, and yawned. It was the most powerful (not to mention smelling of strawberries) force Sleepy had ever been exposed to in his life, and he was willing to bet money even being yawned on by a dragon was more forgiving than this.
Having had the nap she needed, Midnight yawned before slowly opening her eyes. The first thing she noticed was that her ice cream was on the carpet, but safe inside the bucket, albeit melted.
Sleepy Book couldn’t see much from the bottom of Midnight’s hoof, he had only heard her using her magic to move something over to her. The hoof then moved, and Sleepy Book saw the inside of a sock, which ranked first as the worst smell he had suffered in his life. A pile of fish caught that had been left for a while, or sitting next to the pony who kept farting on the train… those seemed like minor inconveniences compared to what the sock had to offer. He then reached the bottom of the sock, filled with days’ worth pieces of dirt mixed with sweat, making it the worst place in the world to be at this size. Surely he could have ended up on a nice comfortable mattress, or in an ice cream sundae, but no. It had to be a complete stranger’s stinky sock.
All of sudden, he felt a rushed movement, and then a huge pressure, as his body was pressed into the dirty, but soft bottom of Midnight’s hoof. His body was weakening, his mouth filled with dirt and sweat. His last moments were spent pondering over all the ways he could die… drowning in her sweat, or just being crushed like a bug...
Midnight reached the end of the carpet and her hoof stepped on the cold marble floor. Sleepy’s bones were reduced to dust, as was his intestines and other stuff. Once he was a pony, now he was nothing more than a microscopic stain under Midnight Eclipse’s hoof. Not one person had even noticed, and if he would get her attention anyway, she would have just dismissed him as a bug and crush him in some weird and twisted way.
Midnight went into her room and opened the window before going to lie on her bed, spreading her arms to hug it tightly. Even after her little nap, she was still tired. She took her socks off and looked at where she felt the warm puddle and looked at it. Just another stupid worthless ant. There was an ant indeed crushed by her hoof, but what she didn’t see another tiny creature crushed by her hoof, because it was just too tiny to see it with a normal eye.
She felt an itch inside her mane, and used her hoof to scratch it. But unfortunately, she manages to scrape off the crushed body of a microscopic creature from her hoof into those long, greasy strands, mixing it with sweat and other filth. The body just laid there, massaged into the scalp of the enormous pony, who hadn’t even notice the microscopic life she ended. The body was decomposing inside her scalp due to the heat and sweat. But it didn’t last long, because Midnight was about to have a shower.
As she had her shower, the remains were washed out of her hair and went down the drain, completely forgotten and never to be found again, because that’s what happens to tiny insignificant creatures.
Nopony mourned for Sleepy Book.

Good Ending: (Just a cute ending)

Sleepy had to act fast if he didn’t want to end up as a red, sticky paste. He rolled out of the way before the hoof would’ve had stepped on him, but of course, it followed. He fought for dear life, running and rolling this way and that way, until he fell off the side of Midnight’s head, praying he had done so at the right location.
He landed on another furry part of Midnight’s body: her ear. He ran further into it, away from the edge of the cliff, and hoped what he did next would work.
“HELP ME!!!”
Midnight felt a sudden noise and vibration in her ear. She brought the tip of her hoof towards it, intending to clean it out.
Sleepy saw the tip of a hoof entering the ear. He ran further back, and was nearing the other edge. He could see more of the inside of Midnight’s head, and quite frankly, it was gross.
For the nth time that day, he wanted to throw up, but resisted the compulsion to do so as he jumped forward and landed on the earwax Midnight had gathered, then allowed himself to be pulled out.
He removed himself and looked up at Midnight’s face looming over him. Hopefully this would work…
He ran around in a circle on the flat of her hoof, as wide as he dared, at risk of falling off.
Midnight brought her other hoof closer to wipe away the earwax and felt something on it. Instead of mercilessly sweeping it away, she leaned in closer to see what it was. It was taking a lot of effort on her eyes’ part, but she was starting to make it out.
Sleepy gazed up somewhat apprehensively at the monolithic face, wondering what she might do to him.
Midnight’s eyes went as wide as dinner plates and she gasped as she recognized the thing in her hoof as a pony. One severely diminished in size and stature.
Being careful not to drop the creature, she grabbed a microscope and put it under the lens.
Sleepy found himself in some kind of black area. He looked up to see an eye glaring down at him… had he been killed? Was this the waiting room for the afterlife, where an almighty power was judging him carefully?
Sure enough, what Midnight saw was a stallion, looking rather shaken. “Wh… what’s happened?” she said as soft as she could. Not waiting for an answer, she held her hoof back out next to him.
Sleepy could not even begin to describe how relieved and grateful he was that Midnight had recognized him as a pony with thoughts and feelings, not as a mindless bug. He looked to his side at the hoof. After some hesitation and debating, he stepped onto it.
Then he felt magical energy wash over him before he started to float in the air, for Midnight was levitating him. Next thing he knew, he was being dangled in front of her giant, cute face.
“We’ll get you help,” said Midnight reassuringly, and headed towards the door.
Sleepy didn’t feel worried about Midnight carrying him with magic, because he was convinced she had good intentions. They’d find Twilight Sparkle, she could use magic to turn him back to his proper size, and they could all go about their lives.
He relaxed and enjoyed the ride.

Author's Note

Birtday gift for labba94 :-)

Hubway Adventure

By Proky

Hello, my name is Hay Mane, I'm a young unicorn and proud owner of my little shop called Hubway. I sell fresh sandwiches and burgers. It's not the most popular food shop in Ponyville, but I still get enough ponies here to make enough money back

Today is a very special day to me. My marefriend, Yellow Breeze is coming to see me in my job, we are going to have a nice lunch. I always loved her with all my heart, and I just knew it was my destiny to marry her.

So I came up with this brilliant idea. When Yellow Breeze arrives, I'll make her a sandwich with the wedding ring inside of it. Perfect plan, well, unless she bits it down, then I would be screwed. But enough thinkng, time to do the job. I made sandwich Yellow Breeze likes, lettuce, salad and ketchup and inside of it, I've put the ring. I placed it inside the fridge. She is supposed to come in about three hours from now. Now, I sat behind a desk and did the things that owner had to do, a lot of paper work. I told my only employee, Wheaty Head, to be at the counter and make food if someones comes in.

*---Meanwhile---*

"Why do we have to go so early?" Sweetie Belle said. The Cutie Mark Crusaders were going to Hubway, where they have the best sandwiches and hayburgers, they thought.

"C'mon Sweetie Belle, we need to get a lot of energy as early as possible, so we can spend whole day lookin' for our cutie marks. And also it’s better to go earlier, because the sun ain’t shinin‘ so much." Applebloom cheerfully said.

"Yeah, and what if this is the day? The day we finally get our cutie marks? I'm so excited!" Scootallo said as she buzzed her wings with excitement.

When they arrived at Hubway, the smell of fresh salad and bread hit them like train. Their opinions that this was THE place for sandwiches and hayburgers were very well justified. The Crusaders sat close to the counter. Then, just slightly older pony than the Crusaders came and asked,

"Welcome to Hubway, would you like to order?“

"Yeah, we do, so, what do you want, girls?“ Applebloom asked.

Scootaloo replied, "I would like the cheese hayburger, and a cup of soda. I need to cool down in this summer.“

Applebloom then answered, "Ah wanna cup of soda too. Oh, and a Manehattan Special. And what about you, Sweetie Belle?“

Sweetie Belle said, "I would like the Smart Sandwich, please, and a soda too, please.“

Wheaty Head then counted, "Okay then. One Smart, one Manehattan and one cheese with three sodas. That will be twelve bits.“ The Crusaders then pulled from their backpacks few bits each. "Thank you very much, your order will be done shortly.“ And with that Wheaty Mane went to fridge to pickup the food and pour soda into the cups.

*---------------*

"Finally, taxes paid. Now to check on Wheaty.“ Hay Mane thought to himself . He sighed, stretched his hooves and opened the doors leading to the the counter. When he opened them, he saw Wheaty Head giving food and drinks to three teenage fillies. "The Crusaders.“ Hay Mane thought. He then went to check cash register for money.

When he checked, he to the fridge to pick himself a nice bottle of cold soda. When he opened it, he was shocked to find that the sandwich, which had the ring in it, gone. "Oh no! Wheaty Head must’ve gave them the sandwich!“ Panicing, he saw as all Crusaders biting into their meals. He couldn’t tell which sandwich it was "I can’t just go and rip the sandwiches apart, that would be rude and it would scare the customers, I need to do it more clever. Hmmm, ah yes, that’s it.“

Hay Mane thought of a plan. He once was in Golder Oaks Library to bussiness management course hosted by now Alicorn princcess, Twilight Sparkle. She spoke about many things, but the important thing now is the spells she taught the unicorns. One was teleportation spell to move more quickly over vast distances. And the second was the shrink spell. It was usefull when you needed to inspect the cleanliness of the room from up close, not to miss any speck of dirt. But now, it was needed for a whole other purpose.

Hay Mane told Wheaty Head that he can take a break, that he will take the counter. When Wheaty Head left, Hay Mane went back, so that The Crusaders won’t see him shrink.

*---------------*

The Crusaders were having a great time eating the fresh meal. "Oh, oh, and what about the pinball playing cutiemark?“ Sweetie suggested.

"That’s a good idea, I’ll write down.“ Scotaloo replied.

The sandwiches they ordered were pretty big for them, so they ate with pauses, waiting for the eaten meal to digest in their stomach first. Few minutes has passed and Crusaders were still thinking of new ways to earn their cutie marks. Applebloom and Sweetie Belle were thinking, while Scootaloo was writing it down. When she was writing down the idea for the map-making cutie mark, she felt an itch inside her tail. She tried to scratch it off, but it just couldn’t go away. So, she simply whipped her tail a lot, making the itch go away. Insignificant sound was heard.

"Did you hear something?“ Scootaloo said.

"Nah, it must’ve been the climatization you heard.“ Applebloom replied.

"Oh, I know, what about the surf cutie mark?“ Sweetie Belle happily said.

"Great idea!“ Scootaloo wrote it down. After she did so, she looked at her hayburger. She picked it up and took another bite, chewing it down to formless goo and gulping it down. "Damn, it tastes so good. Hubway sure does know, how to make a great food.“ Scotaloo said.

*---------------*

Hay Mane lit his horn like a christmas three, focusing of the shrink spell. He felt as the energy surged through his whole body. He was getting smaller and smaller, the room becoming nation onto itself. When the shrinking was done, he was so small the could be barely spotted by a naked eye. The floor that he was on was covered in house-sized pieces of filth.. "I really need to clean this place.“ Hay Mane said. There was dirt everywhere, even some bugs, that have gone flat under unaware dirty pony hooves.

Hay Mane then heard laughter coming from the Crusaders, ending his thinking about his dust-sized world. He focused, thinking on the place where he wants to teleport, the table. He dissappeared in a flash, he was gone.

When he teleported, he wasn’t on the table. He didn’t knew where he was, until Hay Mane heard familiar voice of one of the Crusaders,

"Oh, oh, and what about the pinball playing cutiemark?!“ Even though the voice was far away, it was still very powerfull, like a thunder to Hay Mane. He looked up, and saw the underside of the table.

"Next, I should think of more than just a table.“ He remarked.

The closest pony to him was Scootaloo, and luckly, her tail was long enough to touch the floor. So he started running towards it, while hearing the thunderous voices coming from the heaven,

"That’s a good idea, I’ll write down!“

After few minutes, Hay Mane managed to reach Scotaloo’s enormous tail. Her tails strands were huge enough for him to climb on them. A single strand was thick as he was long from tip of his nose towards the end of his tail. He started climbing. "This place smells weird.“ He said with disgust. It was a hot day in summer, so it was natural for ponies to sweat a lot, but inside pony tails, it was like a tropical jungle.

When Hay Mane was climbing for about thirty seconds, he go hit by something powerful. He held onto his dear life. The purple ropes were bending and moving, slightly crushing Hay Mane in the process. Luckly, their crushing force managed to safe him from death of falling. He thought he was safe, until impossible force propeled him away from the tail, into the skies above, screaming. He was too afraid to open his eyes, but last thing he saw, was face of Scotaloo, saying aloud,

"Did you hear something!?“

He landed with a thud. His head was spinning and he had no idea where he was or how the could survive this. He open his eyes, looking arond, his head still in pretty bad shape. He could tell that there were these hills all around him.

"Great idea!“ Sounds from the skies behind Hay Mane. He turns around to see the imposibbly gigantic face of Scotaloo, looking down and writining something down. Hay Mane watched, as she dropped the pencil down, and looking onto Hay Mane, He panicked alound. But then, each of Scotaloo’s forehooves moved on different side. He then realized, where he was. He was on the sesame covered bun of the hayburger.

"Oh no, the ring isn’t in the hayburger, I need to get away from he-.“ But before he could finish his sentence, he was send with rocket speed towards her gaping mouth.

He was just barely holding, looking into the infinite darkness of her damp maw. He could see her pearly white teeth, stained with tiny pieces of food stuck between them, each able to crush small part of Ponyville without notice. And then, he entered the maw. First thing he felt, was the heat and humidity. Then, the smell of her breath, not the best smell. String of saliva were hanging from the roof far above Hay Mane, as the gooey substance fell towards her teeth, making them glisten in the light coming from the world outside. The her teeth slowly bit down, tearing the hayburger apart and making Hay Mane fall into the unknown. The world went into the darkness .

He couldn’t see. He could only hear, as the got stuck in some smelly goo and was unable to move. Then the thunderous chewing came. He was luckly spared those village sized teeth, but the food wasn’t. He could hear as the once solid food was reduced with the teeth and saliva the formless gooey substance, that will end up in Scotaloo‘s stomach, reduced to energy.

Scotaloo likes to chew with her mouth open, so the light within the world of her maw was constantly shifting. Hay Mane after few chewes realized where he was. He was between two of her molars, lost inside the goo stuck between them. Once solid food was now prison for Hay Mane, as he was unable to move, he could only watch as the impossibly tongue moves towards him, scraping him and the goo out of her teeth and onto the center of her tongue. He was now swimming inside the pool of saliva mixed with goo. Then it came. He was sent into the back of her mouth, traveling with all the saliva and gooey food into her throat, towards her stomach.

Hay Mane splashed down, swimming in the goo, into Scotaloo’s stomach. The sounds of Her bodily function were heards quite loudly. Heartbeat, breating, even talking. He immediatly lit his horn up to see something resembling a lava pool. The gooey stomach acid reducing food into nothing but energy, while making putrid smell. He almost threw up from it. Luckly, he saw a large enough piece of solid food, not yet properly digested. He swam to it and then he climbed it. He thought what to do escape. He then realized he can teleport. "Sweet Celestia, why didn’t I thought of this earlier?“ He said furiously. He lit his horn up, thought of sandwich on Crusaders table, and then he dissappeared.

He materialized in a cold liquid, he was trying to breath properly, but the cold didn’t help it much. After he managed to breath normally, he tasted the liquid. It tasted like soda. "Oh come on, Why do I have to get myself into these situations?!“ Hay Mane screamed, but it went unheard, instead, he felt as something powerful lifted up the soda, but he coudn’t see who it was.

"Wow, Applebloom, you shouldn’t eat so quickly, or else you will get stomachache.“ Said Sweetie Belle from above.

"Don’t worry, Mah granny always said that a good sip of drink will help settle my tummy down.“ When Applebloom finished the sentence, the face of Applebloom was all Hay Mane could see. Her mouth was more stained with the food that Scootaloo’s, and the breath was worse too. He tried to swim against the current, as Applebloom tilted the cup towards her mouth.

The current was too fast for him to do anything, and the horn was too cold for him to teleport away. Only thing he could do, was to watch as he entered Applebloom’s maw, looking up at the room of her mouth, covered is string of gooey saliva. Then, the current stopped and mouth has closed, he was swimming in the darkness, he could only hear her breathe.

Applebloom then swished the drink inside her mouth, mixing all the food and other grime stuck between her teeth into the water, while moving Hay Mane all around her maw. He was unable to compehend what was happening, he just kept moving and moving, he once rammed into her tooth horn first, making it hurt really bad. Then, it all stopped again, but Hay Mane didn’t have much time to calm down, because Applebloom gulped all the drink down, along with Hay Mane.

He arrived into Applebloom’s stomach same as he did with Scootaloo. He was swimming inside pool of colorless stomach acid mixed with food and mainly water, so the acids weren’t so deadly to him. There were significantly more pieces of food that in Scootaloo’s stomach. He climbed onto of the pieces. Applebloom ate one of the sandwiches, so Hay Mane tried to look for it, but he couldn’t find anything. He put two and two together and realized, that the Sweetie Belle’s sandwich must be it. He tried to teleport away, but his aching horn couldn’t do anything. He was stuck inside Applebloom’s stomach, left to digest, unless he do something about it.

He was thinking on a piece of sandwich, slowly melting away inside her stomach, when the voice from above said with booming force, "See, now Ah won’t have a stomachache!“ Said Applebloom, while rubbing her belly.

"Hmm, wait, stomachache, that’s it! But how do I cause it?“
Hay Mane sometimes has digestive problems, so he uses laxatives to relieve himself, and in some very strange convenience, almost like deus-ex machina, he had some in his undigested pockets. A whole pack of laxative pills. "Wow, I didn’t expect that this would survive two digestive rides.“
He threw all the pills into the acids, which immediately reacts. He braces himself for the shaking, it’s time to life. "Hopefully, this horn will work soon enough.“ Hay Mane said, hoping this plan will work.

*---------------*

"Applebloom, you okay?“ Scotaloo asked with wories.

"Ah think Sweetie Belle was right, Ah shouldn’t have eat so fast. Ah need to go to bathroom“ And with that, Applebloom ran into the bathroom like she was being chased by a timberwolf. She opened a cabin and just sat there, waiting for the food to come out.

(I am very sorry, but I don’t do watersports or scat.)

When Applebloom relieved herself, she felt much better, she cleaned herself and left the cabin. She then joined her friend back at the table. "So, Applebloom, feeling better?“ Sweetie Belle asked.

"Yeah, Ah feel like Ah could eat this whole Hubway, and I would still be hungry.“ Applebloom said with smile on her face.

"Sweetie Belle, the sandwich won’t stay fresh for long, you should finish it already. We need to hunt new cutie marks.“ Scootaloo wanted to go already into the hot summer day, but Sweetie Belle had a very little stomach and she needed some time to digest the food.

"You can go without me, I will catch up with you.“ Sweetie Belle replied.

"We will stay with you, no matter what, We are the Cutie Mark Crusaders, and we never leave each other.“ Scootaloo said, making Sweetie Belle make a cute smile.

"Okay, I think there is still a tiny bit of place in my stomach.“ Everyone smiled and watched as Sweetie Belle took the last piece of sandwich into her mouth, slowly chewing it, "Ouch!“ Sweetie Belle yelled.

*---------------*

At the last moment, Hay Mane’s horn started to work and he teleported away, before he could be flushed away into the Ponyville sewer system. He was now under the toilet seat, looking at a gigantic Applebloom, as she slowly walks away, her hooves stepping on some bugs, completely unaware of their demise, closing the cabin, leaving Hay Mane alone in the bathroom, lost on the dirty floor. What he saw, will stain him for the rest of his life.
"Well then. Third time’s the charm.“ He though of the ring really hard, energy surged trough him, and then he vanished.

He appeared in the darkness, propably still in the sandwich. He could smell the dressing and tomatoes. He lit his horn up, and finally, after all these adventures, he saw the ring. I was gigantic, almost whole Ponyville could fit into it. But then he realized, "How will I get it out?“ He didn’t have much time to think, as he heard the worrying sentence,

"Okay, I think there is still a tiny bit of place in my stomach.“

He felt as the whole place went into the air, and it kept moving. Soon, the whole place started to crumble, as it was being chewed by Sweetie Belle. Saliva started to creep into the remaining untouched piece where Hay Mane and the ring, were. The thick gooey liquid could drown him if something didn’t happen. But her tongue happened. She moved his piece close to her teeth, he could see as the bit down into the ring,

"OUCH!“

The Sound coming from Sweetie Belle’s throat was so powerful, that it made Hay Mane temporarily deaf. He couldn’t hear anything, he was stuck in a half chewed piece of food, slowly getting covered by Sweetie’s thick saliva. He had no change of escaping it. He could only watch as the ring was being lifted from Sweetie Belle’s mouth with her magic, without Hay Mane, who was about to drown in a lake of thick gooey saliva of a teenage girl.

Sweetie Belle sour-smelling mouth closed, as the ring was moved away from her mouth. Then, much to Hay Mane’s surprise, the chewing continued. His deafness was slowly going away, as Sweetie finished reducing the second to last piece of sandwich into nothing. She simply gulped, and Hay Mane was traveling into the stomach for the third time this day. Sometimes he wonders why does this happen. If is there an easier solution, like be manly and ask those girls to search for the ring, rather that getting eaten thrice and coming out of a pony once. But that’s just his stubborness that got him into this mess. Mess of formless gooey food mixed with thick, foul smelling saliva.

Sweetie Belle’s stomach was the smallest one of the three Crusaders. It was half the size of Applebloom’s. When Hay Mane arrived, the food was stuffed close to each other, meaning that he at least had a place to stay. While getting his mind straight. "The girls now have the ring, I hope they will give it back on the counter, and just leave it there.“ Then the booming came,

"Cutie Mark for Bride-finding, YAY!“ All the Crusaders said at the top of their lungs,

"Oh, that’s great.“ Said Hay Mane ironically. "Wait, the ring has carved name of Yellow Breeze there, they will get it to her, I need to teleport out, now!“

It was time for him to teleport himself away, but his thoughts were interupted, as Sweetie Belle’s last piece of sandwich started to falling into the stomach, he had to teleport fast, or else he will ge squished by the falling goo.

And just as the goo fell onto him, he managed to teleport out of Sweetie Belle’s stomach, leaving only the sandwich to digest into nothing.
He finally felt the fresh air of outside. Well, not exactly, he teleported to the ring, but the ring was worn on white unicorn horn. And his surrounding was one imposibbly huge soft pink forest, the strands thick as he was long. He was on top of Sweetie Belle’s scalp. And it was humid and foul smelling forest, strands higher that anything he could ever comprehend. There were pieces of dead skin everywhere, some could crush him if the wind blew strong enough. The scalp was very slick, and the strands were sticky. He needed to get on the ring. Since Sweetie Belle’s scalp was so slick, he simply slides towards it. But what he did not realize was the itch he was making.

"Wait girls, I have an itch in my mane.“ Sweetie Belle tediously said.

Her hoof, dirty and sweaty from the walk on the dirt road loomed over Hay Mane, pieces of dirt the size of Golder Oaks Library were falling onto him, luckly none of them hit him. But her hoof was coming towards him very fast, and he couldn’t make while sliding her sweaty scalp. He had to think of something fast, before Sweetie Belle’s hoof will squish him, mistaking him for the itch. He just thought of something and just as the hoof started to bend the seemingly impossible to bend hair strands, he got away, disappeared.

He appeared in yet another forest, this time the branchless trees were white, and much thicker, almost like a house, but they were short like a skycraper in Manehattan. He had no idea where he was this time, or what he thought of when he teleported, but he could tell he was moving.

"There, the itch is gone... Oh, hey miss Yellow Bree-“ Just as Sweetie Belle saw Yellow Breeze, Hay Mane’s mare friend, she felt another itch close to her nose.

Hay Mane panicked when he heard Yellow Breeze’s name. He accidentally let energy bolt come out of his horn striking the hair strands all around him. Just then, a huge sucking force takes him away into the deep cave, ramming into thick black wall. The sucking gets stronger, and then it stops. Hay Mane sighed, when sucking force was change to blowing force.

ACHOOoo.

Hay Mane was propeled out of Sweetie Belle’s nose into the world of Ponyville. This time hovewer, he lit his horn up like a christmas tree. It was time to grow again. As he was falling closer and closer to the ground, he got bigger and bigger.

As he fell onto the ground, he heard familiar voice. "Hay Mane? What in Equestria did you do?“ Yellow Breeze was looking right at him, smiling.

"Oh, finally. I’m so glad to see you Yellow Breeze.“ He wanted to hug her, but then she pointed out how dirty he was. He just smiled and said, "I have a surprise for you.“ He looked at the Crusaders. "Hello, Crusaders, you look a little bit confused. Don’t worry, it’s a long story.“ He turned back to Yellow Brezee, "Now, close your eyes.“ Yellow Breeze closed them and awaited a surprise. When she opened them, she saw a kneeling Hay Mane with a ring in his magic grasp. "Will you marry me, Yellow Breeze?“

She was just standing there, in shock that the biggest love of her love wanted to marry her. "Yes, Yes! YES!“ She jumped on him, not caring about the goo he was covered it.

While those were hugging and kissing, the Cutie Mark Crusaders watched as they helped another pony find their love. "We did it again girls, this time without potion.“ Scootaloo said.

"Yeah, Ah’m still confused as to how did he appeared before us. It looked like he was tiny and then he wasn’t tiny. Arghh, Mah brain can’t take it!“ Applebloom in frustration.

"Me too, but...Wait girls, the cutie marks!“ Sweetie Belle said in shock.

All of them looked at their flanks, only to find them blank once again.

"Awww.“ All of them said in unison.

"But we did something right.“ Sweetie Belle said

"Ah guess it wasn’t enough. Wait, Ah have an idea. What if we’ll get cutie mark in justice?“ Applebloom wondered

"Cutie Mark Crusaders Justice officers, YAY!“ They screamed in unison, running away from the loving pair.

"Those teens.“ Hay Mane said

"Come on you teen, let’s get you all clean up front this mess. And by the way, how did you get yourself into this mess?“ Yellow Breeze chuckled, as they trotted of to Hay Mane’s house.

"Well then, where to start....Hmm...Ah..... So I came up with this brilliant idea.....“

And the story he told her was very bizarre, full of food, saliva and hair. And that’s where this story ends. I hope you like it. This was my part of an art trade with the one and only Star-Sage, who write one of the best, if not The best, micro pony stories. I’m into vore, only mouthplay, so the vore scenes are a little bit wonky written, but I hope I’ll get better. THE END

The Amazing Colossal Cutie

Her mane blowing backwards, Rainbow flew around in Equestria’s trademark blue skies. Casually doing stunts that came naturally to her, it seemed as if nothing would interru-

“Why hello, Rainbow Dash!” came Rarity’s call from down below.

The cyan pony skidded to a halt in mid-air, and turned to look at her friend. “Hey there Rarity, what’s up?” she asked. “And before you ask, no, I am NOT trying out your new outfits.”

“Why, I just thought to invite you to a hooficure session with myself and dear Fluttershy,” said Rarity. “I certainly wouldn’t ask you to try on outfits after the way you behaved last time.”

Rainbow winced slightly. She did not like the idea of such treatment.

“N-no thanks, I-I have something else to do,” she fibbed. “You see, I… uh… well… I need to… put my letter in the mailbox. I haven’t gotten around to that.”

“The same letter you deposited this morning?”

Rainbow opened her mouth to speak, and then stopped. Being caught in a lie was embarrassing even for her, especially by a best friend.

“Come along dear, don’t be shy. Even Fluttershy isn’t afraid of hooficures!” said Rarity encouragingly. “Maybe next, we can move onto the shadow thing…”

“The day I get a hooficure is the day I turn in my daredevil license!” Dash told her, just to make it obvious that she was not up for it.

“Please Rainbow Dash, not even a tiny bug-sized part of your hoof? Pretty please?” persisted Rarity, doing the puppy-dog eye thing.

“Forget it! I don’t like ponies even touching my hooves, let alone washing them with prissy soap!”

Those weren’t lies, and Rainbow Dash’s friends never had a doubt since they were familiar with her tough, abrasive and tomboyish attitude. Of course they knew she had a soft and sweet side buried deep, but you’d have to be diabolically manipulative to get through to it.

But it was also true that there was more behind it, something that the self-proclaimed fastest flyer in all Equestria just couldn’t reveal to anypony… and it was also the true reason why she usually preferred to fly rather than walking, even when flying wasn’t the better option.

Rainbow Dash was a macrophile. And she was literally in love with her own hooves. Yes, you heard that right. It’s probably her self-absorbed nature manifesting.

Every night, in the shelter and privacy of her bed, the Pegasus couldn’t resist the temptation to admire her own hooves, especially her rear ones, and nuzzle them affectionately.

Today was a perfect day for one of her usual naps on a white, fluffy cloud. It was the right temperature, slightly warm, with a nice breeze and clear skies. She flew onto a white, fluffy cloud just about the size of her and being the (not self-proclaimed) expert napper that she was, managed to fall asleep in a matter of minutes.

One might wonder how a pony with such stunning speed could be so darn lazy.

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It was any usual day in Megapolis. The residents could be seen in their cars, bike, and miscellaneous other transportation vehicles.

One woman noticed how dark it had gotten all of a sudden, and looked up to discover that for some reason, the sky had gone dark.

There was a gigantic cloud in sight. It wasn’t even moving with the wind, just floating there. There appeared to be something dangling from the cloud. It looked like it was rainbow-colored, but it slightly moved every so often.

~~~

A few minutes later, some military jets arrived at the scene to investigate the scene. Huge, dark clouds were not supposed to lay there unmoving.

“Holy Larry!” exclaimed a man piloting one of the jets when he noticed something else about that cloud.

There was a gigantic creature of unfathomable size just laying on it. The pilots flew the planes around the creature, circling it for a while. Many ponies were afraid of what might happen once the creature awoke from its slumber...

“SHOOT THAT ABOMINATION!” commanded the squad leader to his pilots, who all moved their hooves to various mechanisms and began to fire at the creature, sending bullets and lasers at it. But no matter how hard they tried, they could not penetrate its thick fur.

It did have some effect, however. Waking the creature up.

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Rainbow Dash got up when she felt tiny itches on her back. She brought her hoof around and tried to scratch it off, but to no avail.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw tiny gnats flying around her, so tiny that she had to squint to see them properly.

“You dare interrupt the nap of an awesome pony like me? You must die!” she screamed in an extremely over-the-top expression of her annoyance with bugs before she waved her hoof around to try and swat those bugs away.

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One by one, the pilot realized they had made a grave mistake, and that it was too late. Everyone wishes they could change the past at some point, and for the pilots, that time was undoubtedly now.

The creature made ear-deafening sounds with it’s mouth, unintelligible for anyone. But what they did know was that it was NOT good.

“That’s right, fly away or face the consequences!” Rainbow Dash yelled to a few of the remaining gnats that had survived her swatting and were now flying away from her. Far away.

Done with her nap, she rose and stretched her wings. She looked below and saw what didn’t look like Ponyville. She looked behind her. “Wind must’ve carried me here,” she decided.

She dropped from the cloud and onto the grey ground, which she saw grey sticks coming out of, the highest of which reached the middle part of her hooves. First, she tried to touch it with her hoof… only for it to instantly fall apart once the hoof touched it.

“For Celly’s sake, how old was that?” she questioned aloud. “So much for sturdiness.”

She bent down and tried to smell it. But the dust from the crumbled stick got into her nose and caused her to let out a loud sneeze.

The people of Megapolis looked on fearfully as they saw explosions coming from the cloud. The remaining jets flew away to safety, lest they suffer the fate of many other jets who had been in the wrong place at the wrong time, and there was another thunderous, unintelligible sound from the cloud, with some kind of thick water flying everywhere and covering the city and its residents.

After that, the gigantic creature rose from the cloud, as it’s limbs descended towards the city.

This caused an almighty earthquake, shaking the city and the lands around it. Buildingscollaped, people fell over, the land became uneven as concrete was torn up.

Some of the people in the city inspected the creature from below and came to a relatively stunning and far-fetched conclusion… that this was Rainbow Dash from the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic! Little girls and grown men all around squealed in delight and fainted.

She didn’t seem so flabbergasted however. She simply lay back and seemed uninterested at best. People were afraid she might not notice them at all, and just crush them under her enormous, sweaty hooves. People that were closest to her hooves had a really bad time breathing the air, as the heat and smell coming from her hooves was, thanks to Rainbow’s sheer size, enough to replace the clear air.

One guy, named Andrew, wearing a shirt with a certain yellow equine, even managed to get to her left forehoof, even through the reeky, smelly air (there was no way he could tell anybody this, but he actually enjoyed the smell and sweat). He tried to climb the hoof, but the strands of fur on her hooves were just too slick and gooey, thanks to the sweat.

He was still persistently trying to climb her forehoof, when the other forehoof raised into the skies. Dust, dirt, and sometimes even some gore from the pilots fell of the titanic hoof, slowly coming towards one of the skycrapers.

Onlookers watched helplessly as she pushed the skyscraper with enormous force, making it crumble down, creating a massive amount of rubble, adding to the devastation of the city. That startled Rainbow Dash, making her move her hooves just a centrimeter or so.

That was not a good message for Andrew, as the hoof he was trying to climb had been raised by a few meters, then slowly hovered above Andrew meters away. Then it stopped, but Andrew was right in it’s fall zone. He could see that the hoof was stained with crushed cars, dust, dirt and even some kind of red gooey stains.

“She’s crushing them!” he exclaimed. “And then she’s going to crush me!”

“OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!”

He tried to run, but he was too far away from the end of the underside of her hoof. So he just stood there, looking at the incoming hoof, about to crush him like an insect, which was probably all he was to her. Wait, Rainbow wouldn’t crush him, surely? That’s not what would happen in the show, right? Surely something would-

*CRUNCH*

When the dust settled, the survivors of the nearby crumbled skycraper witnessed as the titanic muzzle of the creature slowly moved towards them. Once it stopped, there was a massive sucking force coming from the lowered muzzle. Cars, buildings, and even people were sucked into the pony’s nose, absorbed into the snot it held. A select few people actually survived the trip into the nose and what they saw was unbelieveable. They were stuck on the walls of the nose, trapped by the creature’s sticky snot. At some places, there was more snot that the others, so a few people drowned in it. (Am I the only one finding it hard to take this disaster seriously?)

After the inhaling force stopped, there was a deadly silence, and many people surviving on her nose hair thought this would be the end of all of their troubles...

“ACHOOO!!!”

Her whole nose was cleared of all the snot and mucus, not to mention humans and other filth. The powerful force from her sneeze utterly annihilated a remaining part of the city, debris flung everywhere.

In the end, what stood there was mostly just a empty place, only covered with her saliva and snot, mixed with red, gooey remains of those that were in the vicinity of the sneeze and other disasters which she considered natural bodily functions.

After sneezing, Rainbow forgot about it within a sew seconds and began walking towards an undamaged part of the grey plane. She felt the tiny stick crumbling under her hooves.

She took a closer look in between those sticks for closer inspection, and saw tiny, dust mite sized things moving away from her. More bugs? she pondered.

“Whether you’re bugs, or something else, I just want to be clear that from now on, you are all my slaves and you will listen to everything I say. And if you don’t, you will die a insignificat, worthless death. Are we clear?!” She had evidently gone mad with her raging sex drive.

She was slightly nervous, since this was the first time she had gotten to express her feelings as a dominant giantess. She took a deep breath, and spoke, “My first command: climb onto the underside my hoof, It will stay in position for two minutes, I want my whole hoof to be covered with you little termites. Is that understood?”

“Good,” she added, obviously not waiting for an answer.

She dropped her hoof onto one of the bigger streets, and let the underside be filled with the microscopic creatures. Some of them managed to climb it, and the others tried to escape. Some of them decided that climbing onto her hoof was the best way to save themselves.

Terrified citizens watched onward as the godly hoof of the creature fell towards them. People unfortunate enough to be right under it were reduced to paste as the hoof landed in the street. People tried climbing the hoof, but due to the smell and sweat it was really difficult. Brian was first to climb onto the underside of her hoof, and what he saw almost made him gag. Almost everywhere was blood and gooey remains of his fellow humans, mixed with dust and other filth. The heat coming from the hoof really made it reek, which wasn’t helping matters either.

After two minutes were gone, Rainbow Dash raised her hoof up to her face, not noticing some of the people falling from the edges, and was pleased to discover that her request had been fulfilled. “Now, what to do with you...?”

“Eat you? Crush you between my hooves? Drop you into my hair to wonder who’ll die last by drowning in the sweat or just by scratching my mane... oh, and maybe I’ll just spat on my hoof to drown you all? Ah, there we go!”

Rainbow Dash slowly sat down, crushing many bulding and humans in the process under her enormous plot, thick and sweaty. She spread her legs, showing her glistening vagina, slowly drooling pre cum. People right under the tunnel of love had no chance of survival, as the thick, gooey liquid poured on them from the heavens, drowning them in it. Just in case you need a size comparison.

“Now, you worthless mites,” she declared to the humans on her hoof, “You chose to obey me and for that, you will get to please your goddess. You will most likely die in the process, but I don’t actually care about that. A mare’s needs are manyfold,” she said with a devillsih smirk. She slowly hovered her hoof towards the now wet vagina, seductively saying, “Get a good look, insects, because this is the last thing you will ever see.” And with that, the hoof was pushed into the vagina. Most of the innocent people died in the first push into the vagina, getting smeared across the inner walls of her sacred place.

Rainbow Dash could feel as the humans were reduced to nothing but liquid and mush inside her vagina, which made her extremely wet in that location. She kept moving her hoof around inside her vagina with the remains of the humans on her hoof, but it wasn’t enough; she needed more. In the bliss of the moment, Rainbow reached for the closest thing to continue: a skycraper full of humans, which she then put into the vagina. It was no competition for what she looked at in her filthy magazines she kept carefully stashed away, but the feeling that the crumbled skycraper made in her vagina made her climax. She fell backwards in ecstasy, crushing countless people with the sweaty strands of hair. Her vagina produced a tidal wave of cum, right into the city. Most of it was now flooded with Rainbow Dash’s love juices, every person on the street helplessly drowning in her unswimmable thick fluids.

Rainbow Dash raised her hoof to see microscopic remains of humans, and even some humans still unbelievably alive mixed with her cum on her hoof. She opened her salivating mouth, strings of sticky, thick saliva dropping from the roof of her mouth to her mountain sized surface that could house a town of humans. She put the hoof into her maw, slurping every drop of her juice from her hoof, including the poor humans. She casually swished the mixture around in her mouth for a little while like water at the dentist, which for the unlucky humans that were still alive meant almost certain death. The vast majority got stuck on her teeth, becoming nothing more than plaque amongst what was already there.

Enjoying the taste of the humans and her own juices, she gulped back and swallowed everything. After mere moments, the mixture arrived into her stomach, and the poor humans that had survived both the clopping and the maw ride were simply digested into energy for Dash.

The Pegasus felt a sense of satisfaction at having destroyed a city for her own sick pleasure at last, and with that, she fell asleep as if nothing had happened.

Rainbow Dash yawned as she got up. Boy, destroying civilizations sure makes you tired, huh? She thought casually. But once she got up, she noticed that there was no city, and everything was normal sized again. She was back home in Ponyville.

That was a shame. She’d have loved to play giantess again.

After few moments of walking around in the nearby forest, she peered down at the ground carefully and noticed some ants. She slowly followed them… most of them slowly crunching under her hooves.

“Sweet Celestia! Why didn’t I think of this?!” Now that she had new toys to play with, she was in a considerably good mood.

But little did the Pegasus know, there were still a few microscopic humans scattered all around her body. In her hair, on her muzzle, or in her fur. Some of the people had decided to stay at the places they were at, living off the sweat and dead skin for the rest of their lives, until being squashed and washed away forever into the sewer. Some had even decided it would be better to live inside somepony’s house, living of the crumbs they dropped… only to find it was as deadly as it was with Rainbow Dash, and there were even more ponies to get crushed by.

Those that actually manages to survive for a while founded colonies all around Equestria a within few years.

One of the most famous ones is the one in Canterlot Castle, where a village was thriving from the fallen hair, sweat and flakes of skin falling off the Princesses who lived there. But one day, Celestia saw a microscopic glimmer in the carpet in the throne room, and took a look. What she saw appeared to be a tiny anthill of dust sized mites. She felt a little bored and wanted to have some fun, so she took one of her hoof cups, ripped the city from the carpet and put it inside of it. Then, she slowly put the hoofcup back on. She barely felt the city being crushed under her sweaty hoof...

A Little Dash of Competition

Author's Note

This is a Christmas gift for Alozec.

A Little Dash of Competition

It was presently lunch break at Crystal High. Students of Crystal High were having conversations and eating meals, so this seemed like any ordinary lunch break… or was it? Muahahaha…

To everyone’e surprise, with not nearly enough time to react, there was, all of a sudden, a huge flash. For a split second, nothing could be seen past the intensely-bright light that engulfed everything and everyone.

~~~

Meanwhile, Twilight was in her home, examining the screen of a monitor.
“Did it work?” wondered aloud. She was testing a new teleportation device, which she was trying to perfect.

“Zero life signs detected in Crystal High... it worked!” Twilight cheered, with her fist in the air with triumph.

“But wait… where did all of them go?” She lowered her arms contemplatively.

~~~

Rainbow Dash was working out, jogging outside in preparation for another Friendship Games against Crystal High. Her body was dirty and sweaty, and tired.

“Well, time to call it a day,” she decided. She picked up her bag and started the walk home. “You did real good today, Rainbow Dash. Be proud of yourself, everyone’s gonna love ya!”

“Why thank you, Rainbow Dash,” she replied to herself.

~~~

Now that the light was gone, there were murmurs to be heard amongst the students.

“Gah, my eyes!”

“What was THAT?!”

“Someone please tell me what just happened!”

“Is anyone still in there? If they are, are they stealing my brownie?!”

These students were scattered across what appeared to be someone’s bedroom… in giant form. The walls towered above like skyscrapers. Some of them had ended up on the floor, while others were in what appeared to be a giant bowl of chips. It was like they had been transported to an entirely different world. There was a third world besides their home world and the magic pony world?

A group of some of the students were still stumped as to where they were. They were on a strange landscape, with huge rocks and the scary and sickening sight of some kind of monsters, crushed with their guts spilled everywhere. It was nothing short of totally surreal

And right before them was a huge, mountain… and that wasn’t the weirdest part. It looked like it was made from fabric.

And that also wasn’t the weirdest part. The closer they got to it, the more it smelled. It was pretty bad.

But that ALSO wasn’t the weirdest part either. There - huh? Oh, sorry, yes it was the weirdest part.

Anyway, curiosity won and they fought the war of stink and kept going closer and closer towards it.

They reached the mountain wall, and used all of their strength and willpower (except one student who gave up and ran away from the huge, stench-filled mass) to keep their noses safe as they decided to climb it, trying to get a better view of their surroundings.

As they were climbing the fabric mountain, they noticed a huge cave. They went through it, only to find that the smell was even worse in here than it had been outside.

There was the sound of something hitting the floor. They turned around to find a member of their party collapsed on the ground, unmoving.

“Never mind it now,” said one of them, with anger as well as a bit of sadness.

And just then came the sound of a creak, amplified by the sheer size of everything compared to the tiny adventurers. There was a similiarly-loud voice:

“Ahh… it’s good to be home!”

~~~

Now that Rainbow Dash was home, she headed straight upstairs. She would have a shower and then put some different clothes on. Bliss.

She opened the door to her bedroom and picked up a pair of socks at random. To try them out, she slowly slid them on, feeling what felt like crumbs, crushed inside the socks as she kept grinding her foot. She shrugged it off, since she couldn’t find any others.

She then laid down in her bed, scratching an itch in her hair. She looked at the finger she had used and saw some red gunk on it. “Oh geez. Maybe I should check that out.” She wiped it on her trousers.

~~~

It was like a sudden shift in reality for these poor mites. One moment, they heard the voice of a goddess, calling out with strength that could shake the earth, and the next, there was the sound and feeling of booming footsteps not too far from their proximity. Just when they thought it was their judgement day, and this supernatural god creature was about to deliver it… it finally came to a halt.

It was mere moments later that their entire world was turned upside down - literally - as an unforgiving and relentless force sent them tumbling inside the cavern. Further and further they fell, until they finally reached the deepest area, where the lingering stench was so potent, a few of them passed out like the student who had done so before.

~~~

There was still another group, the freshmen, trekking across the landscape, unaware of what was occuring right nearby. They weren’t safe themselves, for a huge shadow loomed over them and made their area many shades darker.

Then a titanic object fell from the skies, crushing them instantly. much to the horror of the students that were behind them, powerless to do anything as they watched their friends fall victim to a statue-sized shoe.

Not only that, but the shoe smelt absolutely pungent. Like, really, really pungent. One of the poor schmucks allowed his curiosity to overcome the power of the stench and he ventured into the shoe… but once he was inside, the fumes were so powerful that he died right then and there, the heat melting him onto the insole of the shoe.

Back in the sock, after some moments, a huge beam of light blinded the helpless students inside, as if the cave was opening. When they were finally able to see what was going on, it was too late, as a huge, cyan lump of flesh slowly descended upon them. Those that were unfortunate enough to have become stuck on the walls of the sock were instantly smeared like butter across Rainbow Dash’s sweaty sole, leaving only a tiny, red line where they once were, decorated with the oh-so-appealing sight of organs and bones. Those at the bottom had it off even worse, as the foot replaced the air with a hot, reeking stench of corpses, worn out leather, and of course, the foot itself. Many of them were effortlessly crushed, as Rainbow Dash’s toes reached the end of the sock, but some managed to survive between her toes.

Many of them were starting to wish they hadn’t.

They banged in desperation at the gunk-covered walls of her toes, trying to get her attention. But only thing they got was even more added pressure to their bodies, her toes smearing the insect student against each other, leaving their bodies to be melted down by the sheer heat of Rainbow’s flesh. The only good thing that came of it all was that nobody was alive while their bodies were being melted.

The last remaining people were on the giant pillow of the bed, and all they saw was a fabric landscape, with some strange colorful, smelly, and wet ropes all around them. There were many rumbles, and they then looked up to see a rainbow-colored forest making its descent upon them. It was, in fact, strong enough to crush some of them instantly. Some survived, and tried as best as they could to get the attention of the dirty, seemingly ruthless giantess.

But the only thing they got to witness before their death was a finger, the size of a skycraper, which picked them up, binding them together with other gooey filth underneath her nail, and lifted them up, scraping them across her scalp, leaving only a trail of red goo there, before taking the grotesque remains of their bodies, now part of a mixture with hot sweat, dirt, and dandruff into the skies. What an awful way to die...

~~~

Rainbow thought this would be the perfect time to take a nap, but her belly disagreed, signifying it wanted food, and fast.

So she went for her shoes and put them on. As she did this, she felt a little crunch and pop which she disregarded. It was obviously just trash that had gathered up while she had left it.

She headed downstairs and then into the kitchen. She prepared a bowl of chips and then took them with her into the living room. She relaxed on the couch, dipped a chip into the dip, and then ate it. For some reason, the chips left a weird feeling with Rainbow, but she shrugged it off as “past the use-by date”.

With her ravenous appetite, the whole bowlwas devoured in less than ten minutes, with a loud burp to show for it.

Later that night, she headed into the bathroom to brush her teeth. She rinsed her mouth out and spat into the sink

~~~

As the giantess opened her mouth, the remains of the bodies of Crystal High’s students were washed away down the drain never to be seen again. Poor bastards.

~~~

The majority of Crystal High was now gone, all in brutal and inhumane, twisted ways. There were a select few still alive, but they’d not last long. Starvation would catch up to them, or Rainbow Dash would return and put them through the same fate their companions had suffered.

Either way, this really was an awful and unexpected way to go.

Crunchy Soarin

I'll Take a Potato Chip and Eat It

“Ungh…” Soarin’ woke up. He had no idea what had happened before this, why he had fallen unconscious, or where he was right now. It was total darkness, which was intimidating enough, but what else should he feel but... a thin but rough platform underneath him? This ground was also notably quite dry. As for the smell, Soarin’ knew it, but couldn’t quite place it.

All of a sudden, Soarin’s entire world began to shake. It was the most powerful earthquake he had ever experienced… but the world hadn’t changed much between now and when he was born, so don’t use that comparison. Celestia/Luna would be a better use for this analogy.

Soarin’ desperately hoped he wasn’t about to die. Attempting flight would be useless, since A. it was pitch black, and B. these dry objects were all over the place. He whimpered as he desperately wished for this all to be over somehow.

At last, it all came to a halt. He opened his eyes (not that this changed anything he saw), and before he could go back to lying there pondering his fate, there was a tearing noise above him. A gap opened in the same place and allowed light to flood into his prison.

The earthquakes happened yet again, during which everything around Soarin’ rotated, and sent him tumbling down towards the gap. As everything around him fell alongside him, and the helpless stallion plummeted, powerless to use his wings, he hid his face in his hooves. “Mama, oo-oo-ooh… I don’t wanna die…” he sang to himself out of fear.

At last, the darkness disappeared completely and he was introduced to a new, much more visible area. He landed on the same dry objects he had been sharing the room with just moments earlier… and then he felt some of them sliding away.

This was followed by a deafening *CRUNCH* noise from the skies above, at which Soarin’ winced heavily.

He looked up at the source of the sound, and what he saw took his breath away and made both his mouth and eyes grow wide. It was Spitfire, feasting on potato chips.

…

You’re not fazed?

…

Oh, right. I forgot to mention that she was an absolute GIANT. She appeared to be at least the size of an Ursa Major. Likewise, the objects Soarin’ was on top of were potato chips, and massive ones at that. They didn’t even come close to Spitfire, but they were still definitely not supposed to be as big as they were.

With this in account, as well as how huge the room was, it didn’t take long for Soarin’ to realize - he was now tiny. Sufficiently so, that a strand of hair could be as thick as his leg.

There was worse to come - Spitfire cast her glance back at the bowl of chips and lowered her hoof towards it. Panicking, Soarin’ tried to dig his way down. His rump wiggled before he managed to vanish from sight.

“Okay, okay then… somehow… for some reason… I am now very tiny,” he said to himself shakily. “What should I do…”

All of the massive chips around him started moving around as there came a giant yellow hoof, which grabbed the exact chip Soarin’ was on and elevated him into the air. At a speed too fast for him to do anything about it, he was then headed straight towards an off-white substance. He became completely coated in the stuff along with the potato chip he was riding on.

Soarin’ managed to get a taste of the substance… it was just like onion dip, which only added to his horror. He had tried to delude himself into believing this was all a dream, but the dip tasted too much like the real thing.

He attempted to swim out, but the onion dip was so incredibly thick that his tiny, feeble body was stuck in place, and could only watch as Spitfire licked her lips. He was slowly lifted upwards towards Spitfire’s hungry waiting mouth.

"Spitfire! Down here!" His cries went unheard as Spitfire opened her maw even wider, giving Soarin’ a better view of what awaited him. Every detail became clearer to him as her mouth approached; the saliva dripping from the roof of her mouth and onto her tongue and molars, and now, her powerful breath washing over him, causing him to gag at the smell, which he made out to be a mix of the potato chip and onion dip, along with hay.

“Okay, regal sisters… I was the one who took the last slice of pizza… I was the one who borrowed Fleetfoot’s pillow without permission… just please, forgive me! SPARE ME!” he wailed desperately.

The chip Soarin was on was finally snapped into two large pieces and a few smaller pieces (but still practically grand compared to the speck of a pegasus trapped in the dip). The broken chips and the dip formed a stiff paste that Soarin’ found himself stuck in.

~~~

Now that Spitfire was done chewing her mouthful, she felt a tiny speck, which she pinned with her tongue between two of her teeth.

~~~

Poor unfortunate Soarin’ was now stuck between two of the giantess’ teeth, physically unable to move, as the goo in Spitfire’s mouth continued to cover him in thick layers.

As the crunching stopped, Spitfire leaned her head backwards to swallow the food she ate. *GULP!*. All of the saliva and chip and dip were gone, traveling through her throat into her stomach. Soarin luckly didnt met this fa te, as he was still stuck between the two titanic teeth.

Spitfire some remaining pieces of the chip stuck between the teeth, so she went for a glass of water.

Soarin was blinded, as the maw once again opened, but he didnt have time to react as sea of water started to pour into the maw, towards him. The water freed him from his prison, but he was now swimming in the ocean of water inside Spitfire's mouth. She swished the water around in her mouth, making sure she drowned all the stuck pieces, then she leaned down, and swalllowed with a loud *GULP!*

This time, Soarin watched as he was heading into her throat, passing her uvula. The long, slimy tunnel was thin, enough for Soaring to slide between them, not just fall. He could hear her slow, calm breating, and her heartbeat too. Then a huge hole opened and Soarin fell into the gooey, acidic sea of Spitfires stomach.

~~~

Spitfire had enjoyed her little snack. She sat back and licked her lips clean. “Some good chips,” she commented, raising her belly in the air in relaxation.

~~~

Trapped and helpless, Soarin’ lay there, awaiting his fate. Digestion? Freedom? It was messing with his head. It was psychological torture.