21

It was late at Alozec's house, and everypony inside was waiting for a special somepony to arrive.

"Streamers, balloons, cake! Looks like we've got everything ready; so, everypony got their presents ready? Middy's gonna be here any minute!" Alozec said to the small group of ponies, joining to celebrate her best friend's birthday.

She first looked towards the beige stallion, Troy, disrespectfully blowing cigarette smoke from her mouth, directly in his face.

"Hey, Troy! What did you get her, you lil scamp?" Alozec asked.

Slightly choking in the cancerous airspace, Troy slightly snarled at her dismissive tone.

"Lay off, Alo; I got her a pair of kick-ass socks." He replied, showing off the red and white striped socks on his hooves.

Alozec looked at him in confusion.

"You're wearing them?"

Troy's cheeks blushed bright red, he didn't really know what to get Midnight.

"I'm just keepin' em' warm, if you know what I  mean, eh?" Troy nervously grinned, as Alozec stared emotionlessly at him, obviously too bored to care about anyone else other than herself.

"Weirdo..." Alozec whispered to herself, focusing her interest to the next pony, beside Troy.

"UltraMare... I don't even need to ask, do I? Oat-flavoured oats with a hint of extra oats, correct?"

UltraMare just nodded, trying to hide the two saddlebags she was carrying, both of them overfilled with oats.

Alozec would've looked at the pony next to UltraMare, but whoever it was, had disappeared; however, she felt something crunchy under her hooves, and she could've sworn she heard a tiny scream moments before...

"Hey, where the hell is Cookie?" Alozec asked to the group.

To her surprise, they all pointed at the ground near her hooves.

"Oops." Alozec sarcastically said to herself.

Picking the remains of crushed cookie with her magic, she levitated Crumble up to her face: she didn't look assumed to see her.

"Hey, bitch! Wanna look where you're stepping?" Cookie yelled to Alozec, who completely overlooked the damaged she just inflicted.

"Watch your tone Cookie: you didn't even bring anything for Midnight's birthday."

"Are you kidding me? I'm tiny! How can I give her something I can't carry? Ever think of that, Alozec?"

Alozec grumbled to her, hoping that Cookie would shut up, hoping she didn't forget that she was just a tiny cookie, and that Alozec clearly had the upper-hoof in authority: however, her body language obviously showed no effect, as Cookie got even more-so aggressive towards her.

"Oh, and by the way, you should really clean your damn hooves while you're at it: Cookie Crumble waved her hooves in frustration.

Alozec licked her lips, trying to ignore the tiny pony's ramblings.

"Oh, and another thing... W-What're you doing?"

"Damn she looks so tasty," Alozec thought to herself, completely blocking out Cookie's words, nodding her head in an attempt to show the slightest amount of acknowledgement to Cookie's criticism.

"I-I-I, uh, I'm s-sorry, j-just don't do anything to me! I'm still a pony, Alo! Just 'cause I'm a cookie, doesn't mean I--Oh, no!"

Opening her maw, Alozec couldn't take any more. The moment she heard the word 'Cookie', she immediately tossed the petrified pony into her cavernous mouth.

"N-no, no, no, don't do thi--" Was the last audible thing to come out of the poor creature, now at the mercy of Alozec's unforgiving molars

Moaning in pleasure, Alozec couldn't believe how great she tasted, and the blood only added as that 'extra-special' sweetener.

She purposefully swallowed as loud as she could, leaving a not-so large lump of the cookie's remains down her throat, with only the pits of hell of her sarcophagus to meet as Cookie Crumble's final resting place.

Troy slowly approached Alozec, after seeing what she just did...

"Well, what did you get our Middy, then?" He asked.

She smiled a terrifying smile, almost enough to creep Troy out of conversation.

"I'm glad you asked, Darlin'."

Alozec signalled to Troy in secrecy, leading him to a small room, hidden by a red, velvet curtain... What was inside, not only confused him, but it also scared him.

"What... Uh, what is it, exactly?" He asked in confusion.

"It's a prototype shrinking laser: capable of releasing powerful, size-reducing novas. I hope she'll get a kick out of it."

Troy was still confused, looking back at Alozec with a blank face.

"Where did you find this thing?" Asked Troy as he fondled the device, curiously looking for a brand or label.

"Ever since I 'sold' my other company, I decided to buy another... As in: me and Middy went over to, in a matter of speaking... 'squish' the business' 'stock' market, then I-"

"You really need to work on your visual metaphors, Al" Troy said, interrupting Alozec's ramble.

"Whatever... I'm sure we'll have fun with ya'll."

"We?" Repeated Troy, concerned about what she was going to do.

"Yeah: You, Ultra, Cookie..."

"You killed Cookie, remember?" Troy corrected.

Alozec looked at her belly, gently patting it.

"I'm sure she's got a few minutes left, am I right, Cookie?"

Troy couldn't help himself, he had to stop her from hurting anypony else.

"You sick fuck!" He shouted at her, grabbing the attention of everypony in the house.

"Don't do it, hon'! That weapon is extremely volatile." Alozec yelled back, unable to stop Troy as he pushed her aside.

Troy was more than happy to see such a malevolent device blown to bits, as he bucked the small laser with his hind-hooves.

Immediately after his violence on the now-damaged laser ended, a bright light shone through the entire house, easily visible from the outside windows.

"I hope I'm not late for the party" Midnight said to herself, as she approached the front garden"

Back inside, the party was over: everything was abandoned... Well, with a few exceptions.

"Oh, no: Now we're truly fucked!"

"Look at what you did to me, you moronic fuck!" Alozec bellowed.

Troy couldn't believe what he was seeing, it was a dream come true!

Everypony had their size reduced to dust; Alozec and Troy had been thrown across the floorboards, after the short nova blast from the laser.

UltraMare was sitting on the couch, eating a bowl of oats. Now, only the landscape of the leather seat remained for her to explore.

Finally, there was Cookie--She was already dead, so, obviously, the shrinking didn't bother her as much.

TROY'S FATE: Troy was currently in his own world, too amazed to care. However, when Midnight's planet-sized self wandered into the room, that's when Troy began to not only panic, but also feel slightly aroused, even if it was over something that could potentially kill him.

"Hey, babe! Down, here!"

As expected, he got no response, just the continuing hoofsteps of the giantess nearby.

A hoof viscously stepped in front of him, covering his entire vision with Midnight's yellow tone. Troy lost his balance, causing him to fall on his side.

On a positive note, his dreams were about to become a reality, as the detail of Middy's slightly dirty sole hovered above, now falling to the ground.

Quickly getting up, Troy smiled, nearly orgasming at the entirety of his current situation.

With no hope left, Troy put his hooves in the air, smiling as he did so.

"I'm all yours Midn-"

Troy was no more... Smushed and liquified on the merciless, giantess' body. Granted, he was what he always wanted to be, just a stain on somepony's hoof, but at what cost?

Answer: His existence.

COOKIE'S FATE: Cookie? She died as soon as Alozec's teeth grounded her into mush, so you probably already know what's in store for her, right?

ULTRAMARE'S FATE: Although slightly confused, UltraMare was too tired to care.

Her collar was completely unusable, not even responding to any power supplies in the area.

"Phew, I need a break"

Called out a loud, female voice.

Feeling a change in seismic balance, UltraMare immediately rose to her hooves, now in a fighting stance.

"Who's responsible for this? Show yourself, then maybe, just maybe I'll give you a break!" She yelled, with nopony around to hear her.

Whatever it was, it came closer, and closer, and closer, until she could finally see what she was up against: Two, light-yellow mounds of marshmallowy softness, with a red and white mohawk, between them.

"Monster!" She gasped, unaware that is was her friend's larger-than-life plotcheeks.

Without warning, the 'creature' descended onto her at an alarming speed, leaving a colossal shadow of the irregular frame above UltraMare.

"Halt! I have sworn to protect this city, a--"

UltraMare's heroic catchphrase was unfortunately cut off, thanks to the massive  massive wall of flesh, now pressing against her. Almost suffocating, poor UltraMare felt like a ten-ton pillow case was being forced onto her.

It was when Midnight's plotcheek shifted that caused Midnight's unfortunate demise.

The pressure and friction was too much, now essentially crushing the poor super pony instead of smothering her.

Seconds later, UltraMare exploded into a thick, green, alien paste; turning the poor pony from a hero to a zero.

Then again, superheroes only win in the comic books, right?

ALOZEC'S FATE: Alozec was in a state of panic as soon as Troy got within spitting distance of the machine, and with good reason: anypony that was reduced down to size with the nova blast was permanently changed through their biometric structure; even with the use of magic was useless, as any mass that could be regrown would not include a full repair to the body, meaning that the cost for resizing would definitely result in serious brain damage. It was this reason alone that Alozec knew her life was now over.

After her pointless attempts of chasing after Troy, she couldn't care what happened to him, now--Even if they were discovered, their lives would never be the same.

Despite this, Alozec was determined to get help from her friend, and she had a pretty good idea on how she could do it.

Her horn lit up, soon making her disappear from the dangers of the floor.

Meanwhile, Midnight was surprised to see something in front of her nose, especially something that appeared to show such an odd posture.

She could just barely make out the details... But, it looked like her best friend.

"Oh, hello, Al! Is this your big surprise? Are you really offering your own petty existence to be sacrificed just for my pleasure?"

Alozec's eyes widened... She was just about to get a taste of her own proverbial medicine.

"What're you talking about you stupid bitch? I need your help for crying out loud!"

Midnight sarcastically gasped, the blushed in embarrassment.

"Really? You want me to put me out of your misery?"

Regretting her decision to teleport up for help, Alozec was afraid of what was to come next.

Midnight sprawled her hooves on the couch, now laying on it, still holding Alozec prisoner in her magical vice.

Using her magic as support, Midnight licked one of her hooves, then applied Alozec onto it like it was glue, sticking her to the surface.

Getting excited, Midnight began to get her juices flowing, hovering her hoof onto her genitals, giving Alozec a front-row seat of what was to come.

Her vaginal lips got closer and closer, until poor Alozec was completely submerged in her darkness and extreme warmth.

A second after she was in, Midnight wasted no time, immediately masturbating--Shoving her Alozec-coated hoof up and down, grazing every nook and alcove of her inner marehood.

Sooner or later, she was picking up speed, Alozec could feel her warmth through the wetness and moisture of the atmosphere.

Midnight was almost ready for the climax, tightening her vaginal canal like a trash compactor. Her hoof was completely rabid,  sending the soaked mare inside to fly off of her hoof, throwing her atop on one of the inner lips. Meanwhile, the well-fucked Alozec laid barely conscious, stuck within her best friend's vagina.

The end was near, Midnight was about to orgasm, sending waves of her juices onto the tiny passenger. The wave violently hit her, covering her entire body in the sticky substance. She could feel herself gliding along with the large glob of cum, suddenly stopping when the walls around her compressed outwards.

When Midnight extracted her hoof, she was surprised to see her friend... Well, at least 15% of her, mixed with 85% cum.

Alozec was now crushed into her own gore, which was immediately mixed with the juices of Midnight's moist pussy.

"Aww, look at you!" Midnight commented, looking at the dilated, pinkish mixture.

Her hoof entered her lower maw, only to be greeted by the tongue that resided it.

Midnight licked the last remains of Alozec off of her hoof; the taste almost made her orgasm again.

"What a waste..." Thought Midnight, now alone at her own party.