"Anon?"
"No."
"Anon, please..."
"Fluttershy, I do not have time for your shit today," you groan.
“You say that everyday, Anon..." she replies flatly.
You sigh as you walk along the dusty path to Ponyville. Why in the world you decided to move in next to the yellow one, you will never know.
"That's because I never have time for your shit, Fluttershy. Not now. Never in the past. Not ever."
Oh yeah. The shy, timid, little pegasus would come over every day to try and find some way for the two of you to make love. Of course, using the term 'love' loosely. It was all on account of her new 'human fetish' that she never knew she had.
Until, you came around.
"But, Anon! I swear I have something different today!" she says.
"You say that everyday," you answer flatly, refusing to even look down at Yellowstalker.
Her face turns down, hiding one of her eyes with her long pink mane, then returns, resolute in her quest for the D.
"But I swear that this one is really, really special!"
"You said that last week,” you answer flatly.
"But this one won't send you to the ER! I promise it was an accident!" Fluttershy replies desperately.
“You said that yesterday. And now I owe the hospital some serious bank.”
Fluttershy's eyes move to the road that lied ahead, her ears cast down and tail sagging. Her saddlebags were full of everything she needed to go care of Ponyville's animals. If she went into town sad and defeated, everypony would ask questions. It was bad enough they thought the two of you were a couple to begin with. With a heavy sigh, you stop in your tracks into town for your job.
"Alright. Listen. If it gets you off my back for the day, I'll bite. What is it?" you ask, turning to Fluttershy.
Her cyan eyes light up with excitement as she reaches into her saddlebags for something.
Oh great. Here we fucking go.
When her face reemerges from her bag, she holds a small root in her mouth. She stares up at you expectantly.
Uhh. Now what. Is she going to shove it inside her or something.
She moves her face to your hand.
Oh. Okay.
Holding out your hand, she spits the small root into it, a small trail of saliva connecting it and Fluttershy's mouth.
"What do you expect me to do with this?" you ask. Fluttershy smiles and looks up to you.
"Eat it."
You let out a hearty laugh.
"Fuck that like a drunk stripper at a bachelor party," you answer. The yellow pegasus looks up at you curiously, not understanding what you said. "I'm not eating it."
Her happy smile turns upside down.
"But... why?"
"Are you going to tell me what it does?"
Fluttershy looks away from you.
"W-well... N-no..."
"Yeah. Exactly. No thanks."
Fluttershy leaps onto your leg as you try to pull yourself away from her.
"Pleaaase Anon? I swear I won't watch you from a telescope while you work today."
You stop and look at her.
"What?"
Fluttershy blushes and looks away.
"N-nothing."
With a groan, you look back down at the pale grey root in your hand.
"You swear this will get you off my back for today?" you ask.
Fluttershy nods vigorously with anticipation. You sigh to yourself, shaking your head.
This is a bad idea. You examine it carefully. This could kill you. ... Then again, if it killed you, that would mean no more Flutt-
You down the root in one bite and swallow hard.
Come ooon sweet death! Big Money, Big Money, Big Money.
You look down at the yellow pegasus with a questioning look.
"So what IS this supposed to-" A stabbing pain in your heart forces you to your knees.
SHIT! IT WAS JUST A JOKE! The jabbing pain forces you to close your eyes and you feel the earth underneath you spin. A dizzying feeling in your head causes you to lose your balance and you fall to the ground. Even as you lie flat, the environment wobbles around you and your body shakes viciously. You curl yourself into a ball, crying out in pain as you feel the sensation of a thousand knives each digging themselves through out your arms, legs, and chest. A chill runs through your body as you hold your head in your hands, screaming at the horrifying effects of the root.
Then, blackness.
` The world stops turning. Time stops passing. There is only darkness and the numbing feeling of your body.
Alright Anon, take it slow. Focus on the big toe.
Carefully you move the big toe on the right foot, then the rest of your toes. Soon, you find that you can move your feet, fingers, arms. Well, you aren't dead or paralyzed.
That's a start.
Carefully you open your eyes, to see a towering yellow behemoth over you. Slowly, you return to your feet, to see the four hooved, winged shy pony towering in front of you.
"Oh my goodness... that was much stronger than I anticipated," Fluttershy says.
"WHAT. DID-" You clasp a hand to your voice, which has jumped several octaves. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!"
Fluttershy looks around at the empty path and then back down at you.
"Oh my... I didn't intend for you to get this small...” she says worriedly.
You begin pacing on the ground. Well great. How are you going to pick apples if you are only a few inches tall? Returning your gaze to the yellow pegasus, your scream up at her.
"Fluttershy if you don't change me back this instant, I'm going to-"
You freeze. Do what? What can you do. The slowly creeping smile on Fluttershy's face proves she realizes the same thing. Oh shit.
"Now. Hold on, Fluttershy. I know what your thinking. A-and let's just be reasonable for a second..." you say.
She reaches into her saddlebags and pulls out a small jar.
"Don't worry Anon... you know how good I am at taking care of animals..." she says happily.
She opens the jar with the assistance of her wing and slowly brings it down on you.
"No. NO! NONONO!"
You sit cross legged in a jar, with your face in your hands and wearing a clear expression of irritation.
"Oh, come now, Anon. You should at least be happy your clothes were able to shrink with you." she says with a song in her voice.
"Oh. Gee. What a relief. I'm so happy I could just shit."
"Now, now, Anon. Nopony likes sarcasm."
You groan to yourself as she carries you back to her home. Now what do you do? Let's review the facts.
You are three inches tall, stuck in a goddamn jar by the pony who tries to molest you everyday, and you probably are going to lose your job. Awesome. Just what you needed today.
"Are you going to at least try and find some way to bring me back to normal size?"
Fluttershy goes quiet.
"Fluttershy?"
She bites her bottom lip.
"FLUTTERSHY!"
"Maybe?" she says, unsure of herself.
"God damnit," you groan
You lay down in your new glass prison and stare at the top of the lid. At least there is holes. It could be worse. She could have accidentally killed you.
…
On the other hand...
"Alright Anon, Home sweet home," Fluttershy says.
Sitting back up, you find yourself inside Fluttershy's cottage. Carefully she sets you down on a nearby table and Angel Bunny leaps up to the table to examine you closely. Oh great. This is just payback for all the times you kicked him.
The devilish smile on his face just confirms your suspicions.
The yellow pony moves over to the table then looks into the jar with a wide smile.
"Now then. I'm going to get you a nice munchy treat while Angel here watches over you to make sure you don't run away. Isn't that right, Angel?"
Angel looks back to his owner and salutes like a loyal marine.
"Good. Now don't hurt him, kill him, starve him, let him die or give into any of his demands."
Angel looks up at Fluttershy with a hint of shock and begins to think to himself carefully.
"Or pranking."
The bunny looks down at the table with a clear sign of disappointment.
"However, you have my full permission to annoy him," she says with a smile.
He looks back up with glee and rubs his paws together deviously.
"I'll be riiight back,” Fluttershy says with a smile.
"I'm baaack," the pegasus calls, re-entering her home.
"JESUS CHRIST! HELP ME PLEASE!"
The jar flies around the room, suspended in the air by two birds which chirp happily. Angel bunny sits in a miniature lawn chair and watches your suffering like New Year's fireworks.
"Alright everyone, set Anon down. Pretty please?" the pegasus asks politely.
The birds set you down on the table and you turn your attention to them.
"YOU HAVEN'T HEARD THE LAST OF ME BIRDS! I've seen you in the park! I know where you live! You just wait until you get a taste of the bread crumbs I'll feed you!"
"Anon! Such language!" Fluttershy says in a tone of discipline.
You groan to yourself.Great.
"Did you bring the food?" you ask
Fluttershy smiles and pulls out a small dish of berries, that were just a bit smaller than you.
"Awesome, I'm starving."
The shy pegasus undoes the top of the jar and carefully pours the berries in the jar. You look up at your meal, raining from the sky and suddenly the world goes slow motion as a blueberry threatens to crush you.
So this is how it ends. Bludgeoned by a blueberry. You always wished your death would have had more explosions and ninjas. Yet, here you are.
Luckily, the berries manage to avoid you and you find yourself buried in a pile of tiny sweet fruits. Pushing them to the side, you get out of the pile and gasp for breath.
"Heh. Sorry, Anon," Fluttershy giggles.
You grumble and bite into a rather large cranberry. To your surprise, it's amazing. Significantly better than when you were huge. Quickly you dig into your meal, your hungry stomach overriding your hatred for just a moment. Fluttershy simply smiles as ravenously tear into your lunch.
"Good night, Anon."
"I hate you."
You lay at the bottom of your jar, which is perched beside Fluttershy's bed on her night stand. Fluttershy snuggles herself happily underneath her covers, wearing a two piece nighty and a light pink stocking cap.
"I promise we will go talk to Twilight tomorrow and try and get all of this taken care of, just you wait," she says
"I hope so."
You truely do hope so. Stuck in your little jar, all you can do is take Fluttershy by her word. Staring up at the ceiling, or well, your lid, you sit deep in thought about the day today. You wonder if Applejack managed to get everything done today. You wonder what today would have been like if you didn't eat that god forsaken root.
On one hand, you kinda gotta hand it to Flutterbutter. She has taken good care of you. Being small has made all of your normal worries and cares sort of... disappear. It's pretty easy being Fluttershy's little pet.
You sit for a moment in the silence of the night, reflecting over what you just thought to yourself. What are you even thinking?! Like hell you would ever be someone's pet.
You are a man. Being stuck in this tiny jar is absolute misery.
Except for the food. And the lack of responsibility. And the way you feel loved.
Yeah. Especially that.
Otherwise, it's completely shit and you need to get out of here.
You roll over onto your side and look at the yellow pegasus who watches you lay in your jar. Like a young filly would have fireflies on their bedside. Her eyes slowly droop closed and her breathing regulates. You watch the massive pegasus sleep peacefully in her bed.
Huh. You know... She's actually kinda cute when she sleeps...
The bright sun shakes you awake as you feel your container bobbing up and down.
"H-hey. What's going on?" you ask, sitting up.
"Oh! Good morning sleepyhead! We're just about at Twilight's library. We should be there in no time."
"Oh... Great."
Finally. You will be able to return to normal size and get things back to normal. What's going to be the first thing you are going to do when you return to normal size? With a wide smile on your face, you carefully consider all of your possibilities.
Well... you will have to go back to work... and get chewed out by Applejack. There is always going back home... which is a pig-stye and needs to be cleaned. You could grab something to eat, but you don't really have any bits to spare. Fluttershy knocks on the door to Twilight's library and Twilight happily ushers her inside.
Twilight quickly goes to work on finding the right spell as Fluttershy opens the jar and gently lets you out onto a table.
"Thanks..." you say quietly.
"Aha! Here we are!" Twilight exclaims. She strolls back over to the table and places the book down, focusing on you. "Are you ready to go back to normal, Anon?"
You bite your bottom lip.
"I think that all went perfectly. Don't you think?" you say.
"I most certainly agree," Fluttershy says in a sing-song voice.
The bobbing of Fluttershy's trotting is pretty peaceful and her hair is a massive upgrade to the jar.
"So, uh. Do you have any more of those berries at home?"
Fluttershy smiles and giggles to herself.
"Plenty."
