How To Survive Your Giant Marefriend

Soarin opened his eyes and gave a great big yawn, waking up from a good night's sleep. As soon as he looked around, though, he was shocked to realize that he was surrounded by hills of blue on every side. He seemed to be standing in the middle of a navy blue valley, but it looked and felt just like... silk? Upon more careful inspection of his surroundings, he soon realized that he was in the locker room of the Wonderbolts' barracks, which was bizarre because he distinctly remembered falling asleep in his own bed last night. Even stranger still, everything looked so... enormous. Much bigger than usual.

He decided that all of this must be a dream, so he gave himself a quick pinch to try and wake up, but when he opened his eyes again, everything was still the same. It was official: this was real. He had no idea how, but it was real.

Just then, the door to the mares' shower began to open. Soarin froze. He didn't know who was about to walk through that door and right now, he was a little conflicted. On one hand, he didn't want anypony to see him in his current condition. On the other hand, whoever it was might be able to help him if he could get their attention.

Soarin watched as two mares emerged from the showers. The first was his commander, Spitfire, and the second was his teammate and marefriend, Rainbow Dash. Both of them were wearing towels wrapped around their torsos and on their heads. Soarin couldn't believe how huge they were compared to him. Each time they stepped, the ground shook beneath him. Regardless, he knew he had to get them to notice him so they could help him out.

"So Dash, you ready to give a hundred and ten percent today?" Spitfire asked, pulling the towel off of her head and dropping it on the bench next to where Soarin stood.

"Are you kidding?" Rainbow replied, doing the same with her head towel. "I'm ready to give a hundred and twenty percent. Nothing like a hot shower to soothe the muscles for a long day of training."

"Ain't that the truth."

Soarin couldn't help but watch as both mares removed their body towels. Luckily, they were both wearing sports underwear to cover up their more private parts. He knew it wasn't polite to stare, but he just couldn't resist Rainbow's amazingly toned body. Her chiseled stomach, her muscular arms and legs, her strong wings and her perfectly fit flank. There were also those glistening magenta eyes and that flowing multi-colored mane. And don't even get him started on her glorious breasts. They were just like two big, round globes that jiggled whenever she laughed. He was very lucky to have such a gorgeous mare love him so much and he knew it.

Spitfire was pretty hot as well (pun intended). She and Soarin had dated once before, but shortly before meeting Rainbow Dash again at the Grand Galloping Gala, they broke up when Spitfire decided that it was unprofessional for a commanding officer and her lieutenant to be in a romantic relationship. She had no problem with Soarin dating Rainbow, though, since the two of them clearly meant the world to each other.

"By the way," Spitfire began, "how'd you and Soarin's date go last night?"

"It was awesome," Rainbow Dash replied. "We went out to dinner and then we hung out at the roller rink. Of course, we decided to have a little race to see who could make it to ten laps first and to make it more interesting, we added a little bet."

"Oh yeah? What was it?"

"Loser had to have sex with the winner," she said with a sly glint in her eye. Both mares got a big laugh out of that. Once again, Soarin was hypnotized by the blue pony's jiggling breasts.

"Yeah, he and I did something like that once or twice," Spitfire recalled humorously, pulling her Wonderbolt's uniform out of her locker. "It was wicked. He sure knows how to make a girl feel special, doesn't he?"

"Oh yeah," Dash agreed.

The tiny stallion smiled proudly at all the praise he was hearing, but he didn't have time to bask in it for long. Instead, he was beholding Spitfire's colossal rear as it was about to come crashing down on him like a big, round, flaming meteor. Soarin flew out of the way as quick as he could and managed to land safely just in the knick of time. Spitfire sat down with a great big ground-shaking CRASH. That was too close a call and it reminded Soarin that he had to get one of the gigantic mares to notice him before he really did get squashed.

"Hey. You're sitting on my uniform," said Rainbow Dash.

"Oh, sorry." Spitfire stood back up after she had gotten both of her legs into her own uniform.

As Rainbow reached down to pick up her flight suit, poor Soarin could barely move. He wanted to fly away to safety, but he was so nervous that he couldn't even get them to open.

The giant rainbow-maned mare grabbed her uniform and began to put it on with, unbeknownst to her, her nano coltfriend inside. She started by sitting down and slipping both of her legs into it. Next, she slid her arms in, all with Soarin struggling to hold on the entire time, still unable to fly. Finally, Rainbow shifted the flaps of her zipper, which was where Soarin was, over her chest. It was a little snug, but it still fit. The little blue pegasus found himself pressed up against his marefriend's enormous boobs. Many times, he had fantasized about being in this position, but now that it was finally happening, he barely had any time to enjoy it.

Lucky for him, her zipper got stuck half-way up her stomach, giving him time to figure out what to do next. Realizing he would probably never get a chance like this again, he decided to squeeze his way into Rainbow Dash's nice soft cleavage and hang out for a minute. Sure, it was kind of bumpy with her struggling with that zipper, but he didn't really mind. He just enjoyed the undulation as he laid nestled between his marefriend's two soft, colossal, marshmallowy bosoms. The steady sound of her heartbeat and the intoxicating smell of her orange-scented body wash soothed his nerves and nearly sent him drifting off to sleep.

"You need any help with that?" Spitfire offered.

"Nah, I totally got it," Rainbow insisted, even though it didn't look like it. "You know, I've actually picked up a few tricks for making Soarin feel pretty special, too. Like, did you see his face when I acted like Rarity and did that whole 'Rainbow Fash' thing?" she went on with a chuckle.

Spitfire giggled in reply. "Yeah, he's always been a sucker for the sexy eye flutter." She fluttered her own eyelashes the same way as an example.

"Yeah. Sometimes, I still do it just to mess with him," Rainbow chortled.

"He's almost as big of a sucker for that as he is for big boobs. But it looks like you know all about that."

"Very funny." Dash was growing more and more annoyed that her zipper wouldn't budge. "I don't why I can't get this dang thing to--" At last, the zipper broke loose. "There we go."

Soarin realized that fun time was over. As Rainbow zipped up her suit the rest of the way, he flew out as fast as he could to avoid getting trapped. Once that was over, he flew upward towards Dash's face and called her name as loud as he could to get her attention, but he still went unheard. And then, to make things worse, Rainbow started to take a deep breath in. Soarin fought against the current, but the force of her inhale was too strong and he got sucked right into her nose.

The inside of Rainbow Dash's nose was dark, damp and sticky, with long squiggly hairs growing out of the walls. Soarin tried to crawl out, but his legs were stuck tight. Dash must've felt his movements because he felt another harsh wind as she sniffed and groaned. He realized that there was only one way out of there. He started flapping his wings, tickling the walls of her sinus with his feathers. He knew it was working as he felt her breath start to hitch and heard her say "Hang on. There's something in my nose. I gotta..." Rainbow tilted her head back and Soarin braced for launch, praying for a soft landing.

"Ya-CHOO!" Rainbow sneezed, shooting the tiny stallion out of her nostril and into her palm. Spitfire responded with a "Gesundheit." When the blue mare looked down at her hand, what she saw nearly made her faint. Right there in her hand, lying disoriented and covered in disgusting mucus, was her coltfriend.

"Soarin?!" Rainbow Dash exclaimed in shock. "What the heck happened to you?!"

The tiny pegasus picked himself up and started brushing off the snot. "Believe me, I wish I knew," he said with a hint of frustration.

"Well, you look like you've had quite the ride," Spitfire chimed in playfully.

"You have no idea."