Star Bright's Little Break
Star Bright's Little Break
It had been a long and arduous day for Star Bright- the normally chipper, blue unicorn stumbled in to his Canterlot apartment groggily. Stripping off his hat and cape, he tossed them haphazardly onto the coat rack, locking his door as he prepared to relax for the night. He quickly mixed up a vegetable soup, placing it on the stove to simmer.
The weary stallion flopped onto his single bed, his long and fiery orange mane messily spilling out over his pillow. Reaching his hoof down between his legs, he began to stroke himself, his shaft growing harder as his mind took care of the rest.
The rapidly dwindling stallion was loving every inch he shed, smaller and smaller he shrank before his marefriend's eyes. She turned around, her plot at face height for the half-pint Star. He burried his face in her folds, pleasing her as he pleased himself. Each inch he shed making it increasingly difficult as he craned his neck upward, soon standing on his hind hoves, his forehooves pressed against her cheeks. Before long he was but a few inches high, watching as she sat down, her massive and beautiful rear coming down to smother him ...
Star came- hard. His body tensed up, wave after wave of pleasure rolled over him- one of the most intense orgasms he had ever experienced. He gasped and moaned in lust- momentarily forgetful of the thin walls his appartment had. Lost in the sensation, he failed to realize that with each pleasurable pulse, he was shedding height. Inch after inch lost as wad after wad of thick pearlescent cum shot out onto his own chest- the rest leaking down his shaft and pooling in his groin. Lifting his head off the pillow- he couldn't help but notice that something seemed different- but he couldn't puzzle out what it could be.
He swung his legs out to the side, expecting them to dangle over the edge of the bed- surprised when they didn't. Scooting over to the edge of the bed- and lowering his legs, he realized the problem. While his hooves would normally be touching the floor, they were suspended in the air- he had shrunk! The normally average stallion couldn't have been more than one foot tall! He lost his breath, his heart begining to race as he tried to convince himself he was imagining things- he wasn't.
The short stallion admired how much bigger his apartment looked when he was one third his size. Wandering through his kitchen his eyes went wide with the realization his stove was still on! With great effort, he dragged a chair in from his dining room, sliding it over the tiled floor into place. Reaching his hooves above his head he grasped the seat and pulled it up, climbing the backrest to the countertop. Turning off the stove and retrieving a bowl from his cupboard, he couldn't help but chuckle at how silly this scenario would be if anypony saw him. Placing the novelty-sized bowl to the counter, he grabbed his ladle, weilding it with both hooves as though it were a sword. I definitely made more than enough soup. He thought to himself, as he sat on his countertop, sipping broth from the tip of his huge spoon.
His energy restored from his hearty soup and the adrenaline rush from the thrill of his current predicament, he bolted back down his chair, racing for his bed. Climbing up it he resumed his place, head on his pillow, eager to become even smaller.
His thoughts returned to his dreamy marefriend, only now he was but an ant compared to his goddess. She teased him relentlessly about how positively puny he was becoming ...
Once again- intense waves of pleasure rolled over Star, who was more observant this time around, noting that each intense pulse was directly draining his size- his load looking all the much bigger as it pooled on his chest, his size draining exponentially faster than before. Inch after inch was lost as the one foot unicorn quickly became the half-foot unicorn, the two inch unicorn, he knew it was wrong, he knew he knew nothing of the permanency of his situation- yet in his lust-adled state, he couldn't care, he wanted to be puny, to be a mere dust mite lost in the fibers of his bed sheets.
His orgasm stopped as he hit half an inch in height- no taller than a marble. He shuddered as he regained some of his sensibilities, unaware of just how small he was- only knowing that everything around him was gigantic. He treked towards the edge of his bed, cautiously sliding down his bed sheet and off onto his carpet. The fibers which normally tickled his hooves were up to his waist. He grinned giddily as he ran through the fields of carpet, across his kitchen tiles, each one separated by a notable ditch. It was amazing how much detail you miss when you're normal sized. If I get back to normal size I need to clean these floors! He noted to himself. Wearing himself down from wandering what felt like miles across every surface he could reach- he walked back to the foot of his bed- realizing the sheets above were too high to reach- so he flopped out onto the carpet, the tall fibers embracing his body as he sunk into them. He reached his hoof down one more time for the night.
His marefriend now watched him through a microscope- the only viable way that she could see him. Her teasing words and the thought of being truly insignificant set him off once more ...
Star's body was being devastated, his orgasm easily as powerful as every prior one combined, the intense tingling sensation of shrinking overwhelming him, watching as the carpet grew up into a forest- a city of skyscrapers- larger and larger as he dwindled smaller and smaller, his body passing through the individual fibers of the carpet- his body supported by the strands like a hammock. He yawned, and settled in- nothing but a mere dust mite lost in an endless desert of carpet.
Author's Note
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