A Giant Threesome

A Giant Threesome
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Journey Inside the Bra

“Come on,” Rainbow said to me, or rather, down at me as she towered over the wooden table. She was like a giant, only she hadn't grown an inch. But as for me... “Nopony will suspect a thing if ya hide in my bra.”

My eyes dropped, my head nodded, and my lips tucked inward—there was nothing about that statement I could disagree with. Well, okay, maybe being 'accidentally' crushed by her giant rack wouldn't have been the best way to end my day (or my life for that matter), but my cock was too stiff for me to give a shit about logic.

Even still, I had to play my cards right.

“Don't you think about anypony other than yourself, Rainbow?” I said while crossing my arms, shifting my weight to the side. “Twilight already got on her hands and knees after that spell last night. The only reason I'm not in Canterlot with her is because I'd rather not be stuffed in some pocket, only to be gawked at later.”

Rainbow smirked. “How about my hot-pocket?”

I blinked. An electric sensation tingled through my dick.

“You'd be safer inside all this awesomeness anyway!” Rainbow arched out her back and thrust her hips forward. The enormous womanly crotch was presented before me, covered by the small short-shorts she had adorned. The top of her grey panties were just visible above her waist.

They looked tight.

“I would have been safer in the library if you hadn't broken the lock to see what was up!” Twilight channeled through me as the words left my mouth. They were all true, everyone but me was at fault, and it was important they all thought that so I could have leverage in my diminutive size. “Now anything and anyone can come here and snatch me away.” Possibilities played through my mind, ones that I enjoyed, but shook my head at anyway. “Or worse!”

Despite the musk and the hormones in the air, the giant, fluffy and sexy girl before me did take a step back. Her grin shrunk into a frown, and her eyes aimed at her feet. “I, uh, huh.” She shook her head, clenched her eyes and fist, then took a deep breath. “I didn't think about any of that stuff. Like, at all.”

Now it was my turn to endure the wave of grief. Choosing my words carefully, I took a step forward, with her eyes catching my movement once more. “Not that you would.” I quickly raised and shook my claws. “But I don't mean that in a bad way. Well, sort of.”

I dug my claws into my palm—so much for choosing my words.

“Look, you're the kind of girl to act first and ask questions second,” I said, hoping the softness in my tone wasn't going unheard. “You didn't break in here thinking you'd actually hurt somepony, or, uh, put them in a very bad situation.”

Rainbow lifted her chin. “So...ya forgive me then?”

“To be honest, I don't think I could ever hold anything against you.” My eyes shot toward her rack, the underside of her breast almost obscuring her face from mine. Rainbow always had great tits, though at this scale, they were both great and giant. “Doesn't mean I'm a bit frustrated that I'm going to have a find a new way of surviving.”

“And staying in my boobs isn't an option?”

Oh, it most certainly was.

“Not sure that Twilight will be screaming in joy when she returns home.” I brought my claws to my chin and dipped my head in thought. “Suppose we could leave her a note, but she may not like what you're suggesting.”

“How about I carry you to Fluttershy's then?” Rainbow smiled at her idea as she swept her right leg behind her left, a movement usually unnoticed, but at this scale, was like the sky parting. “Her and I have been pretty tight lately. She'd back any story we toss out.” And just like that, her grin returned. “Of course, if you're up for being in that kind of story.”

“And just like that, you lost me again.” I shrugged, throwing up my claws. “If I didn't go with Twilight to avoid being gawked at, then what makes you think I'll want to get kindly harassed by Fluttershy?” Fearing my words had more of an edge than I intended, I gave a small smile. “She'd take care of me, no doubt, but she would be just as worried as Twilight would be curious.”

Rainbow blinked. “You mean, you wouldn't want to spend time with Fluttershy?”

I arched my eyebrow. “Uh, I guess no?”

“Despite this size, and pretty much being, well, you know, you?”

“What do you mean by that?”

I swear those words were like buying the giant girl a ticket to a Wonderbolts show. Her eyelids lifted and her bottom lip tucked inward. A jitter coursed through her body, and in a split second, I was covering my ears to survive her high frequency of: “OmigoshOhmigoshOhmigosh.”

Clutching at the side of my head, I gave a roar upward: “Will you cut that out!”

Rainbow came still in place a second later, though a shiver of excitement still coursed through her body. “I just can't believe you don't know, out of anyone!” Without warning or my consent, two slim fingers cut through the air, cyan and trimmed, pinching at the nape of my neck and picking me up.

A scream would have escaped me had I not been so scared. The surface of the table shrank below me, becoming distant at a rate faster than my eyes could comprehend, though they soon settled on something else.

My face was greeted to the front of Rainbow's crotch, her black shorts like a billboard that never ceased to expand. I didn't stay there long as the fingers pulled me up, past the top of her grey panties to the expanse of her exposed, slim abdomen. Her belly button was big enough for me to be stuffed inside.

The soft blue fur blurred as I was propelled upward. My shock diminished as I came to my senses, the arms I had been waving and shaking making contact with Rainbow’s massive body, her fur as soft as it looked, her skin as warm as a blanket.

Sooner than I was expecting, those fingers pulled me back from the body, around the curve of the tank top, where my tongue rolled past my lips on its own accord. Rainbow's massive breasts loomed before me, held back by the tight fabric of her tank-top, though their curves were clear to me.

The absurdity of this situation must have driven her crazy with lust as well. Her tits, perky and symmetric, poked against her bra. As I was taken higher and higher, the urge to bite her fingers and dive into her cleavage grew bigger and bigger, as my cock got harder and harder.

Finally, after making me very horny and scared, Rainbow Dash held me before her beautiful face. It was on a scale beyond measure, and her eyes gazed at me like a goddess would an ant.

There was a strong instinct to get on my knees (despite the fact that I was in the air) and worship the girl that held not only my body, but my life as well. She was so big and yet so small, her face so cool and yet so womanly, and as her giant, rose-colored eyes gazed at me, I lacked words to speak or upon.

“You really can't be that dense, right?” Rainbow said to me with her head tilted left and her eyes half-lidded. Her concerned expression wasn't any different than the ones she gave before, her voice was the same, and even though this was my worried friend before me, the conditions of our friendship had changed drastically—even if she did or didn't know just how imposing her magnificent stature was on me.

“You've lost me,” I said, still suspended by her fingers. “Also made me a bit dizzy as well.”

Rainbow turned her head and looked away. She tucked in her lips, biting them as she thought and thought. Then, before I could raise any questions or speak of my concern, she gave a nod to the air and looked at me with renewed determination. “Alright, you do me a solid and I'll let you do me any way you like.”

That caught the attention of both my head and my crotch.

“If you come with me to Fluttershy, even just for a short visit, I'll let you do whatever you like to me.” Any tension faded from her body as she used her other hand to gesture down the length of her body. “I must be totally imposing to you, as well as pretty impressive. Do this and your every word will be my command, alright?”

I sighed. “Don't suppose I have much of a choice in this?”

“Do you really need to make a choice?” Rainbow must have been able to hear the lust in my tone, because she wasn't backing away from how much I wanted this. No debt to me; just sexiness to be had for the both of us. “I may be quiet about it whenever Rarity's around, but I know I'm pretty sexy as a girl. Try showing me a girl with an ass and a rack like me—and one that would let you anywhere near them.”

Fuck.

“Alright, you got me.” Her rose eyes bore down on my tiny size, and with the jig up, I released my cock from the cavity in my crotch, letting it free into the open air—it may have been my imagination, but I swore I saw the flick of her giant tongue against her lips. “I help you and you help me, but Fluttershy is the only one you're showing me off to!”

Lust swept across the massive girl's expression, and at that moment I knew my words were a mistake. She giggled, the chasm of her chest jiggling below me. My eyes darted up to her face, where hers were just blinking. “Trust me little guy, the only girl that has her hands on you, for now, is me.”

And just like that, her fingers stopped pinching at my neck. Gravity took hold of my body as I plummeted through the air, a scream leaving my lips while I descend, though it didn't last for long as my destination became clear to my eyes.

Rainbow Dash stuck her chest out as her colossal, rose-colored eyes watched my tiny form fall through the air, her smile building the further I descended. The top of her breast was growing in size, the crack in-between them growing wider, almost if they knew they were being offered a treat.

There wasn't really a need for me to brace myself, but my arms crossed over my head anyways. After a few seconds, I felt the scales of my body collide into the crevice of her chest, feeling her breast swallow my impact, jiggling my momentum away.

It was like crashing into the water, out of breath and reaching upward, trying to get above the waves as the current sucked me down. It was strange to compare being devoured by boobs to being swallowed by the sea, but with all things considering, I wasn't far off.

Giggles boomed again above at the sight of my efforts: my claws scratching at the giant blue breast as I tried to take ahold of them. Every jiggle pulled my feet downward, deeper and deeper into her bosom, where her breasts were tighter against my sides and it was harder for me to move.

Up above, the monolithic face of Rainbow Dash smirked, clearly amused with my attempts. Like an unconcerned goddess, she merely waved as I sank into her depths, engulfed by her boobs, rubbed and embraced by her fur.

I still couldn't believe I had a dragon between my tits!

There wasn't a doubt in my mind that Twilight was hiding something. I mean, who just up and leaves Ponyville like that? Not only that, but she wasn't bringing Spike, and the library doors were locked? You can hardly blame a girl for cracking a mystery when ya lay it at her feet.

Oooo, feet! That would be an interesting place to keep the little twerp. Between my toes as I went out for a jog—he'd probably spend the whole time getting off to it! I had to do a bit of convincing at first for him to come along, but there ain't a pony or dragon alive that can deny wanting to be with me.

Speaking of which, the little dude had sunken deep into my cleavage. I only had a sports bra and tank-top on, so I was a bit worried about his head sticking out while I was outside, but with him down there, I no longer had to sweat a thing.

“Don't think we'll be doing much of talking during the walk to the cottage.” I turned away from the table, faster and sharper than I normally would, delighting in the sensation of my breasts jiggling into the air—along with the pressure that was pressing between the two. “If you can hear me, it feels like having a pebble in my bra, but one that's alive and moving.”

I started walking forward and, without even meaning to, I broke out into a stride—it was hard not to! The thought that I had a living creature, a shrunken dragon in my control, carried on my person was beyond breathtaking. Something about that thought made my nipples go hard, my legs go weak, and my panties go wet.

I made it to the entrance of the library and,without needing to use the handle anymore, pushed the door open, feeling the faint sunlight on my skin as the day was soon coming to its end. It wasn't before long that I was walking along the street, passing others by, my mind driven crazy with lust and my lip bit in alleviation.

No one that passed by thought any differently of me. None of the girls or boys skipping past me knew about was going on in my chest—a boy caught a glance of my cup size when he thought it would go unnoticed, but the best part was how about my little boy-toy went unnoticed.

I was carrying a little dragon between my breast, this other life next to my chest, and no matter where I went or how I walked, he was forced to come along—none of those who I met with or talked with knew about the stranger between us, of the guest hidden from view.

Fuck! These thoughts were getting me hornier than I realized. It hadn't even occurred to me that I could have hada fetish about this crap, but once you experience the feeling of someone between your fingers, of being able to do whatever you like to someone else—it'll drive any girl crazy

Looking down into my cleavage, my heart skipped a beat as my eyes caught sight of the tiny Spike. Below the small veil of darkness, his face looked up at mine, too small to work out his expression, only that the visual cue drove my lust to another level—he was utterly trapped by my mammoth breasts, and he had no choice but to endure them as I went about my business.

“Hey little buddy, there's going to be a change in plans,” I said to him in a voice as quiet as I could manage. Even to him, it must have been super-duper loud, and that only became another turn on for me. “Daylight's fading fast and our trip can't last too long.” I couldn't stop my lips from curling. “So I'm gonna pick up the pace, alright?”

I thought I heard him say something, but his tiny voice didn't reach my ears. Much less my nipples.

I began to lift my feet a little higher, my legs a bit faster. As I felt my boobs jiggle, I couldn't hold back my laughter. In a flash, I dashed forward, breaking into a sprint as my breasts bounced about, as well as the tiny dragon between them.

If there was a place between heaven and hell, then, without a doubt, it existed between Rainbow Dash's breasts.

My anxiety began to wane once I accepted there was no crawling out from here—like it or not, her cleavage was going to eat me, and I had the choice to fight in vain or find a way to get off. So I did just that, letting every jiggle and ripple of her massive orbs rub against the underside of my cock.

Her rack had me pinched inside of it. The flesh of her orbs was tight against my sides, and even though I could struggle and I could wiggle, nothing really came of it, that was, besides the amused giggles that rained from above.

It wasn't that I didn't take delight in pleasing the giant girl; pleasing any girl made me feel better about myself, especially in this state. But with Rainbow? Everything was a game, and putting me between her breasts put her in the lead. I had to find a way to win back, for her to beg for me to do something.

But she found a way to make me move without saying a word. Through her sternum, I could feel every shake and every tremble of her massive body. Then, without warning, more of her weight bore down on me as she leaned forward, her boobs clapping around me as they lost their support. If it weren't for the size of her breasts and the tightness of her bra, gravity would have taken me against her tank top. I was no longer sure if that was necessarily a bad thing.

Only a bit of sunshine flooded into my dark chasm. Beyond that, I was clueless to the happenings outside Rainbow's tank top and cleavage. Clueless—besides the passing, booming voices of those walking on the streets.

I couldn't have seen that she was about to break into a burst of speed. I could only feel it. I could only feel her body as it lifted and fell, carrying through its motions and moments, without any care to how I felt. I was at her command and whim, only I hoped she didn't think that yet.

My stomach became light with her every step, like she was launching me into the air, only for her boobs to clap against my figure, trapping and pressing me to her utmost softness, only for the motions to carry on and on, again and again, clap after clap, hug after hug, my cock relishing in the pressure, of the sensation of just where I was—though my mind was in another state entirely.

Even as Rainbow ran without my consent, I still couldn't bring myself to be mad—only hard and seeking release. My cock throbbed at the idea of being trapped by this girl, of being crushed by her bust and abused by her whims—every embrace with the side of her breasts was different than the time before. Sometimes I would sink more into the fat, or experience its softness flattening around my body, all the while my cock poked against her skin, rubbing up and down the layer of cyan fur.

I wondered if she knew what I was up to, that I was getting off to her tits—that this torment only brought me a sick pleasure that could not be explained. Maybe she did or maybe she didn't Either way, she didn't stop to check with my weird and sudden actions, but them further by running faster and faster.

I tried to match her speed in more ways than one.

It didn't take long to bring myself close to the edge of my pleasure. Rainbow's right breast had been my constant fuck-buddy while I was trapped in her cleavage. The sunlight illuminated my dim confines, illustrating only just how big and round her boob was. The sight was otherworldly for me, and in taking a clawful of her breast's fat, I began flicking my hips against her boob, feeling my cock into the softness of her flesh while I rubbed my face in her fur.

The feeling intensified with every clap, every time her other breast closed in on me, pressing me closer and harder against its sister, again and again, filling out around the shape of my behind while it was at it. If there was any pain from any of this, it was swept aside by the pending pleasure of my soon to come climax.

Even the breathing above me was becoming more like my own, husky and demanding more. It may have been from the running, but I knew Rainbow to have run marathons without breaking a sweat—my efforts were felt, and we both were looking to get off.

But it wouldn't come as soon as I expected it to, for the girl suddenly stopped, and the motion allowed me to slip between her breasts, my feet making contact with fabric at the bottom of her tank top.

With my body free, I took a moment to shake out my arms and twist my back, working out the kinks as I took a breath of fresh air—more like a breath of Dash, if I'm being honest. The whole place smelled of her scent.

It took a few moments, but it made sense why everything looked, smelled, and felt like Rainbow Dash. Her colossal cyan breasts hung over my head, a mere inch separating us both, as they were constrained in place by the straps of her bra. Their underside looked so soft and detached from the rest of her, as if I had fallen into some cavern where everything went unnoticed by the cave itself.

My world began to lurch forward, slowly, as heavy panting echoed from beyond the fabrics of the tank top. Rainbow had no idea where I was, or the space that was created by her simply existing, and how much this area changed when she simply moved. I could go about my day down here, with her doing as she pleased, and she would be totally unaware of the effects she was having on me—ironic, because it was exactly that which would turn her on beyond belief.

Slowly and carefully, my feet began to step forward, testing the strength of the fabric, as it sunk noticeably while taking my weight—enough for me to walk with confidence. My eyes were memorized by this place, which was dim, with the outside light diluted by the giant article of clothing that was now my home.

With every step forward, my confines grew tighter—some of the world semi-visible at the front of the tank top, beckoning me forward as if to gaze out from there. Without meaning to, my arm reached upward My claw ran along the underside of the breast over me, the soft sensation reminding me of the stiffness between my legs.

And just like that, my amazement was swept away by how fucking horny I was. This entire situation was driving me nuts!

There was no way for me to get off here—I couldn't hump her boobs from this height, and I refused to jerk off when this whole giant world was gifted to me to enjoy. I needed something to get me off, something that would take hold of my dick and pump it for all it was worth, that would drive the difference of my size into my heart while it was doing so.

The closer to the front of the tank top I went, the tighter the fabric and the boobs above me became to my body. The movement of my world changed as gravity became less heavy; the light outside the fabric changed as the giant that carried me decided to stand up straight. Just like that, the whole weight of her breasts was upon me, and I had to crawl forward along their fur and their fat to get to my destination.

I soon reached the slope of her left breast, where the light cut in the brightest to my little world. Through the strands of fabric, I could make out a large distant wooden door, one that wasn't unfamiliar, though something else stole my interest away.

Up and above, a hard perky pink nipple rubbed against the black fabric of the bra that struggled to contain it. Here was Dash's little nipple, and yet it still dwarfed my size. It almost knew that I was there--that it knew its master was too busy to take care of it--but this little toy who had gotten lost in this little world could give it a helping claw.

I knew we could help each other out.

I wasn't expecting for my jog to turn into a mad sprint, but hey, I didn’t think I could have lasted much longer with how that little dragon was moving and crawling about my breasts. I lost him when I hunched forward, gasping for air at my best friend's door, delighting at how quickly I had made it there.

Of course, I kinda grew a bit worried when I stopped feeling him, although my bra and tank top were too tight for him to actually fall through anything. It was only when I felt movement underneath my breasts that my breath was further taken away; he was walking at the bottom of my tank top!

The sensation was unreal, and the idea made me squeeze my thighs tight together. I was a giant to the little guy—any part of me that I didn't pay much thought to became a world to him. The tiniest flick, a little jump, a shake of the hips: all of it could sway his world and have more of me consume him without me even knowing about it.

Fuck. My panties were absolutely drenched now. For the whole trip, my pussy was begging for attention: to be rubbed and to be filled, to hump or fuck or have anything happen to it! I wasn't one to keep my friends hanging, and that went double for myself.

I owed Fluttershy this favor, but I owed one to myself first.

After I caught my breath and rubbed my crotch into submission, I stood up straight again—and moaned. The weight of my breasts slammed down on the tiny creature, trapping and pinning him beneath them. He had the guts to crawl underneath them; the feel of his scales rubbing against my fur was otherworldly.

I didn't waste any time knocking on Fluttershy's door.

My hand knocked on the door three times, but three quickly turned into thirty as the tiny dragon began crawling up the slope of my right breast, pinned along its front but still crawling up, driving me crazy with wonder to what he was planning. Soon enough, the door was opened. My hand came to my side, all the while tiny claws gripped at my tit.

That last one almost made me scream in Fluttershy's face.

“Oh dear!” Fluttershy's face was scrunched in concern as she pulled back the door, taking a step forward as she towered over me. It was funny: she was a few inches taller than me, along with a slightly bigger bust. While this used the bug the ever daylights outta me, having a bug in my own bust kept my head away from jealousy for once.

“Is something wrong? Oh, something is wrong, isn't it?” Fluttershy quickly scanned down my body. “You don't look hurt.” She tilted her head and gazed past my shoulder. “The town doesn't seem to be on fire, either.” She then gazed at me, still just as worried. “That must mean something terrible has happened!”

Fluttershy didn't waste any time throwing her arms around my shoulder and wrapping them around my neck, pulling me close to her chest as our busts collided. Fear crept down my body as I could feel the little twerp being crushed between our knockers but luckily, Spike’s shifting moment caused me to sigh in relief.

“You got nothing to worry about, 'Shy,” I said, and--deciding to give the dragon a treat of what was to come--threw my own slender arms around my friend and hugged her closely and tightly, making sure to squeeze my breasts against hers as hard as I could. I imagine it felt for Spike like being caught between the two softest pillows—especially when it came to Fluttershy. “Just thought I'd pop by and give you your daily dose of awesomeness.”

“Our daily visit?” Fluttershy asked, pulling away from the hug. I had to admit, even I missed feeling her up. “That why you were knocking so much? I thought something had happened!”

“Oh, that.” I took a step back, rubbing my legs even more than I was before—there was an itch deep in my pussy that needed to be scratched, and I knew exactly the dragon that was up for the task. “Listen, I have a bit of a surprise for you, but first...you cool if I use your bathroom?”

Fluttershy tilted her head quizzically, but stepped aside nonetheless.

I didn't have enough willpower left to give my thanks or anything like that. Quicky, I rushed past my friend and into her home, navigating myself through the familiar halls until soon reached my destination. My hand went to the bathroom door; I was so close to privacy. But then a giant gasp left my lips, and a moan soon followed.

The tiny dragon had himself perfectly pinned against the front of my right breast, and--after having grown some balls--stuck his cock inside one my milk ducts—the only thing that could take his size at this point. A part of me wanted to laugh as I looked down, catching the silhouette of his figure through the fabric of my bra.

Looking left and then right, I saw that the coast was clear. Without a second thought, I brought that same hand to my right breast, catching the dragon in my palm. I could feel him writhe against my hand, probably scared by how I could suddenly take hold of him. My palm must have been massive, and I imagined all the ways I could exert my power over him.

But, for now, I figured it'd probably be best to help the little guy out. I massaged my hand at my breast, pressing him further and deeper into my mammaries. A moan escaped my lips at having a tiny guy pressed against my titties. His entire body rubbed against them, his cock inside one, humping and thrusting with all of his meager might.

We both knew exactly where this was heading--only I hoped Spike was dragon enough to take a ride with a girl like me.

I was scared shitless when a sudden pressure began pressing from behind me, taking my whole body into its palm and pushing me into the breast—a feat I did not mind after a few seconds. The giant hand rubbed me up and down the massive tit, then left and then right, sometimes around and around—whatever way that made their master moan the loudest.

As for me, I wasn't sure who was getting the most out of them. There was more of Rainbow for me to enjoy than the other way around, though the dominance factor must have been driving her crazy by now. As she worked me into her breasts, a loud metallic click rang from the distance, and with a soft squeak, I heard a door open and then shut.

A light came on--a hand came off. My tiny world suddenly opened up, and even though I knew fingers would be coming for me, I wrapped my claws around the cyan tit and held on to it with all the strength that I possessed.

The fingers ripped me off right away, and my cock slid out of her with a pop.

On either side of me, the walls and fur of her cyan breasts followed me, pushed apart only by the hand that held me. Light became brighter in the valley between her breasts, and after I finally reached her cleavage I was treated to the massive throat of the girl who--just the day before--was merely a friend.

I blinked my eye in order to adjust to the big, or rather, normal world. My body shivered as my eyes cast themselves downward, back to the niche at the bottom of her tank top where I was safe and warm and supported by her boobs and held by her body. As I was brought through the air, I seriously contemplated keeping this size and letting Rainbow take me anywhere she pleased.

When I finally raised my eyes forward and prepared to feast upon the world once again, I was surprised to find that I was looking at myself. In a blink, there I was, being held by two slender fingers that were wrapped around my waist, their nails trim and the skin soft.

It was one thing to see how big the world was by my prescriptive, but another to see myself compared to this world. Rainbow's fingers, which were so small and unnoticeable, now held my entire body and dwarfed it in size. They could bring me up or hold me down if they so dared choose to.

One wouldn’t normally think about the control others had over one’s body, but when one is small, one begins to wonder if every part of someone has a mind of its own, like its aware of ‘tiny little you’ while its ‘master’ is distracted by something else.

This new understanding of the world and the giants of it drove me to a strange and scared sense of horny. As my eyes traced along the giant cyan wrist, I saw the massive figure of Rainbow Dash sitting down on the ground, causing everything to shake and tremble—at least to me.

“How's it hanging, small fry?” Rainbow said to me, or rather, the reflection of me. I don't know how she could make my figure out in the glass—I was nothing in contrast or comparison to her size. “Was the ride along the great Rainbow Dash everything you were hoping it to be?”

I wasn't sure what kind of answer to give to that, and--quite frankly--I was looking for more of a solution than an answer to my arousal. It only got worse and worse the more I gazed upon her, of just how tiny I was in comparison to her size. She looked normal in the mirror except whenever my gaze fell upon myself.

“It was...otherworldly,” I said without thinking. I was too far gone to try to hide my thought and feelings; no mere words could have protected me from the world. “Being with you was the best, and...I'm almost scared to leave you.”

“Aha! My boobs always do the trick.” Far below my feet, I saw her titanic blue legs parted, coming to opposites sides of the mirror. “So now that you're cool with being tiny, I take it you like being close to this giant serving of awesomeness, huh?”

“I...do,” I said as I kept looking into the mirror, finding my gaze lingering on the chest where I had spent so much time. “I was so close to finishing, and then you came in and—“

“Whoa! Dial it back there, shrimp.” Rainbow rolled her fingers, and thus, me as well. She hovered me over to her face. “Let's not forget you went for my tits before our little deal was struck. You should be thankful I even gave you a hand when it came to scoring second base.”

Rainbow may not have been sure of it when she brought me closer to her face, but she held me closer to her lips than before, which looked soft and firm--a monster of a tongue hiding behind them. Every so often, her mouth would stay open long enough for me to gaze into, losing myself to how big the cavern of her maw was and how easily the back of her throat could take me should such a situation arise.

If my claws weren't bound to my sides, I could have placed one on my chest to repress the beatings of my heart. Though, before my fears could intensify, the giant girl let out a sigh, a wave of warmth spreading over my body as I then noticed another detail: Rainbow's cheeks were beet red and the air smelled of her musk.

“But I didn't pull you out of my bra to give ya trouble, Spike.” Rainbow gave me a grin with a gaze that was soft and sultry, begging, or maybe beckoning for me to listen and to obey. “To be honest with you, no guy or girl before has ever driven me this crazy with arousal having you in my rack was just as good for me as it was for you.”

I blinked as I could slowly see where this was heading.

“Now that we made it to Shy's place, I was wondering if you'd like to try something more before I hand you off.” She brought her face even close, puckering her lips and making me flinch, though I quickly relaxed as her mouth engulfed me in a giant kiss—one that was gentle and caring, though not without a little nip on my scales. “You made it to second base with me, Spike,” she said as she pulled away, lowering my face to before her covered breasts once more, “but how would you like to finish the job?”

Rainbow didn't give me a lot of time to consider her words before her hand dropped faster than anytime before. In a flash, I soon found myself before her thunderous thighs, held just before the crotch of her shorts. Even without my reduced size, anypony could make out the wetness and the musk coming from behind her panties.

“I promise not to be too rough with ya,” Rainbow said to me from above, her face almost too blurry to see from the great distance that separated us. I took a deep breath, but the thick air of her scent only made my cock ache and throb. “I'll be taking the lead of course, but I'm sure there's plenty of ways for you to get off while inside of me.”

Rainbow then squeed at the idea.

“Can't you just imagine that? Being inside the Rainbow Dash!” I heard that tone in her voice, the one she spoke in whenever she caught herself in a new, positive light. It was self-serving, and yet, it didn't drain others, it filled them. It may have been because of how excited she could get—something I feared at this size.

“That's a prize no male can claim.” Rainbow giggled. “Or, at least, for the first time that is.” She glanced down at me, before letting her gaze skyrocketed. “Can't you imagine all the places you could fit and explore, where you could live and be with me?” I yelped as her hand flung me forward, pressing me against the fabric of her shorts. “You would be right up there against my panties, tight and along my curves, just a few inches away from my tight little pussy.”

I could smell her pussy, too. Her shorts, and panties for that matter, were wet enough that her pussy lips pressed against both of the fabrics—the folds moving and perfectly outlined. I gulped as they twitched, almost as if they knew they had a treat just before their mouths, and they were just drooling to get me.

“Imagine going about my weather duties with a tiny dragon resting in my panties?” Rainbow moaned at the idea as she began rubbing me up and down her crotch. My scales were quick to catch with her liquid, and even though I screamed for her to stop, a part of me, my cock mostly, enjoyed this far too much to call it a quits. The fabric of the shorts was soft, the panties softer, and every faint contact with her pussy lips gave me a glimpse as to what bliss was like. “You would just be lying back in my panties, always in sight of my pussy—something that I can't see but can feel. How fucking hot is that?”

I groaned as pre oozed from the tip of my dick. My amount of cum was impossible to tell apart from the giant girl's.

“To always know that I have a tiny guy looking at my pussy, even when I'm not hot and bothered.” Rainbow began to moan louder whenever my body made contact with her pussy lips, and whether she meant to or not, I found my face and body pressed deeper and harder into her crotch. “My panties wouldn't be as hot as they are now, so you could last the entire day in there. Huaa! The whole day!”

How was it possible, when being rubbed into the giant crotch of one of the hottest girls around, my cock and my mind still choose to focus on the mental image Rainbow is painting with her vanity? Worse yet, why was I hoping her words of fantasy would actuallybecome a reality?

“Spending the whole day in my panties as I went about my life,” Rainbow said, smirking. “Now tell me that wouldn't be awesome? Always getting to gaze at my amazing pussy, to lick my lips and rub my folds whenever you pleased, giving me something to look forward to while I'm on my shift.”

The speed, in which, I was being rubbed against Rainbow's crotch soon began to decrease. My face was pulled away from the fabric, and I breathed in the air as quickly as I could manage, but my respite didn't last long as I was soon pulled forward, pressing against her cyan abdomen.

“Even if that got boring, you wouldn't even have to stay in my panties!” Rainbow said as she leaned back further along the wall, getting into a pose I knew far too well from my dirty magazines. She was getting ready to get herself off, only, it seemed like she forgot she had someone else joining in. “If you really wanted to, you could hoist yourself up my folds, and then crawl inside my pussy!”

My gaze traveled up along the massive cyan belly, up to distant tank top, where the rack that was once my home blocked any sight of the face of the one that was supposed to care for me. The fingers around my waist began to tug me downward, causing me to fling my claws and grab on to her belly, but nothing was strong or long enough to prevent my descent—didn't stop me from struggling, though.

I glanced down at my feet to the sight below me.

Rainbow had brought her other hand down, having pulled down her shorts so that they hung about her thighs. Her grey panties were taut against her skin and fur, but the fingers of her other hand were pulling back the elastic of its front, creating an inch of space—perfect for nothing else but myself.

And just like that, the fingers around my waist slipped from around me. Once more, I was falling through the air, not plummeting to my death, but like before, something close to it. The towering, giant blue body blurred around me as I fell, feeling a gaze during my descent. With my last glance of freedom, I looked up to find the face of Rainbow Dash, looking down at me from over her chest, lips in a smirk and her rose-colored eyes watching my form with the utmost attention—she had her tongue sticking out a little bit.

Suddenly, my world became very dark and very tight, and my back collided with something very soft and wet. I found myself sliding down along the slope of her grey panties, my top and its front still held open, allowing both light in and my possible escape. I didn't waste any time to get to my feet, but with how fast I was moving, my sudden movement caused me to bounce on the slope of the panties, not too high, but high enough to get myself caught between her two, thin blue folds.

“I knew it! You wanna get inside of me as badly as I want ya in there.” Rainbow leaned forward more, the shuffle of her bottom causing my world inside her panties to shake. I tried to not let myself be phased, choosing instead to grab each of her folds with a claw, and work my way up along her slit. If I was lucky, I could crawl out of her panties with just the cum on my back. “You don't have to sweat trying to play it nice or cool, little dude.” Her titanic face hovered over the opening of her panties, as close as she could come, which, quite honestly, was scary beyond belief.

I felt so small and so perverted that I was clinging to this women's pussy. That she had her fingers holding back her waistband, that she was watching me while I was stuck in the tiny world that her body created, and just how cool she was with all of this. “You're always been cool in my books, and, heck, I may even have a thing for you.” She waved her free hand. “You probably already have a thing for me, so we won't sweat that exchange—the only thing we'll be sweating is havin' sex!”

Rainbow smiled down at me, and in lowering her other hand into her panties, brought her fingers to the back of my head and body, and a second later, pressing my body into her folds. “Anything you wanna try is cool with me.” She tapped the back of my body. “Just have fun eating out my awesome pussy, little guy.”

The fingers began to raise out of my confines, and in a flash of genius, I reach out for one of her slender fingers. My claws swung up and missed their mark, as I was forced to watch the hand leave her panties, and a second later, the fingers that were holding the elastic of her waistband back finally let go, and the snap resounded from above me.

All at once, the world inside her panties became dim and tight, as the fabric was now taut all around her skin. It didn't help that I was sandwich between both the silky fabric and the softness of the cyan pussy, which only started to wink more and more as nothing now separated it from its treat.

I could just imagine how all this looked from Rainbow's perspective—how I was making the bulge in her panties. I tried not to focus on the outside world, the one I was too small to deal with, and decided instead to take care of the things that were inside my control—even if I wasn't really up for the task.

“You going to hurry up in there, Spike?” the voice of Rainbow boomed from outside the panties, but not only that, seemed to reverberate through her pussy as well. It was an interesting effect, one that made me squirm, much to the pleasure of the giant that trapped me. “I'm sitting here with my legs uncrossed, waiting for you to do something. You keep a girl waiting, and you may not like what she does in response."

And just like that, the choice was robbed from me once more.