A Giant Threesome

~ 12 ~

Journey Across the Ass

“So, do you think you can do it?” the voice came from over my shoulder. “Or are you too tiny to make it across to the other side?”

I stood on the slim expanse of her lower back, yellow fur tickling my feet. In front of me was the biggest ass crack I'd ever seen on the girl, reaching up high, higher than any tree, two mounds of butterscotch contrasted by the trio of pink butterflies that adorned them both.

The valley stretched on into blurriness—if I walked into her crack, there was a good chance I wasn't coming out. Fear nestled itself in my chest, adrenaline coursed through my veins, arousal oozed out my cock.

“Now, I know you're supposed to please me all by yourself,” the voice came again, and this time, I glanced over my shoulder—the half of the giant face of Fluttershy was looking at me, eye half-lidded and lips in a smirk. “But I'm willing to lend a hand if you need it.” She giggled, booming in my ear. “Besides, I don't think you'll be able to split my butt with those small arms of yours.”

I opened my mouth to defend myself, when, in a split second, her smirk turned into a smile—eyebrow raising. She was trying to rile me up. Playing at my ego to get me back into action. My mouth closed and my lips smirked.

This girl knew me.

Perhaps she knew me a little too well.

I turned my head forward and lifted my palm into the air. “Just you wait. I cover every inch of you if I have to.”

“I'm glad to hear that,” Fluttershy replied. “I'll be watching, so don't keep a girl waiting for too long, okay?”

I nodded. Taking a step forward into the base of her butt, I saw that the fur was just as yellow and clean here, my heart steadying in response, though my first hiccup in my adventure made itself apparent. At the top of her ass, her cheeks were tightly pressed together, so much so, not even my small height could pass through easily.

“Are you clenching down here?!” I shouted without looking back.

“Maybe!” Fluttershy replied. “But that shouldn't stop you... unless you're not dragon enough to take on my butt!”

“Oh,” I chuckled, putting a claw on each of her cheeks, feeling them sink slightly into the fur. “Trust me,” I whispered, “you don't have to be a dragon to wanna take on your ass.” With a mighty pant, my claws pushed apart her cheeks, not by much, but enough to create a small gap for me to slip inside of. “Let's just hope you won't finish to the idea of me being in here.”

The walls of her ass towered over me. Light faded from behind me; darkness was filling in-front of me. The surface of her cheeks was just as soft as her breasts, though a different kind of softness—a bit more firm underneath pressure, still enveloped around me all the same.

“I just can't believe it!” Fluttershy's voice rumbled from outside her cheeks, the ground shaking at my feet. “I have a tiny dragon walking across my butt, unaware I can do something like THIS!” At that playful remark, the wall crush in around me, enveloping me. Lifted from the ground of her crack, something stirred from my crotch, and when I gazed down, saw that her ass had my cock sandwiched against my stomach. “How does it feel, Spikey?”

Fluttershy

There was just no other feeling like it!

I could feel him! I could feel his tiny struggles from on my body, from my rump much less! Just yesterday, I'd cry when I tried to speak to him, and now, I have the love of my life trying to survive every time I clamp my cheeks!

It was all so perverted. This wasn't the way I'd imagine things would have gone at all. I'd thought I'd finally work up the courage to invite him for a long walk, and then another and another, learning to let my walls down while I was around him.

Then, when I was ready, I would ask him out for a date, and if things went well, then we would have even more dates! They would be nice, and he would be polite—maybe risking a kiss once we were entirely comfortable with one another. It would take months, maybe years to get to all that touching stuff, and I was more than okay with that—even if he had a beautiful chest and nice butt.

Now! He was small, smaller than my finger, caught in the crack of my butt, trying to fight against every time I so much as clenched my cheeks. Why wasn't I feeling sorry about this? We had agreed to this, all right, but it still felt wrong to dominate a guy with my ass alone!

Oh my, did it feel good.

I was a small girl, smaller than most, and the dragon I had a crush on was twice my height. It's hard living in the shadow of others, especially when my voice is too timid to be picked up. I've always wanted to feel big and strong, so I could get the things I wanted out of life, and while being around my friends helped me to become better, it never got me what I truly wanted out of life.

But finding tiny Spike on my bed?

That changed everything.

I'd never felt powerful before in my life. I didn't even know it was a feeling I was capable of! But when I had Spike standing on my palm, being lifted through the air because of me—it was hard not to feel something welling in my chest. More and more, the idea of having a tiny dragon was turning me on, and when I caught him with something as simple as my chest, I knew that I was worth something.

I never paid much thought to my chest before, and now, it had Spike trapped. He was unable to leave me, forced to go wherever with me. It made him happy, too, to be stuck in my...rack. I knew I had bigger ones than most, but to Spike, I must of had the biggest he had ever seen!

I felt something in my butt, and in turning my head, almost giggled at the sight. I looked down along my body, something was small and not very special, but to the dragon, was like the tallest building up in Manehatten. The bed was quite small as well, and yet, it was enormousin his world. But there, in-between the cheeks of my butt, I saw him there, the tiny dragon pushing forward, shuffling along my crack despite the clenches of my ass.

I loved him for that. No matter what was thrown his way, he may whine or joke about it, but would always find a way forward—and as far as I could tell, he had yet to complain about my butt. My bottom lip tucked inward as I remembered back to when I was holding him, when I got to see for the first time what a dragon's penis looked like.

I licked at my lip—was he not complain about how unfair I was being because he was getting off to it? I giggled at the thought, being happy instead of mad about it, overjoyed that I could be making him feel better in any way. I wanted him to enjoy me as much as I was enjoying him, though with how wet my pussy was getting at the whole situation, I wasn't sure how possible that was going to be.

I had to fight against finishing myself off. My lips were still wet from when I'd pump my fingers, and the movements of the dragon caught between my ass cheeks causing for only more cum to dribble from my pussy. Still, I enjoyed what I had now.

I kept my gaze down on my ass, my cheeks sticking out. I'd always had a big bottom, but I wasn't aware of it until Spike had slipped through my crack—I could see his movement when my cheeks jiggled a little. And, of course, I felt every step he took.

I started to feel a bit more devious with my little games. My left hand came off from the side of the bed, traveling down my back and to my ass, and, in cupping my left cheek, I pulled it back slightly to peer into my crack.

Wouldn't you know it? I had a tiny dragon in there!

I wonder how it must have looked to him, to have a giant face of the girl you were on hover high above you, gazing down at the ass you were on, the cheeks you were trapped between. Did it hurt him with humiliation to know he was being dominated by a small girl's butt? To be looked down at, smiled at, because of how sweet it looked to see a dragon unable to escape an ass crack?

It must have hurt him a little, so I let my cheek close slightly, pinning him once more.

“Are you having fun down there?” I asked him. His tiny body wiggled, his arms pinned at his sides. He then looked up at me, his sharp snout and piercing eyes still clear to me, and in a second, my heart faltered—the things I loved him for still shocked my heart, even now. “You look very cool in there, even if you're trapped in my bottom.”

“It's the only kind of bottom I'd like to be trapped in,” Spike said with a chuckle, shaking his head. “But aren't we cheating right now? I thought you said I wasn't allowed to get any help.”

“And you're not,” I said sharply, masking my fear. “But there isn't any rule against helping myself! I'd just enjoy the ride if I were you.” My fingers let go of my cheek before he could reply, smothering him with my ass—the only way I could get away from him while my heart slowed down.

Even at a small size, I was having trouble working up the courage to love Spike.

I took my rump into my hand, then, without warning, squeezed it, grouping it as my filled my fingers with my fur, working myself left and right. I moaned at the sensation—it wasn't the hand I wanted to touch me, but did cause the one I did to touch me a lot more.

Spike was caught in the middle of my ministration, being worked up and down my ass crack, enveloped by my cheeks and then threw away, suffering in pure envelopment whenever I decided to be cheeky and clench my cheeks.

I moaned up into the air. Spike was caught deep in my ass, beating his tiny claws into my ass, pushing me off just for me to push back. It was so small and cute that he thought that he could take me, that my ass alone wouldn't be enough to hold him back—despite holding him tight as I clenched my hardest. A dirty idea took me then, one that involved letting my cheek split apart, and him falling inside my ass hole.

I could feel it, too. The impact of him falling, feet slipping inside of me, the shock that would rock him, the struggle to push against me to get out—just a little use of my muscles and I would pull him in, slowly, and watch while all this would happen. He'd look up to me confused, up at my massive face to him, and my lips would stretch into a smile—I'd blow a kiss, then he'd be sucked inside of me.

But I knew I had to keep my fantasies locked away... at least for now.

Movement rocked from inside my butt again. My eyebrow raised as I glanced back down at my butt, and though I had it tight, I saw movement rippling along my crack. Laughter escaped me—he was fighting through my ass crack even when it was impossible.

I'm not ashamed to say some liquid dribbled out of me at that.

Spike

Fluttershy was kicking up the notches.

I loved her ass. There wasn't a butt in the world I'd rather be inside. Around me, the wall of her furry ass crack enveloped me, filling out along my body. It even pushed against my cock, which poked back into her flesh—I'd rock my hips a few times to ride out the arousal building in my shaft.

But things were starting to get more intense as I found a way to push through her cheeks. 'Shy wasn't playing fair in the slightest, meaning I'd have to start doing the same. Even when she held me in a clutch, it wasn't so bad the closer I was to her body: meaning I'd have to crawl along her actual crack to make it out of this.

I didn't mind the plan in the slightest.

So, when he released her cheek, my body fell against her natural slope, keeping close to her body. Heat permeated from the yellow ground, hot enough to almost make me sweat, though it wasn't entirely unpleasant. Not only that, but the sight from down here was otherworldly.

I glanced up. The walls of her ass climbed high into the sky, each cheek developing in slope the further it went along. Whenever the cheeks clenched around me, the air and light were snuffed out from above as they joined together, forming a solid wall of flesh and fur.

But when they exasperated?

That's when the magic happened.

Fluttershy had a big booty to begin with, so even near the top, her cheeks tended to stick together. But sometimes, when they parted, the light of the world beyond her butt would flood in—the massive ceiling fan blurred by the distance between us. The imagery was enough to for me to grind my hips along the ass crack, to turn to my side and thrust my cock against the side of her butt cheek.

Fluttershy laid forward on her bed, much like a girl reading a book, with nothing special about her posture. Someone could walk into the room, talk with her quickly, then leave without thinking anything of it.

But if someone were to examine her ass? They wouldn't think anything of it at first—besides how big and firm it was—but if they pulled back her cheek, they would find a tiny dragon trapped in her ass crack. This world was massive to me and typical to everyone else; Fluttershy could even forget about me and have me trapped in her ass for forever.

I wasn't going to let that happen, though, as I still had a job to do first. I crawled further down her crack, feeling the walls still trying to trap me, and they come together just over my head, a weight so massive that it crushed into my back, it was only enough to slow my movements.

After a few seconds of crawling, I came across something I wasn't expecting.

Fluttershy's ass hole slipped into my vision from below me. My heart leaped at the sight, though I calmed myself down, breathing deeply and slowly. It was round, thankfully clean, and about half the size of my body—the only things smaller than me today.

But it could still eat me. Without a doubt, one claw or leg, and I'd be sucked in and held. I gazed down at my cock as it twitched in response to that idea, and I wasn't sure if the idea of being trapped inside an ass was actually appealing, or if my cock just wanted to be stuffed inside of something ASAP.

Shaking my head, I crawled over the hole, saving that idea for another time. If I was coming across that now, then that meant I was soon reaching the end of her ass, and if I were lucky, I would win this little game of ours. So I kept forward, on my claws and my knees, surrounded by tons of ploughy tush, all of which could crush me into paste with one wrong clench.

I should have worried about where I was instead.

Light filled in-between the cheeks ahead. The slope below me was changing, becoming sharper and steeper. Chancing it, I stood up, feeling the cheeks on either side of me clench against me, though I held my claws out in a vain attempt to hold them back.

“Isn't this great?” I said to myself, never expecting to hold back the walls of girl's ass before. An idea struck me, one I wasn't entirely sure would to my benefit. “Eh, fuck it.”

I pulled my arms back, the walls of her yellow cheeks closing in on me, and in the split-second of freedom, I used it to throw myself forward—out from the valley of her cheeks and into the open air. The fur of her ass caught at my ankle, though my momentum let me slipped away.

Slip away to what?

Slip away into the open air past 'Shy's huge ass, where the fall was to the bed below, a tight area made by her long legs alone. I'd made through the valley of her ass all on my own, but in my haste to make it to the other side, I'd forgotten one critical difference between a giant and me.

The mattress was only an inch below Fluttershy's ass.

But the thing is: an inch to them was a mile to me.

I gulped as air rushed past me and I began to nosedive.

Fluttershy

My heart almost leaped through my chest.

I felt when Spike stood in my crack—I wanted to catch him one last time. I wasn't expecting him to jump, and even more than that, just how far below the mattress was too him. My bed was soft, but was it thin enough to break his fall?

I went to reach for him, but he'd already fallen by the time I moved my hand. There wasn't a sound to be heard, a movement to be felt, and after that, I had a hard time feeling my heart. I lifted myself, hoping to turn around and search across the mattress, but back down when I thought of something—what if I crushed the poor dragon without meaning too?

So I laid forward, kept still, and waited.

I don't know what I was expecting to happen, but it was better this and hoping then harming him. I knew I couldn't lay here forever—eventually, I'd have to get up, but not a moment sooner than that. I felt silly and scared, the lips of my pussy still drooling with cum, though I wasn't in the mood to finish myself up.

But someone else was.

I gasped as something sharp pinched into the folds of my pussy.

My heart leaped. “Spike! You're alright!”

I went to go pick him up when I realized I couldn't—I had a rough idea of where he was, but one wrong move, and he would still be just as crushed. I waited for him to do something, climb me or find a safe place to hide away—anything that would ensure no harm came to him again.

Which was why I almost cried when I felt himself climb up on my folds.

“You seriously want to go through with this!?” I almost shouted, biting my lower lip at my volume. “But it's dangerous! You're not hurt at all?” He was too far away beneath my crotch for me to hear his reply, but I did feel it. “Oh! You feel so good down there.”

Spike felt good down there. I wondered how it all looked to him, having fallen between my massive legs, coming to his feet and looking up, all to see my gigantic crotch hovering over him. It brought a blush to my cheeks to think he probably landed in a puddle I had created, and even after that, wanted to finish the job he'd started.

“Alright Spike, you're back on!” I said, moaning as I felt his tiny little claws push the lips of my pussy apart. Something then filled past them, nothing big enough as to stretch me, but the feeling was familiar—the little dragon had put his legs inside of me. “Aren't we getting adventurous! Hope you're holding on tight, because I'm about to lend you a hand!”

This felt so dirty—the love of my life was clinging to the lips of my pussy, and while I thought this would happen after a more romantic evening, I was too horny to care anymore. My body arched enough for me to snake a hand through my chest and underneath my belly, feeling it coming close to the center of my crotch.

Then, ever so slightly, my hand pressed along the slope of my crotch. I gasped as little Spike's back rubbed against my palm, sinking inside my pussy the more pressure I applied on him. Without meaning too, I flicked my hips, needing to feel more of his body splitting apart my pussy lips, wanting his feet to kick around at my walls. I didn't feel any restraint on his part, so I flicked my hips again, then, again and again, getting to a steady rhythm as my fingers traced along the fur of my vulva.

Spike was pressed up and down with every cycle, never escaping the plane of my hand as I kept him locked in place. He was smaller than any dildo I'd ever had, but knowing I had a dragon sticking out of my pussy, a living being trapped inside of me beat any toy I could purchase.

“Oh Spike! You're in me!” My body wiggled along the bed, giving me more room to touch myself with. Inches above the bed, my lips were attacked by my fingers, rubbing up and down their length. My palm kept smashing into my crotch, each smack harder than the last, sending the tiny dragon deeper into me. “I can't even imagine how this must look to you! Caught by my pussy, trapped by my hand, struggling to please just a single girl!”

The fantasies never ended. I wanted to see how he looked—how a tiny dragon, trapped between two lips of a pussy, looked like upside down. How did it all look from his prescriptive? To be surrounded by two gigantic thighs, below the ass that once held him, all a part of a girl that was beyond a giant to him?

The idea, more than the act itself, made my pussy wet.

“I... I can't do this!” My hands stopped at my crotch, giving myself a second to breathe. Then, I began to flip myself on the bed. “I need to see you!”

Spike

The drop was pretty scary.

Not falling to your death scary, but having the: “Oh shit, I'm falling. My heart is beating. One of these giant legs may squish me.”

I landed alright. The blue of the mattress filled my vision—even before I smacked face first into it. It shot my body into the air a couple of times, wind whizzing past me. My stomach lost all feeling while airborne, but luckily, on the bed, a puddle of something wet and sticky caught to my scales, holding me back more and more after every bounce. After the last one, when I landed on my ass at the center of the puddle, I lifted my wrist to my snout, sniffed, and moaned at the scent of Fluttershy immediately.

Didn't leave much to the imagination as to where I had fallen, though.

Looking up, the sides of two long, slender legs decimated the corners of my vision. No, seriously, the legs were like yellow barrels that filled the sky, each one impressing massively into the mattress—so deep, that I could easily slip inside the indention if I weren't careful.

But maybe it didn't matter if I wasn't careful—Fluttershy was lifting off the bed, a giantess moving that rocked my world, though as her body lifted slowly from the bed, it soon dropped a second later. She must have known what would happen if she wasn't careful, and decided not to risk my safety.

I chuckled as I playfully shook my head—still a step ahead of Rainbow Dash.

Though all this left the problem of getting back into contact. Glancing over my shoulder, the long trail of her ankles carried down to the end of the bed, a good ten minute walk to her feet, then double that time to walk along her legs, through her ass crack again, across her back, then a period of jumping to hook my claws onto one of her ears.

All that sounded like a lot of work. My cock was still painfully erect between my legs, denied its release between the biggest pair of ass cheeks, forced to endure gazing at the beautiful display, the giant women that dwarfed over me, around me, all in the span of her tiny little bed.

So was it any surprise that, instead of going the safe path, I walked forward instead? Traveling between her massive legs, where some light from above shined down, to deeper between them, where her crotch hung in the air.

From the moment I touched down, I saw it, her yellow pussy that hovering slightly off the bed. Because Fluttershy wasn't allowed to move, she left her bottom exposed to me, her fantastic crotch and her quivering pussy. Cum dripped past her folds and collected lazily into the sheets.

My cock throbbed more and more at the idea of being beneath a towering pussy. Stopping just below it, I took a moment to appreciate my standing in life, in the shadow of a pussy that snuffed all light from around me, that could take me, that's owner dwarfed me in such a colossal way that no comparison would be adequate to describe it.

And all this turned me on way too fucking much.

Deciding to be creative, I began to bounce on the mattress, leaping into the air, jumping higher than the one before, watching as her distant cunt became closer with every jump, until finally, my flaws gripped the buzzed fur of her crotch—holding it desperately as the rest of my body clung to the slope of her mound.

“Spike! You're alright!”

I didn't bother replying. Her crotch shook slightly. Above me, her slit was slick, the yellow mounds on either side of it as soft as I remembered them being. Slowly, I filled my claw with her fur, clutching them I as pulled myself along her slope, the lips of her pussy growing larger as they stretched ever upward. Her clit peeked out from its hold, small and pink, covered in fur. If I squinted my eyes, I could see the expanse of her belly.

“Does this count as mountain climbing?” I asked myself after pulling myself to the base of her pussy. I placed my claw on both of her folds, letting them take my weight as I brought my feet into the air, relying on my core muscles as I then put them on her mounds—take a stance akin to someone climbing the side of a mountain. “Eh. Even if it did, no one would respect my mountain of choice.”

I shook my head. “Why do I keep talking to myself?”

I pulled the bottom of the lips apart. They twitched but kept open all the same.

“What are you there?!” her voice boomed from outside the space created by her bottom alone—much like someone speaking into a microphone. My feet walked up the slope of her crotch, then, with the opening I held open, inserted them into the bottom of her pussy, letting them sink into the familiar tunnel. “You—mmmmhmm—seriously want to go through with this?” The contraction of her pussy pulled at my feet, sucking me deeper past her folds. My groin caught against the top of her tiny hole, which clamped on my cock, applying the pressure and lucubration it ached for.

I blinked. Above me, the massive cheeks of her ass stood in the air, sometimes clenching in tandem with my movements. She was having trouble containing herself, and I was going to be the one to help her with that. It still felt weird to let a pussy swallow me again, but the feeling grew on me—plus it was for a friend.

What I wasn't expecting, however, was for the giant to start moving. Her body ever so slightly lifted from the bed—the differences of the mattress fading into blurriness below to me. On her mounds, my claws slipped, rocked too much by her movement—enough of me was inside of her pussy for it hold me up.

Think about that. A girl's pussy, above all other things, was able to hold the weight of a dragon, even with half of him sticking out of her—muscles strong enough to keep him clamped and satisfied. Hard not to when the lips of a giant pussy stretched forever upward before me.

I did slide around from the rocking, though, so that I was facing downward—seeing the length of her legs and the blurry sheets below. Trusting the rock-hard grip on my legs, I used my core to pull myself up a bit—just enough to gaze down her crotch, past the long expanse of her stomach, to where her enormous breasts were pressed into a pillow. An arm was caught between them

Also, a hand was flying toward me.

The giant fingers passed over my head, casting a veil of darkness over the crotch. The palm hovered over me, unmoving, like it was aware of my preciseness, where I was, how I looked—all information its owner wanted to see and know. These moments got to me, the ones where the giant didn't know where I was, but their hand or their pussy did—entities that gained a life of its own.

Celestia knows that, when I grow back, I won't be able to see the same parts of my friends the same again.

Shit. I spent too long thinking. Without screaming, I watched the hand come down on me, catching my head in its palm as it smacked against the lips of her crotch. Everything became dark, and her fur was really soft. I tried catching my breath, sucking only her musk into my lungs—it drove me crazy with lust.

The hand moved. Not a lot at first, rubbing up and down her lips, a wet smacking sound seeping into my ears. My body rolled inside her tunnel, pressing against her walls, causing them to clamp harder onto me. A moan roared from the giant, rumbling through her body and pussy.

“Alright! We're back on then!” Fluttershy's groin rocked harder against her palm, gentle around my head, but rocking me in and out of her hungry cunt. Soon, she was just flicking her hips, bucking her crotch into her palm, fucking me with just a hand alone. “Mmhm! I just can't believe I have you in me!”

Fluttershy's crotch kept hammering down on her hand, slamming me deeper past her pussy lips every time, the long slit and the blurry world beyond it making my vision. The upside down view of her crotch might be my last sight of life in the chance I was crushed or shot too deeply inside of her.

She was straight up dry humping her hand down. She fucked me at the same time, sending me deeper into her pussy, rocking me against her walls, not letting me fully be inserted into her pussy. Was she just teasing me at this point? Allowing me be worked against her cunt with a hand alone, the most embarrassing spot for a dragon to be caught, dominated with little choice but to endure?

“That's it!” her voice came, her hand stopped, and her body turned. Her crotch and distant thighs blurred as my world spun, following in suit of my host, a tower of yellow turning around in her bed. It happened too quickly, and the idea of explaining the transition made me want to hurl. “I have to see you!”

Her entire body shifted and took me along for the ride. When the movement stopped, I was looking down again, watching the giant ass scoot back into the bed, feeling light on me again. Half of me was still in her pussy, so I grabbed each of her folds and used them to turn myself onto my back.

I promptly let go at the sight above me.

My stomach felt hollow as I laid back. I was sticking out the girl's pussy, gazing up along the slope of her crotch, which now opened to her stomach, stretching almost endlessly upward, capped by the underside of a pair of gigantic breasts—the size of planets from down here.

“You look so cute!” Fluttershy's face was utterly massive, occupying most of the sky. She was smiling, bringing the tip of her finger down to the opening of her slit, scratching her nail against the back of my head. “A dragon caught between my legs! You can't escape me, can you?”

I couldn't. The contractions of her pussy held me too tightly, and no matter how hard I tried, I wouldn't be able to break free of them. Glee crossed her face at my silence. Then I became smothered by the flesh of yellow as she rubbed her thighs together, grinding me further against the length of her furry vulva.

“Good!” her voice rumbled through the thickness of her thighs. “Because you'll be going inside of me next!”