A Giant Threesome

~ 7 ~

Journey Inside the Giant's Feelings

The lips were soft. Softer than soft. Like fleshly pillows caressing my scales, my limbs and my face, enveloping all of me. The yellow lips impressed as I leaned into them, taking my weight, my exhaustion as I sunk into it.

My legs ached and my arms were sore. At any second, it felt like I could collapse, and I almost did, letting myself fall into the plush bed that was her lips. It didn't dawn on me to be anxious, to be confused or scared of them opening, because my mind was cloudy, and I trusted Fluttershy too much to think.

The giant lips were pursed, sucking at me slightly, kissing me gently. It drained me, the kiss, taking away everything inside of me, my fear and my dread, comforting the emptiness that was left, the peaceful hollowness that occupied my body.

I sighed, and having my body sink to her lips, pressed my own against them. I could feel it, the layer of fur that coated them, each strand tickling my scales. Her chin shifted in response, though she didn't stop kissing me, and I didn't stop myself from kissing back.

Heavenly. My face sunk into her upper-lip, its flesh filling out around my head, like a blanket pulled over me. I wasn't sure what came over me, the sudden urge to kiss the giant, beautiful girl, but once her lips had enveloped me, a sensation washed over me, and I couldn't fight it. I couldn't beat the impulse to do the same thing back—to throw my body at her lips to make some kind of connection back.

It seemed like a common theme, but once again, I lost track of time, only this time, I didn't care for the passing seconds or the beatings of my heart. Everything that had happened, the abuse and the entrapment—suddenly it didn't matter anymore. Not when Fluttershy had me in her lips.

Which was why I was so sad when she pulled back.

I stumbled back a few feet. I found myself standing at the center of her palm, my body drained from being emptied. In the distance, her face loomed, big and smilingly gently, her soft yellow cheeks tinted by a bright pink.

We stared into each other's eyes.

In that moment, it didn't matter the difference in size and scale between us, or how I stood merely on her held palm like a miniature toy. Our eyes transcended everything physical. I was the boy looking at the girl; she was the girl looking at the boy.

And then, just like that, we both blinked, turned our heads, and dived straight into the awkward. Below my feet, I could almost feel the blood quickening in her veins.

“Um...” Fluttershy turned her head, gazing at me once again. “I... uhm...”

I cleared my throat. “D-Don't worry about it.” My shoulders dropped. “I really needed that...a lot.”

Her smiled beamed. Below, she crossed her legs inward as she sat up. She raised her other hand, palm up, slowly pressing its side into the one I was one, forming a bigger stage for me to stand on.

The stability was appreciated.

“Um,” Fluttershy hesitated with her words, though her tone was stronger now. “Did you still want to talk about your feelings?” I clenched my left eye at her choice of words, causing shock to flash across her expression. “I mean, you don't have to.” She gulped. “But I would really like to hear them, if that's okay.”

Most of today showed me that I had to be on my guard, that I had to talk up my worth, to back up my words, to show that I wasn't afraid of the giants around me, or else they could really cause me some harm. Everything that I did to maintain my survival and my worth demanded that I keep quiet about all this.

“Scared,” I said, shaking my head. “If you wanna know what I've felt all this time, beneath my anger and bravo, then it's scared. Terrified, actually.” I sighed and stepped toward her finger. “Everything is massive to me. Your finger towers over me, and if you wanted to, you could crush me with just your pinkie.” My heart accelerated at the idea, my legs becoming weak, and I lean into said finger for support. “I pretended with Rainbow that she didn't scare me, but she did.”

Fluttershy inched her face closer, but kept her distance.

“It's just...it got to me, you know?” Leaning against her finger, I looked down. “Knowing that if Rainbow so much as flicked her fingers, that I'd be turned into paste. She knew it, but I pretended that something like that didn't bother me, and she wasn't so sure of her superiority.”

“Superiority?” Fluttershy gently repeated.

“Yeah.” The word caught in my mind as well, causing me to look back up. “When Rainbow came to pick me up, it dawned on me just how much smaller I was to her, to everyone. I'd been a shrimp before, and after my growth spurt, I thought being tall made me a proper dragon, that being taller than all you girls finally gave me my edge.”

“And then Twilight shrunk you,” Fluttershy said, “and now you don't have anything holding you up.”

“Besides your palms, at least,” I said with a chuckle, and she giggled in response. I turned slightly, letting my back rest against her finger. “Anyone ever tell you you're good at listening?”

“All the time,” she replied, “though it's only because I'm too scared to talk.”

We shared a laugh.

I glanced down at my feet. “But, yeah. So Rainbow showed up, and I was just plain scared of her. But it wasn't all because of fear.” I glanced over at Shy to see her large eyebrow arch. “To be honest with you, Rainbow is smoking hot—and then she started to flirt, and I had to do the same to keep up appearances.”

Fluttershy blinked. “You...you haven't been with a girl before?”

I blinked as well—her tone sounded almost hopeful. “Nah. Always wanted to get into a relationship with someone, but I was too busy wasting away in my room to do anything about it.” I sighed, but it was with a smile. “Today was the first day I ever got close with a girl—no offense.”

Fluttershy's blushed at the comment, but didn't shy away from it either.

“So when I had Rainbow towering over me, offering me to put her in her rack—I was just plain confused as to what to do,” I continued. “Every inch of me wanted nothing more than to dive in her cleavage, and yet, my legs were buckling as they wanted nothing more than to run out of her shadow.” I cracked my neck left and then right. “So, I thought that if I was clever enough with my words, that I could maintain some control over her, to show her that I wasn't afraid.”

“That you weren't scared?”

I nodded.

“Tell me,” Fluttershy began slowly and carefully, “are you still afraid?”

I tilted my head at the question, but ultimately shook my head. “No. With Rainbow, I had to be on my guard—even inside her panties, I couldn't let her get to me.” I inhaled sharply. “But with you? I don't mind being vulnerable.”

Fluttershy's face grew as it drew closer. Her eyes hovered a few feet above my head, and her lips were just before my eyes. By magic, her smile became warmer the closer it became. Then, with a steady breath, she spoke. “I know you're not mad about it anymore, but I'm sorry that you...got trapped inside of me.”

I shook my head. “After what I just pulled, you don't owe me an apology. Besides, this whole mess is Rainbow's mess.”

“...not entirely.”

I blinked. “What?”

“What Rainbow did is inexcusable!” Fluttershy added, before pulling her palms, my ground, back by an inch. “But...she might have done all this because of me.”

“Well,” I replied, struggling to find the right words, “she did make the deal of taking me to you for...something I'd rather not talk about.” I hiccuped as Rainbow's and I's deal re-entered my memory. “But yeah. She wanted to get me here really badly.” My eyes narrowed. “Especially at this size.”

Fluttershy pulled me away further/

“Hey,” I said gently as I stepped off from her finger. Standing tall, I gazed into her giant eyes, the same ones that immediately looked left. “What's going on? What are you hiding?”

Fluttershy retreaded behind the waterfall of her mane. Only the left of half of her face was visible.

“C'mon, you can trust me,” I said, stepping forward. “You were willing to listen to me whine for a moment. I can do the same for you.”

Seconds passed.

“I... uhm...” Fluttershy's face pulled out from her hair, inch by inch, and her eyes settled on me only for a moment. “...it's embarrassing.”

“And I got thrown and trapped inside a girl's cleavage and panties,” I replied, smiling. “I don't think you can match what happened after those two.” My smile dropped. “Seriously, I'm here for you.”

She seemed to consider my words. “You p-promise not to get mad?”

“I promise.” I nodded. “I got mad at you before, and I'm still hating myself for it.” I placed my claw on her finger, rubbing up and down for support. “You helped me get over my need for control. The least I can do is help you get over whatever is troubling you.”

Fluttershy tucked in her lips, and for a second, I was left hanging.

Then she parted her lips. “...I still can't believe you're standing in my hands.”

“I know.” I marched my feet for comical effect. “Any other size, and this would be considered rude.” I squinted my eyes. “You still haven't told me what's wrong yet.”

Fluttershy winced, her hair swaying in the air. “It's just, you were so tall!”

I raised an eyebrow. “I know? I mean, it's kinda the whole reason for my break-down.” I shook my head. “Fluttershy, what—“

“And I just could never talk to you!” Fluttershy suddenly exclaimed, causing me to hug her finger. “You were always away in your room! And, and, when you did come out, you were always so tall! I thought I would choke in your shadow.”

My heart beated faster.

“You were just so scary!” Fluttershy's voice cracked at the last word. “You always looked so scary, but you weren't at all!” Her head shook as something wet shot from her eyes. “I'd hide behind a tree as you helped a fallen bird, picking it up and putting it back in its nest.” Her teal eyes focused on me as her wavering voice continued.

“You're funny and you're kind, and even though you're a dragon, you're very handsome!” Fluttershy gasped at her words, but instead of pulling back, she pushed forward, drawing closer toward me. I could feel her intensity. “Your fangs glint in the sun, and I'm not sure if my heart's beating because I'm scared or turn on!”

“Fluttershy,” I almost didn't say. My voice was failing me. “What are you...what are you getting at?”

“That I'm not sure whether I should be scared of you, or if I should love you!” Fluttershy's face kept still as her eyes focused on me. From her shoulders and downward, I could see and feel the shivers rocking her body. “I loved you, Spike, for a very long time.”

“...'Shy,” I said, letting go of her finger. “Why didn't you tell me something like this sooner?”

“Because I was scared of you!” Fluttershy replied, almost crying. “You were a tall dragon and I was a short...me. I didn't have a chance with you, and even if I did, I couldn't say anything about it.”

I dropped my head. The weight of the realization held down my shoulders, and, unable to look up, asked her a question. “So, what changed?”

Seconds passed.

“You're not so tall and scary anymore.”