Sleeping Over, Shrinking Down

“All yours, Sunset!” said Starlight Glimmer. She held out a clear drinking glass, which held the shrunken girl inside it.

Sunset took the glass and lifted it to her face. “Why'd you put her in a…” she squinted at Trixie. “Oh, I see. She's a mess.”

“Excuse me?” grumbled Trixie.

“You're one to talk, Sunset,” said Starlight. “I can still smell Trixie’s pussy all over you.”

“Yeah,” said Sunset, “but little Trixie here is absolutely soaked with… wait, is that cum? Where'd you get cum?”

“Oh, I'll let Trixie explain that,” said Starlight. “Her sexual history is her own story to tell.”

“Well, this night will be a hell of a story for Trixie to tell,” said Sunset. “She's grappling with giantesses, pleasuring a princess, narrowly escaping the clutches of one villain only to fall into the hands of another…”

“Ooh, Trixie, you love exaggerating your accomplishments!” said Starlight. “Start thinking of how to spin this one, it'll be a great addition to your act!” She walked off, leaving Trixie alone with Sunset.

“Well, Trixie is at your mercy,” said Trixie, leaning despondently against the wall of the drinking glass. “Do what you will with her.” She stared out through the glass walls of her prison, watching the walls of the castle go by. She couldn't tell where Sunset was headed; even at normal size, she didn't have a clear sense of the castle's layout.

“The thing is,” said Sunset, “ever since I stopped being, y’know, evil… I just get a sick feeling in my gut when I think about being cruel to someone. It just reminds me of the person I used to be.”

“Trixie can… understand that,” said Trixie. “So you not going to torment Trixie, then?”

“Nah, we can just have a little fun,” said Sunset. “I'm not even mad at you, Trix - I actually liked what you did with me when I was little. Being inside your pussy like that, getting soaked in your pussy juice…” she sighed happily. “Really fuckin’ hot, honestly. I don't know if you can tell, since you're dripping with sex slime, but I haven't showered since I got back to normal size. I still smell like your pussy, Trixie, from head to toe.” She grabbed a lock of her hair and brought it to her nose for a long, lusty sniff, shuddering in pleasure as the scent hit her.

“Trixie is happy you enjoyed it, Sunset Shimmer,” said Trixie. Inside the glass, she rose to her feet, feeling some of her confidence return. “Perhaps you agree that Starlight and Twilight were too hard on her?”

“I'm not sure about that,” said Sunset. “But there's no bad blood between you and me. Anyway, the reason I mentioned how I smell like your pussy is, I figure the two of us could take a bath together! I need it, and you definitely do.”

Trixie patted at her hair, smearing the mix of pussy juice and dragon cum that was clinging to it. “The Great and Powerful Trixie would not object to a bath,” she said. “And taking one with you does not sound bad at all. Trixie is starting to think she should get to know you better.”

“I sort of feel like I already know you,” said Sunset, as she opened the door to a luxurious-looking bathroom. “There's a girl at my school who has your color scheme, your speech patterns, basically your whole personality.”

“That is… quite the coincidence,” said Trixie.

“Oh, no, not a coincidence,” said Sunset. “I'm from a mirror universe. Well, not from it, but that's where I live, anyway. Kind of a long story.” She set the glass that held Trixie on the rim of the large porcelain tub and began to disrobe. Her pajama bottoms dropped to the thick bathroom rug, and she pulled off her top and tossed it against the wall.

From inside her glass, Trixie watched Sunset lean down and turn on the water. Sunset had a gorgeous body, with shimmering orange skin over slim curves. As Sunset tested the water’s temperature, her smooth round bottom bobbed above Trixie’s head, and the shrunken woman found herself entranced. This was nice; instead of being at the mercy of a giantess, Trixie was just observing one, appreciating the shapely perfection and colossal size of her body.

One the tub was about half full, Sunset slid herself in, sighing happily as the water embraced her body. “Ahh, that’s nice,” she said. “Way bigger than the tub I've got back home, too. You ready to join me, Trixie?” She lifted Trixie’s glass, tilting it slightly over the bath water.

“Actually,” said Trixie, “Trixie is a strong enough swimmer, but she has never quite been in this sort of situation. A body of water thus large, in a container I cannot swim out of, shared with a creature thousands of times my size… Trixie is concerned for her safety.”

“Well, I'll take care of you,” said Sunset, “but actually… can you even drown? You're supposed to be invincible. See how long you can hold your breath.”

Trixie pulled in a deep breath and held it - and as the seconds ticked by, she realized she wasn't experiencing the typical discomfort - no tightness in her lungs, no insistence from her body that she needed to draw another breath. The magic that kept her invincible, it seemed, also made breathing unnecessary. “It seems that Trixie cannot drown,” she said. “Very well, Trixie is ready for her bath.”

Sunset turned the glass upside down, letting Trixie drop. The fall, from Trixie’s shrunken perspective, was some thirty feet; she hit the water hard, sank below it, and kicked her way to the surface.

That quick dip in warm water already had Trixie feeling renewed. The smell and stickiness was washed from her skin and hair, and the humiliation seemed to come off in the water as well. The water wasn't calm, though; the faucet was still pouring, filling the tub, creating a current that buffeted Trixie toward Sunset’s enormous body. Having no particular reason to swim against the tide, she let it carry her into Sunset’s cleavage.

“So are you going to, er, scrub Trixie?” Trixie asked, craning her neck to look up at Sunset’s face.

“Oh,probably,” said Sunset. “But let's see what fun we can have first. Let's see…” she looked over the side of the tub and reached down to grab something. “Ooh, look!” she said, lifting a toy boat into view. “Twilight has bathtub toys! Do you think she plays with toys in the bath?”

“Trixie would love to learn embarrassing details about the Princess of Friendship’s personal habits,” said Trixie, “but perhaps she simply keeps them around for when her niece visits.”

“Oh yeah, her,” said Sunset. “Well, anyway, this thing’s just about the right size for you, don't you think?”

Trixie scoffed - but there was a bit of a laugh in it. “You want Trixie to play pretend?” she asked. “Act the part of a sea captain?”

Sunset dropped the boat into the water. “You can tread water, or you can be a tiny sea captain on a toy boat. I'm starting to think you're no fun, Trixie.”

“Trixie is the most fun,” fumed Trixie. “Let me onto that boat, Sunset.”

Sunset scooped up Trixie, along with a handful of bath water, and let her hop down onto the deck of the toy boat. Trixie stumbled as she found her footing on the plastic ship; the vessel was mostly hollow, and Trixie’s landing made it rock from side to side. She staggered her way to the ship’s wheel - a plastic ring that spun but was otherwise purposeless - and clutched it as the boat evened out.

“Now you're the captain!” said Sunset. “Go on, explore the porcelain seas!” She waved her hand in the water, creating a wave that propelled Trixie’s boat towards the far side of the tub.

Trixie spun the ship’s wheel, confirming for herself that it didn't do anything to steer the ship. The toy boat was a little too heavy for Trixie to move with her magic - so instead she used her magic to create a rudder beneath the ship. By rotating it, she was able to steer the ship a little, turning it in circles as the current moved it along.

“Hey, you're having fun!” said Sunset. “Right?”

“There's a bit of fun to be had,” said Trixie. “Being small isn't all bad, I suppose - as long as you're not being tormented.”

“Oh, sure, no one likes being tormented,” said Sunset. “But playtime isn't any fun unless there's a little conflict, right?”

Sunset took hold of the toy boat with her magic and steered it back towards her body. “For example,” she said, “what if your humble vessel encountered rough seas?”

Sunset waved her arms beneath the water’s surface, creating choppy waves that rocked the toy boat. Trixie held tight to the ship’s wheel, turning the magic rudder she'd created. Sunset’s magic was stronger, though - Trixie had no hope of actually steering the boat anymore.

Sunset grinned, chuckling ominously as Trixie’s boat drifted towards her body. “And what if sea monsters attacked? What would the intrepid and seaworthy Trixie do then?”

“Excuse me?” said Trixie.

On the port side of the toy boat, a huge orange hand arose from the water, its fingers waggling menacingly. It lunged for the boat - but Sunset jerked the boat away from it just before her fingers could touch it. “What are you going to do, Captain Trixie?” Sunset taunted. “Are you going to fight back? Abandon ship?”

“I don't think there's much Trixie can do,” said Trixie, her feet skidding on the boat’s deck as Sunset turned the toy in circles on the water. “And Trixie is beginning to think you are just as much a tormenter as the other two.”

“It's not me doing it, it's the monsters!” said Sunset, as her other hand surfaced from the water. “Ooh, there's two of them! Who could have seen that coming?” Both hands closed in on the boat, menacing it with swipes that the boat - still under Trixie’s control - narrowly avoided. The undulating fingers reached out towards Trixie in slow motion, forcing Trixie to duck beneath them as she struggled to keep her footing.

And then the “sea monsters” went in for the kill. Both hands clutched the toy boat, dragging it slowly down into the water. “Oh no, looks like this is it!” said Sunset. “Is the captain going to go down with her ship?”

“It is not in Trixie’s nature to go down with the ship,” said Trixie, backing away from Sunset’s fingers, “but there does not seem to be anywhere else for Trixie to go…”

“Wait, what's this?” said Sunset, sinking lower into the tub. “The sea monsters are retreating! Looks like you're drifting too close to land…”

“Land?” asked Trixie. “I suppose you mean those?” She pointed towards Sunset’s breasts, which - aside from her head - were the only parts of Sunset’s body above the surface of the water.

Sunset maneuvered the boat between her tits, wedding it tight between them. “You're safe now, Trixie,” she said, in the shadow of these two orange cliffs.”

Trixie stared up at Sunset’s breasts - two walls of orange flesh, curving upwards towards thick red nipples. Now that the “danger” had passed, Trixie was free to admire Sunset’s body; her breasts were impressive even at normal scale, and at this size they were a true spectacle. Trixie put her hand against one of them, feeling the soft, smooth skin.

But the wall of flesh suddenly bulged inward. Trixie stepped back - but soon found her back up against the other beast. “Oh no, the cliffs are closing in on you!” Sunset said. “You'll be crushed!”

Sunset, Trixie reasoned, was squeezing her breasts together. She ran towards the back of the boat, trying to escape the walls as they closed in - but the giant tits closed in too fast. Trixie was smushed between the enormous orange boobs, tapped in darkness.

Trixie wriggled upwards, fighting to escape Sunset’s cleavage. She experienced a moment of panic at being trapped in the lightless, airless space - but then she remembered that she didn't need to breathe. Still, she kicked her legs and struggled to escape; she had no idea just how long Sunset planned on keeping her trapped, and she preferred to take action rather than wait around.

Sunset probably would have let Trixie out sooner, in fact, if she didn't feel the tiny girl struggling between her tits. It tickled, and Sunset wriggled happily, squeezing her boobs tighter as Trixie struggled her way upwards. Finally, the little blue girl emerged from Sunset’s cleavage, pulling herself up and yanking her legs out of the crevasse.

Now that she was free, Trixie took a couple awkward steps on the surface of Sunset’s left breast - then let herself collapse onto the giant red areola. Sunset stopped squeezing her breasts, and they fell back into their normal shape; Trixie lay atop her left breast as it wobbled and went still.

“You're finally on dry land!” said Sunset. “I bet that feels good.”

Trixie rolled over, so that she could look up at Sunset’s smiling face. “Trixie supposes that it feels fine,” she said.

“Of course it does!” said Sunset. “You should be enjoying yourself more, Trixie. I know I liked being bossed around by a big sexy woman. I would have loved to relax on your big blue tits, Trixie.”

Trixie patted the orange skin beside her. “Trixie does enjoy lying atop a giant breast, Sunset, and your body is lovely… but rather than permitting me to enjoy the experience, you seem determined to inject artificial drama into this scenario.”

“I don't know what you mean, Trixie,” said Sunset. “But if you’d like to discuss it, I'd be happy to-” she paused, appearing shocked. “Oh no, Trixie!” she said, “the island is sinking!”

Trixie sat up and saw that the “island” was indeed sinking - it seemed that Sunset was using her magic to gradually lower her left boob into the water. “More games?” said Trixie. “The Great and Powerful Trixie won't be sunk so easily…”

Setting her sights on Sunset’s other breast, Trixie backed up until the rising water lapped at her heels. Then she took off sprinting and hurled herself across the divide between Sunset’s tits, landing with a wet smack against the side of the big orange boob.

Trixie’s body clung to Sunset’s skin, but she could feel the adhesion starting to slip - so she dug her fingers in and started to climb. But the curve of Sunset’s breast was too steep, and there were no handholds to grab onto. Trixie gelt her body beginning to peel away from Sunset, moments away from tumbling into the water…

And then she felt something big and soft at her back. She could barely see anything, but the thing engulfing her felt like an enormous sponge, a big purple loofah that poured water over her back as it pressed into her.

“If you’re fed up with games,” said Sunset, “then let’s just do what we came here to do. You and me are going to have a bath! Come on, little Trixie, help me scrub my tits.”

Sunset lifted her upper body out of the water and began to run the loofah over hear breasts, pressing it deep against her skin. “Ooh, feels nice,” sighed Sunset. “I can feel your tiny body helping me get clean… How about you, Trixie? How does it feel to touch me like this? Does it make you feel nice and clean?”

Trixie had already felt pretty clean, but this process was having an effect on her; being scrubbed back and forth against Sunset’s skin was starting to arouse her. Her pussy glided against the surface of Sunset’s breasts, her slick lips getting wetter with each stroke.

“This is fun,” said Sunset. “And I think you're having a better time than you let on. I get the feeling you're always trying to prove yourself, Trixie, but I think you'd be happier if you were just tiny… and cute… and had a big sexy girl like me to take care of you.” She moved the loofah lower, down her smooth tummy and onto her belly button. “Nothing to prove to anyone, no one to impress… you just get to be an adorable little toy for a girl to play with.”

Sunset rubbed the loofah in shorter, faster strokes, running Trixie up and down along her belly button. Trixie began to shudder, her pussy relentlessly stimulated by the rapid friction against Sunset’s skin. “Ahh, I think my tits are nice and clean now,” Sunset sighed. “There’s just one more part of me that needs to get clean…”

She moved the sponge lower, plunging it beneath the water. Trixie reflexively held her breath, before recalling that she didn’t need to breathe - and in the darkness, she felt smooth skin give way to moist pussy lips. Sunset began to “scrub” her pussy, using the soft loofah to stimulate herself and rubbing the tiny, trapped Trixie against her clit.

“Ooh, Trixie, I love getting clean with you,” she moaned. “You and me are good together, aren’t we? You go where I put you, you touch me wherever I want you to… Are you enjoying yourself down there? It’s only fair that you enjoy this as much as I do. I want my cute little pool toy to have fun when we’re splashing around… and I want my cute little sex toy to get off when I get off.”

Sunset’s clit was right up against Trixie’s pussy - rubbing against her, even penetrating her, sliding against her wet lips, bringing her closer and closer to a powerful climax. From above the water, Trixie could dimly hear Sunset speaking, but she wasn’t catching the words - just the teasing tone and the telltale groan of a woman approaching orgasm. The two of them were going to come together - or near enough to it.

“Ah, fuck,” gasped Sunset, “This is… really working… I hope it’s working for you too, Trixie, because I’m just about ready to cum… My big pussy is getting ready to cum all over your little one…”

Trixie felt the pulse of Sunset’s pussy - a cunt big enough to swallow her whole - throbbing like an earthquake against her body. Trixie was helpless, barely able to move, caught between the enormous womanhood and the giant sponge - and there was nothing she could do to stop her oncoming climax. She writhed against Sunset’s body, her hips shuddering, until her body reached its limits and she lost herself in orgasm.

And Sunset didn’t last much longer. Nectar flowed from her pussy into the warm water, and her quaking body made waves in the bathwater as she came. Groaning, she fell limp in the tub, slumping down and sighing happily. Her grip on the sponge loosened, and Trixie paddled up to the surface. She swam lazily to Sunset’s shoulder, climbed atop it, and draped herself over it. “Is that all?” asked Trixie. “Is there more you wish to do with Trixie, Sunset Shimmer?”

“Well, the bath is over,” said Sunset, as she rose from the tub, “and I shouldn’t be greedy. As long as you’re still tiny, Trixie, I should bring you back to the others so everyone can have fun with you.”