Smushed in the Shower

There was a moment of confusion, the world spinning about in all directions. When Mike came to, the first thing he noticed is that his clothes were gone. The scent of plastic filled his nostrils. He blinked and looked around in confusion, wondering what had just occurred to him. The last thing he remembered he had passed out in a strip club bathroom, and now he had no idea where he was. All around him, he saw that he was standing on some sort of vinyl surface, with the occasional strand of long pink rope here and there. It dawned on Mike where he was, a huge shower that spanned for what seemed like miles in every direction, and went so high into the heavens above that it was staggering to just stare at the nozzle, which seemed as far away as the moon. He could only imagine how many miles away it was. His neck craned just looking at it. He realized that he must have been about the size of an ant compared to the gigantic environment. He was so taken in by his situation that he barely registered as the glass door on the side of the shower popped open, and a titanic form loomed over him.

It was a massive, anthropomorphic pony. Her short fur was a soft yellow, complimented by a pink mane that hung all the way down to her curvaceous buttocks, that were each decorated with a pattern of three pink butterflies. On her back were a pair of folded up wings, which she subtly ruffled as she closed the door behind her.

As one of the feathers drifted to the plastic floor, Mike realized just who the mare was. He had seen her on the internet before. It was the shy pony from that one cartoon the bronies were always talking about. Flustershy, or something along those lines. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing, but it was true. A miles-tall humanoid version of the beloved cartoon mare was just above him!

She gently stepped over Mike, her tail swaying back and forth, as if it was flowing in some non-existent breeze. Mike could smell the scent of the forest on her. It was sort of an earthy, wooden scent, especially around her naked feet. As she stepped forwards, her huge feet, each one of them hundreds of feet long, landed on the vinyl floor with a shuddering thud. Mike froze in horror as he realized the gigantic mare could step on him at any moment. He was nothing but a bug compared to her. He then heard the metallic squeak of a knob turning miles above him, and a sudden rush of water rained down from above.

Mike gasped as car-sized drops of water began slamming down all around him. He quickly ran underneath the giant yellow mare, hoping her body would shield him from the pounding drops of water. Jets of the water poured down her naked body, creating even bigger drops of water that quickly transformed into dozens of torrents of water that fell all around Mike like a monsoon. The water began filling the bottom of the shower, leaving Mike with few places to stand without getting washed away.

To Fluttershy, the water was pleasant, warm, and welcome. As it flowed through her fur, it removed all the minute bits of nature she had picked up from her walk in the woods. From tiny leaves, to dirt, to flecks of wood. All manner of organic debris flowed down the mare’s body and towards the gurgling drain. Fluttershy gave a happy sigh. She loved the outdoors, but was still happy to have a civilized place to clean herself, especially one as private as her shower. She looked down at her pussy lips and gently pulled them apart with her fingers, sighing in relief as she gently massaged some of the stress out of herself.

Below her, Mike couldn’t believe what he was seeing. The giant mare was masturbating! He couldn’t believe his predicament. This was a frantic situation of life or death for him, and yet it was just a bit of lewd alone time for the gigantic mare who remained oblivious to his plight.

As she rubbed herself, Fluttershy moved her hips, a river of water flowing down her breast and right towards Mike. The flood hit him head-on, and he was tossed about by the flow of water. For a moment, Mike was horrified he would get swept down the drain to his doom. But then he spotted a bit of salvation. One of the mare’s long tail strands was in the path of the river. As he was pulled past it, Mike reached out, and was able to grab hold of the rope-sized strand of fur, which reached just short of him being sucked down the drain.

There was a loud sigh of relief from above, and a torrent of thick marecum poured out of Fluttershy’s crotch and onto the shower floor. Mike gasped, staring as the thick fluid was carried away to the drain, flowing right through the same river that he was trapped in, coating his naked body with the mare’s fluids. The scent of her lust filled his body, and he couldn’t help but become aroused, almost infatuated with the massive mare above him. He closed his eyes and began fantasizing about her, wishing he could spare a hand to rub at his sudden erection.

But Mike was suddenly cast into darkness and looked up just in time to see the sole of Fluttershy’s foot moving above him, still stained with dirt and crushed insects. It filled the sky overhead to the point where he could see no part of the mare but her filthy sole. Mike didn’t even have time to scream as it splashed down into the warm water, the impact breaking his ribs in an instant, and then smashing him down against the floor of the shower. Mike was given a single moment of clarity to realize he had been stepped on. As the pain from the mass of her body shot through his nerves, he took a bit of comfort in knowing he had been killed by such a magnificent being. A spurt of cum, less than a mustard seed compared to the giant mare, spurt from his dick, giving him one last bittersweet thought before he heard the crunch of his own body. A single, minuscule trail of blood gurgled down the drain, unnoticed by Fluttershy as she started to shampoo her mane. As she wiped the soap from her eyes and brought her foot up to clean the bottom of her sole, she didn’t even notice the red smear Mike had become, the remains of the tiny human indistinguishable from dirt. A happy chirp escaped Fluttershy’s lips as she rubbed the grime from her sweaty foot. “Ahhh. This is nice. I should take long showers more often.”