Small Dads and Big Moms - Chapter by Clopfics

Contains micro, macro, insertion, incest

“Apogee! Hello! Earth to Apogee!”

Apogee groaned, trying to bury her snout into her pillow. “Awww… please, Dad…? Just let me sleep a few more minutes!”

“Apogee! Wake up! RIGHT NOW! That’s not a request young la- Woahhh!”

Apogee sat up, pushing back the silk covers of her bed and rubbing at her bleary eyes. She’d been having the weirdest dream - all sorts of bizarre things, including presents and re-entries and… well… it was a little too crazy, even for her usual dreams. She was glad that was over.

“Dad? Where are you?” Apogee grunted, looking about her room for the voice that had roused her out of her peaceful slumber but seeing nothing.

Apogee heard a little buzzing flutter zip by her left ear - like some annoying bumblebee, and just managed to resist the urge to swat whatever pesky insect had been there before she heard a familiar voice in her ear.

“I’m RIGHT HERE!” Jet’s voice declared, from what sounded like a distance right next to her.

Apogee quickly turned her head, expecting to see her father. Instead, all she felt was a little tug on her ear, before seeing nothing but empty space.

“Easy! You almost threw me across the room with that little head flick!”

“Dad? Where the heck are you? I can’t see you!” Apogee grunted, throwing the covers down and preparing to get up. “This isn’t a very fun game.”

The buzzing passed by her ear and right in front of her face. Apogee’s eyes almost crossed over as she focused on the small pegasus perched close to the end of her nose.

“This isn’t a game!”

Apogee’s eyes widened with surprise. There, with wings fluttering in a strong hover, was her father. Except he was about the size of her hoof, no larger than a monarch butterfly.

“D-dad?” Apogee shouted, jumping to all four hooves and extending her wings with alarm. “Just what the hay is going on? Why are you so… small?”

Jet swerved and twisted, avoiding his daughter’s head as she stood up before repositioning his hover right in front of her.

“It’s a long story Apogee… and it’s really hard to hold this hover. Would you mind laying down so I can rest my wings? I’ve been trying to wake you up for over an hour!”

“S-sure dad.” Apogee lay flat on her belly, propping a pillow in front of her for her father to land on.

“Phew. Thanks.” Mini-jet landed and sat on the white pillow, creating a small dimple. “So - you know how mass is such a big issue in the world of rocketry, right?”

Apogee nodded, slowly moving her hooves closer to her diminutive father, still unbelieving of just how small the stallion was. “Uh-huh…”

“Well, we came up with a brilliant solution at work: instead of trying to make all of our boosters bigger… why don’t we just make our payloads smaller?” He chuckled and crossed his hooves with a smug expression. “Brilliant idea, if I say so myself… a little Zebrican potion magic and voila… micro-nauts! We can now reach orbit with a rocket only a fraction of the h-hey!”

Apogee scooped her father up with her right hoof before sitting up, holding the little pegasus in the frog of her underhoof, lifting him right in front of her face. “Sorry dad, it was hard to hear you, this way I can bring you a bit closer and I can sit up.”

“E-easy! You could easily smash me if you’re not careful!”

“But I thought that when you make big things smaller they retain all the same strength and material composition so you become a superpony-like hero?” Apogee mused, cocking her head, “...at least that’s how it is in my Antmare comic books.”

“W-well… let’s not find out.” The small Jet chuckled, looking up at his daughter with a nervous glance. “There’s no reason to do any weird experimenting for no - h-hey!”

Apogee grinned, and brought her little father close to her mouth, bringing her big pink tongue out and drawing it across his tiny stallion body. She felt the little tickling hairs of his fur and the sticky fluff of his feathers, the wispy feel of his tail hairs and the squishy bits of his underside and belly. She finished her lick with a careful draw across his face, before chuckling and looking back at her father.

“Ppfftt…. Bleh… wh-what was that for!?” Jet sputtered, drool and saliva dripping from him, his mane completely soaked and stuck off to one side.

Apogee giggled. “I just wanted to see what a Jet tasted like.” She spat out some feathers, each no bigger than flakes of sawdust. “Kind of salty to be honest.”

“Apogee.” Jet scolded, pointing a hoof at his daughter from his perch on her hoof. “Don’t you DARE do something like that ever again.”

Apogee scoffed, the wind from exhalation making her tiny father stumble. “Oh give me a break dad, I was just having some fun. Besides, it’s not like you can DO anything about it.” She shot him a wicked grin.

Jet slumped and shook his head with resignation. “Please don’t act like your mother… not now.”

Apogee grimaced. It was a little bit cruel of her to take advantage of her dad. But she hated that he’d scolded her like that. It wasn’t like she’d eaten him or something… just gotten a taste.

“But I don’t understand Dad… why are you here like this? I’m sure if you were going to have a shrinking potion for launching purposes you’d have a growing potion to reverse it as well.”

Jet shook himself like a dog, flinging off the last of his daughter’s dripping saliva before looking up at her. “Well, as I was just saying… that was the plan... I’d taken the shrinking potion and had a few doses of the growth potion right nearby in my office… and Delta chose just that moment to show up.”

Apogee cocked her head slightly, carefully shifting her father from her left hoof to her right hoof so she wouldn’t get tired from holding him up, despite his much lighter weight. “Uh oh… what happened?”

“Well, she started to torture me mercilessly. Kept me in an upturned glass jar for half an hour!” Jet groaned, shaking his head. “And when I finally begged for her to let me have the growth potion… she very politely informed me that… I’d…” Jet blushed a little bit.

“You’d what?”

Jet sighed and shook his head with resignation. “I’d have to lap it out of her marehood.”

Apogee’s cheeks puffed out slightly as she imagined the small Jet having to drink from her mother’s honeypot. “Pfft… so what happened? Did you refuse, or…”

Jet groaned. “No Apogee… I didn’t. But what do you think happened when your mom poured a bunch of growth potion into herself…”

At that moment, from outside the sliding glass doors and beyond the balcony outside, a giant blue head of hair rose up, followed by a set of massive, crimson irises which gazed into the tiny apartment.

“ARE YOU IN THERE JET? DON’T YOU DARE DRAG APOGEE INTO THIS!” A baritone rumble from the outside shook the walls and glass.

Apogee shuddered and shivered with surprise. “Oh… Celestia…” She stared out at the giant head of her mother… who was now the size of a Las Pegasus skyscraper.

“O-OH… HEY KIDDO,” the pegasus mare wore one of her trademark grins, though her smiling teeth were now the size of a billboard, “YOUR DAD IN THERE? I UH… OWE HIM A DRINK.”

Jet looked at Apogee and shook his head. “See what I’ve had to deal with? I’ve barely made it here.”

Apogee’s mind raced as she tried to come up with a solution to the insane problem. She’d need to get her father to the store of the growth potion as quickly as possible… and then the two of them could high-tail it back to his office and get a shrink potion to help restore her mother to normal… before things got out of hand. Already she could hear sirens and shouts from outside.

“Dad.” Apogee snapped her face serious. “I think I know what to do.”

Jet looked at his daughter with a curious glance, unsure of what she was about to suggest.

“I need you… to get inside me.” Apogee asserted with conviction.

“Uhmm… I’d love to hun… but maybe later once we’ve resolved all this?” Jet’s eyes motioned over to the giant cackling pegasus just outside the apartment window.

“No… that’s… that’s not what I meant.” Apogee groaned, touching her forehead. “I’m going to fly you into mom, so you can get some of that growth potion.” She pointed out at the big blue face, which was craning one of its massive ears toward the balcony, the car-sized aural flap attempting to glean some of their conversation. “But you’re gonna get blown all over the place when I head out there… so the only option is to protect you somehow.” Placing her father on the bed gingerly, Apogee slid her rear hooves out and laid back onto the pillow, splaying her legs outward and flicking her tail out of the way, exposing her plump fillyhood to her diminutive dad.

“So what I meant when I said I need you inside me... “ Apogee reached down with her hooves, gripping the lips on either side of her pussy and pulling them outwards, exposing slick, pink flesh to Jet. “Is that you get a free ticket on the vagina-express.”

Jet looked from his daughter’s slit to her face with a nervous expression. “I-isn’t there… some other way?”

Apogee cocked her head slightly. “Well… I mean… there is the back door but…”

“NO NO NO!” Jet quickly clamored, warding off the thought with his hooves as he glanced at Apogee’s ponut. “I’ll go in.”

Apogee felt the strange tickle of small touches on her fillyhood as she watched the top of her father’s mane drop out of view. The strange feeling of her slick inner labia parting slowly as something carefully pushed into her, made her giggle slightly. She felt little hoof falls trod gingerly over her ponut and the skin just below her marehood, as her father used his arms to spread her lips and slide into her.

Her pussy felt warm and wet, and she could feel the strangeness of the little creature as it slid all the way into her body, the little pressures and pushes as Jet turned around inside of her so that his head could face outwards. Finally, the movement seemed to settle in.

“All set down there Dad?” Apogee asked, unable to see anything beyond her pubic mound as she stood up onto all fours. “Gimme a shout if I can go.”

She didn’t hear anything and got concerned.

“Gimme a kick if you’re OK dad, two kicks if you’re not OK.”

Immediately Apogee felt a kick against her inner walls, and some part of her father brushed against her clitoris. She whimpered slightly as she felt her pussy instinctively react, wracking with a pulsing wink around the strange invader insider her.

A couple of kicks followed right after that, from what must have been a very concerned and annoyed Jet… Apogee immediately realized the folly of her communication system as she began to wink again at her father’s desperate kicks.

“S-stop! OK OK! Just move if you’re alright. One movement for yes, two for no.” Apogee grunted, getting her winks under control. She felt one movement from inside her.

“OK! Let’s go!” Apogee darted from the bed and opened the door to the balcony, spreading her wings in the clear air and rocketing out into the sky, doing her best to avoid squeezing her pelvic muscles as she flapped right up into the gigantic Delta’s face. She was sitting down, her massive plot parked in the large plaza just in front of Jet’s condominium building.

“OH YO KIDDO!” Delta said, nearly blasting Apogee away with the force of the sonic waves of her speech. Apogee could see all the way down her mother’s cavernous throat as she spoke, the huge, lashing pink muscles and sharp crag-like teeth a terrifying sight.

“MOM!” Apogee screamed. “WHISPERS ONLY!”

Delta’s massive eyes opened a bit wider in shock as she lifted a massive forehoof to cover her mouth. Apogee carefully dodged out of the way… it was like a gigantic blue-furred freight train.

“Sorry, kiddo - this gigantic thing is getting a bit annoying.” Delta hissed through her hoof, at the lowest volume she could muster… which was still as loud as a megaphone at max volume.

“THAT’S OK MOM!” Apogee shouted, from her hover between Delta’s giant eyes. “I’VE GOT DAD, I’M GOING TO FLY INTO YOU NOW!”

Delta’s head cocked. “What?”

“I’M GONNA GO INSIDE YOU.” Apogee shouted aloud, not caring about some of the stares she was catching from the Wonderbolts now whizzing around the invading giant monster-pony. “SO THAT DAD CAN DRINK THE JUICE.”

Delta’s face opened up into a grin, her lips unfurling like a pool-tarp being rolled backward. “Usually I’d ask you to buy me dinner first.”

Apogee had rolled her eyes at her mother’s statement and already started on her way, racing down the giant, blue-furred belly toward her mother’s nethers. She plunged what felt like tens of stories, racing past the savannah-like grass of blue fur as she headed down and down and down, the ground rushing up at her.

Finally, she saw her target. She flew right up to it. A huge, plump, opening with a thick ridge of labia-majora flesh all around it. The dark blue mound only barely betraying a small flash of pink skin, as the whole of it quivered and roiled with muscles firing… her mother’s pussy.

Apogee flew up to it - the lips were still tightly pressed together, but the whole length of the marehood was easily the size of a Las Pegasus bus. As she approached, she could feel the waves of internal body heat coming off of it, the humidity and smell in the vicinity making her feel like she’d entered some depraved steam-room filled with horny mares. Dribs and drabs of marejuice slicked out in sticky waterfalls, falling the story or so to the ground below and landing on the asphalt in sticky splashes.

Apogee swallowed as she hovered up to the marehood. She would need to get the thing to open up and permit her in… as it currently stood she would have no chance of moving the heavy rolls of flesh that were her mother’s powerful outer lips. She made her way up the crevice, inspecting as she went for any chance to enter… she even tried wedging her hoof into a spot along the slick fault line, where she saw some pink protruding underneath, but the warm sticky spongy flesh was too pressed together to let her get more than a half hoof length in.

She continued upward, to the one flash of pink that was a constant: her mother’s big nub of a clitoris. It was literally the size of her entire body… a strange dark-pink quivering boulder half stuck under slick blue wrinkled flesh. With trepidation, Apogee flew up to the giant bud, and gave it a hug, grinding her belly and chest against it as best she could.

“Oh, I hope this works!”

A shudder wail echoed cacophonously from above, setting off car alarms all about her on the street below. Apogee clung on for dear life as the pink boulder rocketed outwards with a schticky wink, sending huge gushes of clear liquid shooting out all along the crevice below her.

“Yes! She winked!”

Apogee slowly made her way down her mother’s vagina, flying was harder now that she was covered in her mother’s sticky juices. Sliding along the left lip’s fold was easier. Apogee looked on in wonder as she passed her mother’s urethra… the hole in the center of the big, swollen pink aperture easily the size of her head. Then finally, just below that… the inner labia were finally visible!

Apogee wedged a hoof into her mother’s vagina, the hot, wet walls resisting her entrance. But she was determined, using all of her leverage, the filly kicked in with arms and legs, pressing her head deep into the wall of pink, quivering mareflesh, holding her breath as she was engulfed in sticky wetness. She was going to make it in!

Finally… with a pop… she fell inside, the tunnel of her mother’s vagina easily able to accommodate her if she refrained from standing on her rear legs. Now all she had to do…

Apogee reached between her legs and held her hoof out, before trying to push with her muscles. She felt the strange slipping sensation of whatever was inside her slide out all at once, a wet slip as the furry creature that had been inside her poured out onto her hoof with a wet *SCHOLORP*.

She lifted the pathetic diminutive, coughing pegasus up in front of her in the dark, vaginal cavern.

“Plphhh bleh… bleurgh… do you have any idea what that was LIKE?” Jet growled, trying to wipe Apogee’s filly juice out of his eyes.

“Yes.” Apogee deadpanned back, looking at her father through a completely mare juice drenched mane.

“Oh.”

“Besides, “Apogee grinned. “Looks like little little Jet enjoyed it.” She nodded at Jet’s tiny erection… no larger than half a match-stick.

“Involuntary reaction to drowning in musk!” Jet complained, extending his wings. “Now where are we gonna find that…”

Jet cut was cut off as a rumble rippled through the walls all about them, and Apogee slipped and fell on her rear unable to keep her footing in the slick, spongy, writhing tunnel.

“What was that!?” Apogee shouted.

“OH NO!” Jet shouted as he tried to secure himself to his daughter by clenching the soaked strands of mane near her right ear. “PUSSY QUAKE… A WINK!”

Apogee shouted out with terror as the huge writhing pink walls closed in around her, squeezing tighter and tighter and tighter with roiling anaconda-like intensity.

“D-dad!” Apogee squeaked as the tightness became impossible to resist and she felt her body begin to give way. Terror and horror filled her in equal measure as she struggled vainly - she had a brief sensation of pressure as the first wrack of super-powerful muscles spasm rolled toward her… then a flash of painful light.

Then nothing.

Author's Note

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Well... this macro kink request came from an author who is famous for being into the macro fetish: B_25.

This was definitely a new one for me, and while it isn't something I'm into... I tried to write about the scenes that I would find sexy myself - I hope that it hit the right notes for those of you that are into this kink.

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I'd love it if your comments below were to take the form of a psychiatrist reviewing Apogee's dream... like:

Hmm... very interesting Ms. Apogee... I wonder if the cake shape represents your addiction to your father's biggol donger? Tell me... how do dicks make you feel?

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