Big Fun in the Small City
What Happens in the Small City...
Big Fun in the Small City
B_25
“Ponies of Manehattan! You have nothing to worry about... hopefully!”
The ground shook with each of my steps, the roundness of my hooves able to cover the width of the streets. Those below were kind enough to move themselves and their carts out from my path.
“There was a magical mishap during my visit which has led to my current size. This is nothing to worry about.... once more, hopefully!”
My right eye still clenched apologetically every time my hoof pressed deeply into the pavement, impressing my hoof into the ground, leaving it cracked when I lifted my leg again. I sighed. There was little point in stressing about the mess I was making. All my hoofsteps could be filled in later, and any other destruction could be paid for.
But it doesn't help that you're wearing your finest lingerie for the prince who never came, though every mare and stallion else get to see... and all your articles are utterly massive now because of that spell. Shouldn't you be telling them about that?
My gaze dropped to the street below. On either side, crowds of ponies filled the sidewalks, all of their heads tilted back, every pair of eyes set on me—or parts of me. Some stared at the white stockings pulled taut along my legs; others focused on my muzzle and my mane; most had their jaws open while they stared at the white silk panties worn tightly around my rump.
My cheeks burned a brighter pink, and then I giggled nervously. Looks of admiration and... arousal were not uncommon around me, and I always played both of them off sweetly, but right now, they'd spelled my doom.
“P-Please do not think or look at me at the moment—not if you can h-help it!” Something warmed in my chest as I paused in my colossal steps. Looking to my left, the windows of some office building reflected my one eye in twenty ways, letting me see just how huge a single part of me truly was. “My ability the harness the power of love may have... slightly reversed. Instead of expanding outside of me, it now does so inside of me. So whatever you do, do not—“
No point. The welling of energy in my core began to expand, causing my body to tingle in response. My skin became tight against my muscles, the sensation pleasurable, spreading all over me. Below, the black road was now further away, and the roundness of my hooves now covered some of the sidewalks as well.
“O-Oh my...”
The ponies below were now harder to see, like grains of rice. I could still make out their bodies, but it was more so whatever colour they were that stood out the most. And all those little colours were looking up at me, huddle around me, and most were infatuated with me.
“I-I'm so sorry, everyone!” I stumbled backward—stopping when the boom of my hoof triggered the sound of exploding wood. With my ears dropping, I curved my head around my barrel, seeing my left hind hoof standing on an utterly crushed cart. “G-Gah! I should be more careful! Please just, everyone, stay away from me!”
I squinted my eye at the cart to see, thankfully, that it was empty. But that didn't make me feel any better. I was still destroying ponies’ hard work by simply moving about. Wait. What was that? Something as simple as stepping on a cart was enough to draw a shiver along my hind legs.
I did that! I destroyed a cart by just stepping on it! Thankfully, there was no pony inside of it. But if that's the case...
Watching my hind leg from afar, I lifted it from the cart—then slammed it down. At once, the remaining timber exploded into dust, leaving not even a trace on my golden shoe.
I can't believe I destroyed a cart like that by just stepping on it by accident! It's no different from stepping on the toy ones Twilight had in her play area. In fact, she had a miniature city like this one there. Is this any different from that?
Of course it was. Gathering all around my hooves, the ponies of the city were still watching me, none yelling, all admiring, though some did scurry off from afar. It was strange to have so many little ones watching me play with their stuff, stomping on a cart by mistake. It was such a little action, but to them, every small thing I did was utterly big to them.
And then the warm spreading feeling in my stomach flooded through my body, though its source started to shift, beginning to pulsate closer from my crotch. My eyes shrunk at the sense of arousal building from underneath my panties—a state I've never expressed in public.
Don't get carried away here! The better you feel, the bigger you'll get, and the more there will be for everypony here. You can't stop other ponies from loving you when you’re this big, but you can handle that surge of love. Just don't get carried away with it. Make your escape!
I took a few more steps forward, sending trembles through the ground when I did, seeing some ponies and carts leave the field for a second whenever I walked, launched by the shockwaves. By simply walking, ponies were forced to endure quakes, even though I couldn’t even feel them—it was no different to me than walking when I was at my normal size.
And perhaps that's the scariest part about all of this.
But worse and worse was how the fire in my crotch was starting to get hotter and hotter. Far below the ponies were still looking up, some even risking flooding into the seat, in-between where my forelegs and hind legs walk, staring up at the expanse of my soft, pink barrel. But I knew they were looking at more than just my tummy.
My cheeks burned full scarlet at the idea of all the little ponies staring at the crotch of my panties, where I could feel my lower lips protruding from the fabric. I'd worn... my tiniest pair of underwear to help get Shiny in the mood tonight, but I'd instead done the same to everypony that wasn't him.
If this makes the news, I'll never hear the end of it from him.
But even though I was finding myself embarrassed, there was a part of me that enjoyed the attention. What attractive mare wouldn't mind all of this? Sure, I loved Shiny, and I always would. Teasing him with my rump would always be my favourite pastime.
Now, though, there was this. An entire city of ponies fixated on all the parts of me I strived hard to obtain and then maintain. With each long stride of my legs, the ponies below scattered, forced to account for me, while I didn't have to pay all that much mind while I simply walked.
Having that kind of power, even for a tiny bit, was very nice to have. Especially when my niece always has to save me, and most of Equestria.
I was at the heart of the city when my hooves started to carve gashes into the sidewalk. The soft-touch of the corner of my hoof would knock some stall to the ground or launch a cart flying into the air. From what I could tell, the ponies below just stared on, more amazed than annoyed, making me feel like I could get away with whatever I pleased.
And that wouldn't be a good thing... for them.
Don't lose yourself, Cadance! That's just the spell happening! All these ponies are amazed by your looks... and now there are far more of you to look at. But don't lose your self-respect. Simply make your exit, return to the Crystal Empire, and lay low there until you can fix the spell!
Buuuuut! It was so hard to fight thoughts like that when there were ponies running between my legs. Ponies still kept pace underneath my barrel, and with a turn of my head, I could see them all staring up at my panties—gazing at the pink ribbon I had adorned at the top.
It was such a dirty feeling! The heat in my crotch became hotter, knowing so many ponies were looking at it! Even with my smirking muzzle set on them, only a few fled from my gaze. The rest, however, stayed. There must have been something sexy about a giant mare catching them in the act, smirking as she did—but at the same time, doing nothing about it.
I can feel myself getting wet down there! My lips are just pressing against the fabric now. Can they see that? Duh! Of course, they can. Every little thing to you is now utterly gigantic to them now. Do they know that the covered crotch they're staring at is getting hotter because they're staring at it?
I slowed my movements. On either side of me, tall and wide buildings flanked my barrel, all of their sides built from just large panes of glass. Even then, each one could only reflect most of my body— not all of it.
Why not take a moment to admire myself? It'll take my mind off the ponies below, and I'll be fully able to take in what I look like right now. Everything still feels normal, but seeing it here would fully drive my size home. Besides, when else will I get to admire myself in the glass of an office building?
With my shallow reasoning driving me, my body paused in the middle of the street, allowing myself to entirely turn and face the building. My muzzle came slightly above its roof, so I had to duck slightly, but the view was worth the discomfort.
My entire body was reflected in the office building. I lost my breath in the sight of all of me in something dozens of stories tall. I turned my barrel slightly, seeing its long length adequately portrayed. Raising one hoof, I pawed the air, closing my left eye, and giving a sweet kiss to the sky.
But then, something cuter entered my eye! It took a squint of my one still-open eye to confirm, but when I took a booming step toward the building, I could see the different floors filled with little ponies all staring at me! Even as I put on a show, it wasn't just for myself, as everypony inside the building was kind enough to stare at me and me alone.
“Do all of you little ponies like what you see? I must be pretty big to all of you—and everywhere in that regard.” I pulled my hoof to my lips, giggling into my sole, adoring how it looked in my reflection. I was able to see both myself and the ponies beyond the glass. That fact alone turned me on like nothing else. “Would you all care to check out my new body with me?”
None of them shook their heads and, even if they could, I doubt I would have been able to see it. With my reflection fully cast on the glass, the first thing my hoof did was go for my mane, stroking down its extended length. From there, it then slid down to the side of my barrel, rubbing my trim pink fur.
Oh my... I'm touching all the places that are NOT the place I want to be touching right now. Why am I teasing myself like this? Can't a girl have a little fun in the city? Just look at all those ponies. None of them are having any trouble with a sexy mare enjoying herself.
I then started to turn in the street, feeling air buffer against my shoes, crushing structures underneath my hooves. The sound. The crunch, the tiny pelting of air, the marking of brown that became lost against the gold of my shoe or the white expanse of my stocking.
I was just so powerful without meaning to be!
And there was something else that gave me power, something I used to command others without meaning to. It was something that, once I started becoming more aware of it, only made others submit or lose themselves to me more easily.
I swung my flanks around to the building, feeling my cheeks become pinker the higher they went, the wide spray of sunlight warming them only slightly. My white underwear cupped my crotch perfectly, though my colossal flanks nearly hid the sight in the glass behind me.
“How about it, little ones?” I gave a shake to my flanks, feeling them sway through the air, the sound of air slicing singing to my ears. Turning around, I stuck out my tongue while I wiggled my butt. “Do you like what you see? I've always been firm, but this is my first time being big.”
A lot of the ponies inside had fallen down onto their plots—including some of the mares! That stroked the fire in my loins, making my lower lips push against the fabric of my underwear. My pussy was outright burning now, and I did not care if the ponies far below me started to see a wet patch.
With any luck, they would be sent to soak up the mess they created.
You're losing yourself, Cadance! Admire yourself at home! Tease a tiny Shining for missing out on your date! But don't do this. You're only giving these ponies more reasons to love you! You'll get bigger and sexier and hornier and—
But I ignored my common sense, laughing.
“What's that? Some of you ponies don't think I'm firm at all?” I placed a hoof against my chest, my muzzle faking disgust. “I can't let a comment about my body go unchallenged! Do you ponies doubt how firm my flanks are? How about I give you all a much closer look at them?”
With a smirk, I let my rear back up, my hooves delivering my ass against the glass of the office. At once, the building creaked as I placed my weight against it, not enough to crush it, but enough force to strain it. That was a thought that stroked the back of my mind! Knowing that with just a tiiiiny bit more pressure, I could utterly demolish this building with something usually much smaller like my plot.
The thought had sent my head arching up, with my eyes closed, and my teeth softly biting on my lips. The glass had been heated by the sunlight, offering a pleasant burn to the expanse of my flanks and, more important than that, the heat seeping through the fabric of my panties and pressing against the lips of my pussy.
I have my rump against a building! There are tons of little ponies cast in the dimness as the expanse of my cheeks covers all of their windows. Glancing an eye back, I saw my flanks pressed against the glass, seeing it flatten against it. Spider-web cracks had spread from the impact of my butt. But where's the fun in simply pushing my flanks against it? I'm the Princess of Love. Why shouldn't I be putting on a show for all the power they've given me?
“I hope all of you ponies are ready to enjoy yourself in there.” Slowly, my rump rubbed up and down the glass, feeling its sleek surface and subtle head press back into my pussy and cheeks. Never before had my flanks felt so plentiful—flattening around the glass as I rubbed my ass in circles. “Buuuut, you may want to keep your hooves off the glass. Y'know, for safety reasons.”
Oooooh my! I found myself laughing while I continued to rub my ass against the glass, feeling it continue to crack from my weight, my panties actually wiping the pane. The feeling was intense. Big. Powerful. Able to rub my plot against an office building without anypony saying a thing—or able to do anything.
And the burning in my pussy was only getting worse. That expanding sensation only made me push my ass harder into the building, hearing the crack of glass, the creaking of the building sound into my ears. It was begging for me to throw my plot into it—but I could never bring myself to hurt all the little ponies inside enjoying my show for them.
Unless you could find a way for them to be in the show. None of them have fled or yelled or anything like that. Maybe you could get a few to make you feel a bit better. That itch deep in your crotch? All of them would be the perfect size to scratch it.
And with that, a naughty idea came to mind.
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~ Lighting Dust ~
It was supposed to be another workday.
The first clue that it wouldn't be one was my coffee mug. I'd been at my desk, composing a letter, when the cup on the right of my table started to move. Slowly, it vibrated across the wood, sometimes bouncing into the air, twirling back into balance—only for the sudden jerk that rocked the building to knock it over for good.
Our floor was set up in cubicles, and everpony came running out of theirs when a large shadow was cast across our deck. Most of us looked to the source, and when we did, were beckoned closer to the glass.
“That can't be.” The rummaging voices of ponies flew all around me as I joined the crowd. All of us stood before the pane of glass, staring at Princess Cadance. She was utterly gigantic, her colossal covering the width of the window covering our floor. “There's something different about her!”
“Other than she's a frickin' giant?”
“Shut up! I mean more than that, idiot.”
“Who you calling an idiot, Shield?”
All of the bickering voices were cut short, that was when the giant mare spoke to us. Though her tone was soft, a boom occupied her voice, rendering her powerful without trying to be. She stuck a then struck a few poses, like a juvenile filly admiring herself in a large mirror.
But then Cadance turned around, and everyone lost their breaths. One either side of me, ponies started to flee, but I was frozen still at the sight on the other side of the glass. The giant princess had stuck out her colossal cheeks to the glass, letting them sway in the air, a substantial amount of plushness held back only by her golden garter belt.
And then, with a smirk wider than the width of her floor, the two pinks cheeks grew in size while her body came hurtling toward us. At once, her flanks collided into the glass, causing webs of cracks to spread from the impact spots.
Screams rang out around me. The dense crowd of ponies had started to run the moment the massive cheeks came flying toward us. The force of her ass shook the very foundations of the building, which pricked my heart with fear, the possibility of the building collapsing on us was genuine.
But even though the force had knocked me down on my plot, that did not at all stop me from admiring the even bigger one. The ceiling of our floor was at least twenty feet above, and even then, Cadance's cheeks were enough to cover that distance.
Each of her flanks was like a pink sphere. The plentiful dough of her tush flatten against the glass, causing it to crack with the fraction of pressure she added, almost like her butt was trying to break into this small chamber of safety we still had from her.
But even then, her backside was impressive, it roundness covering our entire floor and rendering it dim. We could see every shiver that coursed through her monolithic barrel, her subtle shake not so much of us, as it made the building around us creak in response.
Even more impressive, and what made soft-yellow cheeks turn hot pink, was her panty-clad crotch pressed against the glass. It sloped upward, looking heavy against her underwear, her lips fully protruding against the fabric.
And then it started to rub up and down.
The white underwear cupped her crotch, but only contained half of her flanks, leaving some of them to fill out into the air—or against the building. Tons and tons of softness flattening and compressing into itself while the building pressed back against the weight of her butt.
And by the continuing cracks along the grass, our office building wouldn't last for long. But even then, the crack of Cadance's ass looked so long, tight, but wide enough to hold us all easily—maybe without her even noticing.
Wouldn't that be a real treat? To somehow end up in the back of her underwear without the princess even notching? To be surrounded by nothing but tons of flank on either side of you, to be so utterly surrounded by her ass, all without her realizing you were back there?
My ears soon dropped when I felt something welling up from my crotch. With a quick glance to confirming my dread, I saw my cock poking out from my sheath, and the subtle aching that sounded from behind it. I groaned, both from the pleasure and embarrassment.
T-Try not to worry. There's probably not any other ponies around anymore.
I turned my head right and left, and my heart swelled in my chest, still seeing a line of stallions and mares on either side of me. But none of them had looked to me. Instead, all were facing forward, and I quickly did the same.
I gulped when I did.
“Why aren't you just the cutest little thing!” Cadance's titanic eye the entirety of the window, both of her pink lids slightly closed, but leaving enough space for the full of her violet eye to be set on me directly. “I know you little ones were enjoying me, but I never expected to get that kind out of reaction out of you.”
Her muzzle then rose. Her lips were now what filled the glass, both of them done in a smile—one that felt exclusively for me. “You and I are going to have a lot of fun, small one.” Her lips then faced the window, pressing them against the glass. The softness of her lips flattened against the surface, the raw force of her kiss shaking the floor alone.
And then she pulled away from the glass, the fog of her kiss lingering, the perfect giant outline of her lips. The massive mare turned around, and all we could see was the fluff of her chest, something that sloped softly.
If I got placed there, would her fur be taller than me? Oh my, it would be like wandering through a soft, pink forest!
And then the giant mare rose onto her hind legs, her chest up and beyond the glass, and seconds after that, her belly blurred upward as well. My breath was stolen to me at how fast somepony that big could rise, how her body could easily double the size of the building, and far more than that, how the white expanse of panty covered crotch was now all that we could see.
“I hope you boys are ready for me down there!” Her angelic voice came from above while her crotch came closer to the glass, the gentle curve of her panties sexier than the dread of being crushed by her crotch. “All you tiny ponies have been flooding my body with love, and it has nowhere else to go within me! A girl's gotta express herself every way possible once in a while, right?”
Her words didn't have much of an effect, but her hips did, swinging right into the glass of the building. The white panties smacked into the glass at once, the slope of her marehood flattening against the structure, causing pre-existing cracks to thicken and grow wider.
“Do you little ponies have a good look at it? I can't quite see you right now... buuuut I'm having an easy time imagining your faces!” Another heavenly giggle coursed from above the structure, somehow echoing along and through the building itself. “I'm going to have a little fun with your building here. It seems like a good way to get everypony's love out of my system!”
I only fell backward, my forehooves propping me up, forcing me to bear witness to nothing but this mare's crotch before me. Even when I turned my head all the right, seeing the distant benches and pots of plants—even at the furthest corner of the glass, all that could be seen beyond her undies was the starting slope of her thick, pink thigh.
And it seemed locked around the side of the building.
There's no way. I blinked at the site of the womanly crotch before me, had how it hovered just a few feet away, nothing but cracked glass separating us. I never expected to see this spot on a mare up so close before—much less a princess. She's probably just teasing us and feeling the building up. No way a lady like her would—
There wasn't much sense in finishing my thoughts. Afar, the panty covered crotch pulled away from the glass—only to smash back into it. The fabric of the panties pressed against the glass while the slope of Cadance's pussy did the same. Her crotch pulled back only to slam into the building against, causing the floor to shake with each of her thrusts.
“Humping out in the open... and an office building much less!” The building creaked as I could hear her forelegs wrap around it from above, allowing her body more purchase while her crotch continued to hump the glass. “And knowing that there are so many little ponies down below... all of them watching my panties smack into the glass... oh! What I wouldn't do to see how it looks like to them.”
I crawled back on the carpet, watching the massive mare nearly go feral as she continued to hump the building, her panties falling away only to fill my sight against, smacking and smashing into the glass.
And with every thrust, the ground shook, and so did the member between my legs. I glanced from the mare and down at my own crotch, seeing my cock fully erect. Quickly looking around, most still here had also been knocked to their rumps—where their hooves had snaked rapidly to.
I then glanced back at my own arousal.
A giant princess is currently humping your office, and all you can see are her panties and the soft slope of her pussy as well. Chances are, the glass won't last for long, and her hips will becoming straight for everyone here... might as well enjoy it while you still can, bud.
Leaning into my left foreleg, I lifted my right and brought it down to my dick, feeling the softness of my sole press into the hardness of my cock. Slowly, I stroked my top, doing it my best to time my jerks for when the giant panty crotch knocked into the glass.
“No sense in fighting off the love of all these ponies! A girl has to enjoy herself once in a while.” The boom of her voice was matched by the rumbles followed by the humping of her crotch. Not even the creaks of the building had anything over her. “And... mhmm... once I get this out of my system, my head will be... ahh... cleared of all the love going around!”
Cadance was humping the building harder than she was before. Her crotch now smashed into the glass, the raw impact making the building bend to her whim, all of which quickened her thrusts. My hoof had reached around my cock, pumping myself to her speed—and failing.
And much sooner than I would have liked, the shattering of glass echoed into my ears, though my eyes were now closed. Strangely enough, I didn't hear glass pelting against the floor, but I did hear the crying creak of concrete being torn away.
A few sounds later, a loud hum floated into my ears, and I was forced to open my eyes. The tall and wide glass that once marked our floor was suddenly gone, a thick wisp of blue magic fading into the air.
Shaking my head, I at once leaned to the right, pushing myself back onto my hooves. My cock was still erect, pressing into the underside of my barrel, but I did my best to ignore it as I went to investigate the front of the floor.
...or what was left of the floor.
I reached where our 'relaxation' center was supposed to be. The back section of the floor had been set with two couches facing each other, a coffee table in-between them, the fashion going on in the area. Only, that area was now gone.
Wiped out, to be exact.
“Oh my... it would... um... appeared I went a bit far.” Craning my neck all the way back, I was able to see up the expanse of Cadance's belly and chest, able to make out just the bottom of her muzzle. She was staring down directly at me, a guilty blush on her cheeks. “You little ones should be thankful for the quickness of my magic... though I doubt it'll be doing any repairs on that gap there.”
She continued to stare at us a bit longer, that was, until a thick scent overtook the air. Lush and feminine, it captured the ponies around me at once, for all of us gathered around the gap her humping had created. With a blink, I peered over the opening in the floor, seeing the waistband of Cadance's panties just below.
And the massive wet spot that marked its center.
