~ Part II ~

Always Bend for a Friend

The breath was knocked right out of me! At either side, the thickness of her panties came crashing into my body, pressure pressing on either side, the globes of her cheeks enveloping over my body. Twilight was clenching her butt... with me in her crack!

Oh my... mhmm! My exhale became caught in her fabric as it flattened all around me. You'd think a mare clenching her butt all around you would hurt, but really, it was like having a whole bunch of warm softness pressing all over your body. Everything is just so soft... and the air is a hundred percent Twilight Sparkle!

But there was more to it. In a second, the walls that were the sides of Twilight's cheeks pulled off from each other, each flank jiggling before coming to a rest. Her panties started to press me out, and I glanced over my shoulder to the ground that was far below her behind.

To think that getting caught in the crack of Twilight's butt is the best course for my safety! Though it was for way more than safety when I saw the top of her flanks twitch above, each sphere of softness clenching and crashing together, the tons of her dough washing into the middle, smashing into each other and then welling out together.

And she kept doing it, again and again, to the point that I lost track of all the agains!

“How does it feel to be caught by my rump, Pinkie?” Twilight teased me from afar, her words reverberated through the slope of her cheeks. It was such a strange way to hear her voice—it became like a speaker system when her flanks were clenched tightly together with me in the middle. “Knowing that you have no chance but to endure my cheeks every time I clench my butt! Guess you didn't think this would happen to after all the teasing you've done to them, did you?”

She's talking about her ass like it's an asset!

Buuuut that wasn't all that was going on. I couldn't help but notice the change in smell as Twilight kept me in her behind. When her cheeks pressed together, they caught and smothered me in-between them, and my body would be a small impression in both of the cheeks—the rest of her flattening all around me.

The smell smelled like her at first, but the more time I spent tucked away on her rear, the more the scent started to change. The air became hotter and almost thicker. Closing my eyes for a second, I imagined I was in a steam room—one filled with nothing but other mares.

But when I started to feel perspiration matting against my coat, that's when I knew not everything was up in my mind. Shaking my head—and jiggling some of the covered tush when I did so—my muzzle started to wrinkle as my snout caught the trace of something strong.

Now what could that be?

While Twilight kept talking to herself and rubbing her butt against the glass, from within her rear, I turned myself around in the crack of her butt. Whenever she unclenched, I could turn myself slightly, using the side of her right flanks and her underwear for support.

And then, slowly, I startled to crawl down her crack. I was tucked away deep within it that the sides of her flanks held me tightly enough, though the doughy flesh allowed me to crawl through it—but not without her softness enveloping and rubbing along my sides. My body shivered at the sensation.

Who knew butt massages could feel so great!

But the more I crawled down her crack, the harder it became to see much of anything that wasn't white or some form of stitching. Even when I raised my head to stare out from inside her rear, all I saw was her thick cheeks sloping forward, only a tiny slit between them that let me see the glass—and there, I could see the reflection of her butt on it.

It looked like it usually did, but when I looked at the reflection hard, I could see a tiny spot of pink in the middle of her cheeks. There I was! Small little me just beyond her flanks, a little thing of pink against a fabric of white, half of my body swallowed by the tightness of her ass below, where I may disappear from everything for good.

But as I continued my crawl down the center of her crack, my hooves sunk a little bit more into Twilight's undies than they should have—and when I pulled them up, my pink wrists were slick with something wet! “Is Twilight sweating? It shouldn't even be all the hot for her!” And then her flanks came crashing on me again, and my stomach lurched as she had gone to rubbing her butt up and down the glass.

Getting caught in another mare's butt was a tad embarrassing, but when I saw how hard she was pressing her ass against the glass, I was almost grateful to be tucked away in here. I don't think I could handle the pressure—or why Twilight was singing and pressing her fanny like that.

“Mmhmm... just like that Pinkie... let me feel you between my flanks...” Twilight's words were like moans, and things in her rear were becoming quite heated—my body feeling warmed from the inside out. “Let my big butt take care of you. Isn't it nice? I never knew how good it was until you got caught against it. I've... never felt more special as a mare in my life!”

I watched it all happen from within her crack. On either side of me, each of her cheeks bounced on the glass. I reclined slightly into her underwear, almost feeling like I was on a roller coaster ride. I would watch how the front of her cheeks would hurl through the air, swinging right into the glass, her softness sinking and spreading across it, before pulling back from it—all to do the same thing again.

It must have been one of the strangest rides I've ever been on! Seeing how her rump bounced against the glass, it was so much different than why I had set it up in the first place. She was supposed to feel about big her bum was against it with me tucked along with it. But now, she was bouncing against it, letting me see it all happen from the safety of being behind her flanks.

But then, as her rump pulled back again, I finally saw it. Twilight kept sticking her butt against the sheet not because of how it looked, but because of how it now felt. When I looked at the glass, seeing little me held on either side by the welling softness of her white panties, I saw just a bit below that the answer to all my strange questions—the wet spot developing at the center of her crotch.

Twilight isn't bumping her butt against the glass... she's humping it! Twilight Sparkle is getting wet and humping glass all while she has me tucked within the crack of her ass! Does she even know she's doing something like that with me here—and in a front row seat!

“And now time to go for a spin!”

I screamed as the cheeks on each of my sides suddenly let go of me. Her panties had let go of me, and I felt a little steam on my cheeks as I came flying out from her rear. Even still, I wasn't all that scared, if only because I knew what was going to happen next.

“Huzzah! Don't you know? Tiny friends help their big friends rub their butts!” Twilight's large plot came in slower than it usually did, slamming against the glass. The fabric of her panties didn't even rush up and along my body. By the time I looked to my right, all I could see was the wall of trim, purple fur—it impressed into itself as my body sunk into it. “I hope you're enjoying this as much as I am, Pinkie! Let's just see if you can win this, heheh, little game of ours!”

Twilight's rump kept in the same place against the glass, only that, when she rocked her hips, her cheeks were the only things that moved in circles along the surface. Each stroke pressed me deeper into her bare flank, inching me away from the giant cutie imprinted far to my left.

This is no good! If Twilight goes back to... humping the glass, then her bum's going to pull off, and I'm going to fall! I tried hugging her cheek—only for her purple dough to envelope my body, filling out of my hooves. There was no trying to get a steady hold on it. There must be something that I can do!

I already knew the answer to my question before I even thought it, but a part of me knew it was wrong to come to that solution too quickly. As the cheek pressing into me drew soft circles into the entity of my body, I glanced to my right, seeing the protruding brim of her white underwear that failed to hold even a half of her flanks.

I can't just crawl into another mare's underwear... even if it would be totally awesome! Apparently, it didn't matter what I thought! The rolls of Twilight's tush continued to ripple over me, inching me closer to her white panties, to the curved brim that dug into her purple softness. But, it is sorta my life on the line. And... and even if it's dirty, Twilight is still the one humping something with you in the middle! She may not even mind!

I took a moment to take stock of the situation—and I wondered how the rates went! Knowing that I didn't have much time left, I struggled to climb up and along her left cheek, seeing how it sloped upward, though its middle kept pressing further into the glass. All around me was Twilight's ass pressing fully into the glass—I was surprised there weren't any cracks along it!

That's right Pinkie! Don't pay too much mind to how her rump's slowly moving you around. I struggled to raise my head, pushing the purple dough above, feeling it envelop down my neck in response. It seemed like the more I pressed against it, the more it welled down around me—and there was an infinite source of purple bum and so little a source of me.

That's it. Just keep crawling. Everything will be okay once you get inside Twilight's tight panties. I wasn't sure when I had started to do so, but as I crawled along the slope of her left cheek, sinking more into it the higher I went, I found myself stopping to rub my thighs together—trying to quell the burning I felt from in-between my own legs. think about nice it will be once you're in there! The fabric of her underwear to recline against as they hold you safe, pressing you fully into her bare tush!

It wasn't before long that I reached I finally reach the brim of her panties. It protruded slightly up, a thick line that curved all along the purple field, dipping in the distance in the curve of her bottom. All that crawling was hard work! Taking a moment to catch my breath, I let my hoof touch down on her panties.

“So how did you like my butt rubbing, Pinkie? Think you finally had your fill?” Haughty laughter coursed from her throat faster than I could even think to give a reply! “It must be hard being pressed back there by my big butt. But don't you worry! You've rubbed it well enough, so now it's time to smother you in it for good! I hope that tape is tight because my plot is going to be touching down more than twice!”

She plans to pull away already!

I didn't have much of choice in calling my break short. Seeing the brim of her panties rise slightly above me, it was now or never crawling in, and I choose now. In truth, having butt spilling out against the glass made the brim not as tight around her cheek—if there was a chance to sneak in, now was it.

The first thing I did was slip my forelegs underneath the brim, feeling the elastic press my hooves into the cheek, feeling it impress inward. Wait a second... that would be it! Digging the rest of my body against the purple flank, I sunk further into it—and then crawled my way forward.

I could feel it. The hardness of the brim of Twilight's underwear over my head. It took some wiggling along her jiggling cheek to work, but slowly, I worked myself underneath its tightness, watching my world go dim as I did so. Slowly, my head worked inside the side of her underwear, and the light of the room disappear behind me.

Better dark and purple than falling all over, Pinkie! The words sang in my mind as I wiggled the rest of my body into her cheek, feeling it jiggle slightly in response to all my movement, the softness rubbing into and against my crotch. Awww! Now THAT'S not fair!

I didn't even have a say in the matter. As I worked the rest of my tiny body into the panties of the giant mare, more of her tush kept rubbing against my crotch, heaps of thick softness that I tried to hug with my thighs.

Don't get lost Pinkie! Get inside her underwear! If you like her butt, then you'll be getting nothing BUT that once your end. I did my best to ignore the way how the globes of her ass rubbed across my pussy, making it itch and burn the more it touched, slowly drawing my tongue past my lips If Twilight Sparkle's going to enjoy herself using your small body, then you might as well enjoy yourself using her big booty!

And then it happened.

I wasn't expecting to have crawled inside so quickly, but when I felt the word start to shift again, my body hurried forward all on its own. My right hind leg wiggled through the thick brim and jostled the flank beneath, finally slipping through and into the place, the brim settling once more along the cheek—sealing itself against it.

And just like that, without quite meaning to, I found myself trapped in Twilight Sparkle's panties.

“I'm pulling away now!” From inside her panties, the slope of her two purple flanks welled against the fabric of the panties, pushing out against them, nearly straining the article. Some light filtered through the stitching, letting me see the purple fur on each of her cheeks. “I hope you're ready down there—because I'm coming in full force.”

“W-Wait a second Twilight!'

There wasn't any point in me saying anything, because a second later, the whole world that was inside her underwear changed. Her cheeks pulled back, no longer having to flatten against the glass, and I was sent tossing along her panties.

I rolled to the right, over her right cheek, which was now slowly pulling back into place from the side. My stomach lurched as I felt the giant mare lean forward, probably standing straight again, and causing her flanks to fill out against her panties naturally.

Only, I was against one of them!

“Twilight no—“ Her towering flank came jiggling down on my little body, knocking me the back of her panties. I reclined there only for a second, pushing a hoof against the swaying fabric in order to raise myself slightly. Then, shaking my head and looking up, I winced at all the tons of purple softness crashing down into me. “Oh, rats and snakes!”

The rolling flesh of her flank pressed into me at once, flattening around my legs and then over my body, and then far above my head. More and more of her softness jiggled behind the surface that held me, adding to the pleasant way pushing me into the fabric of her panties.

I wondered for a second, that if Twilight glanced at the mirror for a moment, if she would see a tiny bulge along the slope of her left flank. To know that her little friend was caught inside her underwear, unable to escape it, all while her flank kept her utterly locked in place, all while she had remained unaware of the whole thing.

And then it became a terrible time for the burning in-between my legs to come back.

“To take a line from you, Pinkie!” Twilight laughed as I could feel her stick out her rear—I knew because her rump filled out even thicker all around me. “Ready or not, here my big bum comes!” And then the cheeks jiggled as her butt flew forward. Seconds, something hard crashed into my back, though the cushion panties had taken most of the impact. “How does all of this feel to you Pinkie Pie!?”

Darn it! Even though I was inside her underwear, I wasn't all that much safe if I against the flanks smashing into the glass! To be safe, I needed to be tucked away again, and that meant... entering the crack of Twilight's butt again.

Only, this time, for real.

So when her flank lifted off my slightly, causing me to slide somewhat down the back of her underwear, I decided now to start crawling. Turning myself sideways, I took a moment to get a feel for the inside of Twilight's panties.

It was way hotter in here than it was out there. The pressure was more intense, but having Twilight's bare flanks with the inside of her underwear pressing against me—if it weren't for the fact that I was crawling for my life, I might have enjoyed it more.

But there was something about the smell in here that also got me. I couldn't even hide my nose in my chest and take a sniff without the air being one hundred percent Twilight Sparkle. And the scent of her musk got caught in the stitching of her panties. The thickness of her arousal permeated the entirety of her panties, and it grew thicker the closer I crawled to its source.

“Er, Pinkie? Are you even there?” And just like that, my whole body was thrown to the right while the world spun like I was spinning teacups. I rolled to the right, hugged by both her plot and her panties, feeling her slope beginning to indent by the time giant mare had turned around. “I... I don't know why I lost myself like that there, but I... Pinkie?”

The view from inside Twilight's panties was spinning around even though I had become still! I took a moment to try and take a deep breath—my lungs inflating with Twilight's musk. I let my body willingly sink into the giant mare's softness.

Only, her softness felt slightly different.

“Oh my... Pinkie! Your tape came undone! I... you must have been caught back somewhere below, right?” Twilight's body started to move again. I flew up for a second, my back being caught along the slope of her underwear... though my back made contact with something wet. “You're somewhere here! No need to lose my mind! My tiny friend is just stuck to some glass, and I have to squint my eyes even to see her!”

I wondered why everything had changed, but in a second, I didn't have to wonder anymore. My stomach felt like I was suddenly being dropped, and that was precisely the case! My mind jumped to what everything must have looked like outside.

Twilight must have turned around to see that I was no longer there. Knowing I might still be against the glass, she buckled her hind legs and brought her rump to the floor—with me still tucked in there.

“T-Twilight! I'm in here! I'm inside your panties! Don't sit—“ I could hear the THOOM! of her flanks and panties touching down against the ground—her left flank hovering above me the once second, then crashing down all over me the next. “Nnngh! Twilight!”

Twilight Sparkle was sitting down on the floor with her little friend stuck in her underwear! Even though the fabric of her panties acted like a soft floor, the globes of her flanks pressed down all around me—and this time, backed by the full weight of the mare herself!

“This is not good! Pinko Pie! I'm sorry for going all out!” Twilight was sorry the same moment she started rocking her behind along the ground, bouncing slightly on her cheeks, beating her plushness into my face. “I'll make it up to you. I promise!”

Nngh! T-Twilight! Stop bouncing on me with your big behind! Twilight rocked on her butt while she probably looked for me from above. Even though I wanted to be slightly annoyed, it was still hard for me to do so. If you keep going like this... then I might...

It was strange to see it from inside her underwear. There wasn't much I could see of the outside world from here, but I could see perfectly clear how well contained Twilight's cheeks were like in here. When she rocked back and forth, her purple dough would lift slight from my body, filling out further down in her underwear.

But when she rocked down further, the layer of her tush would roll over my body at once, utterly smothering me for a few seconds. Worse was how the fat of her ass welled and pressed against my pussy, filling it with a hard softness that I couldn't even rock my hips against!

That's it! If Twilight's not going to play fair with her giant body, I waited until her flanks pulled away before turning slightly, scampering across the field of her panties, then I'm not going to play fair with my tiny one either! You've been dominating me with everything big about you, but let's just see how... certain parts of you put up against my smallness!

I was giggling like a filly while I crawled along the curve of her flank. Her panties had ridden pretty deeply into her crack before, but now that she was sitting, they more so flatten beneath it—kinda like a thick but also thin white bed!

“Oh my! There actually seems to be a pocket over here!” The curve of her purple flank tucked right into her crack, though when I raised my foreleg against the soft flesh, I found myself able to see what exactly was tucked away! “And wouldn't you know it—there's Twilight's hot pocket!'

I was way more scared than my voice let on, but since it was only for the sake of keeping me sane, I went along with it. Tucked in by the curve of both of her round flanks, Twilight's pussy stretched on over my head.

“It looks like I beat Mr. Sentry in getting into first base!” I then crawled along the ground of white, the purple dough of Twilight's butt falling onto my back and flattening along my body, something I'd have to push and squeeze through to make it to my destination. “Wait, am I actually going to be getting inside of first base? I'm not so sure Twilight would like that!”

SPLAAASH!

I nearly gasped as liquid crashed onto the ground before me. Craning my head a little, the bottom of Twilight's slit parted a bit, a small torrent of mare cum pouring out from her pussy. Her panties dampened and darkened at once. The thick sticking of the fabric overwelled trying to soak up the lady juices.

“Okay. So maybe Twilight won't mind me being down here all that much.” I glanced down at my chest, feeling slick with her wetness, allowing me to crawl, nearly slide through her panties and cheeks with greater ease. “If she's already feeling this good because of her butt, then maybe she won't mind me finishing the lesson!”

I don't know why, but my own flanks were starting to feel good. Whenever Twilight rocked back and forward on her rump, some of her tush would press down on me, and the feeling of hers overpowering mind—some of her flesh sneaking into the crack of my ass—was enough for my thighs to rub together as I continued to crawl.

“Pinkie! If you're there, I'm... sorry for letting things get so out of control! I don't know where you are, but you have to be close!” Twilight's voice echoed through her solid body, filtering into the small world inside the back of her panties. “I'll keep in place so I don't accidentally crush you. I'm going to roll back to make sure you didn't fall between my legs, alright?”

That. Was going. To. Work...

PERFECTLY!

I watched as the purple cheeks pulled away from the panties, allowing me to crawl to the middle of them quickly. It felt dirty to be climbing all over Twilight's wet spot, but having her stickiness cling to the furs of my body, with her scent just owning me—I was determined to have some fun too!

I came to the exact center of her wet spot, seeing how it spread out around me. Even here, I could barely cover the center of a trickle of her juices. Twilight had wet her panties a little, and even then, I couldn't cover a quarter of that very spot. Everything she did—even the stuff she was unaware of—changed and dominated my little world.

“Alright! I don't see you down there.” Twilight's mile-long pussy stretched on far above my head, two strips of trimmed purple on either side of her exposed slit, her lips bright pink and looking positively heated! “I'm going to roll back down now. If you're on the ground somehow, poke me somewhere I'll be able to feel you. Okay?”

I threw up my legs and reclined further into the wet spot, watching as the colossal pussy came flying down on me, her mounds pressed down against the fabric—the long lines of her slit coming down on either side of me. Her lips clenched at me at once, and I wiggled when they did, much to the shudder of the giant.

“Whu-What in the hay was that!” Twilight's voice was so nervous that I could feel how her cheeks flushed—and I won't say which ones I meeean! Her rocked in a place for a second, her tight slit rubbing up and down my tiny body. “I... no... y-you couldn't be!”

I'm more than just that, Twilight! Even though her folds hugged the sides of my barrel, sinking down my coat me with every passing second, I didn't give up. With her rump still on the floor, there was still a bit of pocket between me and the rest of her body. There was still time for me to be able to move.

“P-P-Pinkie, I'm not how it may ha-ave happened, but I think you may be stuck in my, u-um, underwear!” Some of her flanked rolled off from her underwear, and behind me, some of her pussy lifted into the air as well. “I'm looking at the crotch of them now and... ooh my!”

I continued to craw along her slit. Her slick folds rubbed along my sides. Even though I was moving along the bottom of her panties, a part of me was worried about her snatch finally catching me, slipping me through her slit.

Looking forward, though, I saw what I had come here to do. The air was nearly steamy because of Twilight's pussy, but at the end of her long slit, I could see her hood—and round and fuzzy purple clit fully exposed.

I wonder how all of this must look outside of her panties! Twilight leaning back slightly, looking down her long body and at her underwear, seeing the slope of her pussy pressing against the fabric—along with all the wet spots along its slit!

Even though her huge pussy was weighing me down, I still wondered how all of this must have looked to the outside world. If she raised her crotch entirely, would she see a small bugle crawling along that slope, sinking ever deeper into the thickness of her pussy?

Calm down, girl!

“U-Um Pinkie, I don't know exactly what you see from inside of there—but I assure you I can explain everything once you're out!” My sense of gravity was starting to change as everything started to rise. Twilight must have been leaning back more and rolling her rump out. “But I, um, can't exactly take my panties off without knowing where in them you are.”

You're about to find that out in a second-weckond!

“I... can't believe I'm about to do this... but I'm going to send a ball of light inside of my underwear.” Twilight's pussy had arched back, with me along with it, coming up straight. From the top of her slit, I put both of my hooves on her folds, pressing against them so I could continue forward. “You should be able to see it in a few seconds. Hopefully, we'll be able to talk through that.”

I kept pressing my hooves against her folds, though sometimes, my hooves went further than I expected them to, sinking into the mattress that was Twilight's mounds. They were soft, almost softer than her flanks, and twice as plush. For a moment, I wished I had gotten caught against one of them when Twilight sat down.

But finally, the flesh below her lips started to rise, and Twilight's slit narrowed. Above my head, her hood hovered, and her round clit below it. I stopped there for a second, breathing heavily of Twilight's arousal—finding the very thing that was going to help me in the end.

“Pinkie? Can you hear me? Helllo!”

“Huh?” I looked to my right and nearly jumped out from Twilight's pussy. Next to me, a floating ball of violet hovered a few inches away from me, illuminating the expanse of her right mound with its glow. “Wow! Another ball? I didn't know you had two!”

“So you are safe!” Twilight's voice caused the glow to pulsate in tandem with her pitch. “You had me so worried! I am so so sorry for going over the top like that! Even if you were okay with it, I had no right to—and how did you get in my underwear?!”

I snicked and waved a hoof at the ball of light. “I climbed in, silly! Your massive cheeks knocked my tape free! It was the safest place for me to be—and the sexiest!”

“Sexiest? But Pinkie, I'm kinda—“

“What, wet? I know! I'm covered in all of your juices!”

“S-So you saw my—“

“Saw? I'm against your pussy as we speak!”

“Y-You mean that feeling was you!” I heard Twilight huff from above, though it was different kind of huff—one that sounded more like a pant than a huff. I giggled. I took that to mean I was doing good work down below! “What do you think you're doing down there and... i-in there! You should know better than that!”

“Then why don't you come down here and pluck me!” I laughed at the ball of violet before pushing onward to her clit, slipping out from her slit. Trotting to the ball of fuzz, it was roughly double the size of me—it looked like extraordinary body pillow! “Oooh wait a second! You can't pull your panties back without risking smothering me again, can you?”

“P-Pinkieee! You don't know what you're doing to me down there.” Twilight's voice sounded desperate. Desperate for what? I wasn't sure! “If you keep doing... whatever you're doing. I may, uh, y-you know!”

So you are ready to go, aren't you, Twilight? Knowing there wasn't much else for me to do, I knew it was time for me to bring things to a close. So I threw myself at the ball of her clit, wrapping my body around it, feeling the entirety of my environment shiver in response to my small act. It's about time we ended your week of not feeling good!

“Pinkie! Don't you... don't you... don't you dare please stop!” Twilight's voice was like a cry from outside of her underwear, and even when I looked over my shoulder, looking down her long slit and the two expanses of mounds on either side of it, I tried looking beyond the white curve of her underwear. “It feels so wrong of me to say this, but knowing that my tiny friend is trapped inside my panties, forced to be pressed against my pussy... it's just... driving me crazy!”

It was hard to seeing anything beyond the sloping wall of her underwear. The purple cheeks were jutting out on either side of me, leaving little space between bum and the white panties. But I wondered how it all looked form outside of here — Twilight, sitting on the ground, leaning back, her crotch out.

Did the glass reflect my prison at all?

“I... mmhmm... hope you don't mind, Pinkie.” There was a heavy shadow settling over me, which didn't make much sense. I continued to rock my body against her nub, smacking my crotch into it, feeling the massive mare rock in response. It was funny how doing something so small to a tiny part could cause the rest of the giant mare to move! “But I'm going to send a friend down there to help you out!”

Now what in the heck did she mean by THAT?

My ears and expression dropped when I could hear the strain of fabric from over my shoulder. Slowly turning my head from the fuzz of Twilight's clit, I saw the field of white above slowly pressing down, the edge of something massive impressing into the panties—stroking up and down the lips of her pussy.

Twilight's touching herself while I'm still down here! Gurr! That does it! Looking back at her clit, I wrapped the whole of my body against it, feeling myself hug it tightly. My hot pussy kept slamming into her ball, sinking slightly, but the impact of the hardness underneath sometimes splitting my lips apart. I'm going to make your panties wet with me still in them!

“I—mmmmmhmm—never expected something like this to happen so quickly! But I... I can't keep my hooves off myself!” It wasn't enough to just be humping Twilight's clit. I needed something else to tease my mind with! Glancing over my shoulder, I watched as the hoof dipped the roof of the panties down into her pussy.

Sometimes, she worked so hard into her underwear that the waistband of her panties became tighter. The fabric came crashing into my back this time, pinning me tighter against her clit, though it just rocked and rubbed myself up and down, feeling my own small clit work against hers.

“I... I don't think I can... hold... mmmh!... myself back Pinkie!” The hoof outside the underwear started working circles along her slit, massaging her folds—before rubbing up and down them. The sounds of wet smacking filled the chamber, the panties unable to hold anymore of Twilight's welling juices. “I... can't stop myself... but if you stop playing with... with my clit... maybe you can... nnngh!”

Twilight's squeal was way too cute for me to even think about crawling up and out the waistband of her panties. Instead, I kept to her quivering ball, feeling how the flanks around me started to roll on the ground below.

“Is that... the way... you want it?” Twilight could barely speak with all the little—but loud—moans spilling past her lips. The world moved at once, and I was thankful I was already holding on tight. Outside, I could hear the slam of her legs against the floor, shaking the very ground from her movement alone. “Then I hope you're ready to go all out!”

Twilight's pussy came slamming into the cotton of her panties, which then pressed into the ground below, rubbing up and down, humping the spot lightly. Now I held onto her ball as tightly as I could, the movement of her body alone enough to rub my pussy over her clit.

“I'm.... oh... nnngnngh... P-Pinkie!” Twilight kept straddling the ground, rubbing and humping it, all while knocking me off from her clit. The softness of her panties caught my fall, and I rolled a few feet back. By the time I shook my head and looked up, the base of Twilight's pussy hovered just above me, then smacking down into me, my body being slip through her slit with my head poking into her tight tunnel.

She humped and rubbed the ground with such speed that my mind couldn't comprehend seeing something as big as Twilight! Her bottom came down again and again on the floor, her cheeks flattening over it when she did, though her pussy caught me before her tush could. She went faster and faster, and every time her pussy pulled up, I had a hoof touch rubbing circles over my own, getting over to the very sight of hers towering over me.

And then everything stopped. The large body froze. Shudders waked around me, and girlish screams roared and echoed from beyond my small world. Above me, the base of Twilight's pussy hovered a few inches away from my muzzle, quivering in place.

“Uh-oh!”

The temperature inside of Twilight's panties shot up as her pussy clenched overhead. The fuzz of her folds slowly slid apart and, seconds later, torrents of white marecum coursed from her bottom. Closing my eyes and opening my mouth full, I wiggled about in place as her waves of cum splashed against my face, dousing her pair of white panties even whiter!

“Nnngnnh... Mmmmfh.... oh.... mmhmm... yeeees!” The heaving of Twilight's body echoed all around me, and I could feel the faintness of her movement from the cheeks on either side of me. “That was... the best... I... oh my....”

When I opened my eyes, I could see the last trickle of cum leaking out from the purple pussy overhead. With a soft giggle that came in-between my heaving, I then glanced down at my chest, seeing not pink, but everything white.

To think that Twilight would give me a white shower of all things!

I pressed my forehooves into the fabric of her panties, feeling them sink and produce a wet squelch sound. But as I struggled to push myself up, I felt the slope of Twilight's panties doing the same.

“I'm just... going to lie on my back down...” I heard the loud crash of Twilight's long body crashing down on the ground. Due to the slickness of the stitching, my body slid down the slope of her panties—and I was too drained to fight it. “Can you still hear me in there Pinkie? Ugh. Actually. Just give me a second here.”

I looked over my head to see the twin cheeks and the pussy over my head become distant. Looking down, I saw the waistband of the panties taut along the broad purple underbelly. Seconds later, I noticed a purple glow about myself—and a ball glowing the same next to me.

“Alright. Now I've got a feel for where you are.” I had no idea what to expect as I fell from the back of the panties, the glow dimming from around me. I fell for only a second, landing into the softness of Twilight's belly, sinking slightly, the trimmed fur rubbing my cheek. “I'm to tug open the front of my panties now. You, uh, may wanna close your eyes for this.”

I didn't have time before the same magic appeared around the waistband, slowly pulling the stretching surface off from the purple underbelly. Light struck in at once, causing a hoof to cover over my eyes, but after a few blinks, I adjusted to both the sun and the fresh air that wafted in.

“Oh my... Pinkie!” It was so hard to see her, across the deep purple sea that was Twilight's belly, over to the distant hill that was the tuft of her chest, then to monolithic muzzle way in the distance. Both of her eyes were shining; both of her cheeks were pink like me.

Or how I used to be.

“You look so cute in there! I... can't believe I came inside my panties with you inside of them.” One of her forelegs crossed over her muzzle, covering her mouth. “I, um, didn't go too over the top with that one, did I? Are you okay?”

I glared at her. Staring at the giant mare with as wide as eyes I could make, I did my best to stand up tall—as tall as I could before the roof of her panties would stop me—and I readied my lungs to shout something so loud that she wouldn't need magic to hear me.

“I am DRENCHED in your CUM!” I screamed at her. “And you owe me, big time!”

Twilight shuddered from afar, and seconds later, the motion reached me. I swayed in place as her tummy jiggled a little. “I'm sorry! I never really do stuff like that! Just with you being small, everything felt just so unnatural, and I wanted to—“

“You're going to keep these dirty panties on, missy!” I shouted back at her. “And you're going to let me spend the night in them!”

Twilight blinked a few times, and the blush on her cheeks wasn't leaving anytime soon. “You... seriously enjoyed being crushed by me like that? You didn't mind it at all?”

“Are you kidding?” I wiped my foreleg through the air. “I got an all-access pass to Twilight Sparkle's giant body while she's horny—and you think I'm somehow going to be mad about that!” I let my legs buckle as my body fell onto her tummy, enjoying how her softness and warmth rose up around me. “We just never got to take it slow is all! Not once I was able to catch my breath.”

Twilight gulped. “I don't think you're going to be catching much of a breath in there, Pinkie.” Twilight glanced over to across the room, seeing her head turn was like the moon suddenly twirling like a ball in the sky. “I... certainly don't mind you resting in my panties.” She looked back at her panties, at her raised waistband, at me. “But at least let me change them!”

“Nuh-uh!”

Twilight wrinkled her snout. “Fine. What I let you nap in them then?”

“You drive a hard bargain, Twilight Sparkle.” I then stood back up, offering out my foreleg. “But you got yourself a deal! How about you—“

The distant muzzle of Twilight Sparkle offered me one final grin before everything changed again. It happened so quickly that I nearly didn't see it happen. The top of her panties snapped against her waist again, the sudden gust of wind knocking me back.

“You better get yourself nice and comfortable in there, Pinkie!” Twilight's body impressed slightly as I heard her yawn from afar. Shaking my head, I turned around, the roof of her panties pressing down on my head and back, though I continued to walk. “As you may know, I'm a pretty heavy sleeper, so you probably won't be getting out until I take my underwear off.”

So you think, Twilight Sparkle!

While the mare's body started to become still beneath my hooves, aside from the soft and steady rhythm of her breaths which rocked her body a little, I made it to the back of her panties again. It was still hot, and the scent was still stale Twilight Sparkle.

And I didn't mind either of these facts at all.

The rising slope of both of her cheeks then came up. Building into a few hops, I hopped, hop, bounced high and fell right into the crevice of her flanks. They rubbed along my body, and the shudder all around let me know I wasn't the only one feeling this.

But as I wiggled deeper and through the tight purple crack, I came along the curve of Twilight's bottom, my body feeling drained and my mind tired. Soon, the mounds of Twilight's pussy came up, and the fur of her fuzzy vulva greeted my sore eyes.

There we go. Almost in bed.

When I reached her slit, I kept to her left mound, feeling my hooves sink deeper here. The trek along the mile-long pony didn't take too long, though finally, after a bit of walking, I reached the hood of Twilight clit again.

I reached it, turned around, and fell against it. My body was warmed by the hot hair inside her panties, that still radiated from her pussy, with my lower body tucked slightly into her slit. Above, the white plain of her underwear was a beautiful backdrop to the whole setting.

And then.

A voice.

“Pinkie... are you seriously using my clit as a pillow?”

I giggled. “Maaaybe!”

“I... ug... thanks for helping me out today.” Twilight soft voice echoed through and all around her underwear. “I really didn't know what good sticking my butt against my glass could have, but getting to do all that with you... it changed how I felt about a few things and... well... you...”

I only smiled at the underwear, seeing it impressed downward, the edge of her hoof coming into it, all so it could brush against my cheek. She was patting her crotch, and me, and it felt like a reward for all my good efforts.

“Good night, Pinkie.”

I closed my eyes as well.

“Goodnight to you too, Sparkle-Butt.”

Author's Note

Author's notes? Oh my! It's been a while since I've done one of these.

This story, even though it's quality is debatable, helped my nine fingers, plus one, get back into the game. The game of writing things. You know. Macro and micro ideas. The very things I love most in life. Writer's block was still taking me for a spin on my rolling chair, and my inability to create work I loved for people I admired placed my lonely soul in a dark room for more than a week.

I'd been lying in bed when it came. The cover-art you're currently seeing for this story attacked my eyes, pleasantly, just before bed. One glance was all it took. Suddenly, determined and giddy, I took to my keyboard, letting the great NC MARES know to look out for the upcoming project.

In a matter of two days, my rough inspiration produced this even rougher work.

Somehow, the plot about one pony rubbing her butt against a tiny friend—and then that tiny friend crawling inside her panties—found itself at 15K so words. This was due to me being rusty and overall excited to be writing again.

Alright, gang. I'm going to be honest with you real quick. To me, all of this wasn't a matter of what the story was, but rather, what it did for me. It reminded me that I could write 7K non-stop and utterly love it. That I had found a friend and a mentor, who not only enjoyed some of the same things as me, but was willing to edit my works as well.

If you read the first chapter, it has since been edited by NC. Working back from it, I was able to see most of the flaws that troubled my prose. But the mental effect was even more profound. Someone I admired greatly was not only willing to converse with me, but also help me.

Since then, they have helped me with matters beyond writing.

It's always been my intent in writing to be prolific. Writing a lot and writing as well as I could. Those have been my goals. There have been some more—hitting a thousand followers and meeting my mentors—were others, but in the case of the former, it was all hollow satisfaction.

Sorry. I'm rambling, aren't I? Allow me to summarize my feelings for a second. In this fandom, I've met a lot of people, those whom I admired, only for the interactions to not turn out well. Slowly and possibly surely, the quote of: "Never meet your heroes" was gaining on me.

But meeting NC has been the greatest thing to happen to me this year. They not only revealed themselves to be as great as they seemed—but far better, wiser, and kinder than the greatness of their artistic skill. Interacting with them has caused me to reevaluate my previous actions and feelings about writing and art and life. Since meeting them, I've changed drastically.

This story was made in the hopes of impressing them, but shortly after its completion, changed to them impressing me with their writing ability. Getting help from NC showed just how much help I need from my friends. One of my goals in life is to write a story—though it's mostly to my own feelings—that feels 'worthy' to NC.

And thus, I have gone to other writes in this site, and those who write micro/macro, to help me. Asking non-stop for help has made me more friends, given me an excuse to talk to people I once feared, and deepened the friendships I currently have.

I'm back in the game now. And I have plenty of friends to help me improve. My goal is still the same—keep writing a lot and write what appeals to me. But you want to know the truth? For as much as I write for myself, a part of me still writes for others. My other goal is to create works that NC would enjoy, that my other micro loving friends would enjoy.

And hopefully.

Stories that you, readers, will enjoy too.

~ Yr, Pal, B ~