Pinkie Gets Smothered by Twilight's Big Fat Plot
Part I - A Heavy Ass Backed into Some Glass
Pinkie Gets Smothered by Twilight's Big Fat Plot
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Twilight! O Twilight!
A mane that glitters in sunlight!
With eyes that glow violet
A mind never violent and a coat quite vibrant!
You have to be careful with her; sometimes she looks annoyed
But really. she's just overjoyed!
Ode to Twi
[c. Ten Seconds Ago].
“You want me to do WHAT with my butt?” Twilight Sparkle’s massive muzzle arced down and settled inches away from the glass pane that I had taped myself against. Oh my... she was even cuter as a giant! “Pinkie! I, er, what? W-why are you tiny? And taped to glass? When did you even set this up in the first place?”
I suppose Twilight was right to be a smidge confused. It’s not every day you walk into your library and nearly run into a pane of glass, let alone find a delightfully adorable, 5-inch tall pink friend taped to it! Faaar below my perch her right foreleg lifted off the crystal floor. A long, round pillar of purple suddenly rose up and brought her hoof to her big face. “Augh! What questions should I even be asking you right now?!”
It was really sweet to see Twilight like this. Well, I mean, I get to see her all the time but there was something different about seeing her so big and flustered that made my heart soar. I have a hunch she wasn't expecting company:
Unkempt mane spitting hair out in random directions.
Pink, striped socks on her hind legs.
Oversized black sweater with deep trenches for wrinkles.
Minty ice cream breath that warmed my little body?
It’s even worse than I thought! This poor mare was in bad shape. I heard all about what happened and she’d had enough time to sulk. Lucky for her, Little-Bitty-Pinkie was here!
Twilight let her muzzle hang just before me and cast her eyes down behind her hoof. I took a moment to lean as far as I could to the side, just making out the side of her barrel and appreciating how soft her loose sweater looked. With a glance down I saw the purple fluff of her chest that stuck out past the sweater. A thick, gold zipper was undone enough to leave a cavernous gap between the fabric and her mountainous barrel.
Wouldn’t that just be a great place to get lost inside! I pouted in feeling my lifeline, a long stretch of tape, holding me fast to the glass. Probably shouldn’t have made it quite so tight. One thing’s for sure, however; I wasn’t going anywhere. At least I was safe! Yes sir, no fear of falling.
And falling.
A wall of purple fur rushing past me.
I would plummet straight into the gap between body and sweater, the latter breaking my fall. Twilight would save my very life withoutevenhavingtomoveand- oooooh, wouldn't that just be the best thing?! To bounce atop the “ground” of Twilight's suspended hoodie with her colossal barrel overhead? There wouldn’t be much light, just from the mouth of the “cave” where her chest is, but just enough to reach up and stroke her great big fuzzy belly and-
“Pinkie!” I blinked. “Are you even listening to me right now?!” I blinked twice more and looked up into the ginormous purple pools that were her eyes. They gleamed and looked to be on the verge of welling up. My heart fluttered. Was she concerned for poor little Pinkie? “Did you drink a potion you weren't' supposed to? Are you feeling unwell at all?” She then shook her giant head and swished her thick mane about. “That does it. I'm taking you down and having you checked out at once!”
“Wait, what? Hold it right there, missy!” I shouted and pointed my hoof. I tried leaning forward too but the tape was much too strong for me. Twilight stopped, however, and looked to me expectantly. “Can you see me pointing at you? I’m totally pointing at you!”
Twilight lowered her head again and sighed. “Pinkie... why are you shrunk and in my home?”
“A-ha! That is because a certain princess hasn’t left said home in a week!” I crossed my hooves. “Now I’m crossing my hooves, Miss Mopey-Dope! Come on, now - tell me what’s the matter.”
I’m sure she knew that I knew what was eating her, but Twi’s head sprang up regardless.
“There's nothing going on with me, Pinkie.” Twilight rolled her eyes. “If you came by like a normal pony, you know, like the rest of the girls, then you’d know I've just been caught up with my royal duties. Nothing else is going on!”
“Nothing else is going on your tiny butt! EEP!”
I couldn’t help but shriek at Twilight's muzzle suddenly shooting forward into my belly. “Will you quit it with that?” Her growl rumbled through the glass. “My butt. Is not. Tiny.”
I put on the bravest face I could. She needed me. “Oh puh-lease!” I stretched my forelegs sideways and barely managed to hug either side of her muzzle. I stared into a pair of violet moons that glared right back. “You know I’m kidding! You've got the biggest and best bum that a mare could ever want!”
Twilight’s nose scrunched up and her eyes narrowed.
“A-and it's not just big, each of your flanks is round without— HURF!“
She pressed forward and forced my head back with a hot snort that fogged the glass. I don’t think she had a clue that the motion did so much to me. The pressure of the tape was nothing compared to her nose, but at least it felt a lot nicer.
“Knock it off! What is it with you and rumps anyway?!” Twilight exhaled even harder and brushed my mane all the way back in a blast of warm, minty air. “I get it! You like to tease the girls sometimes about this kind of stuff... but this is taking it too far!”
Uh-oh.
“Twi, I- ”
“And what’s there to poke fun at, anyway? There’s nothing special back there! It's not like I ever paid it much mind. Who am I supposed to be? Rarity? Sticking my rump in front of the mirror and trying on a million pairs of panties to try and find which ones bring it out the most?”
I might have gotten in over my head.
“I super-duper-luper didn't mean- ”
“OK yeah - ya got me! I didn't spend most of my life trying to find a special somepony! Sorry, I guess I was too busy being by myself, learning the magic of friendship or trying to become a proper princess to ever pay something as trivial as my butt much attention!”
Wait, this might be it! Just so darn tight...
“If you could pleasy-leasy...”
“So I'm sorry my butt isn't the best on the planet, Sentry!” Twilight's muzzle was practically flush with the glass by now and I was struggling to see her over it. And breathe. Breathing is important, too. My ears flattened as her voice continued to rise “I'm sorry it wasn't big enough or good enough for you to want to stick around! I’m sorry I’m getting taller!” Her eyes glowed violet and very violent. “I’m oh-so-sorry that I never cared enough about my ass to notice how little it was getting!”
OK, I think that’s enough venting!
I gasped my last breath. “Twilight! You're... crushing me... with all the wrong parts!”
Her eyes snapped to life—as if they had been closed this whole time. She flinched and relented with a gasp that sent her ears back and eyes down. After a few seconds her eyes settled on me and shrank to about my size.
“Oh, my—Pinkie! I’m sosorry!” Twilight's muzzle lifted off my body at once and my lungs greedily gulped down heaps of cool air. “I-I didn't mean to go off on you like that! It's just, you're here, and small, then you went on about my rump after S-Sentry!”
Either one of her quivering lips looked soft enough to sink into. They had to feel better than any waterbed and I wanted to cry when she tucked them away. Saying his name sent them there, and I wanted them back!
“You don't have to say another word, Twilight! I already know about the meanie-bo-weenie who said that awful stuff about you.” I shook my head and let my mane bounce right and left. “And there's no way I'm letting an amazing mare feel like her rump isn't even amazing-er!”
“But that's... Pinkie!” Twilight's head sprang forward. “That's not even a real word. And... there's more to a mare than her butt, you know.”
“Of course I know!”
Twilight blinked and tilted her head. “You do?”
“Who doesn't know that a mare's rump is only supposed to be part of the package? Besides super shallow meanie-pants, that is.” Seconds later, without quite knowing why, I stuck out my tongue at her. My tummy felt tingly after having the mass of Twilight's giant muzzle pressed against it. That sensation only continued to grow. “But I also know that we sometimes get caught up with parts of ourselves!”
Twilight rolled her eyes. “None of our friends ever complain about their...” She paused, as if searching for the right word. “Their butts being small before.” She then bit her lip. A small, vulnerable act magnified a thousand times to me.
Sweet Celestia; Twilight is adorable!
“Seriously?” I shouted up at her. “You need to start paying attention! How many times does Rarity check her mane in the mirror? Or Rainbow peck at her feathers?”
Twilight coughed. “Rainbow doesn't peck her—“
“Or Applejack fiddle with her hat?” I finished. Twilight shut her mouth and lowered her rump to the ground. A heavy, highly satisfying *PLAP* resonated along my glass pane when her cheeks met the crystal. I stared at the massive mare in the black sweater with a frizzed mane and coat in desperate need of brushing. Even in her disheveled state she was still plenty perfect and more than able to make my heart go POW and KA-BLAM! I pressed on.“All of the girls have something that they focus on! Your something happens to be your bum!”
My heart about melted when Twilight scrunched her nose up and puffed her purple cheeks out. They were the size of a couple hot-air-balloons now! She turned her head away as she thought on my words, letting me see the long, round hood of the sweater shift against her neck. Her eyes looked away from me too but they flicked back once or twice—her faux annoyance was one of my favorite things to bring out of her. I grinned. She was all mine, now.
“You... I... ugh!” Twilight flicked her muzzle against me again, much more gently this time. “Pinkie, you know that I've never thought about stuff like, well, like that before! Not until only recently.”
“Trust me, Twilight.” I giggled up at her. “I know! We’re still be calling your rump a butt instead of what it really is.” She looked at me quizzically. I opened up my forelegs and shouted. “A super nice ass!”
A wave of heated scarlet erupted across the purple field of her puffed cheeks. “P-P-Pinkie!”
“Hahaha! You should see your giant face!” I laughed and snorted then laughed-snorted at the same time. “You don't get flustered by much anymore, but I guess talking about yourself still does the trick.” I wiped a tear away as I finally calmed down. “And that's also why I'm here, silly! To help you get over this!”
Twilight looked at me with her gorgeous eyes and cracked a tiny smile. I knew at once the time for playing around was over. I tucked every joke and prank away in my mane.
“Listen, Twilight. I'm not fooling around with you, here.” There was still a lingering trace of joy in my voice but with my muzzle low and eyes up I hoped she could see I wasn't spinning her for a wheel. “When I saw you and Flash together at Sugarcube Corner my heart was doing backflips for you!”
Her distant gaze dropped away from me and she frowned. I hated giving ponies sad faces but needed to press on. The mission would fail if I didn’t.
“And I'm... sorry, Twilight.” Finally, my voice sounded hollow, and that made me feel all the more real. “I'm sorry for teasing you about your rump and thighs. You want to one day find somepony special to admire them as much as I do.” I sighed but this time it made me feel heavier. “I've always known my teasing wasn't all that fun for you, but I always thought it would... ya know...”
Even when I tried to look away I could still see herin the corner of my gaze—Twilight was everywhere when I just wanted to be nowhere. When she finally looked at me again I hoped she’d just crush me. Uh, wow. Dark! My feelings just strike suddenly, don't they? Wasn't this all supposed to be a game to make her feel better? So much for that one.
“Thought it would what, Pinkie?”
There it is. Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, I tilted my head back to rest against the glass. I took in the full sight of Twilight Sparkle. At her slender neck the black sweater rose up along her back and stopped short at the place I wanted Twilight to love the most about herself.
“That it would, you know, s-secretly let me tell you how beautiful of a mare you were—even if you didn't care all that much about your looks to begin with.” I was trembling but I kept my chin up. “It was always me letting you know. Hoping you'd start to appreciate yourself more and... and finding somepony else that would too.”
Twilight shut her eyes and I could feel the calm washing over her body. A low hum grew into a giggle that caused her cheeks to shake a tiny bit. Something unnoticeable to anypony normal-sized. Me, though? I saw it all and loved every second of it.
“You don't have to apologize for something like that, Pinkie.” Twilight opened her eyes with a hopeful smile. “I-If I'm being honest, I was never really angrywhen you teased me. In fact, it always made me kind of good! I guess I never wanted to admit it.”
Her eyes then blinked twice. “Erm, that’s not arrogant of me to say, r-right?”
I only smiled up at her, hoping she could see it.
“And I get that you're trying to cheer me up but I—“ Another sigh “I don't think there's anything you can say to help right now.” Twilight lowered her muzzle down and against the glass. Her eyes hovered only inches away, filling my world with all of her and her glow. “It's just, after everything that's happened, I don't think...”
The purple spheres of her eyes continued to stare at me. It was amazing to see something so big be so fragile. Those big eyes were welling up again and her voice shook at the edges.
“Don't you understand what happened to me, Pinkie? The only stallion that ever caught my eye, that I ever really wanted to bewith... left me because my butt was too small! Why would something like that end everything before it could begin?”
I smiled wider than ever. “Because most stallions are either silly or stupid. And that one? He was seriously stupid!”
Twilight sniffed and let another half smile appear as if she was fighting to hold back a full one. “I appreciate what you're doing for me, Pinkie. I really do. But I don't think my esteem about my, um, r-rump can recover from a pep talk.” She laughed a second later. “And I seriously can't believe I'm sharing all of this with you right now.”
I leaned fully against the glass and arched my body as best as I could. “Well that’s because I'm tiny! Who can't share big or private things with little friends?”
At last, what felt miles away from me, her lips stretched wide into a full smile. “I think you're onto something. I don't know what it is, but seeing you so small and uh, taped up is making it easier to talk to you.” She shook her head. “I don't think I could usually talk about my rump with another pony like this but it’s a lot easier now.
“Well you won't be feeling like that for long—and I total mean that in a good way!” Some life inflated back into my body. Below, her foreleg rose and rubbed along the other. “If you're able to talk about this kind of stuff because I'm small, imagine what you can do to me with the stuff we're talking about!”
Some of what I said didn't even make sense to me but I shook my head. I just hoped that if I came across as confident and happy that I could ease Twilight into my little scheme. Was scheme the right word? It's something to make her feel better, so maybe plan works better.
“Are we just going to talk about my rump again?” It was hard to see, but far away, in the blurry distance, I could see her tail flick to the side. “You can tease and stuff all day long, Pinkie, but I don't think—“
“Exactly!” I cut the giant mare off. “If I thought getting through to you with words was gonna work, I wouldn't have risked drinking one of your secret potions!” Twilight opened her mouth at that so I spoke double the speed to cut her off. “Nothing I say is going to change your mind about how you feel! Only through action will you come around!
Twilight scoffed. “Uh-huh. What exactly did you have in mind, Pinkie?”
“Weeell, I did go through all the trouble of getting this sheet of glass set up in your library.” I laughed. “Aaand I also shrunk myself to a super tiny size to have good time with your behind!” My forehooves came together and I gave her a toothy grin. “So how about it, Twilight?! Won't you shove your fantabulous butt against some glass for the sake of a friend? Pretty-please?”
Twilight narrowed her eyes on me. “That was your master plan? You want me to crush you with my flanks?” She shook her head. “You're too small for that, Pinkie! And my rump is far too... oh.”
Her gaze and voice were lost to her thoughts. I giggled at her, knowing I had my giant friend exactly where I wanted her. Well, that was a lie. Where I truly wanted her was turned around, rear up and sending two squishy, purple meteors my way!
“Now you're getting it!” I encouraged her. “Everypony can say whatever they like about your flanks but what counts is how you feel about them! No hurtful words from some jerk can destroy a strong feeling!” I did my best to lean forward. “And try telling me it wouldn’t feel great to just smother a pony with something like your butt! I bet you’d enjoy it!”
“No, I would not! It'd be dangerous and—“
“Twilight wants to smother me with her giant plooot!”
“I want to smother you with my giant plot!” Twilight blinked and gasped simultaneously. “Not! I meant to say not! That doesn't count!”
“It totally counts!”
“Pinkie!”
I loved this. “C'mon, Twilight. It's not like you'll be the only one having fun.” My tail flicked at that and I giggled. “I promise you'll feel a lot better about yourself once it's over. Plus, you’ll get all those angry feelings out of your system!” My head tilted to the left. “Heck, just pretend that I'm Sentry if you have to.”
Twilight looked at me for a good long while after that. Usually this is the part where she whines and comes up with a thousand excuses to avoid silly stuff like this. I could see the glint in her eyes, though. I could see how badly she wanted to do this—to use the very thing that caused her pain for good.
At least, that’s the excuse I told myself.
“You're... really okay if I do this?” Twilight muttered. “You would be okay if I, erm, rubbed my plot all over you? What if I accidentally press too hard? Or if you, u-um, got c-c-caught in-between my legs?”
I scoffed. “You kidding? That would make it a hundred and ten percent better!” Once again I wished this tape wasn’t so sturdy—my urge to boop the giant nose before me was very strong! “I want you to rub your rump against this glass! I want you to feel your flanks flattening against and around it and see how magnificent you are!”
“And... you want to be caught in the middle of all this? That sounds so humiliating!”
I shook my head. “I don't care about stuff like that, Twi! If me being smushed under your rump helps you feel strong again then that'll make any discomfort worth it!” I laughed. “And besides, if you still try to say your butt is small after it’s dominated another mare then I'll have to beat it senseless once we're done here!”
Twilight didn't even bother to fight me on that one! The lavender castle of a mare only rose from her seat and stepped back into the distance. Despite her size she moved as quickly as she always did. There was something alien about it, even a little frightening.
I couldn’t get enough. With an uneasy frown Twilight turned about and presented her plot. My eyes opened wide and all my limbs went limp.The vast expanse of her black sweater came to her lower back where a white field of cotton began.
Twilight’s panties were small. At least, on her they were small. To me the looked like they could house a small family! Her tail hid another particular sight I wished to see, but beholding Twilight’s enormous cheeks, barely being contained by her underwear, was enough to get me drooling regardless!
“Oh... my.” In the distance I could see her - a beautiful, if nervous, purple face occluded by faint haze. Her rump was still below and far away but that was still enough to frighten her. “How could you ever say your bottom is small when your panties can barely contain it?!”
Twilight dipped her head and lowered her ears. “I don't think I'd be able to handle you like this at normal size.”
I wanted to laugh at her.
Was Twilight tryingto give me an excuse to remain tiny and hide somewhere on her body?
“Alright! So... we're going to do this now.” Twilight felt like she was talking more to herself than to me. “This is happening! I'm just going to... push my plot against this sheet of glass which my tiny friend, for some reason, is taped to. And then I will feel slightly better about my sex appeal afterward.” Twilight shook her head—she could always twist something fun into something dumb with her logic. “Arrre you really sure about this, Pinkie?
“Oh, just get over here!” I yelled back at her with outstretched forelegs. “If your tush is even half as soft as it looks then there's nothing to worry about!”
Hm. Maybe I could have been a little bit more careful with my wording. I could only watch with bated breath as Twilight bent her forelegs and stepped backward. Every hoof-fall produced a tremor in the glass and sent a heavenly ripple through her flanks.
Just as her tail took up most of my vision it suddenly flicked over her right flank. I gasped and could only gape at the spectacle! All I could see was a plushy wall of white that only grew as she continued to approach. In just a few seconds Twilight’s mighty ass was in position and I was in its shadow. No matter which direction I turned my head I was only met with more of her right cheek! There was just so much of Twilight that I couldn’t possibly take her all in, but I was sure going to try.
“This is your last chance to back out!” I couldn't see it, but I could feel Twilight looking back from somewhere over the slope of her left cheek. Could she even see me? “I imagine you must be pretty frightened right now.”
“Now you're just being a silly big filly!” I yelled back, unsure if she could even hear me anymore. “Why don't you take a quick look and see for yourself?”
Twilight must have heard me because, seconds later, her longhorn appeared in the distance. Like an odd sunrise her mane and eyes appeared over the rim of her rump. She looked back and had to squint to make out a speck of pink on the glass.
“Oh, wow.” She chuckled. “You really do look small compared to my plot.” Her eyes flicked between her rump and me. “I never really thought much of it when looking in the mirror, but seeing how small you look against it...”
“Makes you feel like you've got the biggest butt around?”
“The way it dwarfs you? Kinda.” She gulped. “I didn’t expect to feel so big, but now...”
“And now you're going to smother me with it!”
“Er, right.”
Twilight descended and I couldn't see her face anymore, but facing the backside of her panties was even nicer. They hovered only an inch away now. She probably didn’t even know it but her vulva was straining against the cotton.
It looks like I'm not the only one having THAT kind of fun![/i]
I suddenly heard a burst of magic beyond her body and my chest lit up in a bright purple aura. As quickly as it appeared, however, it was gone. Kind of tickled!
“OK!” Twilight announced. Her thick dock twitched and swished her tail against her cheek. “Here I go...”
“Go, baby, go.” I whispered as the living mountain shifted. The mass of her ass started toward me. The whiteness of her panties took up every inch of my vision. The stitching of her underwear became more defined as it got closer. “Bring it on, Sparkle-Butt!”
And then Twilight Sparkle's gigantic plot, after hovering around me for a second, suddenly flew, full force, into the sheet of glass.
PUMF!
“EE-Hee-Hee!” I was already laughing by the time her rump came crashing into the glass. The cotton and her tushy behind it were even softer than I ever dreamed! It spilled over and enveloped every single nook and cranny I had! I desperately wanted to roll my head around but Twilight had me completely pinned. All of my limbs were splayed out and sunk deep into the heavy flesh. How many hundreds of tons of Twilight was I even hugging right now? I let out a long, muffled moan and let the cotton work its magic. I could not believe how good this felt! That anything could be so soft! I hadn’t even considered breathing when I came up with this idea, but I’m glad Twi thought of it at the last second. “Don't hold back, Twi! Show this tiny mare everything that your butt has got!”
The giant mare settled in and relaxed, content to rest for the time being. I didn’t mind one bit. If I really tried I could just make out the feeling of her plot behind the fabric. The unstoppable mass of a purple butt-cheek that was bigger and thicker than a house.
Her small rump that had lost her a date was now able to dwarf a pony. I hoped it made her feel big and powerful and sexy. I was giggling with glee into her panties, feeling the globes of her butt filling out against the panties and flattening all over and around me.
“Pinkie? Are you still there? Is everything okay?” There wasn't much I could say in response, not that I could see much of anything anyway. I just managed to squint my eyes open but could only make out some individual fibers in the darkness. Her right flank had caught me near its center, right where I wanted. “Hold on for just a second. I should have a personal mirror somewhere... ah! There it is. Found it!”
The sizzle of magic sprung up again but I couldn’t see a thing. With a shout I snapped my head to the side and her cheek immediately shoved mine into the glass. From here I could finally open one eye to the outside world beyond the glass! Being here, it felt like Twilight's body had created a small world of its own and I was the only lucky girl to be caught there. A mirror appeared from the edge of my vision and levitated into place before me.
“I'm going to put it behind the glass and—wow.”. I glanced an eye back to see a sight that took my breath away. “You look... so small and crushed there!”
Those are two things you're not wrong about!
“I've never seen my rump like this. I mean, it's not every day a mare backs her plot into a sheet of glass, but seeing how it spills out over is just... how could Sentry reject this?” I gasped as her hips suddenly rocked left and right causing me to sink even further into her flesh. “And look at you, Pinkie! You were always talking about how big my butt is—but look at it now! You couldn't even beat your hooves against it if you wanted to!”
Hellooo! That was the whole point of me shrinking?! Now you're starting to say all the things I've been thinking.
“You were right, too. It does feel kinda nice to have you back there.” Twilight then giggled. Her cheeks jiggled in response and she pressed a bit harder. “Don't get me wrong. It's completely embarrassing to have my friend smushed against my butt. But actually seeing it... and feeling it...”
I squealed as the wall of white suddenly drug upward and plucked me right off of the tape.
“Oooh my! I almost have to stop looking so I can focus on the feeling.” With my sticky lifeline destroyed I reflexively hugged her as tight as I could. “So how about it, Pinkie? Is my plot every bit as big and great as you were hoping? I wasn't so sure about my panties, but feeling how you're sinking into them... mmhfhmmm!”
Another series of tremors rattled her rump as she laughed again. Despite my best efforts to hang on the panties kept rolling out of grasp!
“Um, T-Twilight! There may be a tiny little problem that isn't me!” Her butt pressed harder against the glass, spilling out even further across it. It was as if she was trying to gauge how much of her tush there really was. “Though the teeny-problem may have to do with teeny-me!”
But Twilight was much too big and enjoying herself too much to hear my voice. Small moans escaped her lips as she continued to mash her ass-cheeks into the pane. Better was how they reverberated through her body—my ear pressed against her flank hearing it like an echo. Despite the danger I couldn’t help but enjoy myself, too!
“Have you gotten your thrill yet, Pinkie?” There was a seductive edge to Twilight's voice that wasn't there a few moments ago. I'd never seen or heard her so sexy before. I don't think Twilight had seen herself like this before either. “Always teasing me about my flanks. Going through all this trouble to get smothered by them.”
There was a laugh, half-genuine and half-hungry, meant for me. “Knowing I have a tiny mare back there is making me feel really good, Pinkie. And I mean really good. My butt has never felt so big before in my life! It can just... do so much to you... and the way it pins you...” More thunderous laughter. “Just a few seconds ago, you were talking about all the things I could do to you, and how you wouldn't mind.”
Uh-oh.
“I hope you still don't mind!”
I wasn't sure what to expect after she said that but when I had an idea when she adjusted her hind legs. Twilight rotated her hips and rubbed her whole rump around the glass. Her panties squeaked across the surface as she drew circles along it!
“Hee-hee! This is so much fun!” Twilight's giggled roared beyond and around her bottom as she kept rubbing along the glass. Up and down, left and right! The motions caused me to roll along and even slip underneath the dough of her tush. “I really hope you're not minding this right now Pinkie, because this is the best that I've felt all week!”
Aw! Even though I was being like a log between glass and ass it was hard to be mad at the giant. It was so cute to see a mare like Twilight Sparkle driven to excitement by something as simple as rubbing her flanks against something. What’s a little mortal danger and disorientation among friends, anyway?
“You... mmhmm... hehehe... were talking how each of my flanks are the perfect size. All I've done is press them against you but I haven't caught you between them!” And just like that, her panty-covered rear pulled away a crack of space developing below me.
“Whoa!” I clung to her tighter then ever and tried not to look down her sock-covered leg at the hard ground so very far below. Her plump flesh filled out against my chest, belly, and crotch and I was forced to hold it even tighter as her butt pulled further away from the sheet.
“So just let my ass catch you in the middle then!” Twilight flicked her hip up and sent me flying up to her dock I cried out as I plummeted. “Hopefully you enjoy yourself in there!”
The air was knocked from my lungs when she brought her tush back against the glass. Looking to my right, I saw the outline of her pussy on the crotch of her underwear. It had flown below me, and I was caught just above her vulva. The fabric was a little looser here, but not by much.
It was such a strange feeling. Even with my cheek pressing into her underwear, I was still able to look up and see how the slope of each of her flanks towered over me. Their outline faded away the further I sunk into her underwear. The fabric of it gave way to the pussy beneath it, her softness enveloping over my body again.
“I... seriously can't believe I'm about to do this!” Everything went still at that. This could only mean everything was about to go really good or really horrible—or maybe just a bit of both! “But I hope you're ready, Pinkie, because I'm about to SQUEEZE!”
She wasn’t kidding! All at once two rolling tides of fabric and flesh came crashing into my body, pressure mounting on both sides. Twilight was clenching her butt with me in her crack!
Oh my... mhmm! I moaned as her beautiful booty enveloped every square inch of my body. You'd think a mare clenching you in her butt would hurt, right? It was really more like having two of the world’s warmest, softest mattresses sandwich you in a world of plush. Everything is just so soft... and the air is a hundred percent Twilight Sparkle!
Pinkie Gets Smothered by Twilight's Big Fat Plot
Part II - Always Bend for a Friend
~ 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 ~
