Shrinking Potion of Freedom

by LilSlipsy

Rating: mature
Tags: Drama, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Fetish, Adventure, Porn, Sex
Length: 10125

Two foals. One massive obstacle stopping them from leaving. With only one way out for the colt and time running out, one plan to smuggle him out of the house might just be crazy enough to work and his filly friend seems more than up to the challenge.

Ardestia and Revere were doing what a filly and colt might be doing when they skip out from school for the day. When Ardestia’s very intimidating dad came home earlier than expected, a shrinking potion would be their one hope at escape.

Would she be able to sneak Revere out of the house undetected in the one place she hoped would be safe?

And what kind of adventure would a ride aboard his fillyfriend be like?

This story was written for the Foal Party June theme prompt: Foals’ awkward post-sex encounters.

Tags:

Chapter 1: Foalcon, F/M, Walk of Shame, Shrinking Potion, Micro, Vaginal Vore & Unbirthing(Technical terms for hopping aboard the foal hole express), going where no pony has gone before.

Chapter 2: Incest, finding even more lands to explore, some relaxation.

Published 2019-06-09 05:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2019-06-09 05:50:01 UTC

Getting him home

The hot sounds of sex filled the room and the two foals enjoyed it as much as they wanted with the whole house to themselves. Ardestia cried out in pleasure as another blissful release was soon approaching. Her front half was on the floor and her rump stuck in the air, pushing back into the colt every time he thrusted.

“I… I’m close,” Revere said between panted breaths, clutching onto the filly’s rump and focusing for all he was worth.

“D-do it…” she said as her eyes started to roll back and a shutter rocketed through her body. She squeezed her eyes closed and her tunnel clamped down on the intruder sliding inside her. “Ahhh~, do it!” Ardestia wailed desperately.

She pushed back and their hips meet with a wet, sticky smack as Revere slammed in as far as he could go. With half-lidded eyes, the two looked to the ceiling, mouth agape as their fluids mixed in a sudden burst. Ardestia could feel his gooey milk spurt out and pool inside her, setting her belly on fire and extending her orgasm that was squirting onto the colt’s legs.

The colt slumped over her back, panting right into her short, coral-green mane as the two stayed there in their orgasmic exhaustion. It was a good thing Ardestia had locked her hindlegs or else they would both be tumbling over.

She could feel his colt piece slowly receding, sliding along her walls as it shrunk in size. It brought a chuckle to her and she just wiggled back further, begging to stay in this intimate embrace for just a little bit longer.

The sound of the front door unlocking and squeaking open pierced through her afterglow and her stomach sank. She could feel the colt’s grip tighten as the door closed with a thud and the familiar hoofsteps of somepony’s very large, very muscular frame walking along the hardwood floors was as clear as ever.

Her dad was home.

“Oh no! Oh no!” Ardestia loudly whispered as she paced back and forth in the room. “You can’t be here. He can’t see you here.”

The colt just gulped and stared at the door for the longest time before glancing under the bed. Trapped in her windowless room was the last place he probably wanted to be. Her father was one of those big, Equestrian special ops types; certainly no simple guard. The kind one hears about in stories, but never actually believes; more than a few ponies were in awe when they finally saw him.

“Ardestia, w-what… what am I going to do?” Revere said with a shaky voice that threatened to jump under the bed if those hoofsteps even suggested coming closer.

She looked around the room at her options before heading over to a chest in the corner. Clothes and toys quickly got tossed out, until finally she pulled out a vial of deep-blue liquid. She grimaced; she had plans to use this for something else, but now seemed like it was as good of a time as any.

“Ok… so I have a plan,” she said as she passed the vial to him. He looked at her like he was an alien that just crash landed here. Thankfully, his brain restarted and he took the potion. “I need you to drink all of that there, and it’s going to shrink you down so that we can sneak you out and get you back home.”

The colt shook his head in disbelief. “Wait… why do you have a shrinking potion?” he asked, but Ardestia just hushed him.

“Don’t worry about that.” Ardestia just popped the cork on the vial. “Do you want to get caught and have your colt parts turned into an ornament?”

The colt feverishly shook his head and mumbled a soft, “n-no…” as he downed the deep-blue liquid. He looked surprised at the taste for a brief moment, probably enjoying the blueberry notes of that particular brew. His head grew smaller, and then the rest of his body followed as he rapidly shrunk; it looked like it was working faster than expected, and thankfully so!

“Ardestia!” a booming voice called out from their kitchen.

“Coming, Dad! I’m just finishing up with something!” she said as she grabbed a towel in the corner and started wiping the floor where they had been. Expectedly, most of the dampness was hers, but she could already see a few milky-white drops that had dripped out onto the floor. She cleaned those up before tending to her fillyhood, dabbing the towel around her slit and thighs, freshening up as quickly as she could. The filly knew she’d be oozing for a while and had planned on having a shower in an empty house when Revere left, but her dad coming home early threw a giant wrench into that brilliant idea.

When she tossed the towel into the hamper, Revere ran right up to her and jumped at her hoof. “Ok, pick me up and put me into your mane or something,” he sputtered out as he glanced at the door.

He was small enough that she could pick him up in her hooves if she wanted, but that wasn’t the issue. She doubted that anypony, even one smaller than him would be able to hide away in her military short mane and tail. Thanks to Dad, she wouldn’t even have something to hide any accidental glances at her leaking behind.

“That’s not where you’re going to be hiding,” she said, trotting off to her bedside stand and grabbing a small bottle of perfume before spraying it in the air indiscriminately; it was much too girly for her, but hopefully it would cover the scent of sex.

Revere tilted his head in a panic as he watched her. “What do you-“

“Ardestia! I already called for you once!” her dad shouted out again and the sounds of heavy hoofsteps were drawing near.

“I said I’m coming, Dad!” she yelled out again before quickly plopping herself down in front of the colt and spreading her legs. “Quick, you have to get in,” she blurted, but as she stared down at the colt, her face was turning just as red as his was. Her heart was beating faster, watching him hesitantly move closer to her.

She could hardly imagine this was how their day was going to turn, or what it would even feel like with him inside her like that. A tingle shot through her spine feeling his tiny hooves grabbing onto her tunnel’s entrance and spread it apart. However, he quickly flinched away as his creamy goo trickled out. “But… it’s messy!”

She scoffed and rolled her eyes. “You weren’t complaining when you made the mess!” she snapped back and poked as his rump in a hurry; the hoofsteps were getting louder and heading this way.

He took a deep breath like he was jumping into the deep end of a pool, readied his hooves on the middle of her entrance and dove in headfirst. Ardestia bit her lip and shuttered, feeling the colt squirm further in. She held his hind legs and helped push him until he was pretty much inside her all the way. The only thing she could see were his two little legs kicking and wiggling around to get deeper, but at least he was out of sight.

For Revere, his entire world went dark as he slid into her hidden pocket. He grabbed onto whatever he could, pulling with the back of his neck as quick as possible. With one last kick off Ardestia’s hoof, he slid most of the way in, but could still feel the ends of his hindlegs still exposed to the outside air.

Inside here was hot, like the world most sexual oven pre-heated just for him. The walls all around him were a snug fit for him to squeeze into, but they suddenly tightened all around him like a vice, knocking the wind out from him. His whole world started to turn upside down as he assumed Ardestia was standing up. He could hear the dull thuds of her hooves quickly scrambling along the floor and the small shake that accompanied it with every step.

Thankfully, the tight squeeze holding him captive relented and he could finally gasp for air. What little air that was in here smelt musky and intense, a scent that hit straight to the point and just screamed ‘this is a mare’. Though, that was thoroughly mixed with his own particular smell that he knew all so well, dribbled on his hoof when he was an exploratory colt.

Under different circumstances, it might have been perfectly relaxing inside this mysterious cave. The supple bed underneath held him perfectly and he could hear the dull, rapid thumping of her heart. Every thump made the filly’s walls twitch slightly all around him, hugging and massaging his entire form like it was the most natural thing in the world for it to do.

Her panicked beating could have been like some sort of strange lullaby trying to put him to sleep, but as he drew a second breath, a glob of fluid went with it. His eyes widened in the darkness and he started a coughing fit that emphasized just how much he needed fresh air. With adrenaline flowing through his body, he squirmed and contorted around, pressing his hooves against her walls to buy any amount of space until he finally curled into a ball.

Ardestia’s entire tunnel quivered the more he struggled, tightening around him like she could barely control it. He could hear a faint voice that sounded deep enough to be her father, then her muffled voice coming in a lot clearer as it reverberated through her body, “I was just rearranging my stuff in here and didn’t want you to see my room in such a mess.”

Revere could only imagine what she looked like as he rubbed against her. Ideally, she could just put it to the back of her mind, but with the earthquakes happening all around him, he doubted that. “S-sorry, Ardestia…” he mumbled between coughs; he needed to breath.

“I did call for you twice,” her father said as he stood in the doorway with shoulders touching both sides of the frame.

“And I said I was coming.” She had a sheepish smile on her face as she stood there as straight as she could. Though, that was becoming more and more of a challenge with Equestria’s most wiggly pony making a surprise appearance inside of her. It was distracting enough if it didn’t feel like he was fighting off a whole swarm of bees in there. What was he doing?

The sensation alone of having his tiny hooves in those places made her loins start to beg for more, asking her to just lewdly moan out, or have her entire front half on the floor and her coltfriend rutting her good and proper again. She just hoped her flushed cheeks or dripping backside wasn’t obvious enough to give anything away.

“That’s not good enough,” he reminded her. “And besides, what are you doing here at home on a school day?”

She gulped and awkwardly shifted her rump, feeling her walls getting stretched wide as he pushed against her. It was enough for her to let out a soft, “nnngh~,” but she quickly brought a hoof to her face and let out a fake cough.

“Well… I wasn’t really feeling well in the morning,” she said with a convincing smile. It was somewhat true; she hadn’t been feeling normal with that eagerness between her legs at the idea of Revere coming over. The only way to fix that was a shot or two of his medicine rutted deep into her.

The colt grabbed hold of something that made her shiver, but suddenly was able to flatten out inside her again. The filly mentally breathed a sigh of relief before smiling a little more earnestly. “I’m feeling pretty much normal right now so I’ll be good for tomorrow.”

Her father just looked at her with a stoic expression, one that she always had a hard time seeing through. He just grunted after a long pause. “Then, if you’re feeling better, you should be getting to your chores by now, and I haven’t seen one thing done so a far.”

“Yes, sir!” she said and snapped him a quick salute which he returned.

“That’s what I like to hear,” he said as he turned around and started to head out. “First you can sweep the kitchen, then dust the bookshelves and take out the trash for now.”

She gulped a bit as she heard that list. Two of them were fine, but those bookshelves were pretty high, and Dad was probably going to be reading in the same room as her.

He could see the light!

Worming his was out was a lot easier than trying to make a sudden U-turn. When his hoof found some purchase he kicked with maybe a bit too much force as he immediately flew along her slippery tunnel. His head poked out, and then neck, and shoulders… oh no! He was falling out!

Revere spread his hooves as much as he could, but it felt like trying to stop himself midway down a waterslide. Thankfully, he came to a stop and was just barely able to scoot back into the safety of her fillyhood.

When his uncle said he’d be up to his neck in girls soon enough, he probably didn’t mean it like this. Finally though, the colt could breathe a sigh of relief in the open air. It was kind of fresh, but she still filled his nostrils; there was no way to escape her scent, and really, as long as there was oxygen mixed in he didn’t mind at all right now.

All he had to do was relax and wait for her to bring him home. There’s no way her dad would catch him here. Plus, her scent was certainly having its enchanting effect, giving him another limb to hold on with.

He watched as they left her room and headed down the hallway; half of the items in the chest were tossed back in, but her dad seemed none the wiser about the true reason for that. Her tunnel was still gently massaging him, but it was nowhere as intense as it had been now after settling in. Though it was still hot in here, he had felt it on his member before, but he could never imagine the warmth surrounding his entire body like the lewdest hug in all of existence.

The gooeyness was still covering his legs and as he swished them about, it felt like it was getting even slimier in here as time went on; all that mess was going to have to go somewhere. It already covered every inch of his grey fur, but he still felt it flowing past him like a warm, gentle current. He watched as the creamy substance covered her engorged button in front of him until it finally gave way and dripped onto the floor.

Revere expected her to make a quick exit to the door before her dad suspected something or found the trail of foal juices. However, it seemed they had other plans right now when they headed towards her kitchen and she opened a closet door to grab something.

Was she sweeping?

He almost thought about shouting out at her, but he caught a glance into the living room and the white fur of her dad on the couch. Revere looked around for something to hide with, but there was nothing! Even Ardestia’s tail was too small to even reach down here. He gulped and sunk himself in deeper, hiding away as best as he could.

Ardestia kept sweeping up the kitchen as fast as she could; maybe if she got all of her chores done super-fast she’d have enough time to duck out, run across town and get back without anypony noticing. Ugh… why did Dad have to come home so suddenly?

One of the small positives she noticed was that Revere had slowed down, and actually letting her focus on something else. She really didn’t need him squirming about, getting her all riled up again; she was already more than wet enough right now.

Most of the floor was done, but she kept spotting small droplets on the ground wherever she had been. When she saw one, she wiped it off the floor with a hoof and quickly smeared it on the back of her fetlock where nopony could really notice. She hoped to Celestia that Dad didn’t see anything before she had time to wash the floors again later today.

Soon enough, she sorted everything into a pile, picked up the dirt and dust in the scooper before tossing it all in the trash. That was the fastest she had ever done the kitchen, and good for it. It was only a light drip now but she really didn’t want to be walking around the house when it was really coming out.

Opening the cleaning closet again, she put the broom back and grabbed the duster. With feigned confidence she wandered on over to the living room with Dad sitting there reading his newspaper. There’s no way that he’d look and see Revere’s head sticking out, right? She prepared herself as she walked over to the ladder leaning against the shelves, looking up at just how high they were. Well… here goes nothing.

Why was her rump pointed directly at her dad? Why was everything tilting? Why were they going up a ladder?!

If he even glanced over this way he’d be done for! What was she thinking? He tried sinking in deeper, hiding away from the world like when he was younger and hid in a blanket from all those nighttime monsters, with only his eyes and muzzle peeking out to keep watch and get air.

The gooey mess still covered his body and stuck to his fur… but it also made everything else as slick as could be. There was already one close call today, but now it felt like there was no way to win. Every time she moved, he tried to push deeper in, but it was no use, it was so slippery that it felt like he could just plop out at any time. It was almost like being trapped on an oil covered roof, staring at the ground… and it was a long way down.

He could still watch her dad flipping through the pages, as Ardestia did something up above. Hopefully whatever she was doing ended soon enough. Revere’s hooves were spread out as far he could manage in this tight space. That and the awkward angle were making this very tiring.

Revere stared intently at her dad, hoping that he didn’t glance this way. He knew he was tiny, but he felt as if he might as well have a neon sign pointing right at him. He heard impossible stories about those special ops types, but after getting more than a good look at him, they didn’t seem out of the realm of possibility anymore.

Her dad flipped another page and then glanced over. Revere’s stomach sank and his heart froze. They were caught! He was done for! He squeezed his eyes shut and desperately tried to move back as much as he could but he stood no chance at that.

He waited for that booming voice to start shouting, ordering him out before finally sending him to the afterlife. But… nothing came. Cautiously, his eyes opened and he could peek out again. Her dad was still sitting… still reading.

He might just survive this.

Ardestia fluffed the duster around as well as she could with her blinding speed. It was a good thing all three bookshelves were adjacent to each other, but the amount of knickknacks and trophies on here was making this a bit tedious.

Though, as she brushed the final Equestrian air ship, she realized that everything was done. She slid down the ladder’s railings and landed with a hard thunk on the wooden floor. She could feel her passenger slip half way out in an instant. Oops!

She twirled around fast enough that hopefully Dad didn’t notice a pony stick out from her. He still hadn’t said anything up to this point so she hoped for the best. She could feel Revere scrambling back and slowly trying to return to his position. At least he wasn’t going to fall out yet.

The filly noticed several drops on the rungs of the ladder and even more pooled on below it. Another mess she’d hopefully be able to clean up, but now was not the time under Dad’s watchful eye. Instead, she casually walked to the closet and put the duster away. All she had left now was the garbage.

That was easy enough to tie and pull out; all she had to do was walk though that back door and they would be free.

“Ardestia,” he said and a cool wave washed through her entire core. Did he notice something? “I’m heading to the store in a bit. Do you want anything for dinner?”

She took just a moment to mentally sigh in relief, before dropping the bag on the ground. “No, anything is fine for tonight. Your choice!” she said and waited for a reply but none came.

Good enough.

She grabbed the bag and hurried out the door, breaking into a solid trot once she was far enough away. She didn’t even stop running as she heaved the bag up, tossing it clear into the metal bin out back. Dad said he was heading out soon, but that could be in an hour from now for all she knew. She needed to hurry back before he got suspicious, and on top of it, she had a long way to go as, unluckily enough, her path went right through town.

At this point he was riding in style. Sure it was a bit bumpy, but he didn’t even have to walk home at all. He could just sit back and relax inside his favourite filly. However, the town was pretty dead right now; nopony was out on the streets besides the two of them.

There was still a decent distance to get to his place, then she’d probably be leaving right away to get back before her dad noticed. With his heart rate back to normal and not feeling absolute terror from the fear of being turned into a mare, he started to really notice the lovely place he was in; those outer lips framing the edge of her cave and this melon sized bump winking out every so often. He smirked deviously; the day didn’t have to end here just yet!

Casually, he pulled a hoof free and gave her a small stroke along her outer lips. He could feel her running trip up for just a moment, where she might have made an extra step or two; oh she could definitely feel this! He stroked her again, rubbing along those soft, blue-grey hairs that covered her feminine folds. They quivered under his hoof, enough that her entire entrance twitched; even her clit winked out again!

“Oh do you want to play too?” Revere said to himself as he poked the melon sized dot in front of him. The juices covering him and everything around here let his hooves easily glide along her button. He pressed into it, massaging it like he was trying to give her a back rub, hoping that was going to do something.

By the way it shot out at him; it appears it just might be.

Revere’s hooves slid down along the edges, pulling apart her hood as far back as he could get it, touching her in spots he thought she would never be able to feel without hooves this small. He smirked a little more, feeling it jump against him again like a bucking bull and her trotting starting to slow.

With the side of a hoof, he wiped the excess cream off the dot and smacked his lips; it was going to be a lot easier to kiss it without a bucket of gooeyness in the way. He latched onto her winking bump when it finally pulsed out, wrapping two hooves around the beast and trying to wrestle it into submission. It didn’t calm in the slightest, and instead it was only getting more and more excited.

He planted another kiss right in the middle of it, making out as sloppily as he wanted, dragging his tongue and kissing all over the bump. She had never let him actually lick down here before; she always got him to stick it in right away every time. However, it wasn’t escaping his grasp, so now seemed as good of a time as any to indulge. Plus, he must have been doing something right since we were at a walking pace now.

“I can’t believe you’re doing that out here,” she said back to him.

His ears flicked up and with another smirk, he raised his head without letting go of his prize. “I just want to show my appreciation the only way I know how.”

He heard her mumble something else but… she didn’t really tell him not to. So… full steam ahead!

“What a butt,” she mumbled as she slowed down to a walk; basically a snail’s pace! He was doing this here? Out in public and everything!? It was a good thing that nopony was out, but still, anypony could be looking through their window right at them!

A loud bell rang out close by; the school just finished for the day.

Oh no! These streets might be quiet now, but they were going to get a whole lot busier once all the school ponies come rushing in. She could make it if she sprinted, but she would fall flat on her face in no time from somepony currently going for a world championship belt against her clit.

No pony would have been able to follow a trail of drips now that she was outside, but still, her flanks were soaked, fillyhood a mess, and this colt’s seed had been oozing down her legs this entire time. There was no way anypony who even glanced slightly behind her would miss that disaster. Having one of those really bushy tails would be a blessing right now… or really anything longer than the style she had.

Her head twitched to the side as he hit a particularly sensitive spot, then hit it again, and again. “Aaagh!” she yelled out as quietly as she could, trying to power through this before he left her a drooling mess on the floor for the entire school to see. She needed to get out of here before, “o-oh gosh…” she said feeling her legs buckle and barely recovering as she still kept walking on all her hooves.

There the ponies were. Some were running but most casually walking by. All the training her father had put into her was for this moment. Don’t show any signs that something was wrong and it will be all fine.

She grinned with gritted teeth to stop her from lewdly moaning out, hoping that nopony looked over and suddenly called her out.

“Ardestia?” someone called out from up ahead. She was taller than the rest… Ardestia gulped… here comes her teacher!

“O-oh… h-hey,” she shakily replied, trying to not fall over where she stood. Although, now that she didn’t have to walk… she shifted back a little and locked her legs in place for the storm that was coming.

“I didn’t see you in class today… Revere neither, but his mother said he wasn’t feeling well. Just wondering why you weren’t in class either.”

Ardestia huffed suddenly, feeling her tunnel squeeze around that inconvenient intruder, but the more it clamped down, the more it fueled his vigor. “O-ohhh…” she moaned out, “O-oh well… I wasn’t f-feeling all that great e-… either…”

She blinked up at the teacher, trying to hold it all in, but it was too much, Revere was winning this battle. She really had to call upon her best poker face to have any hope of avoiding a disaster. With all her might, she didn’t dare blink or show that something was wrong. Getting past this conversation could actually be a possibility, but the fire in her belly was begging to explode. “I… I… I’m feeling b-b-better now,” she barely got out before her short tail shot straight up as he pulled the final trigger.

Her face strained, but she kept a smile and her eyes locked with her teacher’s as another torrent came gushing down her legs. Before she could revel in that orgasmic bliss for too long, she was tossed back to reality and quickly winced in pain as something tiny grabbed onto labia and tugged it down like a big, dumb weight.

“M-maybe you should stay home tomorrow as well…” her teacher said before starting to head off. “See you where you’re feeling better.”

Ardestia was stunned for a moment, until that sharp pain went through her again. Looking underneath herself, Revere was hanging off the edge of her labia with nothing but his teeth as he slowly swayed side to side like a pendulum. He looked at her with sheepish eyes, but she was having none of it right now.

She growled and his expression dropped. He made her cum right in front of her teacher and practically the whole school! It didn’t look like anypony had saw anything, but it could have been a disaster! With a hoof she reached back, grabbing him and stuffing him headfirst back inside. He can spend the rest of the trip trying to turn around again!

With a huff she started into a fast trot, feeling the colt trying to ball around inside her again. By the time he was out, she should already be at his place.

He couldn’t help but chuckle in the safety of her vagina as he finally righted himself and could smell that sweet, outside air once more. He was actually getting pretty good at moving around like this, now that he’s been here for a while. Maybe he’d just toy with Ardestia a little bit longer, popping out from her a few times before diving back in; playing a game of whack-a-mole that she would totally love… or at least she would love the whack part.

Thought, it might be a good idea to let her cool off a bit and go back to her dads, plus, judging by the corner she just walked by, they were practically at his doorstep. However, it looked like she was heading off to the side of his house that was shaded and a bit hidden with the small trees. Good thinking! How would he explain this to anypony if they saw him like this?

“Can I come out now?” Revere asked with a bit of a chuckle still in his voice.

Graciously enough, a hoof came between her legs, letting him grab aboard and slide out with a loud, wet shlick and a cute, little grunt that Ardestia tried to hide. She brought him up to her face. “You stink,” she said and set him down on the roof of a small, outdoor storage container.

He still had to look up at her, but he couldn’t help but grin. “I don’t know,” he said as he batted his eyes like he was trying to be cute for her. “I actually kind of like the way I smell… the way you smell.”

She scoffed and rolled her eyes, but that unmistakable blush filled her face no matter how much she tried to hide it. “I’m going to have to get back to my dad’s real quick before he thinks something’s up. But the effects should only last… a day? Maybe even two at most?” She shrugged a little bit. “I don’t have an antidote, but I know it wears off slowly. Just lay low for a bit, and you’ll be fine.”

She turned to leave for a moment before looking back, “Oh, and you’re looking pretty dirty right now, but I can at least help you with that.”

After being inside her for so long and now soaked with various fluids in the shade, it practically felt like winter out here in the summer air; enough to make him shiver at least. He was about to say something before a rush of freezing cold water sprayed right at him, chilling him to his core in a flash. “Ahhh!” Revere yelled out, and tried in vain to block the water from the hose she just picked up. He tried moving to the side but she followed him with the flow for what felt like forever before turning it off as abruptly as it started.

“Hehe, that’s for the making me cum in front of the teacher!” she said as she finished closing the tap and headed out for real this time, leaving Revere to only grumble and shiver from the freezing water.

He looked at his fur and shaking hooves, practically all those thick pieces of goo had flicked off, leaving only the slickness that had seeped much deeper into his fur; that might take some soap to get the last bits off. At least he looked somewhat presentable now, but dang was that cold.

The colt stood there, shivering like a drowned rat, wondering how he was going to actually get inside the house, or if he should just scrap it all and lay out in the sun for an hour to warm up. Honestly, he wished Ardestia would come back and let him warm up in a way they’d both like.

“Wait… what were you doing with her?” a voice called out from up above. A light-pink coloured filly was staring down at him from the upstairs window, before flicking her peach coloured mane to the side and jumping out. Slowly, his little sister floated to the ground in front of him, looking at him with intense curiosity like she always did whenever he did anything.

“Was it some kind of game? “ Petite Shine asked with a tilt of her head, before her eyes finally lit up like a holiday tree. “Oh! I want to play it too!”

Author's Note

This story was made for the Foal Party June theme prompt revolving around foals’ awkward post-sex encounters. I did have an idea for a bonus chapter as well, so hope you enjoy the sexy spelunking if you continue to read past here. A colt really does need to warm up.

I want to play too!

“Come on! I want to try whatever you two were doing! It looked so weird and you’re so small…” Petite Shine tiled her head again. “Wait, why are you so small?”

“It’s… a long story, but basically a shrinking potion. It will wear off…” he said calmly before shaking his head as the rest of the conversation hit him. “And no! We’re not playing a game like that. Besides what did you even see?” He looked at her sternly, but the incessant shivering came with a vengeance and didn’t help his point at all. He couldn’t believe what she was asking; she was probably bluffing more than anything anyways.

She got a little bit closer to whisper. “Well I saw her pull you out from under her tail… and it is pretty short.”

Revere stared at her wide-eyes with his mouth agape, but slowly shook his head; he certainly wasn’t opposed to the idea, but knew he really shouldn’t be doing that.

His little sister frowned for a moment, before smiling like her cute self again. “Well maybe I can just tell mom you were all small and playing that weird game with your fillyfriend.”

That… was something that could not happen. “F-fine…” Revere started to say between shivers, “I’ll trying playing that game with you too, but if you don’t like it it’s not my fault. And I’ll only do it if you promise not to tell anypony else about this. Got it?”

“Hehe! Yay! I promise!” she cheered as she jumped up and down in front of the colt before her head tilted over in confusion. “So like… how do you want to do this? Do you want me to just turn around and let you…” she said as she did a few circles in the same spot like a dog chasing its tail.

“A-actually, first... I need to get warm,” he said as he got close to the edge of the storage bin and threw his hooves up in the air at her. Petite Shine took the hint and let him climb aboard her back, and into her soft, pink, oh-so-warm fur. “L-lets go into the sun, or up to your room or something first and we can do it there.”

“Okay!’ she said and headed off to the sunny backyard that they had, heading over to Mom’s garden that was blooming this time of year. “So, what were you doing exactly with her anyways?” she asked as she let Revere get off and onto the warm bench.

He sighed happily, feeling that warm sun cast down on his slick fur. “You didn’t see everything?” he asked and she shrugged, giving a solid maybe vibe which made him just roll his eyes. “Well, I had to hide away back there… inside her… and she brought me home.”

“Oh? You went inside her? You can do that?!” she asked with adorable curiosity, not even seeming fazed by what she was saying. “So, I guess you can go inside me too then?”

He gulped as she stared down at him. Was this really happening? Honestly, it wasn’t that crazy… every colt probably thought about their sister at least once or twice… right? …Right? He had more than a few fantasies when he was figuring out just how his colt piece was meant to work; that was until he met Ardestia though, when she kind of distracted him from any other girl.

But Ardestia wasn’t here, and Petite Shine was, and even if the sun was out, he was still freezing. He noticed Petite Shine’s peach coloured tail swaying in the slight breeze; that was one way he could warm up.

He finally nodded to her. “Yea… I can go inside you then. If you really want to try out our game.”

“Yay!” she squealed, rearing up and flapped her hooves is excitement, like she just won a year’s supply of candy. “Ok, here!” she said as she landed back down, twirled around and squished her butt right up against the side of the bench, giving him a full view of… of…

Everything.

He stared slack-jawed at it, feeling his body slowly take a few steps closer like it was running on autopilot. Her curves were much more sensual than he could imagine, it was almost like looking at a model in a magazine… but for this under the tail stuff.

The fur around her folds was so much shorter and softer here. His hoof rose on its own and gently stroked along the edge of her tiny mound, making her shiver the moment his hoof grazed along them. “T-that tickles,” she said and glanced back.

The two sides of her opening looked so serene, pressed up against each other like a pair of tight lips. Ardestia’s was always all puffy and drooling, with a line of pink down the middle just begging to be explored. Comparatively, his little sister’s looked so new, so perfect that he could just leave it exactly where it was and he’d be happy with it. It was amazing how small her fillyhood was though, even at his current size.

He grazed his hoof over the warm entrance; even the outside here was much hotter than her skin and fur on her back during the short ride over. Though, one thing was drastically different from anything else he encountered before. “H-hey Petite Shine… why are you so dry back here? Aren’t you supposed to be wet by now?” he asked as he looked her flank over from top to bottom: nothing.

“I don’t know?” she said in a bit of confusion. “How do I get it wet?”

Revere had to give her fillyhood a real good look as the weight of his responsibility finally caught up with him. Ardestia had always taken care of this part, and then he could just stick it in and thrust a lot. He stared at the enigma in front of him that might as well have been made in the deep Zebrican lands. “Have you done anything back here to get you wet at all?” he asked, hoping that she knew more.

“Nope!” she said with a wild shake of her head. “You’re the first to be doing… whatever you’re doing. Plus, it’s not like any normal pony is actually small enough to go inside me I don’t think. Why? Is getting wet part of the game?”

“Y-yea… that’s part of it,” he said as he gulped a bit more; he really hadn’t been all that hooves-on with a girl’s privates before, maybe poking one of them a couple of times but that was it. With some trepidation, he pushed against her tiny lips for a moment, watching them bounce back to their original shape effortlessly.

Ardestia had that little dot that he had wrestled earlier; he knew that made her squirm and orgasm. However, here was different; his sister’s button was somewhere hidden behind those pink lips. He knew if he found it he might be able to try the same thing, but after being disorientated in Ardestia’s tunnel, he wasn’t quite sure if he’d find the clit on the top or bottom of her crevasse.

Though, he was still cold and her fillyhood felt so warm and inviting, practically radiating heat at him like an oven door that was left open. He leaned in and gave it a hug, wrapping his hooves around her entire mound and squeezing it in, pressing his head right up against that thin line in the middle.

Petite Shine’s flank twitched and Revere’s ears popped up at the sound of her taking in a sharp breath. “Are you alright there sis? Oh… I hope I’m not too cold.”

He could feel her shaking her head and pushing her rump a little further into the bench. “Well you are chilly… like really chilly back there, but it’s alright.” She couldn’t help but chuckle suddenly. “It’s like I have a secret hidey away spot; my own fort that only super-secret ponies can go into. Right?”

“Heh, right.” He smirked and hugged onto her slit a bit more, squeezing her together and massaging those lips with both of his forelegs. He squeezed them together and let go, squeezing them again and letting go, until finally he tired it again and heard the popping sound of two, moist pieces of flesh softly smacking off each other.

Her tail suddenly flicked up above, washing a cool breeze over him that made him shiver; at least it felt like he was getting somewhere. He looked down her entire split and noticed a sliver of darker coloured pink peeking out between those lips. There was even a small shimmer of dampness appearing at the very bottom. Success!

He brought his head closer to that wet spot and could clearly start to smell the inviting scent casually perfuming off of her; it was so much sweeter, and almost like it was mixed in with a bottle of champagne. He gave the first sparkles of dampness a few gentle licks before he just sunk right into it and started lapping like a thirsty puppy; with only a few licks he could say that he might just be getting drunk off this inviting taste.

“O-oh!?” Petite Shine suddenly squeaked as a sudden flash of flesh jumped out and booped him on the muzzle, practically sending him back onto his haunches.

Taken aback, he blinked at the surprise, wondering what exactly that was. He moved her small curtain to the side to find out for himself and nestled within was a roundness that was no bigger than a large orange to him. “Oh wow!” he said, practically beaming with a smile. “I knew it would be here somewhere!”

“W-what was that? T-that… felt kind of weird,” she said, trying to look back, bending her neck backwards in awkward angles in vain to get a better look without moving her rump.

“That was your um… fun button? It jumped out to say hello,” Revere explained as best as he could but still kept a watchful eye on it, seeing it quiver and threatening to shoot right back out at him. He might be able to make her wet with this, or even completely soaked. Gently, he pressed his hoof to it and slowly petted the tiny orb. “How does it feel?”

“It feels… it feels…” she tried to say before she tapped her forehoof down hard on the ground. “It feels, like you’re k-kind of scratching an itch, but like, also tickling me, “she said in between a few heavy breaths. “C-can you keep going?”

Her juices were slowly tickling out a bit more, covering her pearl in a slick glaze and clinging to his hoof. It felt almost like he was dipping it in to a hot tub, making sure the temperature was just right. A tingle went down his spine in anticipation; she was perfect.

He pulled his hoof away and he could feel her trying to look back to see what was going on. “I’ll keep going in a second, just… I want to do what we came here to do first.” Those words seemed to make her instantly tense up, right before her nub winked out at him again.

“Now… just hold still.” He looked her over and spread her folds apart the little they would move, showing her velvety smooth interior that sparkled in the sunlight with the sheen of juices covering her walls. This would be easy enough, just slide in, flip around and wrestle her special dot until she orgasms, and then maybe he could just lay around in heaven for a bit. He had a solid plan and everything… was he becoming an expert at this? He chuckled a little to himself and was pretty sure that his uncle’s particular phrase of muff diving didn’t include this.

He mentally prepared himself before taking a deep breath, squishing his hooves in and pressing his head inside her canal. Her gasping sharply was the last thing he could hear from the outside world before she covered his ears and darkness enveloped him.

He tried pushing his head back to help him move forward, but her tunnel barely even moved. In fact, he could feel her squeezing around him from all sides so intensely that he might not even be able to turn around inside her in the slightest if he got all the way in! He could just be stuck in her!

With some urgency, he pressed against her with his hindlegs and heaved himself out in one motion, landing flat on his back and almost knocking the wind from him. “You’re so tight!” he groaned out as he tried to get back up.

“Oh is that good?” she said before letting out a small gasp and looking over her shoulder at him with a frown. “Or is that not good? Am I too tight for you?”

“No, no! That’s a good thing!” he quickly said as he popped back on his hooves. “It’s just that I might have to work a little harder and try something else… and you might have to help me.”

“Ok! What do you need me to do?” she asked with her cheery self back in a flash.

If he knew his introductory to basic physics courses correctly, he knew that sliding downhill would be easier than not. “Could you just try and touch your chest to the floor, but keep your filly bits up here till I get in?”

“Like this?” she asked as her chest hit the ground, bumping her rump in the air and even making her tail snap up higher. That little pearl shot out again and she let out a long breath.

Her fillyhood was spread ever so slightly, just enough that he may be able to put this tiny hoof between them without touching. He pushed them apart and looked down into her tunnel. “That’s perfect.” It almost seemed like he was jumping into one of those enclosed water park slides.

Carefully, he lifted a hindleg, put it right at her entrance and slowly pushed inside her. Her slick walls let it slide halfway into her easily enough, but he could already feel her gently squeezing at his limb; just how tight was she going to be?

He grabbed onto to top of her folds, getting a good grip at the very base where they didn’t stretch very much and then hopped up with his other hoof, sliding it right alongside the first one. Her slippery fillyhood let it enter easy enough. Good thing he was going hindlegs first, with how she squeezed him, he could barely even pull them apart!

His legs were only half way in, while he awkwardly held on and sat against her entrance, but he needed to get in much deeper still. With a bit of pushing and a few twists, his legs slowly started to sink deeper into her tunnel, moving her walls for the first time. Petite Shine softly cooed as he gave another quick twist and sunk even further; his eyes widening when he felt something suddenly tap against his rear, but a smirk slowly appeared when he knew exactly what that was.

Her insides were super warm, like he was going into hot tub; actually, the more Revere wiggled his way down, the more it felt exactly like that. Putting his legs in was fine, but right when it got up to his crotch everything changed. He bit his lip as he twisted a bit more, feeling her juices cover his member and her walls pinning it between his belly.

He slowly exhaled after sinking up to his chest, then his shoulders, until only his neck was left out and his hooves were scrunched up against his body. The warmth was seeping into his very being, shaking all those chills from his body. It was so nice, like the tightest, most intimate hug ever; he just sighed, closed his eyes and took a moment to take it all in.

“A-are… are you all in?” she said with a soft pant.

He blinked in surprise, almost forgetting everything else besides where he was. “Oh, y-yea! I’m up to my neck and can barely move my hooves around in here, but wow… I wish you could try this, you’re hugging me so tightly it’s amazing!” he said with an ecstatic smile as he looked up at her tailhole and dock, framed with the blue sky above. “Oh, and you don’t have to stay here either. I’m all aboard.”

“Hehe! Ok!” she said as she took a few steps forward. He could feel her fillyhood slide around him slightly as her hips moved, and after a couple steps it felt like she was angling her legs to make her tunnel rub against him even more. “That kind of feels weird, but like a nice weird, like when you were touching me at that nice spot.”

His eyes popped open in sudden realization of that hidden treasure that had just tapped him in the back of the head. A sly smile came to his head as he squirmed and tried twisting around; he still needed to make his little sister cum!

“O-oh~” she sharply moaned out when he made that big twist. Her legs buckled and he could feel his world suddenly drop down for a moment before she caught herself.

He quickly tried ducking his head in, but soon realized he was fine. Though, getting his head squished by his little sister’s privates while he was wearing her like a sleeping bag might not be something he wanted to tell the doctors… or his parents for that matter. “Maybe you can lay down for a bit while I try something out with you! It’s pretty intense and I don’t want you squashing me,” he said with a half-sarcastic chuckle.

“Try something?” She flicked out one of her hind legs for a moment, shaking it like it had a mind of its own before letting out a huff and walking over to a small bush in the garden; it might help keep them a little more hidden, but luckily the large, wooden fence in the yard was keeping them from curious eyes. Slowly, she laid down in the grass with her legs parted just enough to look down and see the colt sticking from her, meeting his eyes when he rolled over into the right position. “Like what?”

“Well…” he started as he looked down at her still quivering pearl. “I’m going to make you cum.”

“Cum?”

“Mmhmm,” he said before sticking out his tongue and giving it a few licks. He could feel her tunnel clench up instantly around him and a sharp breath come out from her. Her filly juice had already covered that dot, prefect for lapping up her sweet taste. Honestly, if he had to choose between who tasted better, he might have a clear winner; but he’d never tell Ardestia that.

He chuckled a little to himself as he wiggled a hoof free to join in. Her pants were becoming deeper the more that he licked, and she couldn’t help but bring a hoof to her mouth and squeeze her eyes shut when he started massaging along her smooth button.

“Mmph~” she squeaked and rocked him as her hips bucked into the air. He just latched on even more with his lips, sucking at it as well as he could.

Revere couldn’t help but thrust forward too, his squished member sliding against her walls. “Mmm~” he moaned out around her clit and stated to rock his hips back and forth as best as he could in the tight space. It helped give his little friend some much needed attention, but still, it wasn’t much.

His lips kept working, pulling at the hard nub as it jumped up and down. Her eyes were shut, focusing hard as she softly cooed above. He was pretty sure that he could make her pop right here, but he wanted some fun too.

He was humping away against her, but there just wasn’t enough room to move in here to get more than a tiny thrust; it certainly wasn’t the pleasure he knew he could reach inside a girl. The idea of thrusting in and out of this warm tunnel sparked an idea that he couldn’t resist. He poked his head up and off her, “Hey, Petite Shine, want to try something else?”

“Mmmph~ a-ah? W-w-what?” she sputtered out in a huff, pulling her hoof away from her face and looking at him like he just stole something. Her face was beat red, piercing through her pink fur and even her eyes were a little watery from closing them so tightly. Her hips bucked again in vain. “W-what do you mean?”

“Well... I want to see if I can try something else, something that we can both enjoy!” he said with a hopeful smile that got a confused stare back from her until she finally nodded. He wiggled his other hoof free and held them up above. “I want you to grab my hooves and try to pull me in and out!”

She tilted her head for a moment, before finally shrugging and giving a small smile. “A-alright, here,” she said as she rolled over a little more, sticking a leg up in the air as she grabbed onto his hooves.

Slowly, she pulled him out a little ways, letting his colthood flick out for a quick moment before her hoof started the other way. He flexed his body as well as he could, trying to believe he was as straight as a torpedo, but also making sure to keep some sensitive parts of his body pressed as tight against her as possible.

He could already feel it start to work, his member sliding against her in long strokes; enough to make his eyes twitch and almost loose the perfect form he had. Petite Shine looked like she was getting pretty into it as well, huffing and softly moaning out while she dipped her brother in a little bit faster.

Revere could have never imagined being in such a spot, being used to make his sister orgasm like some sexy, pony toy. His dopey smile probably said more too just how much he was enjoying this ride as well; the thought of it was almost enough to make him want to finish right then and there.

Her fillyhood squeeze even tighter around him every time he plunged into her warm depths and she was starting to squeak so much he thought she might be half bat pony. He wondered who was going to go first, but instantly he forgot about that as he felt himself quickly getting there. “J-just a little more, y-you can do it sis!” he mumbled out as he started to fall of that edge.

She slid him in a few more times before her hooves started to shake, thrusts getting harder and wilder until with one high pitched moan she quickly jerked him around before squishing him inside as deep as her hoof could press.

His world went dark as a flood surrounded him in one big blast of filly juice that squirted out. He could barely even register it as his member flared up on the down stroke and let loose his seed. His hips twitched fiercely, thrusting into her walls as well as they could, painting her with a little dot of cream.

He could feel air hitting his mane as he looked up and saw a small pocket of light shining down on him. It felt like a monumental task to wiggle up to the fresh air, but he was willing to do it just to see his sister’s face.

He finally emerged triumphantly, sticking his hooves out from her and taking a big gulp of air; though compared to his sister, normal air just wasn’t as good anymore. He glanced over at her to see her head tossed back into the grass with her tongue rolled out from her mouth. It was enough for him to chuckle a bit.

Her ears perked up at the noise and she brought her head up to look down at him. She wore a soft, sleepy smile on her face, and something else that felt a lot more than just sibling love. It warmed his heart and just made him want to stay like this forever. He couldn’t help but let out a yawn to amplify that fact; maybe he could spend a bit longer here.

They shared a look and she nodded without him even needing to speak. He smiled and cozied in a little more, sinking deeper into her until his world went dark again. He wasn’t panicked like he had been on his first adventure, and now he realized a small trickle of air came in every time he breathed; he might just be able to stay in here forever. Besides, Ardestia had said this potion could take a day or more to wear off, so he was going to use every second of it where he wanted to be most right now.

Author's Note

I intended for this to be a super quick story, but that certainly didn’t go as planned. Hope you enjoyed both the main story and the bonus chapter. As always, if you liked the story and wanted to comment down below, it’d be much appreciated to hear what you have to say.

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