A Drop in Lavender Seas

~ II ~

Spike Trapped in Her Bum

Twilight let the flat, purple islands of her feet splash and sink into the depths of the clear ocean, everything, somehow, contained within towering white walls of porcelain white. Even seeing it from my vantage point—tucked between the purple cheeks of Twilight's tight ass—did nothing to diminish the immensity of it all.

“Nnngh! No, no, no!” My stomach lurched as the meteorite that was Twilight's ass lowered toward the waters. Her slender hands reached to the sides of the tubs, assisting her descent, but allowing her body to tilt. “C'mon, Twilight! Notice me already! Crushing me with your butt... this probably wasn't what you had in mind!”

Pointless.

I wiggled. Left and right, against the tight walls of purple fur, trying to escape, but feeling only their softness rubs over my shoulders and down my frame. Smooth. Warmth. Pleasurable. They swallowed my moments, while her mile-long crack devoured me to my chest. Only my head poked up and out from Twilight's butt; it made me feel silly and weak.

And pleased. The sunny touched cheeks pleasured my senses, teasing throbs and tingles from my aching cock. But what did that matter? Those supple cheeks would be the same ones to softly crush me under the incalculable weight of the lavender behemoth.

Then the waters below started to rise. The lurching in my stomach twirled my internal organs around as the amethyst sphere hurdled for the water. I expected to slip and fall and then be crushed.

“Ack!”

The cheeks clapped and smothered over and into my frame! I shot a claw up only for the opening of her crack to swallow me whole into its depths. Purple flesh pressed into me, layer after layer, ton after ton, not even a pocket between Twilight's buns to catch a breath in.

It didn't make any sense to my oxygen-starved mind. While would her ass take me now when it was supposed to crush me? Then I realized. A few blinks followed by my final exhale. Twilight was clenching her butt before bracing the water!

My excitement rose like rushing water flooding my tight prison, the gigantic derriere crashing into the see-through sea, striking my ears with the same intensity as a pelting current at the bottom of a great waterfall.

Only, I was in the middle of it all, and was quickly swept away.

~ Twilight ~

“What the heck is wrong with me!?” Even the rushing warmth of the water rising against my fur and my skin did nothing to quell the frustration that burned at the center of the chest. If anything, it only warmed that burning heat to the rest of my body. “Dressing loose instead of just saying something.”

I sighed and shivered at the currents of water flooding through my butt, enjoying the sensation for a split second, along with an odd tickle—which went away when my cheeks settled at the bottom of the tub.

“This shouldn't even be this hard! I'm not even a coward—most of the time!” I shook my head and exhaled a heavy breath. That release, however, did nothing to relieve the building, swirling pressure in my chest. “It just doesn't make sense. Not even the worst villain can make me crack, but the idea of talking to Spike is just... grr!”

I reclined deeper into the bath. My body submerged into the water, everything to below my mouth, everything to before I would drown—though drowning didn't seem like all that bad of an idea anymore. Disappearing beneath the water was my way of leaving the world. In the shallow depths of the water, my soul floated, and my body felt free.

Plus, when I glanced down, the surface of water magnified the size of my beats, purple watermelons floating slightly. They looked huge. Bigger than what they really were. Maybe if Spike saw what I did, he would think they were big enough and good enough for him.

“It's always been you to make me feel better, hasn't it?” I leaned my head into the back of the tub. It held my lingering weight while the rest of me floated freely. “Anxiety attack from getting banished from the princess? You would stroke my hand and tell me everything would be okay.”

My eyes closed softly at the gentle memory, and one ended, ten more were there to take its place. “Losing my friends? I'd always have you to come home to. An issue, important or petty? You're there to talk me through it, even if it made sense or was nonsense.”

I dipped my mouth into the water, sighing, a patch of bubbles bursting before my eyes.

Then I rose back up.

“No matter the problem, when or where or why, you were always there.” Why the heck was I talking to myself? My heartbeat faster, bleeding slightly at every squeeze, making my body feel... incomplete. “But this is the first time you can't help me. And I feel so helpless and useless without you, Spike.”

My head dipped beneath the thin surface of the water, covering up to below my eyes, which then softly closed. Heat continue to course and swirl through my limbs and over my skin, expanding from within, a repressment, for which, I could find no expression.

Please... help me... Spike... somehow...

~ Spike ~

The swiping current of water rushed through the purple crack, flooding up and between the purple walls before it claimed me in its trek. Its force, the sheer intensity created from the impact, gripped my minuscule body and yanked me deeper into the depth of Twilight's behind.

G-Grip! I-I-I gotta get a grip on something!

The swirling current threw my body, up and down and around, against the purple walls. I'd crash against them, scramble over them, trying to grip the tufts of fur—which only slipped instantly from my tightest hold.

Not... good! Continuously, the current flung me into Twilight's cheeks, deeper and deeper into her crack, the course water slipping me near its bottom. Dimness of purple was my vision. Drowning underneath Twilight is only one step from behind crushed by her!

The swirling current crushed my waist, a groan escaping my mouth in a series of small bubbles. Cool became the water as it suddenly whipped me forward, twirling me in the open water, before kicks of my legs and my tail slowly righted my body.

That's it! My body slowly stopped spinning, the moving of my limbs slowly controlling more of the water. Within seconds, the momentum of the current ceased. I hovered in the open water, unable to catch my breath, but able to calm my heart. You've got this. The worst of it should be over. Look around, gather your bearings, then make a call.

I complied with my thoughts... and nearly lost my breath a second time.

Seconds. Moments. Or minutes. One of them passed. Maybe all of them passed without passing. Blinking my eyes against the water did nothing to clear them of the sight. I paddled in the space before the looming crotch of Twilight.

Twirling to my right, I first the thickness of her thigh consuming the space like an underwater pipeline, only the surface of it quivered, its slightest movement of immense weight tickling the deepest fears of my mind. Tilting my head back did nothing—a powerful light blinded above blinded the surface of the water, which her thigh erected past.

And looking forward again did nothing to clear my mind.

It was only in a space like this, underwater and floating, that I could see the sheer magnitude of Twilight's gigantic body. Of how something like her crotch, once small and petite, filled the underwater stadium that was the bottom of the bathtub.

But there was something else that made my eyes glint underneath the water. A pretty sight that I never expected to see on a girl—much less on Twilight Sparkle. It called me, beckoning my tiny body to swim forward, which it then did.

I started to swim toward what had caught my eyes, feeling the rising of her legs on either side of me, two monolithic things that could easily shift, move, come together and crush me in the middle. My mind couldn't comprehend that I was swimming toward a living thing. Something of this scale simply did not exist, and that drove my mind wild.

I can't believe I'm really doing this.

I don't know what would have made me do such a thing. Even swimming forward, one swoop of the arm after the other, my throbbing erection it harder to swim. How could I be blamed? Twilight's immense bottom loomed before me, her very ass, the chasm between the two cheeks like an underwater cave to be explored, the very cheeks plump enough to hold the rest of her body a few inches above the bottom of the tub.

And while I swam, my gaze travelled up the slope of her crotch, seeing over the purple field of her taut body, seeing it rise, rise, ascending a distance I could not swim in one go, leading into two, vast, round, lavender mountains I could not take my eyes off for a second.

They were perfect. The sunny light striking through the water shone a fine line over them both, accentuating the trim purple fur sticking up from the weightless of the water. My cock throbbed in need to be touch, at seeing the underside of the two heavy mammies rise and fall, moving slightly around, floating freely.

And between them was the greatest view of my life.

The breasts floated apart for a second, the canyon in-between striking through to the surface, where the face of a goddess loomed in the heavens. Blurry, it devoured my vision, the cuteness of Twilight with her head leaning to the left, asleep with her lips parted.

“...S-Spike...” the boom of her voice cracked into the water, muffled but striking. “..help me... please....”

The thought was ridiculous? What could a purple speck like me do to a towering titan like her? I couldn't even help myself! My lungs burned in the absence of air. All of my limbs were starting to ache, clutched one second, forced to swim across the length of a lake the next. There was no breathing the surface of the water. How was I supposed to help her?

The answer became clear once the water became warmer.

I wasn't sure what it was at first. The first wave of warmth that faintly collected onto my scales, hugging me and pulling me, trying to draw me closer to its source. I reached the plain of purple of Twilight's crotch, too close to be able to see over the slope anymore.

But I was granted something better than that.

The rising legs on either side no longer matter. Neither did the immense length of the stomach overhead. Not even the floating mountains of lavender could compare with the sight. It was a place I wasn't expecting to see on a girl, much less this close, at this size, or even on Twilight Sparkle.

But her pussy was massive.

I paddled at the base of her crotch, tilting my head back to gaze up at the two towering mounds overhead. Each protruded outward in a soft, stretching slope, its walls squishy but massive, acting like gates to some sort of dungeon. They appealed to the eye, pleasant and pleasing to look at, but not without some sinister weight behind their appearance.

And the water was getting warmer. Warmth thickened into heat the closer the undulation of the water brought me closer to the immense cunny. It scared me in a way. On a very primal sense. Here I was, in the depths of a sea, stuck with a purple leviathan unaware of me, but even still, I was hovering close to its sleeping maw.

Above didn't grant much better of a sight. Twilight wasn't the kind of girl to trim herself constantly. Whatever was required of her appearance, she complied with. But down in her nether? The thick, purple strands of hair floated in curves on her crotch. Like an underwater jungle, it was a field of rising fur that my cock throbbed at the idea of swimming through.

Could... that be it? I clutched my chest with a claw, squeezing my pec to repress the flames shrinking my lungs. Gazing up past the folds, the surface loomed too high above to be reached in time. And there weren't any bubbles of air around me as well.

Unless...

I gaze at the center of the mounds, where they tightly pressed together, a space free of water and possibly full of air. Air filled and created by the most private and brimming places of Twilight's Sparkle's nature scent... but some oxygen was better than no oxygen, right?

I swam to the middle of the mounds, the ocean now replaced by a giant hot-tub. I reached her towering slit, the folds tightly pressed together. There wasn't going to be a chance of me pulling the lips apart.

Here I had been worried that the sleeping beast was going to swallow me whole and easily, and now, I actually had to pry open the jaws of the beast and allow it to devour me completely. I stuck my hand into the slit, feeling the skin of her folds run across my wrist as I shoved it inside, feeling a pocket of air blow across my scales.

One arm went in, then with the wiggle of my shoulder, that went in next. There was a shifting. Slight movement from the mounds around me. Rushing water came from either side of me, legs shaking in the water, closing together, pinching the purple mounds together—squishing me!

“W-Whoa!” The pressing of the folds gripped my sides and, have I been any further out, would have been cast out. Instead, the pressure sent my body tumbling into the base of Twilight cunny. I hit the ground, feeling it sink then rise, like I was in a pocked made of softness. “I... can breathe!”

But then came the echo from around me. “Nnnghh!”

I crawled slightly on the slope of the bottom of Twilight's cunny. My back then pressed into something soft, and I rested against it, taking my first real breath air as I looked up. The inside of Twilight slit went up five stories into the air, and with my neck all the way back, I saw the hood of her clit marking the ceiling of the pocket—with her clit fully exposed.

“That's... not supposed to be like that. Yet.” I blinked. More groans and moans echoed and rumbled through the tiny gave. The slit started to shift, and the base of my bearing began to rock. “It... couldn't be. She may have been hot, but was Twilight... aroused?”

The cave jousted at once, throwing me left and right, nearly knocking into her slit. Something outside was moving. Spreading apart. The lips of the Twilight's pussy were started to split at the bottom, a stream of pouring water filling at the ground I sat upon.

“She's spreading her legs.” The constant rocking of the ground made it hard to stand, but I did so anyway, fighting the constant unbalance that swirled inside my stomach. “No freaking way... is she... but... if she does...”

I swallowed. I knew what was going to happen next. If Twilight was horny, and the normal me wasn't enough to please her, then Twilight was going to do so herself. Why else was she going to take a bath of all things? She was going to spread her pussy like she did her legs, and that would cause me to come flooding out.

And I was not ready for that.

In turning around, I then stepped back at digesting the view. Near where I stood, the tight hole of Twilight's pussy loomed, inviting me to gaze into its delicious depths. Warm gusts of wind expelled from her tunnel, big enough for me to fit, to be safe, to be warm and to recover.

“But this is Twilight!” I screamed to myself.

My thoughts didn't waste a second.

But didn't Twilight ask for you to help her?

~ Twilight ~

The tickles roused my eyelids slowly apart, my drained mind forced, slowly, to come back to life. I didn't want to. I groaned and I moaned and went to stretch my arms—which the tickles became like itches the poked into my pussy.

“Nnnghmm?” I took a second to devour the sensation. Small but precise. Little digs at sensitive places. My thighs closed at the pricking, wanting to snuff it, but enhancing the tantalizing tickles. A warm breath blew over my forgotten pleasure. “Maybe. Mmmhmm. Maybe maybe.”

I felt cheeky. Lifting my legs out from the water, the splashing of water running down them pleasuring my ears, I set them both apart on separates rims of the tub. My pussy tingled at the freedom. Something was playing with it. A phantom sensation.

Emotional exhaustion could have its perks sometimes.

“What's this? You've decided to join me in the tub, Spike?” I gave a cute giggle while my fingers had dived into the depths of the water, the tips of my fingers teasing the slit of my cunt. Electric shocks of pleasure touched my spine and quivered my thighs. “No no. Y-You don't have to be shy! We're both new at this and, well, I-I've been wanting to know what those claws of yours can do for a while now.”

I gazed down the length of my body to the hand wedged at my crotch. It all looked so... dirty down there. How ready I was to just plunge and pump my fingers into my cunt without an inch to spare during it all. Even more was how my other hand went for my floating breasts, choosing the left, slipping my wrist around my roundness. I enjoyed how my forearm sunk into my went fur; I enjoyed how my fingers twerked my sensitive nipple even more.

“Yes, Spike, like that. Please.” My fingers grew tired of tracing the slit between my mounds. They rose, higher and higher, sinking into my slit, going up to where my real treat awaited. “I've wanted to feel you down there for so long. Trapped by my cunt. I could keep you down there all day.”

The idea of Spike being inside of me, his cock finally entering me... I'd want him to stay in there forever.