Lustful Dreams of Giant Rainbows

Stomping Through the Tiny City
B_25 & Tallguy

Rainbow Dash couldn't stop peeking, resting her chin on her open palm, glancing right whenever his eyes were looking to the side. Clean. Sharp. Proper. The boy seated at the desk next to hers, only a step away, and yet, feeling miles afar.

Why did it have to be a dork of all things? Rainbow hated how her cheeks burned a soft red when she thought of him, despised the reason why her eyes tracked his every movement, watching the swift-moving of the mechanical pencil tucked between his fingers; handwriting neat, lines straight, notes accurate. Nails trimmed. Hair puffed up proper.

She clenched her eyes and exhaled through her mouth. I don't even dig proper guys! Too... proper!

“...dash...” Something poking against her arm. A finger pressing into her skin. “...rainbow...”

“What!” Rainbow's eyes flew open with a burst of flames flying forth from them. With a flutter of blinks, her vision settled on the concerned face of Oval—leaning from his chair over the gap separating them. “You! I... oh, you.”

Rainbow cleared her throat after playing the whole deal off, leaning back in her seat with her head falling to the left. “You need something, pal?”

“He's not the one needing something, Miss Rainbow Dash.” Rainbow's eyes blinked hard. That wasn't Oval's voice. “But if you're done fooling around inside of your head, could you give your attention for the front of the classroom?”

Rainbow Dash giggled twice, a sputter in-between them. “O-Of course, teach.” She sunk into her seat, attempting to disappear inch by inch underneath her desk. “Anything for you.”

“Try anything for your lab partner.” Glowing Vial stood at the front of the class, hovering over a table made of marble. Shaking his head, he pushed the glasses up on his nose with a hand. “Can you tell me what we're currently trying to attempt?”

Rainbow raised a finger, but before she spoke, her eyes swept across the room for clues. Keywords. Important items. Perhaps a classmate hidden from the teacher's gaze attempting to whisper the answer to her.

None of the above, unfortunately.

“We're attempting to expedite the growth process of plant-life without the aid of photosynthesis to test the possibility of manufacturing the potential of the sun's energy.” Rainbow didn't recognize the voice despite her mouth being open. Her gaze fell to the left where Oval had spoken up for her. “And contrary to your belief, calling someone out in the middle of class won't get them anymore invoked.”

Glow narrowed his gaze as he stood back from the desk. “Is that so?”

“Force someone to pay attention, and they'll look away.” Oval came back into his seat, sitting straight like a good student—despite his words of disobedience. “Intrigue someone with faint details, and they'll want to discover more.”

Glowing shifted to his left leg and narrowed his right eye. “You think having the highest grade in the score permits you to lecture the lecturer?”

Oval shook his head. “Not at all, sir, only that one of the purposes of education is to correct those who are wrong.” Finally, his head turned to glance at Rainbow, offering her a tiny smile. “Teacher. Student. Professional. Amateur. None of those titles or roles matter in the face of those things.”

On the other side of the classroom, Glowing exhaled enough for everyone to hear. “Very well. As it turns out, you're more than just a grade point average after all.” His head then dipped as did his voice. “But if you're going talk so high, then make sure your classmate is able to recite just the same on the exam tomorrow.”

“Aye aye, teacher. “

Rainbow Dash found it hard to not blink her eyes, still not understanding what had just happened, her gaze sweeping from the teacher to her crush. During conflict, she rarely kept quiet. Much less when someone spoke poorly of her.

But not having to speak at all, but rather, having someone talk in her defence?

It was a sweet feeling, alright.

It didn't take much longer for the class to resume in its lesson, for the chatter of the students to rise in a constant hum while Glow turned back to the board, drawing in chalk lines and letters across it. Oval had made the soft suggestion of merging their desks, and Rainbow Dash replied by slamming them together—much to the distant yell of their teacher to keep it down.

“So you've found a way to make liquid sunlight?”

“What? Oh! Um, er.... huh.” Oval scratched at the back of his head while he chuckled, coming to squirm slightly in his chair. Rainbow didn't say anything but her rosy eyes caught everything—how, once their chairs pressed together, how a tremble kept making him move. “N-Never heard it summed up like that. But yes. I do suppose you could call it liquid sunlight.”

Rainbow turned her head to the vial on the desk. Her hand swept over it, slender blue fingers curling around and raising it to the air. She brought it close, squinting an eye at it—while her other eyebrow arched in the air. “Figured something like this would be, I don't know, a light yellow or maybe gold.”

She turned her head to look at him. “Something that fits the title, ya know?”

“I... have to admit that I didn't think that far ahead.” Though they were close, Oval slid to the side of his chair—further away from her. Why would someone who fought for her then try to get away from her? “Even hitting the formula correctly and executing upon it was enough to satisfy my academic desire.”

“Academic desire? Dude, take my advice.” Rainbow laughed and fell back into her seat, feeling, because of the shy boy... more in control. Was it simply because she was a girl? No, he'd been around others before. “You won't pick up any chicks saying stuff like that. Ya gotta talk naturally. Feel me?”

“I-I do!”

Rainbow then grinned. “Do ya now, perv?”

Oval expression exploded in realization, imploding then in anxiety. “I, uh, um.”

“Relax swell stuff! I'm only messin' with you.” Rainbow bumped her arms against his shoulder, expecting to laugh again once she had done so—only to feel the rough, tough muscle beneath his shirt. “But uh, r-really, style is just as important as substance, ya know?”

Rainbow gazed back at the vial before her eye. Murky dark purple swam inside the glass, somehow pleasant on the eyes. With a squint, she pulled the cap off its top—swaying the base close to her nose. One sniff then two; scented strawberries? “This... is a lot more pleasant than what meets the eye.”

“Smell came with the course.” Oval scooted closer at his product being open, looking more fearful of it than anxious about her. Progress, Rainbow smiled at, her ticket at bringing him even closer. “But you really shouldn't play with something unstable like that.”

Rainbow grinned as she leaned off the chair, away from him. “What makes you say something like that? This smells good enough to drink!”

“Don't drink on that! You won't enjoy the taste.” Oval leaned in closer, his large frame covering over her taut figure, hardness brushing against softness, their proximity welling with a tingly warmth for them both—hopefully. “If you bring that back here, then maybe we can design a look that will—“

Something bumped into the back of Rainbow Dash, her arm jerking forward from the push, the liquid inside the vial splashing upward and outward from the impact. Streaks of purple splattered over his cheek and her chest, absorbing within seconds beneath the skin.

“Whoops!” Rainbow whipped her head around with an annoy expression to whoever walked into her, catching, while she walked away, the guilty face of Derpy. “Sorry about that!”

“Hey, wait!” Rainbow called after her while rubbing a hand at her chest, feeling a pleasant, but subtle burn there. “You make the mess means you clean it up!”

A voice from her side caught her. “That... won't be an issue.”

Oval patted a hand against his cheek, pulling the former back only to see none there. He then looked at Rainbow's chest, something she was tempted to yell at him for—not that she didn't want him looking there, but rather, feared the lack of providing him with a decent sight.

Both looked at each other, mouths opening, words coming.

Then, of course, came the ring of the bell.

“Remember to turn in your papers of what photosynthesis is and your best attempt at a formula!” Glowing picked his briefcase from his desk, turning to the stream of students coursing out the class's door. “And next time I'm the one that dismisses you—not the bell.”

He didn't even bother paying attention to the two staying behind from the crowd, the teacher the last one to leave behind the stream. His hand closed the door, and Rainbow and Oval were left alone, one confused and one worried.

“So.” Rainbow coughed into her hand while scooting back in her seat. “That stuff I totally did not mean to spill all over us. It's harmless, right?”

Quick narrowed his eyes while gazing down his hands, pressing two fingers against his turned wrist, feeling for his pulse. “It wasn't meant for human absorption... but I seriously doubt I was correct to begin with.”

Rainbow crossed her arms. “And if you are as good you don't think you are?”

Quick inhaled heavily. He dropped his hands onto his legs, laughing quietly, before turning his head toward her. “Then we should experience the most natural boost of energy none have ever felt before.”

“Aw-yeah!” Rainbow giggled at that while crossing a leg. “We'll make millions if this works out! Our own energy drink.” She gazed at him, brushing an elbow against his shoulder again, doing her best not to shiver at how bulky it felt through the fabric. “Rainbow Energy! Made by Oval Industries. We take the world fifty by fifty?”

Oval laughed. “We could do that, I suppose.”

“It sounds like you want to put a 'but' at the end of that.”

Oval dropped his head, but kept his body straight. “But... I'd much rather take you on a date around the world, if you would settle for that.”

Rainbow felt her head spark and flutter and maybe even sputter as it stuttered, not expecting the shy, clean, smart boy to talk so bravely about wanting to be with her. So it was both ways after all! I mean, of course it is, because I'm awesome and, if I'm feeling something, then that other person is also feeling something too.

A series of blinks followed.

“Sometimes, I feel like I only speak dumb when I'm lying to myself.”

A period of silence followed.

“I... just said that aloud, didn't I?”

The poor boy looked at her like a puppy, unsure if he was being turned down or not. “A non-sequitur for the books.”

Rainbow Dash sighed. There wasn't any point in being so uptight around the boy. Not when the classy lad wanted to be with her. With a laugh, with a blush, with a fluttering of the heart, she finally answered him. “So then, Oval... how do you plan on taking me around the world?”

Oval cleared his throat with a laugh as well, leaning away from her once again, rubbing at his neck all the while. “Was hoping one spot at a time. Maybe the mall first, then the zoo afterwards, explore this city before taking to another country.”

Rainbow arched her eyebrows. “So you want to play it slow?”

“If... there one thing I promise.” Oval leaned closer, close enough for Rainbow to crane her neck back for their eyes to be able to lock. Inches separated them while warmth flooded from their bodies. “It'll be steady the whole way out.”

Rainbow grinned at that. “I hate taking it slow... but for you, I'll take the hit.”

And then they both agreed to a date the next day.

There were few moments where Rainbow Dash felt like she could fly. Those dashing moments across a field, a ball at her feet, evoked the feeling of wings bursting out through her back. A jump to score a ball through a hoop, in the last few seconds in the game, led her mind to believe she would only fly higher up.

Or in the case of Oval Office asking her on a date, without her having to take the risk of asking, showing she worried more about such things than she led on—well, her feet didn't walk across the pavement.

No. They skipped. A hip and a hope the whole way out like it would make a certain pink friend very happy. Rainbow had caught with her friends while leaving the school, and upon sharing the news of her date—with a non-nonchalant wave of her hand, of course—the girls had patted her back, AJ giving a squeeze to her ass, and the rest wishing her the best of luck.

Which, of course, Rainbow said she didn't need.

And even as she got home close to the start of the night, skipping dinner and brushing her teeth straight away, even then, the elation stayed longer than any adrenaline rush during sports. Blood pumping. Heart racing. Desires coursing.

Even when Rainbow Dash found herself in her room alone, the glow of midnight the only light to the room—even then her mind failed to stop thinking of Oval. His clean-shaven face, looking like a handsome nerd, a sarcastic boy looking to break free from that proper appearance.

Rainbow flopped onto the bed with her back, slipping a hand over her head and underneath her pillow, taking out the book hidden beneath it. Daring Do, the fourth book, bookmarked at page twenty-nine.

The book's purpose today, instead of being read, meant being pressed against her bust. Its thin spine slipped a little too easily into the crevice between her breasts, their 'tightness' a constant worry for Rainbow.

Personalty and looks?

Rainbow had those in spades.

Breasts and an ass?

Two places lacking.

Rainbow bit her bottom lip as her mind teased her in the most horrible ways. She wasn't even beneath the covers when her eyes drifted shut, the darkness between them giving shape to the muscles she'd felt earlier on her date.

The round shoulders defined against his shirt.

The mass of his chest when it brushed against her own for the single second.

And those abs, when he was drenched in sweat through P.E, pressing through the fabric. The clothing falling into the trenches between them, size pecs of utter muscle, hard and flat and firm, begging for a hand to feel across them.

For a nerdy boy prim and proper, his frame built like an athlete—at least maintain like one. Where Rainbow would go swinging her huge chest and round ass to anyone with a set of eyes in hopes for a pang of jealousy... Oval wore concealing clothes and kept quiet about his achievements.

The nerve on him only made Rainbow desire him all the more, for different reasons that she desired out of herself, a paradox she was sure that drove her mind and her loins wild. Drifting into the unconsciousness, strange, moving paintings of delight came alight in her mind's eye.

Rainbow wasn't much for dreams when she fell asleep, but with her eyes closed and mind open, she dreamt of her and Oval. Being with him, hugging and kissing and even fucking him in the bathroom stall of the high school—he wanted it slow, sure, but Rainbow could take it as fast as she liked inside her head.

But soon it wasn't enough. No way no how. Not when Oval's hand slipped underneath her tank top and filled at once with the full size of her breasts. Blue tennis balls able to fill into his palms with his tightest squeeze not enough to fill his hands. Worse, far worse when his hand slipped down to her ass—only to feel nothing there.

Maybe to pinch, but never to squeeze out of delight when they fucked, the two most important asset to Rainbow non-existent on her. Not when her mother was only slightly bigger than her in both areas, and her friends, even Fluttershy, close to double her size in both regards.

But the dream, however, didn't end in a nightmare.

“Not big enough for you, are they?” Rainbow laughed with her leads spread over the toilet, rolling her head back. She felt him. The hands running over her taut belly, feeling for her tightness in other places. “You may be a proper boy—but all boys are alike underneath it all.”

Oval looked up at her only to be stunned by her lips rushing and pressing against her own, the two keeping locked against the other, exhaling their breaths out through their noses. Rainbow took controlled. Pushing forward against him while raising a hand.

Then, with only a second of hesitation, snapping her fingers.

Rainbow Dash couldn't describe the feeling outright. Her skin became too tight for her body as it grew, bones tingling and blood rushing, a mass of expansion flooding against and out every inch of her being. When her eyes opened, the tops of the stall's walls greeted her gaze—as did the rising face of her growing lover as well.

“Sorry!” Rainbow licked her lips while the boy grew before her. She didn't hesitate to grab him by the collar, yanking him closer to her face while his growth worked to compensate for the space covered. “Didn't mean to put an end to our kiss, but like you said, we need to take it slow for better things to come.”

Oval cute little face looked so confused by those words—until a welling below caused his gaze to drop. At once, he blinked twice, seeing with disbelief two produce of supple roundness. Twin breasts expanding, filling out against her tank-top, pressing the fabric and forcing it to define and supplement the slope of them both perfectly.

Oval froze. Eyes locked and face stunned. He opened his mouth for no words to come out and, even as his jaw rose and dropped, his hand did the same in reaching for it.

Rainbow laughed at his attempts while feeling the ceiling pressing against her back, not a stress to be had as her strength and mass continued to grow. Instead, while the power surged through her, she adjusted to the balanced weight coming out from her ass to her chest.

“Don't try to hold yourself back when you want me so bad.” Rainbow grinned. She reached and grabbed both of his hands, the two now at equal eye contact. Sticking out her tongue, she slipped one of his hands underneath her top—letting his digits brush over the hill of the blue breast. “Something actually there for your hand to grab and knead, eh? Just don't get too carried away—because there's something else you're missing out on.”

Rainbow enjoyed watching him blink again, and while still holding his other wrist, bringing it over her hip, to the back of her pants, where she slipped his fingers through the waistband of her track pants. At once his palm graced over the supple cheek of her ass, neither big or small, but the perfect size, the thin layer of fat jiggly enough against his palm, the first grab enough firmness to make good on that promise of perfect balance.

All this, of course, while the two continued to grow.

Rainbow Dash had been so gone to the feeling of having her full breasts kneaded, the cheeks of her ass finally grabbed and squeezed, then when her eyes closed again, the desire to feel more, to be bigger everywhere came true within her dream.

When her eyes opened again to the world, she at first became aware of cool air brushing over her frame. At once her arms wrapped around Oval to mooch off his warmth, seeing over his shoulders the school below, all so far below.

“Well, well, well! Wouldn't you know it? We're finally big enough for this world.” Rainbow Dash pulled back from her hug to stare at her lover again, who himself gazed down at his sides at the tiny specks of life coursing around them. “You said you wanted to show me the world, right? How about we have some fun with our city before going to the next.”

Oval seemed to keen on the toy cars driving around them, or how the little people scattering away from them were, in fact, real. Or even how the school, looking like a plastic module than well painted was the very real school they'd grown out of the ceiling of.

But while all those curiosity and concerns were interesting to a guy like him, Rainbow still had that hunger deep within her legs that needed to be fed, begging to be pleased. Placing her hand on the collar of her dress shirt, Oval gazed back at her in time for their lips to meet in a kiss again.

That wouldn't be enough. Oh no. Even as her face scrunched tighter together and their kiss sweetened, there was still a lack of feeling to all of her greatness. Rainbow felt full. Packed with tits capable of bulldozing a building and a mass of ass able to crush and smother a school.

And what were her two greatest assets currently doing right now?

Only being brushed against him.

“Mmmhmm!” Rainbow broke their kiss and snapped a few inches back. A bridge of saliva connected their lips still, the spit denser than any steel beam. “Don't tell me you're also too shy to get frisky, big guy.” She arched slightly to the left, into the curve of the arm around her waist, wanting more of her to be held by him. “You and I so big and tall, don't forget sexy too, with all these little people force to admire our towering bodies from our shadows.”

Oval didn't seem taken with that. His face contorted with concern while his gaze swept to the street, seeing all the toy cars and little people gathering by their feet. Something else was about him. Maybe it wasn't concern he expressed.

But him holding back.

“You want to break free, don't you? Always being so tight and proper—you might have given that teacher a bit of snark, but there's a bad boy waiting to break out of you, isn't there?” Rainbow covered her mouth with a hand while she laughed, enjoy the slow descent of her words. “Giving teachers lip. Gracing the world with that ripped body. You want a shower of praise, don't ya?”

Oval didn't have words to say to her, which suited Rainbow nicely, once her gaze dropped to his pants. She smiled at the sight, at the bugle pressing against the fabric, subtle at first but ever-growing as she looked on. Thick. Round. Delicious.

“Oooh, I get it now.” Rainbow licked her lips while staring at his package, only lifting her gaze to lock eyes with him again. “You're one of those boys that don't like to show off, aren't you? Needing others to do it for you so it doesn't feel like you're showing off.”

Rainbow Dash knew the time for foreplay was coming to a close. What point was it being so tall, so big, with tiny little ones set around your feet with nothing to happen? That simply would not do. Not when they were not only sexy but powerful as well.

And in need of some toys.

“But I'm not going to do that for you right away.” Rainbow let her hand rest against his bulge, feeling it twitch into her palm. Utter heat burned through the fabric while the throbbing hardness teased her fingers into curling tighter. “When you're stacked, you don't have to do a thing. Simply a matter of getting others to admire you, ya know?”

Rainbow then glanced down at her feet, seeing a figure of purple in-between, a smile dashing across her lips. Without taking her hand off his cock she squatted down on the ground, allowing those on the street to come to her heavy ass hovering above, two hills of sloping cheeks clad in sleek black jiggling slightly overhead.

“Well, well, well! If it isn't the egghead that needs to get laid!” Twilight was so tiny, like a doll of pure, her cloths looking to be made of faux fabric. With a set of fingers, Rainbow pinched the back of her unicorn, plucking her into the air while she rose again. “Let me guess. You saw how big we got and decided we needed your help, right?”

Twilight hung suspended before gargantuan eyes. Her legs swam in the open air as her body rocked back and forth. “Rainbow Dash! Put me down right this instant! You two are causing too big of a scene!”

“Yeah! And it's about time this city had something going on.” Rainbow then came to glance over at where her other hand was, feeling the cock beneath the pants growing fingers as Oval watched the whole affair. While he wasn't doing anything, he was also saying nothing. “And also about time that you got some action as well.”

Twilight's legs stopped swimming at those words. She froze in the air. Eyes blinking as she properly gazed at the monolithic face of Rainbow Dash. “A-And just what do you mean by that?”

“Let's just say I'm not beyond sharing my new boyfriend with you.” Her hand rose to the brim of his pants, her fingers slipping through the band of his underwear—pulling them both out by only an inch. “I don't want to see all that he's packing straight away. Ruins the fun that way. But you, Twilight.”

Twilight gasped while the fingers moved her through the air. She looked down the whole time, seeing the landscape of the city below transitioned to the sprawling fabric of the boy's pants—the of the waistband tugged out, the dim shadow within, exposing only the top of the monster inside.

“You told me you've never been with a real cock before—you know, to see how they felt, to know what they looked like. Stuff like that.” The hand lowered her to the brim of the open pants, closer, toward her doomed fate. “So now you're about to see the biggest one the world has ever known. More material for you to study—so long as you hold on tightly to it.”

Twilight went to yell something, but with a wink, Rainbow let her fingers go. The tiny Twilight fell through the air with a high pitch as she plummeted past the waistband. Rainbow leaned in closer for a second, seeing the speck of purple land and crash against the pillar of meat, arms and legs wrapped around it, holding onto it for safety.

“Try not to enjoy yourself too much in there! Don't forget he's still mine.” Her hand slipped out of his pants with an elastic snap following. Celestia! How dirty that was, leaving her friend in her boyfriends pants, left to cling to his massive dick. “But at the same time—don't forget to treat him right. There's plenty in there for you to admire.”

But that wouldn't be enough for Rainbow. Oh no. Seeing that tiny bulge against the pants of her friend. Knowing that Twilight was in there, holding onto them, forced to hold tight when he shifted, when his cock swayed, clinging to it as not to fall down—though there would be two treats below if she did.

“You know, now that I think about it, none of this is really fair to me.” Rainbow Dash took a step back on the street, her foot crushing into the asphalt as gravel rocketed above her feet. Her lover still stood dazed, staring down at his cock in the seeming moral battle of having another inside his underwear. “You get a tiny girl to worship your tiny cock, and yet, all I get is to watch. Not a fair trade, you feel me?”

Oval gazed back up at her. “I... don't really know what you want me to do. Should I, er, take her out for you?”

Rainbow Dash smiled and pressed a finger to his lips, coming to shake her head. “Now tell me what good any of that would be? Your cock is still in need of worship—problem is that there's just so much more of us to please now.” Her finger swept away while her gaze fell to the ground, a hurdle of familiar friends coming down a flight of steps from the school. “This city may be small, but there is more than enough of it to please us both.”

Once more Rainbow swept downward to the group of friends coming out of the school, opening her hand around them as her palm came against them, curling her fingers against the five girls before lifting them in the air. They all pressed tightly together in her grip, some struggling and kicking against her skin, others remaining strangely still.

“Now who in tarnation do you think you are, Rainbow Dash!” Applejack pressed her itty-bitty hands against the thick side of the blue index finger, pushing against it to lift the rest of her body out—an attempt ceased by a tiny squeeze of the massive hand. “We all saw what you did to Twilight. That wasn't right of you in the slightest!”

“Please? Have you seen how packed Oval is even before this size?” To do her statement justice, she swung her hand down to the front of his pants, letting them witness the thick bulge pressing against the fabric—a monster beating to be free. “And if you look closely enough, heh... it doesn't seem like Twilight is doing all that much complaining herself.”

True to her word, a tiny bulge pressed against the fabric from the mass of a bigger one, a tiny girl trapped against the cock, shifting up and down its length, not out of struggle, but rather, kinky exploration. “We can all admit Twilight needed to get laid badly, and let's just say, her getting some practice in with a dick bigger than the school isn't a bad way to start.”

Rainbow went to say something more on that matter—when another voice spoke, soft and light, even with the differences of sizes taken into account; her powerful hearing the only reason being the only reason why she heard the squeaks.

“May I, um, g-go in as well?” Fluttershy's shy voice somehow rose out of the screams and shouts of her friends, over the roars of cars below and the buzzing of nearing helicopters; the trembling cries of a city quietened by a nervous girl's desire. “If that was, y-you know, something b-b-being... offered.”

Rainbow Dash narrowed her face. She'd always known her tiny friend had more of an interest in boys then she let on... but to ask outright? Not that Rainbow blamed her. Seeing that fat cock straining those tight pants to the limits drew a shudder from her own twin thighs—maybe the effect of two sexy giants worked quicker on the city than Rainbow was expecting.

“I'm... always for you reaching beyond your comfort zone.” Rainbow Dash looked to Oval for some support, catching her expression as confused as her own. “How about you, big guy? Think you can fit another stunning lady down those pants of yours?”

Rainbow rolled Fluttershy between a set of fingers, away from the rest of the group, holding her out in the open air. Oval stepped closer at the offering, cupping his hands beneath her fingers and collecting the minuscule girl on the field of his palm.

“Are you sure, miss, you want to go through with this?” Oval asked while lowering his hands to his pants, letting one hand fall away to his band. He slipped a finger through, tugging the material out—if only enough to allow the tiny to gaze within. “It may get rather... hard and tight and wild down there. My, um, underwear would catch you should you fall.”

Fluttershy nodded her head as she stepped to the edge of the palm. “Please. I would like to go in.”

Even Rainbow Dash felt the need to hover her face close. “Are you sure about this Fluttershy? We're talking about some serious cock action. Holding on tightly when it throbs into the air; being crushed into it when I jerk him off later. It's going to get pretty wild.”

Fluttershy only lowered her head. “T-Those are things... I'm really looking forward to... h-happening.”

So she is a bit of a perv after all. Rainbow Dash pulled away and left her friend to her fate, trying her best to not outright moan at how kinky all of this was. Her cute, shy friend, desperate to be thrown against a massive cock, holding it and clinking to it within the stuffy darkness of his pants, hearing only the bobs of his dick and the trembles of the outside world. Heck, if she wasn't so big, Rainbow wouldn't have minded being a part of that action at all. At least that's him settled for the moment.

Rainbow suppressed the shudder of her legs at seeing Oval's pants being pulled open, his other hand tilting while the tiny girl aboard slipped off its side, falling through the gap between crotch and pants, sinking into the abyss of juicy cock. With a moment of hesitation, the hand-pulled out from the waistband, snapping back into the place again, leaving Fluttershy and Twilight trapped in his underwear.

“Two lucky ladies trapped against your cock with another massive one set to please you.” Rainbow shook her head while a gust of wind blew over them both, cool on the skin. She placed a hand on her hip and brought the one holding her friends closer to her other side. “How'd you get so lucky to wind up like this?”

But Oval was too far gone to answer her question right away. Instead, his eyes were clenched tight, repressing something intense—not something bad, but rather, intensely wonderful. Down at his pants, a subtle rocking moved his hips, inch by inch, most likely milking the feeling of two tiny girls crawling over his massive member.

Doesn't seem like there's much point in asking that question. The hand full of friends cut through the air, rising to before the monolithic face of their giant friend. Most of them had given up struggling—except for one, of course. Well, well, well? Good to see you still kicking in action, Applejack. None of this would feel good if you weren't giving a bit of a fight.

“This so ain't cool, sugarcube!” Applejack pushing against the curled finger a little more before collapsing over it, her cheek pressed against blue skin, panting across the warm surface. “You can't just feed your friends to your guy friend's pants to impress him. Just ain't right!” She then lifted herself straight—as best as she could in the curled hand. “You darn well know I don't quite swing that way.”

Rainbow Dash couldn't hold back her laughter as she leaned in, lips close to the orange one, feeling the brushes of a plan coming to paint at the back of her mind. “Don't you worry, AJ. I'd never force you to do something completely out of your comfort.”

As she had done with Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash rolled Applejack onto another set of fingers, letting her other hand swoop in and collect the small farm girl. “And just because I like you so much, I'm going to give you a chance of a lifetime to swing with the massive thing you like so much.”

Applejack blinked at those words. “Now what in the hay do you mean by something like that?”

It didn't take long for her to take a guess at that. Rainbow closed her eyes and pressed her lips together, an expression of softness for the sweet kiss inbound, a crashing fate that Applejack had no hope to escape from. The blue fingers rolled around her again, curling around her waist, leaving her arms free to try and fight away the giant, plush blue lips coming her way.

“Whoa now! You ain't gotta do something like! We can talk about this sugar—“ Her lips were pressed together by the colossal ones pressing into her meagre frame, the whole of her body enveloped by supple blueness, her frame sinking into the softness while it well around her, enveloping her.

Rainbow Dash suppressed a laugh at feeling the tickle against her bottom lip. How her friend could become lost and enveloped in something like her lips, their sprawling size something she could easily become lost upon. She enjoyed it. Having something tiny pressed against them, struggling to keep afloat, the tickles a trembling bliss to her thighs below.

Luckily for everyone involved, Rainbow Dash swung both away.

“Mwah! Now how was that for a kiss of awesomeness?” Then the hand pulled Applejack away from the pair of lips, but keeping close enough for warm gusts of breath to wash over her. She seemed stunned, still and silenced, not mad or sad. “And judging from your look of enjoyment, it looks like the big Rainbow Dash is allowed to get some revenge on the tiny Applejack.”

Applejack shivered back into reality with her eyes focusing on the giant. “Er, what now?”

“During all of those times we had P.E together, how many cracks have you had at me having a tiny butt?” Heat swelled in Rainbow's chest at what was to come. Was she really going to take things that far? It would be so dirty, so naughty, so devious—but the idea of doing such a thing made her pussy itched with the blistering heat of dripping arousal. “All those times you would pinch at it and try to smack at it and laugh about the lack of a jiggle?”

Applejack tried moving back. To slip to the other end of the hand if she could. But even if she did, to make it further away from the giant—it was still her hand she was in, a part of the woman she teased incessantly—out of good fun, of course.

But now, it seemed, Rainbow was out to have her good fun.

“When nerd boy over there made his serum, us growing into giants wasn't its only side effect.” Rainbow stopped herself from laughing as she lowered hand and friend behind her back, over the smooth slope of her ass, the tight track pants clinging to every inch of her bountiful cheeks. “As you can probably see, I've got a butt that none other compare to—not even your own, despite our differences in size.”

Applejack struggled against her hand again. Rainbow gazed down over her shoulder, seeing how the smaller women beat her tiny little hands into the width of the side of her finger—as of that would make any difference. She really didn't want this.

But that's not what Applejack's eyes said.

For even while she put up a struggled, her eyes kept glued to the plump backside, of how each cheek pressed outward against the fabric, stretching it, an article made into acres of land. Rainbow Dash had to clenched her eyes at the idea of the small one being trapped on the underside, forced to crawl across those cheeks, trapped within the back of her pants.

“How many times have you pinched my ass out of teasing? Saying how hard a fellow would have to work to get much feeling out from it?” Applejack leaned back as she tried to say something—useless words that would have no effect. “It's about time my bum got some revenge for how much you teased it.”

Applejack finally blinked. Her gaze was drawn toward the split in the two flanks. The other hand came to the underside of the ride cheek, collecting the mass into its palm as the softness welled against her skin, the contact accentuated by the thin layer of clothing.

“It must look pretty amazing to a small fry—if I say so myself.” Rainbow Dash couldn't stop the tickles welling deep within her pussy at how much she teased her smaller friend. The wide eyes and opened mouth on Applejack's face while she lifted the hefty cheek, feeling some of its mass spilling over the sides of her hand. “You said my ass wasn't all that bad, didn't you? That all it needed as a bit of size to make it work?”

Applejack continued to lean back in her stunned silenced, too amazed and dazed by the lifting globe of cheek dangling before her, a doughy hill of blue able to smash through any building, crush into any ground, all with a crushing impact of incredible softness.

“Then tell me if this is good enough!”

The colossal blue hand pressed against the underside of the cheek, with welling softness filled out between its fingers, pushed up before slipping away to the right. The cheek, with nothing supporting it, plummeted to the ground.

A squishy wrecking ball of blue, jiggling while it fell, into the bottom of the pants.

At once it wobbled into the air then fell down again, heavy ripples across the surface jiggling the momentum away. The black pants strained to collect and to contain its heavy weight, its massive jiggles, to restrain the great tush from any possible direction.

Applejack wasn't sure how she felt at seeing the massive dance of the ass, the surface made plush underneath the sleek cover of the black track pants. Where she should have been leaning away from it, in fact, she now leaned toward it, tickles itching deep from in her pussy begging to be close to such magnificent greatness.

“What's this? Is the great Applejack of the school, known for having the best ass out of any class, wanting to get closer to my small one?” The laughter booming overhead should have burned heat into Applejack's cheeks and shame into her heart, and yet, the only movement was two heavy thighs rubbing together to repress that subtle burn of arousal. “You know I wouldn't force ya to do something you really didn't want to do...”

Applejack worried for that pause at the end of Rainbow's voice.

“But right now, it looks like you really want to get nestled between my two cheeks.” More booms of laughter and shifting sway to the giant. The contained cheeks rose and dropped in place, full and huge, something to throw one against. “I wouldn't mind if ya did want to go back there. But I mean... who wants the end up against the butt of another girl, right?”

Applejack tipped her head while her hat slid over her eyes. She knew those words weren't' casually said—the giant read through her within a second of hovering her over the massive rump. But giving up her pride, her power, her will to be tossed against the full blue ass of her friend.

Applejack clenched her eyes. She knew how it'd go. To be pressed against one of those smooth cheeks while the waistband snapped above. Hearing her distant laughter of having another girl pressed against her butt, the sway of hips shaking those cheeks about, jiggling them, forcing Applejack to endure the most humiliating ride of her life.

“It would get pretty dangerous in there as well.” Applejack's stomach lurched as the hand flew over the top slope of the rump, peering down at it from above, seeing how each of the cheeks jutted out against the pants. So fat. So round. So full. “Shame all I got on down there is a black thong, so you wouldn't even have much of my ass covered if you went in there.”

As if to tease to such a fate, to give her a glimpse of what could be, two sprawling blue fingers slipped into the back of the waistband and pushed against its great strength. Applejack stopped breathing when they did.

The wide waistband teased to the world of shadows within. The thin darkness over the rounding two cheeks of blue, smooth skin with an even softer substance beneath it. It rolled on and on, further before curving, a slope one wanted to hug despite the difference of size between them.

“I would be so busy dealing with my boyfriend and the two girls he has on his cocks to give much thought about you.” Rainbow laughed in a way that wasn't teasing, but rather, pure honesty. “You'd be stuck against my ass while I went about my time, almost unaware you were back there. But yet, you'd be dealing with every little thing I did, forced to endure my every movement.”

A low exhale soon followed all that. “Of course, even if you got forgotten about back there, we'd both would still feel enjoyment from it. Or, at least, still me.”

Applejack licked her lips while she looked down, catching, with a heavy squint of the eyes the tight black thong nuzzled deep within her giant crack. It spilled at the half point in, two black strands crossing over the 'Y' of her cheeks, looping over like beams of a bridge to the front of her crotch.

“So! How about it, AJ?” Applejack craned her neck back to see the massive face of Rainbow Dash above, staring down at her from over her shoulder, the size of her head unable to be contained within her minuscule gaze. “No matter what I'm going to have to put you down—you just to choose where.”

It should have taken minutes to answer that question, maybe even moments at the least, but to a girl as repressed as Applejack it took her seconds. With her face clearly seen by her giant friend, she spoke out the desire of her heart and of the arousal between her legs.

“I want you to stick me in that fat rump of yours and never let me see the light of day again!” Applejack cried with cracking of sheer honesty of an intensity she'd never dared to speak at before. “To have me trapped between those plump cheeks of yours while I sink deeper into that beautiful crack! I want you to shake your ass while I'm stuck in there, to slap a cheek while I'm against it, for my body to be a tiny bugle against your great tight pants!”

Applejack hadn't expected to hear those words or for them to come from herself. She slapped her hands over her mouth—too late. The hand holding her shifted in the air, two fingers swinging over her frame and pinching against her hips, keeping her stuck in place.

“The great Applejack wanting to get smushed by my back seat.” Rainbow made sure to gaze at her above, to remain fully in control and to ensure Applejack's humiliation came in full. That the big girl with an even bigger ego would get to watch her being placed against her ass, beneath the pants, trapped there in a word made out of rump while the outside one faded away. “But at the same time, I'm never one to hold my friends back from their dreams, am I?”

The fingers lowered to the top of the exposed cheeks. Applejack's heart raced in her chest, the beating of her heart louder than the distant buzzing of helicopters. She hated to think of this shot on camera. Her being lowered into the back of her friends pants making national T.V.

No explaining that one to the family.

But the sight of the plump blue cheeks cleared everything else from her mind. They jiggled in place from the shivers coursing through the rest of the giant's body. Rainbow Dash was just as nervous about having her back there as Applejack was to go swimming in-between those cheeks.

And then it came. The release of pressure on Applejack's sides, the pull of gravity on her stomach, air rushing against her face though intermix with a strange warmness. To her right, the wall of the band rose, the light above it transitioning to the black darkness beneath it.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” The sides of the rolling cheeks rushed up into her gaze, the sprawling scale shooting off into the distance far more massive than the distant sight had led her to believe. The top of the left cheek grew closer and larger like a skin-blue trampoline. “Just a second now!”

Words meant nothing after a choice has been made.

Applejack's tiny body crashed into the surface of the cheek, sinking deep into the round marshmallow of blue, muscle and fat welling up around her, the narrow dive into the cheek tightening the wall around her.

Until the flank had swallowed up her impact, her momentum, and dished it all back.

A surprised cry erupted from Applejack's lips as she launched into the air, failing her arms around while she fell back into the cheek, sinking into it again, those slightly less deep before being launched out again.

Only, this time, the shot had moved her left—too far left to hit the cheek again. But aimed right over the long, deep, clean and delicious crack Applejack had begged to be lodged into.

“No, no!” The climbing walls of blue rose on her side as they slopped off into the distance, the bubbly fat of blue on either side tightening closer toward the tiny orange. She fell across the surface of the crack, every foot of descent drawing her slightly deeper into the cleft. “Sweet Nelly!”

What choice did she have at this point? The opening to the dome loomed so far above that hoping to be plucked and saved became a fool's game. Rainbow Dash had a soft, heavy bottom, sure, but Applejack could only fall so far before serious risk would have to start being taken into account.

Never before in Applejack's life did she think she would ever have to make such a choice.

A choice of diving into the tight slit of her friend's crack, feeling the close blue walls grip her body at once, her plummeting frame slipping through the narrow cleft and sinking in deeper to its depths. Out of reflex, the cheeks clenched upon her tickling approach, locking her falling body finally in place somewhere in the outer middle of the giant ass.

“Oooh! Caught you!” That terrible laughter rumbled throughout the structure of women she'd been nestled against, feeling the soft walls jiggle in tandem with every giggle. Heavy bounces smacking her softly deeper into the recces of the rump. “How does it feel to be caught inside another girl's ass, Applejack? Because, if I were you, I'd take a final look up if you could.”

Applejack didn't want to do as requested but knew that, having lost her control of the situation, that submitting to the whims of the giant could be her route out of this. Gazing upward, through the narrow cleft of the rising blue cheeks, a squint of the eyes made out the distant black band.

And how the fingers holding it back were slowly slipping away.

“This may be the last time you get to see any sort of light again—or any colour other than blue or black.”

Damn her! Applejack shook her head against two walls of softness pressing into the sides of her frame, deciding to twist and lie her back against the one, pushing her feet and hands into the other, grabbing handfuls of squish into her palms while her fingers tightened her grip.

“Maybe you made a mistake! Maybe you don't want to get dominated by the blue butt of awesomeness. If you can make it out of my pants before my fingers slip out—well, you can consider yourself safe from my twin cheeks if you like.”

There was no sense buying into Rainbow's words. Not with her hips purposely brought back, ass pushed out like black moons of greatness hovering over the city. How everyone else must have felt seeing the tiny orange girl plummet past that waistband, into the tight recesses inside the butt, crushed by fullest set of cheeks the world had ever seen.

How many people feared for Applejack, and how many envied her, she had no idea.

But none of that mattered now. Not when Applejack was trapped deep within Rainbow's crack, slipping up through it, one foot sinking into impressing and welling softness, one hand grabbing and kneading a tiny globe of something once more, scaling a blue hill bigger than any mountain she'd seen in her life.

“Mmhm! Aren't you just the best wiggly friend climbing out of my crack? I wonder how it must look to you in there, so caught between my cheeks, my thong riding up alongside you.” Rainbow sounded like she was getting off to herself again, of having a tiny friend trapped in her pants and caught by her ass. Why would Applejack ever afford her such egotistical bliss? “I would never force ya to ever go in that deep. Well, at least, not when this is still possible.”

What was still possible?

The sprawling and curving blue walls suddenly clenched in together, locking tightly into place, the durable layer of fat supported by tons of sheer booty-muscle. Applejack twitched upon the crushing impact of being rolled over—arms up, legs down, body smothered.

“What? Did you think I was going to make it easy for you to escape my ass that easily? Get real!” Rainbow Dash's laughter rumbled through her cheeks, a massive ripple coursing over them and rolling over Applejack like waves in the sea. “It's a good thing you found yourself caught in my crack too! Not much fun clenching my cheeks if you're not between them, ya know?”

There wasn't anything Applejack could do. All she was able to do was endure the claps of that big blue ass, of the hills of cheeks pulling away in their heavy bounces only to come back swinging into her itty-bitty little body. Each slap, each impress, each soft crush teased Applejack in ways beyond shameful.

She should have kept climbing. Wait for the cheeks to release to scale up them a bit more, twitch at first cue of a coming clench to defend herself. Experience the walls crashing into her, smoothing her, but ultimately locking her in the same place as before.

It would be slow, tedious, and humiliating—but progress was progress, no matter the fraction of an inch gained.

But instead of all that. Rather than all of that. Applejack dived a hand into her shorts, slipping it beneath the smooth cotton of her green panties to the orange slit nestled between her own diminutive legs. Her orange mounds glazed in a thin sheen of cum. The hood of her clit pulled back, the dense ball aching, contracting in of itself, desperate for sexual damnation.

“Just because my cheeks are the size of mountains doesn't mean it's a good enough excuse for you to quit. C'mon, getting crushed by a massive girl's ass—I thought you'd get off to something like that!” It's like her voice caught in realization during those last few words, the pitch of what came in next lower than before. “Unless you didn't give up... and you gave in.”

How did she become so on point as of late? Applejack rested her body further into the blue cheek behind her, delighting in sinking into the plushness of blue, how the softness imbued beneath the skin welled about around her, hugging her tight frame.

Quickly she turned and lost all of her restraint. Throwing her other arm all the way out, she hugged as much of the cheek against her body, having it press against her ridiculously tiny breasts while it washed over body.

But that's exactly what she wanted.

Applejack's legs straddled the wobbly flesh the best they would, feeling it well out on all side the tighter she tried to squeeze them—but having the hefty squish press against the crotch of her denim shorts, applying more pressure on the fingers inside her pussy... the tiny girl threw her head back, moaning, while she humped the curving wall of cheek like a dog desperately to cum.

“I... I can feel you! You're actually trying to hump my ass right now! That is so awesome!” Of course, that would be the progression of acceptance from Rainbow and, along with it, came the returning squeezes of her ass, two walls slapping and twisting into Applejack, fulfilling her sexual bliss to be crushed by Rainbow's butt. “Here I thought squeezing my ass around you would get me off but, hey, nothing wrong with two girls' profiting from the same move, right?”

Applejack certainly wasn't complaining while the two walls of cheeks beat into her tiny body, forcing her into a narrow pocket of space while two hills of squish meshed together all around her, jiggling into the other, ripples coursing all throughout.

And then Applejack felt herself coming close to finishing. At the end of every clench and slap of the blue hill, they jiggled her outward instead of inward, away from the thong and closer to the pants—and the long fall around the shapely bottom.

“Hope you don't mind, Applejack, but I think it's about time I made good on that desire of yours!” Applejack's eyes burst open at the feeling of slipping and, with a few blinks, found her body wedged halfway out the blue crack. A hum of a scream shocked her back into reality. Never before had she ever been so fearful of not being crawled in deeper into another girl's crack. “By the way. You've seen me twerk before, right?”

Oh no. Oh, so very no.

The arching the large hips could almost be heard from before as the world inside the rump rose into the air, holding there for a second like a roller coaster pausing at the top of the track for a moment—before the ass fell to the ground with the fall of the hips.

Caught, in the sudden rise of the hip, the mountains of softness wobbled deliciously in a crazed matter while inclining again, before dropped again, the consistent rise and drop of the cheeks pushing the tiny girl wedged between them further out.

Applejack, a moment before falling, couldn't pause in her perversion. She moaned aloud with her shorts and panties still on, body rolled over again by tushy goodness, the ripples across the cheeks delivering her to pleasure.

Spurt after stream of hot milky butter coursed through her contracting cunt, sizzling out through probed fingers and drizzling onto the cotton of her underwear, a wetting of herself she'd never done once before in her life. Getting caught deep within Dash's tush was enough reason to release her most carnal of desires.

While the waves of orgasm and the rolling ripples of cheeks coursed over her, the lingering strength of the girl finally depleted. Her torso slipped free of the tight crack, the fullness of the walls letting go of her sides, a girl dropped free inside the pants of a massively twerking ass.

“Aaaaaand got you!” Rainbow Dash laughed as the jumping cheeks finally ceased in their twerking, rising to fill out against the pants again—this time with a girl caught, on its surface far out, right on the centre of the right cheek. “Hope you didn't mind the fall! Couldn't think of another way to get you out of my crack without using my fingers and—what fun is there in doing that, anyway?”

Applejack laid forward on the surface of the cheek, slightly on its upper slope, vaguely aware of reality. Her cheek pressed into the warm blue field, aware of the pull to the slope just behind her—a feeling twirling in her stomach that she could slide back down easily if she wasn't careful.

Which, thankfully or not, wouldn't be much of a fear for much longer.

She gazed up in time to see the material of the sleek black sky pinched away from over the land, no doubt a pair of fingers on the other side, allowing the tiny girl a moment of space before... what?

Applejack expected the answer but wasn't any less surprised when the fingers let go.

The stretchy material of the pants snapped back over the plane of blue land, covering it and clinging to it, the fabric filled out by the fat on the ass. The poor tiny girl resting on the cheeks became safer in the worst possible way—the tight material clung to her as well, pressing her into a small indention into the cheek.

She tried to move only to be contained by two different kinds of soft on either side. When it came to struggling against the cheek, wherever she hit, pressed and pushed again, a hand would only sink more into the surface, and blue tush would well around it, enveloping it deep into itself.

As for the pants sprawling on forever and worn ridiculously too tight? The ceiling of clothing didn't so much as inch away from her tiny palm pressing against it. Like a wall of cement, the thin fabric posses a band far stronger than Applejack's best attempts.

“Hey over there, Oval! If you're done worried about the chicks on your dick—I have something that may make it grow a few more inches.”

Applejack gulped at the distant, thundering of footsteps drawing closer to her prison. That boy of hers, a good head on his shoulders—but easily corrupted by the same girl that convinced Applejack to be stuffed into the back of her pants.

Rainbow Dash couldn't help but shiver as her man came walking around her side, eyes gazing down, feet travelling over the wall of the school and past any cars, careful despite the lack of need for it anymore. Maybe he was staring at his own member, at the hint of two girls sporadically poking through the fabric.

Or maybe he was fighting the urge to jerk his cock off and force those two ladies into a severe pleasure and a ride they may never want to stop. Stuck to his cock by the tightness of his briefs, clenched into place by a tightly curled hand.

Rainbow wasn't aware of her thighs rubbing together until a drop of gooey butter dripped from her pussy. The stretching cover of her thong soaked up the messes, of course, but her thighs waxed it back over her plump mounds.

Oh well.

“You've never needed permission for it before but... feel free to check out my ass.” Rainbow Dash rolled her head back at the words, at the casual remark to do something so dirty, how a subject worth years of repressing finally found its expression in moments of sheer lewd intensity. “Naturally, my ass is a wonder of the world, of course. Buuuuut this may be an extra little tickle to get the cock of yours really going.”

Rainbow kept her head up-turned but ensured to keep the corner of her eye filled by him. Oval approached her with caution, a hand over his bugle in his pants, not so much to stroke but to keep it from smacking with his every step. Concern for the two girls riding it—Celestia, how Rainbow slowly wished she was in there with them.

She would have to make up for it with a kind of fun only she could enjoy with him at this size.

“Gaze at my ass all you like—plenty there to take in.” Rainbow brought her hands to the back of her neck, faintly aware of the two tickles against the skin of her finger. Two friends still caught in a hand, enduring the lifting of a cheek to now holding up the back of her prismatic hair. Their time would come yet. “But you'll find a special surprise if you check out my right flank.”

Oval's expression washed over with apprehension at the prospect of a trap, but with a nod of his head and a gulp of his throat, he leaned in closer, maybe a few inches too close over her right cheek. He blinked, looking like wasn't quite sure what he was supposed to be seeing—other than the best ass to ever existence—until his gaze locked with something small, lithe, and cute.

“That couldn't be... I mean it is... but to become nothing more... than a bulge...”

His muttered words were like the kind after unexpected scientific discovery, unsure of being amazed or horrified and, in either case, unable to look away. He seemed drawn to the lump in the clothing, how it scramble slightly across the field of soft blue—trapped, caught, pressed against something like a massive cheek.

“Applejack always did put up a bit of a fight when she's teased—but she always blushed too.” Rainbow Dash smiled as she slapped a hand over the spot where her friend was, coving the tiny lump with the sprawling surface of her palm. “But for a tickle against my ass every now and again, she's quite good at it.”

She then kneaded her own cheek, moaning, while her pussy leaked freely.

“Makes grabbing my ass feel a lot better, too, when she's trapped in my grip and forced to endure the full weight of my butt.” Her fingers let the cheek go free while slipping to its underside, pushing up against its weight, enough to raise it—before letting it drop, wobble, and jiggle into place. “Enduring every shake and jiggle of my ass. Not sure if I feel bad for her or envy her. Know I wouldn't mind resting back on her orange cheeks.”

There was something about Oval's face that struck Rainbow Dash the wrong way. Not that he was mad or sad or anything like that. But rather his expression was contorted in a pained pleasure he struggled to repress. “What's the matter, hunk? Those girls doing a number on you down there?”

“S-Something like that.” Oval leaned back, not intending, of course, for his cock to bulge harder against the jeans—pressing tightly against the fabric as the bugles of two bodies scattered across its sprawling length. “Y-You and I are, uh, f-finally together. There's people in your pants as well in mine. B-But...”

Rainbow Dash grinned as she knew exactly where this was going. Leaving her hand on the cheek of her ass, she leaned her palm against the round flesh, placing intense pressure on caught by her unintentional hold. “But what, lover boy?”

“But... we've haven't gotten into each other pants... yet.”

Rainbow Dash giggled. Gazing at the friends within her other hands, she gave them a quick smile—the time for foreplay long since past. Taking a hand to pull out the waistband of her pants and panties—straining the materiel and crushing Applejack—she rolled Rarity onto a set of fingers.

“U-Um, d-d-darling!” Rarity called as her white arms were held above her head by two massively blue finger tips, dangling her lower and closer to the tugged-out underwear. “Just where exactly do you plan on keeping me?”

“Just someplace warm, snug, and a little wet.” Rainbow Dash lowered her friend until her legs sunk beneath her waistband, laying her body on the smooth cotton of her panties like it were some great slide. Then with a laugh, she let go, watching the tiny girl slide down and toward her great pussy. “I won't force you to crawl inside, of course. But let's just say it may be a tad safer if you catch yourself inside nice and tight.”

So amusing watching the minuscule girl of white slide before the towering pink lips of Rainbow's folds, each slightly parted and lubricated from the juices within. Just watching this was enough to set the giant off! Throwing her massive head back, Rainbow sighed heavenly as her cunt gushed out a fresh splash of buttery honey on the tiny girl—utterly drenching her in the cum of another women.

Rarity's body shivered upward from the impact, hair slick and weighed down, the same true of her clothes. This giant pussy was a live, eager to have a treat before her, and now, gushed out the juices of the giant nearly without notice. Not a safe place to be at all—she needed to escape!

She turned on the field of cotton, which dipped from her weight, tripping her forward. Her chest meshed against the fabric as it slowly arched upward, more and more, the ground rising and gravity changing. Rarity managed to crawl a upward a few feet, that was, before the giant starting into the world inside her waistband had her amusement with the show.

“Enjoy yourself in there, Rarity.” Rainbow let her fingers slip away from her pants and panties, the elastic snap of the latter than held firmly again her crotch by the former. They'd be no escape. Not with clothing bound this tightly. “We both know you played for both sides.”

Her giant hand swept over her groin where the land of denim laid, patting the spot, of the metal circle and zipper that locked in what laid behind and beneath it. Patting her crotch all to feel that minuscule bump against her palm. Knowing another girl was trapped by her cunts, right in-between her folds which pressed against the fabric, gushing her juices sporadically over the tiny, nearly drowning her the more aroused she became.

No wonder why Oval seemed to pain, having his cock played with by two girls, when Rainbow finally have a slave to tease to her pussy. Her body warmed into a heat of a goddess as the foreplay was nearly done.

Just one place left of her body left to be pleased by a tiny.

“Do I even have to worry about you?” Rainbow asked upon raising her hand before her face, gazing at the speck of pink sprouting from her turned fist. The tiny girl only laughed with her arms spread all the way open. “I'd set you inside one of my cups—but I don't know which one I want you inside of more.”

Rainbow Dash still got drunk at the feeling of handling her friends like toys, that she could assert her dominance with the faintest of efforts—that whole beings were set to please inches of her body. Worshipped. One of these days she would have her body worshipped by an army of tiny friends.

“But since I know you'll enjoy this as much as I will,” Rainbow said upon sneaking the hand through the collar of her shirt, slipping the legs of the tiny Pinkie into the plushness of her cleavage. Upon feeling her breasts grip its newest treat, she let go, leaving the small one to do her work under the canopy of her shirt. “So try to please both of my girls as much as you can, okay? Know they're rather big now—but you've always been a fan of mountain climbing, haven't you?”

Rainbow Dash giggled upon feeling the tiny body swim through her soft blue sea, sinking into the slit between her breasts as the smoothness of her skin became tickled by the kicking of the minuscule movements. Every part of her body, the assets at least, tended to intimately by her friends.

“Now that we're both in the proper mood,” Rainbow began upon turning to face her giant lover, her lust hungry to just simply fuck. “ You and I are going to fuck like giant animals and wash these streets in our cum. We're are going to destroy buildings and crush cities with that giant fucking cock of yours.”

Oval gulped as his cock twitched against his will.

“Any questions?” A shake of the head was her reply. “Good! Now start getting undressed!”