Flash Story Collection

(Commission for: TheBronyDog, nothing too complex scenewise, just his thing of a giantess mare, and being trapped/living inside her stomach. In this case, a random anthro batpony mare. Fun times. 20 USD)

Her wings felt like they were about to fall off. They weren't, she had worked this much before, but dammit she was not used to this sort of shit anymore. She was and officer now, the enlisted men were supposed to do all the heavy lifting, but today it had been all hands on deck at the barracks thanks to some kind of break out from Tartarus, and she'd wound up patrolling the city...eleven times.

She sighed as she finally came back to her doorstep, the small cloud home, a special privilege of her rank, and quickly went inside, stripping herself of her armor, which clattered even against the soft, fluffy floor, leaving her standing there in her fur, feeling the nice, cool breeze as it swirled around her, and then up into her face, and made her gag.

A coughing fit racked her body as she held out a hand to grab onto her sofa. She smelled, not terribly so...compared to some of her squadmates, but still, she was not coming off like a rose tonight, and so she walked through her home, taking a moment to flick a crystal against a wall, making the place turn gray, as she moved into her bathroom.

Within this space, this most private room of her home, it looked relatively normal...as such things went for earth ponies and unicorns anyway. She had a tiled floor, a large tub, and a toilet, all connected to real pipes which would gather her water up, and she could dump it when she was close to a lake or the ocean or something as her home moved.

Flexing her leathery wings, feeling a few drops of sweat finally emerge from some folds, she went up to the tube, placing her hand against the wall, and feeling the water inside it, the cloud accumulating it. She closed her slitted eyes, and focused, a bit of her magic going through it into the clouds beyond, and then converting the mist into liquid.

She smiled to herself as the water gathered just outside, and she climbed into the tub, about to lay in it, but then staring at the shower head, a thoughtful look upon her face. She then nodded to herself, and moved her fingers along the wall, moving the water that had condensed there up, and just behind the shower head, her ears flattening as she turned it on.

Had she been listening closely, or watching, she might have noticed a tiny form come spilling out of the cloud wall, just above the tub's wall. The form, a tiny unicorn, shimmered with magic as it emerged, having been caught up in the water, his form, you form, having been in her kitchen a moment ago, gathering crumbs of food, and trying to get some water for later.

Then the flow of liquid had suddenly grabbed you, sweeping you up into its cold, swift hold, and shooting you all through the home, watching as the world sped by, until finally, you were held, nearly drowning, in a bubble of water within the clouds, that only released you when it shifted upwards, and you went up just a bit more, coming from the clouds, and landing on the metal shower head with a 'plink.'

The impact leaves you dazed and drifting, just for a moment, long enough for the mare below you to turn the water on full blast, a stream of hot liquids pouring from the shower head, divided into a dozen or more smaller streams, all of them smashing into her body, the spears pressing into her fur, and pushing it inwards, before the skin stops it, and it starts raging down her form.

Recovering, slowly, as the mist of steam fills the air, your lungs heave, breathing it in, adjusting to it, and rousing you from your swoon, to take in the sights around you, and then turn down to see the bat pony mare, her wings folded up around her torso, as she smiles up, eyes tightly shut, simply enjoying the feeling of water on her sore, stiff muscles.

The view...so much different than what you were used too. Looking up at her, from the floor, where she is a titan of flesh and bone. From the counter, where she is like a living ship, sailing through the air. Those were the views you were used to, and yet, they did not do her justice, as she smiled up at you, seemingly smiling right at you, and making your heart skip a beat.

It was while you were staring down at her, looking into her face, that it happened. Her mouth opened wide, and your mind shut down, staring into the cavern of flesh, ringed by fangs, that lay open before you, the shimmering saliva pooling on her tongue, before she leaned in closer, and took the water into her maw, gulping it down greedily.

What she did not realize was that the proximity of her tongue to the shower head would cause the steam to pool around the cold metal...but that was nothing to her. It was something to you, however, as you stared into her maw, and only realized it wasn't getting bigger, you were getting closer, as the steam slicked metal spilled you out into the air, and then right into the streams of water.

You were aghast, unable to think, as the pouring liquids literally carried you into her maw, the tongue, supple and soft, licking at you, tasting you, if only a little, and making her snap her jaws closed, as she swallowed the contents of her mouth in reflex, her fingers going to her throat, pressing into the bulge you made...and then letting out a belch as you fell into her belly.

Within her, you tumbled down her throat, into her chest. The sound of her heartbeat echoed in your ears, the roar of her lungs pressed into your very soul, and then, with a pop, you emerged into her belly, already half full of water, water that exploded upwards, for a moment, knocking you onto a small part of her stomach, not covered in liquids.

Recovering fast, whipping out your phone, you found the light function on it worked...but it only showed the pulse flesh walls, and the surging stomach sea, giving you no way out, as the signal was seemingly blocked by her body, leaving you trapped, as the world began to shudder and sway, as she left the shower behind, and you went with her, lost in the center of the mare.