Flash Story Collection

(Commission for: Shiro_Tanuki, wanted a bit of fun with Luna and Celestia in retirement, with Luna being his preferred giantess, 25 USD)

The palace was not quiet, ever, on any day, and that typically meant the Princesses were busy at all hours of the day and night. That was to be expected, they were near divinity, after all, controllers of the Sun and Moon, great backs upon which rested the heavens. And yet, now that someone else had shouldered their burdens, had taken that weight unto herself, and built a world wherein those of other races might look to her, and she to them, the original princesses had had to fade.

Not literally, mind, neither Luna nor Celestia were ones to simply take wing into the beyond. They were instead allowed to roam, less as rulers on vacation, and more as simply subjects of a greater power. Still, Twilight had insisted, and they'd each taken some guards with them, if only for protection of others, given Luna still tended more towards disproportionate retribution, or so others told her.

It did, however, leave Luna with time to think, and time to grow weary. The novels of which she was so fond were not produced every day, after all, and she quickly found herself finished with another set of adventures, forced to set aside a world, and just sit there, watching the surf, as Tia, somewhere out on the waves, did battle with a Kraken she'd managed to annoy in her surfing, nothing she couldn't handle mind.

Sitting there, her legs dangling over the edge of the ocean, Luna sighed, wondering what she should do to entertain herself, before heading into town to find another story with which to sate her imagination, only to blink, as a glint of light off the armor of her guard blinded her, and she turned to him, about to tell him to stand away from her, only to notice he was not so alert to the things around him, standing there.

He had fallen asleep, she realized with amusement. Truly, compared to ponies, these humans lacked much in the way of endurance, and this one had somehow managed to wedge his spear in the dock, between a few of the boards, so that he might remain standing, while dozing off, making her smile as an idea crept into her head, and she looked out towards the waves, and found Tia still busy with her own battles.

Seeing her sister distracted enough not to make a fuss at this amusement, Luna slipped off the pier's edge, turning to shadow as she did so, and then slipping like oil onto the water, flowing with the waves crashing against the shore, a gift from Celestia's struggle, and then slipping beneath the dock. Slowly, trying not to make any undo noise, Luna crept her way down beneath where the shadow of her human guard blocked the sun.

A thought, and her shadowy essence coiled and moved, shaping and reshaping itself like clay in the hands of a master sculptor. Slowly, it took on form, first in the low, dangling light of a dark hunter's lure, then in a face that was her own, save for when she smiled, and showed off teeth that were wickedly sharp even in the light from her lure, and the few stray rays of the sun that found their way between the boards.

Her mane wove itself from the night sky, a few stars sparkling around her, and then her legs came out, ending in fins that looked like silver starlight, made into hoof like things. Her body, taking shape, elongated, and left her soon as a thing almost half again as long as she had been, with the tails and fins to mark her as a predator of the sea, and a smirk on her face telling those watching she had found her prey.

A single bolt of magic, channeled through her lure, jerked its way upwards, like a slow moving bolt of lightning, gently find a path through the air, and then making its way up to the boards. It soon found a gap, and without a sound, it slipped between them, find itself in the open air above, the bright sun allowing not a soul to see it as it snaked its way over to the human, and then like a viper, stuck with a blinding speed.

The human wouldn't awaken, not as the magic took him. No, this spell was too subtle for that, even in his dream, what little had formed off one, the itch on the back of his neck was nothing to his senses. He would feel the weight of his armor slip off, the grip on his spear loosen as it seemed to grow broader in his grip, and sleep through all of it, as he slowly began to dwindle from sigh within his suit.

The wind woke him, however. The sudden spray of seawater in his face, the abrupt chill in the air as he fell away from the light, and the sharp whistle in his ears. He awoke to darkness, his eyes blinking, only for them to focus as he fell straight towards a huge pool of water, smashing against gigantic poles of wood, allowing him to let out a single, strained cry, before he fell into the liquid with a splash.

An explosion of bubbles blinded him, even as the salt water stung at his eyes as he tried to see through them, and when his panicked mind realized he didn't know which way up was, his training kicked in, and he went limp, his limbs hanging loose at his side, and his own buoyancy dragged him towards what was obviously the surface, allowing him to breach with a crash and a gasp for air.

Looking around, his eyes darting from side to side, the human could not see over the tall waves that crashed and crested all around him, his tiny body being tossed about by the tide, but luckily never being driven back under. Still, he could see nothing, due to his blurry vision, until there came a light, a single bright thing in the sky overhead, giving him something to focus on, something to follow, and finally, something to fear.

Slowly, his vision sharpened, and with that sharpness, he saw a roof above, made of wood, behind the light above him, and for a moment, he wondered if he'd wound up in some kind of flooded building, only for his eyes to follow the dangling thing, finding it attached to something, and then following that something, a dark blue cord, until he was turned around completely, and staring into a pair of silver eyes.

Those eyes spoke of hunger, of a need to feed, and the human's mind froze up, like a deer staring into a wolf's starving gaze. He watched in horror as the eyes rose, and a muzzle soon came from under the water, a muzzle broken by a grin, showing that this predator had teeth, sharp fangs that just looked vicious in the light that seemed to come from everywhere, and the face held that grin above him, like the snack he was.

Then the face descended, the head coming down, and he watched in abject terror as the lips went under the water, and the jaws began to part, turning those fangs into the entrance to a cavern, one the tide was carrying him into. Crying out, panicked, the human tried to flee, tried to escape, his limbs thrashing and churning at the water, creating quite a lot of froth, but providing him not a single inch of reprieve.

The tide would carry him swiftly into those jaws, to which he wasn't even a mouthful, the teeth staying clear of him, and letting him struggle and turn inside the maw. He was, with effort, able to reach down and his feet found purchase on the tongue somewhere in the depths, giving him just that moment of hope that he might escape this, before another surge of the sea, another wave, crashed into the muzzle, and he was taken with it.

Outside, Luna giggle, opening her body like the predator's she was mimicking, creating a straight passage into her stomach, that the tide would turn into a whirlpool. She felt the tiny human spin and reel within her belly, tickling at the edges as his hands and feet grappled with him, leaving her laughing as she suddenly straightened herself up, causing his world to erupt into a tumult of motions, and leaving him trapped within.

A single thought, and Luna found herself back on the dock, her book well in hand, even as Tia, a large beak on her back, a prize won from her battle, came to rest on the shore. Her sister would be nonethewiser, she believed, with what had occurred while she'd been gone, and still feeling a tickle in her belly, Luna gave it a sharp rap, as she tried to focus on her book, rereading the ending to make her distraction look real.

Of course, Luna's master plan was soon foiled, thanks to the armor left on the docks, and while she would fight it, she'd soon have to spit up the small human, and restore him, before for the moment, she enjoyed herself, transforming again into the predator of the seas, and leading her sister on a merry chase, even as her belly tumbled and rolled with her body, smacking around the tiny form within.