Ascension in Dream
B_25 & Knarfdarf
Princess Luna waded through the abyss composed of images, the thousands of screens to different dreams, the pleasures and the horrors, a few nightmares that merged the two into one. Such a lucid place had earned her attention. The alicorn stood before a vision taller than the rest.
And stepped in.
Blinding lights and the feeling of speed wobbled in the girl's belly in becoming a solid-state. Taking form as sensation flooded throughout it. Cushions sunk beneath her feet with a sheet that spread as far as the eye could see. Pink, think, and encompassing.
Luna blinked with a shake of her head as the embers of blue had burned out from existence. Her portal into this dream, now gone, needing to be summoned back to leave. This place had been stranger than the rest.
That.
And how it belonged to Fluttershy.
Luna soon realized that she was standing on some bed, a vast one, with pink sheets, rolled out like the sea. Its end reveals a wooden rest towering into the sky; the sides showed the galaxy that composed the bedroom.
She then looked down at herself. Naked. Plump little tits with thighs with a touch of meat on them. Her form had been captured here—even in its diminutive state. Was the host also tiny? Could this be her fantasy, perhaps, of exploring an enormous but a familiar setting?
Of course not.
Instead, there was a mighty groan behind her and a creaking of springs that roared beneath the sea—the shifting of monolithic weight, from one side to another, handling the colossus of a woman. Luna blinked in realizing that she had failed to check behind her.
And she did so with a gasp.
Looming before her was the stretch of the woman. Off in the distance, and yet, appearing close due to her size. Luna stood far away from her, looking on, set in the middle of the tanned legs. Fluttershy was naked. Laid back into the headrest and propped on her ass.
Luna's ears flattened down the sides of her head in staring on. Seeing those legs arching into a perch above, the thickness of thighs, consuming the space, as the slenderness of her ankles crashed into the bed.
Fluttershy sat in such a way as to have her crotch at an upward tilt. Pink tuft above her lips like a crop of silk. Dense mounds below, so full as to be squishy, a touch spread out. There, in-between them, was the pussy of the massive woman.
Luna held a mouth to her mouth, in seeing that towering slit, noting something about it. The giant woman wasn't tending to it. It was only a few seconds later that a beloved sigh erupted from above. Only then did fingers drop, a trace across the delicate pink, enough to ward off the throes of her current pleasure.
But why wait?
It made sense as a giggle had boomed the zone. There came a wiggling between the folds, a struggle from inside—something that shouldn't have been possible. Then, from inside the depths, shot out a hand. A blue one, wagging in the open, its first breach into freedom.
Luna, in using her magic, tried to see what had happened from the other's perspective.
Rainbow Dash did not know how she wound up here, so small and in the bedroom of her best friend, currently upside-down, a set of fingers pinched at her ankle. Before she was the looming face of Fluttershy. One that smiled, laughed, and leaned in for a kiss.
Before her dangling body was lowered across the body. Over the fatness of yellow mountains to the tautness of a toned belly. There to where crossed legs spread apart, the juiciness of thighs, going aside, to reveal the bare crotch of the giantess.
Rainbow soon had a better idea of what was going to happen next and, at once, curled herself upward. There was a burning in her belly as her itty-bitty hands banged at the shield of the giant nail. Of course, it did nothing as the fingers tightened on her.
She fell and hung again, her mane weighed by gravity, as she looked directly down. Fluttershy's crotch loomed below, the sunny mounds like rolling hills, the lips between like a fleshy gate. There was a laugh, and warm air escaped from that sacred place.
Musky. With a touch of moisture in the air. Rainbow struggled in seeing two fingers dipping into view, at either fold before slipping inside the cavern—drawing a long moan from the structure. Up to the knuckles inside, the pair pushed apart on the walls. The slit opened more to reveal the living entrance of the cunny.
Its bottom was an open pond that showed the interior of the woman. The clenching cave timed to the giantess's breaths. Rainbow gasped in being dragged down and over it, seeing how the fingers disappeared into it.
And then the grip on her ankle released. Rainbow didn't know she was falling until the first roll. Her wings had been crusted by cum, stuck to her back, with not even the upward slices of wind doing anything to free her. Rather the air became warmer and stank of Fluttershy.
Soon Rainbow was falling faster and faster, and to the point, that absolute softness would be needed to break her fall. Watching how that crotch came closer and the rest of it became too much for her view. Soon all she could see were the mounds and, after that, were the roll of the lips.
And soon all that filled her vision was the immensity of the pussy's entrance. Dark even though she was closer. Its inner workings only teased. Within seconds, she fell into the opening, into the sweltering darkness. Breathing musk instead of air and hearing the undulations of the surrounding.
Rainbow could see the faintness of pink, of the passage that encompassed her, its vastness and its loft. Still falling despite already being inside the woman, the entrance, so far above, the light from it now so dim.
Falling—until the crash.
Rainbow smashed into the swollen softness as it spread from her contact, bouncing her a little in place, that was, until devouring her momentum. The poor girl had to pant through her adrenaline rush as wet noises ran like pipes all around.
She flipped herself onto her back, lying into the bed of squish, at the bottom of a corner and looking out. It indeed was like a tunnel as she looked out. The mile, outward, of a ceiling nearly out of view and walls so far apart.
And that Fluttershy was supposed to be tight.
Everything undulated, and even Rainbow was rocked in place. White swelled in patches from the ground as vines lazily dropped from above. Far out, there was light. That vault where golden shone onto. I squinted through, one could see out from the pussy—to the woman's sprawling, flanking legs.
Rainbow would have been content to rest here, that was if everything hadn't started to shrink. The passage began to contract to the giantess's overhead moans, which reverberated, echoing throughout the cavern.
Those fingers' span kept the pussy open if only to show the outside world's transition. Of everything blurring as the view climbed, the raising of huge hips, as the hostess was lifting herself into the air.
Everything dropped, and Rainbow shot up, smacking into the ceiling, hitting a pleasure spot. Moans quaked through the cavern as it started to thrust back and forth, every motion dislodging her until she fell. Rainbow splashed on striking the ground, sliding across it, as the walls contracted closer.
At the end of the tunnel, those massive fingertips slid out, the hole, closing, to the sealing of darkness. Only echoes and moans. The squishing of beating muscles was alive here. This place would cave in soon.
And Rainbow needed to get out before her best friend could cum her out first.
Luna snapped out from that section of that dream, in looking to that crotch once more, to the woman breaking to the surface. Rainbow was but an inch of blue on a mile of pink. So dwarfed by the titanic lips, so powerless and helpless to them, barely able to wiggle her way out from the usually lax things.
Every time she came close to breaking through, the giantess would watch from above, with a bottom lip, bitten, and a gyration to her hips. Fluttershy would slurp the little one back inside her pussy with its muscles alone. Sucking her in all the little tickles before letting Rainbow crawl out again.
Each time was another inch out. First her head broke free, and next her shoulders, her chest after that. Was this legitimate progress or a fake cause to inspire Rainbow to action? Luna couldn't bear to watch as, behind the immensity, there was another trace of person.
Luna closed her eyes and tapped in.
Rarity had been stranded on the bed at the start of the blanket, in the border before the pillows rested, lost as to how she got here. Naked with her rump out. Confused—although not too worried about being seen.
That was until a sea of shadow passed over her. She was confused as to what could produce such a thing. Turning around and looking up, there couldn't be enough in staring to the sky—unable to capture the towering mast of Fluttershy.
She stood before the bed as naked as she was the day she was born. Towering to the sky and blocking all light. Her slender figure, those mountainous breasts, that perfection of a woman stealing vistas of space.
The way she looked down with that smile that let on a little more. Rarity had always been a bit bigger. In chest and height and especially in ass. But, as the girl turned around, the thunder of her steps ringing in the air, that comparison was soon reversed.
Rarity watched as the flanking thighs had rubbed into each other on turning. Soon the monstrous backside of the woman was revealed. The steep curve up to her rump, the bubbles butterscotch that composed the density of her cheeks.
So full and so round. Rolling in a perfect curve that could only evoke drool. It wasn't a massive ass, one that was wide. Rather it was a perfect butt, neither too small or too big and, at this side, was like a world of its own.
In the heavens above, the goddess's head turned, a mere glance over her shoulder, down at the one too small to take in all of her. The corner of her smile could be seen as her hips started to shake. Left to right, a subtle thing, revealing the smack of her cheeks onto each other.
How they swayed, wobbling to a close, a series of fingers settling over their outward swell. Coming to press at their thickest portion and, in pushing up, they lifted the cheeks. Bunching them into a sunny paradise.
And then they pulled away. Letting them drop and bounce and jiggle out the momentum. Showing the perfection of their coating and the greatness of their substance. Then, in adjusting her hips once again, the giantess did to take a seat.
Rarity had been so distracted in watching that massive derriere that she had failed to realize she was in the darkest shadow of the softest meteor. How one cheek rubbed upon another as it took dominance before its sister raced in after.
The butt grew bigger and bigger as the little one, turning around and forced to run, could not escape the sitting woman. Within seconds, the ass struck the sheets, rolling over it, the immensity of yellow that flattened across the zone.
Rarity was a couple feet away on hearing the large groan of springs and the smothering of coming softness. Feeling the shadow and the coming weight until it finally laid across her. It caught on the back of her, at once forcing Rarity to the ground, lying on her front, as the rest of the cheeks stole across the terrain.
Stealing and stealing until it was seated.
Fluttershy sat on the bed with a delicate hum and the faux air of boredom. Underneath her ass, in the squish of lemon due to her sitting, Fluttershy enjoyed the feeling of having Rarity smothered beneath her butt.
Rarity laid forward and squished her boobs as flat as they would go, the same for her rump, which was smothered due to the ceiling of another's. The darkened, rolling hills, didn't crush her so much as flattened around her—nesting her in a pocket of dough.
That started to change, though, as the overhead hips came to shift. Grinding forward and back, not by much, but enough to rub the butt across the landscape. Rarity groaned in being rolled back and then pushed forward again. Soon it drew in circles, drowning and suffocating the girl, inching her closer to the warm divot between the cheeks.
Soon fresh air swiped underneath the rump as it lifted to the air; the squished yellow rising from the bed, coming to droop a bit from gravity, with a little something attached. Rarity was splayed over the curve of the cheek, smudged thereby the pressure and, as she tried pushing on the squish, found it hard to peel from it.
It didn't help that the giantess had decided to stand up straight and, in so doing, started to swing her hips. Shaking her butt non-stop with a bit of a hop to cause it to jump. Rarity rode the roller coaster as it swung up and down, flung left and right, hoping now, to keep plastered to the bottom.
And she got her wish, sadly, as the giantess took a seat. Crashing into the bed and creating a crater for a couple of seconds. Lifting only to drop, smacking into the mattress, dropping tons and tons of booty.
There was nothing Rarity could do as, in every attack, she peeled more from the ass. So squeezed by another girt's derriere to drain the will from her. After a couple drops of ass, she was soon shot off, rolled a little into the middle—free of the rump.
That was until looking up.
Fluttershy's staggering body blocked most light as she stuck her hips out, nothing but her ass looming in the air, itself becoming an island in the sky. Bent forward, she reached a set of hands back, one for each cheek, grabbing them, parting them, as to show more of her sunny divide.
Rarity already knew where this was going and was helpless to stop it. Watching that titanic rump start its descent, she closed her eyes and was still, feeling the darkness wash into her. The ass fell over the zone of the little one, devouring the area beneath it and, when it rose next, nothing was remaining on the bed.
Fluttershy peered the best she could around her body to her booty. Looking, caught between the cheeks, of the white lady that struggled between them. Her back, backed into one, pushed out with her legs, pressing out the other cheek.
The giantess smiled at this and, with hands cupping the sides of her buttery cheeks, decided to massage them. Pushing in and out, sucking in the one between them, deeper, to the point that the lady turned. Lying forward, the mass of ass holding her, as she struggled, in a swim forward, to escape.
In a final message, the lady shot into the rump, not too deeply, but amid the place. Fluttershy let her hands fall away and turned around, showing off her cute little ass to the mirror. There was nothing there. No trance of the other now buried between those dense cheeks.
However, if one stared hard and long enough, they could see the tiny, insignificant ripples from the inward curve of the twins. With a slap and a slap to her ass, the girl turned around, plummeting to sit for real.
And even as the events went on, with another friend soon to be dangled over her privates, behind, another was trying to escape the sphere of her ass. Swimming up against thick flesh and, even in breaching the top of the twins, resting at the crack of the 'Y', each clench, every swallow of booty, would pull Rarity back down again.
Luna stumbled back in this weird conversion of dreams, of how these friends, somehow, ended up in the one where their shy friend ceased to be so. She looked beneath the crotch, to the hint of the cheeks squished on the bed, knowing that, somewhere deep and between them, another was rocking inside.
Unable to escape the tight prison of yellow. Enduring every squeeze and bounce. No choice but to be trapped.
Luna shook her head as the need to leave was becoming apparent. It seemed like none of them, not even Fluttershy, would remember the events that took place here—a vague recollection of a nightmare and nothing more. Try as she might to leave, however, something else caught her eyes.
There, some distance over the desert of violet laid the island of feet, keeping in place. Boulders for toes as they lined across the zone. They seemed to be wiggling. Twitching. Then, within the darkness beneath them—broke forward, Twilight.
She crawled out in the space between the toes, locked underneath their mass, finding a niche of freedom that she wiggled through. Now she was breathing, looking forward, waiting to make a break for it. Then it came as, in the distance, the giantess leaned back, eyes closed, moaning, as her hair flew about.
Twilight rose to her knees and, on the mark, launched to running feet. Dashing and bolting without regard to the bounces of her boobs or the sheer miles needing to be crossed. Her hope was for naught as, behind, the large foot hovered forward.
Those toes passed above and, on settling over the mare, came onto her. Crashing and smacking her to the bed, which impressed underneath the weight, to her wiggling and screaming. The toes did not care as they flicked back, a pull that took the little one back in. Twilight disappeared underneath the bottom of the foot as the toes flexed against each other in joy.
And looking at that foot now, one couldn't tell, in seeing it, that another was trapped underneath its majesty. It rocked in place, leaning from the back, pushing down across its length, before the toes impressed into the sheets.
And then the toes lifted, and the foot leaned back, the process happening all the way to the heel where, after that, it rocked from side to side. All to smother and dominate the one within. Sometimes the whole of the foot crushed into place, keeping locked until releasing.
Creating hell for the one beneath.
Horrors for one's pleasure. Extreme for even a dream. Luna blinked in looking up at the woman, from the folds that contentiously sucked on a woman, knowing that, behind, that booty was slurping another inside. Her eyes travelled across the tautness of lemon, a sprawl of tummy, one where, at the skin, there appeared tiny bugles.
It didn't make sense and required a blink to be safe. Sure enough. There were still little bumps pushing out from the stomach. Had the girl not been so skinny, maybe, such a view wouldn't be possible to be seen. But that wasn't the case for now.
High above that, and the soft, buttery mountains, domes of yellow with caps of bubble gum, there loomed the face of the giantess. Fluttershy's head was rolled back with a waterfall of mane that obscured half of her face. Eye close and a smile beneath it.
The might of her hand arched through the air as it whizzed. Coming to slap onto her tummy, its fingers spread out, touching at the little protrusions. In settling over them, they tapped, hard, enough to knock the one behind it.
Fluttershy laughed, and it must have echoed in her stomach. Thoroughly dominating the one inside of her in doing as she did. Every laugh, every breath, every word, transmitted all throughout her. Lean-to the lift, and the world in her belly did her same. In merely doing was the ultimate humiliation.
And then the giantess did something. Exhaling in a tempo as if coughing something up. With practice and precision, she was able to pull from her stomach, a swell appearing over the top of her chest and collarbone. There'd been a lump, up the throat, that shot into the open cavern of the girl's mouth.
Fluttershy opened her mouth to reveal the shooting and twirling body of Applejack. One coming out of the darkness and into the light, that was, until a pass between the lips. Those monsters closed on her, right on her midsection, catching her in a lock.
And devouring Applejack's momentum in ripples throughout their softness.
It was sad to see a friend caught in such a way. So ridiculously dwarfed by a pair of lips. Her arms couldn't even wrap to the curve of the bottom one. Barely able to see over to the cliff of a delicate chine below. Looking up, much more impossible.
And would only reveal massive eyes.
The mouth slurped on the tiny girl. Enough to drag her back an inch, her chest, which had been resting on the lip—slurped back inside. There came another, softer this time, that took most of her body in.
Now it was her head, squished by lips, a dot of orange to lakes of pink. They consumed her, humiliated her as, behind, a tongue came out to play. Licking over the naked farmer's body, from a pressed to her tits and a smack onto her ass. Sucking on her like candy.
Before the massive head rolled back and swallowed her down to the depths of her stomach again. This monumental woman stole the whole of the background to be able to depict herself. In stroking a hand over her throat as another dove to her clit to flick.
Rainbow breached the folds only to look up, seeing those powerful fingers clashing on the boulder of skin and, with a cry, was sucked back inside. More forcibly. The ticking to release as loud as the giantess's moans.
Luna flinched and looked to that stomach, no doubt, a particular passenger inside all of that tightness. How small it must be like the shallow end of a pool. Even though it scared her to do it, she needed to check on Applejack, tuning her magic to the other dreaming lady.
It'd been the transition from a dream to a nightmare that had been scary, the dreaming of working on a farm, kicking a tree, a delight here—for it required no breath, strength, or effort. The best part of the job that ceased to make it 'work'.
Applejack had been aware she was kicking the tree when, suddenly, the kicks were becoming harder. Those usually tight shorts, becoming loose, as they sagged on her hips. Then her bodily decrease became much more apparent as she started to dwindle in the world around her.
It didn't take long for her clothing to become like sheets of mazes that she had to struggle out of and climb to the top of. In so doing, she was naked, her heated, little body, forced against the chilly winds of July.
There'd been thuds and footsteps behind her and, before she could even turn, a set of fingers were plucking her. Yanking her through stories in seconds as she soon was dangled before the monolithic face of her most shy friend.
Who, with a planet-size expression of lust and smugness, ceased to be so shy.
Her eyes looked down, and so did Applejack's. She was pointing the finger at her and then, after that, indicating that finger at her chest. It was a thick turtleneck with a heart-shaped opening on her cleavage. The tops of yellow mounds, teased and glossed, with the warm divot between now sought after.
Applejack groaned and crossed her arms before her face as she drove into that place. Set right before the opening as the fingers set apart. She fell, turning, the cool air becoming warm. Warm and warmer. The black of the outfit, soon, expanded out of view.
Soft and rolling gold being her vision.
Applejack smacked into the top of one of the breasts, a dull thud and a small tremble throughout the spot, which brought a series of giggles above. The cowgirl slid into the curve of the boob, a slide to where it joined its sister—and the two pressed together.
Her legs slid into the slide and the ride came to a spot beneath her own chest. Her arms rested on the sides of the boobs as she looked outward. Seeing nothing but their fullness and curvature in the dimness beneath the sweater's canopy.
Looking up, her neck craned all the way back, she looked into the downward face of Fluttershy. It like the sun itself with mane too vast to be within view. With a push to the bottom of her chest, the shy girl smiled and created a ride for the little one.
Applejack's hands sunk more into the bust as to support herself to their rise. How they rose around her, collapsing, falling into that divot. Both of them pressed into her body, not an inch of space, rocking left and right.
The titanic twins fell away for a moment, allowing the space between them to open, revealing the panting, hidden girl. Hunched forward with a band on each boob. Then the more giant ones underneath the rack started the two against each other again, smothering the area, leaving no trace of the farmer.
Fluttershy continued this little game as she walked, doing nothing to handle her girls' bounce, letting the short one ride it out. How they rose and crashed down and slapped around. The immensity of softness. How threatening the most sought after things could be.
Applejack did not know how long she'd been tucked inside that cleavage, unable to stop from slipping, going deeper between the twins, to the depths at their center. She could hear outside noises and sounds through the boobs.
What she heard more, though, were the breathing of the giantess, the feeling of heat with a touch of sweat that matted the furs. Wiggling. Struggling. Fighting. Those had been useless things here. Immense softness crushed her on all sides. There was nothing she could do.
But lay there, with the weight of two boobs, set into her, as the world happened beyond her. It wasn't until after the giantess had taken a seat, and done a few things, that a couple of fingers reached in-between the bust.
And pulled her out.
Applejack felt the pressure of a pinch on her wrist as she was dragged out from the massive orbs of yellow. Hoisted away to see the naked woman in perfect clarity. Handing defeated from an arm as the rest of her looked down to the bust that, for so long, had her.
Yet, she would be stored in an even worse place.
Applejack blinked and shook her head in coming to return to herself. Looking out revealed the face on the horizon. Fluttershy glanced at her, smiling, with a lick at her lips. Then she drew in the little one for a kiss. Short and small though, to Applejack, saw two dams of pink collapsing upon her frame.
And maybe that would have been okay.
Were it not for the lick. One and two. Passes down her front. Licking more than they should have even in the most passionate kiss. Soon it wasn't even about that as Fluttershy's other hand drew forward. Coming to lay the little on her palm and then to plunge her lips on that spot.
Licking and licking. Applejack held out her arms and tried to ward off the tongue—only for it to slap and pin her down. Massive laughter vibrated throughout the skin as the head started to tilt back... and the palm with it.
Applejack found herself rolling and falling and landing on a squishier mound of yellow. Lying like that for a second, she looked forward, across the hill, to a pond of white above. Teal glimmered within the pool as it shot down.
Looking at her.
Applejack slowly stood and was confused as to being able to do so. Everything was a game to the giantess now. Yet, even as humiliating as it was to be so small as to stand on a mare's face like it was a park... it beat being consumed by massive boobs.
That was until the giantess started to roll her head about, little rolls and circles, lifting and dipping one side and the other of the platform. Stepping feet pranced over the cheek, to the dip of the chin—even a stumble onto the plushness of those lips.
Which started to open in feeling pressure.
Applejack looked for the corner of the lips, feeling them open beneath her feet, and beginning in a mad dash over. Running and slipping and scampering over them. Coming closer and sooner, in feeling a hole, a void, an abyss open behind her.
She reached the corner of the lips and jumped onto the cheek, coming to stand, with a pant and dusting herself off. Wiping a gleam of sweat from the underside of her tits and turning back around to look at that open mouth.
Eyes watched her from the right. The face became level as to allow the glance. Walking to the side of those lips and looking in, the little one saw how deep it went, the vastness of the cavern. A blast of warm breath escaped in a cloud, a hint of moisture popping on cue.
Applejack didn't so much mind in looking into the dimness. Seeing the hint of a tongue, starting to rise, like a broad snake; far to the sides where the rows of teeth and, in the darkness behind them, the impression of the walls.
The insides of cheeks.
Applejack had the mistake of bending over to better see inside, so amazed how such a small place could now become like a world of its own. So large as to take a block of a town or be even a living cave.
And in these thoughts, outside of her, the face twitched to the left, knocking her off balance. Applejack could do nothing but lean and start to fall forward. Tumbling through those lips, a break into the dense air, warm, moist, and of Fluttershy's breath.
In the slicing winds, Applejack scarcely had the second to see over her shoulder and to the closing of the lips behind. Opening her arms in the fall, she wrapped them around the tip of the tongue in an attempt to ride the beast.
It did not go as planned as her momentum—and the monster's slickness—caused her to slide down it. It grew wider to where Applejack's arms no longer could hold around it. Her spread legs, clumping as much muscle as possible, were teased, in heat in every bump, that touched her vulva.
Near the base of the thing was where everything slowed and then stopped. Holding onto the broadness of the tongue as it leaned back from the weight. Clung to it, the girl looked up, over the bumps leading across the tower. Its tip was curled high above and, beyond that, loomed the spread of the lips.
Which were still, even if a little, open to her.
Applejack knew hesitation meant defeat and that she needed to climb. Grabbing handfuls of squish and climbing a foot by foot. Further up, the tongue leaned back, which caused her legs, for a moment, to clamp on the thing.
And in so doing, feeling the hotness of saliva start to sizzle on her pussy, she needed to rock. Up and down and entering a bit of a thrust to handle the required pressure to her loins. Something about all of this broke into her—the breath on her back, the echoes off the cavern, the shine of light outside.
How everything, all of this, occurred, inside the open mouth of a girl.
Everything shifted forward as the little one slid forward across the tongue, the massive head that encompassed her, downward, with her body falling from the tongue. Applejack fell between the teeth and into the back of the lips. They were plush as she rested between them.
Lying on her back and propped much like the giantess, all of this was happening inside. The little one looked out, breathing the breath of another as, afar, the tip of the tongue rose from its bed. Slithering in curves before bolting at her.
It flicked at her face. Dense and pink and licking like a dog. Then it went lower, in the crook beneath her throat. Going lower as to lap at her boobs, those plush twins, fiddling with them with a broadness that was carved.
Before bringing such a thing between her legs.
Applejack arched forward with a yelp in feeling the massive force, narrowed and squeezed, as to fit in the passage between her thighs. They were wholly spread as to take the offering—that tongue, lapping, with an impossible frequency.
She cried and wailed at how good all of this felt. Not needing to flick her hips as the weight of the tongue had kept her pinned at her crotch. Soon the burning was being quelled, put out, as she was fully spread. Moaning and groaning, and reached hands for her breasts. Cupping them, kneading them, and squeezing her tits.
As the inside of her pussy clenched into eventual release.
Applejack shouted in being able to buckle her hips, dousing a splash after splash of milk, white and creamy, each licked up with ease. She rode the tongue, reaching for the sides of its front and crawling over it—enough to straddle it.
She then wrapped her arms and legs and thighs around it, a need to grind, back and forth, to ride the pleasure leaking through her. Being stuffed between boobs and teased with being inside the greatness of this cave had all been too much.
And she needed to work this out.
Which, sadly, had all been to the plan of the giantess. Fluttershy sat on her bed and opened her mouth, looking down, laughing at seeing the distraught horniness of her friend. Giving her the few moments she needed to enjoy the highs—before being submitted to the lows.
Applejack arched a final time before slumping forward, the building of pleasure, finally released, as the cavern undulated around her. Behind her, the tip of the tongue curled inward, a push on her rump, all to slide her body more onto the tongue.
Which she laid on as though it were a surfboard in the water.
She could barely summon the will to turn around on such a thing, with her head lying on the tip of the tongue, looking down, to the vast trench below the tongue and before the teeth. Outward, there were the lips, the light here, blinding, until tiny eyes adjusted.
Fluttershy was opening her mouth and offering a view to the outside world. Letting her see how big it was compared to her maw—where all would be relative. Even though those teeth were big, Applejack could still climb them.
Getting off that bed, or even across it, was too big of an impossibility.
Maybe, it was because of this, she didn't mind it, so much, once the lips closed.
Applejack laid across the side of her tongue, draped, with a tracing over the texture like over a lover's body after sex. Below, waters washed, the pools of saliva breaking like waves. In the back was a tremendous gulp, suction in the place, that whipped her back.
Applejack flew and there was nothing that she could do before smacking into the back of the tongue and sliding. Splashing in coming over the edge of an abyss. She clawed forward as to escape, but her legs flew over the edge. Hanging on, she tried to pull herself up as, afar, the distant mouth opened a final time.
As another swallow commenced.
Wet muscles lurched and wrapped on her legs and yanked them down. Applejack's fingers slipped from the ledge in a fall into the throat. The walls clenched around her, squeezing, a sliding journey through the passage.
Going down and lower throughout the woman.
It was near the end that there'd been an opening at her legs; an opened valve that, on sensing her, suckled across her naked body as it passed through. Then the woman dropped with a pelt to the stomach. The whole of the sac, in a lurch, for less than a second.
Darkness. Narrowed eyes not doing much to help in seeing. The ground undulated, it a living thing, in a rhythm to the distant beating above. Applejack was in the center of it now. In the middle between the front and back. Below a massive heart as, around her, bodily functions continued as usual.
She soon stood up and found herself doing so in the water. Walking through with a splashing on her shins as she reached in the darkness to grab at anything. Soon enough, she came to a wall. It flexed and thick. She then beat her fists on it, over and over, bouncing the spongy texture.
Without any greater response.
Around there was laughter. Thick and raw and thunderous. It dominated the area, vibrating through and echoing from. How this world was formed by and inside that of a woman. That shy, beautiful girl—now petting her tummy.
And would, now and again, come to cough her up, swallow her down, and do so, forever, inside the dream.
"Have you been enjoying the show?"
Those were the first words on coming back, and the little one was afraid to hear them. Luna shook back in reality to see the distant, propped giantess. Rocking on her ass to smother the one there as well as throwing about the one in her crotch.
And how, high above, with a tiny head tucked at the corner of her lips, was Fluttershy.
"This... you mean to say this is a lucid dream?" Luna asked in walking forward, hoping that, because she was real, that more kindness would be shown. "I assumed you had a darker side. But this..."
"But whatever could be wrong with this?" Fluttershy asked innocently... although her smirk was anything but. "I'm not doing any harm to ponies here, am I? I love these girls. All of them. Wouldn't even have them close to my body like this otherwise."
Luna shut an eye. "They're a lot more than close, Fluttershy."
Giggles. "Don't I know it."
Luna shivered.
"But sometimes my friends aren't perfect! Pushing me around and saying little things like I'm some harmless little girl." Fluttershy groaned and rotated her hips, pushing harder on her foot, with a slurp of another into her mouth. "How am I supposed to not get a little angry, mad, after a few digs? That's why I like to take all my frustrations out here."
She giggled. "And now that you've gotten to see them... I don't think you've heard about them yet." She tilted her head back and swallowed, closing her eyes and licking her lips. "Knew I had a guest the second you arrived! Much more fun having a real toy. Worried you might not have checked on these friends if you could hear all that they were saying."
Fluttershy lifted her fingers and, with a snap, suddenly, there was sound.
First to breach was Rainbow Dash, who, in breaking through the folds of the pussy, held each for support. She looked up from there, so insignificantly small, utterly nothing even compared to something like folds. Rainbow shouted up at the incredible woman.
"Ahaha... augh... Flutter... Fluttershy!" Rainbow could hardly handle the view of the large woman leaning over, the immensity of her head, hovering over her legs, dousing the space with mane. She so consumed everything by merely existing. "P-Please! You've got to stop this! Your cunt is going to eat me alive at this point?"
"Awww! But what's wrong with that? Didn't you once tell me I was gorgeous?"
"Not bathing in your pussy kind of pretty!"
"Are you sure about that? I think you would have a nice time inside of me." Fluttershy purred with a starting flick to her hips. "So deeply inside that you would never have to worry about coming out. So tightly sealed with a pair of tight underwear to make sure of that."
"What do you expect me to eat or drink inside of there?"
"Isn't it obvious, love bug?" Fluttershy brought a finger to tap the little one on the top of the head. "All you have to do is love me from the inside, and then your little home will be filled with lots of stuff you can drink! But I don't trust you going out into the world by yourself... you're headstrong to know how weak you are."
“I am not weak!”
Fluttershy smirked. She'd been waiting for that remark. "Is that so? Then let's put that to the test."
Rainbow Dash could do nothing as a finger swiped at the folds, coming down in collecting their slickness, collecting enough that, on reaching her, she could not duck out in time—caught in the center of the slime.
Fluttershy lifted out the finger and looked at the blue bug stuck in its center. She laughed at it, bringing it close as to breathe on the little one. Were it not for the concentration of cum, the little one would have been blown away with ease.
She then came to sit on her knees to better show off the event to all. Taking that finger to her clit, she let Rainbow look at that boulder—before pressing her into it. Fluttershy's head struck up as she moaned with bitten lips. Rotating her lips like she did over her clit to the continuation of the excellent feeling through her.
"So how about it? Are you still the big bad mare that can take on my weak and tiny clit?" Fluttershy was thrusting into the contact down, causing Rainbow, at the base of the clit, to be rubbed from its bottom to top as flanking thighs whizzed at the sides. "Mmhmm. I can feel you. Such tiny hands beating on it. Though I think you're about to be crushed by it."
Rainbow Dash watched the yellow moon of a clitoris crash into her. Sunk into it by the backdrop of a finger with no choice but to become its toy. She tried to fight, beating on it, although its size and weight caused her to be splayed. Feeling that massive over press over the whole of her pussy is not even using an inch of it.
And after a few moments of being wrecked by it, went silent, forced to submit.
"Alright... alright! Maybe I can't do much at this size! But that's no reason to—"
Fluttershy was beyond listening as she rolled her eyes and lowered a hand to her folds. Spreading them, she brought the little pegasus down, who stared into the blackened vacuum. Given time to adjust, she was tossed in—with the fingers, outside, closing and squishing her mounds together tightly.
"That's riiight," Fluttershy purred in still squeezing her pussy, a jump on her knees on the bed, as to rock the little one inside. Feeling how Rainbow tumbled from wall to wall in being unable to catch a break inside her cunt. All of it wanted to devour her, over and over, without end. "You're exactly where you belong. So tiny and needing a nice, warm, and safe place to be. Where you can make me feel good being there."
She moaned. "Now I'm the big one protecting you! Nothing will get you inside my pussy. You'll be safe and sound in there." She then let go of her lips. Sure that they would be closed, she patted them afterward. "I wouldn't mind keeping you in there for life. Not such a bad place to spend all your time inside."
No voice could come from Rainbow, however, another could come from the one behind. Fluttershy's golden cheeks hung in the air and, while they wobbled a touch, it was due to the one, at their bottom, who peeked out.
Rarity hung from between the cheeks at the bottom of the divot, still held by the two, unable to do anything. She looked from between the pillars of thighs, to the curve into the crotch going forward, all to see the giantess leaning down to get a look at her.
Another grin.
"Darling dear, please, forgive me for asking, but... perhaps I could take Rainbow's place in this?" Rarity placed a hand on each cheek and squeezed for the sake of not falling. "As much as I like your rump and think many would like to perish inside of it—I do not think myself on that list."
Fluttershy's confident expression brought a new meaning to the word 'sexy.' Her mane hung around her upside-down head and darkened her face. "And I think you're exactly where you belong. Every time I'd come for a fitting... you would always have nice things to say."
"And for that, I'm being punished?"
"But not, after taking my measurements, always dropping how you were a little bigger." Fluttershy rolled her eyes as another woman hung from her tush. "Always bigger and rounder in the chest. Bit more fullness when it came downstairs. You always had to remark that your butt was bigger than mine."
"Those were harmless games! Little jests! Your physique is splendid for you!"
"And having you spend some time with my ass should be harmless as well! Lucky that I haven't decided to put on any tight-fitting underwear yet." Fluttershy reached a hand between her legs and, pinching Rarity at the shoulders, gave her a final wink. "But you're keeping back there to think about who has the better ass. Should be easier to work out when mine can hold you."
Whatever Rarity's response was, not a word of it was heard as, in the second next, her body was rammed back into the depths of that cleft. Tucked deeply inside the booty with a clench of the cheeks to ensure the little one could not escape the flanking walls off ass. Soft and smooth and buttery. Keeping Rarity firmly locked, ass and boobs, flattened, by nothing other than another girl's rump.
And she had no qualms about Fluttershy taking a seat after, a wiggle to her rear, all to get comfortable for what came next. She then lurched forward and, without warning, swept the little Luna in a swipe of her hand.
Pulling her up to her face with a smile. "Now what to do with little you?"
"I-I fear... most places on you are already occupied." Luna coughed. "Just because this is a dream doesn't mean I don't suffer inside of it! I will still find offence with you after this. So you—"
"A tiny telling a giantess on what to do." Fluttershy shook her head with a smirk. "Breaking new toys is always my favourite part." She looked down at her boobs, which were slumped against her chest. "Mmhmm. There is one place you can serve."
The hand did not lower so much as it smacked Luna onto the mass of boob, which jostled from the impact before settling down. The hand floated away in the sky but did not keep far. Observing and keeping there was a threat.
Luna sat on the boob without much of a clue to do. There could be no escape. The woman would find and ram her in various places worse than this. All there was, in the center of the boob, was the towering tit. Stubby for the moment, with work, would extend like a pink tower.
She walked toward the nipple as the giantess watched on. Lip bit and breath escaping at watching the one forced to serve. Luna noticed the ground went from yellow to red with a bumpy terrain the closer she got.
Until she reached the base of the nipple and started to work on it. First coming to hug the thing, her tits meshing onto its hardness, her hands, burning, in feeling across their height. Soon, with a hop, she clung to the tit.
Fluttershy's mighty moan from afar was assisted with how her face was the background to the event. Tilted back and looking on with a pleasured face that was deepening into that state. Having Luna's weight on her tit, which struggled to keep straight, was bringing a force to a needed place.
Luna worked against the tit. Rubbing her thighs up and down it, thrusting her crotch into it, a kiss across its surface as hands searched as they pleased. Slowly she was going higher on it, as her pussy burned below, needing something more than humping the broadness of the curved surface to get her off.
She climbed all the way to the top where, in reaching the tip of the tit, started to nestle it into her snatch. Right between her folds before sinking onto the object. Fluttershy was more blown away by the act itself than any feelings that came from it.
That a shrunken girl was about to sexually impale herself on her something like her nipple.
"If only I had another to do the same on my other tit," Fluttershy remarked before her large face looked away, reaching for something on the bedside counter. Luna was too busy lowering herself onto the nipple to notice. "Always leaves something for next time! Now to fully enjoy this.”
Luna heard the flick of a switch and the buzz of a machine and became scared at one. She was lowered all the way now, impaled with her pussy stretched, and, as she looked to her left, she saw a missile of a vibrator start to fly overhead.
Luna rocked herself back and forth, feeling the object inside of her, all around, for the sake of clenching her walls on it. Closing her eyes and moaning as the mountain of butter started to wobble below. She opened her eyes with a gasp and looked across the woman's terrain—down to the crotch that curved down from view.
And how, no doubt, Rainbow must have gotten closer to the surface again. Fluttershy had parted her lips again, letting those inside see out from her. Allowing them see that massive, vibrating head that was coming right for her.
Without no time to prepare, she stuck the tool inside of her, moaning and curling her toes, which Twilight had been snagged and trapped inside of. Fluttershy's cheeks also clenched from the contact and utterly snuffed Rarity.
Applejack was still inside that tender belly and was being knocked around and going deaf from the volume of those moans.
And all Luna could do was ride her pleasure out as her hostess did the same.
"Mmhmm... this is no good... not good at all..." Fluttershy was fully laid back now and overseeing the expanse of her body as she enjoyed herself. Resting on her back and ass as the one in the latter had no chance of escape. "Seeing you ride my tit is very nice... but it isn't nice enough."
Fluttershy rammed the vibrator inside of herself and kept it there, clenching and locking her thighs to ensure it wouldn't fall out. The one inside her pussy, though, was trapped between her cervix and the vibrating thing of doom—and would soon have to make a choice that, either way, she probably wouldn't come back from.
Luna had been so close in riding that tip to release that she did not notice the massive fingertips approaching at her sides that they snapped at her sides before her release. She was lifted into the air like a little toy, kicking and screaming, in a hoist toward the giantess.
Fluttershy barely looked at her in opening her mouth and washing Luna in a warm breath. Throwing her into her maw with a seal of the lips to suckle on the little one. Pressing her to the ceiling of her mouth before rubbing all around.
Whatever it took to get Luna wet.
It only took a bit of teasing before Luna slipped out to the lips, hung over the bottom one, defeated, as the fingers came and plucked her from that place. With a smile, she slapped her back onto her boobs and, this time, Luna could not do anything.
She was on the right, close to the center, but where the land was still yellow. She couldn't move, unable to break her bindings, which was the thickness of spit. Fluttershy watched on as her body rocked from the pleasure that broke from her crotch still.
"Look at you! Being rocked with my boobs! You're so cute trying to break free... but those girls don't like as big as they should with you on them." Fluttershy huffed and, with a snap of her fingers, magic captured her chest. “Rather they need to be bigger. I want to see you drown in nothing but boobs. Knowing you're utterly captured by my girls."
Luna couldn't break from the flesh no matter how much she rocked her body; the ground wobbled beneath her attempts to a laugh from above. Around her, the boobs started to grow, enlarging, becoming larger than they should have been able.
This scared the little one as she was starting to sink into the curve of its side. Unable to do anything, she watched as the boobs began to grind more into each other, more to cement her cleavage. Luna gave a scream as she dipped into the divot and watched the face above—watch on.
Fluttershy followed this in grabbing the sides of her bust and starting to push her girls together, loving how the softness squeezed outward, rolling the heap of her twins with glee on her muzzle. She was still rocking back and forth on the ass that captured one and rocking her pussy that held another. Her toes curled, the form of Twilight, crushed inside.
"Mhmm... you know what? This isn't good at all!" Fluttershy said with a laugh in letting her boobs fall away. Luna was freed in a gap between the valley. Breathing in the fresh air that didn't smell like sweat or breasts. "I want to see you smaller! Nothing but a blue dot on me. Mmhmm! Now why should the fun only be in a bedroom? Anything is possible in a dream!"
Fluttershy snapped her fingers to a roar of feeling good flushing throughout her system. She did not care for the damages that came from her growth as it, itself, was another proof of her unconscious greatness.
Luna was hardly free from between the boobs before their size took legitimate monstrosity. So large as to go from land to a world in their own right with the woman too large for it to even be processed. Soon the chest fell back together, with her being stuck, unable to do anything but be smothered by the best kind of fat.
Meanwhile, Fluttershy's bed started to groan as she doubled its size.
Soon the weight was too great as its four legs collapsed underneath the amazon. She laid on her back as her body filled out the room. The floor was next to groan, as did the walls, as she pressed against all. Fluttershy didn't even cave to the ground of the cottage.
Rather the growth seemed to double on itself in speed as the cottage exploded from around her. The butterscotch woman sat on the remainder like the new house on a hill. Still, she was growing. Overtaking the lands with her legs as her belly was starting to cover fields.
There was a different effect to her power, though, one that wasn't expected. Fluttershy had coughed up Applejack in time, rolled onto her front, with her chest that propped her a bit from the ground, in looking down at the farmer before her.
Applejack should have been impossible to be seen, yet her body was growing as Fluttershy's was. Of course she was still small to her—but would become larger than the ordinary folk here.
Fluttershy reached around back to her buttery ass and fished in a set of fingers to pluck out the one caught between the cheeks. Rarity was held with a jiggle to the twins on her release. She was set next to Applejack, the two now large, enough to be the size of what the house used to be like.
"It looks like the magic also worked on you girls," Fluttershy said in kicking a foot into the air, sending the one attached, flying, as Twilight landed with the pair. "Still not a match for me, though. Oh yes. I think I have an idea, indeed. All of you will still get to worship me..."
Fluttershy snaked fingers down to between her legs and pumped them into her crotch. Feeling around in the tightness, unable to help but clench on the digits, as she looked for the little one. Tiny hands caught to her fingertip. With a laugh, she pulled Rainbow out.
And Rainbow fell out of the vibrator which was now too much for even her.
The friends were set together on the hill as Fluttershy expansion stole the outskirts of Ponyville. Fields nothing underneath a single woman. She laid forward the same in looking around. How the town looked no more like a playset.
"You girls have had it rather hard, haven't you? Needing to please certain places on me." Fluttershy giggled in tapping a finger on each and every one. “But now you get to feel and do the same thing! And we get to start with our little guest here."
Fluttershy looked to the squish of her yellow melons and dove a finger into the crack, searching around—until feeling a dot. She laughed and pulled out the little one. Not even squinting could help her to see Luna.
"Having my boobs be a new world was fun in my head," Fluttershy said with gales casting over the little one, "but only because it's nice to see how it would look from your perspective. How big it would look on my girls. How a part of my body, how me, would become so much to one so little."
She then sighed. "But when you don't feel anything else from it... it stops being fun! And I'd rather give the girls a chance in having that."
Fluttershy rubbed her finger off above the group of friends to the falling of Luna. She came to lay in the middle of the group as they formed in a circle around her. Fluttershy's monolithic face hovered over them all.
"Do anything you like with her! Eat her or wiggle her between your toes." Her giggles were darkening. "But only one of you can have her! Better decide who get to have the real thing. The rest will be expected to serve me like they did before—finding anyone, and anything, they can use to help with that."
Luna came to stand on the grass, flanked all around by feel, with a glare to above giants. "Now hold on there! Don't let her get to you! Surely you must have hated what you went through! Do you wish to do the same to another—simply because you're the one that's in charge?"
The resulting grins were not the answer she hoped to see.
Rainbow Dash was the first to swoop her and, without wanting came to put her feet further apart. Holding the doll of a woman like a dildo, she used her other hand to part her own lips, revealing the moist, beating cave within. Then she slammed and stuffed the princess as far into her pussy as she would go.
Rainbow laughed at this in pulling out her hand and clenching her walls, ensuring the little one would be trapped inside her cunt, not without patting her privates and rolling her hips. She'd been stuffed in a pussy the size of a tunnel, and now, the same was true for another inside of her.
That the inside of her would be so large for another, she, so much, that her cunt would become a world. Rainbow started to rock her hips, in love with this, that was, until someone took her into a running tackle. It was Applejack who knocked her onto her back. From there, they kissed.
Kissing and kissing and their bodies rubbing together.
Applejack broke the kiss only to go down the cyan body, over to each boob and a smooch across them, reaching the pink tits with a suckle on both. Then she went lower, with hands running around back to grab at that ass. She kissed Rainbow's taut belly before reaching the delicate curve of her crotch.
Applejack's hands grabbed the back of Rainbow's thighs and pulled them apart, deciding to dive her face into the pussy, licking and eating, doing whatever it took to get the naked woman going. Rainbow pushed out her legs, moaning, soon crossing her ankles over the back of AJ's head and locking her into her pussy.
It didn't take long for her to finish. To buck into those lips until she came. Grabbing her own boob and squeezing hard as her face contorted into pleasure. Luna had been stuffed into that clenching tunnel, squeezed and released, for it all to happen again, that was, until a torrent of cum struck at her back.
Luna was swirled and pushed with the wave in looking onward to the opening in the pussy. Seeing the inside of a mouth as well as the vastness of a tongue that assaulted the setting. Nothing could be done, no turning around and swimming back, that would change the nature of the exit of this place.
The stream coursed into the farmer's mouth as the little one twirled onto the tongue, caught by the skin and taste buds, as the rest of the cum was swallowed back. Applejack tilted her head back with an open mouth, and a tongue stuck out.
Out from between the lips, of course, the dot of Luna scampered to freedom. Over to the tip of the tongue with the intent to jump and plunge into whatever waited for her below. That would not happen as the tongue instead flicked back. Luna flew back into the maw, with lips' sealing and a chuckle that rang throughout the scene.
Applejack then leaned her head back and swallowed, a hand cupped to her throat, feeling and following the bulge in its downward trek. Feeling its swell as it disappeared behind her collarbone and passed behind her breasts. She let out a little burp in coming to pat her belly. Few taps and a rub with an inability to stop the pleasure that came there.
"Awww! Applejack now gets to learn how it feels." Fluttershy giggled before rising from the landscape to reveal the miles of ruined land beneath her. She rose only so high as to disclose the tautness of her belly—something which she then rubbed. "But don't forget that this will retake you. At least you won't have to feel so alone in going back there!"
The giantess lowered with a smack into the ground, the impact causing those, close, to jump into the air—as nearby trees fell and houses broke on contact. Fluttershy glanced at each of the girls as she spoke. "But now that I the one that's in control, you all are going to listen to me now, okay? No matter what—you're going back to the places that I kept you."
Each girl had their own reaction to this. Fluttershy drew a finger to each, stroking their chins and faces. "Though there is a way to delay it! I'm your goddess now. So big... and perfect... mmhmmm! All the things I wish I could be in real life."
Fluttershy shook out from her daze. "All of you are going to go out into town and find whatever you can to serve and worship me with. I'll need a few before I can grow even bigger." She pushed her boobs together while clenching a bit at her ass. "And I want to feel good during that."
The girls seemed to take the hint as their giantess awaited for them to come.
Applejack was the first to dash into town, her torso twisting and turning as she ran and, inside that belly of hers, in the massiveness that was her stomach, there, sat Luna in a corner. Washed over by waters and smacked around with a bit of a lift to everything that the giantess that had swallowed her had done.
There was no getting out in beating on the walls of the tummy; thick were the abs as to deny the littlest bulges of her hands. Flying out didn't work as, every time she tried to pry over the valve and laid up, Applejack, with a laugh, would swallow hard—and back down she went.
Ponies of the two were terrified in the booming quakes amounting nothing more than to footsteps, one such foot hovering over a house and, in crashing down, able to destroy it whole. Those who bolted out of the house did so in time to be grabbed in the sweep of an orange hand.
Applejack raised the couple to her mouth, and peered at them with all of her immensity, coming to lick at her lips. "Don't worry now. I won't be the one ta swallow ya. The tummy yer goin' in will probably be bigger than the town itself."
She tossed a couple into her mouth and sealed her lips behind them. Uncaring of the act as she twirled them on her tongue, absentmindedly tasting them, unable to stop from rubbing her stomach and a little lower than that.
"Ah... what the hay!" Her head threw back with a swallow, and she sent the lot to reside in her tummy. Luna would have guests, who would be giant to her and, maybe, swallow her yet again. "Nothing wrong with havin' a full stomach before I take the rest of y'all back! Mmhmm. Now I get why Fluttershy does it—that powerful gal."
Rainbow was closed but not quite the same as her friend. She did in, coming over a house, was lower onto her knees, and raised her chest over the building's roof. From there, she'd lift her jugs with a hand and, dropping and grabbing them again, would begin an assault with her boobs.
Smacking into the building from the top, beating into it, before the thing was set to collapse.
Once tiny bodies started flooding through the windows' view, she smiled, coming to sit down and spread her legs over the building entrance. Her thighs locked around its sides and took it into a crushing hug. The softness slowly broke through the walls as cracks formed across them.
Those who whipped open the door to escape had then found themselves with a choice. The cliff of a cunt was set before them. Spawning half the height of the building as its base rested a foot away on the ground.
Some peered out and looked up to see the titan on Rainbow Dash, snickering, before thrusting her crotch into the door. Those who stepped outside were forced into the slit, which parted and took them in, their wiggling bodies hanging out from it.
Rainbow didn't have to do anything to claim them. Instead, all she needed was to suck them with the walls of her cunt alone. Clenching and releasing and clenching, seeing the little figures disappear more and more into her pussy. Finally, with a wet pop, the last one was inside—with the creature nearly seeming to burp from having its treat.
"Seems like you guys have found yourself in an easy choice." Rainbow laughed in stroking fingers up and down her slit, a flick at the boulder of her clit, a fast riding of her hips in being unable to hold herself back for long. "You can either take your chances with the hardness of a building crashing down into you."
She then snickered in lowering a pair of fingers to her folds, a spread to hold them apart, unleashing a cloud of steam, one composed of musk, through the lot and into the building. There they gazed into the undulating tunnel—unable, due to the darkness, to see the friends deeper inside.
"Or you can crawl all up in my softness and be glad you could get anywhere close to the great Rainbow Dash's pussy."
That didn't seem like much of a choice at all for the lot as, in looking at each other, a silent nod from all, they were forced to walk forward. Between the mounds and over the folds and into the fleshy tunnel, beating, and without end. Once the last pony went inside, Rainbow pulled out her fingers, pinching her mounds to close the prison.
Rainbow stood up like a girl that was given a new toy in coming to rotate her hips around in glee. Feeling how they rocketed on her walls without the risk of falling out. There were a few that tried to breach her entrance. She looked down at feeling little hands trying to part the massiveness that was her folds.
And they couldn't do it. They were too large and strong and too great of a cell for them to breach. Rainbow laughed at this and, with a clench, felt where the troublemakers were at—and pulled them back with muscle alone.
Twilight was close to the same boat in watching the stream of ponies flee from the underside of her purple feet. Coming to step on a few, lightly, twisting and smothering them in place. Curling them underneath her toes and wiggling them through for the bliss of the sensation that came from there.
Once she had gotten her fill, she came to take a few between her toes, filling the slots, walking, carefully, with them all covered in screaming ponies. Locked in the webbing of her toes, banging their hands on them. Helpless to do anything on the matter as the foot would raise, and them with it, before it crashed into the ground with the force and sound of a terrific crunch.
Rarity was the last to enjoy herself in the crime that had been committed before. Fluttershy had been right about her ass and the size of its plushness and shape compared to the rest of her. But now that she was a fellow big one was well, well, it's always been her dream to do more than tease with the thing.
The girl had walked all the way to Canterlot to be the lone giantess to stalk through the street, being sure to walk with a slow gait, showing off the sways of her ass. Some peeked out from always to watch the bounce to the marshmallows of white.
It was until the woman would stop and turn around and, catching the pest with a smirk, would shake her derriere toward them. All were helpless to the ass as it leapt into the air, stealing their view of the sky and, in the second next, carving through the sides of buildings.
And filling the alleyway in nothing but white.
Rarity laughed in feeling the countless forms of others beneath her rump. Great men and mighty women who walked as though they owned the world. Now, however, they could barely do more than wiggle underneath the fatness of her ass. Wobbling her cheeks just a little in the most delicious matter.
Some were plastered to the flanks' curve while others, standing between the divide, were buried deep within the softness. Rarity would clench and relax and clench all to bury them deeper into her depths. Unable to stop purring from the bliss of it all.
And all the other toys, running around her legs, underneath the arches of her propped thighs, wasting to be catapulted in other areas. She stood with a few plastered to her butt. Riding its rises and drops. Those insides were hugged by the walls. Ground into as the woman did no more than walked.
Fluttershy loved every second of when her little subjects had returned, having laid her chin on the grass and opening her mouth like a temple. Rolling out her tongue to reveal the cavern within. Applejack stood before it, often walking on the tongue, feeling it squish beneath her feet, as she dared to enter the dungeon.
She fed the ponies in multiple ways, from simply dropping them off to daring to go to the back of the throat. Light as far and faintly behind her. She would hold them over the abyss of the throat and, with a chuckle, let them drop.
It was no more than a well to her.
But to the little ones?
It spanned a corridor far too wide to be collected within their vision. Those who were dropped, did so, without even alerting the throat. Its muscle did not reach out to grab and suckle on the prey. Them being eaten or not going unnoticed by the giantess and that, in of itself, was incredibly sexy.
There'd been a few ways of feeding them to Fluttershy with the giantess even having laid on her back with a mouth open like she was waiting for the dentist. Applejack would stand on a cheek, dropping the little treats in, one after another, the giant, swallowing and licking her lips—those licks getting dangerously close to AJ.
Although she made a few swipes and could pull the girl in with her tongue alone... she didn't. Applejack smiled from inside the maw and turned back around. The mouth was still open, and breath still washed on her back. She started to walk across the tongue, raising a hand to a tooth for support.
There were a few more tinies she'd left outside that needed to be dealt with.
Just as she was about to step over the lip, it instead, closed, a firm seal that nothing could be down about. Applejack popped a squat in, stuffing her hands between the tightness of the lips and lifting, fighting to leave them in the dark, able to breathe in only another's breath.
And the laughter that echoed from behind did no favours.
Soon the small caved started to lift into the air as the tongue rooted itself into the ground. Applejack's hands were then clenched on by the lips as the head encompassing her leaned all the way back. There, she dangled, unable to do anything, her only goal to get that mouth to open.
Which it did.
The lips opened into a smile and, in so doing, released their grip on her hands. The farmer fell backward and over the tongue and slammed into the back of the throat. It seized her. Smooth muscles clumping over her form and sulking her down. She wiggled, fought, the space, tighter, as she was bigger now.
But through the density of skin, she felt it, the massive hand clasping over her form and helping it down. The bigger prey was a lot more fun to swallow. Applejack soon was caught on the slide, shooting down, unable to breathe from the tightness of the hug.
Soon the valve opened at her feet, and she fell into a splash onto the stomach's flooring. Lying like this for a bit, she huffed, knowing there was no coming out this time. But in glancing across the zone, the other tinies were here, scared, in seeing yet another massive face looming before them.
One that licked at its lips.
Fluttershy barely had time to enjoy the feeling in her tummy at feeling someone at her other pair of lips, ones cast in the canyon between her legs, where another little one had climbed the scope of her mounds. Rainbow Dash had taken pleasure in feeding the town into her pussy. Watching how they were suckled in as the monster seemed to be alive.
But as Rainbow was to jump away from those lips, a hand spawned behind her, hovering, before zooming it. Crashing into her back and pushing her deep into the cunt as Fluttershy arched from the pleasure of being properly filled.
Her fingers drew out from her folds with a bit of connecting slime that caused a bout of laughter. The back of her feet laid over some hill, and, with her toes, uncurled, Twilight was at them. Dropping tinies into their crooks, seeing how they flexed, loving the feeling of the ones wiggling between her own.
Fluttershy napped her as her back was turned, a sweep of a foot into the row at the back of her toes—claiming her into the space. They curled close as to deny her wiggling body escape. Closer harder sometimes, applying pressure, all for the pleasure that the force brought.
And finally, there was Rarity. It was almost hard to feel her even as she ascended the back of her ass, needing to lie forward to climb it, hand after foot, enduring the little wobbles of butterscotch. Reaching the top allowed her to stand—although with an unbalanced step.
Rarity walked over the flank's plumpness and nearly slid down to where the twins curved into each other. She seemed more than happy to rip the tinies that had been plastered to her ass, gently so, and smack them onto Fluttershy's behind.
The strikes were nothing and couldn't hurt someone as great as her. But Rarity seemed to enjoy whacking sections of the mountain, watching how it wobbled a little and, at the center of impact, how a little pony couldn't break free from the smooth skin.
There were a few that Rarity had to reach inward to get. She even slid down, in having them on her hand, to the cleft where the cheeks met. Backing her back into one and pushing her legs into the other, she was able to deepen the divide, darkness and yellow below. That, and warmth.
Rarity wiggled her fingers in dropping all the little ones into the abyss, from which, they could never escape. No matter how much they crawled or struggled against the walls, those were too large and too strong for them to ever escape.
What Rarity hadn't been expecting, however, was for Fluttershy to be glancing over her shoulder. She reached back her hands to either side of her cheeks, ensuring Rarity was too busy in her pleasure and, at the right moments, came to pull her flanks apart.
The chasm widened, and Rarity's support was gone from both ends. She fell into the dusk for a few feet before Fluttershy let go of her rump. Her ass crashed back together, keeping that way, with a clench. Twerking it a little bit to get all the little ones inside deeper and better settled.
Even after she was done, Fluttershy slapped her ass, watching the jostle with laughter. She pulled back a cheek to peek into the cleft for none to be seen. But she could feel the wiggling. The pointless fighting. All so deep where the cheeks were always tight and only became tighter in the tiniest acts.
"Mmhm... I think that's all of my little... friends... taken care of." Fluttershy rose with a bit of stumble as her head peeked to the bottom of the clouds. Wetness streamed from her lips, and little wobbles came from her butt. Inside her tummy, there was another storming around, eating the ones she'd already eaten. "But of course none of them were good enough to finish me off. Oh no. Big girl like me would need the world for that."
Fluttershy looked over to Canterlot as it seemed no more than a plate for her pleasure. She sauntered over to it, every step, devouring vistas of land, leaving an island of a footprint behind. The surrounding quaked as though it were the end of the world.
She took a seat before the elite city with a jump of her twins. Peering down at them revealed nothing. No wiggling bodies stuck deep within her cleavage or even a little to ride on her tits. Thankfully. She had a city she could ruin.
"Everyone seems to think my chest is big but that I could never do anything wrong with them." Fluttershy snickered. "That I'm too good. Too innocent to do bad or naughty things. I must be the sky to you right now." Her hands pushed up the underside of her boobs, the heaps of glimmering yellow, as tons spilled over the sides of her palms. “Or rather these are. Should be bigger than clouds now. I've heard so many of you whispering that you would like to touch them."
Fluttershy dropped the twins on either side of the city, swallowing the lanes of lands in miles of tit-flesh. Buildings and structures and trees and parts of the mountain, crushed and smothered, in something like tits coming to rest.
She laughed and raised her wrists, upright, to the sides of her bust. Then her torso started to shake and twist as the monstrous pair rocked left and right, sloughing through the land, scraping its very existence. Her pair would knock into the side of the mountain, cracking it, removing chunk after chunk in every contact.
"Hmm..." Fluttershy let the softest wrecking balls ever to be known to rest at her chest for a moment as she cocked her head at the top of the mountain. "Little too sharp for what I like. We'll need to demolish and flatten you nicely."
Fluttershy twisted to the left with all of her might and, those in the city still able to look up, saw the massive woman, what little appeared above the disc of their city, with her massive boobs consuming the distant sky. She then spun and her boobs caught speed and alleviation in coming to smack into the side of the mountain—blowing its top off completely.
Debris rained from the curves of her boobs as she looked at what remained—perfect for her.
Fluttershy stood as her belly and thighs rocketed before the destroyed city. One of her legs then swung over the mountain, her crotch dropping on an isle, round and jutting, which she rocked herself upon. Liking the feeling of it, she descended, taking the mountain into her cunt.
Those far away looked on to see the massive woman sitting on the mountain like it was no more than a couch. Coming with a piece of it inside of her that she flicked upon. Every hump smacked the yellow bubbles of her ass to knock into the ground behind, its mighty slaps in sounds, cracking into the ground. It tore chunk after chunk as she bounced on the natural landmark.
The rest of the mountain had developed fissures across it scales as the woman continued fucking it. Sliding back and forth, the heft of her chest, bouncing, with mane bouncing throughout the sky. She was getting closer, and her moans were angelic as though reckoning were nigh.
And when Fluttershy finally did finish, she did in lying forward, frantically fucking the mountain, speeds not possible for someone so large. Yet the terrible hips broke the top of the hill and fucked its way to inside of it.
The girl arched her back with a lip bitten and a snout wrinkled in the flush of pleasure that swept from her. Between her legs came the floods of cum that leaked out over the mountain and coursed down its size. Breaking through trees and stealing them into the course.
The waterfall that Canterlot had been known for, continued to pour, but it did so, now, in a stream of Fluttershy's juices. The girl herself, in coming to finished, draped herself over the range. Laughing and blushing and tracing a finger into the land—uncaring of the countless towns she destroyed with that little action.
She came to close her eyes as, in the other world, they would open, for another day in the life that would cause her to dream such things.
It had been a day.
Fluttershy closed the door of the bedroom behind her and was already reaching to the bottom of her tank top, a struggle to wrestle it over her mounds—yet it came off easily enough. There'd been a little stress in waiting for Luna to come and punish her.
Yet no such arrival came.
It was possible that, to tell her friends of this, Luna would need to confess to getting used by all of them. Maybe that was enough to allow her to keep quiet and leave this as one of those things that none questioned. That would suit Fluttershy.
Even if it made royal meetings a touch more awkward.
Pushing down her sweatpants and pulling the lingerie beneath that, Fluttershy was ready to retire to bed, naked, as she always preferred. There'd been a few stallions that stared at her longer than she liked and Rainbow non-stop remarks about how much her boobs bounce when they run together.
The idea of stuffing Rainbow underneath one, throughout the entire course of a dream, was the only thing that got Fluttershy through the day. She fell forward on her bed with a nuzzle into the pillow. Sleep did not long to claim her.
However, it did not claim her as it usually did.
Fluttershy's eyes opened inside of the dream to reveal a bed she was used to seeing. It usually was not so long or wide. On either side of her, tremendous things shot out, a high density of pinkness.
It didn't take long for the little one to look forward, seeing so far ahead, a pink cliff that possessed towering lips. It must have known it was being watched as folds became slightly agape. A finger entered a view, one along as a column, stroking up and down the slit.
Fluttershy looked up the giantess to at once see the giant face of Pinkie looking down at her. Next to her, Luna's face floated in, equally as big. She smiled down at the little one.
"Quite the interesting dreams you like to have," Luna said with a smirk as her raised eyebrows could not mean any good. "There is nothing I can do against you for them. Crimes in dreams don't hold up well in court—even when you're the ruler."
Pinkie leaned forward and swiped the little and slender tiny into her fist, feeling how Fluttershy wiggled inside of her, arms caught at her sides, legs kicking out from the underside of it. She was brought to Pinkie to be drowned in a kiss that stole over her form.
"But I couldn't very well let you get away with it either! Using my powers for revenge, though, is a big no-no." Luna tapped her chin and looked to the ceiling in mock thought. "So how could I go about repaying the favour? Well, I looked around for others just like you and, well."
Pinkie giggled in ending the kiss and coming to smack the little one into her boob, kneading the softness, smothering Fluttershy in every squeeze. After a few times, the hand went away, revealing the tiny plastered from across the breast.
Luna chuckled. "It seemed your friend here was exactly like you. Except she prefers her sessions to be one on one." She pulled away as Fluttershy managed to push into the boob, sinking into it, but finding the purchase to break free. Fluttershy rolled until smacking onto it, which she sat on with both legs swinging over its sides.
"So your punishment will be pleasuring Pinkie for the whole course of a night." Luna's fingers plucked Fluttershy from the tit and, instead, stuffed her into the chasm of Pinkie's cleavage. She grabbed the sides of the pink boobs from there and started to squeeze them together. "Do try to have some fun! Get to see what your friends got to experience."
Fluttershy could do nothing as the darkened walls of pink smacked into her, over and over, as she slid more down from the chest. Soon she was free, tumbling down the slope of the stomach, that was, before getting tangled in a bush composed of cotton candy.
"And afterward," Luna started to finish as her form faded from the dream, "you can decide if you want to keep doing as such to your friends."
Great fingers tapped down on Fluttershy's back and rolled her on Pinkie's groin, each succession drawing her over the edge. Then she passed over the hood and was jabbed a few times into Pinkie's clit. The giant girl moaned with glee in lowering Fluttershy to the base of her pussy.
And pushing her inside.
A lone, yellow arm, stuck out from the folds, which kept that way, that was, until the walls inside had slurped it in. Soon there was no trace of Fluttershy. Only fingers that, in seconds afterward, started to pump in after her.
