Rainbow and her Tiny

"You're going back in, right?" Dash blurted, grinning brightly.

"I want you to swallow me Dashie!" Shy blurted back passionately. "I want you to squeeze me all the way through your body and let me cum inside your core,” she trailed as her voice became openly perverted.

Dashie's pupils shrank as a chuckle escaped her muzzle. "Then get back in here, you little perv," she joked, pointing at her mouth. "I'm gonna rub you all over and you'll have to fill me up with your tasty marecum," she smirked.

Shy's eyes relaxed, still shimmering with desire. "Yeah… all over with your tight, wet throat…"

Dash paused for a moment, at a loss for words. "C'mon, I've got room for you right in here," she said in her sweet, raspy voice.

Lost in her fantasy, Shy stared into space as she descended below the mouth, below the neck, and right next to Dashie's bountiful chest. The hoof rubbed her against it in circles, pushing her deep into the gentle mass of fluff. The closer she moved, the stronger Dashie's heartbeat became, calling her closer. She wanted to be there, to merge with her. With her beautiful body and her pleasant voice. Her eyes and smile were more valuable than gold.

After Fluttershy's pervy thoughts had spilled themselves all over Dashie's fluff, she lifted her back up to her mouth. Shy looked up to see her partner's prominent smile taking up the entirety of her vision, taunting her. Dashie's face glowed with mischief as her lips began to part into a grin and reveal her always-shiny teeth. Just as quickly as they came, the teeth began to move apart to display her fleshy interior glowing a peachy red. Shy’s eyes went wide with craving at the sight, but before she could act, the hoof below her began to move closer and rise higher. Dashie closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and felt a tiny pegasus slide gracefully down from her hoof into her mouth. She pridefully locked her teeth back together in a grin before tilting her head down, lifting back up again, and then swallowing.

Before she could collect herself from being tossed around, Fluttershy found herself being forced down the tight flesh of Dashie’s throat. Through a flurry of moist sucking motions, she was pushed past the sphincter at the entrance and began her descent. Although she was surrounded by the peachy glow from the potions, all she could see was the throbbing flesh of Dashie’s insides. It pulsed in rhythm with her own heartbeat, echoing her renewed desire to give her tightening pussy a dick to clamp down on. The material around her was as soft and even more tender than the tongue, caressing her every curve and crevasse as she was moved through.

The mesh pressed itself into her larger parts the most, namely her head and waist. No limb was too uncomfortable, as the throbbing motions more than made up for the pressure stroking the back of her head. Her entire torso especially enjoyed the pressure, reminding her of an extra tight hug if Dashie was coated in marecum and had a lot less fluff. Her thighs all the way down to her hooves were given the same intense treatment, though her hooves felt more of a clinging tickle than a hug. Upon entry, she didn’t have much time to get into position, so she was stuck awkwardly laying down with her forehooves curled up at her chest.

Whenever she tried to look ahead, she was greeted with the faint light of Dashie’s throat parting to make more room for her to pass as her back hooves felt the tip of the next surge. The motions continued to pass over her as she looked on, not knowing when the journey would be over. Her body was rubbed and caressed in every area at once, nothing but her own neck and throat spared from the rhythmic motions. It didn’t take long for her to lose her mind to lust again as the comforting flesh stroked her chest and thighs, caressing them tenderly just as Dashie would.

The motions drove her wild, constantly tempting her groin with strong strokes that barely missed her cunt. She squirmed around within the confines of the throat, unable to satisfy her growing craving for more. She made an effort to toss and turn, struggling to reach her vulva until at last, she made sweet contact. The force of her hoof hitting even the edge of her skin caused her insides to flex tightly in response, making her need it even more. She fought to get closer to her cunt, massaging a bit more with each thrust. The material around her continued to force her further down the tender pipeline with every surge of pressure.

Before she knew it, she was curled over into masturbation position with her marehood just out of view much as she would do alone, only this time it was in a hot peachy paradise. She immediately dug her hoof as deep into her pussy as she could, making each stroke as passionate as possible. The flesh of Dashie’s throat continued to massage the rest of her body, relieving tension from her back and forelegs. Her thighs and hind legs were caressed as amazingly as ever, almost spasming at the waves of pressure. The hot thrusts even reached the areas she couldn’t, rubbing her vulva and rump with tender love.

Her eyes began to shut as she prodded at her clit more and more, slowly losing herself to the pleasure. There was no way to tell when it would end, only the grasp of another sphincter swallowing her down into the core would change the tone. Despite this uncertainty, she still had the glow of the flesh pulsing in perfect rhythm with her heartbeat to guide her. It nearly illuminated her coat and marehood as much as the light itself, making her vision feel physically tinted with lust.

“Dashie’s heart rate must be really high to keep up with mine,” Flutters panted between breaths. “Heh, she’s probably rutting herself right now, eating a whole dildo with just her pussy...” she mumbled, slowing the pace of her masturbation to fantasize.

Back in the slightly drier world of normal size, Rainbow locked eyes with a horsecock dildo nearly the same shade of yellow as Fluttershy. It was above average in length and girth, just how she liked it. It had no extra features to make it perfect, but it would have to do, as everything else in the basket was either too small or too complicated for her horny mind. She pawed through the pile of sex gadgets until there was enough room to grab it with her mouth. It was a little gross, but it was easy when she thought of it like giving a blowjob to Shy with a cute dick.

She placed it on the ground in the bedroom and breathed a sigh of relief. “Finally! I don’t know how those toys got there, I thought I was gonna have to make it through this with nothing but my hooves,” she complained, a bit irritated. “At least I’ve got this baby, now it’ll be just like doing it with Shy! Only a little more alone...” she pouted, trying to think of a solution.

“Wait a minute, can she--” Dash spoke quietly, stopping herself. “Can she hear me?”

At this point, Flutters had slowed her thrusting down to a soft prod in order to better listen to her words. Every moment she talked, no matter the volume, her entire world shook from the vibrations echoing out around her. It was a challenge to make out what she was saying through the countless layers of flesh between them, but she was able to make out her message. Sweet Dashie thought she was all alone with her thoughts, able to act as dirty as she wanted like no one's looking. But Shy could see, she could see her heart racing before her eyes. She could hear every little kinky utterance or regrettable whisper. She caught it all with her own eyes and ears while Dashie didn't even have a clue.

Flutters laid her head back against the cushion of the throat. "Oh, Dashie, you're so kinky…" she giggled drunkenly. "And I'm no better at all…" she spoke quietly, moving her hoof back into the crevasse of her pussy.

At the surface, Dash was contemplating if her words could be heard for only a moment before feeling more vibrations from within her throat. These were different from her own talking, as well as the erotic squirming Flutters had been doing as she slowly made her way down. Could they be from Flutters talking? Could she be heard after all? If that was her, she had no clue what was being said. The only thing she could be sure of was the careful prodding and flexing resuming inside her after conveniently the speech ended.

"... I'll take that as a yes," Dash replied, blushing steadily. "Now, if we can still communicate I need you to tell me something. Say anything if this makes you uncomfortable," she said with an evil grin.

Without hesitation, she thrust her pussy down onto the dildo as it filled her up with its mighty silicone shaft. The toy held itself firm without throbbing as she sent her wet folds up and down its length. Every thrust sent her eager mare bits to the moon with pleasure, contorting her face as she tried not to moan loudly. She slowed her pace slightly in order to not wreck her insides, but carried on fervently. The amount of teasing and mental foreplay she had to endure before had finally paid off. After slowly taking in the shaft a final time, she stopped herself while it filled her nethers to catch her breath.

"So, how was that Shy? You got any objections?" she asked the pony in her throat.

Having already been in the middle of an incredibly horny high, Shy had absolutely no objections. It was much more of a struggle to not plead for her to continue riding the dick she could only dream the majesty of. She had been getting off to the sensation of being rocked around inside Dashie's body as she masturbated so much that it far outweighed being shaken around. Her forehoof never left the depths of her cunt throughout the joyride, yet now she was forced to ride the very edge of another spike of pleasure. She desired nothing but to shout out and beg for more, but Dashie could be devilish. Shy had her moments of being swept away by lust and being turned into a desperate horny maniac, but Dashie's teasing personality always shone through.

"Really? Nothing? Alright then, I'm jumping back on," Dash replied casually, before lifting her hindquarters up and firing them down for a bolt of ecstasy.

With another violent jolt, Flutters was completely thrown out of rhythm. She teetered on the brink of her own tightly wound rush of ecstasy, but lost much of it at the scare. Spite took over her thoughts as she desperately jabbed at her clit for the tension to return. Instead, her body held back on her, refusing to treat her with lustful joy during a time of danger. She stuck both of her hooves to her face in a fit of despair, nearly getting violent before catching herself in the act. She looked down towards her traitorous nethers and took a deep breath to steady herself.

"Oh Celestia, I wish my Dashie was here right now. This flesh just isn't the same," Flutters lamented to herself, throwing her head back in drunken sorrow. "It's all the horniness with none of her deliberate, loving gestures."

Then, as though Celestia heard her message, she felt her hind legs come into contact with a dense donut of flesh. The throat began to tighten up around her lower body, squeezing her hard as she was pushed further through the valve. The rest of her body tensed in anticipation of the mild pain that passed over her legs out of fear. After only a few moments of being brutally massaged by the protrusion, her hind legs finally got a taste of open space. Her thighs and waist were taken through at the same time due to her size, leaving her entire lower half dangling over a frightening drop. Her belly and chest soon followed as the toughest because of her forelegs packing things closer together. She cemented her eyes shut as her head was pushed through the last hurdle, feeling more like a clumsy, bulky massage than the crushing she feared.

She let out a shriek as the pipe dispensed her into the hot, translucent pond inside Dashie's stomach. The air carried an unusually sweet scent as she blew past into the body of lilac colored substance. She wanted to be confused by the strange amenities of the usually dangerous organ, but had her thoughts interrupted by a colossal splash as she fell into the liquid. Waves a fraction of her size resonated across its surface as she briefly descended further towards the base of the chamber, before naturally floating back to the top. She arose into a standing position, barely having to tread water in order to stay afloat while she collected herself. The only unpleasant thing the stomach seemed to be unable to prevent was the fluid going down her own throat, causing her to cough it out and be treated to a flavor of faint grape.

It was almost creepy how many things had been accounted for, but it was Dashie’s special treat for Flutters, after all. She took a moment while hovering in the center of the pond to have a look at the special room she’d be staying in for the next while. Much like Dashie’s throat, the walls carried the familiar rhythm of their owner’s heartbeat interlaced with the same peachy red glow. The texture also seemed to be much the same, soft and fleshy with countless ridges of throbbing detail. The primary difference was that, every other second, everything would gently shake in tune with Dashie’s passionate cock riding up in the normal world. Fluttershy’s persistent blush returned with this realization, shifting her thoughts to the warm liquid lapping at the tense insides of her marehood. She snapped her legs closer together out of embarrassment and began to make her way to shore.

The deep pond of Dashie’s stomach took up the majority of the floor space, but a comfortably sized sliver around the edge allowed her to feel stable enough to relax. At least, as stable as possible with Dash’s constant sexual movements up above. As much as she wanted to be bothered by it, she couldn’t help but move a hoof toward her clit the longer she dwelled on the thought. It took no more than five seconds for this simple notion to devolve into another round of passionate masturbation. While it hadn't been incredibly long since she reached her first climax atop the padding of Dashie's hoof, her ventures through the mouth and throat did a number to her mental strength. There was so much to take in, so much constant stimulation through the entirety of her descent that she couldn't take it any more.

Her sensitive folds strained with pent up tension, crying out for relief. They begged her to rub them, flexing her clitoris in a desperate attempt to trigger pleasure for themselves. She felt every ounce of their pain, her mind overwhelmed with their feelings of desperation. Her hoof burrowed far into her aching pussy, pulling her flesh closer as she rubbed away at her desires. She had no toys to aid in her fight against the awful craving, unlike her fortunate partner upstairs. The entire room continued to jostle with Dashie's rhythmic humping, giving Shy a hot sense of jealousy. Although she had no toys to rut herself with, she did have the greatest place in Equestria to be touching herself in. The walls were made of literal flesh, pulsing and throbbing with the heat of their passionate sex. She was able to observe her love's heartbeat firsthand while she dug into her own juicy pussy for enormous pleasure.

She witnessed every single dent and imperfection along Dashie's inner walls tremble and shake as they rutted themselves silly. It was an incredible turn-on to be able to see the raw feelings of her partner develop in real time as they each pleasured themselves excessively in private. With every stroke she lost herself to it further, losing her senses to her own lust. Occasionally she'd hit the perfect sweet spot, giving her mind a shot of floaty ecstasy that generously lingered while she fought to trigger it again. Her loins were lit with a burning motivation to keep rubbing for every precious wave of pleasure, no matter how small. She needed to reach that delicious climax no matter how much effort it took. The rubbing, the throbbing, the residue of jealousy for her partner, it all felt so good.

Surge after surge, she rubbed at her folds as they grew further strained from working. Her clit continued to routinely flex with joy, prying out every last bit of pleasure it could muster. Every inch of her pussy was drenched in her own fluids, calling out to her with its enchanting aromas to carry on. She rubbed with all her heart, struggling to catch her breath among the constant biting of joy from her insides. The spikes of amazement, pleasure, ecstasy, all endlessly eating away at her mind. Her sex felt no remorse, constant and relentless in slashes of overwhelming emotion until she finally let out a bright moan of pleasure. Her insides spasmed brutally, flexing like mad as they summoned forth the product of her work and suffering.

A final wave of raw, intoxicating ecstasy washed over her mind, freeing her from the pain as her insides finished the job. Her cunt erupted with warm marecum from every possible opening, dousing her vulva in divine wetness. Her brain all but turned off as she collapsed onto the gentle flesh of Dashie's stomach. The fluids continued to shoot out from within her, only just beginning to slow to the point that it couldn't be considered a weapon. She moaned and groaned as her body writhed in pleasure, her bits still twitching to get every last drop out of her system. She had sprayed far enough to warrant a wet floor sign for at least the length of her body in that direction, yet still she lay gasping to collect herself.

"Oh, Celestia--" she muttered. "That was absolutely incredible, I-- I can barely breathe after that," she managed, high off her mind.

She stared up at the curved dome of stomach above her, trying to straighten her senses. It looked as if Dashie still hadn't quite finished, as the room was being tossed up and down much more quickly than before. Her pulse still seemed to be very high through the rhythm in the walls, though that wasn't very trustworthy. Her own heart rate was still through the roof and yet she had finished a while ago. She remembered her insides going absolutely crazy just two minutes ago. Or was it five? Ten? She was riding the high of her orgasm far too much to care. Although, she did begin to care about the fuzziness of her body showing its downsides as marecum started to dry along her loins.

"Mmf, my favorite," she mumbled sarcastically. "Maybe that big hot tub could help us out. Whaddya say, pussy? Ahahah-- haaah--" she spouted, looking down at her nethers.

With an unsteady trot, she made her way to the purple pond and slid in. She was in no state to go swimming right now, but thankfully it was somehow able to keep her afloat with no effort. She almost contemplated how Dash was able to accomplish all this with just potions, but her thoughts drifted around faster than she could pick something to focus on. Suddenly, her entire world trembled with the moans of an extremely happy Dashie. Before now, it was easy to miss her relatively quiet noises of sexual pleasure, but this was the sound of a dam exploding. It was undoubtedly made worse by her position being so close to Dash’s lungs, but she was startled all the same.

“Sweet Celestia! Does that mean she’s finally done?” she wondered. “Gosh, she hasn’t had a chance to bust since we started. I bet she’s gonna be even worse than I am,” she stated with a hint of drunken laughter.