The Book of Friendship

Withania sat at her breakfast table, tea in hoof, an empty plate to the side and the paper spread out before her. She was scanning for information about what Twilight Sparkle was up to this week. She wasn’t sure how to approach the Princess quite yet, and figured that at least an ounce of planning would probably help - rather than just breaking into her castle and hoping for the best. Although that seemed to be going well enough for her so far.

And then the front door burst open, perfectly in time for Withania’s tea to go down the wrong way. She turned to look down the hallway in alarm - trying not to spray her mouthful in all directions - and saw a blue pegasus with the unmistakable rainbow mane of Rainbow Dash standing on the threshold, crouched and ready to pounce.

“Alright!” Rainbow shouted from the doorway, “What the hay have you been doing with my friends, you… you… Overgrown dandelion!”

Withania coughed again, holding up one hoof to excuse herself.

“Ok firstly, ahem- despite its classification as a weed, the Dandelion is an amazing flower that’s not only incredibly nutritious, but also has a laundry list of other special uses. Secondly, uuuuuuuuuuh, there’s a good reason and explanation behind all of this I can assure you…”

Rainbow Dash, however, did not seem to appreciate the true value of the dandelion and leapt with a powerful thrust of her wings. Withania thought she was at a safe distance, but Rainbow expertly threaded her lithe body down the narrow passage between the front door and the kitchen with deadly precision, forcing Withania to take evasive action. Falling backwards off of the bench seat of her table, Withania tumbled hooves over head, her tea spilling everywhere in the process.

While Rainbow was undoubtedly more nimble than Withania, the haphazard tumble combined with a spray of rooibos tea across the kitchen caught her off-guard, and she glanced off the bench where her target had been sitting and skidded into the countertop. This gave Withania just enough time to scramble onto her hooves and flee the scene. She knew that in an open race she didn’t stand a chance - so she’d have to use her knowledge of her own home to her advantage, and she dashed up the narrow staircase, two steps a time.

Ducking into her bedroom and kicking the door closed behind her, she didn’t wait to listen if Rainbow Dash was following, the pegasus would be flying on silent wings and any hesitation now would surely be her demise. She jumped on her bed and flung the window open with one hoof while pushing a potted plant carefully to one side with the other. A slamming door behind her signalled that Rainbow Dash had found the spare bedroom, so with all haste, Withania mantled the window frame and jumped out.

She landed hard in the front garden, nearly falling over, but kept her footing as she heard her bedroom door burst open, before springing into a run around the side of her house. She couldn’t lose Dash by running away, and there was little point in hiding and hoping that she’d get bored and leave, Withania had no idea how she was going to escape this. For now, she’d just have to evade and hope that she ran into inspiration.

Behind her house stood one of two large greenhouses, and while it pained her to bring the fight in here where her most delicate plants might get damaged, she figured Rainbow Dash might be less aggressive in a glass house. She could also look back through the glass to see where Rainbow had gotten to - although this worked against her as the blue pegasus could also see where she’d run off to.

Looking around, Withania scanned her gardening tools and supplies for anything she might be able to use. There were some empty sacks which she might be able to catch Rainbow with - but that would require an element of surprise that she didn’t have. Then she spotted her brewing stand, quietly bubbling with various concoctions for modifying plants. A beaker of her strongest growth potion was nearly full, which she normally used to turn an ordinary plant into a giant-sized specimen. Withania herself was also a plant. She’d often wondered what would happen if she drank her own potions and now certainly seemed like a good time to try it out. She picked up the vial, glancing back to see that Rainbow had spotted her from down the side of the house.

“Well, wilting and dying is also an escape from Rainbow Dash,” she muttered, “I’ll grow back either way…” She knocked back the potion in one go, almost dropping the glass beaker back onto the workbench and then stumbling around the aisles of plants for the back door.

Rainbow saw Withania’s intention and veered left of the greenhouse entrance. As Withania appeared from the back, she was cut off. The gate was latched closed and would take too long to open, and going back inside the greenhouse as a dead-end anyway. The two ponies faced each other on the pathway of flagstones going down the middle of the garden. Withania felt a tingling heat spreading through her body, but despite fervent mental willpower, she didn’t seem to be getting any bigger.

“Got you this time!” cried Rainbow Dash, leaping forward with the force of a coiled spring. Withania knew she wasn’t fast enough to dodge and simply braced for impact.

Rainbow’s shoulder hit Withania like a train, bowling her over onto her back to land on the flagstones with a thud she felt ripple through her entire body. The pegasus lay atop her staring down triumphantly, an expression that rapidly turned to confusion as the mare she was pinning down suddenly seemed a lot bigger somehow.

Withania felt an incredibly confusing sensation as the ground under her seemed to shift or shrink toward the small of her back - of course, it wasn’t the ground that was moving, but her body was expanding, growing in all directions. Within moments her entire garden had shrunk to the size of an allotment, she could see into the top windows of her house. And Rainbow was the size of a doll on her chest. Withania smirked down at pegasus, and quickly crossed her forelegs into a hug to prevent her from taking flight.

“Well then… this certainly took a turn for the better,” said Withania, “I’d actually skipped over you because I wasn’t sure how to get the drop on you… but here we are.”

“Y-you let go of me this instant! Twilight will-”

Exactly what Twilight was going to do remained unclear, as Withania rolled over on the spot - careful not to flatten the nearest aisle of plants - burying Rainbow under her belly. She pressed down for all she was worth, aiming to squash the pegasus flat there and then. Like a pea under a mattress, she could feel the outline of Rainbow’s body under her, and the press as she futilely resisted, before being quickly overwhelmed by the weight smushing down.

This worked up to a point, but her belly was too soft despite her heavy size and weight advantage. Withania relaxed a little, gingerly moving and waiting to see if Rainbow was going to try and escape - but the lack of movement from under her indicated that the pegasus was now quite stunned. She took a deep breath and tensed up her abdomen, before pressing down a second time.

Rainbow Dash saw a glimpse of light as the massive pony on top of her rose up. For a moment she thought she might be able to escape, however she felt like she’d just finished up an intensive training session. Her body and her muscles felt like lead, while her chest felt like the Wonderbolts had stacked all the gym weights on top of her again. All she could do was wince as the green belly above her filled her entire vision again as it dropped down.

Instead of the soft and slightly squishy belly, this time she felt tensed muscles behind the fuzz that did not give way. She couldn’t move, nor would the flagstones under her, and with a squeak she hoped Withania wouldn’t be able to hear, her entire body stretched out in all directions, the thickness of her body turning into width as she was squashed flat. Her only respite was that despite Withania’s efforts to tense her muscles, she was just pudgy enough that Rainbow still imprinted by a few inches. Smothered by a titanic pony though, she knew that she wasn’t getting up from this.

When Withania got up to admire her handiwork, Rainbow Dash was about the thickness of a gym mat. Her wings twitched and her hooves curled slightly in a vain attempt to get up, but her strength was gone.

“Ah Rainbow Dash, I knew you just needed a good hug really!” teased Withania, leaning in close and touching Rainbow’s nose with her green tongue. “A good hug with a big tum. However, you’re not flat enough for my collection yet… we’re going to need a press, and I’ve got just the place.”

Rainbow glanced down, grimacing as Withania nudged her hind hooves loose and began to peel her up off of the pavement. Any bone structure she’d had was now gone, and she rippled and flapped like rolled pastry. With a rumble that rattled the glass in the green house, Withania lay on her side, lifting her hind leg to show off two huge thighs and Rainbow suddenly guessed what was coming next.

“H-hey! I-I know I came on a bit strong, b-but maybe we can work something out!” she stammered, as Withania lay her across the inside of one thigh, so her head was resting on the lower part of her butt. Withania took no notice and lowered her leg again, hooking one hoof over the other and trapping Rainbow between her thighs.

This is humiliating, but I can survive this, thought Rainbow. And then Withania squeezed. On the pavement, the weight on Rainbow had been limited to Withania’s total weight, but now two huge earth pony thighs pressed in on her from both sides. Her head was quickly engulfed and the crushing pressure compressed her already flattened body down to millimetres.

The already alien sensation of being flattened was now followed by a strange disposition of taking up no space at all. Her chest and lungs were flat, her face was flat, and she was suspended between two walls of green that were spread against each other like two water balloons.

Withania bit her lip as she felt the pony between her legs spread across her inner thighs like pizza dough. This was far more intimate than using tools or a trap, willing or not she’d bet that Rainbow was being pleasured by this treatment. She certainly would be herself.

Standing up she looked down between her legs, and saw a blue streak with two rainbow splotches lining her hind leg as if painted on. She rubbed her thighs together, revelling in how smooth the finish on Rainbow now was.

“Now that’s flat enough!” said Withania, twisting onto her rump and opening her thighs again. “Ah, if only I had a field to plough, I could spend all day working with you pasted on the inside of my leg, feeling you brush up against my thighs with every step… but even I’ll agree that I’m way too big right now. Let’s remove you for now, and I’d better sort myself out.”

Rainbow felt herself peeled away again, this time with a slight hiss as she was partially stuck to Withania’s thigh. She was now thin enough that the breeze alone was enough to cause her fabric-thin body to flutter and wave like a bedsheet hung out to dry. Which was clearly what Withania also thought, as she carefully straightened out the pegasus and draped her on the washing line that ran down the garden pathway.

Hanging upside down, Rainbow could see her own flattened legs flapping in front of her as Withania tip-hoofed around her plants to the front of the greenhouse. She reached two giant hooves inside and carefully picked up another vial from the bench, knocking most of the pots over in the process.

“Good job butter-hooves,” jeered Rainbow Dash. Withania ignored her, not wanting to waste a snarky comeback right before what she felt was likely to be an undignified scene. If the reduction potion was more potent, she might end up shrinking far too small - but she could run this risk given that Rainbow would be hanging there indefinitely until Withania took her down, or someone else came looking.

She gingerly fished the vial out without breaking any windows and upended it on her tongue. It looked about as effective as a dropper, but Withania felt it like a hot pepper. She reflexively swallowed, but that just transferred the sensation down to her belly, causing a torrent of steam to start gushing out of her mouth, nose, and ears alike.

Rainbow Dash burst out laughing, until Withania turned in her direction and doused her in sweet-smelling steam. When she opened her eyes again, Withania was laying flat on her back, gasping, but now a normal size again.

“Phew,” she gasped, “well that’s going to need a little fettling, but you can’t argue with results!” She stood up and tugged Rainbow Dash off of the clothes line, draping her over her back. Rainbow’s head flopped over Withania’s neck, not the most comfortable position, but her limp body conformed around the shape of Withania, hugging every peak and curve. She would never admit it, but such a high amount of skin-contact was oddly comforting. She frowned, not wanting to be caught enjoying this having lost to a back-of-town earth pony.

“Don’t worry Rainbow, you’ll feel better about this when I show you where your friends are. Although…” Withania glanced up at the morning sun, not even at its peak yet. “Maybe I’ll just enjoy wearing you for the day… I have always fancied a cape, and it’s true what they say about pegasi, your coat is as soft as down...”

Turning away from the house again, Withania shrugged Rainbow into place on her shoulders, and trotted into the greenhouse to start work for the day.