Story Summary: On a trip to Ponyville, to meet his long time pen-pal, Great Britt meets a second pony, a pegasus mare by the name of Mai Valentine. With a devious smile, she offers him some cookies, with a certain special ingredient. Shrunken shenanigans ensue.

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Tags: Anal, Ass, Booty, Butt, Equine, Hoof, Horse, Little, Macro, Micro, My, Pegasus, Pony, Rubbing, Rubs, Shrink, Sitting, Squeezing, Vagina, Vaginal

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After a long, violent, three day thunderstorm, Ponyville was finally scheduled for a day of sunshine, and Mai Valentine fluttered down from her home in Cloudsdale to spend the day with her special friend, Black Jack. A pink satchel was around her shoulder, filled with cookies she had baked. Wanting to arrive while the cookies were still warm, she zipped to Ponyville and she slipped through the second floor window of Black Jack’s house and set her hooves down inside. It was amusing to her how angry he got when she trespassed, and yet he never bothered to close the windows to his house, or even install a screen that might give her a moment’s difficulty to get past. She chalked the anger he always showed up to earth pony stubbornness, or some silly sense of territory, or the fact that Black Jack just wasn’t a very cheery pony in general.

Setting her four hooves down, she trotted through his house, making sure her steps were loud enough to alert Jack to her presence. In the living room, she found Jack sitting in his large, comfortable armchair, a newspaper held in front of him.

“Big B,” she said, fluttering up so she would be eye level with him. Reaching out a hoof, she pulled the paper down, only to see it was not Black Jack she was talking to. Instead, she found herself staring at a stallion with a red coat, much like her own, and a blue mane worn about to his shoulders. The tip of his muzzle was white, along with the second half of his mane, which curled around his long neck. He must have been reading a particularly interesting article in his newspaper, because he was shocked when Mai’s face was suddenly before him. Equally shocked it wasn’t Jack, Mai ended up fluttering back, only to crash into something hard and firm. Whirling around in midair, she found herself looking at Black Jack the stallion, and quickly fluttered behind him, settling down on his broad back and hiding behind his thick neck.

“Intruder!” Mai shouted, pointing an accusing hoof at the red stallion, still sitting in Jack’s chair.

Rolling his green eyes, Black Jack reached his head behind him and caught Mai’s tail in his teeth. Snapping his head forward, he dragged her to his front and dropped her to the ground. Before she could flutter away, one of his large green hooves settled on her belly, keeping her firmly pinned. The red stallion cringed, worried about Mai, but considering how much she screamed and snapped, it was clear she was having no trouble breathing.

“Yes, an annoying little red mare who doesn’t understand the meaning of private property,” Jack grumbled.

Mai wiggled and squirmed, while Jack merely rolled his eyes, effortlessly keeping her firmly pinned beneath him. The red stallion from the chair scooted to his hooves and trotted over to Mai, looking down at her.

Jack’s hoof finally lifted off of Mai, and she immediately fluttered up. Landing a few feet from the two stallions, she stood with her back raised, looking much like a spooked cat. “Britt, this is Mai,” Jack said. “Mai, this is Great Britt.”

The red stallion bent his foreleg and bowed slightly. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, ma’am.”

Mai glared at Black Jack. Turning to the other stallion, she bowed her head in a show of respect.

“Britt is a friend from Trottingham,” Jack continued. “He’s going to be staying with me for a few days, which means you will have to actually live in your own home.”

“He’s the one you send a letter to every week?” Mai asked, suddenly remembering the name. Turning to Great Britt with a smile on her face, she said, “Pleasure to finally put a face to the name, Mr. Britt. Big B talks about you a lot. I’ve always wanted to go to Trottingham, you know. Is it nice?”

Britt’s eyes opened slightly, but he wore a pleasant smile and nodded. Stretching his wings out at his side, Mai realized for the first time he was a pegasus as well. Her smile spread even wider at that realization, and in a cute gesture, she stretched her wings out at her sides, just to show them off. “Trottingham is very nice,” Britt said. “I live in the countryside, so it’s not too different than this.”

“Has Big B offered to take you to Canterlot? If you’ve only lived in the country, it’ll be a real shock. Buildings so high you can’t fly to the top of them, tons of horn-heads running about. Whole place smells weird too. Probably because the winds can’t blow right with all the buildings. If Big B doesn’t take you, I will.”

Mai felt a tug on her tail, and realized she was being dragged back. Jack, with several strands of her tail in his teeth, brought her until she was away from the other stallion, and placed a hoof on her back to keep her still. He did not weight down as hard as he had before, however. With ease, she slipped out from beneath him and settled at his side. “You’ll have to excuse Mai,” Jack said, deep voice rumbling. “She gets a bit enthusiastic around new ponies. And old ponies.”

“And squishy ponies,” Mai said, pushing the tip of her hoof into Jack’s ample midriff, and giggling as the red sank into the ebony pudge.

Black Jack rolled his eyes. “Britt, since the rain has finally stopped, I have to go check on the mine. Would you like to come with me? Or stay here?”

Britt shrugged softly.

“If you stay here, I’ll stay with you,” Mai said softly. “I… I brought cookies…”

Britt nodded gently. “Yeah, I’ll stay here Jack, with… Mai, right?”

“Mai Valentine,” Mai said. Turning so her side was facing the stallion, she showed off her cutie mark, a white heart worn starkly against the crimson flank. “Easy to remember, huh? What’s yours?”

Britt turned his body, and lifted his tail to be sure nothing could obscure the mark worn on his flank. It was a horseshoe, which wasn’t an uncommon mark for ponies, but Mai had never seen one on its side. Neither facing up, to catch the good luck, nor facing down, spilling all the luck out. It was such an odd sight for the mare, she actually ended up staring until Jack gently knocked her with a green hoof.

“I’m heading out to the mine,” Black Jack said. “Mai, behave.”

“Awe, it insults me you think so low of me,” Mai muttered.

Staring at her with passive green eyes, Black Jack said again, “Behave.” Turning, he trotted out of the house and closed the door behind him.

Mai sighed, before turning back to Britt. Setting her saddle bag down, she opened it and reached her head in, before pulling out a baggie of cookies. Sitting, and setting it down between her legs, she pulled out a freshly baked cookie. “Want one?”

Walking over to her and sitting down, Britt took the cookie for himself. It looked to be chocolate chip, though there was a fine sprinkling of blue. He sniffed it softly, nibbled on it, and finding the taste wasn’t offensive, he took a large bite. “How did you meet Jack?” he asked.

Mai looked to him, eyes wide, and though she still wore a smile, it was more passive than before. “Long story,” she said.

“Are we going somewhere?” Britt asked. “I mean, I don’t mean to pry, but he talks about you quite a lot too. You and he are… uhm… in a relationship?” If it was possible, Mai’s cheeks turned an even darker shade of red than before. Britt wore a blush too. “Sorry.”

“No, no,” Mai said quickly. She giggled cutely. “I sound really stupid in the story though, so you’re not allowed to laugh.”

Britt nodded, nibbling on his cookie. When he finished it, Mai smiled, and offered him another.

“So… uhm… I grew up in Cloudsdale,” Mai said. “You know the city?”

Great Britt nodded. Finishing off his cookie, Mai offered him another.

“Well, anyway, I was about eight when I first came down here to Ponyville. I still owned an apartment up in Cloudsdale. It had belonged to my parents and I inherited it, but I didn’t really like staying there. So one day, I’m flying, and flying, and flying. I had a bad habit of doing that, just flying, not really caring where I ended up. Sometimes I just found a nice cloud to sleep on, or slept in the forest. Well, anyway, it was kinda a stormy day, and I got a bit blown off course, and I was super exhausted so I just started trotting along, and ended up in Ponyville.” Mai giggled softly. “And, this was the first time I ever really saw earthies. And…” She giggled more. “Well, Big B’s not exactly trim. He wasn’t trim back then. If anything he was bigger, if you can believe that.”

Britt chuckled too, though a cute yawn slipped out of his lips. “Yeah. He sent me pictures, but it wasn’t until I was standing before him that… Well, he can make you feel small.”

“Have another cookie,” Mai said. “Eh… well, so Big B stumbles upon me, and I probably looked half dead: exhausted, soaked from the rain, I hadn’t been sleeping too good for, like, a month prior. Jack was dragging a whole cart full of gems and stuff he had dug out of his mine. He took it right off his back, scooped me up, took me to his home. I think earthies have some custom about hospitality to random pegasi who fall out of the sky or something.”

Britt nodded, chuckling to himself. “If you can get by the surface, Jack’s actually a pretty nice stallion, huh?”

“Only problem is, there’s a lot of surface. How did you meet him, anyway? Oh, and have another cookie.”

Great Britt looked down at his belly. He had eaten four sweets in rapid succession, and was feeling rather full. Still, he didn’t want to seem rude, and the treats had been quite delicious. He yawned, placing his hoof before of his mouth before taking the offered cookie. “Well, nothing quite as romantic as yours,” he said. “Some of the short stories and pamphlets Jack writes made it all the way to Trottingham. I sent him a letter, guessing he would never respond, but then a few weeks later in my mailbox…”

“How long have you been talking to him?”

“We have been pen pals for a couple years. We’ve been planning this little trip for a few months now.”

Mai giggled softly. “Don’t suppose in any of his letters, he mentioned something called Shrinking Violet, huh?”

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Great Britt didn’t remember falling asleep, but he must have, because he suddenly found himself waking from a dream. Sitting up slowly, he wiped the drool from his lips with the back of his left hoof, and wiped the crusty sleep from his eyes. “Jack?” he muttered, looking around. “Mai?”

Thunderous giggles sounded above him. Flapping his long wings, Britt lifted to the air, spun, and found himself staring at a wall of red. He fell to his rump as a pair of crimson pillars reached forward, corralling him. Following the obelisks up to their source, he found himself staring at an absolutely monolithic Mai Valentine, who was smiling down at him.

“Yeah, my first time was pretty intense too,” Mai giggled. “I bet you’re wondering what happened, huh? Simple; I slipped you some Shrinking Violet. It’s a cool little plant that shrinks whoever ingests it. Big B and I play around with it all the time, so don’t worry your adorable little head. It’s safe.”

The great red pegasus’ words did not put Britt at ease. He stared at her massive form, her wide smile, her huge eyes. Her ears twitched and listened closely for any words he might say. At last, he worked up the nerve to ask, “What are you going to do with me?”

Mai’s face softened, and although she kept a grin on her lips, it wasn’t quite as devious. Lowering to her belly and laying before him, perhaps she hoped her size would not seem so great. “I’m not going to hurt you, if that’s what you’re concerned with,” she said softly, her warm breath blowing over the pegasus. She smelled of cherries and cream, and she was warm, even at the distance. The two mixed and enticed Great Britt to relax, even slightly. “I came over today to have a little fun with Jack. I’m just wondering, would you like to have some fun instead?”

“W-what kind of fun…?” Britt said, swallowing lingering fear down.

One of Mai’s hooves came forward, and stroked the shrunken pony with expert care. Despite being an equine, her hooves were surprisingly soft, with a squish almost comparable to a pillow. Granted, she was a pegasus, and pegasi didn’t often use their hooves, preferring the freedom of flying. Britt was an exception, finding great joy in walking on his four hooves, so his were fairly sturdy and strong. He used his firm, hard hooves to press into the softness. Perhaps it was his reduced mass, but he was quite cold, and inviting heat was radiating out of Mai’s delightfully warm hoof. He was too nervous to embrace her though, and started to back away. Sighing to herself, Mai brought her other hoof forward and pressed on Britt from behind. Before he could yelp, he was sandwiched between the two walls of red.

“See?” she asked. “Not so bad, is it?”

Britt looked to her, breathing hard, and shook his head.

“I know it’s a bit scary, and a bit new,” she continued. “But I have done this all the time with Big B. I know just how much pressure a shrunken stallion can take, how to feel for a wiggle of duress, and… well, how to squeeze just right.”

Britt was still looking at her as the hooves closed snugger, pressing his body a little harder. The warmth that radiated, and the soft squish, compressed almost his whole body, but especially his groin, which was starting to feel a little tense. Confused at it, he began to wiggle, but Mai didn’t take that as a sign of duress. In fact, she only pressed him harder, squeezing him softly between her cherry smelling hooves, allowing the softness to engulf him. The tingling in his groin grew more intense, as did his wiggles and squirms, but Mai only grinned at his resistance.

Mai parted the large, red, squishy walls, and Britt collapsed to his hooves, groaning and panting, his little body wracked with shudders. Mai’s thunderous giggles filled his ears. Resting her chin on her hoof, she watched him with large, loving red eyes. As Britt got to his hooves, he felt his tingling erection slap against his inner thigh, making him groan quite loud, loud enough that surely Mai heard. He bit his lip, feeling embarrassment swell inside him, and just hoped he was small enough Mai wouldn’t notice the black cock or the musky smell, and would pass his moan off as a side effect of his size. He looked to her, curious if she had felt his pride against her hooves, but her face didn’t betray her feelings. She was smiling, like she always was.

Britt looked down, unsure what would come next and trying to will his cock back inside its sheath. Mai leaned forward and bumped him gently with her nose. He was knocked back, and he spread his wings in the hope of taking to the air, but the massive pegasus effortlessly pushed him to the ground. Pinned on his back, Britt squirmed and struggled as the pegasus’ red snout softly pressed into him. His head was positioned just before her massive red eye. Mai’s giggles vibrated through his torso, and the eye showed little malice. Opening her nostrils, Mai softly sniffed at him, despite his attempts to push her away. Britt smelled faintly of strawberries, a smell she was familiar with, but all too rarely got to savor. The musky aroma he was trying his best to hide was just a little something extra to enjoy.

As her head finally lifted up, he tried to hide his erection by crossing his thighs and shielding it with his fore hooves. Mai rolled her eyes. “Relax, relax,” she said softly. “Not the first time anypony has ever gotten a bit flustered from being small. Really Mr. Britt, you gotta calm down or your little heart is going to pop.”

Breathing softly, Britt nodded. As Mai’s hoof came down to tenderly stroke him, he managed to suppress his shudder. In fact, he even tried to hug the hoof as it came down. Gently pressing him, the hoof squished his black erection against her hoof and his body, softly rubbing it with the smoothness and making him wiggle and groan once again.

“This is good, right?” she asked. “You’re enjoying this?”

Hazy eyes gazed at the red mare, and Britt lifted his little head up and down with a weak nod.

“Can I kiss you, Little Britt?” she asked.

Again, all Britt could manage was a little lift and fall of the head. The vision of the red, moist lips of the mare engulfed him. Despite her great size, her puckered lips just managed to touch his snout, planting the most adorable of kisses. Drying saliva was left, which he tenderly licked away.

“I’m sure you wouldn’t mind returning the favor?”

A hoof slipped behind Britt, and began to push him over the smooth ground and towards the curve of Mai’s groin. Britt didn’t attempt to struggle or squirm out of her hoof’s embrace, even as it became clear what she intended to do with him. Although the reduction in his size had certainly been frightening at first, Mai had been remarkably gentle with him. And, considering the painfully erect penis stretching between his muscular thighs, he could not deny that he was enticed by the warm, slick cavern he was steadily approaching.

She pushed him until his rear hooves were just past her drooling nether lips. The heat washed over Britt, as did the luscious smells that were radiating out of her. She still smelled of cherries, but just beneath it was a scent that further stiffened Britt’s painful cock. The heat that radiated out of her tingled the black erection that rested on his belly. He kicked his little hooves cutely, hitting against one of the fleshy walls that were softly gnawing at his ankles. Tilting his head up, he followed the slender chest of the mare, up to the face. He had to chuckle at the teeth that were digging into her lips. For all Mai’s bravado up until now, she was clearly quite nervous. Sitting up, Britt reached a fore hoof forward and teased over the slick, vertical lips. A translucent bead formed on the swollen clitoris of the mare and rolled down, splashing cutely onto Britt’s crotch, washing his erection. He pulled his legs out and planted his hooves on the ground. Standing as tall as he could, he reached up, and kissed her clitoris gentle. Mai shuddered. Thrusting her groin forward, she knocked Britt back down to his rump.

“A-are you ready?” she asked.

Britt smiled, nodding his little head. “After you, Miss Valentine.”

Mai sucked down a deep breath and closed her eyes. Her chest went tense to the point Britt could count the ribs pressing out of her slender middle. Putting her hooves further out in front of her, she rolled her huge groin down and slowly smothered Britt beneath the warmth. Staring down his body, Britt watched as the fleshy lips parted and opened wide. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back, gasping, as the weight of her crotch pressed upon his penis.

Mai’s body quaked with a loud giggle. She ground her groin down harder, though shuddered and lifted as Britt began to hump furiously into the mass of warmth. “Take a deep breath, little fella,” Mai giggled. Tilting his head back, he sucked down some fresh air before Mai rolled forward and enveloped him in hot black.

For several moments, neither Britt nor Mai dared to move. Mai, because she wanted Britt to go first. Britt, because he felt a pang of fear about being beneath the mare. He was afraid that any twitch, squirm, or kick, would cause her powerful vaginal muscles to clench upon him, rendering him nothing but paste. He was afraid the air would be too thick to breath. Rolling her eyes, Mai realized she would have to make the first move, and spreading her rear legs a little farther apart, began to slowly grind and wiggle gently, rubbing her mass of pink down upon the little pegasus.

Opening his mouth, Britt finally took a breath. The air was thick, but breathable, and eased the burning in his chest. He stretched his four legs above him, gently pushing into the pink muscles. The muscles retracted at the touch, and a long groan ruptured through the massive body. Britt blushed, feeling quite proud at the pleasure Mai was clearly feeling. Reaching to his sides, he started to rub and push against the fleshy walls, making Mai shiver and groan.

Creamy ooze ran down the walls that corralled him, bathing Britt in thickness. By tilting his head up, his snout managed to find a pocket of fresh air that swept in just beneath her clitoris. Bracing himself on his shoulders and rear hooves, Britt began to hump into the massive warmth.

Never in his life had he felt a pleasure such as this. As he fell back to the ground from the hump, Mai weighed down harder, smothering him and squeezing him against the ground. Britt felt the walls clench, and himself dragged up just slightly. Even with the great width of the mare’s vagina, Britt was still too tall to sink in fully. As Mai began to rub herself happily against the ground, Britt managed to lift his rear hooves, and thrust them into the warmth. He struck a spot where Mai’s vaginal muscles were still tightly clenched, and his ankles sank into the inviting warmth. Mai’s whole body let out a great shudder. Slickness continued to roll out of her in great waves, bathing Britt in the heat. Although he was happy to give her pleasure, he could only think of his aching cock. Even as Mai rubbed herself harder and harder against the ground, working Britt deeper inside her, all he could think of was burying his hips into the mare’s sex.

Although his cock was comparatively small, it and the wideness of Britt’s hips caused Mai to stretch just that much more. With a groan, she plopped forward to her belly, though kept her groin pressed into the ground so the pleasant, tingling bulk wouldn’t escape. Gasps and snaps slipped out of her lips as Britt began to kick furiously. His cute little erection, pressed inside her, along with his squirms…

Mai straightened her rear legs and lifted her tail, exposing the appealing curve of her backside to the open air. Britt, white muzzle just tipping out of the fleshy lips, took a gasp of fresh air, before the rolling flesh suddenly pulled him inside fully. Mouth opened wide, Mai stood there, shuddering and shaking. Loud groans slipped out of her as the pleasant bulk continued fighting inside her. Arching her back, she let loose a loud “neigh.” Cream began to ooze out from between her muscular thighs. She felt little Britt squirming and struggling, humping, and though she worried for him, the rupturing pleasure was far too good to think too hard. She rolled onto her back, hoofing at the air cutely as rolls of cream oozed down her buttocks and wetted her tail.

Inside the crimson mare, Britt was doing a fairly good job holding his breath. It was both wet and extremely tight inside her. Despite how clenched her muscles were squeezed, cream was still able to bathe him. He humped whichever direction he was facing. Washed in warmth, massaged on all sides, and feeling lightheaded from the lack of air, Britt didn’t even realize he was climaxing until his penis began to tingle even more than usual. It was a wonderful sense of release that rumbled through his cock and deep in his testicles, as seed spurted out of him in one great wash.

Overtaken with the pleasure, he was only vaguely aware he was sliding towards light and fresh air. Mai’s muscles loosened, and slick as he was, there was nothing Britt could grab to stop his descent. His head peeked out from between the fleshy lips, and a gush of fresh, cool air hit him. Mai giggled, squatting, so as Britt continued to press out of her, he had a shorter distance to fall. With a wet splat, he hit the ground, and rolled onto his back so he could easier breath. Above him, Mai’s great body shuddered and groaned. Pearls of white were still oozing out of her and plopping down onto him. For a moment, he feared she would fall onto of him and squish him beneath her body. Instead, she managed to fall forward, and he found himself resting between her long, muscular, outstretched legs.

Off in the distance, Britt heard a door open. Putting his hooves behind him, he pushed himself up. Considering the wave of fatigue that swept through him, he would have plopped to the ground if he didn’t manage scoot back, and came to rest against Mai’s padded left buttock. With the layer of squish, he practically sank into the red, earning a cute giggle from the giant mare.

“Mai?” Jack said. Britt heard him, but couldn’t see him. He guessed he was standing at Mai’s front, and her ample posterior was hiding him from sight. Rolling onto his front, Britt actually tried climbing Mai’s backside, hoping to say “hi” to Jack, but the surface was far too squishy, and he was too exhausted to move.

“Y-yes Big B?” Mai asked.

“Taking a shower,” he grumbled. Britt listened to the heavy hoof steps of the draft horse as he trounced through the house. Off in the distance, he heard water running through the walls. Closing his eyes, Britt relaxed. He was bathed in the scent of lustful cherries, and Mai’s padding was so delightful and warm, he could slip into sleep at any moment.

“Did you have fun?” Mai asked.

There was just a hint of worry in her voice that Britt barely picked up on. He smiled reassuringly, though she couldn’t see, of course. “I had an amazing time, Miss Valentine,” he said. Those few words left his lungs fatigued. He reached to his side and squeezed Mai’s thigh, feeling the fat and layer of muscle amazing to touch.

“There’s one more thing we could do, you know, one more thing you might enjoy,” Mai said, giggling. “It’s something Big B absolutely adores. Just say the word, and we can get started.”

Mai was purposely being vague. It made Britt worry about what she wanted to do, but the intrigue was greater. “I would love to.”

The squishy wall he was leaning against lifted away. Without something to brace him, he ended up falling, and landed on his back. Mai’s large head appeared above him, and dipping her head, she softly kissed Britt’s whole body. When she stood back up, she spun around on her hooves until the view of her face had been replaced with her monolithic backside. The monolithic mounds of fat and flesh blocked the light for Britt, leaving the crack and Mai’s underside bathed in shadow. She backed up until her hooves were corralling Britt at both sides, before lifting her tail and dropping butt first to the ground. Britt let out a little cry as the red rump grew larger and larger, but Mai’s aim proved true, and instead of being crushed, Britt found himself nestled snuggly in her crack. There was no light beneath Mai, but tracing his fore hoof above him, he felt a tight ring of muscle retract at the touch. Mai giggled, and he chuckled too. Guessing what she wanted, he lifted his rear hooves and pressed them into the tight ring.

With half-lidded eyes, Mai sat there, the tender massage at her backside sending jolts of lightning through her. She didn’t even wiggle or grind down on the little stallion, instead savoring the thrill of uncertainty, allowing him to do what he pleased.

At least until a devious desire touched her, and a grin spread across her lips. Britt was pushing and massaging at her tail hole, kicking it. Mai was keeping her anus clenched tightly so he wouldn’t slip in, just giggling at the little touches. She wanted more however. Focusing, she parted her pucker with a deep breath as Britt touched her. Britt suddenly found his hooves sinking into the warmth of Mai’s anus and his lower body lifted off the ground. He assumed Mai had simply twitched and would let him go, but when he tried to pull his hooves out of her warmth, she remained tight. “M-mai?” Britt tried to call out. Another clench drew him up to his knees. Mai began to wiggle and squirm, working the pudgy padding of her cheeks into the ground, and brought her puckered ponut closer to the floor.

Although the mare’s movements were subtle and small to an outside observer, to Britt, it was like being buried beneath an earthquake. Rubbing her ass in a circle, with a mighty squeeze she slurped Britt up to his midriff, his legs and crotch suddenly buried in her warm flesh.

At first terrified of sinking inside her fully, as his flaccid cock passed her sphincter, a wave of pleasure sapped whatever reservations Britt had. Her ring was far tighter than her vagina had been. He couldn’t even kick his legs with how tight he was being squeezed, but he cared little. Mai seemed to be enjoying the bulk, and he was adoring the squeeze on his hardening shaft. His slick body sank inside Mai without resistance. The only pain came when the ring squeezed on his midriff, and the air was pushed out of his lungs. He worked his fore hooves into the ring, and used his strong upper body to give himself just a tad of slack. He managed to suck down one deep breath before he was slurped up to his pectorals, his arms pinned to his side.

On shaky hooves, Mai managed to rise. Rolling her strong anal muscles, she drew Britt deeper inside, until only his head was spared her depths. On every side, he could only see her crimson cheeks. They smothered his vision, with only a distant crack of light far forward, like gazing at the sky when standing in a canyon.

“You OK back there, little guy?” Mai asked, looking over her shoulder.

His only response was a weak sigh. She closed her eyes, focusing, and she could feel Britt’s little chest inflate with breaths. Smiling that he was alright, she wiggled her hips side to side in a cute sashay. His fuzzy cheeks brushed against her ring, tickling her and making her giggle. A drawn out sigh slipped out of her as the bulk passed inside her fully and her ring closed. “There we go, little guy. Nice and safe.”

With the anal walls squeezing, Britt couldn’t move. His snout was still facing Mai’s opening, and trickles of light and fresh air infiltrated through the vent. He could hear the routine pound of Mai’s heart and the gurgle of her distant belly. The sounds were oddly soothing and kept his fears at bay. Past her ring, there was slightly more yield in her flesh, and he had little difficulty expanding his lungs. Mai’s anus wasn’t tight enough to keep the air out. He could breath. Of course, his cock felt absolutely amazing, squeezed into the silkiness of Mai’s bowels, and the pleasure was making things hazy in his brain

Even though Britt was aware Mai was walking, he wasn’t tossed around too bad. The walls rubbed him, pleasantly brushing against his aching cock and giving him the oddest full body massage he could imagine. Mai walked for several moments, Britt remaining motionless inside her save the occasional squirm or hump. As she spoke, he felt her words more than he heard them, how they vibrated through her ample flesh.

“Nice shower, Big B?” she asked.

Jack’s voice was like an earthquake normally. The depths and power were only slightly deadened to Great Britt’s ears by the layer of insulating fat. “It was alright.”

“You were gone for so long. What happened?”

“The mine took a bit of a hit from the storm. I had to dig it out, refortify it… Took longer than I thought it would. Then as I was coming home, all the feather-brains and horn-heads grabbed me, kept asking if I could do some heavy lifting. Where’s Britt?”

“Oh, he’s around. Nice stallion. I really like him. We’ve gotten pretty close, pretty quickly.”

Black Jack sniffed the air softly. “Yeah, I can smell it.”

Mai giggled. Britt was sloshed and thrown about as the mass of pink shuddered violently. “Yeah… Britt and I got a bit close, but he’s nothing compared to you, Big B. And you must feel so pent up after digging out that mine, huh?”

Britt felt Mai turn around. Her tight anus was flooded with light as she lifted her tail as high as she could. Past the mass of slick pink, Britt could see a massive black shape as Jack drew closer. Mai shuddered as the draft horse corralled her between his long, muscular legs, and gently pressed his groin up to her backside. His girth forced Mae’s spine to contort to the pressing curve. Whatever light Britt had was lost, and the opening of Mai’s vent was suddenly filled with the glans of a great green erection. The shrunken stallion’s eyes opened wide at the sight, and he began to squirm and struggle madly, assuring himself that Mai had simply forgotten he was trapped, and he needed to somehow remind her. He kicked and squirmed until the walls of pink squeezed him, knocking the breath from his lungs. The green erection pressed inside Mai’s vent, ominously approaching Britt. Goo was already oozing out of the gaping slit, sliding splashing onto Britt’s face.

“Oh no,” the little pegasus managed to mutter.

“Oh yes,” Mai purred.