Prince Blueblood awoke with a yawn and stretched out on the massive piece of furniture that is his bed. As he stretched he noticed a certain uncomfortable pressure in his nostrils, followed by sinuses. Then he noticed two other things; his joints ached, and worse of all, was his lack of magic. "Oh no, I have a cold!" Now unlike the colds that earth ponies, pegasi, and humans get, there is one extra symptom to unicorn colds: they no longer have control over their magic. That's right, he can't cast a spell to save his life now, but there is another little detail, for every sneeze a unicorn has, a completely random, wild magic takes effect. Oh the chaos that ensues, Discord would be proud, if he wasn't laughing his head off.
He got out of bed and started getting himself ready for the day, calling in one of his butlers to help him get his suit on and comb his hair for him. Not that it was any different from any other morning. Except when Blueblood sneezed, his suit suddenly found itself with pink polka dots all over it. He trotted down the long halls of his mansion making his way to his personal dining room, where his favorite breakfast was being served. The key term being was, considering he sneezed and turned his omelet, now a breakfast burrito.
After his unfortunate dilemma at breakfast, he wandered his mansion a bit, going to the parts of it that he rarely ever visited. He went to the servants quarters, which he found quite vacant considering that throughout the day they were all busy taking care of his home. He stopped there for a while, using the excuse of seeing how his employees lived as a way to cover up his true motives, keeping his now wild and free magic from affecting any of his belongings. Oddly enough though, the only affects that occurred seemed rather positive actually. One sneeze cleaned the servants quarters spotless, another caused their plumbing to function a lot better, and a third increased the quality of their ventilation system. "If it could do this for my servants, oh, what wonders could it do for me?!?"
He rushed off towards his vast section of the mansion, where one sneeze duplicated a one of a kind vase. "Oh, that'll do quite nicely, if I sell the duplicate it could make me even richer, or if I have it placed on a similar stand across from- Oh yes! I like it!" He continued on his way and found himself at his vault. He opened it, excited about the possibilities that awaited. He sneezed once, and his entire fortune doubled. "Yes! But it doesn't quite feel like enough..." He waited and sneezed again, then his fortune shrunk to half its original size. His eyes went to pinpricks. "No, wait go back! I was fine with double!" He sneezed again, and it was halved again. "NOOO!!!!" He ran off, to prevent his fortune from decreasing in size any further. When he got out of sight, the missing portion of his fortune suddenly became visible again.
Tearing around a corner, his sneezes became more rampant. Changing fanciful plants into farm animals and back, making slime ooze from the walls, his favorite portraits of himself suddenly becoming erotic portraits of that one unicorn that accosted him at the gala. "The horror!" He continued his terrifying run outside, into his vast grounds, where all sorts of other effects occurred. His favorite imported fruit trees becoming simple apple trees. His prized hedge sculptures turning into weeds. His vast, luxurious pool turned into a simple lake. His hot tub froze over. An orchestral group he paid to play music on the grounds suddenly became a mariachi band.
He escaped his manor and ran into Canterlot. His sneezing stopped, and he decided to wander around. He went to his favorite coffee shop and picked up his favorite espresso, only for him to sneeze, and it become a more common brand. "Aw." Of course, the shop didn't remake his order, considering it wasn't their fault in the first place. So he left, and began to trudge along the road. "Stupid cold, ruining my day, ruining my life." He sneezed and a raincloud appeared over him, which started to sprinkle. "Ugh, oh forget it."
He continued to trudge on, getting more and more depressed. He heard a noise and looked around to find himself in an alleyway in the city. He was about to leave when he noticed something: one of those humans, the new creatures in Equestria, that all the other ponies found intoxicating. He had never bothered with something them before, finding them to be simple, common creatures, not fit for a palate as sophisticated as his own. Today however was different; it hadn't been a good day at all, and now, he needed something to take his stress out on, and this human fit the bill. So, he smirked down at the small human, who received the message all to well and took off running. He trotted after the little human taking his time, the more time it took, the more he could savor the power he held over the human.
The human in question was Lindsey, a model in training, at least back on earth. When she first arrived in Equestria, she was swallowed whole by a wonky eyed pegasus, who claimed that she "tasted like muffins". That was when she first learned that she was in a different world, but also how she wasn't the only human, and ponies loved to eat her kind. She arrived in Canterlot not too long ago, hearing that she could continue her old modeling career, and was happy that none of the ponies chased her, though she was mindful around the guards, who kept a close eye on her. She took her regular shortcut through the alleyway to get to the entertainment district, wearing her finest dress, but, as you had read, Blueblood was after her.
Lindsey turned a corner, as so did Blueblood. His smile grew wider when he saw the alley ended with a dead end; there was no escape now. He continued, watching as Lindsey ran up to the wall, looking around before turning towards him, backing up against the wall. To increase his play time he decided to inspect his catch as he continued his victory trot towards it. First thing he noticed was her proportions; thin, scrawny, with an hourglass look to it. Ah, I think I remember this, an hourglass means its a female. He'd seen plenty of humans, but never payed them too much attention, though he had picked up some knowledge of them. He continued his inspection of the woman; she was about as tall as any other human, give or take a few measurements, and she looked pretty young with beauty. Ah, yes, a beautiful mare, good, all the better to have fun with. He got closer, she was within hoofs reach now, but he still wanted to savor his victory. Her raven black hair was long, from what he could tell, considering the length of her pony tail hair style. She wore a strange uniform, a light blue dress, almost as if she was going to the grand galloping gala. Now that he could see her features in full, he guessed she was probably about in her mid 20's.
Then he sneezed. There was a brilliant flash of light and he closed his eyes. Shaking his head he realized something with that last sneeze, his sinus problems were gone and his joints no longer ached. The cold was over! He nearly cheered, but then he opened his eyes and realized what his last sneeze had done. The alleyway around him looked as if he were in an alleyway in Manehatten. Everything in it was huge too, the trash cans, and other pieces of garbage. He turned toward where the human woman was. She was no longer there, instead he just saw a filled pair of giant shoes, and looking up found out exactly where she was. He couldn't move before her now vast fingers plucked him from the ground. He was brought up to the now massive woman's face. No, she wasn't massive, he was now small, the sneeze had switched their sizes!
Lindsey was disgusted by the sneeze, but before she could yell at the unicorn to not sneeze on anyone, the alleyway was much smaller than she remembered, and the unicorn was gone. She heard what was a squeak and looked down, only to see the same unicorn that had sneezed on her was now much smaller than her. Curiously, she picked him up for a better investigation. She couldn't help but laugh at him. "You're so tiny!" she commented "So this is what it's like to be in your shoes?" Then her stomach growled. She hadn't eaten anything all day, and though she didn't really want to, he was looking pretty delicious, and she wanted some revenge.
"N-Now let's not do anything hasty! I wasn't really going to h-hurt you or anything! I was just playing, honest!" He gulped nervously, as she obviously didn't buy into his pleading.
Now it was her turn. Lindsey's dexterous fingers moved him around with nearly as much ease as telekinesis. After a moment he found himself facing her again. She giggled, and brought him closer, giving him a quick lick before moving him away. He watched as she took in his taste, pondering it over. She looked at him and smirked. "Mmm, strangely, you taste good." She giggled. "You would've done this to me, well now its my turn."
"NO! PLEASE, MERCY! AHHH!!" He screamed before being unceremoniously tossed into her mouth. She moved him around and around tasting him all over, yelping whenever her tongue touched more sensitive areas. There was a reverberation as she hummed in satisfaction, she obviously was enjoying this reversal of fortune as much as he was vowing that this was the worst day of his entire life. Then he found himself moved, using his magic he found out where too. He was on the edge of her tongue overlooking her throat. The vast tunnel leading deep down into the woman. It was wide open too, a vast hole that was as large in diameter as one of his hallways. The tongue flexed suddenly, and he was shot forward into the waiting throat. The muscular tube closed around him, keeping his descent slow, especially as she used her hand to further feel it. He heard her heart beat and her massive breaths as he descended further. His own breathing was in quick bursts and he shook in fear.
Slowly, but surely, he dropped into her stomach. The massive organic flesh sack gurgled a welcome to his arrival, a welcome he was none to pleased to be receiving. The muscular organ began slowly flexing inward and outward, in its poor attempt to digest the occupant. Though relieved that he, like they, couldn't be digested, there was however, no relief in the fact that he was stuck. He'd never remotely mastered magic to begin with, the only thing he could do was lift and move small objects. He curled up in a portion of the woman;s stomach, letting the tears of his anguish flow. Something gently touched him through the stomach wall, he looked to find an imprint of her hand. "Don't worry my little pony, I'll take good care of you. I'm so happy to be big now! I wonder how the other ponies will react to a normal sized human?"
Long story short, everypony was surprised at Lindsey for being their size. The princesses were surprised at how she was so huge (at least, to her kind). Blueblood yelled for help, but Celestia, having to live with her brat of a nephew, allowed Lindsey to keep him in her stomach, finding this as a fitting punishment until he learned his lesson. He was trapped for half a year, eating whatever Lindsey ate, who became good friends with some of the ponies, though she wasn't afraid to help her own kind out. When he came out, he was just happy to be free and wanted to do the same thing to Lindsey, though Celestia told him that sick unicorn magic is permanent unlike healthy unicorn magic, so Lindsey was going to be a giantess for the rest of her life. Lindsey was happy, and Blueblood wasn't. When he walked back to his room, it was a complete mess as all of the workers had a great festival, and all of his money was gone. Why me!?