Tales from Tinies.

by MrAquino

Stacy's Very Bad Day

Author's Note:

Made by BOTH Jerec and Pixel.

Lindsey made her way around Ponyville as she had decided to explore what will be her new home, since it's also the place of residence for the boy she used to babysit, Cody, and his best friend Daisy, a pegasus filly who used to be a normal pony on Earth. As she wandered around the town, she stumbles across a somewhat familiar face; the cyan pegasus who had almost attempted to eat her upon her arrival, quite an impossible task considering she is just about as tall as Celestia now. As she walked over, she started to pick up on a conversation the pegasus mare was having with a tiny.

“How many times do I have to say: no more eating tinies?” A female voice came from the tiny as Lindsey noticed that her arm moved within the pegasus’ mane, it looking strange, until she understood what exactly she did by the mare’s reaction.

“Ow! Okay Stacy!” Dash yelped before mumbling, “You eat one tiny and suddenly it’s like you stole an apple from a shop.”

“Cause it is like that! You asked for my help and I’m not just giving you a slap on the wrist. Now you’re going to cough that tiny up, apologize, and then offer it a ride back to the village. And if you try to pull a fast one again, I’ll make sure that muzzle is kept shut. Got it!?” She yanked a yellow part of her mane as to prove her point.

“Ow!” Rainbow yelped again, fighting the impulse to rub the hurt spot. “Alright fine.” She replies grumpily and coughed up the tiny. “Can’t believe I’m being pushed around by somepony barely able to fit in my hoof.” She continued before spitting the tiny onto her hoof and looking at him. “Hey, I’m sorry about that. How about I give you a lift home to make it better okay?” She says through clenched teeth, clearly more regretting that she made the deal with Stacy rather than gulping down the tiny.

The small tiny in her hoof, which was a young boy, was still a little scared after the whole ordeal, but had enough courage to accept her small request as the events made him too scared to even go back to the village on his own.

Giggling, Lindsey walks over. “Hey, aren’t kids supposed to be off the menu?” She says as she leans over for a better look at the two tinies.

Dash’s jaw drops. She remembers this human, but up close, is a whole different story than flying overhead.

‘What the heck? I thought humans were only the size of pills...’ Stacy thought as she decided to stay quiet. ‘Hold on… she looks familiar… somehow.’ She rubbed her chin a little before she realized she was staring for too long and she looked away.

The tiny in Dash’s hoof also stood there in shock. The poor kid had already been through a lot that day, from school inside the teacher pony to being swallowed by Rainbow Dash, but now he was in the presence of a giant human.

Lindsey giggled again at their reactions. She had got that a lot in Canterlot, and now it seems Ponyville would be very similar. “Well, so how about we get on the right foot. I’m Lindsey, nice to meet all of you.” She says pleasantly.

“M-my name’s T-Timmy. O-or Tim for short.” The little boy said as he couldn’t help but think back on how he was called ‘Tiny Timmy’ from his class, he being the shortest out of all of them.

Dash, slowly getting over her case of slack jaw, speaks up a bit. “I’m Rainbow Dash…” She answers simply, still trying to get over the fact of how tall Lindsey is.

“Name’s Stacy.” Stacy said in the same simple tone like Rainbow. She didn’t know why, but this Lindsey girl left a weird feeling in her body and she felt a little uncomfortable now, but she wouldn’t admit that to anyone.

Lindsey crouches to get a little closer. “Rainbow Dash, oh, you’re that one Twilight referred to as the gulper. The pony that got this whole mess started. I actually owe you for that, cause that is what got me to be... well, be normal sized again.” She smiled cheerfully, before looking to the two tinies. “ And sorry, you two, but it was a rare one time thing. Hopefully, that project Twilight and Starlight are working on will turn out alright though.”

Stacy only nodded to what the tall girl said as she bit the inside of her mouth. ‘Of course it would.’ She thought, the strange feeling in her gut growing when she said that. ‘But why does she look so dang familiar? If she was a friend, I would’ve known already. Maybe she was just a face I remember from one of my old jobs.’

“Do you really think what they're doing will work?” Tim asked as he had a hopeful look in his eyes. “I-if it does work, I wanna be as big as a skyscraper!” He said with a smile, his hands high up in the air as to prove his point.

Lindsey giggled a bit. “I guess you would be as big as a skyscraper if you were back to normal size, but I don’t think they’re working on a way to actually make anyone that size.” Then Lindsey gazes off. ‘I shouldn’t give them too much hope though. After all, Twilight was saying that it wasn’t really going anywhere.’ She looks back to them. “But, that all really depends on if it works, and from what Twilight’s been saying… It might take a while.” She says a little guiltily. ‘Better than saying no’

“O-oh, okay.” Tim said, his hands lowered as he still had a small smile on his face, but now the hope in his eyes being dimmed a little.

‘Way to crush a kid’s hope. False hope is better than nothing.’ Stacy thought as she was now seeing how snobby she was acting, not knowing why. She decided to shake the thought away as she just had to ask. “So why are you here anyways? I mean, yeah you went to see that princess mare, but I’m guessing it’s over now.” She asked, speaking out for awhile now.

“I was invited over because, so far, I’m the only human not under this spell or whatever it is, and she wanted to do some magical scans to see what the difference is, especially between a human without the spell and a human with the full spell. Now, I’ve decided to stay here in Ponyville, because that poor human with the full spell happens to be a little boy I used to babysit.” She says before giving them a sad look. “Besides Daisy, a pony who got brought with him from Earth, I’m the closest thing he’s got to family now.” She looks off toward the castle. “Too bad Twilight’s pretty much keeping him under lock and key for study right now. Lord knows where his parents are at.”

“That wasn't what I was asking.” She showed a bemused look. “I meant why are you still here after whatever the princess did to you?” She decided to rephrase the question. She had a feeling the princess would need her since she already has a kid with the full spell on him. She simply knew all that cause of the pony she was training was also the pony who tried to take the tiny, since she didn't want this ‘eating tiny people’ to end.

Lindsey raised an eyebrow. ‘Pretty sure I already answered that, but okay.’ She thinks to herself before answering. “Well, like I said, I’ve decided to stay here in Ponyville to take care of Cody, the kid Twilight is studying. So right now, I’m just wandering the town to get to know it a bit more, since I’ll be living here. I heard there’s a fashion designer here too, so maybe I could model for her a bit.”

‘Of course she would be a model. Why wouldn’t the giant human be?’ Stacy thought, looking away with a small glare as she mentally answered her own question. “Do you even have a home?” She asked, looking back up at her with a hand on her cheek.

“Well, Twilight offered to let me stay with her while she studies Cody, Daisy, and myself, but I was thinking of buying one.” Lindsey replies. “So, here I am, part house hunting, part exploring.”

‘And obviously she would have the money to get a house on the spot since she’s a model. Why do I even care? To her I bet I’m just another tiny that she has to look down upon.’ She rubbed her arm as she went quiet again, not even sure what to say to this woman.

Rainbow Dash suddenly spoke up. “Hey wait, so Cody is that one kid Twilight’s studying right?” She starts to look blissful. “He was SO tasty. So, uh... when is he... uh, you know... free?” She said, starting to drool a bit, causing Timmy to start edging away and climbing ‘down’ her leg.

Stacy noticed the hungry look in her eyes and was quick to snap her out of it with a tug of her mane. “Don’t even think about it! We are on a no tiny eating rule and I will not let you break it.” She glared at the mare. “And a little kid no less.”

Dash flinched at the tug, before giving Stacy a bit of a glare. “Hey, he’s under the full spell. It’s actually pretty hard for anypony to refuse that, and I mean it, I couldn’t control myself at all. I tried to keep him, forever, and I’d never do that to a tiny.”

Lindsey shrugs. “Guess the spell has more of an affect on ponies than humans. I mean he was really tasty and all, but I controlled myself pretty well.”

“Guess we’ll never know since you're the only one who could even eat a tiny.” Stacy mumbled as she scratched her chest a little. She then looked back at Rainbow. “And even if he has the full spell, that doesn’t give you a free pass to a tiny meal.” She glanced away yet again. ‘But if Rainbow couldn’t control herself and even thought of keeping him, who knows what it would be like if everyone had the spell fully on. I’d be more on a race for survival from being eaten or ponies fighting for a single tiny.’ She bit her lip as she was somewhat glad that it wasn’t her in that little kid’s shoes.

Lindsey giggles some more. “By the way, Dash; Starlight, Twilight, and Daisy don’t have that problem either.” She then looks to Stacy. “I heard that by the way, and who knows, maybe you’ll run into a unicorn with a cold and essentially swap places too.”

“Yeah… run...” She mumbled a bit lower as even the word reminded her that even if she was in that oddly specific situation, she couldn’t even run away. If it wasn’t for Rainbow, she’d probably be in some pony’s stomach every day. Without Rainbow, she would most likely be the most unluckiest human here. ‘Kinda funny since the person talking to me is considered the luckiest human here. At least she doesn’t have to worry about being eaten ever again.’ She thought as she sighed and rested her head on her hand again.

Dash cringed a bit at the sentence. “Yeah, um... about the whole run thing…” She paused, trying to think of a way to say it.

Lindsey beats her to it though. She gasped. “OH! I’m so sorry! I didn’t know!”

“It’s fine.” Stacy simply said as she stayed looking away. “I should be used to it by now.” She buried one of her hands into the small cyan fur underneath Dash’s mane.

“So, um, were you born that way, or did somepony mistreat you, or did it happen before you got here?” Lindsey asked.

“... accident on earth.” She answered. “I was a snowboarder before I became a writer… well, was a writer.” She fixed her hair from in front of her face when she finished. “Now I’m nothing but a coach for a pegasus who can’t last a day without scarring a tiny for life.”

Dash swallowed something. “Hey! I don’t scar them for life. I just give them a cozy belly to rest in.” She replied.

“Yeah, that’s what you think. I still remember the ‘warm welcome’ you gave me when I was here. And you were trying to make me run away just to have a little fun.” She crossed her arms, glaring at the mare as it seemed she won’t let go of that one day.

Dash looked away. “I said I was sorry, I even took you to the hospital.”

“After you stepped on my only wheelchair.” Her voice was raised a little as she said that. “The hospital didn’t even have wheelchairs for tinies.”

Lindsey looks between the two of them. “You know, you could always go to Twilight or Starlight, I bet they’d be glad to fix your wheelchair.” She says, focusing on Stacy. She then turns to Rainbow Dash and holds out her palm in front of her muzzle. “Okay, cough Timmy up again.”

“It doesn’t matter. The wheelchair is nothing but a metal pancake. And I don’t even remember where it was.” She then looked down at Rainbow after the second part she said. “And did you seriously eat that kid again!?”

Dash looked between the both of them guiltily, before coughing up Timmy again. However this time, he landed in Lindsey’s hand instead of Dash’s hoof. Lindsey carefully places the boy in an empty pouch of her purse. “I think I’ll take him to the village instead. He’ll probably reach it that way.” She says, wagging a finger at Dash.

“That seems like a better plan. But seriously, Rainbow, you’re going to make all of this harder for everyone if you keep on pulling things like this.” She said as she didn’t bother pulling her mane this time, seeing that some sort of physical harm is not working as punishment.

Dash lets out a sigh. “I know, but maybe, maybe it’s because I don’t want to stop, just maybe... slow down a bit.”

“Am I hearing correctly? Rainbow, the fastest pegasus in Ponyville, is asking to slow down?” Stacy said as she acted as if she was cleaning her ear. “Or, is this just the best pony saying that she’s giving up so easily. And I thought you could do it, guess you aren’t the best.” She said, using reverse psychology so that Rainbow wouldn’t think of ‘slowing down’.

Rainbow Dash looks back at Stacy. “Yeah, well my original goal was to eat each tiny to pop into Equestria at least once, up until you came around.” Perhaps it is the fact that Twilight is one of her friends, or maybe that she’s been through the routine all too often and is starting to recognize when it happens, but she seems to catch onto Stacy’s attempt to keep her from eating tinies.

“Well, even if you did want to slow down, it still goes without saying that you will not be eating any tinies from here on out. Or do I have to put a muzzle on your… muzzle?” Stacy said, it sounding rather odd when she said that out loud. “I’m sure Twilight will be more than happy to make one for you.”

Dash’s eyes narrow. “You do know I could just take it off right?”

“I know, which is why I would ask Twilight since she will find a way to make it impossible for you to take it off. Ya know, with magic ‘n junk.” She said as she knew Twilight would find a way if it meant that the tinies would be more safe without ‘The Gulper’ as Lindsey called her.

Dash rolls her eyes. “Twilight wouldn’t make a muzzle that’s impossible to take off for me, I do need regular food, you know.”

Lindsey looks at Stacy. “She does have a point. Wearing a muzzle for the rest of her life, well, would kill her.”

“No it won’t. It’s not like I said someone else couldn’t take it off either. I’m thinking of something like a dog muzzle. Or, maybe some magic stuff that’ll stop her from eating a tiny.” Stacy explained. “And why are you on her side? Are you saying you’d rather let her eat innocent humans then having a muzzle on?” She couldn’t help but glare up at the woman as she had a feeling she really wouldn’t since she was lucky enough to become too big to eat.

“Well, you’d have to have a lot of muzzles made then. I really can’t think of any ponies that don’t eat a human even just every once in awhile. Even the Princesses eat tinies.” Lindsey points out. “And I’m pretty sure Twilight wouldn’t muzzle herself either.”

“I’m not saying every pony in this god forsaken world, I’m just talking about Rainbow. She doesn’t want to be seen as a monster to the tinies, and the simple way is by not eating any tinies.” Stacy was now getting a little ticked off that her meanings weren’t going through.

“Or she could change her approach.” Lindsey suggests. “Maybe just willing tinies. Kinda meet in the middle.”

“Well it’s hard to tell if they're willing if they're already in her gullet.” Stacy mumbled as she looked away.

“Then have her ask first. It’s really simple, and odd as it may sound, there are quite a few tinies who are pretty willing to go ‘gut diving’ as they call it. Some even ask ponies to eat them.” Lindsey says.

‘Now I’m thinking that I might be the only sane person here.’ She thought to herself as she honestly didn’t know how being eaten alive was considered fun or relaxing. “Again, hard to ask when the tiny is already in her stomach.” She repeated herself. “Probably the ones asking to be eaten might be heard, but other then that, Rainbow would be too busy tasting the tiny to even ask if they want to be eaten.”

“Like I said, have her ask first. Like this.” Lindsey turns to a tiny human walking nearby. “Hey, would you mind if I ate you?” The tiny stops, looks at her for a good thirty seconds, before shaking her head and walking away at a slightly faster pace. Lindsey turns back to Stacy. “See. That simple. Plus it’s much more courteous than most ponies.”

“And you think ‘The Gulper’ can do that?” Stacy raised a brow at that. “It’s kinda obvious why she was even given that name.”

“Aren’t you the one trying to teach ‘The Gulper’ to not gulp at all?” Lindsey points out. “Just have her practice, besides, some people, or ponies, can’t just go ‘cold turkey’ and be fine. For the ponies, tinies like you, and well, like I used to be, are an addictive substance.”

“I’m not making her go on a no-tiny life. I just wanted her to at least try a week without eating a tiny… the longest she lasted was three hours.” Stacy plainly said. She glanced away as she thought that this plan might be just impossible.

Lindsey raises an eyebrow. “I’m pretty sure you had said that ‘You won’t be eating tinies from here on out,’ sounds like a no tiny life to me. Not that I have a problem with trying to get ponies to stop eating tinies, but I’m pretty sure it’s not gonna happen.” Lindsey says before blushing and mumbling to herself. “Even I eat a tiny or two occasionally.”

Stacy took a small inhale of the air, trying to calm herself as she could feel her eye twitch a little. One of the not-so-great personalities was that she hated being proven wrong. But now she felt more as if she was trapped in a corner, and having the choice of just giving in, or putting up a fight. And even if she just wanted to give in, her more ‘daring’ side was the one to respond, not even caring about the outcome. “Of course you would say that. You don’t have to care about that anymore since no one can’t eat you anymore.” She crossed her arms, her throat feeling a little tight. “And I know that this dumb world was living perfectly normal before this freaking Vanishing thing happened, and to make it worse, now we’re pretty much at the bottom of the food chain. But I bet you don’t care about that either since you so lucky.” She rolled her eyes a little. “You’re pretty much living the life that every human in this world wants: to be big enough to not be eaten, to be the most well known, to be rich, and to not have to worry about anything and just live the free life while the rest of us are scared out of our wits, lost, hungry, or most likely being illegally bought like some type of drug.” She finally finish as she breathed in, the small breath making her tear up a little. “Just forget it, I’m… I’m done trying to act as if everything’s okay… but it’s not… I’m not.” She closed her eyes as she looked away, upset that she would just break like that, and more so on why she did that… just for a simple dispute over how to make Rainbow a better pony.

“Don't’ care? … Don’t care!?” Lindsey’s voice raises angrily. She reaches out and picks Stacy up, though angry still making sure to be careful. She had of her index finger on Stacy’s back while the her thumb is on her abdomen. Then she raised the tiny woman to eye level. “I’ll have you know that I’ve been here for months, and it was only a few weeks ago that I was still as tiny as everyone else. You want to know how I got this big?! Some prissy, rich unicorn was having a bad day with a cold and decided to take it out on me! He was just about to eat me, when he sneezed setting off the unicorn cold wild magic that pulled the spell out of me and into himself! I know I’m lucky that happened, but out of all the ponies who attempted to eat me he was the most frightening! I really thought he intended to harm me rather than just the normal!” She thunders, glaring at Stacy. She stops for a moment, deciding to see if she may have went too far. After all, being yelled at by a giant is generally a very scary predicament.

Well, the obvious reactions would to either stare back in fear, try to kick and squirm out of the gentle (yet strong) grip, or to probably look away with more tears in their eyes. Stacy did none of those things. “Oh, big deal. At least in your scary situation, you got something good out of it. Before I even got sent to this hellhole of a planet, I had my own dreams and ambitions. I wanted to be a snowboarder, but just because of one slip up, now I can’t use my legs. I tried writing stories for a living, and now I’m sent to this dumb planet that only has keyboards for giant ponies and not only that, but now I have no wheelchair and can only rely on one pony. And now that I’m trying to help the said pony to become better, obviously someone who knows so much more doesn’t even think that what I’m doing will change anything. If my whole life is just going to be a painful fall down the hill, I just hope that I’ll soon reach the bottom. I...” She stopped as she began to tear up. “I… I just want my old life back. But I know that wouldn’t even happen if I was as lucky as you are.” She wiped her eyes a little, only for more tears to come as she felt just terrible inside.

Carefully Lindsey shifts Stacy so that she’s more or less lying across her fingers and brings her into as much of a hug as she can. “I know, all of us want our old lives back.”

“... I know you wouldn’t.” She mumbled as she only rested her head on the large girl’s chest, blushing red as she couldn’t help but feel how soft it was.

“You sure about that?” Lindsey asks. “I know I’m big enough not to be eaten by ponies, which is obviously a benefit, but how do you think I feel around tinies?”

“Probably like a god.” She quickly answered as she knew that how she would feel like if she was in her shoes.

“Nope.” Lindsey replies. “I feel like a big, huge clutz. Just think of what destruction would happen if I decided to go visit any of my tiny friends in a village. Just walking to the edge might create earthquakes for them, and getting to their house. Forget it, I’d probably leave half the village homeless by accident.”

“Have you ever thought of asking them to see you instead? Like, maybe at the edge of the village, far enough to not make damage or scare people?” She asked as she thought there was a simple solution to that.

“I have.” Lindsey replies. “But after the change, well… The difference between a pony and myself is just that I’m human. How do you imagine a tiny reacting to a giant human?”

“Well I already saw with that little kid seeing you. He seemed more than happy to see a giant human.”

“After I told him about Twilight’s research, yeah. I bet even you were a little excited about the possibility of being normal. Before that though, he was just as scared of me as he was any of the ponies, maybe even more so.” Lindsey says.

Stacy stayed quiet for a moment, before she finally spoke. “I wasn’t scared...” She mumbled.

“Oh, what were you then?” Lindsey asks. “You did look at me rather funny.”

Stacy was now completely silent as she really didn’t want to say how she felt like when she first saw her. But it seemed her mouth wouldn’t comply for long. “I, uhm… I was...” She mumbled the last part too low for her to hear.

“Hmm?” Lindsey asks in a hum. ‘That must’ve felt weird too her.’ She thinks to herself.

Stacy blushed once again before she finally spoke out. “I… I was jealous, okay?” She looked down from Lindsey as she didn’t want to see the look on her face.

Lindsey giggles. “I would be too, if our roles were reversed. No doubt, besides being scared, most tinies are.”

“I… I guess it would make sense if others were jealous. But I guess I’m just always jealous about everyone.” She said out loud as she glanced at her limp legs before looking away. “Honestly, no one knows how lucky they are compared to me.”

“You make it sound like you’re the only one.” Lindsey replies. “There are other people in Equestria that are disabled in one way or another. There are even ponies that are as well. You aren’t alone.”

“Yeah, but it looks more like I’m the only one in this town. I haven’t seen a single human who was disabled like me, and I know it will be awhile for it to ever happens.” She responded. “And I should know since ‘The Gulper’ had a mission to eat every tiny at least once.”

“Look, appearing in Equestria is completely random and even in just the little area of Ponyville, there’s no way that Rainbow Dash could eat everyone that had ever appeared.” Lindsey says. “More than likely, any disabled humans stay in villages, or are being kept safe by ponies just like you are. How long have you been with Rainbow Dash and has she swallowed you during that time?”

“I… never really looked at the days. Maybe a month in a half.” She answered the first question. “And I guess she hasn’t. I mean, she sometimes keeps me in her mouth when she’s flying, but that’s pretty much when I actually let her.”

“See, she’s already improving. She’s taking care of you and being careful.” Lindsey points out.

“It’s only cause she has to. I can’t move on my own, and whoever finds me has to be the one to take care of me… even though I am definitely an adult.” She rolled her eyes. “I mean, who seriously makes these rules?”

“I don’t remember that rule. Ponies generally chose whether or not to take care of someone. Often times, it’s when a tiny first appears, but there really isn’t a law about it.” Lindsey says.

Rainbow Dash speaks up. “Yeah, you really think I’m only helping you because I ‘have to’ and not because I want too.”

“Well I can see how much you ‘want’ my help in making you a better pony.” She mumbled as she decided on not saying that too loudly.

“Making me a better pony doesn’t mean I can’t eat tinies.” Rainbow Dash says. “Come on, trying to hide what you’re saying by whispering. Pony ears are pretty powerful, I can hear you breathing.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Ponies are better than humans, or whatever.” Stacy waved her hand away as she didn’t bother staying quiet this time, now remembering how she couldn’t even whisper without her hearing. “And not eating tinies entirely would make you more likable in many ways than one. I just thought that doing one big change will make this go by faster.”

“I know it would, many tinies would love to have a pony that doesn’t eat them, but, I do like eating them. I made the record of most tinies at one time even.” Dash says. “Besides, that’s a big change, it isn’t just gonna happen over night.”

“Yet the start of eating tinies didn’t take a day for that to happen.” She rolled her eyes as she knew that she could, but she just didn’t want to.

Rainbow Dash looks down dejectedly. “I know, I accidentally swallowed a tiny trying to save them from falling to their death, and they were so tasty, and it felt so nice I couldn’t control myself, but I’ve gotten better.” She says looking back up. “I haven’t swallowed you once after all.”

“I know… but I don’t like it that it’s just me.” She said, rubbing her hands a little as she felt she wasn’t eating her just because she was disabled. All the other people in Ponyville aren’t, so why is she just not eating her as well. She knew she would be a easy target. She knew that if Rainbow didn’t really care, she would always be in her stomach. But it wasn’t like she wanted to be eaten or anything.

“I don’t eat you because I don’t want to hurt you, now if you want to, I could, I’d just have to find a way to make sure you don’t get hurt. What you don’t know, is that when I eat a tiny, I don’t just ignore them and let them ‘stew’ in there until I let them out. I get to know them, just like many ponies who eat tinies. We call it Tummy talk.” Rainbow Dash says.

“Why would I want to be in someone’s stomach?” She simply asked. “Is there any real reason as to why ponies eat people? I mean, we’re talking right now without you eating me. And it’s not like there's no more strawberry flavored ice cream since you said that’s what I taste like. You could honestly get a cold tub and still get the same taste. Sure, that kid that Twilight is keeping an eye on makes sense since he has the full spell, but what about everyone else? Honestly, I see no purpose in all of this eating people alive.”

Dash sits on her flank and raises her front hooves, and slowly turns her hooves around each other. “It’s kinda hard to explain. From what I know about the spell it makes you tinies taste like different foods and that it makes you feel good while you’re in there. There are other things though. Some ponies like the closeness, it’s hard to get much closer than inside some pony. Others feel that they’re keeping tinies safe inside them, which is technically the safest place for you guys in Equestria. I would say try it, but, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“But I still don’t understand it. You have plenty of real food to eat, some humans and ponies can be close without being eaten alive, and I would think someone else’s stomach is the least safest place to be. From what I remember online, you’re just in a gross sack of muscle, acid, and slowly melting food with whatever stench is in there. It’s like a sewer with food and acid instead of trash and dirty water. And who’s to say that you might forget they're there and you start eating and drinking without knowing that you're probably drowning or crushing them with whatever gunk of food you're eating.” She glanced away when she finished. “Honestly, this place is making people act more like idiots by the day.”

“The spell is the reason.” Dash replies. “If you weren’t safe in there, we wouldn’t do this, but since you are, we do. As I said, the spell causes you to taste great, and produce an oddly good feeling while you are in there. It also protects you from the acid, and all that. In fact, I could bite you, and while it would hurt a bit, you wouldn’t be crushed or bleeding or anything.”

“Well obviously you would say that people taste good. But all of this has no purpose as to why. Is it just that you ponies can’t get enough and just do it cause we ‘taste good’? That’s seems like a really dumb reason. So unless whoever even started all this and actually used the full spell on everyone, it would be total chaos and war against the fight just to get tinies.” She looked away again as she even shivered at the imagination. “We would really be treated like nothing but property...”

“But I said why. Yes, part of it is the taste and feeling, but we also like the feeling that we’re keeping tinies safe or the closeness I mentioned. If it isn’t enough hearing it from me, you should talk to some of the ponies who’ve adopted tinies. Derpy adopted a tiny and tends to keep him in her stomach, she says it feels like she’s giving him a really loose hug. Big mac adopted a tiny and he didn’t want to eat her, but she wanted to because she thought of it as a great big hug.” Dash says trying to explain.

“But it still doesn't make sense. If anyone wants a big hug from a pony, why not just get a regular hug with no eating. I mean, you said that humans can't get hurt by ponies, so a simple hug wouldn't hurt them. Seriously, doesn't anyone think about doing things the logical way then just doing what everyone else does. I mean, if Celestia says that they can live over jumping off a cliff, then I'm sure every tiny would do just that to see if her statement is true.” She rolled her eyes. “To be honest, it sounds more like the means of how ponies and some weird vore-loving humans would like. I seriously think I'm the only one who thinks this is all completely pointless.”

“...Vore?" Dash asks, tilting her head curiously before shaking it and replying. "...Never mind, but it’s not like that, just doing something because somepony says we can, I mean there’s something different about it. Derpy says when she’s got her tiny boy inside her stomach, it’s almost like she’s, well, pregnant with him. They’re connected, there’s no secrets, and just the normal actions of her body makes him comfortable. I-I don’t know… It’s hard to explain, I’d have to demonstrate it, but I don’t want to hurt you and you don’t want to be eaten so… I guess, just ask another tiny who doesn’t mind or even enjoys it. There are plenty of tinies like you who don’t, though. If you really want, I could take you to a village and you could stay with them...” Dash finishes, wincing a bit at her offer, thinking she might lose a friend.

“Are you telling me to go to a village just cause I don't understand what so great about being eaten alive? Is this just some way I could be out of your hair and you could go back to eating tinies without a care in the world?” She glared at the mare as she had a feeling that's what she was aiming for.

Dash winces. “No, i-it just sounds like you’d feel better around other tinies, rather than some big tiny eating monster like me.”

“So what? You're just assuming things now. I just said I don't understand it and don't want to try it myself. Unless you feel you're going to eat me someday, then I have no reason to even think of going to that village.” She crossed her arms.

“But you just said that the only thing keeping me from eating tinies was you. It’s kinda true, but you make it sounds like I don’t care…” Dash mumbles.

“Well I don’t see you really trying every time we try at least one day without tinies.” She replied as she closed her eyes.

Dash looks down with a sad face. “Just because I eat tinies all the time, doesn’t mean I don’t care…”

Stacy only raised a brow when her eyes were opened. “Really? I don’t recall you asking timmy if he wanted to be eaten.”

“I know, but I didn’t hurt him.” She says defensively. “I’d never hurt a tiny.” Dash says, in a way that almost sounds like it’s directed towards herself.

Stacy didn’t bother pressing on as she felt she might be going a bit overboard on shooting her down. “Fine… I guess some ponies could be worse. At least your not buying kids from those tiny dealers.”

Dash’s mood seems to lighten a bit. Lindsey on the other hand, her mood seems to darken. “Oooh, those tiny hunters. If I could get my hands on them!”

“I’m sure some ponies are already on that.” She quickly said as she was a little scared that the giant girl might tighten her grip on her.

Lindsey calmed down, remembering that there happened to be a tiny in her hand. “S-sorry about that, I just get real worked up whenever I hear about them. For whatever reason, their operations are really intense in Canterlot. You were lucky to end up here in Ponyville, in Canterlot I had to be very careful, and I didn’t dare go out at night. The one time I did, I almost got taken.”

“Seriously? I thought it was only about kids since it’s kinda illegal to eat a kid tiny person.” She couldn’t help but blush when she said the last part, not even sure how to exactly describe a young tiny.

“Oh no, they’re after any tinies, kids just happen to be the particular favorite.” Lindsey replies. “They especially prefer newly arrived tinies, as no one knows they’re there. Be glad that you were found by Dash and not one of them. They’re mean, and who knows what their clients are like.”

“I can only imagine.” She mumbled as she rubbed one of her arms.

Lindsey shakes her head. “I wouldn’t even attempt that, but enough about tiny snatchers. What do you two say to having some fun after we take Timmy back to his village? Maybe get some ice cream or something. My treat.” She says trying to brighten the mood.

From her belt pouch, Timmy can be heard. “Ice cream! Ahh, but I wanna come too!”

“I don’t know. I’m still trying to get used to this new world… and I really don’t want ponies looking at me hungrily.” She mumbled the last part as she was honestly a little scared. The only time she goes out is when Rainbow takes her with her, but it’s not a lot since the mare is either sleeping, working, or trying to not be ‘The Gulper’ anymore.

“Oh come on, even when I was tiny, ponies didn’t always look at me hungrily. Plenty of ponies are friendly. Besides, you’re with the one pony in Ponyville that was practically guaranteed to eat you if she saw you.” Lindsey replies.

“There can be more than one pony like RD...” She mumbled again. “Like, some rich upper class that might think that they have the right to… Like Blueblood.” She couldn’t help but smile when she said that.

“Actually, from what I heard, Blueblood was one of the least likely ponies to eat a tiny. To think, the one time he tries, he ends up being eaten. I almost feel bad, only reason he even attempted was because he was having a bad day.” Lindsey giggles. “Still scared me half to death, but, I guess it did turn out well for me.”

“But not for him. I wonder what he’s doing now anyways.” Stacy couldn’t help but wonder since the small summary that Lindsey told was that the magic on her transported to Blueblood, making him tiny and tasty as she could assume.

“His Aunt, Princess Celestia is keeping him. Making sure he stays out of trouble.” Lindsey says, starting to giggle again. “Right now, he’s probably complaining about being stuck in a pile of chewed cake.”

“But should they, ya know, study him from there as well? Maybe see what type of magic he used to transfer it into him in the first place? At least, that what I would do if I was in her place.” She asked. “Heck, even bring him to Twilight and see if her big brain can figure something out.”

“Remember when I said he had a cold?” Lindsey asks. “See, when a unicorn gets a cold, which is very rare, they lose control of their magic. So then, every time they sneeze a random wild magic effect happens. Wild magic, unlike their normal magic, doesn’t leave a trace, and whatever effects it has are permanent except if more wild magic changes it. In this case there really isn’t anything they can do for Blueblood except find a way to remove the spell from other tinies as well.”

“Well, if he could cast a spell like that, there’s bound to actually be a spell that can transfer others into themselves. He can’t just make up a spell that does that… can he?” Stacy said. “And if there is, perhaps they can use it on a different type of life form. Just imagine having transferred magic into a flower or something and it’ll taste like something else. If that does actually work, then maybe he just found a way to undo the tiny problem.” She smiled a little at the thought of at least being bigger than tiny and helpless.

“Remember when I said it was wild magic? He didn’t cast the spell himself, it just sort of happened. Besides, if Blueblood did know, he probably wouldn’t share it.”

Her smile vanished as she was now a little upset and pissed off. “Wow. Thanks for ruining the small amount of hope I have. I really appreciate it.” She said in a sarcastic tone. “Is just bringing down hope and joy your other job then showing off how lucky you are in the magazines?”

Lindsey rolls her eyes. “Just didn’t want you to be disappointed when that didn’t turn out. Also, I’m really not in any pony magazines. Now, do you want to go have some fun or not?”

“False hope is better than no hope.” Stacy simply said. “And fine, it’s not like I can run off from this… literally.”

“I wouldn’t say that, you still have a choice. Not like I’m forcing you to come with me.” Lindsey replies, before turning to her belt pouch. “Timmy, you’ll have to ask your parents permission if you want to come with.”

Timmy can be heard again. “Aww!”

“I already said okay. Unless you want me to change my mind.” Stacky said as she couldn’t help but look up at her.

“Well, alright then. Let’s go.” Lindsey says with a smile, before stopping. “Should Dash carry you or should I?”

“It doesn’t really matter to me.” Stacy mumbled as she really didn’t have any preference on who would carry her.

Lindsey let’s out a bit of a frustrated breath. “Okay, so if I were to carry you, where would you want to be placed?”

“I don’t know. Where would you place a tiny?” She asked. “I’ve never been carried by a giant human so I wouldn’t know where.” She said the last part with a bit of sarcasm.

“Well there’s my belt pouch. Um, I’m sure we could think of other places.” Lindsey says. “I don’t know, how does Dash usually carry you?”

“Walking, in her mane, when she’s flying, in her mouth.” Stacy said. “Sadly she prefers flying then walking most of the time.” She rolled her eyes as she hated every time she needed to fly.

“What, flying is faster.” Dash says defensively.

“Okay, so not in my mouth, got it.” Lindsey says before looking down at herself. “Well, where do you think you’d be most comfortable?” Lindsey asks, trying to think of places that would allow Stacy to be comfortable not hurt her.

“Do you have maybe a chest pocket?” She asked as she tried to look for herself if she had any.

“No. My pants have pockets, but I don’t think you’d like it in those. Um…” Lindsey said, continuing her search. At the moment she is wearing a t-shirt and a pair of jeans with a belt that has a few pouches on it, one for bits and one for any small items she might take interest in, she also sometimes used it to transport tinies, but isn’t too sure how well Stacy would take it considering her handicap. “Well maybe… No. Well how about… Um, well I guess I could put you in the pouch, but at the same time I don’t want to bounce you around. I don’t know, can you think of anywhere? If our roles were reversed where would you put me?”

“I don’t know. I wouldn’t imagine myself carrying a tiny human on me… no less one that can’t really use their legs.” She mumbled the last part to herself. “How would you carry a caged pet then?”

“In a portable cage. In my hand, but that isn’t the point, and that’s definitely not how you should view yourself. So, like I said, say our roles were reversed. Let’s say you are the only human normal sized in Equestria. So, you’re wheeling around Ponyville and you stumble across a tiny me. We chat, and you want to go hang out with me. Where do you put me to keep me safe during our trip?” Lindsey asks.

“Well… I would most likely put them on my lap, since I’m in a wheelchair. But… you don’t really need a wheelchair.” She rubbed her arm as she looked away.

“Well, I can’t exactly put you on my lap, considering I’m standing up.” Lindsey replies. “But you’ve obviously got a place on your mind. Go ahead and tell me.”

“That’s it. I can’t think of anywhere else except my lap. Maybe on my shoulder, but I don’t think it’s safe for me.”

“Well, um, hmm. Think you would be okay in the pouch with Timmy? Or should we start thinking of other places that are used as pockets?” Lindsey asks.

Stacy didn’t answer right away, but she let out a small sigh before she made her decision. “Just… just put me in the pouch, I guess.” She mumbled.

“Okay, just hold on to the stitching.” Lindsey says. She opens the pouch and carefully lowers Stacy in. She positions the tiny girl in a hopefully comfortable way and closes the pouch. “I’ll try to make sure the pouch doesn’t bounce too much. Alright, next stop is your village Timmy, which one do you come from?”

“I’m from the one here in Ponyville. I was playing hide and seek with my friends before I got caught by a pony instead.” Timmy explained, poking his head out as he used his arm to open the flap again.

“Alright then. Dash you lead the way.” Lindsey says. Dash nods and starts off toward a corner of town.

They make it to the village, and Lindsey carefully sets Timmy on the ground. “Alright, we’ll wait a bit, so you can ask for permission to come with. I’ll give you three minutes and after that we’ll take off.” Lindsey tells the boy.

“Okay!” Timmy smiled before he went into the house, the door being unlocked as their was no locks for tiny houses since, well, other then just tinies living in it, ponies haven’t made a small enough lock for the doors. It took some time, but Timmy soon came back out, a look showing that he didn’t exactly get what he wanted. “Sorry...” He mumbled. “I’m grounded from staying outside for too long.” He looked down as he was rather upset that he couldn’t go and get ice cream.

“Well, if you want, I’ll speak to your parents. Tell them what happened, why you were out so late.” Lindsey suggests.

Rainbow Dash starts to back away. “Uh, well, I better-”

“You’ll stay right here Dash. You have to apologize to his parents for scaring them.” Lindsey says imperatively. “I’m sure Stacy agrees with me on this.”

“N-no. It’s okay. It’s not like they don’t believe me. I guess they just got worried when I said I got caught by the Gulper.” He said. “And it’s not forever. Just for this weekend. I’ll get ice cream another time.” He smiled a little.

“Oh, okay. Well then I’ll come by when you’re not grounded and we’ll get some ice cream. How’s that sound?” Lindsey suggests.

Timmy smiles even wider. “Yay!” He shouts before heading back home to his worried parents.

Lindsey stands back up and the now slightly smaller heads off to have some fun in Ponyville. “So, where should we go?” Lindsey asks. Stacy stayed quiet as she wasn’t sure what type of ‘fun’ she could have without being eaten or something.

“Well, Sugarcube Corner has some great pastries, or we could stop by Sweet Apple Acres.” Rainbow Dash says.

“Hmm, Sugarcube Corner it is.” Lindsey says. The group heads over to the Gingerbread house shaped bakery.

They pick a table and sit down, Lindsey pulls Stacy out of the pouch at carefully places her on the table. “Alright. So what should we get?”

“Well, I know one pony who could give us some suggestions.” Dash says.

“Are you talking about me!?” A random pink pony by the name of Pinkie Pie was now sitting right between the mare and human. She gasped as she looked at Lindsey. “Wowie, you’re a super big tiny! Or maybe everytiny else is small and you're normal. That would be super if tinies were as big as you, then I could throw super big parties. Hey! Do you still taste like a tiny?” Without warning, Pinkie took Lindsey’s arm and nearly covered it in her own saliva when she licked it. “Nope, you taste like a normal pony to me. But you're not a pony, you're a really big tiny. Or are you!” She said before taking out a magnifying glass and looking at Lindsey through it in every angle.

“Um, what are you doing?” Lindsey asks, all too confused and staring at the strange pony. With the pony’s strange behavior she hopes that the pony doesn’t notice Stacy.

“I’m seeing if maybe your just a pony in disguise, maybe pulling a prank on everypony. If you are, I wanna know who it is and maybe if I could get a giant tiny costume from you.” Pinkie smiled as she glanced up at Lindsey before going back to seeing if maybe a zipper is somewhere on her back.

“Well, I can tell you, I’m human. I was a tiny before a certain circumstance made me big again.” Lindsey says, hoping Pinkie would stop. “Say, Pinkie, I heard a strange rumor about you. Is it true that you have a village or city of tinies in your stomach?”

“What? Of course not silly. If I did, then there would be no use to the tiny village in Ponyville. You should be asking Dashie that since she could store over a hundred tinies in her stomach!” Pinkie said. “And if they wanna have fun, they can visit Discord’s theme park stomach so they can have tons of fun, but I’m not saying my belly wouldn’t be fun. I mean, I would try and put slides and swings and maybe party stuff that way they can have a ‘Welcome to My Belly’ party, but all those things might get turned into tummy juice. And I think a tummy juice cake wouldn’t be good to eat.”

“Speaking of good to eat. What do you think we should get?” Lindsey asks. “Dash was saying you’re the expert when it comes to pastries. Also, anything on the menu for tinies as well?”

“Hmm...” She placed a hoof to her chin in thought. “Well, I may be good at making pastries, but I don’t think I have enough power to say what you would like. But, the treat of the day is muffins. It’s a buy two, get one free deal that we have for this week. Next week is pie!” Pinkie grinned. “As for tiny treats, we have some Mini Muffins, Puny Pies, and Itty Bitty Biscuits. Those are just a few, but you can check on the menu on the tiny treats section.” She opened a menu and flipped it open to one section that was dedicated to tinies. “Also, Sugar Cube Corner is a No-Tiny Eating store, so don’t try and eat the Cake’s customers. Even you Dashie.” Pinkie looked at her with a all-knowing grin.

“Okay, well, we’ll go with a couple of cupcakes then and a tiny cupcake for our tiny friend.” Lindsey says.

“Oooh, you have a tiny friend with you?” Pinkie said as she was quick to look down at the floor in case the tiny was scared enough to try and run away.

“Uh, she’s right here actually.” Lindsey says, pointing to Stacy who is placed so that a stack of napkins acts as a back rest.

“Woah, that’s so cool how you made it as if she’s sitting down.” Pinkie said as she was getting a little too close for comfort on Stacy’s side.

“Back off her a bit Pinkie Pie.” Dash says. “She’s only really used to me and Lindsey right now, It’s kinda my fault she hasn’t had much more experience around other ponies.”

“Oh, whoops. Sorry, miss tiny. Didn’t know you were still new around here. Here, have a cupcake, on me!” She giggled as she took a tiny cupcake from her mane and gently placed it down close to her. “I wasn’t sure if you liked vanilla or chocolate, so I did both. It’s what you tinies call a marble cupcake, which is kinda silly since marbles taste nothing like cupcakes.” She giggled again as she thought about a literal marble cupcake.

“Uh, thanks?” Stacy said with uncertainty as she was able to grab the small cupcake and start eating it. Immediately she was greeted with a burst of chocolate and vanilla flavor while the icing was just how she liked it. Now, she pretty much ignored the world as she was enjoying her free cupcake.

“Do you still want me to make a cupcake for her?” Pinkie asked as she kinda ruined the order by giving the tiny a cupcake already.

“Sure.” Lindsey says. “Considering who she’s been living with since she got here, she probably needs it.” She adds giggling.

“Hey, she and I are great friends!” Dash yells defensively. “Isn’t that right Stacy?” Stacy didn’t answer as she was still preoccupied with the cupcake she was given, it being a little bigger than a regular cupcake.

“Okie doki loki, I’ll have your order’s ready in fifteen minutes.” Pinkie said before she put the little notepad she was using to write down their orders in her mane before she bounced off to the kitchen, probably off to make their orders hot and ready.

Lindsey looks down at Stacy. “Enjoying your cupcake?” She giggles. “Looks like hanging out wasn’t to bad for you after all.”

“Hey. It’s been awhile since I had something sweet. I bet you don’t know that feeling.” She turned away with her cupcake in hand as she also hid the small embarrassed blush on her cheeks.

“Oh no, I do know what it’s like.” Lindsey replies. “Seems you have something against me Stacy. What is it? My size, or is it,” She folds her arms and leans forward, putting emphasis on a couple particular assets, “my size.” She says, giggling and finishes by sticking out her tongue.

The second guess of reasonings almost made Stacy’s cheeks turn noticeably red. She turned her head away as she didn’t want to be caught looking at them, even though they were pretty much presented to her. “Sh-shut up. I don’t care about your size.” She said as the blush never faded.

“Just joking.” Lindsey giggled, before leaning over the table, no longer showing off her ‘assets’ and getting close to eye level with Stacy. “So what is your beef with me really?”

“I said it’s nothing. Can’t it just be a bad day and that’s that?” She said as she now had her arms crossed and the cupcake placed next to her.

“Not if you’re going to keep making those judgments, as if I haven’t had to go through a tough time or anything.” Lindsey says, with a little bit of a huff. “So what is it?”

“It is nothing.” She said, now getting a little ticked off that she wouldn’t just let it go already.

“No it isn’t. It’s definitely something, considering your low opinion of me.” Lindsey says, starting to get mad herself. “So what did I do to you, huh? Did I crush your family or something?”

“Nothing. But you’re starting to bug me though...” Stacy mumbled as she stayed looking away, not showing what most tinies would fear over an angry giant of any type.

“I’m starting to bug you, huh. What about your constant judgements on my supposedly ‘oh so perfect’ life according to you? Well, I have news for you, it isn’t. So what is it, what about me has you so pent up?!” Lindsey says through clenched teeth. Her anger even starting to scare Dash a bit.

“Cause I used to be like you, okay!?” She finally shouted, The blush long gone as she felt her throat began to dry, but she pressed on. “I used to get all the attention, all the praise while also those who hated me. And I loved it. I loved it as much as snowboarding, which was the reason why people loved me. Cause I was better than any male snowboarder, that I could be just as good even though I was a girl.” She glanced away for a moment. “But unlike you, just when I thought I was the best, everything was taken away from me just cause I wanted to push harder.” She began to tear up a little, her vision going blurry. “Just that one mistake, and I was soon forgotten. No one knew me, or never wanted to know me. I didn’t ever see my family cause I didn’t want to see their disappointed looks. And I never tried anything else cause I thought maybe that would be stripped away from me too. And I was right.” She wiped the small tears from her eyes. “Just when I thought writing would be my new passion, this all happened. I was once again stripped from something I enjoyed and now I don’t even know what to do anymore. I can’t do anything like this. And… and just seeing you like this, seeing how happy and giggly you were, it just reminded me of a old part of me that is long gone. I’m jealous. I hated that I just had to meet the person who now has this golden opportunity. And even she is going on with what I do and how I’m doing it wrong. I just thought that if I didn’t care to like it, maybe it wouldn’t be stripped away from me again.”

Lindsey sighs and picks up Stacy, bringing her in for another hug. “I see. Now I’m not sure about all of it, like getting attention and praise like crazy, because I never really got that. I’m just a girl from a small town who tried to get into the modeling business because I thought it would be fun or something like that, but I understand how you feel like nothing ever goes right. I felt that way when I got here too, the first time I got eaten, and plenty of other times. Even now, as a normal sized human, everything still seems to go wrong. The friends I had here that were tiny, fear me now, and the ones that are brave enough to come near me only do it because they're perverts and want to look up my skirt or dress.” She says. “So, what’s this golden opportunity you think I have?”

Stacy didn’t say anything for a moment, lightly holding onto a small part of the large girl’s shirt. She took a deep breath before she finally answered. “To live a normal life.” She looked down from where Lindsey’s head was. “You get to live in a normal house, where you can do whatever you want. You could go outside and don’t have to worry if you’re going to get eaten. And since you’re a model, you probably get to wear tons of clothes and don’t have to wait weeks since your clothes are bigger and they don’t need to adjust anything. And heck, you were called on by the rulers of this place and even this Twilight girl here. And since you’re staying here, you could buy a normal house, with normal size furniture and decorations. I’ve seen the tiny village, and it just reminds me on how black’s used to live before they were considered equal. And that’s what tinies call a small safe zone?” She sighed as she rested her head against Lindsey. “I… I just hate how humans are mostly seen as living snacks. No one even respects us. They pop us like pills, sell us off like drugs, and toy with us as if we’re mindless pets.” She began to tear up. “And I just want to change it… but no one believes it will ever change.”

Lindsey sighs. “Look, it’s not that bad. The majority of ponies don’t just think of tinies as little snacks. Many of them prefer to get to know tinies like you or like when I was, to form friendships and relationships. Heck, oddly enough there are even ponies and tinies who have deeper, loving relationships, and then there’s the ponies that adopt tiny orphans who practically swear that the child is actually their own biologically. Even more, it’s actually illegal to buy and sell tinies, there are rules and laws after all, and they definitely don’t treat us like mindless pets. Has Dash treated you as if you were a fish? Does she treat you without regard for your feelings or physical shortcomings? Does she swallow you whenever she feels like it? It doesn’t look like it, because if she did I doubt she’d have taken any of that mane pulling you were doing earlier or that I would even have seen you. As for my ‘normal’ sized stuff, I have to wait for any and all of it, turns out they don’t have furniture or clothes sized for me either. However, you really haven’t seen much of the villages. After all, it is easier to make ‘toy’ sized furniture and clothes than the jumbo sized stuff I need, and I also might need to have a house built considering the ones currently up are sized for ponies.” Lindsey explains. “Now I am not trying to sound mean, but I really think you need more experience in this before you start making judgements.”

“I’d rather not.” She mumbled. “You say a majority of ponies don’t think that way, but there’s still some that do. And I’m not taking any chances since I might bump into someone like that.”

“As I said the majority doesn’t think that way. Actually, as far as I know, the only ones that think about tinies like you say are the tiny snatchers and their clients, and they’re only in the big cities like Manehatten and Canterlot.” Lindsey explains. “Around here, in a small town like this, I don’t think you’d really need to worry too much.”

“Yeah, I haven’t heard of any snatchers around here.” Dash speaks up. “In fact the biggest menace in town is me, so…” Dash says rather guiltily.

“And you think a peaceful town like this isn't an easy target for getting tinies?” She crossed her arms as she raised her brow.

“Actually it isn’t. It’s smaller and the tinies are easier to keep track of, we’d know if any have gone missing, and plenty of pegasi like me fly around keeping track.” Dash says.

“Oh, sure. As if they noticed that a tiny is missing when the Gulper is still on the loose. And how long do you keep them, was it a week a remember? And those whole seven days, no one decided to find them?” She still had her brow raised as she had a feeling that if anyone noticed a tiny missing, it was unlikely that Rainbow would keep a tiny in her stomach for a week without anyone noticing.

“Hey, that week was only for the record!” Dash exclaims defensively. “Most of the time it’s maybe an hour or so, tops.” She crosses her forelegs and glares at Stacy.

“And I’m guessing you want to break that record too, huh?” She crossed her arms as well as she looked away. “Bet if you never agreed on me helping you, I would probably be in your stomach for a month.”

Dash continues to glare at Stacy. “Keep pushing it and I just might!”

“So you’re saying that if I put you in a bad mood, you’re going to eat me as if I’m nothing? Is that it?” She looked back up at Rainbow with now fear in her eyes. “Is that your golden opportunity since you would have a reason for eating a tiny who can’t even run?”

“No! I’m saying I’m getting tired of your attitude!” Dash continues angrily. “You keep going on about how horrible everything is, or how horrible everyone is as long as they’re bigger than you are! You don’t even take the time to get to know them before you start saying they’re just gonna treat you like garbage!” She continues to glare, and let’s out an angry snort.

“People are tired of everything, but just saying it won’t make it go away.” She looked away once more. “And other people have different points of view as well. You might think it’s super amazing to eat tinies wherever you go, but apparently you think that my views are bad. Well, if you remembered, I didn’t have a good life, so I won’t have good things to say since apparently my life is just a joke. Everyone thinks they’re right, everything I say and do is wrong, so maybe I should just go since it seems that other people can do things better than me.” She rambled on a little as she couldn’t help but tear up a little, but she didn’t notice.

“None of that has to do with what I’m talking about! What I’m talking about is how you seem to make the two of us out to be horrible beings out to make you miserable! From when you first met Lindsey, you’ve been assuming that her life has been ‘Oh so perfect’ and that nothing has ever gone wrong for her! Or me, oh how I’d love to know just what you imagine my life to have been like before you arrived and decided to make me go-” She looks to Lindsey. “Was it, cold turkey?” Lindsey nods in reply. “Cold turkey on tinies and even though I haven’t exactly kept to that rule, I tried! Heck, I wonder how you imagine all of Equestria, considering you’re only look at it has been from inside my cloud mansion, in my mane, or in my mouth! I bet to you, us ponies and Lindsey are all just gigantic tiny eating machines!”

Lindsey shudders. “Ew, I think I’m gonna hurl! You just made me remember Attack on Titan! Those little snippets online were enough to make me decide to never watch that anime!” She starts to look a little green, before she suddenly jumps up and heads to the Ladies room, or the mares room in this case.

“At least in the show you could actually fight back.” She grumbled as she honestly liked the anime. ‘Looks like I’ll never see season two now. Another thing I’ll miss now on earth.’ She thought to herself.

“That’s it, nothing about what I said?!” Dash exclaims. “And it’s not like anypony actually hurts tinies anyways.”

“Yes but they can scar them for life, make them fear the outside world and want to stay within the walls of their home. Just like the show.”

“You want to know how many tinies actually do that even after being eaten. Not many. A lot of them come back out of their homes, and out of the villages, often times they even talk to ponies that had eaten them before. I’ve had it happen with me even.” Dash replies, still a little angry. “And before you even say it, no, they didn’t end up in my stomach again.” She finishes with another angry snort.

“I wasn’t even going to ask that. Now you’re just assuming things about me as well. Hypocrite much?” Stacy said as she too let out a small huff in slight anger.

Dash just rolls her eyes. “Well, what about your assumptions? Think we like being thought of as horrid monsters or ‘miss perfects’?! Think we like it when you assume we’re just out to get tinies and make them miserable, huh?! Would you like it if I started acting the way you make me out to be?!” Dash continues, her anger swelling again.

“Fine then. If you don’t want to stay loyal to what I was trying to accomplish with you, then go ahead. Eat me then run off to eat other tinies since I know you’re just aching to have a human being squirm in your stomach. But you’ll be disappointed since I can only move my arms and waist a little.” She closed her eyes before she looked up at the mare. “Go ahead. Make your day and just eat me. I don’t even think Lindsey wouldn’t mind eating me too since I seem to just make everyone seem awful.” She then thought of something else to say. “In fact, why don’t I just say good things about everything! I love how humans get eaten alive. I like how all my trials on making you better are failing. And I just love that I can’t even run away or move without someone taking care of me like a baby. Isn’t the world just wonderful. Isn’t friendship just magical!”

Dash sat there glaring for a moment, when suddenly she seems to do a 180 flip and starts smiling. “Fine, that’s the way you want to be.” Dash picks Stacy up with a wing and canters out the door. She sets Stacy down on the ground, propped into a sitting position by the building. “You don’t want anyone to take care of you, you want to live in your miserable little world. Go ahead. I’ll even get the mood set up if you want, grab a nice raincloud for ya.” Just like that, Dash takes off, leaving Stacy there alone. Not too long after that, just as Dash said, it starts to rain, in just the area around Stacy, who is kept dry by Sugarcube Corner’s awning.

Stacy was silent the whole time, she didn’t really try to resist, or try to make the mare stop what she was doing. ‘So.’ She began. ‘This is what she has planned. Making me sit alone, with no one around, and a simple raincloud adding more effect to how miserable I look. Well, this isn’t going to work. If this is to make me feel bad or something, she’s going to have to try more than this.’ She crossed her arms as she leaned against the building. ‘It’s a nice day anyways. I was getting tired of the overdose of sugar in that store as well.’ She added as she moved her legs with her arms in a criss cross position as she felt the most comfortable like that. ‘And a rain cloud is nothing compared to living in the icy mountains.’ She couldn’t help but smirk as she thought of that.

Her mind kept on going back to her home on the mountaintop, thinking on her quiet, peaceful, and lonely times there. The smile was still on her face, but she felt her closed eyes began to water, thinking more on the lonely parts of her life. ‘This… is nothing. I don’t need anyone. I never needed anyone. No friends. No lovers. And no family that would drag me down.’ She thought as her hands gripped tight to her arms.

The door to Sugarcube corner opens and Lindsey walks out, she looks around the area for a moment. Something on her mind. ‘I wonder where they went?’

‘No friends. No family. No lover.’ Stacy kept repeating these words in her head, sometimes the words being placed in different orders. But after some time, the cold air coming from the raincloud around her was getting to her as she started getting chills, sometimes shivering as she began to rub her arms for warmth. ‘It makes no sense. I can’t move my legs, but I can feel them getting cold.’

Lindsey continues to look for a moment before heading off. ‘Their fight, well, our fight must have gotten out of hand. Dash must’ve taken her home or something.’ She slowly walks away from the store. ‘I wonder how they got along for all that time.’

The chill was now way too much as Stacy couldn’t help but let out a cute sneeze. ‘Damn. It’s just cold air. Why did I even sneeze?’ She thought as she couldn’t help but blush in embarrassment.

Eventually the rain stops, and the day continues. The ponies, not noticing her tiny form, continue on with their day as well. The sun sets, and there still is Stacy.

‘It's fine. I might be cold, but it's not like I've never been cold before.’ She thought as she sniffled, the cold wind making her sometimes sneeze and sniffle. ‘Sooner or later somepony might notice me. Or maybe Rainbow will come to her senses.’ She thought, watching the sun set and the moon rise.

However, the night is just as, if not even more lonely than the day, and unlike earth there were no street lights to light up the night, only the moon, the stars and silence permeates the area.

She was now shivering like a leaf as she only hugged herself for warmth, even bringing her legs close as she wrapped her arms around them and tightened the hold by putting her cold hands under her slightly warm pits. ‘I'm not going to give in! I am strong. And if I could last nearly a week in the icy mountains before someone found me, then I could do the same in a simple town like this!’ She gritted her teeth as she could feel them start to chatter on their own.

And a few minutes after she said that, she was asleep before she knew it.

However, her sleep becomes disturbed. The sound of hooves clopping and strange voices talking amongst themselves. “Really, we’re trying here?” One voice says.

“Yeah. Why not? Never hit this town before. Who knows, could find a tiny or two, make some bits back in Canterlot.” Another replies.

A third pipes in. “Quiet you dummies. Do you really want to wake up the town? Remember, no village raids, makes it obvious we were here.”

What the three voices were conversing about really made her wake up as she was starting to get a little nervous. She looked around to see if maybe she could hide behind something. There was nothing nearby to put over or in front of her to keep her hidden, but she did notice a small hole on the small stairs to the closed bakery just a few steps away. But there was one big problem: she couldn't even take one step like this. She was cold, hungry, and starting to feel weak and tired.

‘Come on Stacy. What are you thinking!? You've been through a whole lot of stuff and now you're thinking you can't make it to that hole.’ She lightly slapped her cheeks before she let go of her legs, leaning to where the hole was before she was on the floor chest first, her legs left behind as she began to crawl to the hole. ‘You can do this! I know you can!’ She encouraged herself to press on.

However, the triad of snatchers make it to her first. “Hey, we got ourselves a tiny.” The first voice whispers excitedly to the other two. This one being an Earth pony stallion.

The second voice, belonging to a pegasus mare speaks up. “Why is she crawling though? Hmm. Maybe she heard us and was trying to sneak away?”

The third voice, belonging to a unicorn mare joins in. “Hmm, maybe we should inspect the merchandise.” Her aura surrounds Stacy and brings her close to the mare’s face.

Stacy remained quiet as she felt her more ‘depressed’ view on these ponies might make things worse. She began to think as she looked everywhere but where the mare’s face was. ‘Why here of all places? This is too small of a town to even not be noticed. Even Rainbow Da-...oh, I see where this is coming from. She thought that just me being left behind wasn't enough and she had to ask her friends to give me a scare! Man, she's terrible at thinking of ways to get someone back.’ She thought as she kept quiet still, thinking that maybe if she played along, the jig will soon be up when things go too far.

The unicorn looks Stacy over. “Well, not a kid, but, who knows, there might be a buyer.”

The stallion pops up. “Can I do the taste test?”

The pegasi, however, rushes and grabs her first. With a foofull of Stacy, she replies to the stallion. “You got to do the last ones. My turn.” The pegasus then returns to probing Stacy with her tongue.

Stacy tried her best to make the gross tongue not touch her face or go under her shirt as she didn't care for her limp legs that much. ‘Hope this mare hates strawberry ice cream. At least, that's what RD says I taste like.’ She thought as she just felt dirty, but much warmer than sitting outside all day.

The mare giggles quietly. “Mmm. Strawberry ice cream. Time for the struggle test.” She says, her head craning upwards, she takes her time savoring Stacy’s taste before swallowing the tiny girl.

Well, more like tried. It seemed that Stacy was quick enough to grab onto the mare’s uvula and pull herself up. Her legs were close to being swallowed first, but she wasn't gonna go down easily. She gritted her teeth as she tightened her grip, even using her slightly long nails as they dug deep into the strange mouth part.

“Ow! Ooh, this one’s a fighter.” The mare says around Stacy. “And I haven’t even got her down yet, I can’t wait!” She says giggling. Her tongue bucking, uvula wriggling, and throat pulling in random jarring motions takes it’s toll, especially when the mare begins swallowing hard. Eventually, it becomes to much and the tiny woman slides down to the large, gurgling sack of flesh that is the mare’s stomach.

Stacy roughly hit the bottom of the stomach as the sickening splat made her want to get up and move to a dryer place if there was any. She breathed heavily as small patches of white steam came from her mouth, the girl not moving from her spot as she didn't need to. She landed on her back as she could only look at the pulsating darkness around her. And for once in a long time, she was genuinely scared. Stacy could only use her senses as she laid there: feeling the warmth of the stomach, smelling little to nothing except what she could guess was a leftover sandwich of some sort, and hear the sound of pulsating organs, hurling from within the stomach, and muffled sounds from outside. And that is when she began to cry, but with only the overflow of tears from her eyes.

The mare stays still for a while, waiting. “Well, guess she’s not as much of a fighter as I thought. Oh well, some of those ponies love comfort food.”

The other two chuckle a little and the group heads off. Deciding that this was as good as their luck was gonna get in Ponyville they set off to leave.

Stacy could feel the mare begin to move as it seemed that they weren't just gonna stay by Sugarcube Corner for long. She didn't bother trying to wipe the stray tears away as she began to think. ‘I think this isn't some trick from Rainbow. This is the real deal. And I didn't do nothing to stop it until I was in that mare's mouth.’ She thought while hearing the stomach groan. ‘Well, it's not like she'll miss me anyways.’ She turned her head to the side before continuing. ‘I was nothing but a thorn on her side. What was I even thinking? As if she would even stop eating tinies. This whole thing just proves that it'll never happen.’ She began to tear up again. ‘It's not like anyone is going to miss me at all. The only person I ever talked to was Lindsey, and I made it sound like she was a rich girl.’ She shut her eyes as she began to breath raspily. ‘I guess I'm nothing but a snack for somepony now. At least I can't fail that part with how tonight went.’ The tears started flowing from her eyes again, even if they were closed. ‘I'll always be alone… and no one would even notice.’ She sniffled as she honestly wished Rainbow Dash was here right now, or even Lindsey.

As the group makes their way out of Ponyville, Dash heads back to where she left Stacy. “Hey Stacy, I’m sorry about leaving you ou-” She stops upon seeing the area, devoid of the tiny girl, and three fresh sets of hooves had passed by not to long ago. ‘I hope those belong to somepony in town, but anypony in town would’ve taken her a long time ago. Which means…’ “OH NO!” Dash takes off, circling Ponyville quickly, until she spots the snatchers. “Oh no you don’t!” She yells before she springs into action.

The Cyan pegasus darts in, and tackles the leader. Taking the unicorn out with a karate chop, before moving on to the stallion. The snatcher pegasus decides to make her get-away and takes off. The ruckus causing some of the town to wake up, leading to the arrest of the two there. Dash takes off to catch the third.

“Oh come on!” The snatcher pegasus yells as she starts to go into evasive maneuvers, causing the tiny inside her to start bouncing around.

It was Stacy’s natural reaction to yelp and sometimes squeak in surprise as she was tossed around in the stomach. She couldn't stay still as the stomach was too wet to really grab onto everything. But every time she did have a moment in one spot, it wouldn't really be comfortable since her legs would be in rather strange positions, but not in the way that they might be broken. Just uncomfortable.

The snatcher continues her flight until she’s tackled by Dash. The two fall to the ground with Dash landing on top. The sudden drop and the force cause the snatcher to cough up Stacy. As the crowd of ponies from Ponyville show up, Dash picks up Stacy. “Stacy are you okay? I shouldn’t have left you there, I should’ve come sooner!”

For a moment, Stacy was completely silent, not even looking up at the mare as she seemed still stuck in the moment of being in a pony’s stomach for the first time. But her eyes slowly moved to look up at the cyan pegasus. “Rainbow…is th-that you?” She said, her eyes already beginning to water at the sight of someone she knew.

“Yeah, it’s me.” Dash replies. “Are you okay Stacy? N-nothing hurt?” She asks, bringing the tiny up to her muzzle, carefully giving her a comforting nuzzle.

The small muzzle contact was all she needed to make her realize that this was also all real. She teared up more before she quickly sat up, only to wrap her arms around the mare’s muzzle, the dam breaking as she began to sob like a scared little girl that she literally was. Her legs were still on Dash’s hoof, but everything else was against her muzzle as she hugged it, thinking that she might be left alone again.

Dash sits there for a moment, continuing to nuzzle her tiny friend. Lindsey runs up to the two. “Are you okay? What happened Dash?!” She says, worried as well. She looks closer at the tiny. “Oh my! Stacy! Oh please be okay!” She rushes up and carefully gets closer to the tiny girl.

When she got closer, she could hear her repeatedly saying “I’m sorry.” or “Please forgive me.” Every time she said one or the other, it seemed her grip only tightened. Lindsey didn't know how, but she had a feeling those apologies were towards Dash and herself.

After a while things calm down a little and they head to Twilight’s castle at Lindsey’s suggestion of getting somewhere private they could talk, which is the suite Twilight was allowing Lindsey to stay in. The group sits down, with Dash still cradling Stacy. “So what happened? All I know is that you two were gone after I got… finished in the bathroom.” Lindsey asks.

Dash explains that she left Stacy at Sugarcube Corner as a result of their fight and that she’d felt the need to go pick her up multiple times after that but always remembered the fight and got upset again, until the last one where it was almost too late. She explains the fight with the snatchers, and finishing with getting Stacy back.

Lindsey gets closer and looks to Stacy. “Are you okay Stacy? How are you holding up? That must’ve been rough. I remember a few encounters with snatchers that I nearly didn’t make it back from. They definitely leave a scar.”

Stacy was quiet the whole time, not saying a word once everything calmed down and she said her last apology. She only nodded to Lindsey’s first question, wanting to say she was okay, but she really wasn't. Other than the nod, she almost buried her face into Rainbow’s fur on her muzzle as she didn't want to relive that nightmare again.

“There there.” Lindsey starts, attempting to comfort the tiny girl, her finger carefully stroking the girl’s back. “It’s okay, you’re safe now, you’re with friends. Let it all out.” She continues.

Stacy stayed with her head buried into the cyan mare’s fur as Lindsey could even feel the girl shivering. At first, she thought it was fear over her, but that quickly changed when Stacy turned her head away and sneezed, rubbing her nose a little with her forearm before going back to her little comfort spot with her face on Rainbow’s muzzle.

Lindsey looks at Dash. “You should probably avoid putting her in your mouth for a while. This is gonna stick with her for a long time. When I had a similar encounter as a tiny, I had a hard time being around my pony friends for a while, especially on the inside.” Lindsey suggests.

“Yeah, I’ll give her some time.” Dash agrees. “But there is a problem, I need to put her in my mouth to get home, unless… Unless, Stacy, would you be okay with that?”

Stacy didn't lift her head up to look at her, but the tightened grip around Dash’s shut mouth gave a good enough answer that she wasn't up for even that. Even if Dash could easily open her mouth since Stacy’s grip wasn't that strong.

“Well, you two could stay with me.” Lindsey suggests. “I don’t mind. I could always use the company. As I said, it’ll take a while, but she’ll eventually get over it. It always took a while for me too, at the same time though, sometimes I reacted by staying inside one of my pony friends. It always did feel a lot safer with or inside a friend. I can’t really explain it, but there was always a different feel to it, like their body was a shield, a barrier from the scary, tiny snatcher filled world that I would have nightmares about.”

Stacy would only whimper at the explanation of being in a stomach. And just the word ‘Tiny Snatcher’ gave her chills. She curled closer to Rainbow’s muzzle as it seemed that now all the crying, fighting, and the coldness being shifted to warmth was starting to make her sleepy again.

“Looks like everything that’s happened has taken it’s toll. Um, if you want you can take the bed-” Lindsey starts.

“No, I’ll take the plush chair. I’m more built to curl up and sleep than you are.” Dash says, carefully moving onto the chair and curling up much like a dog. Carefully she props Stacy up against her warm belly and flicks her tail to give Stacy a makeshift blanket, while covering herself with her own. “Goodnight Stacy.” The mare whispers before practically instantly going to sleep.

Lindsey gets into her own bed. “Goodnight Stacy and don’t worry, you’re safe with us.” She says before attempting to go to sleep.

Stacy looked over at the sleeping mare, before looking at the noticeable lump that was Lindsey under the quilt. For once, she showed a small smile before curling close to herself, the tail-quilt being brought closer to her. “Goodnight.” She softly said before the crystals that were lighting the room slowly dimmed to a nice glow that wouldn't wake anyone up, but kept enough light for any midnight wakings. “Don't worry, your safe with us.” Lindsey’s voice echoed in her head before she slowly drifted off to the dark little void that was her dream, this night being more peaceful to her then any other night.

Comments

[MrAquino]

7928457 Thank Pixel and Jerec for that.

[BerryOSkribble]

This was amazing so much character development in dash and Stacy and overall a nice long chapter with a sweet ending

[Nova Blaze]

Out of curiosity, would you be alright with a human(ish) OC from a different Equestria? Cause given his attitude and backstory, I could have fun with this.

[MrAquino]

7949673 I've been trying to think of a way to do so. I don't see why not.

[Nova Blaze]

7949748 Sweet! Said backstory actually opens up the perfect way to get there, now I just need to nail down a few details. To work!

[MrAquino]

7949760 And I'll be waiting.

[MrAquino]

8005147 I very much appreciate your comments. If you want, you can make a chapter for this fic. Just PM me.

[MrAquino]

8014932 um... Okay... Would she rather have this? (Made by a friend
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[MrAquino]

8078783 ... It's their chapter. I didn't think that much when I published it... Sorry