Tales from Tinies.

by MrAquino

Stacy's Long Day.

Author's Note:

Jerec and Pixel are back at it again, folks!

Lindsey shot awake with a silent scream, taking labored breaths as she wiped furiously at her lips. ‘That nightmare again!’ She’d been having it ever since her size had been returned to her. In the dream, she would find her family and her friends, all at their tiny size, and then suddenly she would turn on them, devouring them alive. She curled up into a ball for a moment as the images showed up again in her head. The sounds of their screaming as her dream self ripped, tore, and crushed them one by one. The shock passes when she hears her two guests still asleep, causing her to look over and calmly giggle to herself upon seeing them.

RD and Stacy were still deep asleep, as far as Lindsey could tell, and in quite the interesting position. During the night, somehow, Stacy had gotten on top of the blanket, but that wasn’t the funny part. The funny part was that Dash had managed to flip onto her back without knocking Stacy off and move the blanket so that the tiny girl was now essentially in a hammock that was both in and over Dash’s mouth. The blanket not only looked shrouding, but conforming to the pegasus’s face. If Dash were to shut her mouth, the only thing separating Stacy from becoming a early morning stomach occupant was the blanket. Likely the only reason Stacy was still asleep, was the soft, warm air Dash was gently breathing out, with the smell of course being filtered out by the blanket.

Lindsey carefully snuck over, a hand covering her mouth to keep herself from squealing at the cute scene. ‘Oh my gosh they’re so cute! Oh, if only I had a camera! Well, I better get Stacey out of that predicament especially after last night. I doubt she’d be very pleased to wake up practically in a mouth.’ She thought to herself, carefully reaching down and gently picking up the tiny girl before quietly getting back into her bed and lying down. ‘Besides, it’d be more fun seeing how she reacts to waking up like this.’ She carefully and gently moves the tiny under her shirt so that her new ‘hammock’ was the dip in her chest and placed so that she’d be looking up at the objects of every tiny, perverted man's’ dreams.

It didn't take long for Stacy to wake up, the absence of the strange warm wind being gone and she was in a different type of soft texture. She yawned as she stretched a little, before rubbing her eyes and seeing what she could tell was a top of a tent that was purple. She didn't know what to think about this, but she was quick to assume the worst and get scared on the unfamiliar area. ‘Was I kidnapped again? Taken by those sn-snatchers and now being in some cover up cage waiting to be taken by some snobby pony!?’ She was about to continue her scared rambling in her head…until she notice the two light tan mounds that she could assume were breasts. ‘…Or maybe I was just shoved into Lindsey’s shirt.’ She thought, blushing both in embarrassment and at the sight of some other woman's breasts.

Lindsey feels the slight movement and giggles a bit, causing her chest and assets to shake. “Good morning Stacy.” She says softly, not trying to wake the sleeping mare near them.

Stacy tensed up a bit at the slight movement, but could guess that she put her there herself. “M-morning.” She stuttered, glancing away from the girl as she still felt guilty about what she kept on assuming about the girl.

Lindsey pulled the tiny girl out and proped her up against one of her breasts, tilting her head so they could see eye to eye. “So, you want to see if Spike has breakfast ready? Or do you want to wait till Dash wakes up?” She giggled a bit as the rise and fall of her chest also moves the tiny girl positioned on it, but not enough to knock her over or push her out of her current position.

Stacy didn't answer right away, glancing away from the girl as she didn't know which option to choose. “Wh-whatever you want to do is f-fine.” She said, not really wanting to choose either.

“Well, do you think Dash would mind if we went to breakfast without her? You know Dash better than I do. All I really know are the rumors about the ‘gulper’ of Ponyville.”

“I…I don't think sh-she would mind.” Stacy still faced away from her as she couldn't really look at Lindsey from where she was sitting… well, couldn't look up at her without remembering where she was sitting exactly.

“Okay then. Let’s go.” Lindsey picked up the tiny girl and stood up. “Hmm, now how to do this?” She thought aloud to herself, looking over herself. “Um, do you want me just to carry you, or can I put you in a pocket, or somewhere?"

“I…I don't mind w-wherever you put me.” Stacy mumbled as she kept on looking away from her.

“Oh? So, how about back where you were? Would you mind that?” Stacey didn't say anything, but the red blush was a good enough sign that she would surely mind. “I see. Good thing I asked. Pocket it is.” Lindsey tucked the tiny girl carefully into her shirt pocket, before sighing. “Well, I guess at least this way there’s a bit of a barrier for you.” Stacy still couldn't stop herself from blushing by how close she was to her chest. She couldn't ignore it. “Hey, at least I’m wearing a bra right?” Lindsey thought of how her boyfriend would have thought about the whole situation. “He’d be so jealous.” She couldn’t help but say out loud, just thinking about it.

“Who'd be jealous?” Stacy asked, a bit confused.

"Oh! Um... my boyfriend, Tyler. I don’t think he’s here yet, but if he saw you where you are, he’d totally be jealous... Or, more than likely, asking if he could be placed in between my girls.” Stacy stayed quiet after that, not sure on how to think about this Tyler person “You said you were a writer right? He went to college and took a bunch of courses on literature. He’s trying to write a book too, at least, unless he’s showed up in Equestria.” She sighs sadly. “Probably worried sick about me, like his little brother, who vanished sometime before me. I hope he’s okay too... poor Victor, he was only twelve, snatchers are most likely all over him.”

“I honestly think this place gives as much of a roller coaster ride as a random story book for kids and teens…and perhaps adults of any age.” Stacy rested her head on a hand.

“Especially with me around huh?” Lindsey giggled

“I think you'd most likely be the OP person that people would debate if you're really a good character or someone that was just stupid lucky… probably both. And you'd probably be shipped with every character in the book.”

“Thanks a lot.” Lindsey rolled her eyes. “Makes me feel so much better about myself.” Not liking, being thought of as possibly a bad person, especially after her nightmare.

“Hey, That's what happens if you become a key character. I mean, you could also be the most loved, but still be paired with everyone. Even those that are just messed up. Heck, if yesterday was a chapter in a book, people might ship you with that Timmy kid. Believe me, at least one person thinks a bad ship is a good one.” Lindsey gagged.

"Oh dear, I’d be either a bad person, a s**t, or both on the internet! And with a kid too, that’s low!” However, she paused and giggled at an idea. “Bet we’d be shipped too, and in a three way with Dashie.” She suggests with a laugh as she made her way to the dining room. Stacy couldn't help but giggle herself, while also having a pink blush at the idea of being with Lindsey and Rainbow. Lindsey giggles some more. “Of course, if we were being shipped together, they’d probably take it too far. That three way would probably be a nightmare for you, especially with how some people think.” She thought back to some of the things she’d seen/read on the internet by accident... for the most part.

Stacy’s blush only got more red as she pictured it, not even sure if she would hate or love it. ‘No. Come on Stacy, Lindsey has a boyfriend and I highly doubt Rainbow would want to be with someone who treated her harshly… Lindsey too.’ She thought, the blush fading as her smile vanished too.

Lindsey continued on, thinking about the scenario she’d thought of. “Oh dear, and you thought being eaten was bad.” She said, before thinking about if she and Tyler got back together. “Tyler would probably be scared the first time too.” She blushed, just imagining his tiny form standing right in front of her, before her thoughts went back to her nightmare. “Really scared.” She shivered.

“Well… I don’t think he should be scared.” Stacy said out loud, looking down as she messed with her hands.

“Why not? I could hurt him if I’m not careful, maybe even-” Lindsey’s jaw clacks shut as her mind summoned up scenes from her nightmare involving him, unbidden. She started to tear up a bit as she continued to focus on her nightmare. She leaned up against a wall and started to breath heavily, attempting to focus and push her fears away.

Stacy looked up at the giant, a bit surprised on how quick she broke down by talking about meeting her lover again. She grabbed a small piece of her shirt before she started tugging it. “Lindsey, snap out of it! I may not know about this Tyler person, but if he really loves you back, he would be more happy to see you than be scared.” Stacy kept on pulling her shirt. “He wouldn’t be scared of a girl he gave his heart, time, and, perhaps sometimes, his money for.” She couldn’t help but smile a little at the money part.

“It’s not his reaction I’m worried about…” Lindsey slumped to the floor. “It’s me.” She continued to still shed tears.

“What!? Why!?”

Lindsey sniffled some more. If she weren’t so focused on her nightmares, she might’ve giggled at Stacy’s predicament in her pocket. “E-ever since I, grew, I’ve had horrible nightmares about meeting my family and friends again, with them still tiny.” She still continued to sniffle. Her chest rising and falling rather rapidly, only now Stacy was at the front of one of her breasts, accidentally being rubbed along it, the only separation being the clothes she was wearing. Stacy had a small blush on her cheeks, but she ignored the close contact.

“Are… are you scared that you might do something bad?”

Lindsey nodded. “Remember when I brought up Attack on Titan yesterday? Well, I’m the Titan in my nightmares. I’m sure you know why…” She admitted still sniffling, obvious that she might burst into tears at any moment. Stacy didn’t mean to come out as rude, but once everything clicked, she began to giggle, then chuckle, and soon started laughing out loud, not even caring that she was hitting one of Lindsey’s breasts as she was laughing hard. Lindsey let’s out an ‘eep’ at the feel of the tiny pitter-patter against her breast, accompanied with a slight blush, before she got a little mad. “What’s so funny about that?! Ever been chewed before?!” She picked up the tiny girl by the back of her shirt, pulling Stacy closer to her face. The threat was enough to make her stop laughing and instead become scared as she got pale, remembering just what she went through last night. She was quick to cover her face in fear.

“I-I’m sorry! Please don’t eat me!” Stacy quickly pleaded, feeling a lump in her throat as she heard her voice breaking a little.

Lindsey’s face softens. “N-no, I should be apologizing, I shouldn’t have snapped, b-but you see what I mean now?” She asks, starting to tear up again, now because of how quick she was to get angry. Stacy was able to peek through her hands to look at the tearful Lindsey, it making her fear ease away.

“N-no. No. You shouldn’t b-b scared of that. Even if you wanted to, you couldn’t. Remember the magic in all of us?… I mean... a good 99% of us.” Stacy looked down as she felt the small hint of jealousy in her mind again. “And… and you’re not the type of person who would do that to those she really loves.”

"Then why were you scared, even knowing all that?”

“... I’m n-not over what happened l-last night.” She rubbed her hands together nervously. “I-I’m scared of being eaten a-again… or s-seeing another sn-snatcher.” It was her turn to tear up this time as she couldn’t stop herself from thinking about it, she being too scared to do anything.

“See what I mean? I don’t even really have to hurt them physically to hurt them in other ways.” Lindsey teared up herself and grasped Stacy against her collarbone for as much a hug as she could. Stacy let out a small squeak in surprise when she was brought close for a hug.

“B-but they wouldn’t be sc-scared of you if they l-love you. Like you said, e-eating someone is l-like giving them a more intimate hug from the i-inside.” She said, stuttering over how close she was to Lindsey yet again. Lindsey swallowed, feeling the lump brush past Stacy on it’s way down.

“That’s only if they feel that way about it, what if, like you they’ve only had a bad experience, or never even had one and are just scared?”

“...Then you should know how to restrain yourself like you always do. It’s not like you ever ate someone without thinking...right?” Lindsey looked away, sadder.

“I have. I’ve gotten angry at tinies, just like I did with you, and I ate them. Sometimes I even kept them in there for quite a while.” Stacy stayed silent for awhile before she spoke up again.

“I bet it was for a good reason… maybe like how I just assumed your life was perfect, and that you’re always loved.” She mumbled, her head angled almost as if she could rest it on the large girl’s shoulder. “Or maybe some jerks... most likely perverts...”

“That may seem like a good reason to you, but when you’re big like me…”

“No. It makes a good reason, no matter what size you are. Heck, I bet tons of ponies probably ate some tinies that were jerks, perverts, or even trying to steal from them.” She sounded assertive. “So if ponies could eat people for good reasons, then why can’t the first fully-sized human?”

“You know, you sound kind of like me yesterday.” Lindsey still sniffed a bit. “I never thought you, of all tinies, would defend ponies, let alone, a person who had once been a tiny and had been through all of that, eating tinies.” She looked surprised at the tiny girl in her hands, her eyes red from crying. Stacy noticed it too, blushing pink before she was quick to try and explain herself while looking away.

“W-well, I wouldn't want to get soaked by y-your tears or anything.” She crossed her arms. “Your nightmare is just too dumb to remember. You can't kill anyone cause of that magic junk.”

“I know the nightmare is dumb, but still, don’t tell me you haven’t had any nightmares, considering how afraid you are of getting eaten?"

“Not about being eaten…just around my condition. I had one where my family just left me…alone…to fend for myself. That's why I didn't bother seeing them after the accident. I didn't want it to become a reality.” She held her arms close to herself as she glanced away, looking more harshly than sad.

“Seems you and I are more alike than either of us thought. You didn’t want to see your family after your accident for fear of abandonment. I’m scared that I’ll hurt my family.”

“Yeah, but I don't even know where they are even, if I was back on earth…or if they even know what I look like.”

“... How long has it been since you last saw them?”

“Since I was eighteen.”

“Well that’s really specific…”

“You didn't say it had to be nonspecific.”

“Okay, so how many years has it been since you’ve seen them?” Stacy only shrugged.

“I'm already in my mid-twenties, so it's been years.”

“It’s been a while for me too. I was twenty two when I last saw my parents, and twenty six when I got here. It’s been a little more than a year now. About three months ago was when I no longer had to worry about being chased down.”

“Three months… I thought it was longer.”

“Feels like it, doesn’t it?” Lindsey stood back up, still holding the tiny girl. “Well, let’s head to breakfast... if you still want to.”

“If you don't want to, we don't have to. To be honest, I was only feeling ‘snackish’... And maybe thirsty.”

“Alright, we’ll stop by the kitchen then.” Lindsey carefully tucked the girl back into her shirt pocket. As she headed there, she passed by an open bathroom door, seeing herself in the mirror, causing her to laugh a bit. “Oh dear, that looks awkward.” She commented as all one can see of Stacy is her outline sitting right in front of her breast. “If you can see through the stitching, well, it is pretty funny looking.” Stacy was able to crawl out enough for her head and arms to be out, the girl seeing what Lindsey was seeing, making the small girl blush pink. “I dunno. I think I’ll have to put you somewhere else so it doesn’t look so… awkward. Except, the only other places that I can put you that wouldn’t be awkward would be in my pants pocket, considering the pants are nice and loose, but the problem would be you falling out pretty easily. Or, my stomach, but I know how you feel about that.”

“It doesn't matter if it's awkward or not. We're just going to the kitchen. But if you feel weird about where I am, then just put me in your pants pocket.” Stacy looked away from the mirror as she didn't want to keep on seeing where she was. Lindsey carefully picked the girl up and held her in front of her face, giggling a bit.

“You sure you don’t want to go in here?” Lindsey teasingly asked as she opened her mouth wide, pointed inside with her open hand, and let out a long 'Ahhh.' She exhales, causing her tongue to lower and show off the back of her throat. She flexed the muscles for extra effect.

“Ah! Please don't make me!” Stacy was quick to cover her face again, the sight just making her think back on what happened last night. She shut her eyes, feeling them get wet as she didn't want to get eaten again. If it was an even worse experience for her, she might've gained a phobia cause of that. Lindsey backed off a bit.

“Oh, but you just defended my eating of tinies, even ones I care for like a hug. You even said that it’s perfectly safe.” Lindsey feigned sadness, quivering her lip. “You don’t want a nice, warm, full-bodied hug?” She pretended to be hurt, her lip quivering, and added in some puppy dog eyes. Stacy only whimpered as she didn't want to get eaten again.

“P-please…I don't wanna.” She was shaking in fear, only remembering how dark and disgusting it was inside. It also being void of any other life as she wished to forget every moment of it.

“Why are you so afraid?” Lindsey's tone turned to actual concern. “You said so yourself, that there isn’t any reason to fear.” She continued feigning sadness. “I’m not going to hurt you, or keep you in there forever, or anything, just until I’ve grabbed your snacks and gotten back to my room.”

“Y-you should kn-know why…” Stacy still covered her face. “I w-was almost s-snatched last night. H-how could you already forget?”

"I haven’t.” Lindsey stopped her sad act and sounded a little serious. “Do you remember when I told you that I had almost been snatched once?”

“Y-yes. So y-you should know why I'm n-not okay with y-you playing around l-like that.” She uncovered her face, but looked away from her as she was still scared.

“What you don’t know is that I hid for weeks after that, afraid to leave the house I was staying in. I had been staying with a very kind family of ponies in Canterlot. They were actually the ponies who found me when I first arrived in another town, and the parents took me in as if I were one of their own. Want to know where I hid?” Stacy only shrugged as she didn't know where she hid.

“I'm guessing within somepony else’s stomach.” She assumed.

“That’s correct, the mare of the family had been essentially playing the part of my surrogate mother at the time, even as old as I was. When that happened, I was so scared and I trusted her the most, so I hid where I felt safest.” Lindsey looked away sadly. “It was so bad that she forced me out. After all, I couldn’t exactly live if I didn’t go out and about. Come to think of it, it was that day that I ended up like this. If she’d just let me continue shivering in fear, well, we'd never meet each other. And I’d never have found out about Cody.” Lindsey looked back to the tiny girl. “I’m not saying that you’ll be as lucky as I was, but you’ll need to face your fears sometime. After all, if I hadn’t moved you this morning, you would have freaked out worse than you did when you woke up, and maybe even have gotten Dash to think she couldn’t trust herself around you; she might've even decided to leave you at a village.” Stacy stayed quiet the whole time she explained what happened. She honestly didn't know what to say, still not feeling like she would want to be eaten again. She only looked away again, Lindsey still feeling the small girl shaking at the idea of being eaten again. "Now I’m not going to force you, I was just playing after all. If you don’t want to, I’ll put you in my pocket, grab the stuff, and head back to the room. So, do you want to try and fight your fear, or put it off till later?”

“... I’d r-rather be out so I c-can see what snacks your going to take. Y-you might pick something I d-don’t like. O-or miss something I l-like.” She added that excuse. Lindsey giggled.

“You know, that excuse doesn’t work. With the spell, it’s actually much easier to hear you inside me, rather than my pocket or sitting on a counter, and I was just going to tell you what was available. After all, it’d be easier to search through the pantry with both hands. I’ll still leave it up to you though. Now come on, no excuses, just a straight answer. Fight your fear or save it for later?” She pointed to her stomach and then at one of her pockets.

‘I honestly don’t see why I would want to face something that I never wanted to be a part of in the first place.’ She thought, only answering the same way the first time. “I already said my answer.”

“Fine, pocket then.” Lindsey giggled mischievously. “But first.” She opened her mouth and licked Stacy. “Mmm... strawberry ice cream. My favorite! But boy, are you lucky I can control myself rather well. Alright, here you go, enjoy the ride.” She finished, putting Stacy in her pocket and heading off to the kitchen. Stacy froze in fear at the lick, with her left eye twitching as that was one of her least favorite moments of being was close to being eaten. But she snapped out of it once she was in her pocket, the girl now fixing her hair that was sticking out cause of the lick. Lindsey reached into the kitchen and started looking in the pantry. “Any snacks in particular you were thinking of?”

“Maybe chips and crackers? Do they have soda by the way?” Stacy poked her head out from out the pocket. Lindsey looked down to see the girl peeking out of her pocket. “

Did you say something? I couldn’t hear you down there.” Lindsey said honestly before plucking the girl from her pocket and bringing her up to her face again.

“I said chips, crackers, and perhaps soda.”

"Oh. Hmm, I know, this way you’ll be able to look, and I get to enjoy your taste.” Lindsey said before popping the girl in her mouth and positioning her facing out, her lips wrapped around Stacy’s head. She giggled a bit before continuing to look in the pantry, letting out a satisfied hum.

“Lindsey no!” Stacy was quick to shout as she was trying to crawl out of her mouth. “This isn’t funny!” She said with both anger and fear for her life, not even thinking that once she crawled out she might fall to her death. Lindsey opened her mouth again and, using her tongue, brought the girl further inside so she wouldn’t fall out, repressing another hum as she felt the girl now completely on her tongue.

‘You are so lucky I’m not going to swallow.’ “Eh! Nowh oo caln shee. Us ell e wat oo want.” Stacy was quick enough to grab onto the bottom row of Lindsey’s front teeth as she tried to pull herself out stil.

“Lindsey! Let me out! I said I didn’t want to do this! GODDAMN IT LINDSEY! I’M NOT F**KING PLAYING AROUND!!!” She was really quick into freaking out easily as she really wished she could move her legs to help her get out more. Lindsey picked Stacy up.

“Geez, I just thought it would help if you could see. You said you didn’t want me to swallow you, and I didn’t.” She said exacerbated, before closing her mouth, swishing around the pool of saliva now flavored by Stacy, and swallowing it. “You’re lucky it’s me too, because most ponies would’ve swallowed you outright, they don’t seem to have much control after all, especially with their favorite flavor.” Stacy’s hair was all over the place now, a flustered look on her face as she was now shaking like a leaf.

“A-and you th-thought I’d b-be better off in your m-mouth!?” Stacy stuttered as she really just wanted to bathe all the saliva off of her now.

“Would you prefer it if I accidentally drop you, or if I can’t hear your replies? Seriously, look at the size of this pantry, I’ve got to use both hands.” She motioned to the massive, walk-in pantry all around them. At Stacy’s size, the door seemed miles away and they’re only in the middle of it. “You’re just lucky Twilight is organized and this is the snack section.”

“I’d r-rather wait on the c-counter.” She still shook in fear as she felt that her heart might stop if Lindsey tried anything like that again.

“So, what if some pony comes in while I’m distracted and sees you in the snack section?” Lindsey placed Stacy on the shelf in front of her. “If Dash saw you, she might take advantage of the situation, little snack.”

“Sh-she wouldn’t d-do that. N-not after l-last night.” Stacy felt Dash wouldn’t do that to the girl that was almost snatched. Lindsey raised an eyebrow.

“You realize we are talking about the ‘Gulper’, and after that considering she’s a daredevil, she’d probably decide to just get you over your fear now, not later. Just consider this your first step, if you really have to.”

“If she’s my friend, she would understand...” She crossed her arms as she looked away from her.

“She is your friend, but she’s also Rainbow Dash, fastest flyer in Equestria, very forward, do first-think later mare. It would probably be until your panic attack in her gut that she’d realize what’s going on and how slow you need to take it.” Stacy was silent this time around, not even sure on what the mare would do now.

‘She should understand the most since she was the one that had to save me.’ She thought, only crossing her arms tighter.

“Oh wait, you said counter? Oh yes, I’ll walk out of this pantry and leave you on a counter in the middle of a ponies kitchen, while I continue looking in here, being unable to see, or hear you. As I said, you would probably be a little snack... a Stacy snack. Twilight and the others are nice, but they too have a hard time controlling their ‘tiny’ craving, let alone Dash, as mentioned.”

“Just put me back in your pocket.” Stacy huffed, still having her arms crossed as she looked back at Lindsey.

"I can’t hear you down there, so I wouldn’t be able to grab the snack you want, or the soda. There’s way too many different chips, crackers, and sodas in here. So I need to be able to hear you, so you can get what you want. Otherwise, I’ll just grab what I want and you’ll have to be fine with that.”

“Ugh. Just forget it! If you’re going to be a jerk about all this, then you should’ve just left me in the room.” Stacy was now more ticked off on how Lindsey was acting and treating her. “If you could hear me mumbling about you yesterday, then why can’t you hear me today? Lost your hearing or something?”

“No, but I can read lips, and you were also about this far from my ear. It’s harder when you’re all the way down at my hips and muffled by my pocket. No, I wasn’t being a jerk before, I was just being honest, but if you want me to be a jerk then fine.” She lifted the girl over her head and opened her mouth wide. “Like me as a jerk?” She slowly allowed Stacy to feel her loosening her grip. Of course, Stacy was quick in getting scared at the sight of the open maw.

“N-no! I don’t like it. Please don’t eat me!” She was now trying to latch onto her fingers as she started tearing up. “I’ll be good, I promise! I’m sorry!”

“Seems getting uppity with someone who’s probably several hundred times larger than you. Doesn’t work to well, does it?” Lindsey asked, still a bit angry and dangling Stacy over her mouth.

“N-no! It doesn’t! P-please don’t put me in your mouth!” She was even faster to say that as Lindsey could feel the small girl shaking in her grip, the tears only forming more while her heart was beating a million miles a minute.

“Nope, I think I better make sure this lesson sticks with you before you tick off someone, or somepony, who won’t let you slide, or should I say, make sure you slide.” Lindsey licked her lips for extra effect. “Anything else, before we spend some VERY close time together?”

“PLEASE! I’LL DO ANYTHING!!! JUST DON’T EAT ME!!!!” She nearly screamed as she was digging her nails into Lindsey’s fingers now, also looking as pale as a ghost at the imagery of her being eaten again.

“Sorry, but you’ve a lesson to learn.” Lindsey patted her belly. “I’ll be sure to send down a snack or two in there, and let you out before you move on. With me, that part of the spell doesn’t seem to work as well.” She finished before opening her mouth as wide as possible. Then she let go, and watches the tiny girl plummet straight towards her open mouth. Stacy could’ve sworn that she felt her heart stop once she was released, feeling the air rush by her as her own grip couldn’t keep her latched on, her sweaty palms not helping in the least. She also felt her chest tighten by the sight of the black abyss further down Lindsey's mouth. She couldn’t do anything as she watched the world around her become smaller as she was soon inside the girl’s mouth. She couldn’t even hear anything, just a faint ringing that was just getting louder when she got closer. As soon as Lindsey felt Stacy on her tongue, she closed her jaws, her teeth producing a loud clack. Having already tasted the tiny girl enough, Lindsey simply gulped down the tiny girl, tracing the path down with her fingers. After feeling the girl plop into her stomach, she patted her stomach. “It’s better you learn this lesson with me, rather than someone else. At least I’m a friend. I know you might not mean to antagonize me, but you’ve got to realize that some, well, ponies aren’t going to put up with that, and that includes Dash.” Lindsey added, somewhat remorsefully, feeling a little bad about what she did. Stacy was silent the whole time, that was, until Lindsey spoke and said she was her friend.

“Friend..? FRIENDS!? WE are not friends!” She was quick to switch from being scared and quiet, to full on anger. “We’ll never be friends! Friends don’t eat each other! I hate you Lindsey! I HATE YOU!” She teared up as she was soon curled into a scared and sobbing ball, trying to ignore everything around her, but just the sounds themselves making her more scared. The fear made her throat feel tight and dry, while she felt weak and vulnerable. It didn’t take long for the fear within her to make her shut down and pass out. Lindsey feels Stacy stop moving.

“Oh no! No, no no no!” She quickly coughed the girl up, laying the tiny girl down in her palm. She used her index finger to try and get her to wake up. “Come on, I’m sorry Stacy, really I am, but you had to learn that some people won’t put up with that! Come on, wake up, please!” She pleaded, knowing she had taken it a bit too far. Even through her poking, the paraplegic girl wouldn’t wake up, her heartbeat being slow and faint from the initial fear and adrenaline coursing through her body making her crash hard. Lindsey moves the tiny girl onto her back. “Come on Stacy, I’m not sure how to do CPR at your size. I don’t want to accidentally blow out your lungs! Wake up!” The giant girl continued, now softly thumping the tiny girls chest, in place of the typical pressing. Stacy was still unresponsive, the girl breathing as if she was asleep, but the large girl could tell that she might be having a nightmare of her own, her brows being lowered in discomfort. “Good, you’re okay... Well, at least as okay as can be.” Lindsey sighed with relief. She then carefully swallows the girl again. “Sorry, but you still need to learn your lesson, and face your fear... Or at least learn that there are people you can trust. I’m sorry to say it Stacy, but in this world, friends do in fact eat friends. Hate me if you need to, but know that I still care.” She gently patted her stomach, hoping that something might have gotten through to the unconscious girl, as people sometime hear things in their sleep or while unconscious.

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Stacy let out a small groan as she woke up in a blank void. She didn’t know where she was, or how she got there, but she could recall her initial fear being brought towards her. She clutched her chest as she could still feel her heart racing. She slowly got up, knowing that this was probably a dream if she could stand on her own again. She couldn’t tell if walking again in her dream was really a dream, or just a nightmare taunting her on what she couldn’t do anymore. As she looked around, everything was dark, the girl only being able to see her arms and legs before she began walking.

“Hello? Is anyone here?” She called out, fidgeting with her hands as she was a little nervous. It didn’t take long for something else to happen, a small ‘thump’ sound being heard, Stacy looking around to find the source. The second ‘thump’ was heard much louder, followed by another, and a fourth one, right before it was in the right pattern for some large being walking around. "Who’s there?” Stacy spoke out, now looking around at every angle… until she heard two ‘thumps’ that were loud and close enough to almost knock her off her feet. She could only look up, seeing what she thought was just Lindsey… except not like Lindsey. “L-Lindsey?” She spoke out, backing away until she could see her face. She tensed up once her eyes were on her. ‘That’s not Lindsey.’ She thought, noticing the red demonic eyes… and the jagged toothed smile she was showing once she noticed her.

“Run.” A voice in her head spoke, before Stacy did just that. She didn’t have to look back to know that the not-Lindsey was coming after her. For some reason, Stacy was actually having a chance to outrun a girl almost a hundred times bigger than her… that is, until reality wanted to get her at this moment, the girl feeling something course through her legs, inflicting pain onto them until she couldn’t run anymore once she lost her footing. She tumbled on the black floor, easily noticing the red stains that was her blood. She tried to get up, not being able to feel her legs anymore. But once she started to try and crawl away instead, she felt a hard grip on her waist as she was lifted off the ground, the blood stains becoming smaller as she got farther away from the ground. Stacy was turned to look right at the demonic Lindsey, her blood red eyes looking back at her dull brown ones. She tried to squirm out of the grip, but stopped once she was over the girl’s head.

“I̲͓͚̫̟n̼̼̝̺͙̜ t͎̭̺͉͡h̻̰̠͍̱̹̼i̟̘̙̣͝s͉̩͢ w̛̮͕̟͇o̼͇̠͞r̢͓͇͍̥̮ͅl̮ͅd̩͈̥̰ͅ,҉̫̳̻̯̮ f͇̭̺̣͍̟̠͜r̛i̶̖̪̪̰e̶̟̮͚̬͈͈ṇ̗̗̻̻̭d̳̫͈͘ͅs̷̤͕̦̰̼ d̬̫̦̲͖o̟̭ i̞͍̠̦͔̥̦n͓̭̭ͅ f̣͍̻̙͍͎a̗͕̫̟̳͈c̤͍̱̯̮t̵̤͓̯ e͈a͕͎͙̹̗̖t͉̱͡ fr̻͘i̩̣e̸͈̮̬͇̻͍n̰͉͍̯̝̮̜d̘̯͓̜͕̖̻s̙͉̻͠.͙͇̻̫” The not-Lindsey spoke in a demonic voice, before she opened her maw, it being a jagged teeth filled black abyss of nothingness. Once she was dropped, she couldn’t see anything but jagged teeth and red glows, as if she was being sent to hell.

She screamed until she woke up from her nightmare.

Stacy could hear the beat of a massive heart, while a soft wind that was someone breathing is heard as well, along with the groaning of a stomach around her. She could see the pink walls around her flex and ripple, droplets of digestive juices falling into a pool, strewn through the organ surrounding her. Suddenly, a sharp change happened with the breathing, it becoming heavier and quicker. A different quake could be felt as well. Immediately, her fear was triggered as she felt her heartbeat go faster and her breathing becoming shorter and more rapid. t didn’t take long for Stacy to scream once again. If it was any higher, she might’ve broken some mirrors and glass bottles.

“Ow.” Lindsey said, putting a finger in her ear, unfortunately, not able to block out the sound from within her. “Oh, thank goodness, you’re awake, and from the sounds of it, you had a nightmare. Guess I’m not the only one. Don’t worry, you’re okay, it’s safe. We’re back in our room. Dash is out having breakfast though.” Stacy was only huddled close to herself as she kept on trying to ignore everything around her, the girl tearing up as she felt she was about to pass out again. She only prayed this was maybe another dream she was having. “Shh, it’s okay, it’s okay.” Lindsey gently patted her belly, making the place shake a bit. “Close your eyes and focus on the sound of my voice.”

“I don’t want to focus on your voice! I don’t want to listen to the jerk that ate me!”

Lindsey sighed. “I know, you’re scared, you have every right to be. You have every right to hate my guts right now… no pun intended. Please, just listen, close your eyes and listen, focus on me. The sooner you focus on me the sooner, you’ll see why I’m having telling you this.”

“N-no!” Stacey didn't want to listen to her… but she couldn’t stop her ears from betraying her, wanting to hear anything but the ringing in her ears.

"Shhhhhh.” Lindsey cooed “As I said, just close your eyes and focus, tell me when you’re focused and your eyes are closed. Until then I’ll continue trying to calm you.”

Stacy was silent for a bit, before she had no other choice but to comply. “F-fine!” She still covered her face as she couldn’t cover both her face and ears.

“Alright, now imagine you’re in a sauna.” Lindsey figured that would be something close to the environment of a stomach, but not at the same time.

"I’ve never been in a sauna!” Stacy rapidly breathed, never being in one cause of obvious problems with going into one since they had stairs and no ramps.

“Alright, then imagine you’re in a hot tub or a warm bath, soaking in the warm vapor... Are you imagining it?”

“It’s hard to imagine that when you’re talking! I don’t want to imagine. I just want to get out!”

Lindsey sighed again. “This isn’t helping, and neither is antagonizing me. Just try okay, just imagine it.”

Stacy only stayed quiet again, not wanting to do any of this, but obviously not having a choice. “Do you just want to make me suffer..?”

“No, I’m just trying to help you. Please, just imagine you’re someplace else, and focus on that.”

“I can’t, okay!? I can’t cause of your voice and all these disgusting stomach sounds! I can’t even get a snack or a drink without being eaten. I… I just don’t want to be here anymore… please.” She began to break down, tearing up as she really didn’t want to live like this,

“Alright, I’ll let you out. Just stay calm, everything is going to shift in there. Okay, I’m going to sit up in three, two, one.” When she finishes counting down, she slowly stood up, resisting the urge to hum in satisfaction as she felt Stacy move from the change in orientation. Stacy was able to calm down now, the promise of not being in someone’s stomach anymore as she could only wait until she was completely out of Lindsey’s stomach as she hoped it would be a long time until she could be even ready to cooperate with what Lindsey wanted to do, the girl remembering how she purposely did it. Lindsey carefully coughs up Stacy and places her in both her hands, before gently hugging the tiny girl to her chest. “I’m sorry Stacy, I really am, but you really needed to know that you can’t just spout off and expect someone, or pony, not to react. You’ve definitely got to learn not to antagonize... well... us big folk. We aren’t all bad, we aren’t all snatchers. Some of us just want to be friends, and here, when the friends are of highly differing size, well, sometimes the best hug is one you give with your stomach.”

“Well I don’t like that type of hug… and I thought you’d understand. A-and that you wouldn’t eat me.” She teared up once again as she didn’t hug back. “But I guess I was wrong...” She mumbled as she could feel as if she wasn’t being hugged by a friend. It felt more like a stranger… a stranger that would just eat her, knowing that she couldn’t do anything about it. Lindsey lets out a sigh as she crosses her leg and sets the tiny girl down on the mattress in front of her a little ways beyond the barrier her shins formed.

“I thought if we were friends you would quit treating me like some big, dumb giant you could unleash on people who got on your bad side. Which is obviously why you were fine with me eating tinies you felt deserved it and why you also seem to see fit to belittle and berate me until I react like I did. Then it seems you realize just who you’re ticking off, and then after that you completely forget that. It’s already happened twice. Yesterday, you just kept hounding and attacking me as a person and what did it get you? Almost snatched. Today, I was just trying to make things a bit easier so we could both get what we wanted and so you attack me again. This time I decided to eat you myself, teach you a lesson. Have you learned anything yet? Am I a person to you yet, or am I just some big monster you thought you could control?” She folded her arms and leaned over the tiny girl, some of her hair drifting near the tiny girl, looking like massive ropes. Stacy didn't exactly answer, but, when Lindsey leaned closer to her, she was quick to tense up and look away, the obvious sign that she could also be scared of Lindsey now. She honestly didn't want to be…but the recent nightmare made her look at Lindsey differently…and not in a good way. “I see…” Lindsey sighs. “So that’s what I was to you; a monster, one you thought you could control, to sic on your enemies and punish when I ‘misbehaved’ like a big human shaped pet dog, and now you’re scared because when you were slapping the dog, the dog bit back.”

“That's n-not true.” Stacy said, still facing away. “I th-thought I could t-trust you. S-since you also went th-through what I did. I th-thought you'd get that sometimes p-people can get a little mad. B-but I guess I was wrong about everything.” She began to tear up. “I th-thought you'd know wh-why I didn't w-want to get eaten again. B-but I'm just always wrong about things.”

“...So did I.” Lindsey replies simply. It was silent between the two, Stacy holding onto her arm by one hand before she gathered enough courage to ask.

“S-so what are y-you going to do with m-me? Eat me? G-give me another l-lesson? O-or just abandon me l-like Rainbow did j-just cause I pissed her off..?” She looked down once she asked that, not even sure on how to feel if she did any of those. “I can’t run away… so just do what you want with me.”

“So, do what I want with you, no holds barred? Just like the monster you think I am? I know you think I don’t care. You think I did that purely because I wanted to. Heck, you might even think that I enjoyed the past year here. You need to understand something; I do care. If I didn’t, you wouldn’t be lying there, you’d be lying in here.” She pointed to her stomach, and then tracing her gut. “And then you would’ve wound up down there.”

‘That would’ve been better if I could just die from that.’ Stacy thought, her suicidal thoughts coming in, before she shook her head. ‘No Stacy. If you could do it alone, you can keep it at bay.’ She lowered her hand to cover her wrist instead as she stayed looking away. “You’re not a monster.... I was just an asshole.” She took a small breather before she continued. “When I used to live with my family, we were close enough to just be sarcastic and jerks to each other so easily… I only had a best friend who I could do that too as well. I guess I just thought being a jerk and sharing some feelings in a harsh way meant that you cared enough to speak out… instead of always being a shut-in.”

“... I understand, but you have to understand that some people don’t know when you’re just badgering them because you care. I didn’t know that, and Dash probably didn’t either, especially since you tend to come off a bit strong. You don’t have to be shut in, I don’t want you to feel that way, but I want you to know that some people require a bit more time before you can just assume they understand. For example, now that I’m big, I’ve grown to like giving people tummy hugs, but I held off with you because you were scared. That changed because, well, I didn’t understand that you actually liked me. I thought you were just treating me, well, like I said, as some big attack dog, not as someone you thought of as a friend.”

“Feels more like that tall friend you want to be with, but seeing that it’s harder to do then just saying ‘hello’. Or maybe just trying to make some famous person notice you.” Stacy still looked away as she couldn’t look at Lindsey directly. “And you really shouldn’t be surprised. I’m sure I’m not the one person who you thought that wanted to be your friend for just protection.”

“Oh yeah, there have been plenty of people looking to me as some sort of shield. They were always very meek though, treated me like I was some sort of goddess, or mythical creature. You were different; you talked to me like anyone else, as if you were my height, or I was yours. Even you have to admit that I took your behavior rather well... until you went a little overboard. Most ponies I know would’ve been much more stern than I was.” Stacy was quiet for a moment, before she spoke again. “You get used to having to act normal no matter what. I was always looked down upon, so I just act as if I'm just like everyone else.” She looked at her crossed legs before she looked back at her arms. “And I’m fine with that, happy in fact, just remember that I have feelings too, and that I’m not trying to be a jerk when I, say, stick you in my mouth so you can look around in the pantry too. I might be teasing you a little, but I’m not trying to be mean. You’ve seen me mean, twice now. No doubt I look like a raging goddess then, huh?” Lindsey calmed down now that they’re getting to the heart of the matter.

“... Still seems like a jerk move, even after you know I wasn’t okay with that. What you did was like locking someone with arachnophobia in a room filled with spiders.” She replied, crossing her arms as her eyes stayed locked onto the floor.

“Nah, more like tricking them with a plastic spider. Look, at some point you’re gonna have to get used to it, it’s a common thing here. You’re just lucky you arrived when you did, because ponies didn’t used to tell you it was safe until way later.” She says. “I was here before they found out about the spell, the first time I got eaten, I thought a friend of mine had just suddenly turned on me, and she didn’t even tell me I’d survive until after the shock had worn off and I freaked out. At least you know it’s safe.” She finishes.

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“Yeah… which makes it worse that I have to suffer through it.” She mumbled, rubbing her arms now. “I still don’t see why people would like it… weirdos.”

“Well, like I said, you get used to it after a while, and sometimes it is just like a big hug. To tell you the truth, sometimes I even kind of miss it, but now that I’m big I understand it too. Cody, the tiny here that I used to babysit with the full spell, he and I spent quite a while catching up as he relaxed in my stomach. He even snuggled up in there, as close to my heart as he could get.” She said, smiling in remembrance.

‘Ugh, even kids get into this weird stuff. When will this just pass by like some other weird trend.’ She thought, not saying a word as she rested her case on it being too weird for her.

“I know it sounds weird to you, willingly going into someone’s stomach, but at the same time, because trust me, it will happen, it’s already happened twice to you so far and you’re one of the luckier ones, some tinies see inside five or ten different ponies in the span of a few hours, I can tell you that first hand, which would you rather end up in. Someone you know and trust, some stranger who’s decided to eat you because they can, or a snatcher who’s going to sell you to someone that will do who knows what to you, or even that pony they sell you to.”

Stacy lost a bit of color at the mention of a snatcher, but Lindsey could tell that she got through to her, even without the small girl’s own voice to say so.

“So, who’s your choice? Friend, stranger, thief, or owner?” Lindsey asks, to make sure her point got across. “You can only choose one, and there isn’t a none option.”

Stacy couldn’t help but have a small smirk once Lindsey said no to a ‘None of the Above’ option. “I guess a friend would be best… but that didn’t happen.” She mumbled the last part to herself.

“You remember I can read lips right? Even ones as small as yours.” At the last part Lindsey couldn’t help but coo, and start nuzzling the tiny girl a bit, gently rubbing the tip of her nose across the girl’s belly and chest.

Stacy’s face immediately turned red at the close action, it almost knocking her back if she didn’t grab onto one of her hair strands to keep herself upright.

Lindsey uses a hand to keep Stacy sitting up, before just picking her up completely, the girl now laying across her fingers, her head on Lindsey’s pointer finger and her feet on Lindsey’s ring finger, as the giant woman continues to nuzzle her. “Are you sure I’m not your friend?” Lindsey asks, giggling.

Stacy’s face was still as red as a cherry as she was not used to this much close contact, no less on how she was receiving it. But her question was only answered with another one. “W-when did I ever say you w-weren’t?” The girl not really remembering what she said while she was in the one place she dreaded.

“Well, there was when I swallowed you, and then there was just a little while ago, when you mumbled ‘I guess a friend would be best… but that didn’t happen’ to yourself .” Lindsey replies.

“Well, of course my first time wasn’t with a friend… it was with that snatcher last night.” She replied, explaining that her first time wasn’t with a friend.

“Oh. Well, the question I asked wasn’t who you were first swallowed by, I knew that, the question was who you’d prefer to be swallowed by.” Lindsey says.

“And I already answered that.” She responded.

“So, do you want a snack? I brought a few. You were kind of unconscious, so I just grabbed a few types of chips.” Lindsey asks, figuring the girl would be a bit hungry.

Stacy only nodded. “Where are they? I can’t really see them when I’m just looking at you.” She asked, trying to look around herself, but she couldn’t really see much with Lindsey being most of what she saw.

Lindsey reaches down beside the bed and pulls up three small bags of chips, all ponified versions of chips from Earth. “So, this one is like nacho cheese Doritos, this one is like sour cream and onion Lay’s, and this one is essentially the original Ruffles.” Lindsey explains pointing to each bag. “So, want to try a nibble of each? Or do you just want like a crumb of one of them?” She asks.

“I honestly find the original dorito chips more tempting now.” She said, looking at the chips that looked almost like the regular dorito chips back on earth, only obviously bigger than her.

“Alright.” Lindsey says, pulling out a chip and breaking off a piece. “Here you go.” She hands Stacy a piece about as big as a large plate. “I’ve also grabbed a can of soda, only one though, I didn’t want to open two cans, just to get a drop out of one. So, I just stuck with their version of Sprite.” She lifts up the can and a cup made for tiny guests, she fills it and carefully gives it to Stacy as well.

“Oh, uh, th-thanks.” She glanced away for a moment before she took a small bite out of the chip, tasting the same flavor as the chips back on earth, only the flavor being more by it’s size. “God. It’s so spicy and dry.” She mumbled as she had to lick her lips.

“That’s what the soda is for.” Lindsey replies, remembering when she was tiny. “Just tell me if you need more.” She says before digging into the bag and chowing down on chips.

Stacy took a small sip of the soda, tasting the bubbly drink as she began to feel much better after having something that was familiar to her. She sighed in relief as she put the cup down next to her before she went back to eating the plate-sized chip piece.

“So, think Dash, you, and I should take another shot at a girls day out? We could try out the spa here. I hear it’s a good spa, and like most businesses around here doesn’t allow ponies to eat tinies without consent.” Lindsey suggests.

“I’ve never been in a spa before.” She said, looking down at the floor. “I could only read books or see movie scenes around the area. Never actually tried to be in one before.”

“Want to go then? If Dash doesn’t want to, then it could just be the two of us.” Lindsey asks. “We could chat some more about Earth and what we used to do or talk about our plans or goals for the future here.”

“I… guess we could. I mean, Dash does secretly go to the spa by herself, but she acts as if she doesn’t know what I’m talking about.” Stacy couldn’t help but smile over the memory.

Lindsey giggles. “Then I guess we’ll go, save Dash the embarrassment. After we finish our snack of course. So, at the spa, what should we do? Mud bath, jacuzzi, sauna, massage?” She asks, curious what Stacy would like to try.

“I don’t know what half of those things are.” She admitted with a pink blush. “Again, I’ve never been to one.”

“Okay, want me to explain each to you?” Lindsey asks. “That way you’ll be able to pick what you want to do.” She says.

“Hmm...” She thought about it for a moment, before she got an idea. “Why don’t you choose what we can do and I can see if I like it or not.”

“Well, alright. We’ll do a bit of each then. They’ve got some tiny masseuses there, for tinies of course, though I’ve heard ponies like to get massaged by them as well. I’d like to try that as well, it’d be kinda funny to feel them walking around on my back.” She says with a giggle. “Oh, I should mention that besides towels and robes, we’ll be, well, nude.” She mentions to make sure whether the tiny girl would comfortable with that or not.

Stacy couldn’t help but blush at the info that they’d be naked, but she kind of knew that through the books she read… them being adult romance novels that weren’t noticed due to Fifty Shades of Gray. “I-I’m okay with that.” She stutters.

“Okay then.” Lindsey says, crinkling her empty bag of chips and throwing it away, while picking up the two remaining chip bags. “I’m ready to go if you are.”

Stacy shoved the rest of the cip into her own mouth before she chugged the rest of the soda down. “R-ready.” She said, only waiting for Lindsey to take her and bring her to the spa she suggested.

Lindsey picks up the tiny girl, having changed into day clothes while Stacy was unconscious. “I suppose you’ll probably be okay in here.” Lindsey says, lowering the girl in between her breasts like earlier that morning. She then heads out after putting the other chips away and informing Dash where they’d be. She gets to the spa and sets up treatment time at the desk, that day being one of their slower days, let alone her being a sort of celebrity, in a sense. She’s given a locker for their possessions and they change into their spa robes.

“Alright Stacy, first things first is the message. In your case, it’s going to be rather typical, the masseuse is going to massage your back and shoulders, get rid of knots and such. Mine will be a little different as there’ll be a whole bunch of them walking about on mine.” Lindsey explains as she walks to their assigned room. They find a large table set up with a group of tinies standing on it looking surprised at their customer, and also on it is a small table set up for Stacy, with her masseuse also looking surprised. All the masseuses are female for obvious reasons. Lindsey sets Stacy face down on the small table before laying down for her own massage.

“I feel weird about this.” Stacy admitted, her arms folded in front of her as she didn’t know what she had to do. “D-do I have to do anything?” She asked.

“Besides relaxing, no.” Lindsey replies, feeling the tinies already walking around her back. “That’s all for the employees. Which reminds me.” She says before addressing the miniature masseuses. “I don’t want the stomach massage if you were worried.” A few sighs of relief, and one mumbled groan can be heard.

“I’m guessing that’s a pony exclusive massage.” Stacy mumbled as she honestly didn’t know how to go along with this, a little scared on someone else touching her that wasn’t a close family member.

“Actually, only the tinies are excluded from that one. Any of the other species that visit can have it too. I’m just making their job a bit easier.” She says as the masseuses start to massage her. Stacy’s masseuse also begins to massage her, after finally getting over the shock and surprise of a normal sized human.

At first, Stacy was silent with a blush growing by how far the girl was going close to her lower half, but she couldn’t help but yelp in surprise once the masseuse's hand touched her side, it being one of her tickle spots as she wasn’t used to being touched there. But once the girl went for her legs instead, she couldn’t really feel anything as she massaged them.

The massage eventually ends and the tinies re-tie their robes. The two then head to their next destination, the mud baths. “Okay, this is pretty much as the name implies, a mud bath, the mud that they use though is special, it rejuvenates your skin, makes it soft and smooth.” Lindsey informs the girl. “In this one, we’ll have towels to keep the mud out of our ‘private’ areas and for decency. Though, there is one spot that won’t.” She finishes patting her chest. “Hope you don’t get too jealous of my girls, before they’re in the mud.” She says with a giggle. They head into the room and ‘change’ then Lindsey picks Stacy up, somewhat purposefully showing off. She picks up the tiny tub that is made to float in the main tub. Lindsey fills the tiny tub and sets it down just in front of where she’s seated herself in the tub and places Stacy in it.

The whole time Stacy was carried, she made sure the towel was securely tightened around her waist before Lindsey came to get her, the small girl keeping her own chest covered as she was a bit insecure about them. She didn’t bother looking at Lindsey’s own pair as she was carried and placed into the small mud bath she was given. She immediately got chills from the cold mud, but just realized she was too warm and the mud was just at room temperature. She moved herself to get more into the mud so it can cover her chest, the girl’s pink blush never fading from her cheeks.

“So, what’s your cup size?” Lindsey giggles as she asks the question. Now comfortable as well in the bath, the only part of her above the mud being her neck and head, her hair wrapped in a towel to not get muddy.

“I… I don’t wanna say. You’ll laugh about it.” She said, still having her arms over her chest even though the mud, not caring that her arms were now covered in mud as well.

“I’m a D, in case you’re wondering.” Lindsey says with a giggle. “And don’t worry, it’s not a competition. Technically at the moment mine are big enough to crush a couple tiny houses, so even if it were, I’d be disqualified for cheating.”

Stacy was still silent on sharing her breast size, not being one of those who would just tell her cup size so boldly. She only sunk deeper into the mud, hiding everything but her face as her knees were starting to peek out from out of the mud bath.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me. As I said it’s not a competition. I was just teasing.” Lindsey admits as she lays back to relax.

Stacy remained quiet for some time, looking away before she spoke. “...C.” She shyly answered, her blush turning red as she didn’t like talking about this, but felt that it only felt right since Lindsey told her size already.

Lindsey remains laid back. “See, it wasn’t that bad was it? Besides, big boobs are overrated, the bigger they are the more you have to do back exercises to compensate.” Lindsey says, still relaxing.

“Yeah, I’ve already been told that. But it’s not like I do anything that bigger breasts would make it more difficult.” She said, looking down at her hidden chest as she couldn’t help but touch them, only feeling more insecure about them every time she saw Lindsey’s. ‘Dumb model body.’ She thought.

“If you really want to increase your size, I could see about getting my hands on some tiny estrogen pills for you, that in combination with a little more fat in your diet should help.” Lindsey suggests still relaxing. “But when I say a little, I mean a little, you don’t want to give yourself a big belly in the process. Well, I mean, unless you really want a big belly.” She continues.

“I…I don't take pills.” She said, still holding her chest. “And I don't think more weight would be better.” She added as she really didn't want to become fat just to get bigger boobs. “Doesn't matter anyways. Most people would be looking at yours instead…” She looked away from her as she was starting to feel depressed again, but was quick to shake the depressing thoughts away.

“When it comes to tinies yeah, everyone’s gonna stare, but more just at me in general.” Lindsey replies. “Only normal sized human after all, they’re either gonna be scared of me or looking to me as a protector. In the case of estrogen though, I could find other things. Soy milk for one has an excellent amount of estrogen in it. Would that work?”

“Never tried it.” She simply answered. “When I used to ski, I just thought big breasts would just get in the way. But I guess now thinking like that is dumb.” She rested her head on her hands, not caring that she was just putting more mud on her. “And it wasn’t like big boobs would be in the way of my writing either.”

Lindsey giggles. “You’re getting mud on your face. I guess it’s good that they’ll spray us off before we go to the jacuzzi.”

“Jacuzzi?” She was confused at the term. “Is that just another term for a hot tub?”

“More or less.” Lindsey replies. “Though I think they don’t have those here, so, yeah it’s just a hot water bath.” She continues. “So, you want to go soak?”

‘At least I know what a hot bath is like.’ She thought. “How long do we have to stay in here?” She decided to ask instead. “For, whatever it was called to finish.”

“The mud bath, yeah, we have to wait for them to be ready to hose us down and get all the mud off.” Lindsey replies. “So for now, I guess just sit back, relax, and enjoy.”

After a while the ponies come in and rinse the mud off the two. They put on their robes and are led to the bath. Having found out about Stacy’s condition they bring in a flotation ring so she wouldn’t drown in the giant tub. The ponies then leave allowing them privacy.

“Ever read any manga, or see any anime involving hot springs?” Lindsey asks.

Stacy blushed pink, it being an obvious answer as she seen both the child friendly and not-so child friendly animes and manga with those hot spring moments. “Wh-what about that?”

“Well, the clothing level in spa tubs, is just about the same.” Lindsey answers. “Especially here in Equestria, I don’t think they got the memo about swimwear.”

“S-so just towels?” She blushed red as she was quick to hold onto her robe, not sure if going in a hot tub in a robe is a good idea.

“Only before you get in.” Lindsey replies, sitting down on the bench and setting Stacy down. She wraps a towel around herself, underneath the robe, to cover herself before removing it. “Alright, your turn.” She says, looking down at Stacy, pulling out a tiny towel. She picks the girl up, her fingers under the robe. Quickly she pulls the girl out and wraps her in the towel, she then grabs the minute flotation ring and hands it to the tiny girl. “Ready for a good soak in the tub.”

The flustered look on her cheeks only got worse as she couldn’t really juggle between keeping the towel tight, holding the flotation ring, and covering her chest as it was a natural reflex of her’s even with the towel already covering them.

Lindsey sits down on the thick bar of the tub, letting her legs adjust to the temperature. When she’s ready she slips off the towel and into the water at about the same time, careful to keep the tiny above the surface. “Sorry Stacy, your turn.” Lindsey says pulling off the tiny girls towel and setting it aside as she sets the girl in the water, adjusting her so that she was in the flotation ring. “Alright, try not to relax too much, we don’t want you slipping out of there.”

Stacy didn’t have to be told twice as she was never in a pool, no less in one with such a deep end. Both her arms were clutched around the ring, the girl’s blush never fading as she felt her chest press against the clear flotation ring. She also couldn’t hide her privates… due to the obvious.

Lindsey watches as Stacy floats around. “Hold on, I’ll be back.” She tells the tiny girl before taking a deep breath and submerging, leaving the tiny girl alone at the surface.

“Lindsey?” She called out for her, lifting herself higher a bit as she was a little nervous.

The tiny girl feels something brush by her side, meanwhile, Lindsey underneath the water tries her hardest not to giggle for obvious reasons.

Stacy didn’t exactly feel it, but she did notice something in the water that she couldn’t see what it was with the waves. “L-Lindsey. This isn’t funny.” She only held onto the floaty as she felt scared now.

Lindsey feels her lungs start to burn a bit. ‘Alright, I think it’s time for this pranks final stage.’ She thinks to herself holding back another giggle. She pushes herself to the surface, opening her mouth and breaching the surface, causing Stacy to find herself floating at the surface of a now living pool, the sides formed by Lindsey’s lips.

Stacy nearly turned pale at the sight of the inside of someone’s mouth, it catching her by surprise as she lost her grip. “Li--” That’s as much as she could let out before she went in the water, now trying to get back to the surface with just her arms.

Lindsey closes her mouth and presses her tongue against Stacy before spitting out the water and the ring. She then giggles a bit with Stacy on her tongue. “Orry, ouldn’t elp yself.” She says around the girl.

Stacy’s face was red in embarrassment as she felt being naked and in someone’s mouth was worse than just being in someone’s mouth. She could already hear the ringing in her ears as she wanted to get out right away.

Lindsey pulls the girl out of her mouth and sets her back down in the ring, as well as sitting down herself. “That was an interesting feeling.” She says giggling a bit. “How about you?”

“N-never again.” She stuttered as she only wanted to wash herself in the water. ‘I feel so violated...’ She thought with a chill up her spine.

“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.” Lindsey apologizes. “I promise I won’t have you go skinny dipping in my mouth ever again.”

“O-okay… at least you p-promised.” She mumbled, feeling a bit better as she was much better knowing that there wouldn’t be a second time. She looked around the large pool as she wasn’t even sure how a tiny who could move their legs be okay with this. ‘Unless they get eaten and brought to a stomach with more water like a hot tub.’ She thought, wondering how that would be any different without more water.

“Something on your mind?” Lindsey asks, seeing the tiny girl looking around curiously.

“I-it’s nothing.” She plainly said, glancing down at her legs as she wished she could swim around. ‘It was my second to skiing.’ She sighed.

“Uh-huh.” Lindsey says a little sarcastically. “Let me guess… You’re wondering how any of the tiny clientele soak in a giant tub like this.”

“...not anymore.” She answered, resting her head on the floaty as she looked down at the water.

“Well, I’ll tell you anyway. This is actually the unusual scenario. Generally these tubs are just for the pony clientele, but there are ponies that like to have their tiny friends in here with them, thus the rings. They actually have a separate, tiny bath that is used.” Lindsey explains. “I set it up though so you could stay with me so that I could make sure you stayed safe. After all, I bet you’d feel even more awkward with some stranger hanging around you naked.”

“Well, more awkward than with you.” She glanced away, dipping one of her hands into the water, only wishing she could submerge into it without the risk of not coming back up ever again.

Lindsey watches the seemingly sulky girl for a moment. “You want to swim, huh?” Lindsey asks.

Stacy only nodded as she bit her lip. “Not even sure if that tiny tub would be any better.” She admitted. “I used to swim all the time… before the accident.”

Lindsey stares down at the girl, thinking for a moment. “I’ve got an idea. I’m not too sure you’ll like it but hear me out. I could put you in my mouth again and dive in, then while I’m under the water, I could make an air bubble in my mouth and swim around, so at least this way you’ll be able to look around. There really isn’t much to see, but you’d be swimming by proxy, or taking a living submarine ride.” She suggests, before looking off feeling stupid for suggesting it.

“I… I don’t know.” She looked away from her. “What if I start freaking out?… or if you swallow me by accident?” She looked back at the water as she could only see the wavy reflection of herself and Lindsey looming over her. “Maybe being in a cup or bowl might’ve been better.”

“Well, if you start freaking out, I’ll close my mouth and surface so you don’t accidentally pop your air bubble. If I swallow you, then I’ll immediately surface and get you back out.” Lindsey replies. “Besides, being in a cup or a bowl, well, you’d still need the ring anyway and I might’ve accidentally drunk you. Though, in my defense I think my throat would make an excellent water slide.”

“Heh, if I was in a cup, I think you’d be my personal Jacuzzi.” She said out loud without thinking, a pink blush on her cheek that only got deeper once she realized. “N-not really though!”

“Oh. You mean, like this.” Lindsey says before lowering her head only an inch away from the girl, her lips in the water. She starts to blow bubbles while using her hands to keep the girl in place.

“Ah!” She yelped at the sudden action, but blushed red as she only looked away, too flustered to even tell her to stop.

Lindsey backs off after a while. “So, how was the little jacuzzi cycle?” She asks with a mischievous giggle.

Stacy was still quiet as she was covering her flustered face with her arms, not looking up at the large girl.

Lindsey giggles some more. “Should I go for round two? Maybe you’ll make up your mind.” She says getting back into position, ready to start blowing more bubbles.

“Wh-what!?” She didn’t have enough time to react as she yelped yet again, the bubble blowing hitting some more… personal spots as she could feel some of the bubbles rise from within her floaty, some even emerging from between her chest. But this one was longer, the girl now getting used to it as she had a small smile with her pink blush. ‘So relaxing...’ She thought.

Lindsey stops after a while and sits back up, giggling again. “I think someone enjoyed that one.” She teases.

She only had a pink blush as she was resting her head on the floaty once again, the small smile never leaving her face as she glanced away. “S-so? You just m-made it longer.”

Lindsey giggles some more. “So, you ready to try out my ‘proxy swimming’ idea?” She asks.

“I… I still don’t know.” She admitted, the blush and smile disappearing as she was still nervous on being in someone’s mouth again.

“Well then, I guess we’ll have to give it a little test run, see if that changes your mind.” Lindsey says, grabbing the girl and putting her in her mouth. She takes a deep breath, closes her mouth and submerges. After a moment, she opens her mouth while breathing out a bit, forming an air bubble for the girl. Stacy finds herself lying across Lindsey’s tongue with lips forming a ‘window’ so she could look out underwater.

S

tacy didn’t know how to feel about this as she could feel her heart racing, the water hitting her body, and yet being able to breath with the air bubble. She kept her hands on Lindsey’s tongue as she didn’t want to be swallowed, or somehow slip out of her mouth and back into the water. She was shaking like a leaf, but she wasn’t screaming or freaking out this time around. For some reason, she felt that she could… trust Lindsey. ‘I haven’t even known her for a week.’ She thought to herself. ‘Maybe I’m just feeling this way cause I’m stuck with her until we go back to the castle or something.’

The details in the bottom of the tub slowly pass by as Lindsey slowly swims its length. She continues for a while, feeling that Stacy seemed to be slowly getting used to it.

‘Why do I get pulled into these types of things? This day is starting to feel more like a week.’ She thought more as she wanted to get out, but didn’t know how to get her attention through this.

Eventually, her lungs start to burn for air again, and Lindsey closes her mouth. She surfaces and breaths in deeply, nearly sucking Stacy down her trachea, before pulling the girl out of her mouth. “Well? It would probably be better in the lake, with swimsuits on. There’d be more to look at, and if I got a scuba tank I wouldn’t need to surface as quickly, but how was that for a trial run?” She says still breathing a little hard.

“As weird as I assumed it would be.” She mumbled as she covered her chest once again. “Maybe at a later date, but I wouldn’t want to do this every time we go to any body of water.”

“You’re just saying that because you wish the roles were reversed.” Lindsey says teasingly, sticking her tongue out, her fingers doing the ‘peace’ or ‘v for victory’ as one would see in plenty of manga and anime.

“No. Cause if the roles were reversed, I couldn’t do that cause I can’t swim.” She huffed as she looked away for a moment. “If the roles were reversed, nothing much would change except that I wouldn’t be scared of being eaten, or kidnapped.” Her ticked off look changed to one of sadness. “And if I didn’t come with a wheelchair, I doubt they would have one for human sized people either.”

“You could have one custom made, just like you could now, you know.” Lindsey replies, still holding the girl. “But I do know one thing, if the roles were reversed, you’d probably have had me exploring your ‘underwater’ cavern.” Lindsey says pointing at Stacy’s stomach. “Especially since when I was a tiny, I was told I tasted like cookies and cream ice cream.”

“... you tasted like ice cream too?” She asked, not even sure if she was telling the truth or not.

“Mmhmm.” Lindsey hums an affirmative. “The filly in the pony family used to have me for dessert all the time.” She said, remembering those days. “It’s an interesting, though pretty disgusting thing to actually see someone’s stomach at work on a meal. Who knows, maybe Twilight will be able to create a spell to switch our positions for a little while and you’ll be able to see for yourself.” She says.

“Yeah right. If she can’t find where the spell is, how can she move something she doesn’t know into someone else’s body?” She rolled her eyes. “That’s almost the same as her finding a way to undo all of this. I mean, if she could do that, then why not move the spell to some other living thing like a tree or something?”

“I was just saying maybe. After all, they do know a little bit about the spell. It would probably only be temporary though.” Lindsey says looking at the girl. “Well, we’re probably going to be moving on to the sauna pretty soon. In there at least you won’t have to worry about being naked, and because of your condition I was able to pull some strings and have you join me in the actual sauna room.” Lindsey explains, as she gets out of the tub, dries herself off, and puts her robe back on, before doing the same for Stacy.

“B-but wouldn’t it be much hotter for me cause of my size?” She asked, not sure if it would feel the same for her. She tightened the robe strap around her as she felt much better with clothes back on her again.

“Not really, the heat would be the same regardless, and besides I doubt you’d want to be in the tiny sauna.” Lindsey says.

“Is it just gonna be me in there?” She asked.

“Probably not, but the tiny sauna, or should I say saunas, are just the pony employees stomachs.” Lindsey replies.

“Never mind!” She was quick to shout as she would rather be in the sauna room with Lindsey.

“Told you, you wouldn’t want to go. Now, in the sauna room, there will be other patrons, so I’m gonna put you on my lap.” Lindsey says. “Oh and we won’t be wearing the robes, in the sauna we’ll have a towel to cover our waists and another to cover our chests, and then a third to wrap around our hair.” She explains.

“O-oh, okay.” She stuttered, now a little nervous about being in a sauna with other ponies. She glanced away as she didn’t know if three towels would be better than a robe.

“Don’t be too worried, I hear that the ponies that will be joining us are a couple of regulars, and friends of Twilight.” Lindsey says. “But we will be the first to arrive, so as I said, I’ll be keeping you on my lap, the steam can get kinda thick in a sauna and I doubt you’d want to get well acquainted with the other side of a pony.”

“A-alright.” She only nodded as she wish she could swap sizes with her in the sauna. ‘I wouldn’t mind if she sat on my lap.’ She blushed pink at the imagery in her head. ‘Or maybe it would be better if we were the same size instead.’

“What’s the blush for? Imagining being sat on by a pony?” Lindsey asks teasingly, as she follows an employee to the spa, said employee now blushing along with Stacy, and the mare sighs before mumbling something to herself.

“N-no. It’s for something else. F-for having to be in a t-towel again.” She lied, crossing her arms as she would prefer being in a robe.

“Uh-huh. Come on, I’m your friend you can tell me.” Lindsey says. “If you don’t I’m gonna take more guesses.” She giggles.

“Might as well keep guessing. I’m not sharing.” She tightened her crossed arms as she wasn’t sure if Lindsey would be okay with what she had in her mind. “At least, until we go back to the castle.”

“Hmm.” Lindsey hums as she thinks. “Let’s see, what could you have thought about…” She says thinking to herself before she snaps. “I’ve got it!” She says with a giggle. “It’s about us being size swapped, isn’t it?” Lindsey raises a teasing eyebrow. “Was someone imagining something naughty?”

Stacy only had a pink blush before she answered. “...no.”

“Alright, so was it about us in the sauna? With me sitting on your lap?” Lindsey giggles. “So you do hope that Twilight can come up with a way to switch our sizes for a while.”

“I don’t see why you would want to be small again. It wouldn’t matter to me if tinies were afraid of me. If I had any tiny friends who were scared of me, then they aren’t really my friends.” She said, voicing her own opinion on the viewpoint.

“You’re scared of me, so does that mean you aren’t really my friend?” Lindsey asks seriously, using Stacy’s words against her.

“I’m not scared of you. I’m scared of what you and every other bigger creature in Equestria could do to me: eat me.” She explained. “If you couldn’t for some reason, I wouldn’t be so nervous around you… or everyone else for that matter”

“Uh huh, and the other times I get mad at you and you get scared, even without me threatening to eat you?” Lindsey asks still a bit serious.

“Yeah, well how do you feel about someone bigger yelling at you? You wouldn’t see me being happy about it.” She rolled her eyes.

“Well, think about it for a second, alright. You’re walking around and then you meet someone many times your size, are you just going to automatically trust them as a friend, or is it going to take a little time to be used to hanging around someone massive.” Lindsey explains. “I know you try to sound brave and talk to me as any other person, but I can tell on the inside you’re hoping I don’t hurt you in some way.” Finally they reach the towel rooms and changing areas before the sauna, the mare handing over some towels for Stacy.

“Fine. If you want to think that way I won’t stop you from thinking I’m just a scared mouse hanging out with a large tiger.” She rested her head on her hand as she didn’t want to go through this talk anymore.

“Well, we’re here, time to get ready.” Lindsey says, setting Stacy down and wrapping the towels around herself before taking off the robe. She then picks Stacy up and repeats the process. “Here we go, a nice relaxing time in a sauna.” She says. She walks in and sits down on one of the benches, sitting Stacy on her lap. “Well, little mouse, house it feel in here? A lot like a stomach huh? Only not all fleshy and inside someone, right?” She asks.

“Much better without some disgusting stomach noises.” She said, looking around the large room as she didn’t have much to see due to the steam.

The door opens and lets some of the cooler air in as two ponies walk in, one being a butter-yellow pegasus mare with a pink mane and a marshmallow white unicorn mare with a purple mane. The fanciful voice of one of them is heard. “I wonder who our strange guest could be.” The two sit down on another bench. “Um, Fluttershy, are my eyes deceiving me or is that a giant, um tiny?” The unicorn asks the pegasus now known to the two of them as Fluttershy.

Fluttershy had to process what she was seeing, before she gasped happily. “A giant Tiny!” She quickly sat next to Lindsey. “Oh my, you’re so big. Maybe as big as Celestia.” She smiled, not noticing Stacy as she hovered closer to the large girl’s face. “Oh, what’s your name? Where did you come from? And why are you so big?”

“I’m Lindsey. I came from, well, the same place as the other tinies, and I’m big because a unicorn named Blueblood had a cold, tried to eat me and sneezed causing him to take the spell.” Lindsey explains. “Careful though, I’m not alone, I’ve got a little friend on my lap. She gets a little scared around new giant ponies and people.”

“Oh? Where is she?” She was quick to find her as she couldn’t help but coo at her. “Aww, she’s so cute.”

Stacy was quick to look away with a pink blush at the ‘cute’ comment.

The white unicorn trots over. “Hello there little one. I’m Rarity, what’s your name?” She introduces herself politely.

“...St-Stacy.” She said shyly, still looking away as she wasn’t used to having two ponies around her.

“Nice to meet you Stacy.” Rarity says, before looking at her a bit closer. “Hmm. Oh I could definitely make a nice dress for you if you’d like.” She informs Stacy already thinking of different dresses.

“Uh, why would I need a dress?” She asked, more confused as she couldn’t think of wearing one.

“Oh, well, you know, a lady can never have enough to wear.” Rarity replies. “And I love designing new clothes for tinies.”

“Well, thanks, but no thanks. Never had a reason to wear a dress.” She said. “Mayb normal clothes, but not dresses.”

“Oh, well, I could make those for you too, if you like.” Rarity says, her mind already thinking of all sorts of clothing combinations. “Tell me, do you prefer pants, shorts, or skirts?” She asks.

“Can we talk about this some other time?” Lindsey asks, feeling a little crowded. “Let’s just relax and enjoy the sauna please.”

“Oh, oh yes, right, that is what we came here for.” Rarity says blushing a bit, before she sits on one of the nearby benches.

Fluttershy was still sitting close to Lindsey as she wanted to know more about the girl, but knew that she wanted to just relax. “Oh, well, uhm, i-it was nice to meet you miss Lindsey.” She said before sitting next to Rarity.

“Those two are weird… no wonder they are friends with Twilight and Rainbow.” Stacy mumbled to herself.

“Well, I didn’t say we couldn’t talk, um, Fluttershy.” Lindsey says, remembering the pegasus’ name. “I just didn’t want to be crowded when I’m only in a couple of towels.”

“O-oh, well, I just thought you m-might not like me, uhm, i-in your personal space.” The yellow mare said, looking down at her hooves as she lightly tapped them together.

“Well, you looked like you wanted to ask more questions so, go ahead and ask away.” Lindsey replies.

The group chats for a while before Lindsey and Stacy’s time runs out. The two leave the spa, dressed again. “Well, that was interesting. Who knew that clients could volunteer to be saunas.” Lindsey says out loud, the strange fact having come up, and both the ponies had, had tinies within them during that time.

“Still don’t see how being in a stomach in a spa is any different than anywhere else.” Stacy crossed her arms as she thought it was dumb of the spa to do that. “I swear, that’s just an excuse to eat a tiny and not get told off cause of it.”

“In this case, it’s voluntary at least.” Lindsey replies. “I’d rather have a choice than just get eaten up, if I were still tiny that is.”

“Eh, I guess so.” Stacy mumbled as she glanced away. “And even after you said to stop the cloth rambling, that Rarity pony still went on as if you didn’t say anything.”

“Obviously, she really likes clothes. Making, designing, and wearing them. She’d have freaked out on Earth.” Lindsey replies giggling at the mare’s focus on clothes. “Maybe we should go to Fluttershy’s some day, sounds like she’s got a vast assortment of animals to pet or snuggle and cuddle in your case.”

“Maybe later down the line. If she likes animals that much, she might have a wheelchair for a little mouse like me.” She smirked as she was going to keep considering herself to be a mouse.

“Maybe, little mouse.” Lindsey says with a giggle. “But for now I guess you’re still dependant on your big tiger friend. Hope you don’t mind if she says she’s getting a little hungry.” She continues with a giggle, holding Stacy close to her stomach, who hears it growling.

Stacy’s hair almost puffed out like fur at the growling as it sounded more menacing to her. “Nuuu. Tigers don’t eat mice. I won’t fill you up.” She giggled as she tried to move away from her belly.

“Aw, you don’t want to help out a friend in need.” Lindsey says, holding the girl up to her face, giving her puppy dog eyes, even adding as much a puppy whine as she could imitate.

“But I don’t wanna.” She whined, crossing her arms and pouting as she really didn’t want to.

“Awww.” Lindsey says in fake disappointment. “But my tummy wuvs you, and wants to give you hugs.” She giggles, playing around, not really caring whether or not Stacy agreed to. “See, she says she wants to hug you.” Lindsey continues holding Stacy back down next to her stomach, which almost seems to respond, growling a bit.

Stacy only whimpered as she covered her eyes.

“Aww, come on Stacy, I’m just kidding around. Sure I’m hungry, but I’m not going to eat you unless either you let me or you get me angry again. You don’t have to get scared.” Lindsey explains. “See what I mean about scared of me though?” She asks, considering that she did just prove her point.

Stacy only peeked an eye out through her hands as she looked at Lindsey. “Why do you always toy with me?” She decided to ask.

“Because we’re friends.” Lindsey replies. “Seriously, wasn’t my tone enough to tell you I was just playing?” She asks.

“I-I know. The growling just made me think you were s-soon going to be serious.” She glanced away as she felt a little ashamed that she would think that.

“So, now do you see what I mean when I told you it isn’t to surprising for even tiny friends to be a little afraid of you?” Lindsey asks.

“I-it’s just cause of my fear. It has nothing to do with you.” She stayed facing away as she knew it was true.

“Aww, little mouse. You’ve just told me the answer is ye-es!” Lindsey giggles.

Stacy only blushed pink at her giggling. ‘Why can’t I get enough of that?’ She thought.

“Anyway, my little mousie. Your big tiger friend is getting a little hungry.” Lindsey says, licking her lips. “So, I think we’ll stop by the pastry place from yesterday, before I decide that it’s okay to eat you when I’m a bit rumbly in my tumbly.” She says with a giggle as she heads toward the Cake’s bakery.

Stacy nearly got another chill when Lindsey licked her lips. ‘Please let that bakery be close by.’ She thought to herself.

As Lindsey walks to the bakery, something catches Stacy’s eye. The boy that Rainbow swallowed the day before, and today he seems to be being picked on by another boy probably from his school, instead of the cyan mare.

Stacy wanted to just ignore the two, feeling that someone else would notice, but as she looked around, she saw that she was the only one to even notice. She then looked up at Lindsey if she at least spotted it too.

Lindsey kept walking in the direction of the bakery, too hungry to pay much attention at this point.

She kept on looking back at the kid being bullied, then back at Lindsey. She didn’t know if she could make Lindsey intervene, but knew that she couldn’t do anything where she was at. She then began to wave her arms up at the girl. “Lindsey!” She called out.

Lindsey looks down. “Huh? What is it?” She asks Stacy, before gripping her stomach. ‘I knew I shouldn’t have skipped breakfast.’

“It’s that kid from yesterday. I think he’s being picked on.” She explained, pointing over to where the two were.

“Huh?” She asks before looking over at the two boys. The bully having just pushed the kid, Tim. In one step, Lindsey crosses the gap and shakes both of them up. “Hey, what’s going on here?!” She asks somewhat angrily crouching down so she could hear them.

The bully starts edging away scared, before Tim cries out. “He was picking on me because I told Miss Cheerilee that he stole a kids lunch.”

“Hmm.” Lindsey says looking at the bully, now sweating and fidgeting, realizing he wasn’t going to escape this time. “Seems pretty guilty to me. Stacy what’s your verdict?” She asks.

“Hmm… guilty.” She smirked. “Would you like to give the punishment?”

Before Lindsey can say anything, Stacy notices something odd about one of Timmy’s legs, namely that it’s not bent the right way, yet he doesn’t seem to be in pain because of it.

Stacy didn’t bother pointing it out as she felt that it could be what she think it was, and it being a personal topic.

“Well, this is definitely something I could have used in school, wouldn’t you agree Stacy? A big friend to eat the bullies.” Lindsey says as she grabs the bully kid.

“W-wait, you’re n-not a-allowed t-to eat kids!” He shouts fearfully.

“I think we can all excuse one time.” Lindsey says. “Time for a timeout.” She finishes dropping the bully in her mouth and starting to play with him using her tongue.

“What does he taste like?” Stacy asked curiously.

Lindsey pauses her savoring. “Hmm, I’d have to say, he tastes like a blueberry.” She says before returning to playing around with him.

“D-don’t you think being a bigger bully is wrong?” Tim decided to ask, still sitting where he was knocked down as he looked up at the large girl.

Lindsey stops again. “Oh, well, I guess he’s probably learned his lesson.” She says pulling out the bully and putting him down. “Now don’t let me catch you picking on Tim again.” The bully only scaredly nods before running away. Lindsey then picks up Tim. “Hey, so how’s my favorite little guy, besides no longer getting picked on?” She asks, before her stomach lets out a rather loud, hungry growl, causing her to blush.

Tim couldn’t help but giggle at Lindsey’s growling stomach. “I’m okay miss Lindsey. I’m still grounded, so I have to stay in the village until my parents say so. They don’t want me to get eaten again.” He answered.

“We’re a little far from the village.” Lindsey says, standing up and looking toward it. For her it was within walking distance, but for a tiny like him it was quite a distance. “I guess he must’ve started picking on you at the bus stop, after Cheerilee left huh?” She asks, while looking around. ‘Yeah, wasn’t a good idea to skip breakfast. Maybe I can find some people who want a free ride to SugarCube Corner.’ She thinks to herself, hungrily.

Tim only nodded at her explanation. “Yeah. I was gonna walk home, but he kept on blocking my way.” He said. “He…also said some bad stuff about be besides the snitching.” He admitted, rubbing his arm as he glanced down at the leg that stood out at an odd angle. Easily, Tim fixed the leg to its normal position as if it was nothing.

“Um, Timmy, are you okay?” Lindsey asks with concern, looking closer at the tiny boy in her hand. ‘Man, three inches to a pony is one inch to me, and kids are even smaller… It’s like I’m in that movie, Honey I Shrunk the Kids, only it’s everyone.’ She thinks to herself.

“Oh. Y-yeah, I’m okay.” He quickly answered, hiding his strange leg over his other one. “Just still a bit upset after the bullying.”

Lindsey puts Timmy in the same hand she’s carrying Stacy in. “I think you two have a bit more in common, but if you want to talk to me about it too.” She says. “Um, it won’t be long till we reach the village.”

“Oh, uh, s-sure.” Stacy felt a little strange after seeing what it was, but not feeling right enough to even talk about it. After some time, Stacy decided to start a small conversation. “So, uhm, h-how was school?”

“It was okay. Still getting used to having school inside the teacher’s tummy.” Tim replies, blushing a bit, as he felt a little awkward. Back on Earth he generally just went from home to school and back again because of his leg, but now his parents can’t just come pick him up, so now things like being bullied and talking to a Giant girl and her tiny friend are happening, and he wasn’t all too sure what to say.

“Oh, well.” She rubbed the back of her neck before she spoke up again. “Listen, I think both me and Lindsey kind of know what else that bully might’ve poked fun of other than your snitching.” She got straight to the point.

“Oh. Yeah.” He says rubbing the back of his head. “Um, that’s kind of why my parents don’t want me being eaten. They aren’t sure about how it would react. They don’t want it to digest or rust or anything.” He says a bit shyly, definitely not used to talking to people about his fake leg, that weren’t his parents.

“Eh, I highly doubt it would. I mean, it was a part of you when you got here, and I don’t think a pony would be glad on ruining one of your legs.” She smiled a little. “I mean, if that was the case, I wouldn’t still have my legs either.” She laughed a little as she moved one of her legs using her arm.

“What happened?” Timmy asks surprised. He didn’t know she had leg problems too. He was kind of glad not to be the only person he knew who had such problems, even though it wasn’t something he should be glad for.

“Ski accident.” She simply answered. “Let’s just say I pushed a little too hard and now I’ve learned that some things are more worthwhile if you take your time.” She rubbed her leg a little before she moved it back to where it was before.

“Oh. Before we came here, my family used to live in Florida. A gator got into our backyard when I was two.” Timmy says. “And now that we’re here, I can’t get another one when I get to big or if it breaks.” He finishes glumly. “That’s why my parents are always upset if I get eaten. Except by Cheerilee.”

“Well, who’s to say that magic junk won’t make it grow with you. Magic works in a weird way, so why wouldn’t it work for you like that?” She shrugged. “I would try and say the same for my wheelchair, but I guess sitting on something and wearing it are two different things. Now it’s just a wheelchair pancake.” She giggled at the small joke.

“It hasn’t so far.” He says with a bit of a sigh. “You could talk to my Dad though, he’s been going around trying to get people or ponies that could make me a new leg. A few of them have offered to make wheelchairs.”

“Oh really? Have you thought about getting a wheelchair? Maybe crutches instead?” She asked. “I’m sure it won’t be a problem to carve a small pair of crutches for you.”

“My parents got me the leg because then I could still walk on my own.” Timmy replies. “And because no one can tell unless it bends the wrong way.” He says blushing in embarrassment.

“Well, a little help from someone wouldn’t be so bad.” She couldn’t help but blush herself. “I always need help… but I don’t mind.”

“Yeah, but my parents want me to be able to look after myself when I get older.” He replies. “So they like that the leg lets me walk and run on my own.”

“Oh come on. You would always need help whether or not it’s about your leg.” She said. “Both your parents sometimes need each other’s help. If they keep saying you don’t need help, it’s pretty much telling you to not get anyone’s help and to be alone.”

“Well, I think it’s just the basics. They just don’t want me to get stuck if I’m on my own.” He replies.

“I don’t think you’ll be alone. You’re too nice to be left alone.” She smiled.

“Well, they want it for just in case and I’ve been alone sometimes.” Tim replies. “Haven’t you been alone before, after the accident?” He asks with honest curiosity.

“Not really. The first pony I met was Rainbow Dash. And after she stepped on my wheelchair, I had no choice but to stay by her, or just be an easy target for any other ponies.” She explained.

“No, I mean back on Earth, after your accident.” He replies. “Were you ever alone after that?” He asks again.

Stacy’s smile faded when he explained his question. She looked away before she answered. “All the time. I was a hermit in my home, having my food sent to me, and having to send some things in return. I… had no reason to see anyone. No friends. And I didn’t want to see my family after they knew what happened. They could’ve just disowned me, or treat me like some baby again.”

The boy looks down. “Sorry.” He apologizes for bringing up something obviously painful.

Lindsey’s walking stops. “Okay, we’re here, near the village. Sorry, I don’t want to get any closer. The village would feel the earth move under my feet.” She says with a bit of a giggle, before looking down at the two.

“Well, here’s your stop. I would offer to walk you back, but~” She smiled a little at how dumb she was to say that. “You okay with going by yourself?”

“Yeah. We’re in the safe zone so there won’t be any problems here, and my leg’s fine.” He says.

Lindsey carefully sets him down and waits until he’s far enough into the village to walk off. “So, I heard the chat. I guess he got you thinking a bit. Things are much different for you here than on Earth, huh?” She asks.

“Well, it’s not like I have a house on a mountain to hide myself in.” She looked down. “And even if I did, I highly doubt a house would stop a pony from eating me.”

“Well, the villages are safe zones and no pony, not even snatchers grab from villages. There’s a system of alarms that alerts the town if that’s even attempted.” Lindsey says, before giggling. “But you don’t need a mountain house, you’ve got two mountain sized friends who’re more than happy to hide you.” Lindsey pats her stomach. “Can’t get to you in there can they?”

Stacy couldn’t stop herself from smiling at the ‘two mountain friends’ part. She rubbed the back of her neck as she tried to ignore the stomach part, but she knew Lindsey was right about that. “Yeah, I guess I don’t need some small house on a mountain.” She looked up at the sky before she continued. “I think the only reason I choose a mountain to live on is… is cause of the snow. I loved seeing it fall… and cover the land in a white sheet of cold frost water.” She only smiled bigger at the thought of the falling snow.

“Snow is a beautiful thing.” Lindsey agrees, before her stomach growls. “Um, yeah, time to go to Sugarcube corner, unless you feel like hiding in the mountain.” She says with a giggle as she starts heading toward the bakery again.

“Eh, not yet. Still have to get used to the environment around it.” She said, referring to her mouth and esophagus. “I hope that pink mare has those marble cupcakes… I liked them.” She blushed pink when she admitted that.

“Okay, we’ll see soon enough. Though, if you want I could help you get used to the environment of this mountain.” Lindsey replies with a giggle. “I could even drink a little bit of water and let you use it as a water slide. Wouldn’t that be fun?” She asks teasingly, though obviously she was getting hungrier as her stomach started to growl more frequently.

“Sorry, but it sounds as if a bear is in their cave. I wouldn’t want to be someone else’s meal.” She smirked as she was saying her growling was one of a bear’s.

“No silly, there isn’t a bear, it’s just the wind echoing through the empty chamber.” Lindsey replies with a giggle. “Oh and that empty chamber is begging to be filled.” Lindsey says, rushing a bit faster toward the gingerbread shaped building. “I feel like I could eat the whole place.” She says before opening the door and heading inside. She purchases a few pastries for herself and a few of the tiny sized marble cupcakes for Stacy before sitting at a table and digging in, crumbs, some larger than Stacy falling all over the table.

Stacy would sometimes have to duck out of the way from the big crumbs, not wanting to get knocked down by the leftover pieces of the pastries. She hid the small box of cupcakes from the falling debris, but with all the moving to avoid the crumbs, she tilted too far back and was now on her… well, back. She blushed pink at her position before she decided to ignore it and just eat her treat in a less messy way. ‘She could at least take her time. She might get a stomach ache if she eats too fast.’ She thought to herself, ripping the bottom part of the cupcake before placing it atop of the icing like a cupcake sandwich.

After the first pastry, her stomach finally quieting down, Lindsey starts to take more time eating, making less of a mess with the second pastry.

Stacy couldn’t really move from her spot on the table, only being able to turn to lay on her chest, it taking longer to turn back to face Lindsey as she was holding her cupcake sandwich with her mouth.

Mrs. Cake trots up to the table, to see how thing are going, a thing she does with most customers, at least before seeing the mess. “Oh dear. You sure were hungry weren’t you.” She comments.

Lindsey looks down at the mess and blushes before looking back up at Mrs. Cake. “Sorry, I’ll clean it up.” She replies, starting to sweep the crumbs into her hand, not wanting to waste any food.

Stacy was eating the last of her first cupcake before she realized she was being swept up next. “Mmh!?” She couldn’t really talk with her mouth full, the girl being raised to know it was rude, but she couldn’t speak now as she was getting buried in all the other crumbs Lindsey was gathering, her small box of cupcakes being left behind.

Lindsey continues sweeping up the crumbs, eventually also sweeping up the tiny box of Stacy’s cupcakes, all of them being deposited into her other hand. She then carefully puts the crumbs into her mouth and swallows, not even noticing Stacy’s decent into her stomach for a second time.

Stacy still couldn’t call for help as she was being squished against the muscles of Lindsey’s esophagus and the crumbs that were sometimes even bigger than her. Once she reached the bottom, she landed in one of the mushed up pieces of the other treats she was eating. She cringed at the feeling before she slipped off and onto the bottom of the stomach, one area being a small dry island. Thankfully, she noticed her box of pastries coming down, and was close enough to catch them before they reached the stomach acid. Once she got her bearings, she finally swallowed her own cupcake before she spoke. “Lindsey! Lindsey can you hear me!?” She called out, the small fear of being in her stomach only growing as the gross food mush wasn’t helping.

Unfortunately for Stacy, after disposing of the crumbs, Lindsey had returned to her other pastries and became too engrossed in the taste to notice, however she couldn’t help but think that something was a little off, but at the moment it didn’t matter too much, her first priority being to take care of her hunger pain. She swallowed the remains of another pastry before moving on to her third.

Stacy only got more nervous as it seemed she was being ignored, and the mushie food only kept on coming as her small dry island was only getting smaller. “L-Lindsey!? This isn’t funny! Let me out!” She tried to call out for her again, only bringing her legs closer to herself.

Lindsey finished the third pastry. Her mouth a bit dry, she takes a drink of the milk she got along with the pastries.

Stacy almost went as white as the milk that was coming as well. ‘I won’t last long staying here!’ She thought as she was trying to crawl up to one of the mushy pastries, but on her way up, she lost the grip of the cupcake box and it sunk into the milk that was soon mixing with the acid. She felt a little upset that she lost her cupcakes, but knew that her own life mattered more. ‘You will never be forgotten.’ She thought, also noticing how over dramatic she was getting over some cupcakes. She only sighed as she reached the top and only sat down. ‘Guess I have to wait until Lindsey finally notices I’m missing… that fatass.’ She pouted.

Lindsey stopped drinking the milk and began reaching for her final pastry when she suddenly realized something. “Wait, wasn’t Stacy right… Oh gosh!” She looks down at herself. “Stacy, uh, you wouldn’t happen to be in my stomach would you?” She asks laughing nervously.

Stacy finally heard a response from Lindsey. “What made you guess that crazy assumption?” She asked sarcastically. “And thanks for eating my cupcakes!” She shouted a bit angrily, but not really being that upset about them.

“Sorry.” Lindsey apologizes. “Um, let’s see. Uh, sorry again Stacy, but I’m gonna need you to hold on for a bit, and uh, the ride’s gonna get a little bumpy.” She says. ‘I’m gonna have to remember to start packing floss.’ She thinks to herself, boxing up her last pastry and getting a replacement box for Stacy before taking the long walk back to the castle, trying to keep up a good pace while also not making things to hard for Stacy.

“...you do know that you’re a fatass, right?” Stacy decided to point out. “You didn’t even notice I was missing and kept stuffing your face!”

“Sorry, I was hungry, I hadn’t had breakfast, and I’m so not fat, besides my boobs, I haven’t got an ounce of fat below my neck.” Lindsey replies, continuing her rush to the castle. ‘Curse you Twilight for living at the edge of town!’

“I wasn’t meaning physically. Honestly, you could’ve at least heard me the first two times I tried to call out to you.” She said, keeping her hands on her lap as she didn’t like touching the eaten food at all.

“I said I’m sorry. I was hungry and hadn’t eaten all day! I kinda got a little into it.” She says with a bit of an embarrassed blush. The castle doors were finally becoming visible. “Okay, um, maybe ten more minutes then I’m going to get you out of there, I swear.”

“Why can’t you cough me out like last time? Is this just an excuse to keep me in here?” She asked.

“No, but I don’t want to risk throwing up. You want to come out in a pile of mush?” Lindsey replies.

“I’m already standing on it thanks to you drinking milk.” She comments.

“Okay, well, since you’re on it, you’ll be the first thing up. Which means you’ll find yourself at the bottom.” Lindsey explains. “And then I’ll have to dig through it to find you before you suffocate. How’s that?” She asks, bluntly.

“... I’ll just shut up now.” She said with a pink blush at the embarrassing and gross thought of that happening.

“Actually, I’d prefer it if you kept talking. I need to know that you’re still high and dry. Remember, stomachs have a tendency to start moving things around during digestion.” Lindsey says, continuing down the path toward the castle. ‘Almost there.’

“I really don’t want to talk about this anymore…” She admitted as she was feeling a little sick as she remembered where she was exactly.

“You don’t have to, just talk about something, anything. At least I’ll know my stomach hasn’t started churning yet, and at least it seems the ride wasn’t all to bumpy for you.” Lindsey says imperatively as she opens the door to the castle and goes in. “Crap! I keep forgetting this place is a fricking maze!” She says as she heads into the door filled hallway, all of them shut and with no labels to tell the doors apart.

“Are you kidding me!? Just get some unicorn to take me out of here!” She said, feeling more lightheaded now, accidentally putting a hand on the food mush and the feeling making her even more sick. “Aw, gross!”

“Eheh.” Lindsey laughs nervously again. “I think they all kinda had things they were doing today. Just hold on, I’ll get you out.” She says, looking through all the doors for either a bathroom or the room she currently occupies.

Once Stacy cleaned her hand of the gross food mush, she began thinking about what Lindsey was suggesting earlier today. “Hey Lindsey?” She called out, not sounding as if she was mad or upset. She sounded more… curious.

“Yeah?” She answers, still looking through the rooms.

“I… I can’t help but think back on what you said earlier… about the size swapping.” She began as she looked down at her hands.

“What about it?” She asks, still looking, trying her best not to sound frustrated.

“I… I was just thinking… i-if maybe we could… try it out… but not in the way you first said.” She said, only blushing pink as she didn’t know why she was talking about it right now.

“Sure, I’d be happy to. What kind of adventure do you have in mind?” Lindsey asks, stopping, distracted by their conversation.

“W-well, I was wondering if maybe we could be… the same size?” She said, the blush only going deeper as she didn’t know why she was suggesting that too.

“Kinda defeats the whole size swapping thing.” Lindsey replies. “But continue.”

“I-I mean, it would be like me being bigger and you being smaller, b-but we could be like… doing it together. Also, I’m not sure if we could go anywhere since I can’t move without you, and you being small would be a problem with that.” She explained. “We’d just be stuck in the castle all day.”

“Well, Twilight told me about the spell she’s setting up, so far. From what I’ve heard, it has to be between two willing subjects, and that it only lasts about a day. Besides, what would be wrong about being stuck in the castle for a day? We could play board games and chat, just the two of us.” Lindsey replies, getting back to her search.

Stacy stayed quiet for awhile, looking down as she felt a lump in her throat as her eyes began to get watery. “You’re right… that was a dumb suggestion.” She rubbed her arm a little. “I… I just thought you’d like to go outside like that. And… and I just wanted to be the same size as you… and share that experience with you.” She sighed as she closed her eyes. “And… I don’t want you to get eaten either… or snatched if that happened.”

“No, it’s fine. I wouldn’t mind swapping sizes.” Lindsey says before giggling a bit. “Sorry about that.” She says having felt the contents of her stomach shift a bit. “But yeah, I think that’d be fun.” She comments, before a having a though. “Say Stacy, if we did switch sizes, what would you do with me?” She asked curious.

Stacy had to move so she wouldn’t be pushed to the bottom when the food in her stomach started to move, but once it stopped and she was in a safe enough spot, she started thinking on what she would do with Lindsey if she was tiny again. “I… I don’t know.” She answered. “I mean, there wouldn’t be much to do since we’d be stuck in the castle, but I wouldn’t eat you or anything. I think I would feel just as weird as being eaten yourself.”

“Well I wouldn’t mind if you did.” Lindsey replies finally finding a bathroom. “Alright, hold on, we can discuss this more after I get you out okay?” She informs the tiny girl as she grabs some floss. She ties one end to form a noose so that Stacy would be able to hold on before swallowing the end and feeling it going down her throat, holding on to the other end tightly. “Alright, there should be a floss rope for you to grab onto. I want you to put the loop around your chest. Tell me when you’re ready and I’ll pull you back out okay?”

“O-oh, alright.” She watched as the noose soon came down, it being covered in saliva as she couldn't help but cringe. She grabbed it with some hesitation before she put it around her chest. Once she made sure that she was ready, she only tugged on the floss twice.

Lindsey almost didn’t notice the tug, but took it as a sign Stacy was ready. “Alright, I’m gonna pull you up now.” She informs the tiny girl before slowly pulling her up. She could barely feel the girl’s weight making the ‘rope’ sway in her stomach. “Alright, so where the floss came through, there should be a big circle of muscles, is it open or is it shut around the floss?” Lindsey asks.

“Uhm, I-it’s shut.” She answered, not really wanting to look at it while she was still inside.

“Okay, well, that’s gonna make it just a bit more difficult.” She replies. “Um, there’s a couple ways I could get it open. The first way is to swallow something, like a liquid or just some spit, and pull you through in the time it’s open. The second, is to try and cough you up past it without triggering my gag reflex too much. Which do you want to try first?” She asks knowing that Stacy was pretty uncomfortable with either option.

“Uhm, w-whichever one seems easier for you.” She said, not sure which one would be better.

“Alright, um, I’ll try swallowing something first. Would you prefer I swallow water or is it okay just to swallow some saliva?” Lindsey asks the tiny girl, trying to make the situation as ‘painless’ as possible.

“Water please!” She quickly shouted, feeling that more saliva would just be more gross.

“Alright, hold on tight.” Lindsey says before running the faucet and scooping a little bit of water into her mouth and swallowing it. As it ran down her throat she pulled Stacy up past the ring of muscles, which closed underneath her after the water passed. “Alright, it should be easier from here on out.” She informs the tiny girl. “However I’m still gonna have to pull you out slowly, I don’t want to throw up after all that and defeat the whole reason we did this. So, I guess you get to have a better look at my throat.” She says with a bit of a giggle, accidentally letting the floss slip a bit and causing Stacy to land on top of the stomach’s closed entrance.

She yelped as she was dropped to the closed entrance, quick to latch onto the rope thinking that she might end up back in the stomach. “Lindsey quit playing around and let me out!” She was quick to shout as she did not want to stay here any longer.

“I’m working on it okay, and don’t worry, unless I swallow that ring will stay closed.” Lindsey explains. She starts pulling the floss back up slowly, stopping whenever she gags a bit. Eventually she pulls Stacy up past the throats barrier and feels her at the back of her mouth, hanging above the entrance of her trachea. “Hey, so how do my vocal chords look?” She asks with a giggle.

“Disgusting as always.” She quickly says as she tried to pull herself out herself.

Lindsey huffs, the air coming out of the trachea tossing Stacy onto the giant woman’s tongue. Beyond Lindsey’s lips, Stacy can see the bathroom mirror and the reflection of the woman whose mouth she’s in. Lindsey see’s Stacy in the mirror. “Hi.” She says around the girl, and waving her now free hand.

“H-hey.” She simply replies as she only sighed and was close to just laying on her tongue.

Lindsey pulls Stacy out, laying the tiny girl in her palm. “Alright, you can take off the floss rope now.” She says. “Think I’ll start keeping a thing of floss with me in case of scenarios like this in the future.”

“Ugh, you’re really starting to make me think hanging out with you is a bad idea.” She mumbled as she only laid her head on her palm.

“Hey, I’m just being prepared is all. It’s bound to happen no matter who you hang out with, since they have to be either ponies or myself for you to get around. At least until you get a new wheelchair.” Lindsey replies defensively. “Besides, you didn’t freak out as much this time. I guess you’re starting to get used to it.” She points out laughing.

“Yeah, but I’m hating that now.” She mumbled yet again as she didn’t like getting used to being eaten constantly. “And I would probably need help even with a wheelchair. I don’t think a tiny wheelchair is good enough for a cobblestone road.”

“True, probably wouldn’t make it out Twilight’s front door without getting stuck. Then of course there’s the stairs.” Lindsey comments. “But enough about that, how about we continue our little conversation, the one about size swapping. So, you never really answered my question, and I want an honest one. What would you do if our sizes were swapped and I was in your hand?” She asks curiously.

“Can I just take a bath first? I just feel so gross now.” She asked, really wanting a bath after all that.

“Well we are in a bathroom, so, okay.” Lindsey replies. She sets Stacy down on the counter, plugs the sink and puts a bit of warm water in it. She then starts giving the tiny girl a bath. “I wonder if this is kind of how it feels to be a parent, except, well you know.” She says teasing Stacy.

“Are you suggesting that you like taking care of me?” She blushed pink at the idea of being taken care of her. ‘I wouldn’t really mind… maybe she could be with me and Rainbow.’ She blushed more at the idea of three of them living together.

“I don’t mind, plus I think Dash would have a hard time doing anything like this.” Lindsey says. “If you were to have a pony caretaker, they’d have to be a unicorn, and you wouldn’t want a tiny caretaker since that would make both of you targets.” She points out.

“Would you honestly suggest living with us?” She asked, her blush now turning red, remembering the weird shipping that Lindsey brought up when it was just the two of them awake.

Lindsey shrugs. “Where does Rainbow live?” She asks, not knowing.

“...in a cloud house.” She answers after a moment of silence.

“Well, um, yeah, perhaps instead you should live with me. I am after all buying a place of my own, firmly on the ground.” Lindsey suggests. “Rainbow Dash could come by and visit you, and considering what Twilight told me about her pass time, if I got a bed for her to nap in she probably wouldn’t mind, maybe even stay overnight often enough.”

“Wait, you’d really let me stay with you? A-after all I did to you?” She had to look up at Lindsey as she wanted to know her answer. “Honestly, I would probably just make them visit every once in awhile. But not be, like, my roommate or something.” She couldn’t help but blush at the imagery in her head.

“All you’ve done to me.” Lindsey thinks back before giggling. “I’m the one who should be asking why you’d want to stay with me. I mean sure your words hurt a bit, but all I had to do was merely make mention of eating you and you’d stop immediately and start begging. Also, I wasn’t suggesting they be a roommate or anything, after all they’ve already got their own places.” Lindsey says. “But to answer your question, yes, yes you could stay with me if you want.”

Stacy couldn’t stop herself from tearing up. More then happy that she could actually stay with another human, more so with one who could keep her safe. But after some time, she started thinking on how Rainbow would react if she decided to move in with Lindsey then stay with her. ‘How would she react..? Would she be upset? Angry? Or perhaps… happy?’ She glanced away at the thought as she didn’t know if staying with Rainbow would be better or not. ‘On one hand, I could help try and make Rainbow not be the “Gulper” that everyone sees her as, but on the other, Lindsey is the only human friend I have that get’s what I’m going through.’

After finishing washing Stacy, she dries the girl off and places her on the sink’s counter. She drains the water and puts some fresh warm water in. She then starts washing out Stacy’s clothes. “So Stacy? Want to stay with me?” She asks.

Stacy didn’t know what to say, but she knew what she needed to ask. “B-but what about Rainbow?”

“We’ll have to talk to her of course.” Lindsey says as she finishes washing Stacy’s clothes and pats them dry with a hand towel, before dressing Stacy again. “I think she’d probably approve, especially since I saw her gleefully taking part in her old pass time.”

“But… even though she likes it, she doesn’t want to be known by being a heartless tiny hunter.” She explained. “Though, I highly doubt she would want me to keep dragging her down.” She rubbed her arm as she wasn’t sure if she just wanted to stay to help RD more than anything.

“She isn’t a heartless tiny hunter, she just likes eating tinies a bit too much. Snatchers are heartless tiny hunters.” Lindsey replies.

“And who’s to say that some people might think she’s secretly a snatcher without actually knowing her?” Stacy asked. “I… I honestly don’t know if I want to stay with her cause I want to change her for the better.”

“They don’t, especially since no one has vanished.” Lindsey replies. “It’s just her way of getting to know the tinies around town. It’s actually most ponies ways of getting to know tinies. She’s just more frequent.”

Stacy only sighed as she felt Lindsey was right. “Well, can you at least tell Rainbow that I might be living with you. I mean, I don’t know. I… I never had a roommate before.”

“At this point, it’s either, her, Twilight, Starlight and Spike, or myself. You’d have an impossible time on your own. In any of these cases you’re gonna have a roommate.” Lindsey points out.

“Y-yeah… I guess so. But it just feels a little wrong leaving Rainbow to stay with you instead. N-not saying that I wouldn’t like to. I mean… you’re the only human I ever talked to since I got here… and the only human friend I have too.” She blushed pink when she admitted that.

“Aw, so you do admit I’m your friend.” Lindsey coos. “Anyway, it’s up to you, if you want to stay with me or whoever else.” Lindsey replies. “I’m not going to force you, and I don’t think Rainbow would either.”

“I… I do. I do want to live with you.” She answered. “Honestly, I only had limited places to be anyways in Rainbow’s house since it’s literally a cloud. And… and I think you understand what I’m going through all the time. I… I trust you. I trust you enough to actually live with you.”

“Aww!” Lindsey coos again. “This is a side of you I really haven’t seen. Open and honest with exactly what you’re feeling at the moment.” Lindsey says, starting to walk back to the room she’s staying in. “Alright, we’ll tell Dash then later today. She’ll probably be back later, since I’m still staying at Twilight’s until I find a house here. We can tell her then.” Lindsey added. “Until then, and since you’ve had your bath, we could continue our conversation.”

“You really don’t want to let go of this size swap idea.” She commented, having a small blush on her cheeks when Lindsey cooed at her more honest moment.

“Well I’m just curious.” Lindsey says. “I mean, until we got here, none of us had to deal with giants and now I’m an actual giant to every tiny I meet.”

“Well, I can’t really answer what I would do since that obviously never happened to me before. For all I know, I could do something I never tried before.” She replied, looking down from Lindsey. “More so on what I couldn’t do since I can’t leave the castle.”

“Well, I’m just wondering what you would do. Just imagine, you’re suddenly your actual height in Equestria and I’m one inch tall in your hand. What do you do?” Lindsey asks, deciding to take the role-playing approach.

Stacy only shrugged as she rubbed her arm.

“Oh come on, there’s got to be at least something you can think of.” Lindsey says.

She only shook her head. “Even if I was normal size, I would be stuck here. Maybe if I had a wheelchair, I would want to explore the town without being afraid...” She said. “Does that count as one thing?”

“I guess, but I was thinking more along the lines of what you’d do specifically to me, or with me, not just what you’d do if you were big again.” Lindsey clarifies, as they get to the room she’s staying in and she sits down on the bed. “So, say we were to switch sizes right now and I was in your hand, what would you do?” She asks again, hoping to be more clear.

“I… I don’t know. T-to be honest, I think I would be more shocked t-to do anything to you. Wh-what would you want me to do?” She asked, looking up at her. “O-other than possibly eating you.”

“You want to know what I’d like to do?” Lindsey asks. “You sure?”

Stacy was hesitant at first, but she slowly nodded, looking away again, a pink blush on her cheeks as she felt that Lindsey would want her to do what the large girl did to her.

“Well, instead of telling you how about I show you.” Lindsey says shifting her grip on Stacy.

Stacy tensed up once her grip was changed, the small girl getting a little nervous, thinking that asking that was a bad idea. But soon the bad thoughts changed to… more romantic thoughts, causing her to blush again.

Lindsey lays down and lays Stacy down on her neck, in the area between the two muscles that line her throat forming a sort of natural hammock. After that she just lays there, making a relaxed hum. “This. This is what I’d want. To just relax right where you are.” She says. When she swallows, Stacy feels the ‘lump’ travel underneath her.

“B-but why? Isn’t the bed you’re l-laying on good enough?” She decided to ask, only being able to look up at her chin as she couldn’t see her face exactly.

“Tell me, where you’re lying, is it soft?” Lindsey asks.

“Y-yeah. And warm too.” She answered with a small blush. “B-but isn’t a bed soft and warm too?”

“Hold on, I’m still getting to the point.” Lindsey says. “Now then, where you’re lying, do you feel any springs, anything hard against your back?”

“N-no. But don’t you have some hard bones underneath all this?” She answered again.

“Actually, under there are the muscles in my throat. You know, my trachea and esophagus, but the point is you don’t feel them unless I flex them or swallow.” She says. “Finally, are you comfortable there?”

Stacy took her time to answer it, but she had a small smile when she answered. “Yeah. It’s comfortable.” She turned to her side as she curled close to the small area. “If we do ever switch sizes, I promise I’ll do this for you.”

“So you understand why now?” Lindsey asks.

“Mhm.” She nodded.

“It’s comfortable, safe, and relaxing. After I wound up here, I actually took a closer look at that very spot you’re laying on. I don’t know why since there weren’t any non-tiny humans at the time, but I decided that if there were, I’d like to lay there on them if we were friends. Just us laying there relaxing together.” Lindsey replies somewhat dreamily. “So now that you know what I’d want to do if you were big and I was tiny, do you have any ideas about what you’d do if that were the case?” She asks.

“Yeah. I think so. I think all you want to do is relax as a tiny instead; doing things you can't really do unless our size was swapped.” She said, thinking that maybe she got what she was telling her.

“Well, yes that is what I’d want to do with you if our sizes were swapped, just relax, maybe have a pleasant chat about what our goals are, maybe walk around inside your tummy for a bit.” She says. “So, now that I said what I would do, or want to do, if our sizes were swapped, did that give you any ideas of what you would do, or want to do?” She asks, still laying there relaxing, enjoying the other side of what she wanted to do as a tiny.

“I…I don't know. I mean, it's a little hard to imagine myself being bigger than a pony. I can only figure out what I wanted to do if we did swap.” She said. “There wouldn't be much to do, but…I guess we could see Fluttershy’s animals. I mean, I like small caged animals, but I have a feeling they would only see me as a free meal if I went over there tiny.” She said. “I…the only reason I would also want to do that is cause I kinda miss the feeling of a cute little hamster in my hands or an adventurous rat climbing on me.” She smiled a little as she blushed pink. “I always thought small things were adorable, while giant things seemed more amazing… like, say you for example.” She blushed more after saying that.

Lindsey giggles, the movement shakes Stacy as she right there. “Aw thanks. I don’t think you’d have to worry about Fluttershy’s animals though. You see, Twilight, being the wealth of information she is, has told me a lot about the town. Fluttershy not only takes care of the animals at her cottage, but she also runs Ponyville’s Tiny Orphanage. From what I hear the animals help her with the kids and are very protective of them.” Lindsey explains. “As for imagining yourself bigger than a pony, that’s not what I’m asking. What I’m asking is for you to imagine holding me if I were an inch tall, and what you’d do, or want to do.” She adds.

“I-I already told you.” She only said as she glanced away from her chin. “I’d probably be too surprised to do anything to you. M-maybe touch you to see if this was all real, b-but I can’t think of anything else after that.”

“Well, I guess that’s all I’m gonna get out of you. Oh well.” Lindsey says. “So, what do you want to do now? Should we just relax here?”

“I-I don’t mind staying here a bit longer.” Stacy blushed as she looked down at her hands. “B-but… what would you do if you were tiny again? Find your friends? Hang out with them? Maybe find clothes for your size then?” She took a few wild guesses as she didn’t know what she would do.

“If I was tiny again. Hmm. Now is this if our sizes were swapped, or if somehow that spell came back and I shrunk again?” She asks for clarification.

“Wouldn’t it be the same either way?” She commented. “I guess the only logical suggestion is if we swapped.”

“Well, if we swapped, my size would return eventually, but I think I’d just hang out with you. Like I said, we could relax, I could maybe wander around like the rats you like, I could wander around in your stomach. That’s what I’d want to do.” Lindsey replies.

“And if the spell came back?” She asked curiously.

“Well, you’d still need someone to help you out wouldn’t you?” Lindsey asks. “And of course Cody, I’ll be taking care of him after Twilight’s tests are complete. That would just mean instead of my own full sized house, we’d stay here with Twilight instead, unless you’d rather stay at Dash’s place, but that’s only if the spell came back.”

“Well, I guess I would be okay staying in the castle. The floors seem smooth enough for me to use a wheelchair on. And more places to be in instead of on the living room table, kitchen counter, the dressers in her bedroom and on Dash’s belly.” She said. “It might seem a lot of places but really it isn’t.”

“You forgot one, after all, Dash could put you in her belly as well.” Lindsey says with a giggle, accidentally shaking the tiny girl some more as her throat’s muscles moved..

Stacy only stayed quiet as she showed a serious face at that suggestion.

Lindsey lays there for a little while, before deciding to sit up slowly, causing the girl to slip in between her breasts, landing in her bra. Lindsey giggles at the feeling. “Want to come visit Cody with me?” She asks.

Stacy was quick to pull herself out of her little predicament, blushing at the close contact of Lindsey’s breasts, but she only looked up at her. “I’ve never really seen this Cody kid. Only heard of him through Rainbow Dash and you.” She said. “But I guess I have nothing else to do, sure.”

Comments

[Gundamdragon]

Yes the tummy fun

[Prince_Zodiac]

I ship it.