• Published 19th Nov 2015
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Tales from Tinies. - MrAquino



An anthology of different tales involving small humans in a world filled with giant ponies.

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On Display

“Ooh! I can’t wait to learn about the history of Tinies!” A filly spoke with one of her classmates.

“Neither can I, but surely there must be a different way.” One of the colts spoke.

“Whaddya mean?”

“... You do realize that though Tinies are small, they still share many of the things we have, right?”

“Now now,” their teacher spoke. “Let’s not get too much in our discussion. We have a lot to learn about our small friends!”

“You mean snacks?” A different colt asked, making some of the students giggle. Before the teacher could say anything, a staff member for the Tiny-seum opened the door, seeing the class.

“Ah, you must be the class we’re expecting.” The stallion spoke. “I’m sure we’re going to have a great day, but we need to follow a couple of rules. Now, repeat after me.” He cleared his throat “I will not tap on the glass.”

“I will not tap the glass.” The foals repeated.

“I will not run.”

“I will not run.”

“I will ask questions regarding the exhibit.”

“I will ask questions regarding the exhibit.”

“And if I see a tiny outside of their exhibit, I will not eat them.” various groans were heard. “Ahem!”

“... And if I see a tiny outside their exhibit… I will not eat them.”

“... You could use some self control, kiddies. But, follow me.” He opened the door and lead the kids inside. The foals were in awe as they saw artifacs from the Tiny world, from their weapons, tools, and other ways of life. “Alright, before we truly begin, we’re a fairly new operation here, about 6 or 7 years. Some of our founders were quite interested in Tiny culture and history, so for some knowledge, these Tinies wish for a safe place to be in with food and water.”

“Have more come here?” One of the students asked.

“A couple, actually. We took plenty in for the first few years, though we’ve been slowing it down with some of the babies born.”

“How many Tinies do you have?”

“I’m… not quite sure, actually. I’m gonna guess… around ten thousand.”

“Did any of them die?”

“...That’s a very morbid question to ask, but no, none of them have passed away. Moving on, we’ll see the Tinies first step of history…”


Joseph stood at one of the mirror walls, rubbing his hand on his reflection. While he was born and raised here, he couldn’t help but feel that he was trapped and stowed away from the rest of the world. All he did know was that at 12, one of the giant ponies, would enter, dropping food for them and check on some of the wires and objects that are just about the building’s heights, but are away from them. His home was a city, with everyone walking around, busy, and driving around their cars, surrounded by very tall building that, surprisingly, dwarf the giant ponies, though they don’t seem to mind too much, especially how they can easily walk over traffic. However, he hoped he would meet his special friend. He turned and ran back to his home, not wanting to miss her in his home.

“And this here is the last display! The Modern Tiny home, right before they came to Equestria.” The students oohed at the sight, seeing how advanced their world was, but saw the back open with a tan mare with a dark yellow mane walking in with two bucket handles in her mouth.

“Who’s that?” One of the students asked.

“Oh, sorry, that’s Shelter Care, one of the first employees here. Seems we caught her at a bad time; she’s just doing some maintenance and feeding our exhibits.”

Joseph looked outside of his home’s windows, just seeing Shelter Care stroll along with a bucket of fruit & veggies, and water. As per usual, she set the buckets down and got a small shovel out (most likely a spoon to her) and stuck a small nozzle to the side of the water bucket, where a leak purposely came out.

“Lunchtime!” She announced to everyone around. Almost like ants, everyone stopped what they were doing and ran to her. Shelter Care took the spoon in her mouth and gave each tiny a scoop of food to them, who usually take it with their own shopping cart, or handbag of sort.


“Excluding what’s going on right now,” the class tour guide spoke. “What you saw was what happened in the history of tinies. I hope you had a nice day!” He and the class left, leaving Shelter Care alone with the Tinies in her exhibit.


Shelter Care looked around the whole crowd of Tinies scanning the Tinies at her hooves and near the spoonful of food, she paused when she felt little tappings on her left hoof she brought her attention to said hoof, seeing a familiar boy with a big smile on his face looking up at her. Shelter carefully lowered her head down towards the boy, her whole face now taken over the boy’s view of the so called sun in the exhibit. “Hello Joseph.” She smiled bringing her muzzle down to the boy, nuzzling him. He giggled, patting her muzzle.

“It’s so great to see you again!” Joseph rubbed her muzzle with his hands and pressed his face into her furry lip for a warm hug. “I missed you, Shelter.”

“I missed you to sweetie.” Shelter Care used her hoof to gently hold the boy up to her muzzle pressing him into her nose. Shelter saw the Tinies eating in the corner of her eye she looked over to the door and then with her hoof scooped Joseph up and then walked away outside from the city model and into a open field. There, she settled down relaxing in soft green grass, letting Joseph climb off her hoof and snuggle up to the fluffy fur of her chest.

“I missed you so much.” The boy hugged into the fluff, almost being engulfed by the fur. Joseph smiled up at her and Shelter smiled back. She crossed her front forelegs and leaned her head down giving Joseph little nuzzles on the head and back. Shelter loved Joseph, she was a like guardian to poor boy she had always protected him from other Tinies and snuck him extra food, ever since his parents were taken and sold to a rich unicorn as a gift for his spoiled daughter; she found it cruel how something so small could be treated so poorly, despite the fact they were more alike than they thought.

“You know, today’s pretty special.” Joseph spoke

“How so?” She asked

“Today’s my birthday.”

“Oh? And how old are you now?”

“Seven.”

“D’aww, a seven year old boy?”

“Yep.”

“Your becoming a little man.” Shelter nuzzled Joseph making him laugh from the slight tickles of the fur on her lips. “Anything you want for your birthday little man? Seven’s a big number you know and you should get something really special.”

“Yeah… but I don’t think it’ll happen.” Shelter gave a curious look.

“What do you mean?”

“Well… I want to see more.”

“... More of what?”

“The world! You and the others come from,... I wanna see your world.” Joseph shvered a bit. “B-B,.. But that won’t happen. What if I come out of the city and they sell away like Mommy and Daddy!?”

“Shhh~ Shh~” Shelter held Joseph close and laid her chin over him she used her one hoof to rub his back softly and as calmly as she could for the tiny boy. “Its ok, its ok, I won’t let that happen.”

“Y-You won’t?” Joseph whipped a small tear bubble away from his eye.

“Yeah I won’t. You know why?” She smiled looking down at him, “‘Cause you’re my little buddy, and I’d fight a whole bunch ponies for you.”

“You really would?” Joseph smiled feeling a sense of safety but also imagining Shelter fighting other giants in the city to protect him sounded like something amazing to watch.

“I sure would.” Shelter scooped up Joseph raised him up towards her lips, her gigantic lips puckered and kissed Joseph on the head making him chuckle. “I love you little guy and I’d do anything for you.”

“Eww pony spit.” Joseph chuckled while whipping off the remaining drool left from Shelter’s kiss making the mare giggle at her little friend’s predicament. “Now I need a bath.”

“I can help.”Shelter brought him closer to her mouth and opened her maw and started licking Joseph getting him soaked in her drool by the gigantic slippery tongue. She licked him almost getting stuck to her tongue, but falling off the front and back into her hoof.

“Thanks Shelter.” Joseph giggled whipping the spit from his face. “Ewww.”

Shelter chuckled gently setting Joseph back down to her warm chest so he could cuddle up into her fur once more she carefully watched, like a Mother hawk, making sure he was nice and tucked in her fur and making sure no other pony was watching them. Shelter scanned the door making sure nopony had been watching her. She brought her attention back to her boy looking at him with a warm smile as he happily cuddled in her warmth.

Something in the back Shelter’s mind kept ringing her thoughts as to what Joseph wanted and she was feeling a large pit of guilt forming in her belly that made her frown she watched as her boy almost looking like he was sleeping rested on her fur. She wanted nothing more then to take him away from the exhibit and bring him home, to her home so he could have a place that wasn’t prison to him. He was still a young child and he had been in a cage almost his whole life.

Shelter couldn't stand the thought anymore,... She had to take him away from this prison.

Shelter Care bit at her lip trying to think of a way to get him out of here, she saw her saddlebags near the city no that’s the first place they would look. No her mouth seemed like a good place they wouldn’t even look there. She smiled with a prideful smirk she leaned down towards Joseph and whispered softly.

“Joseph, I’m going to give you exactly what you want for your birthday.”

“What?” He whispered back.

“I’m going to bring you home with me and then you’ll see the outside world.” Joseph’s face lit up a wide smile stretched across his face along with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

“R-really?”

“Of course! But, this is going to be a bit scary, but you’re gonna have to enter my mouth.” The pony lowered her head down and opened her maw wide, sticking her tongue out like a carpet. The child looked ahead, looking into the maw of his friend, feeling and hearing the warm breath blow across his face.

"... I-in there?"

"Uh huh."

"In... your mouth?"

"Uh huh."

"... Is it safe?" She groaned a bit, bringing their tongue back into their mouth before speaking.

"Look, it's safe, okay? A bit wet, and gross, but safe, especially if I have to get past the boss. Just hop in and stay quiet, okay?" Shelter lowered her head down and reopen her mouth. Very hesitantly, Joseph walked onto her tongue, where the pony brought her tongue back into her mouth and closed her jaw. Unbeknownst to him, Joseph was tasty, tasting like caramelized baby carrots to Shelter Care. It didn't take long for the staff member to taste the child a bit, gently tossing them in their mouth.

"Oof! H-hey! What's going on!?"

"Oh! Schory!” She moved her tongue a bit and laid her tongue on Joseph, keeping him under her tongue. ‘It’s alright, as long as he doesn’t move a lot, we’ll both be fine.” Shelter Care began to walk out of the exhibit and closed the door behind her, following routine, though with more drool falling out of her mouth, due to Joseph’s good taste. Joseph himself found her mouth to be quite exhilarating; it was a bit frightening, since it’s a place where food goes, he couldn’t help but find how warm her mouth was, with all of her spit landing on him, with mixed feelings of comfort and disgust.

Shelter Care arrived to the security checkpoint, rubbing her mouth clean from her drool and swallowing whatever spit built up in her mouth. To help her look normal, she pulled a sandwich from her bag and ate it. It was normal for security to look inside their staff’s mouth, but if Joseph was to be under sone chewed up bread, they would get out clean.

Shelter Care brought the last bites of sandwich into her mouth. She saw a security guard showing up and her mouth was full of chewed sandwich, a bit of drool dripping from the corner of her mouth. The guard stared at her and walked over to her his face lowered down to her level.

“Sorry, Shelter you know the drill.” He said. “Open up.”

“Uhhfff k.” Shelter opened her mouth a loud ‘Ahh~’. The guard retraced his head back, seeing the mushed up sandwich making him queezy.

“Uhh.Ok sorry Shelter.” He walked away with a green color forming oh his cheeks.

“Nnnn premmblm.” Shelter carefully swallowed bits of her sandwich with loud gulps making sure not to swallow Joseph by mistake. “That was close.”

“Ugh… did you had to eat a sandwich?” Joseph asked, taking a bit of chewed up sandwich off his head. “Are we out?” His answer came as the tongue was lifted off of him and Shelter Care opened her mouth wide. Joseph looked outside of the open maw of his friend seeing the museum hall. Joseph climbed onto the squishy tongue slipping a bit as he made his way to the middle of the tongue.

“Whoa.” Joseph looked around in the mouth; it was like a giant fleshy cave nothing like he’d seen in his exhibit, the new sight was a bit scary but amazing. Joseph smiled feeling the soft slimy surface with his hands he could feel the movement under him. “Hey! How does this feel?”

Oh no! Please stop!’ Was all that went through Shelter’s mind. Joseph took off his shoes and socks, placing his bare feet on her tongue, and gently squeezed his toes on her taste buds.

“Wow! It feels so soft in here!” He smiled and laid down on the soft tongue he spread his arms out in a hug squeeze what he could manage on her gigantic tongue. Joseph then got up standing on the tongue and then flopped back down making the squishy tongue splat with a squishy sound echoing.

‘Please, stop it!’ She began to sweat a bit and drool harder.

“Never thought your mouth would be so soft, or slimy!” he grabbed the sides of her tongue and began to wrap himself in between them.

‘NO!!! Stop it!!!’ She internally whimpered, sweating like a shower, drooling very hard, and began to breath heavily.

Joseph stopped using her tongue like a sleeping bag and looked down into her throat, hearing her rapid breathing, and seeing her throat muscles at work.

“Wow… It's so deep!” Joseph walked down her tongue and neared her cavernous throat.

‘Don't do it!’ Joseph leaned in a bit further.

“It’s so massive! I bet if you wanted to, you could swallow anyone with just a gulp.”

‘Please! Stop!!!’

He was just a few inches from falling in. “Have you eaten anyone before? Your stomach must be like a house in there! If I fall in, would there be skeletons down-”

“I CAN'T HANDLE IT!!!” Suddenly the slippery tongue lifted up almost knocking Joseph into her throat. He quickly grabbe a hold of the fleshy flap holding on with all he could but it swung back and forth as Shelter Panicked Joseph’s grip began to loosen ad soon he wa flng back into her throat, Shelter shut her mouth and tossed her head back, swallowing Joseph in a quick gulp. She breathed hard as she began to taste what was left of Joseph, swallowing all her drool. “Oh! SO GOOD!!!”

“SHELTER!!!” Joseph screamed in fear as he fell down his friend’s throat and into her stomach. “Ahhhhh!” He landed with a loud splat, landing in her stomach. Panic built into him as he looked around the fleshy prison, seeing the stomach walls move & churn what was inside while dripping with liquids, more specifically, on him and her sandwich from earlier. Joseph felt the walls impress in and out he saw the lite green liquids around him and swam towards the sandwich climbing into it. Using the bite of sandwich like boat seemed like a good idea, to the boy’s suspected fear, he watched the pieces of food starting to bubble and dissolved by the acids with a loud hissing sound that made him jump, seeing his sandwich boat being eaten away by a stream of bubbles forming around it. “N-NO!!! SHELTER!!! GET ME OUT!!!” He banged on the stomach walls with all his might, tearing up hard. “HELP!!! SOMEONE!!! ANYBODY!!! MOM!!! DAD!!! HEEELP!!!” He saw his boat was almost gone and the acids rose up to his feet. His eyes began to fill with tears as he attempted to bang his way out of Shelter Care’s stomach.

Joseph watched in horror as the acids began soaking his feet. The solid mass under him worked away and he fell into the hot goop Joseph clawed at the wall, his little hands slipping away at the slippery walls. He laid there against the stomach's humid wall, pressing his face into the soft spongy wall crying into it. Lucky for him, he wasn't alone.

“... Joseph?” Shelter’s voice gently boomed around him.

“S-S-Shelter,... Please don’t digest me,..” Joseph trembled clinging to the wall.

“Sweetheart,... Please don’t cry.” Joseph felt the wall impress in forming a lump under him. Joseph hugged into the lump. “Besides, even if could, I won't.”

“What?... What do you mean?”

“Yeah… see, your kind has a strange gift. Not only are you tasty, but you’re safe in our stomachs.”

“I-I-I,.. I’m safe?” Joseph felt the bubbling liquids; it was tingly and warm.

“Oh yes. Go ahead and walk around.” The place shifted as she laid on her side. Joseph slipped off the lump splashing into the liquids he swam around a little feeling the bubbling around he started to enjoy it a little,he found a shallow part of the stomach walking around in the stomach. As he did so, not only was there no stinging feeling, but nothing was melting away. A loud growl shook the place, which made Shelter burp a bit, making the stomach a bit smaller. “Oh! Excuse me.” A loud gurgle came, making Joseph fall to the side. Said gugle shook the wall he was on, which felt a bit ticklish and relaxing.

“...Huh, seems your stomach likes me.”

“I bet it does, but I think it’s because I’m still hungry.”

“H-hungry?”

“Don’t worry, you’ll enjoy this.” She got up and began to walk around. Joseph held onto her stomach walls.

“W-what are you going to have?”

“It’s a surprise, but you’ll like it.” She rubbed her belly gently. “You rest in there until then, Joseph.”

“O-ok…” Joseph looked around Shelter Care’s stomach, hearing her body at work, with her heart booming around him. His eyes became heavy, until a loud gurgle came. He looked up, seeing something that looked, and smelt something different. A loud gurgle told him to get out of the way, which he did, watching the new food fall in.

“Ahh… yummy!”

“Sh-shelter?”

“Yes?”

“Is that what I think it is?”

“Mhm…”

“PIZZA!!!” He ran and jumped into the greasy mix of cheese, bread, and various vegetables before snacking on it. “Oh… so good!” He felt Shelter pat her belly.

“Just like you were.”

“... Say, what did I taste like?”

“Like caramelized baby carrots.”

“... That’s oddly specific.”

“They were my favorite treat when I was your age.” She began to walk all the way back to her home, just a few blocks away from her job. With a lock of her door, and putting her stuff away, Shelter Care rested on her bed, feeling her food digested, and Joseph laying down, fast asleep. “Goodnight, Joseph. Tomorrow, you’re a part of the family.” Her eyes tired and she fell asleep, not having a care if she was going to get in trouble at work or not.

Author's Note:

Special thanks from Shrunken-LiittleBro12 for helping me make this sweet fic. He gave me the idea based off of this picture.

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