The Door to a New Life
I’ve been living with Twilight for years in Ponyville. She is like an older sister to me, that fact is known to pretty much everypony in town. Despite this, however, for some reason unknown to me, I keep forgetting the most important thing about sisters, the one detail that every guy should keep engraved in their minds lest they face a terrible fate.
I forgot to knock on her door before entering.
Excuses have become obsolete at this point. Why my mind cannot wrap itself around that single rule is beyond me. But when her long awaited package finally arrived at the Crystal Palace doors, I quickly signed the receipt and ran as fast as my dragon legs could to the second floor and just burst into her room to let her know the good news, only to realize there would be bad news for me when what I had just done clicked in my head.
I won’t go into details, but the basic image that was presented to me was a naked purple alicorn lying on her back on her bed and masturbating with a vibrator. I was frozen from shock, as would be the expected reaction in this kind of situation. Unexpectedly though, I could feel a tent forming in my pants as I stared at my self proclaimed sister playing with herself.
She yelled my name, obviously unhappy with the intrusion. I turned around and made a mad dash out of the room, only to find myself wrapped in a purple aura and yanked back in her lair, the door shutting and locking behind me. She rose from her bed and levitated my helpless form in front of her, forcing me to look at her, and it took all of my willpower to avoid glancing at her naked body: I didn’t need to give her more reasons to be angry.
Despite being as tall as her since my growth spurt, Twilight was still intimidating when she was mad. She had been my authoritative figure for my entire life, after all. Still, even though I thought of her as my older sister, Little Spike in my pants was on a totally different standpoint than my rational mind was. To my fear, she noticed, as she trailed her gaze downward, which I followed, unable to avoid taking an extra second on her C-cup breasts and the dark purple nipples adorning them.
When she looked back at me, I tried to apologize, even though it was pointless: I knew she knew that I’d never learn, but that didn’t stop me from trying in case it’d miraculously save my face this time. She just shook her head as I blurted out apology after apology until I saw a devious smirk spread on her lips, filling me with worry for my upcoming punishment. I grew a little scared when she lit her horn brighter, and even more so when I felt strange sensations course through my body. Before I could ask what she was doing, the light from her magic blinded me before I passed out in her telekinetic hold.
Luckily for me, I was lying on a plush surface when I came back to. I had no idea how long I was out, but a quick glance at the huge clock on the nightstand to my left told me I had been for a little over half an hour. I didn’t know what Twilight did, but making me pass out was a bit extreme for a punishment, even if it was for entering her room without knocking.
‘Wait, giant clock?!’ I thought as I did a double take and looked back to my left. Sure enough, the clock was actually giant sized and, upon sitting up, saw that was the same for the nightstand and the trinkets that lay atop it. With slight panic, I roamed my gaze around the room until it fell on the giant form of a naked purple alicorn standing at the foot of the bed and staring at me with the widest smile I’ve ever seen her have.
Realization struck me like a knife in the guts. Twilight had actually shrunk me down to the size of a small doll. If I had to hazard a guess, considering was sitting on her pillow, I was now no more than six inches tall. To be honest, she could have done much worse for punishment, though it would suck being this tiny until she felt I had suffered enough.
Deciding to break the ice, Twilight climbed onto her bed and laid on her belly with her arms crossed in front of her, and I instinctively backed away as her giant face got closer to me. My back eventually hit the frame, stopping me from going further, and I could do nothing but stare her back, her smile quite the unnerving sight.
“Now Spike, I hope you are ready for your punishment,” she said, her last word having a seductive tone to it, which got confirmed when she licked her lips. Of course, being the trapped little guy that I currently was, I tried to bribe myself out of this situation even though I knew it was pointless, but got silenced when she leaned forward and covered my entire face with her muzzle for a kiss.
I didn’t know how to feel at this point. I was afraid of the fact that she could do anything she wanted to me at this size and there was nothing I could do about it. On the other hand, my dick decided to come out of its sheath as the kiss went on, and it was then that I realized I got stripped of my clothes while I was briefly unconscious.
I was about to run out of breath when she finally pulled off me, but not before licking my entire body with her tongue and drenching me slightly in saliva, and I grew stiff when she lingered longer between my legs. Her giggles filled my eardrums; apparently she found it thrilling that I was trying to resist her advances, and trying would be the best way to put it. My length was now on full display for her to see, proof that I was and will be enjoying whatever she decided to do to me.
Knowing there was no way out of this, I accepted my fate and resigned to let her play with me however she wanted. I did intrude on a private moment, and if my punishment was to join in the fun in her own, twisted ways, then so be it. I only pleaded for her to be gentle, and with a caring smile that was more like her usual self, she nodded before raising her left hand and taking hold of my shaft with her thumb and index fingers, effectively making me moan from their softness.
Once I’ve relaxed into her grasp, she began rubbing her digits up and down my dick, which was slightly thinner than her fingers at my size. I kept my eyes trained on her visage while she stroked my crotch, her smile never leaving her features. Her wings were fully spread open, probably from the arousal she was gaining from working me up, and I could barely see her legs and hooves swing in the air behind her head.
Apparently, Twilight was content on just stroking me slowly with no rush. She did lean forward every now and then to drop a kiss on my tip or lap up some pre that had dripped out and, truth be told, I wasn’t in a hurry either. Of course, I knew she would change the pace at some point, but for now, I was simply happy enjoying the fingerjob she was giving me.
Deep down inside, it still felt weird that my sisterly figure was pleasing me sexually, but, to be quite honest, I would be lying if I said I didn’t like her more than just a sibling. I don’t think I could look at her as my sister after this, but as far as I am concerned, I don’t mind the change.
Speaking of change, I didn’t notice her sneak her other hand to my balls and begin stroking them with the underside of her right index finger, her giggling as I let out a surprised gasp. To add frosting on the cake, I could now see the crevice between her breasts now that her arms weren’t blocking the view anymore, but my attention was focused elsewhere, mainly my pulsating shaft which threatened to blow shortly.
She caught on it without me needing to tell her, as she stopped rubbing my shaft and instead used her fingers to hold the base while she brought her head down, kissing my tip again before separating her lips and sealing them around my rod. With a wink, she proceeded to suck on it and lap the head, moaning around it as more pre fell on her tongue while I tried my best to hold it out as much as possible.
I never thought of myself as a macrophile until today. Having your dick rubbed and sucked by a giantess was actually the best feeling I’ve felt in a while, although admittedly, I didn’t have much else to compare this to. Her giant, soft fingers coupled with that huge, smooth tongue caressing my dick were enough to drive me wild. At this rate, it wouldn’t be long before I burst into Twilight’s mouth, though that was fine with me.
I lost it after a minute or two, and I shut my eyes as my hot, dragon seed poured onto her tongue. She retreated her lips all the way to the tip and milked my shaft like a toothpaste tube with her fingers to coax out as much cum as she could, pulling her face away once she was certain she had gotten everything from me, but kept holding my penis. She moaned as she took her time to taste my essence before pulling her head back to swallow it all, using her right index finger to trail its descend down her throat and sighing in satisfaction when it reached her stomach, the hot air she exhaled sending pleasant shivers through my body as it wafted over me.
Twilight was kind enough to release my cock and give me a couple minutes to recover from my orgasm, though her violet eyes never ceased to scrutinize my tiny body. The only question that stuck in my mind right now was what she was going to do next. I trust her to not hurt me, but considering my size compared to hers, accidents could happen, and they’d likely not be pretty for me.
I got startled when she opened her mouth and snaked her tongue under my legs all the way to my butt without warning, to then seal her lips around my waist. Having secured her hold on my lower half, she switched position on her bed in order to sit with her back pressed against the frame, my body being hoisted up in the air and dangling around facing upward as she shuffled on the mattress, freaking me out a little. I’m grateful I don’t get nauseous easily.
When she was comfortably sat, she used her tongue to flip me over, and I couldn’t help the small moan that escaped me when my shaft made contact with the surface of her muscle. By doing that, she also gave me a perfect vantage point of her boobs, though I’m guessing that was the idea, because she immediately began suckling on my lower body as if it was candy and took hold of her breasts with both hands. When she was certain my eyes were glued to them, she began slowly mashing and rubbing them together, and I took extra attention to her hardened nipples that she squeezed between her middle and index fingers.
So basically, round two consisted of me acting as a lollipop for Twilight, her soft moans sending pleasant vibrations to my crotch. It probably would have been less pleasant if I had vertigo, which I don’t, so I was free to enjoy the feel of her tongue against my legs and groin without a care in the world while watching her play with her two magnificent orbs from above. Oh how I would love to be nestled between them right about now, but I wasn’t much in a position to ask, so I’m just gonna go along with her schedule.
As if reading my mind, she cut act two short by craning her neck forward and opening her muzzle to drop me face first in her welcoming cleavage with a giggle. While Little Spike was sad it didn’t get to blow again, my new prison made up for it, and she did not waste time resuming playing with her breasts, squishing my body when she pressed them together and flopping it left and right when she alternately rubbed them up and down. While it wasn’t as good as her tongue, her skin rubbing against my shaft still kept it hard.
She massaged me with her boobs for a few minutes. As much as I would have loved to stay between those lovely orbs of fat, it seemed Twilight had other plans in mind. Pinching my right ankle, she fished me out of her cleavage and rose me above her head, and even though everything was currently upside down for me, I could undeniably see her lick her lips before smiling widely at me. She pulled me in for a quick kiss, then lowered me all the way to her wet crotch, which I was safe to assume had been leaking for a while if the stain on the bed covers underneath were any indication.
At first, I thought she was going to make me lick her clitoris or something, but dread filled me when she released her left boob and brought her hand down to split her lips apart, allowing me to see the flesh and darkness inside. I tried to shout my protests, only to have them ignored as she slowly inserted me head first in her pussy, and I could faintly hear her moan as her folds constricted around my body as if they were eager to swallow me.
Twilight’s POV
Having Spike trapped in my cleavage as I pressed my tits against him had felt amazing, but that couldn’t compare to the feeling of his whole body inside my vagina right now. I had shrunk him just enough so he’d still make a good dildo, and I was now going to finish what he had interrupted.
I never released my hold on his ankle, instead using this grip to pull him out and then push him back in at a slow rhythm. I sensually bit my lower lip as I used him to masturbate, even though that didn’t prevent my moans from escaping.
I let out a surprised gasp when I felt him begin stroking my inner walls with his claws, causing shivers of pleasure to run down my entire spine as he hit all the good spots. I guess he felt like upping up the ante, so that’s what I was going to do, too. I started pumping him at a faster pace and brought my left hand to my clit, using my middle finger to tap it lightly before rubbing it in a clockwise motion.
My room was filled with the smell of sweat, sexual secretions, my moaning, panting and the shlicking sounds from my pussy. My tail that currently hung to the side swished left and right from the bliss I was feeling. While I did not necessarily want to treat him as an object, he actually felt better than any plain old dildo I’ve had the chance to try as of yet.
We kept our ministrations going for a little over a minute, which was when I started getting close to climaxing. I pumped his body faster in my womb and replaced my circular motions to my clit by pinching it instead, both of those actions sending me over the edge a few seconds later. I cried in ecstasy as my love juice spilled on my covers - I’ll clean them up later. When I had ridden it out completely, I licked my lips and lightly tapped my nub before pulling Spike out of my folds.
I cast a drying spell on him to clean off the cum that had stuck to him and my hand before examining him closely. He was panting heavily, but aside from that, he was totally fine. I opened up my left hand and deposited him in my palm so that he was sitting facing me, his legs dangling off the edge while my fingers acted as a backrest.
I offered him a kind smile when he looked up at me, but he hesitantly returned it, probably awaiting my next devious plan. I reassured him by affectionately petting the scales on his head with a finger before leaning in to give him a sweet kiss. I did chastise him for not knocking at my door before entering, and while I hope it won’t happen again, I didn’t put my hopes up too much for that.
I noticed his dick slowly retreating back into its sheath from the lack of attention it had been having, but I decided to have one last treat before I grew him back to normal. So, I raised his chin up with my index finger before sticking it in my mouth and sucking seductively on it as I stared at him with half-lidded eyes, fluttering my eyelashes at him.
As predicted, he stared at me with rapt attention while Little Spike stopped its retreat and slowly came back out. When I had lubricated my digit enough with my saliva, I brought it to his crotch and softly stroked the upside of his shaft with it, giggling as I heard him moan at my touch. I eased him into it for a little while before my thumb joined the fray by grabbing the underside of his cock. With it effectively trapped between my digits, I started rubbing them along his fleshy rod like I did before, sensually licking my lips every now and then to add to the show.
I watched him squirm in my grasp with his eyes closed as I pleasured him. When pre started leaking out, I leaned my head forward to lick it up, moaning as its sweet taste invaded my tastebuds once again. As I stroked his shaft, I used my tongue to flick his tip, and he cried in bliss from the extra stimulus. He was putty in my hands as I rubbed, licked and kissed his dick.
It soon began pulsating between my fingers, signaling its incoming release, so I prepared myself by opening my maw and extending my tongue out under his cock so his sperm would squirt either on my muscle or directly down my throat. To my delight, when he orgasmed, most of it shot straight into the latter, which I promptly swallowed as it came. His seed only started pooling onto my tongue when the flow slowed down, and I moaned as it warmed my muscle.
Just like before, I lightly squeezed his shaft like a toothpaste tube to get every last drop of cum that I could. Once he was empty, I released his dick and pulled my head back to swallow what had accumulated on my tongue, tracing a finger along the bulge in my throat as it traveled down to my stomach, grasping my right breast on the way. Of course, Spike didn’t waste time looking at it as I briefly fondled it, and I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped my lips. I even went as far as to pinch my nipple, and I swear his dick rehardened just from that.
“Aw, does Little Spike have another gift for me?” I teasingly asked, chuckling as he tried to cover it with a hand. Without waiting for an answer, I laid down on my back and dropped him on my mouth, aligning his cock with it. I was going to turn him back, but if he had more to give me, then I would happily take it beforehand. Opening my lips so that his dick poked through, I began sucking on his rod and balls altogether. Meanwhile, my right hand kept massaging by boob while I snaked my left to my crotch, where I proceeded to pump my index and middle fingers inside.
I knew I didn’t wait for it to recharge and I’d have to wait longer before I could sample his seed again, but I didn’t mind. I was still happy just sucking on his cock while I slowly built up my second climax. Besides, his moans were like music to my ears, sign that he was enjoying it and encouraging me to keep it going. To top it all, the tip of his tail tickling my chin as he happily swished it left and right actually felt nice.
Eventually, his climax got closer, and I did my best to time mine with his. I drenched my covers in even more lady cum while he exploded a third time in my mouth, his sperm falling directly down my throat. I didn’t swallow what stuck to my tongue yet, though. When the streams ended, I released my breast and pinched his torso to pull him out of my muzzle, then brought my left hand to my face and sucked on my two wet fingers. My eyes shot wide open when my essence mixed with his on my tongue, and I moaned in bliss around my digits at how heavenly the mixture tasted, closing my eyes as I savored it.
I kept tasting our cum for a few minutes before taking my fingers out of my mouth with a ‘pop’ and swallowed with a loud gulp, then took a couple more to recover, Spike having no choice but to do the same as I still had him in my grasp. I followed by putting him down on the bed and stood up, enveloping his body in my magical aura as I cast the spell to grow him back to his normal size, which merely took a moment to complete. I then handed him back his clothes I had tossed in a corner of the room, and he hurriedly put them on.
“I thought I was in for a punishment, Twi, so what was that all about?” he asked me with slight confusion. I couldn’t blame him, for I did make him succumb to my little game.
“I actually scared you a bit, didn’t I?” He replied with a nod. “I couldn’t actually punish you for something accidental like that. In all honesty, I just thought we could both use a little fun time.” I giggled as he rolled his eyes at my pun.
“But why?”
I shook my head; he could really be so dense sometimes. “You don’t think I never noticed you giving me those odd looks every now and then, do you? Especially when I wore simple clothing and my boob crack was visible.” He flinched at those claims, clearly caught red-handed, and he stammered before I cut him and continued. “And answer me this: am I really only your big sister after all these years, or to be more accurate, since you hit maturity six years ago?”
He turned his head away, undoubtedly debating whether he dared answer or not. With a sigh, I walked up to him and grabbed his hands in mine, causing him to look back at me. I could faintly see my reflection in his green eyes.
“If you won’t say anything, Spike, then I will break the ice instead,” I said before leaning forward and locking my lips with his in a tender kiss. I felt him grow stiff for a moment, obviously surprised by my boldness, but he soon relaxed into it and let my tongue enter his mouth to meet his own. We kept our fingers entwined as we tasted each other, separating only when we needed to breathe.
“I love you,” I confessed, gazing into his eyes. “I may have taken you for granted in the past and there may have been times you felt I didn’t reward you enough for all the help you’ve provided me. I guess what we did today was my way to repent for all of that and show you how much those years living together mean to me. You could also call it a prelude for things to come in the future, if you’re interested of course.” I actually blushed a bit as I finished that sentence.
Spike stared at me as he tried to formulate a proper answer. I had handed him the full dessert plateau, and he was obviously debating whether to jump at it or carefully consider its contents. The fact that he didn’t reply right away hinted that he was leaning toward the latter.
“How long have we looked at each other in a different light?" He asked after a handful of minutes had elapsed.
“For you, I’d guess since you hit your puberty at eighteen. Celestia knows how many naughty magazines I saw you sneak past my nose when you thought I wouldn’t catch on.”
“Man, I shouldn’t have bet on slipping stuff past your keen eyes,” he said, slightly embarrassed. “But you guessed right. Although it was for innocent browsing at first, those magazines kinda opened my eyes to another reality.”
“Mares?” I finished for him.
“Mares,” he confirmed with a nod. “And I don’t know how else to phrase it, but since I’ve lived with you my entire life, I guess I used you as my first… experiment? That sounds so wrong.”
“I’d say it’s quite accurate. It took me a few months to notice, though.”
“Why didn’t you say anything if you noticed?” he asked, befuddled.
“I figured you were just going through a phase, so I thought not to interfere, believing you’d move on eventually. Obviously you didn’t.”
“Yet you didn’t do anything about it,” he remarked.
I shook my head. “As time went on, I slowly started questioning myself. Every time I’d catch you look my way like that, the same question popped into my mind: how do I exactly view you as?” I felt him strengthen his grip on my hands, and I continued as he listened to me attentively.
“I told myself that you were just a little brother to me, and stuck with that answer for years. However, the more time passed, the more I realized I was fooling myself with that claim, until one day I couldn’t keep lying to myself. That was when I first developed a crush on you.
“I sought help on how to deal with this. I never had any romantic relationships before - take that smirk off your face - so I had no idea what to do. Most ponies I’ve been to suggested me to just be honest and tell you as soon as possible or arrange a date in which to confess, but I didn’t do either because I couldn’t know how you felt about me. I only found out when I found some pictures of me near a questionable basket of used tissues when I cleaned your room while you were away in Manehattan with Apple Bloom, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle three months ago.”
“I didn’t mean for you to find that out,” he said morosely, turning his head down.
I pecked him on the snout to regain his attention. “I’m not mad, Spike, and I wasn’t back then either. I was shocked, though, because I didn’T really know what to do with this new information I had found.”
“And you never acted on it,” Spike said matter-of-factly.
“I chickened out again. I suppose a small part of me still wanted to think of you as a brother instead of a romantic partner, so I let it go. I’ve never been so torn in my life.”
“Until today,” he pointed out, and I nodded. “Did you actually plan all of this?”
“As much as I know your tendency to not knock on my door before entering, no, I didn’t. I actually didn’t expect that package to arrive so quickly. It was just coincidence that you barged in when I was relieving myself.”
“In my defense, you should have kept your door locked,” he argued.
“But I didn’t,” I said, his eyes going as wide as saucers as he caught on my slightly sensual tone, causing a smirk to spread on my lips.
“You left it unlocked on purpose!” he accused correctly.
“I MY defense, though, I wasn’t planning for you to barge in, but I will admit that I was feeling bold and hoped it happened. Since I couldn’t bring myself to address the issue that had been plaguing my mind for years, I figured I’d tempt fate and see what would happen. Luckily it didn’t disappoint.”
“And the part where you shrunk me to one tenth of my size?”
“That was just to spice things up a notch, though you can’t complain about it, mister.”
“I guess not,” he admitted, and I kissed him on the lips one more time before releasing his hands and started pushing him towards the door.
“Now, how about you go make us some breakfast, Spike? I’ll put on some clothes myself and join you shortly,” I suggested, and his face beamed at the mention of food.
“You got it, Twi!” he exclaimed before unlocking and opening the door, though I briefly stopped him before he shut it.
“And Spike? Thank you for listening to me, and sorry for not saying anything back when I should have.”
“It’s fine, Twi. I don’t think I would have been able to do it either if I had been in your horseshoes.”
“I love you,” I told him.
“Love you too, babe,” he returned my smile before shutting the door behind him, leaving me standing still naked with butterflies flying in my stomach.
“I’m his babe…” I muttered to myself as I slowly dressed up to tackle the day that lay before us. I was glad things turned out the way they did, and I couldn’t think of a way that would make them any better.
Everything was perfect right now.