> Dating under pressure
>  by thornix
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> Dating_Under_Pressure-V3
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While Fluttershy wasn’t exactly an expert on the subject, she knew that first dates could lead to a lot of pressure. And Fluttershy was never very good at dealing with pressure. 

The gentle sounds of the restaurant around her did little to soothe her panic and terror. A tapestry of sound wafted from all sides: the hoof-steps of waiters, the gentle clinks of cutlery, the low conversations between friends and lovers and many more. The restaurant itself was quite a fancy place, a stone and wood building on the top of a hill, with one wall filled with windows overlooking Canterlot. The tables nearest to that were the busiest, so she stayed well away. Besides, it wasn’t like she was going to see much anyway. She was seated at a small table for two in the far corner, overlooked by the rest of the restaurant. 

All she had to focus on was herself and her thoughts, and neither were very appealing. Already she nervously fiddled and twiddled her hooves and the date hadn’t even arrived yet! She was comfortable at least, sitting on her haunches, propping herself up slightly, but the waiting was unbearable. 

“What if she doesn’t show up...” she thought, “...what if she’s just doing this to laugh at me ... mock me ... what if she ... what if she...” 

She was nervous. She’d never gone out on a date before, and definitely never before with somebody like Rainbow Dash. 

Fluttershy had known Rainbow as an acquaintance ever since she was young, but never really connected that much to her. Recently however they had spent more time together and grown to like each other regardless. Admittedly, their personalities often clashed and crashed, but there was some spark, some friendship between them that made it stick though. And there was something else as well ... something Fluttershy couldn’t ignore. Her gaze would linger on her rear as she trotted by, her cheeks would warm slightly when she saw her body, and some of the thoughts she had towards her friend were very much ... not ... suitable for any public conversation. 

Many a night had been spent restless, twisting and turning on her sheets as her hoof ran across the deepest part of her body. Eyes shut, body shivering, sweat building on her fur, she’d picture her body and whisper her name. 

“Fluttershy ... Fluttershy ... yes ... Fluttershy...” She’d mutter and moan as she brought herself closer and closer to that beautiful cliff of pleasure before tumbling over the edge. She would always sleep soundly after that and have the wildest of dreams too. 

Yet to act on that desire, to ask her out to a restaurant for a date ... that was something Fluttershy never thought she would do. She was not only shy, but afraid that if she showed 
herself bare to her friend, the relationship would be destroyed. She was content to just live out her fantasies in her mind and do nothing more. 

Yet fate ... or was it fortune ... had something else in mind? 

One day, Fluttershy had a pent-up desire she needed to sate, so she wrote an invitation. An invitation out to a date for her best friend to her favourite restaurant. She went into detail as to what they would eat, where they would go; it was a brilliant and self-indulgent fantasy. Yet it was nothing more than that: a fantasy. She slipped it in a letter, put on a stamp, then hid it away in her dresser, content for it to never see the light of day. Yet somehow, she wasn’t sure how, it had worked its way into a pile of letters she was set to post, and she ended up mailing the secret letter. When she couldn’t find it, she was worried, when she realised it had been sent, she was terrified, but when Rainbow Dash replied saying she’d love to, she didn’t know how to feel then. She was definitely excited, but it was buried beneath layers upon layers of fear and worry. 

Yet that was the past, and sitting in the restaurant, listening to the idle sounds of eating boom around her, that was the present. Rainbow Dash, and wherever that may go ... that was the future. 

Sighing as she reminisced over the memory, she focused once more on the world around her. The seat was a large, bowl like chair, with a plush, soft purple cushion that lightly dimpled to her touch. The upholstered walls of the chair stretched up and around her like the walls of a cliff. 

Such was to be expected, considering that Fluttershy was just over one centimetre tall. She was the size of a little beetle just under half an inch tall. 

While it might’ve been more than a little shocking to anyone else, Fluttershy herself had mostly adapted to her new life. After all, her new size was technically a wish come true. 

What should’ve been a gentle hum of the restaurant around her was more of a distant, pounding beat, like a giant drum from a great distance away. Every hoofstep sent a tiny tremor up through the chair and into her body. The closer it was the stronger. Steps from a few tables over were gentle, like a little pitter-patter of rain across her body, but those that walked right past her would shake her entire body. She could barely see them out from the valley of her chair, yet their shadows and pounding hooves were more than enough. 

The chair itself was as large as a castle’s courtyard to her, with the tiny fibres making it up as broad as her hoof. The table itself loomed high above her and she could see nothing more than the dusty underside. Across the shadowy underside of the table was the other chair. When Rainbow sits down there, she’d be able to see nothing more than her underside. Still, the chair was a safer bet them up on the table, where any breeze could knock her into somebody’s food. She definitely didn’t want her date being ruined like that, that’s for sure. 

Her diminishment occurred two weeks ago in her cabin deep in the woods. She had been exploring the forest for new animal friends to talk to when she stumbled across something strange hidden in the hollow of an old tree. It was an ancient glass vial filled with a strange glittering liquid that glowed ever so slightly. Finding new friends was quickly pushed to the side as she went home with her new prize. 

She was cautious of course, looking it over for any signs, examining it for anything dangerous, yet couldn’t find a thing. It was completely and utterly mystifying. Of course, she could always drink it to find out what it did, but she didn’t want to rush in and do that. But her investigations were stopped short by some friends that had come over, and she used the term loosely. Rainbow Dash wasn’t among them. They were loud, annoying, and more than a little forward in their friendship. They were determined to give her a good time whether she liked it or not. After a few minutes of them blabbing that took her well outside her comfort zone she managed to shoo them off. 

Sad, stressed and dejected, she decided to distract herself by drinking the potion to see what it would do. It didn’t take long for it to become readily apparent. The potion would grant one’s wishes, their most secret of desires, one not even themselves would realise. And in that moment ... after dealing with her ‘friends’ ... all Fluttershy wished for deep down was to shrink away to the cracks and hide away from the world. 

And lo, her wish was granted. 

It was a shock to say the least. She didn’t know how long she spent there on the ground, staring, gasping, unable to believe that the gigantic world around her was real! But while her wish might’ve been granted, she still wanted to go back and leave the new and gigantic world behind. She immediately went to Princess Celestia to reverse the potion. While Zelcora, a zebra, was closer and knew about alchemy, Fluttershy thought that Celestia with her power and wisdom would be able to fix it. Also, she felt that she would be able to give some kind words in her trying time. 

The journey there was long and dangerous. While Fluttershy had taken the train to Canterlot many times before, at her new size it was like a whole new world. She had to sit beneath the seats, watching many ponies pass that could have easily stood on her unaware. The city itself was no less dangerous but she made it. And while Celestia was more than kind and willing to help, not even she could reverse it. She gave her word of secrecy and a ride home but that was all she could give. 

She was stuck like this, for how long, she didn’t know. She had since adjusted to it, however. Her home was still the same home she always knew, it just took a little longer to get to places now. And there were a few positives: food lasted a lot longer, beds were a lot more snuggly, and she could even talk to the insects now! The latter point was the most useful, as various winged insects were more than willing to give her rides around. It was how she got to the restaurant today, after all. 

Yet the best part of her new life was how she finally got the peace and quiet she wished for. Nobody besides Princess Celestia knew of her new stature. Nobody tried to find out why she disappeared either, since Fluttershy asked Celestia to tell everyone she went away on a trip, which wasn’t entirely a lie. She was alone, like she always wanted to be, with nobody noticing her. That in itself was a boon as she could watch people, notice the tiny details about as they strutted about alone. It told her a great deal about the few ponies she came across. 

And yet ... and yet despite her desire for solstice and quiet, she was still on this date today. Which even she found a little paradoxical, with her motives not quite clear to herself. She figured that the main reason she was here was just to be polite. The letter had been sent 
exactly one month ago with the agreeing reply sent a week after that, so Fluttershy still had a date to get to. Backing out seemed more than a little rude to her. 

Yet there was something else and she knew it. She knew that despite the draws of being alone she still wanted to talk to somebody, connect with somebody, and that she wanted it to be nobody else but Rainbow Dash. She could explain her predicament, continue her friendship, and have a reliable anchor in the new and bizarre world. At the very least, she’d probably help carry her around from time to time. 

But still she didn’t want to admit that to herself, because she was afraid that it might fail, that Rainbow Dash might not accept her for who she now was. So, she just tried not to think about it. Although, there was one final reason that drew her in, one she denied to herself even more. Dark, dirty thoughts about what a pony’s assets would look like at the scale she was now ... she shivered and ripped her mind away at the mere thought. They were thoughts that not even a lonely deviant like Fluttershy would dare think. 

But for now, all she could do was wait for her partner to arrive, if she ever showed up that is. 

Considering the size difference between them, one would think that Rainbow Dash sneaking up on Fluttershy would be impossible, yet this was not the case. When the tremors of her hoof-falls rumbled through her body she thought it was just another pony walking by. The deep booming pounds all around her had blended into one body shaking rhythm. But then her ears perked when she heard an all too familiar voice, albeit at a much lower pitch and higher volume. 

“Uhh, excuse me, do you know where I can find table 88? Ah, over there?” 

Fluttershy’s heart skipped a beat when she heard Rainbow Dash’s voice. She was actually coming, she wasn’t going to be stood up! 

“One last thing, have you seen Fluttershy anywhere here? No? Oh, okay. Thanks anyway.” 

When she heard the pound of hoof-steps come closer and closer she knew she had but mere seconds to prepare. Leaping up onto her four hooves she brushed her fur into place while her mind raced at lightning speeds. 

“Fiddlesticks, she’s almost here! Okay ... just stay calm ... just stay calm... just follow the plan! When she sits down opposite me, I climb up onto the table and reveal myself. She might be shocked, but that’s okay, I’ll be sure to explain myself and she’ll like me ... fiddlesticks ...what if she doesn’t like me? What if she doesn’t see me? Umm, I’ll jump up and down, that’ll get her attention. Then we’ll order some nice hay salads, and after that we can... ” 

But her thoughts were interrupted as a sudden tremor ripped through the ground. It wasn’t up and down like a normal hoof-step however, but a sudden jerk to the side that ripped her feet out from under her. She fell on all fours, splayed on the ground. 

‘That ... that wasn’t a normal hoof-step...’ she thought. Low, deep rumbles that felt like the planet splitting in twain ripped through her body as the world turned around her. She couldn’t even get to her feet. Her heart pounded and her breath raced; she had no idea what was going 
on! With another lurch the spinning stopped. A low shadow fell over her. The air began to heat up. 

Slowly, clutching her head, Fluttershy got to her feet and looked up. But when she did, she froze stiff while her eyes bulged. She couldn’t believe it. She just couldn’t believe it. 

Because looming overhead was Rainbow Dash’s rear, taking up the entire sky. She didn’t pick the other chair like Fluttershy thought she would, she had picked this one and was about to sit down! 

Her rear hung forwards and above Fluttershy with Rainbow Dash standing in front of the turned around chair, ready to sit down. Two thick thighs the size of castle towers loomed up ahead of her. The chair came up just past her knees she Fluttershy could only see her thighs and what came above. The thighs looked slightly plump and generous as they shifted into her rear, with a thin layer of fat covering her behind. 

A forest of blue fur, every strand as tall as the tiny pony, covered the thighs and danced in the gentle swaying breeze. High above on her right flank she could just make out some of the colours and white on her cutie-mark. Even her mere cutie-mark was bigger than Fluttershy! Her rainbow tail dangled high between her two legs. It swished and swayed gently, with the multi-coloured fibres mixing and twisting with each other to produce a dancing pattern of colour. Under any other circumstance, it would’ve been beautiful. But not to the bug that was Fluttershy and about to be sat on. She screamed at herself to run but was frozen stiff in terror! 

“This seat doesn’t seem to be taken... guess I better sit down then...” Rainbow Dash rumbled. 

To Fluttershy, Rainbow’s rear was the size of the sky to her, stretching above her and taking up her entire view. She expected the blue sky of her ass to fall down at any second. But it was delayed for just a second to reveal something else. In the moment before sitting, the giant pony hitched up her tail to give herself a clean, soft place to sit. An instinctive action. 

But to the tiny pony on her seat, it was anything but, as it revealed the depths hidden beneath her thighs. Fluttershy gasped as she looked upon what she never dreamed of seeing, and at a size and scale thought impossible as well. Tucked between her legs and ringed with dark, soft and brown skin was her lower lips. They were so wide, plump and massive, gaping slightly to reveal the depths within. 

It was pink and wet, with the entire surface glistening with rolling drops of liquid desire. A faint whiff of that heady scent brushed past Fluttershy’s nostrils, but she barely noticed it. She was mesmerised by the sight and just how massive they were. They looked like a giant entryway into a castle, leading to dark and dangerous depths. 

Above that was something else that took her breath away: Rainbow Dash’s rear. A tight, puffy pucker ringed with trembling flesh. In comparison to her lower lips it was much more tightly sealed with only a tiny glimpse of the darkness within available. It too was massive, with the ring being larger than Fluttershy itself. 

But that wasn’t the worst part, the fact it was directly in line with her was. But she was too scared to even run. All she could do was stare at the looming sky above her. Rainbow Dash 
gently wiggled her hips and then with little aplomb, sat down. The sky fell for Fluttershy. The darkness quickly enveloped her. She held up her hooves as if to ward it off and let out a tiny scream... 

SLAM! 

The sky fell onto the tiny pony. What felt like several thousand tonnes of flesh, fat and bone slammed into her with all of its force. Her tiny body gave no resistance to it as it effortlessly crashed down and pinned her hard against the seat with a booming pound that rattled her entire body. 

When her senses returned and her ears stopped ringing, she found herself pinned beneath a hot, slick weight across her entire front. Behind her was the chair, soft fabric turned hard from the pressure of Rainbow Dash’s rear, and to her front was the plush, heavy weight of her ass. But she wasn’t trapped beneath her ass cheek. With a low horror, she began to realise that she was pinned beneath her large, brown pucker. It had landed directly on her. 

The slightly puffy ring stretched around her and was pressed against her barrel. Fluttershy’s cringing face was forced directly into the centre of the soft, slightly yielding flesh. It was hot and slick with her musk: a scent that filled the little air she had down there. No matter how much she tried to pull away she couldn’t; she was wedged firmly against her ring. She could even taste bits of her musk that seeped between her clenched teeth. It tasted strong and overpowering. 

Rainbow Dash’s body stretched above her like a mountain and she could feel every part of it. Every gentle quiver and twitch of her behind slapped her skin against Fluttershy’s fur. Every other part was audible as well: the creaks and groans of her muscles, the gush of her breath, the pounding of her heart. And most of all, her guts, a twisting, winding cacophony of gurgling and groaning tunnels that stretched far above her. And Rainbow Dash was situated smack dab in the centre of its exit. 

At the very least it was clean down here; Fluttershy didn’t want to even think of what that would smell like. Yet it was little comfort to her, the tiny pony wedged beneath her best friend’s ass. She had gotten accustomed to her new size, sure, but to experience somebody’s most private areas at a scale like this? That she never imagined, nor could she prepare for. She felt disgusted, violated, terrified, and deeply ashamed that she was at such a private place of her dear friend. 

She had to move. Now. Wiggling and twisting side to side, she freed her fore-hooves and brought them into the tiny pocket of air in the centre of her ass. She forced her hooves into the walls and tried to move. They were slick and soft, feeling like rolls of thick clay that shifted and giggled beneath her hard hooves, but she kept trying. She had to: she wasn’t going to spend her date wedged beneath her partner’s ass. 

-- Pomf 

With a gentle press of soft posterior against a soft chair, Rainbow Dash gently settled down into her chair. The motion was routine, familiar, and gentle: she didn’t give it any thought. 
She just sighed and relaxed her shoulders as she basked in the softness and relief of taking the pressure off her overworked hooves. There was something tiny pressing against her backdoor however, but she didn’t give it any thought. She just grabbed the table and slid her chair into place, seating herself at the restaurant table 

Now she was situated at the restaurant, all she had to do was wait for Fluttershy, wherever she may be. She had to say that she was surprised not to see Fluttershy at the other end of the table when she arrived. Fluttershy was always punctual about things, it wasn’t like her to fall behind. On top of that, Rainbow Dash had arrived late: Wonderbolts practice went longer than expected again, and even when she flew as fast as she could she was still late. Yet despite this, she was nowhere to be found. She turned her head and looked around the restaurant, thinking she might’ve picked the wrong table, but there was no Fluttershy in sight. 

“Huh, wonder what’s keeping her...” she mused to herself, before reaching forward and grabbing the menu. No reason why she couldn’t pick out a meal for herself while she waited. As she read through the menu, adding tasty things to a mental list, she felt a tiny itch against her backdoor. A little tickle, nothing more... 

-- A few seconds of grunting, twisting, exerting and pushing passed, with Fluttershy’s entire body quickly becoming covered in sweat. The heat and humidity trapped beneath her ass was almost unbearable, but she kept trying, she kept pushing. She felt herself start to move, the soft flesh of the giant’s ass sliding over her soaked fur... 

But it was all for naught, as the pressure tripled with the ass squeezing down on her tight. She yelped as it pressed down on her painfully hard, mashing her into both the chair and ass. It felt like her entire body was being squashed flat. She couldn’t move, she couldn’t breathe, and she couldn’t even wiggle, all she could do was feel her body be mashed against the pony’s pucker. It was unbearable. Her face was mashed into the rear with her muzzle enveloped by the musky flesh. 

Yet somehow, it got worse, much worse, as the flesh began to twist and press down on her body. Rainbow Dash was grinding her ass down onto the seat! Slick flesh squelched across her body as it pressed hard against the smooth chair, wrinkles and bits of skin slithering over her. Fluttershy’s ears were filled with the deep, loud rumbles of her body as it slid over the chair. It sounded like an avalanche bearing down solely on her body. She winced and clenched her teeth as it grinded and rolled around her muzzle. But then, much to her horror, she felt her muzzle slip deeper into the tight tunnel. 

She was being forced up Rainbow Dash’s ass! She screamed in terror and desperately tried to slow her passage, pushing up against the rear with her fore-hooves and using all of her might. But all she had was the strength of an ant and was nothing in comparison to the giant bearing down on her body. With a series of wet schlurps her body was devoured piece by piece by the tight, strong ring. She could feel herself be drawn into it: first her muzzle, then her fore- hooves, and in just a few seconds her barrel was being sucked in. Nothing but blank darkness, sweat and musk assaulted her eyes. She had no ideas what was happening as she was drawn in at a torturously slow pace. 
Being smothered by her ass was bad enough yet to be squeezed by her strong ring was even worse. The muscle clenched tight over her body and squeezed her, with the soft, pliable flesh of her rear turned taut as it stretched over her form. It was as smothering as thick mud, yet as tight as a constricting snake. She couldn’t even breathe with the pressure mashing nothing but sweat and musk into her nostrils and her clenched tight mouth. Her lungs burned and she could feel her body start to tingle already, she didn’t have much time left. 

She just had one option remaining, one terrible, disgusting and horrible option. But it was the only one she had. She thrust her hooves deeper into the tight tunnel, gripped whatever folds she could, and pulled herself deeper into the tunnel. Sweat squelched all around her as she slowly dragged herself in bit by bit. She was too terrified to feel disgust. As the last of her torso disappeared into the slimy ring, she felt her hooves punch forward into an open space. Hot, fetid air blasted across them, but it was air. Planting them on either side she took a strong grip and pulled, feeling her entire body slither through the tunnel. The last of her hooves slipped inside the rear with a slurp ... there was nothing left of her outside of Rainbow’s body. But she kept going. 

And then, with one final tug, her head burst out of the other end of the pucker in a spray of slime. Her fur was matted down with slimy liquid, while the muscle was clenched tight around her neck. But she didn’t care. Coughing and spluttering she took a deep breath and filled her lungs with hot, stale and musty air that forced another cough out of her body. But she didn’t care. 

Coughing the whole way, she dragged her body up and through the slimy hole, feeling the flesh slither over her fur with every inch. She pulled herself out and collapsed by its side. She was filthy and covered in slime, but she was free. That was all she cared about. After a minute of coughing and catching her breath, she finally opened her eyes and looked at the world around her, at the prison she had pulled herself into. 

And what she saw took her little breath away. 

She was at the bottom of a tall, narrow cylinder that stretched up and above her into darkness. The walls were made of dark brown flesh that quivered and shook with the organic tremors running through her body, while a sheen of slimy ooze trickled down the sides. The walls were slightly folded as if they could stretch to hold much more. Thankfully however, the chamber was empty spare drips of ooze and a tiny pony covered in it. 

The tunnel was about three metres wide (nine feet), big enough for her to get up and comfortably walk around. Just besides her was the wrinkled clenched hole she dragged herself through, contracted and nothing more than a star of creases. It was the only feature of note in the little space she could see, with the tunnel fading to inky darkness just above her. 

As for how she could see, while Princess Celestia was unable to reverse the effects, she did give her several boons and gifts to help her adapt to it. The ability to see in the dark was one of them. Fluttershy didn’t know what Princess Celestia had in mind when she first gave it to her, but now she was grateful. She just tried not to think what Celestia thought she’d get up to or into, however. 

But truth be told she barely thought of it, with her mind pre-occupied by the strange space she found herself in. She should’ve felt disgusted, violated, and while she did feel like that a little 
bit, she couldn’t deny the wonder of it all. It all looked so strange and alien to her. Admittedly, such things weren’t new to her. When she first shrunk down, she was amazed at how such boring objects could hold a world of details when examined up close and tiny. Yet this was in another league entirely since it was actually inside of her and she had no idea. 

Not only were the sights interesting, but the sounds as well. A liquid, organic and ever- changing mix that echoed all around her as if in a cave. Once a second the walls would tremble with the distant pound of her heart, a deep pounding that defined the reality she knew. Her breath was slower, yet no less important, with the walls shifting slightly as she took a deep breath, before shifting back as she let it out again. 

Beneath her heart and lungs were her guts, a twisting, churning sea of organic machinations. She could hear the faint sloshing and churning in the stomach, the bubbling in the intestines, and shudders of gas as valves clenched and opened. The liquids surrounding also made a noise of their own as they dripped around her. And finally: her rear itself, with the groaning and squeezing of her body as it moved across the seat. The motions were so tiny not even Rainbow Dash felt them, but Fluttershy felt every bit of them. 

A new tremor suddenly ripped through the walls. It was a set of a deep warbled pounds and guttural groans that sounded unlike anything she had ever heard before. It sounded powerful. 

-- “...hmmm, and I’ll have that salad looks good, and may I please have the tomato and onion soup? Thank you.” Rainbow Dash sweetly said to the waiter taking her order. The waiter, a male pegasus with pure white fur, a torch cutie-mark and long blue hair falling around his neck, dutifully wrote it down. A notepad and pencil, suspended by purple telekinesis, held her order and that of several other tables. His wings were spread slightly, giving a place for him to rest the trays with several patron’s drinks. 

“And is that all for today, Dash?” he asked, tossing his head slightly to brush a lock of hair out of his eyes. 

“Hmmm... I’m not sure...I’m waiting for Fluttershy ... but I haven’t seen her anywhere. Have you seen her?” 

“Can’t say I have, unfortunately. Would you like to order something for her? I’m sure you’ll be able to think of something she likes. Maybe Pan Sizzle can pick something for her instead?” 

“Thanks, but no thanks. I’m nervous about giving her a good time, I’d hate to ruin the date by getting her the wrong food. I’m sure she won’t mind waiting a little bit.” 

“I understand. I hope the date goes well for you~” he said, before turning and trotting off into the crowd, looking for another table to serve. 

The waiter gone, Rainbow Dash focused back on her body once more. She had dealt with her little itch from before by grinding her butt down. While not entirely dignified, it was more proper than scratching herself in the middle of a restaurant. On top of that, the way her lower 
lips dragged across the chair, while a tiny tickle shot up her rear, that made her cheeks blush ever so slightly. 

She didn’t know why, but she had felt a little bit more rambunctious lately. Maybe it was the fact she was on a date with Rainbow Dash, or maybe it was the curious itch in her loins. She didn’t know. Her mind was elsewhere anyway as she wondered where Fluttershy was. A faint hope burned in her heart that maybe the waiter knew, but it too was let down. All she could do was wait and worry. 

“What if she doesn’t like me? I hope she does. I really like Fluttershy ... I just hope she likes me too...” she mumbled to herself, unable to be heard by anyone else in the restaurant. 

-- Unfortunately, not even Fluttershy heard her gentle words to herself. She was left oblivious as she stewed deep within her bowels. Her back was rested against the slimy walls as she listened to the drips around her while thinking of a plan. 

She knew she had to get out. It wasn’t just for survival or evacuating before Rainbow Dash felt a need to go. She didn’t want to think about what that would be like. But she wanted to get out so she wouldn’t let Rainbow Dash down, she couldn’t let a little thing like this make her stand up her date. She had to get out. 

Unfortunately, going up wasn’t really an option. The groans and gurgles from above told her that the intestines weren’t entirely clear and that she might find a wall of waste bearing down on her. And even if she managed to get past it, all she’d end up in would be her stomach. And even if she got past that, she doubted that tumbling out of one’s mouth into a bowl of salad was a dignified way to enter into a date. 

So, if she couldn’t go up, all that was left was going down. 

Slowly, feeling the slime squish beneath her hoofs, Fluttershy got up. She began to pace around the hole, watching as it squeezed and contracted, wondering if she could really crawl back out through there. It looked softer and more open at least, she had probably relaxed her muscles, but still... She kept pacing, trying to psyche herself up. But then she stopped and let out a small chuckle as she realised something. She might be one of the few ponies in the world to see an asshole from the inside. So that was something, right? 

A fleeting moment of humour, a chuckle that echoed off the squishy walls, and then disgust and terror once more. She stopped pacing and faced the sphincter. 

“Sorry Rainbow Dash for what I’m about to do ... please forgive me ... and forgive me too Celestia for that matter...” she muttered, her voice echoing off the walls. She then knelt down, stuck her hooves into the hole, and pulled. 

Schhhhllllerrrrrpppp 

Strands of slimes parted and snapped as she stretched the hole wide while making a horrific squelching noise. It looked and sounded utterly disgusting. She never wanted to do anything like this, but she had no other choice. 

Taking the deepest breath she could, Fluttershy then rammed her head inside and began crawling. Her entire body shivered as her fur brushed against the soft, smooth skin but she kept going. Pushing her hooves as deep as they could go, she pulled herself forwards and started crawling. In comparison to before it was looser making the journey easier, with no crushing pressure holding her down tight. Yet that didn’t help the fact she was crawling through a pony’s ass willingly. She felt disgusted, revolted yet determined for she had no other choice. 

In just a few seconds half her body was inside yet it felt like hours more. Her hind legs dangled freely out the back, kicking and scrambling for grip as she tried to push herself through. It almost looked comedic as her hooves slid over the slick slime covering the walls. Her butt wiggled from side to side as she tried to push herself through. Tail matted down from sweat and slime and stuck to her right flank her ass and lower lips were exposed to the world of Rainbow Dash’s insides. They were already soaked, yet not with her arousal, such concepts being the last thing on her mind, but rather slime and sweat. Sweat beads jiggled as she dragged herself through bit by bit. The world around her trembled as a faint tickle of pleasure shot up her spine but she kept going. Before long, her entire body had disappeared into the ring once more. 

Truth be told, Fluttershy wasn’t sure if it was better or worse than last time. On the one hoof, it wasn’t crushing down on her, yet on the other, the lack of desperation meant she could dwell on what she was doing. It also meant she was free to realise that she was currently debating on whether an asshole she crawled through was better the first or second time: something she never thought she’d think in her entire life. She stopped thinking about it quickly after that and focused on crawling. 

With a few blind gropes of her hooves and slithers of slime across her body she pulled herself into the tiny pocket beneath Rainbow’s wrinkled ring. Dragging her head through she took a deep breath. The air smelt fetid and foul, but at least she didn’t have to contend with a muscular sphincter for air. The pocket was a tiny place that was barely big enough for her torso. Groping wildly she forced her hoof between the ass and the chair to try and find a place for her to crawl through. 

But there was nowhere to go. The ring was tight against the seat with crushing pressure that made it impossible to pull her body through. Just as she thought it was impossible, that she was going to be trapped until Rainbow stood up, she felt something. A tiny patch of flesh that seemed softer than the rest. It was her only hope. She had to get out of here, preferably before she got dizzy from the blood rushing to her upside-down head. Grunting, pulling, and twisting her body through the awkward turn she managed to yank herself out and onto the seat. 

She was tired, sweaty, and covered in who knows what, but for the first time in what felt like years she was outside of Rainbow Dash’s ass. Granted she was now just trapped beneath her ass ... but she was willing to take any victory. She crawled forwards and pulled herself out beneath her pucker, now trapped beneath her marehood. 

The dark, brown flesh was relatively pleasant in comparison to the pucker. The walls were less slimy and didn’t push down as hard. She continued crawling, putting one hoof in front of the other as she dragged herself forwards, Rainbow’s body pressing down on her. Despite her 
relative freedom she was still pinned beneath a gigantic pony’s ass. Every twitch and gentle rock pressed down hard on her body. As she leant forwards and back she’d sometimes pin Fluttershy down with a groan of muscle before it would pull away. There was no doubt in Fluttershy’s mind that she was completely at Rainbow Dash’s mercy. There was nowhere to go but forwards with the pressure too great to either side. 

‘Just ... just got to keep crawling forwards ... reach her tail then get out around it ... simple...’ she thought as she continued crawling, blissfully unaware of where she was actually heading... 

After a minute of extremely slow going, Fluttershy started to smell something. It was a whiff of strong, heady tang that overpowered the musky dampness beneath Rainbow Dash’s rear. It smelt familiar and stirred a deep memory, but she thought nothing of it. Even with the dark vision she couldn’t see anything past the tiny pocket of air her body was in. Yet she couldn’t deny that the scent was getting stronger, and that it was having an effect on her. Her lower lips began to dribble, a tiny trail of dampness left behind on the chair yet overshadowed by the humidity radiated from her behind. But Fluttershy didn’t notice. Her entire mind was set on escaping her foul prison and getting back to the date. 

But her concentration was quickly shattered when she reached out to drag herself forward, just as she’d done many times before, only to get something a lot wetter. She stopped in confusion. She brought her hoof back to find it covered in a thick, clear and strong-smelling slime. 

‘Oh fiddlesticks...’ she muttered as she realised just where she was. Instinctively she wanted to crawl back and get away. But she knew it was hopeless. There was only one tunnel she could crawl through at the pucker and this was it, if she went back all she’d find was a dead end. She had also spent minutes crawling her way just to here; she couldn’t hold Rainbow Dash up any longer... 

Taking a deep breath, she pulled herself forwards into the pocket beneath her lower lips. As she dragged herself across the threshold at the edge of her vagina it was like entering a whole new world. Thick, gamy nectar covered every surface and dripped into her skin as the pink flesh bore down on her. All of her weighty heat was pressing down on her back and grinding her against the floor. The sticky fluids didn’t help either as they slowed her crawl down like glue. 

‘She must be really horny to be this wet...’ Fluttershy grimly thought with a grimace as she kept crawling. 

-- ‘Where is Fluttershy ... where is she?’ Rainbow Dash thought to herself as she waited, one hoof on the table while the other tapped against her cheek. The wait was starting to get unbearable, and her friskiness didn’t help either. Tiny tickles of sensation had been running up her spine from her ass and it had been driving her a little wild. While scratching the itch with a good grind got rid of it, spare a tiny tingle later on she didn’t even bother with, it still affected her. Her thoughts quickly wandered to Fluttershy: her smiling face, her gentle demeanour, her generous hips, the sweet treasure that laid between them... 
She blushed and sighed as she relaxed and daydreamt about Fluttershy in various lewd situations. What her lower lips would look like, what her tongue would feel like against her rear, her adorable little behind. Rainbow Dash didn’t feel any shame from her thoughts, since she figured that she might never get the chance to properly see Fluttershy. 

Rainbow Dash did admire her, she did crush over her; getting the letter for the date was like a dream come true to her. But she knew that Fluttershy was well ... shy ... and that trying to chip past that outer shell could prove impossible. Many nights were spent dreaming of her and dreaming of asking her out, yet she could never work up the courage. She was always afraid of being rejected and destroying a sweet friendship for some carnal pleasure. 

So, she just sat there and day-dreamed, the world becoming a blurred haze as she focused on her dear love. She didn’t care if anyone stared at her growing blush, she just wanted to dream. But as she lost herself to her dirty imagination, she felt that peculiar itch rise once more, yet not for her rear, but for her wanting lower lips. Already she could feel her liquid pleasure start to seep out over the chair. While she might’ve been devious, clopping herself in the middle of a restaurant wasn’t an option, so she picked an alternative method... 

-- Fluttershy was a third of the way through when she learnt what this ‘alternative method’ was as the walls came crashing down on her. The pressure magnified as her lower lips began to grind over her body. Flesh dragged over her soaked fur with a chorus of wet squelches. She opened her mouth to scream yet was silenced as the thick nectar flooded into her mouth. It felt like she was underwater with so much liquid goo swirling all around her. 

Crushing walls bearing down on her as they grinded to and fro like a saw, Fluttershy could only grit her teeth and bear it. Her entire body was being rocked back and forth by her motions with her fur stuck in place. If Rainbow Dash stood up in that moment, Fluttershy would’ve gone with her, being stuck to her lower lips by strings of liquid pleasure. Yet luck was on her side as a strong grind squeezed her forwards like toothpaste out of a tube. 

Rays of light pierced through the slimy coating over her eyes; she was close to the edge! Welling whatever strength she had left she pushed forwards with all of her might and was rewarded as her hoof burst out into the fresh, cool air. First her right hoof, then her left, until her head pulled slid out from beneath the crushing pressure and into the cold air. The light, a foreign concept after what felt like an eternity of darkness, blinded her with its intensity. But she kept going until her entire body slid out and tumbled to a stop. 

She was covered in who knows what from head to toe, her lungs burned, and she felt like she’d never be clean for years, but she was free. She was free. Coughing up the fluids that had wormed into her throat and blinking to adjust to the new light she looked around. 

Fluttershy was now in front of Rainbow Dash’s lower lips, on the chair with her entire underbelly stretching up and above her like slanted castle tower. She could see every strand of fur on her body sway with her slow, metronomic breath. Eyes wandering lower, she saw the dribbling, glistening cave she had just crawled from. Pink cliff-faces laid ringed by dark flesh and loomed high above her just centimetres away from her prone body. Running down the sides like fresh rain were more drops of liquid pleasure. And high above Fluttershy 
herself was one pink nub, Rainbow Dash’s clitoris, a button almost as big as the tiny pony herself. 

It was all massive, and she had just come from there. The lips laid waiting, still, yet still dribbling with liquid pleasure that seeped onto the chair. For just one moment, Fluttershy wondered why she was so horny and wet, wondering if her movements caused such a deluge. But the thought quickly vanished; she didn’t think of herself as worthy enough to make someone like Rainbow Dash feel good. 

Besides, she had bigger things to worry about. After crawling back a bit so she wouldn’t be crushed by an errant sway of Rainbow Dash’s hips, Fluttershy looked over herself. She was simply filthy, covered in head to toe with Rainbow Dash’s gamy femcum that dripped down and stained the chair. It looked like she bathed in it. And the smell: a strong, pungent odour of sex undercut by the musky odour of her rear. It was so strong even Rainbow Dash could probably smell it. 

There was no doubt about it: she had to get washed. But where? Taking a dip in somebody’s glass of water was probably the quickest option, but she didn’t want to defile somebody’s drink like that. Besides, she didn’t want to end up getting gulped down and going through a pony’s guts, that was for sure. 

She looked around for another option. Luckily, her table was right next to the wall and better yet, it was right next to the bathroom. She’d be able to wash herself off in there. But she knew she had to be fast since she didn’t want to hold Rainbow Dash up any longer. Wiping as much of the slime off as she could, Fluttershy got to her feet and trotted to the edge of the seat and looked over the edge. The drop looked as tall as a castle, if not more! 

And with barely a thought she leapt off to the ground below. She plummeted through the air at what felt like break-neck speeds before landing on the carpet with barely a jolt. While the drop might’ve looked like it was as tall as a castle, in reality, it was only the drop off a chair. The fall was as quick and violent as such a tiny tumble. It was jarring when she first shrunk down but had quickly adjusted. 

Dark purple strands of carpet went up to her waist and looked like a mess of thick, tangled weeds. She ran, pushing her way through the twisted fibres until leaving the darkness beneath the table and stepping onto the tiles of the restaurant floor. Brilliant white squares the size of city blocks stretched to her left and right for what felt like forever. The only marks on the flat plains were the troughs of grout where the tiles connected, and the small granules of dust strewn about. The dust was invisible to anybody else yet not to her. Just ahead on the other side of the tiles was the bathroom door. 

But she waited at the edge of the carpet for a pony to pass her by. It was a large, male pegasus waiter with white fur and a tray of food across his back. The ground rumbled as his mighty hooves slammed into the ground with every step, reaching a crescendo as he passed her before dying off. To anyone else he would’ve been pedestrian, yet she couldn’t help but look up in awe at just how massive he was. That never got old. But it wasn’t just his size she peered upon, but also his rod, hidden from view except for the tiny pony underfoot. Even when he passed, she couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to touch it, lick it, even go inside... Her mind quickly wandered before she shook her head to bring it back, and then 
sprinted across the white tiles. Her hooves thundered across the smooth ceramic while she leapt over the troughs of grout like a mighty racehorse. 

In just a few seconds that felt like far too long to somebody as tiny and exposed as her, she made it across. She didn’t wait for anyone to open it, instead diving beneath and crawling through the tiny gap at the bottom. By now she was used to such crawling under pressure, although the lack of sweat made it much more pleasant, and thus was she quickly through to the other side. 

All she had to do was just wash herself off. Easy, right? 

While the bathroom was vacant (thankfully), using the sink had been much harder than she anticipated. First, she had to climb up using a dangling hand towel just to get up to them. She’d never forget the sight of all those gigantic sinks lined up in a row, with mere bars of soap as big as a house to her. 

As for the sinks however, they all used a handle far too large for her to use. Luckily one of the taps had a small leak. After hefting and pushing a plug into the sink so she wouldn’t get flushed away, the sink slowly began to fill up. Thankfully her small size meant she only needed a few drops to give herself a bath. After chipping some chunks off a bar of soap with her hooves, she leapt in, scrubbed herself down before climbing back out again. She would’ve stopped to dry herself, but another pony entered the bathroom, so she had to run out quick. 

And so, a good ten minutes later, Fluttershy finally squeezed herself back out of the bathroom a clean, if damp, pony. It felt like every day she discovered a new way her size made seemingly trivial tasks anything but. But she didn’t have time to think about that. Shaking the last few drops off her mane, Fluttershy waited for the coast to clear before dashing back across the tiles to her table once more. Rainbow Dash was still there, waiting, but judging by her bored look she wouldn’t be waiting for long. She had to hurry. 

Waiting a few excruciating seconds for a group of ponies to pass, chatting peacefully as they were blissfully unaware of the tiny pony beneath their gaze, she sprinted across the tiles. She then leapt onto the chair opposite Rainbow Dash and began to climb the chair leg. The wood might’ve looked smooth to a normal observer, yet to her it was rough and course, with plenty of hoof-holds for her to use. Slowly, she climbed up the chair leg, while thinking of what she was going to say to Rainbow Dash to explain her absence. Her mind raced through possibilities, explanations, yet none of them felt any good. And how was she going to introduce herself anyway? She just didn’t know! 

After a minute of climbing she alighted on the top of the arm rest. Taking a running jump she leapt up onto the table. A strange world stretched out around her, a red and white floor made from thick fibres, while odd implements loomed tall like misshaped buildings. It felt like an art piece almost, some surreal, interpretive sculpture she didn’t quite understand. Beneath her hooves were the placemat, while glinting cutlery hung on either side. In front of her was a large cup, beyond that a napkin dispenser, and beyond that ... Rainbow Dash herself. From up on the table, she didn’t look as tall or imposing as from down below. But she still managed to take her breath away. Seeing her up there, resting on her forehooves and looming over the table like a deity, really homed in the power difference between them. She felt like a chess piece on her board, able to be controlled purely by her whim. 

Thankfully, Rainbow Dash’s boredom meant her eyes wandered around the restaurant, so she didn’t see Fluttershy just yet. Fluttershy had to introduce herself and get the attention of the massive pony looming above her. After umming, ahhing, and turning on the spot for several seconds, Fluttershy drew her small reserve of courage and trotted towards her. So much screamed at her to turn back but she kept walking forwards. 

“Uh, hi Rainbow Dash!” Fluttershy shouted, raising a hoof and waving it from side to side, as if they were just two normally sized friends. She didn’t hear her. Grunting and rolling her eyes, she stepped closer. She was now right by her hooves and near the cutlery. 

“Hello Rainbow Dash!” she yelled again with a wave and a slightly forced smile. She nervously looked to the side, perhaps she could still back out of this... 

“Mmmh?” Suddenly, there was a low murmur from above that ruffled her fur. The massive head jerked towards her, moving with impossible grace in the blink of an eye. Two giant eyes wandered over the table, unfocused, until settling on her. The tiny pony on the table, now gazed upon by eyes larger than herself. In that moment, Fluttershy felt pure terror. 

Rainbow Dash suddenly jerked her head back in shock, eyes going wide as she looked at the tiny pony on the table. She blinked once, twice, yet they were still there. Fluttershy wanted to run yet was frozen stiff in fear. 

“Flut ... Fluttershy?” Rainbow Dash gasped. “Is that you?” 

“Yes, it is!” Fluttershy yelled, hopping up slightly. “It’s me, I’m down here!” 

“But ... but ... but you’re tiny!” Rainbow’s excitement got the better of her and she yelled a bit too loud, making Fluttershy grasp her ears in pain. 

“Oops, sorry.” Rainbow Dash sheepishly replied, before leaning in close and whispering at a lower tone. “But you’re all tiny!” 

“Yes ... I am ... it’s a long story Rainbow Dash it’s a really ... really long story...” Fluttershy couldn’t help but cringe and look away slightly. Half because having something so large and close was scary, and half because she had been inside of her mere minutes ago. “But I still came here to meet you! I didn’t want to stand you up!” 

“D’aww, thank you! But ... still ... I just can’t wrap my head around it, I can’t! What’s it like being so small?” 

“Ehh... it can get difficult at times... really difficult...” Fluttershy murmured, looking away and grinding her hoof from recent memories she’d rather forget. 

“Is it? Yeah, I’d imagine ... being as small as a bug must be really difficult...” For the first time in the conversation, Rainbow Dash became pensive almost. She looked to the side, deep in thought, before snapping back in a burst of energy that staggered Fluttershy! 

“I know! I’ll take care of you! I’ll take you where you need to go, and I’ll protect you! I promise that I’ll never let any harm come to you, or harm you on accident for that matter!” 

“If only you knew...” Fluttershy muttered with a blush. 

“Did you say something?” 

“Oh no, nothing, nothing... Yeah, that sounds good Rainbow Dash! It does!” Fluttershy quickly agreed. 

“I knew you’d like it~ And you’re just so cute!” 

Rainbow Dash suddenly reached out with a hoof and scooped Fluttershy up with the soft section, and before she could even react, pressed her against her cheek in a hug. A wall of fur squeezed down on her while the entire head rocked from side to side. Rainbow Dash squeeed in excitement, while her tiny friend simply tried to hang on. After several seconds of ‘hugging’, she let go and Fluttershy flumped back to the table. Shaking her head a few seconds, she got back up and looked up at Rainbow Dash once more. 

Truth be told, she didn’t think Rainbow Dash as a guardian was a good idea, with that ‘hug’ being the latest example of this. She knew Rainbow Dash was a good and kind pony that would never hurt her. But she also knew that she lacked the delicacy, patience and finesse needed for such a thing. Being tiny and around big people was a dangerous thing. The mere act of sitting was enough to trap her beneath a mountain of flesh. Yet Fluttershy was never the kind of pony to disagree, so she just looked up with a pained smile. 

“Ahh, I can hug you so much later on, it’s just so cute!” Fluttershy nervously gulped. 

“Anyway, why were you so late for our date anyway? Was something keeping you down?” 

“Umm, ahh ... no reason...” Fluttershy muttered, looking to the side with a nervous blush on her cheeks. 

“Ah, it doesn’t matter, I’m just happy to see you here. Hey ... I need to go to the bathroom, so could you just wait here for a few seconds?” 

Fluttershy nodded. 

“Thanks.” With that, she got up and went to the very bathroom Fluttershy was in before, leaving her all alone on the table. A part of her was grateful for that as it finally gave her time to think. She had just done it, she had managed to tell Rainbow Dash what had happened to her, her new size, and she had taken it well. Fluttershy barely knew what to do anymore, she didn’t think past that seemingly insurmountable challenge from before. 

Yet her thoughts were interrupted by a low and grumbling growl from her stomach which she clenched with a wince of pain. She was hungry. While food was so much bigger at her size, it was much more difficult to get. Fluttershy had been hoping for a big nice piece of food at the restaurant, yet it seemed like it would take too long. She was yet to even order her meal! 

As she looked expectedly out over the other tables, gazing upon their bountiful plates of delicious food, someone approached. The white furred pegasus from before trotted forwards with a tray of food on his back. Fluttershy couldn’t tell what it was though. But she could tell 
that having to explain herself to another pony was too much for one day. She dove behind the napkin dispenser. Peeking around the corner she saw him trot closer and closer. Bringing himself beside the table, he gripped the food with purple telekinesis and placed it in front of Rainbow’s chair. 

“Hmm, I wonder where Rainbow Dash went?” he mused as he carefully placed it down. “Heh, maybe she’s a tiny pony, hiding away?” 

With that he turned and left to deliver food to other patrons. Fluttershy peeked out at the food and immediately her mouth started watering. 

It was a bowl of red soup as big as a swimming pool, with waves of steam wafting from on top. A delightful smell of tomato and onions wafted forth and made her fur slightly moist. 

“So good, so good...” she mused as her stomach let out another growl. She then had an idea. Rainbow Dash certainly wouldn’t mind if she had some, would she? Sure it was stealing, but she couldn’t wait for her to come back, and she wouldn’t miss a few drops anyway. Looking from side to side in indecision while debating the morals and ethics, she then shrugged and sprinted towards it. She was hungry and wanted it right now. 

With a leap and a scramble of her hooves over the smooth edge, she surmounted the lip and looked across the lake of soup before her. It was massive beyond compare, being larger than any pond she had ever seen before. There were noticeable ripples fanned by the gusts of air within the restaurant. Bobbing like ships in a storm were large chunks of potato several times her size, as well as a few tattered scraps of herbs. It looked like it would feed her for a year, if not more! 

So surely Rainbow Dash wouldn’t mind a few sips, right? 

She slowly edged herself closer to the soup as if she was approaching a pond to drink from. She was careful not to slip, as it would make her very dirty indeed, and worst of all, get fur in Rainbow Dash’s soup! It was difficult due to the slippery surface, but she managed. Coming up to the edge, watching the soup lap up against the ceramic like waves upon a shore, she leaned down and began to drink. 

As soon as it touched her tongue she moaned deeply from the flavour. She didn’t think she could ever get tired of it! What started as a few licks just to sate her hunger turned into big, rolling swallows that sent bulges down her neck. She shut her eyes and focused purely on the rich soup filling her belly. Gulp after gulp, swallow after swallow, her focus was purely on stuffing her belly till she could barely walk. So, she didn’t notice the pound of hooves or the growing shadow until it was far too late... 

-- Relaxed and refreshed, Rainbow Dash left the bathroom and headed back towards the table. With just a few steps she crossed the tiles and went back onto the carpet once more. Her eyes sparkled as she saw the bowl on the table: her soup had finally arrived! She could have some and give some to Fluttershy as a gift. Yet in her eagerness to get back to her friend, she accidentally knocked her foreleg against the table... 
-- WHAM! 

A sudden earthquake ripped through the table and shook Fluttershy’s world, and with a flail and a scream, she fell straight into the soup! Warm, slightly oily liquid splashed over her as she sunk beneath the surface. When she opened her eyes, all she saw was red. Precious seconds were wasted trying to orientate herself towards the surface that looked so far away. She frantically flailed her hooves through the thick swirling liquid before breaching the surface with a gasp for air. After coughing out some soup that went up her nose, she looked up. But immediately she stopped dead with a scream. 

It was Rainbow Dash. Sitting down, looming overhead, and licking her lips as she looked down at her. Her colossal tongue dragged across her lips with a deluge of saliva and a low ‘mmm’ that rippled the soup Fluttershy swam in. From the table and underneath, she was massive, yet from the bowl of soup she greedily eyed up, it was terrifying. She didn’t see her, Fluttershy, a pony, all she saw was a delicious bowl of soup. 

“Rainbow Dash! Down here!” Fluttershy screamed at the top of her lungs, yet Rainbow Dash’s didn’t react in the slightest. The heady, swirling scent of the soup made it difficult to breathe or speak for the tiny pony, making her inaudible beneath the din of the restaurant. 

But she didn’t stop trying. She began to frantically wave her limbs overhead and splash the soup. Yet still the giant didn’t react. Rainbow Dash looked around the restaurant absent- mindedly and not at the soup. 

“Sigh ... where did Fluttershy get off to?” she muttered. 

“I’m down here!” Fluttershy yelled with predictable results. Rainbow Dash simply reached down and deftly plucked up a large spoon, holding it in the cleft of her hoof. The silver tip glistened in the light. Fluttershy couldn’t look away from it, as there was no doubt she could easily fit on the tip. 

“Why can’t she see me?! I’m blue, the soup is red, why can’t you see me?!” she thought as she continued waving her hooves. Even if Rainbow Dash was looking around the restaurant, with the few glimpses down she made, surely, she’d see her! But then, it hit her. She looked over herself ... she was covered in red. She wasn’t blue anymore, but just a bright red that blended perfectly into the soup. She froze in horror. 

Rainbow Dash couldn’t see her, she couldn’t hear her. She needed to get out before she was eaten by her best friend! 

Without a second thought she turned around and swam back for the nearest wall. It was only what felt like a few metres, she was just in reach! Her hooves slammed into the soup in a desperate attempt for propulsion, yet her movements were far too slow. The thick, oily mixture wasn’t like the water she was used to. But she kept trying, the edge was just in reach! 

Then came a shadow. A faint darkness approached along with a low whistle of something cutting through the air. She looked over her shoulder just in time to see the colossal spoon crash into the soup like a meteor into an ocean. Giant waves shot up and ripped across the 
pond, thankfully, the spoon landed at the opposite edge reducing them down to faint ripples. But then it began to turn. It curled around the edge. Rainbow was stirring the soup, and the spoon was heading right towards her! 

Fluttershy leapt for the edge but it was too late. Her hooves brushed across the bowl before the spoon dipped beneath her and with a lurch of her gut, pulled her up into the air. 

“First spoon?! It isn’t fair!” she yelped as she watched ground peel away beneath her. She tried to jump free, but the acceleration was just too immense. Her gut lurched out of her body while she laid pinned against the metal. Ripples washed over the soup swirling around her, some of it cascading over the edges like a waterfall. The restaurant blurred past on her rapid ascension. As it reached the peak weightlessness gripped her once more, before it settled at its final position. 

And what a position it was. 

She was directly in front of Rainbow Dash’s mouth. Fluttershy took a deep, shaking breath as she took in all of its size stretching out and above her. To be so close to such immense size, trapped on a spoon of soup, hammered in just how tiny Fluttershy was. She could see every piece of purple fur flutter in the gentle breeze, while even her eyes were bigger than her. Eyes that looked nowhere near the spoon, instead wandering around the restaurant. 

“Where did Fluttershy get off to?” Rainbow Dash mumbled to herself, with the voice rippling the soup and sending drops flying off the edge. “I bet she’s right beneath my nose...” 

“Here! I’m down here Rainbow Dash!” Fluttershy screamed yet to no effect. The din of the restaurant had picked up and drowned her tiny voice out. 

“No point in letting this soup go cold though...” she mumbled, before taking a deep sniff. Her two, dark nostrils, each more than big enough to fit her, flared as they deeply inhaled the scent of her meal. Ripples shot across the soup and Fluttershy felt like she was going to be ripped up yet stayed where she was. 

“Mmmh~” she murmured as saliva formed at the corner of her pursed lips. “Smells lovely~” Wet, sloppy sounds of licking echoed from inside her maw before a pink monster, her tongue, poked through her lips. Starting at the right side of her mouth it slowly dragged across her lips, with a waterfall of saliva following in its wake. Fluttershy couldn’t rip her eyes away from it as it slowly travelled across her lips before slipping away back inside. 

And then the mouth opened. No warning, no grand sound befitting such an immense structure, it simply opened. Strings of saliva connected between the top and bottom lip for but a moment before they snapped as she opened wide. 

What it revealed was unlike anything Fluttershy had ever before seen. Her mouth was a cavern of pink, glistening flesh covered in saliva and moving in eternal motion. A broad tongue swayed gently in the middle as if awaiting her presence. Shiny white molars glistened in the little light entering the cave. And at the back was her gullet, a black pit that greedily devoured the saliva running into it. 
Fluttershy stared gobsmacked at the sight. Seconds passed staring before she realised she had to move, she had to jump! It was only a short fall down below after all. Cursing herself for not moving sooner, she turned around and tried to jump off, but it was too late. Just before she pushed herself off the spoon lurched forwards and knocked her down. She looked over her shoulder to see the lips rapidly approaching. 

“Oh fiddlesticks...” she muttered before she was thrust inside. 

A shadow fell over her body as she slipped between the slimy lips, before absolute darkness claimed her as the mouth closed over the spoon’s handle. The world was reduced to the liquids sloshes and gurgles of the mouth surrounding her. And then the spoon pulled away, forcing her against the back of their lips and out onto the spit covered tongue in a deluge of soup. 

As soon as she hit the tongue it buffeted her around like a ragdoll in a washing machine, swishing her from side to side. She smacked over gums, teeth and the soft tongue itself while desperately trying to right herself in the swirling sea of spit and soup. In no time at all she was covered in both. 

“Rainbow Dash ... glrk ... I’m ... I’m in your mouth!” she yelled as loud as she could, but only got a body rumbling moan of satisfaction in response. But she kept floundering in the churning sea, hoping to grab onto a tooth before she gulped... 

She was too late. Everything tilted and she slid down the tongue, feeling the tastebuds slid across her body. The sound of soup rushing like a waterfall filled her ears. She desperately scrambled with her hooves to try and stop her descent. 

“Nonononono!” she yelled, before the tongue fell out beneath her and she fell through darkness, soup splashing around her. But it was for just a moment before she slammed into the soft, taut and smooth flesh of the gullet, triggering an instinctive response. 

GULP! 

The gullet irised open and drew her down into the throat in a wave of crushing pressure. Slowly, Fluttershy was dragged down her oesophagus with the slimy walls squeezing down tight. She couldn’t see or move, trapped in a tiny pocket filled with saliva and that infernal soup. Gritting her teeth she beared the immense heat that radiated from all around her. There was also the noise, every bodily function pounding through her like a thunderstorm. 

Her heart pounded gentle in rhythm yet body shaking in power, every thrum rattling through her ribcage and drowning out her own pounding heart. Fluttershy couldn’t get over how powerful it was, how such a simple, innocent thing, a heartbeat, could pound so loudly. Her lungs were slower, gentler, yet still dominating. They weren’t a steady, pounding beat, but a low gush that squeezed and relaxed the walls around her. Every breath shifted the oesophagus squeezing down on her with Rainbow Dash’s entire body moving to the beat of her lungs. 

And finally, the gut. A liquid, twisting, gurgling cacophony of groans, churns and who knows what else. It wasn’t a deafening pound like the rest of her body, yet it was getting louder with every second. Fluttershy just grit her teeth and beared it as the slimy oesophagus walls clamped down on her hard and dragged her deeper into the body. She wondered if Rainbow 
Dash could feel her down there in her throat. She doubted it. Even if she did feel her, she was probably mistaken for just a bit of potato. Considering her luck so far, Fluttershy didn’t expect anything better. 

As unpleasant as the slow trip down her throat was, it did come to an end eventually when she felt a thick, muscular ring around her hooves. Her hind hooves poked through first, widening the hole slightly and letting the soup drain past. Yet Fluttershy herself was much more difficult to gulp down, being slowly poked through bit by bit. She could feel her legs dangling in the hot air of the stomach, before the last of her slithered through and she fell. 

She fell, tumbling and twisting through darkness before splashing hard into the stomach juices in a plume of spray. Momentum carried her beneath the waves, and she felt the slimy of the stomach walls brush against her hoof near the bottom. She just shook herself and swam upwards before breaching the surface. She gasped deeply before coughing on the hot, acidic air. It wasn’t horrible, yet it was still unpleasant. 

More pressing was the churning twisting sea of hot chyme, acids fizzling and bubbling all around her and threatening to drag her under again. Tiny scraps of undigested remnants from previous meals brushed past her sodden fur. Paddling blindly, Fluttershy managed to swim through the churning mess before feeling a slimy wall brush against her side. She groped blindly before finding a fold to grip, and she clung onto it tight as if she was adrift on a sea. 

She blinked and wiped the slime from her eyes, and finally, her dark-sight gift let her see her new ‘home’. The stomach was a tall, narrow organ that was still massive in comparison to her tiny form, stretching up like a giant tower. The pink, slimy walls dribbled with acids and slime, all falling down the folded surface. Tiny scraps of food clung in small crevices. The bottom quarter of the stomach was hidden beneath the churning, sloshing surface of chyme that twisted and turned in constant motion. Small chunks of potato sloshed about like debris from a shipwreck in a storm. 

Fluttershy’s gaze went higher, and she saw the twitching, convulsing oesophagus sphincter a moment before it let out a torrent of soup like a waterfall. It cascaded down the walls before splashing into the chyme, splattering Fluttershy in drops of soup and who knows what else. The surface of the chyme crept slightly higher, and so did the tiny occupant in turn. 

The stomach was an unpleasant place, hot, slimy, and with a foul, acidic smell. Yet Fluttershy wasn’t afraid. She knew that she would survive the passage thanks to Celestia’s gifts, yet that didn’t mean she would find it pleasant at all, that was for sure. The churning, the sloshing, all the extra soup ... and what came afterwards. Fluttershy didn’t want to think about that. 

So, as the chyme slowly crept higher and higher, Fluttershy just clung to the wall and tried not to get flung off. 

“I hope my next date goes better than this one...” she muttered, her voice echoing off the walls. 
With a quick gulp, Rainbow Dash sent the first spoon load of soup down her gullet. Drool seeped from the corner of her mouth thanks to the delightful flavour of potato, onion, and an exquisite spice. Rainbow Dash couldn’t name it, but there was some solid chunk in her sip that simply tasted wonderful as she sloshed it around her mouth. Sighing as she popped the spoon from her mouth, she went back down and resumed scooping up spoonful after spoonful of soup. 

Yet ... she wasn’t enjoying it as much as she should have, since she was worried as to where Fluttershy had gone off to. Ever since she got back from the bathroom she couldn’t find her anywhere! As she gulped down her soup bit by bit, she peered across and beneath the table, yet couldn’t see her anywhere. Suddenly though, she stopped. 

“Wait ... what ... what if I ... no I couldn’t have ... what if I ... I ... sat on her?!” She thought. Looking from side to side, making sure nobody was looking, she shuffled up slightly and peered beneath her bottom at the chair. She sighed in relief though when no yellow speck was in sight, so she flopped back down again. 

“Ahhh, good, good, that would’ve been embarrassing! Maybe Fluttershy had to go off and do something, and couldn’t find something to write a note on? Yeah, I’m sure that’s it. She’d want me to enjoy my soup anyway, no use worrying myself silly over her. It’s such a pity though, I really wanted to share this soup with her, it just tastes so good!” 

Sighing and relaxing back into the chair, she continued gulping down the soup bit by bit. Eventually, when the bowl was cleared, the helpful pegasus waiter returned to collect het dish. 

“Did you enjoy your meal?” He asked, delicately picking it up with telekinesis. 

“Ah, yes I did Zagiew, thank you very much! Say, have you seen Rainbow Dash anywhere?” 

“Rainbow Dash? Hmmm, no, can’t say I have.” Zagiew replied. 

“Ah, okay then... I’m sure she’s right under my nose or something.” 

“You’re probably right Rainbow Dash, you’re probably right.” 

With that, he plucked another bowl of food from his wings and gently laid it in front of Fluttershy. Hay and lettuce salad topped with a delightful dressing. Rainbow Dash’s mouth watered, she knew she was going to eat this one fast. 

“Enjoy your meal~” The waiter said, before turning and leaving. 

“Oh I will~” Rainbow Dash muttered as she grabbed her spoon. Her gut let out a rumble as it hungered for the food. 

But one thing was for certain though. Fluttershy was definitely NOT going to enjoy the meal~ 

The End