Title:           AnonxFruitcake (OC) (Mini, ass, insertion)
Author:          ShadsBootyCollection
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First Edit:      Thursday 2nd of July 2015 06:01:41 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Monday 13th of July 2015 02:49:00 AM CDT

You really wish you had gone to that healer when your party returned to town. At first you thought it would be something small, but now things have gone ironically bad for you.
 
It was a few months since a portal dropped you into the world of Equestria, but it wasn’t the world you were expecting. While there were the cute, snuggly ponies that just barely went to your chest, there were also a lot of other races -- griffins, deer, diamond dogs, giraffes, just about any race one would think of lived amongst these lands and for one reason: For glory. There was neither danger nor any world-ending threat, but rather everyone roamed the land for fame and to get their named immortalized for the future generations. You, however, had landed with a rather loud crash, head-first into the pavement of an alleyway. Just as you were about to lose consciousness and likely die, you could just barely see two figures, one on four legs and the other on two, rush right towards your bleeding body before you had blacked out.
 
Once you woke up, you were greeted to two beautiful girls looking down at your lying form. One was a mature looking, heavily armored earth mare with finely smoothed tan fur, a somewhat long, blond mane, and a pair of pink, stoic eyes. Your first thought was how she could possibly hold under all of that cumbersome armor. The second girl was a baby dragon in the process of becoming a teen dragon, standing almost twice as high as the mare and thus was about one and a half times your height. Her scales were a mix of red and green that reminded you very much of Hearth’s Warming, alongside a pair of the most adorable gray eyes. Your first thought was how anyone could possibly handle her with such a pair of gigantic hips! They could destroy the average stallion’s pelvis - and likely most of him - by itself! It was a perverted first thought, but it was the first thing your eyes could possibly notice thanks to the point of view.
 
She was the first to speak - or in her case, giving out a gasp - almost giving you a hug that would’ve finished you off until the mature mare just barely stopped her with a scolding. The said mare introduced herself as ‘Morrigan’, an ‘Imperial Knight’. Apparently her kind had been involved in a corrupt mission to erase the deer and the bat-ponies, but a brave guild just barely managed to stop them alongside her help, since she didn’t agree to the terms in the first place, but was instead mislead into that evil plan. The Amazonian dragon more than eagerly introduced herself as ‘Fruitcake’, oddly fitting for her scales’ colors. She was apparently abandoned as an egg, in which Morrigan took and rose as her own to ensure that the poor girl wouldn’t have the same past she did, though Morrigan only told you this once you gained her trust. They both hunted together in their own group, and when they saw you almost die they knew they had to help. You just barely lived thanks to a mixture of their help plus the help of various non-magical nurses, since for some unexplained reason magic just seemed to bounce right off of you. It was with this strange quirk that they had asked you to join them and get experience so that you may survive in this world. After you said yes, while Morrigan had a pleased smile on her face, Fruitcake was jumping for joy, her wobbling hips moving with her, giddy about finally having someone odd like her join in their group.
 
It wasn't long before you soon trained yourself in the art of long-range combat, namely with guns and throwing weapons, giving yourself the nickname ‘Quickdraw Anon.’ In your raids, Morrigan hacked and slashed about with her ‘Drive Blade’, Fruitcake lifted the seemingly heaviest enemies like they were nothing and flung them to the ground, and you stood in the back and fired away, only diving in when you saw a magical spell or curse aimed at one of your friends. You never really minded that at all, since you got the grand view of Fruitcake’s never-ending, never-quitting rear from time to time, and your imagination would spark at the thought of what lied under the self-conscious Morrigan’s armor. You obviously never gave them signs that you may have stared a bit too much, of course. Your anti-magic and at the least intermediate skills were proven to be a great aid to the two, since the poor duo used to be prone to magic and range until you came along. Fruitcake especially liked you for this trait since she was an obviously big target.
 
It wasn’t even a few hours ago that the three of you had ran across an evil sorcerer that was terrifying the lands. Simply said, you beat the shit out of him with your teamwork, but not until the damn old hag had laid a curse on you that managed to pierce your barrier which you just so happened to be unaware of. The two seemed worried, but you simply grinned and shrugged it off… or at least, you thought you did. The three of you went back to town to get some R&R in the village spas, though they insisted you go in first since they had intended to get a hot bath before joining you. As you stepped into the steamy, empty sauna with nothing but a towel on to let the muggy air calm yourself, you suddenly felt nauseous and woozy, hastily seating yourself on the wooden bench before everything went black.
 
You now find yourself fully exposed and on a landscape of wood that you can barely make out, since your vision is filled with the muggy haze of steam. Struggling to come to terms with what just happened, you soon came to the conclusion that you had shrunk from the sorcerer's curse, though given its sheer power you should feel lucky that your magic barrier was able to lessen its effects severely. You could have been the size of an ant or a mere speck, but instead you had become more like a small toy.
 
You suddenly hear the door opening to reveal two barely visible silhouettes: Fruitcake and Morrigan. At least, that is what you deduced by the sound of their voices as they chatted away before stopping to look around the gigantic room. You take the chance to wave one your hands and try to call out, though you are immediately choked up by the heavy air. The pear-shaped dragoness sighs, seemingly dejected, unable to see nor hear you. “Aw… he said he’d be in here! You think he’s just takin’ a crap or somethin’?” Her childish voice asks, amplified with a boom that fortunately doesn’t hurt your ears too much. Morrigan simply shrugged and replied, her somewhat older, monotonous voice booming as well. “Likely. Though the curse our last foe put on Anonymous was something even I could sense. I have a feeling not even his quirk could have stopped that. We’ll give him some time, and then we shall search.” The younger dragoness nods in agreement at this as the both began to walk, fortunately enough, in your direction! Maybe they could see you now? You try to wave and speak again, only to find yourself in horror by the fact that you were silently choked up once again! By the time you manage to make your plan of coughing as loudly as possible, you look up in horror to first see Morrigan turning around and revealing two huge, toned globes of wet, tan fur that were slowly about to descend! Were you not at risk of death from one of your own party members, you know this would have been hot, but it was at this point that you had to listen to your brain instead of your dick! You just barely manage to outrun the descent, almost feeling the tons of fur and muscle grazing your back. You consider climbing up her leg and trying to get to her... that is, until the steamy fog above suddenly begins to make way for something far more threatening.
 
One of Fruitcake’s gigantic ass-cheeks was about to fall right on you! Just one of those jelly-like, green and red globes blocks your entire view above! While Anon Jr. is begging for you to stay, your brain clearly states otherwise, your legs picking up again trying to outpace the—
 
BOOM.
 
You find yourself surrounded in a heavy, pillow-like darkness. You thought you would have ended up as a tiny red stain on the vast green landscape, but fortunately you had landed a spot right between the mammoth cheeks of the beast, the jiggling just now stopping as the chub outside spread itself across the wooden board. You try to wriggle, but you have become stuck in a pocket of sheer fat and scale. However, your captor does feel a slight uneasiness, causing her to wiggle just a bit and spread the pocket slightly and allowing you to move just a bit. You had to find a way to get her attention, since there was no way you were getting out – you needed her help somehow, and the only way you could fully get her attention was… oh. You had to go up there.
 
Your mind was already set as you slowly begin to shimmy your way upwards through her vast crack, praying that she won't clench too hard as you’re forced to listen into their muffled conversation.
 
“I-I just don’t know, mom, what if he doesn’t love-” “Nonsense, dear, you don’t know until you try.” “You’ve said that a-at least a hundred times! …Okay, maybe I’m exaggerating a bit, but still! Whenever me and any other stallion tried to… y’know, date… they’d just get at my butt and get themselves almost killed! Th-they were always just in lust, not love! Anon doesn’t do that sort of thing, he never did, ever! He always throws himself in the line of any magic just so we don’t get hurt! He’s just such a gentleman…” You could definitely hear her say that in a dreamy tone, as you can’t help but blush just a bit at the somewhat increasing heat. “And because he has an immunity to magic… but nonetheless, were I just some years younger, I would be stealing—“
Your head suddenly bumps against a leathery opening. Outside, Fruitcake gasps quietly, biting her bottom lip and interrupting her mother. Morrigan smirks at her, asking “Are your teenage hormones getting to you again, Fruitcake?”  …The dragoness could have sworn she felt something wriggle against her asshole. There were no bugs here, and she cleaned her arse thoroughly per usual, but whatever was there felt… oddly amazing. She considered just leaving it in there for some relief, but she needed to inspect it as soon as possible. She just couldn’t bend over and check with her mom watching, however, that would be awful! She silently nods, in which Morrigan gets up and begins to walk out, “I will just tell them you needed some extra time, dear. Just make sure you clean up when you’re done.” The moment the door closes, Fruitcake practically leaps off the seat and sticks her claw up her mounds at an attempt to fish out the intruder…
Your world suddenly becomes a wobbling mess as you could feel your captor get up, the flesh pocket loosening considerably as she bends over. Just as you feel her anus ready to take you in, however, you feel something lightly grasp you, slowly pulling you out of your squishy cage with a ‘bwong’. As you get one last glimpse of only part of her ass, you’re brought up to Fruitcake’s blushing and shocked face. It was clear she was resisting the urge to scream, so instead she lets out an adorable whimper and quietly stutters out, “A-A-A-Anon…? What were you…?” You barely manage to explain what happened amongst the thick air, making the poor girl blush even more…
 
“S-S-So you mean you… and then I almost…” She whispers out. You simply nod and grin, explaining to her that it wasn’t her fault… but that’s when she suddenly comes up with the most piercing question. “…S-So you… heard me, didn’t you?” She asks, looking away in shame. You frown in response. You really wanted to lie to make her feel safer, but deep down you both knew that was wrong. Instead, you suddenly hug one of her fingers tightly, making your gentle giant gasp once again and look right back to you.
“Fruitcake…” You manage to get out a chuckle amongst the muggy air, taking your sweet time to make your statement clear. You never talked much, and thus had a rather vague personality, but when you talked everyone knew it was time to listen. “…Don’t you know I already care for you? I’ve been throwing myself in harm’s way just for you, silly...” Fruitcake simply couldn’t believe your words, “Y-Yeah, but you throw yourself in mom’s way, too… d-do you just want the both of us?” You shake your head to say no. “Th… that’d be wrong, Fruitcake. Besides, I rarely even stay near her, because I feel safer with you.” Your captor pulls her claw closer to her face, her gray eyes becoming cloudy with tears of worry. “B-But it’s just because I’m a big gal, i-it has to—“
 
The first moment you could get, you suddenly lean forward, your tiny lips making contact and kissing the best they could against the bottom of her gigantic mouth. Fruitcake’s green head goes full red in response, and she freezes at first, before your head is suddenly enveloped in her lips for a short while before she pulls back with a timid smile. “…Y-You really do love me, d-don’t you?” She asks, and in reply you nod once again. You’re soon softly pressed against her toned, flat chest, with her looking down at you and you looking right back up into her eyes. You suddenly smirk and say one word, one word that made her almost die of embarrassment.
 
“…Fruity.”
 
“I… h-how long have you been waitin’ to say that?!” “A few months.” You grin, but soon she grins back. “…fine then, ‘Nonny.”
The both of you give off a chuckle at the pet names already given to the both of you – it was the first time Fruitcake had ever been called that before beyond her mother, and it was the same for you. It was true; you both did have quite a bit in common beyond your perfect coordination on the battlefield. You may have dived in the way of any magical attacks to the pair, especially Fruitcake, but she was almost always the first to grab, slam, and/or pile drive the fuck out of anyone who dared to get too close to her precious ally—no, lover, rather. In a sense, you guess that you both never really owed each-other, since you ended up repaying the debts subconsciously.
 
That was, up until now. You felt as though she had saved you from your death. She could’ve clenched, she could’ve just kept you in there to suffer, but she didn’t, she couldn’t, her mind knew at the time that something was suspicious and that she had to check. You had to thank—
 
“Um… N-Nonny?” Her sweet voice pulls you out of your flashback as you blink for a second before tilting your head, asking what she needed. “Um… h-how do I say this… c-can you help me out with something?” She requests, shyly looking away. “Just please say yes…” …You have your doubts, but you knew that in order to form a true bond you had to trust her. You simply smile and nod as you have been doing. She goes into a sitting position and gives an adorable ‘eee’ of happiness as her claw lowers right on down, which you had honestly expected given your recent intimate actions.
 
But you never expected it to be this quick, nor this beautiful.
 
You had landed a spot right between her chunky, spread thighs that were more than eagerly revealing her gigantic, pink, shining slit amongst the red under-scales. There was an alluring heat and scent that was nearly hypnotizing and made your mind numb in ecstasy. You can barely pay attention to Fruitcake’s giggling. “W-Wow, you must really like it, Nonny… um, c-can you…? I swear I’ll be gen—EEP!” She didn’t even need to say it. Your fingernails were already scratching against her engorged nethers, her warm, clear juices sticking right to you as they were pouring out of her love-pot. You just barely lift yourself up to gently pinch the clit at the top to give her a teasing shock, but that’s where things escalated quickly as she knew she had to get payback.
 
You feel the flat end of one of her nails bump into your back, pressing you up to her lips which were already begin to gobble you up in its warm depths, and it wasn’t long before your vision faded to black. Though you were anything but fainting again, in fact you were absolutely lively within her depths, squirming in your sheer ecstasy against the slick walls which only tightened against you and dragged you in ever deeper. You could hear the muffled moans of your lover, and you could especially hear her throbbing heart as you go ever deeper. It was bliss, you had finally found heaven.
 
That was, until you started to lose air. That’s when reality began to kick in; if you didn’t finish her off quickly you would likely die! It just so happened that you bumped against a slick opening in which you presume to be the end of the line, her cervix that led to the egg-maker. You pull all of your strength into one tackle, your feet hitting the walls as you launch yourself right at it. It was right as you hit it that you realized how bad of an idea that it was – not only did you lose all of your air, but you risked being sucked right into her, permanently. Or at least, that’s what you thought before you were suddenly smacked by a vast wave of dragon cum, hitting your winded form heavier than any foe could before you were suddenly forced out back onto the floor, limp and unmoving, though just barely keeping consciousness.
 
Your gigantic girl had a pure look of bliss about her, that long tongue drooling on out and her eyes glazed over with love. She suddenly snapped back to reality with a worrying thought, however, that her little Nonny might be hurt! She looks down and gasps at your still form, it looked like you weren’t breathing at all to her! The poor dragon begins to tear up in her worry, reaching down a claw to try to prod you. That was, until you weakly raise a soaked arm to show her that you were alive, but she still begins to cry and apologize profusely to you. Her worry and her tears hurt you more than anything on this planet ever could, so you had to think up of something to cheer her up quick.
 
“…I’m fine.” You try to say over her tears. She silences herself, her lips quivering as she looks down at you again. “Wh…what?” “I’m fine, Fruity… just a couple bruises, I had fun, y-you had fun…”
 
“…and if anything…” You raise your arm up to your face and give it a lick, tasting the dragon’s juices on you again before grinning up at her slyly. “You taste… fruity.”
 
It took her a while to process that, but when it finally clicked her eyes suddenly widen, her sadness giving way to a snort, then a quiet chuckle, then a full-on laugh that you laugh along with, mainly for her sake. “Gods… dammit, Nonny! That was so h-horrible...!” She says in between her snickers, but her not-so-witty mind soon comes up with a retaliation that left a smirk on her face as she wipe away a tear, “Well, you weren’t very… anonymous… with what you did there!” You raise an eyebrow in confusion, causing the big girl to blush slightly in embarrassment and frown. “Uh… c-cuz anonymous is basically like, hiding your identity, and you kinda… showed your… and… ah… yeah…” You simply shake your head and chuckle, replying rather teasingly, “That pun was ass. Big ass.” …Fruitcake suddenly grins with a devilish look in her eyes. You probably should not have said that, then again you set yourself up for this.
 
“Well, Nonny…” She begins to scoot back a tad and stand up tall, her towering form at least the size of a skyscraper in your eyes. “I hope you don’t mind if I BUTT…” she slowly turns around first to her side, showing off her rump from the side and how its sheer largeness compared to the rest of her body, it was at the limit of proportions, almost reaching the ‘too damn big’ status but just missing that by a hair. “…in, BUTT when it comes to ass puns, you’d best believe you’re in the REAR…” She fully turns around now, her damp globes of untamed fat hovering far above you; one single cheek is enough to flatten a large house to dirt. You soon notice it descending, but a more detailed observation shows that she wasn’t planning to sit right on you, but rather right in front as she gets to her knees, the backs of her legs on either side of you. “…or else you’d best quit taking so much CRACK, and take some ASS-istance, before your brain ENDs up like RUMP roast!” With that, her jello mounds soon fall with a reverbing ‘thoom’ to the flat floor right in front of you, giving you a full moon view of her blubbery ass. “Soooo… whaddya think, Nonny? You knooow you waaaaant iiiiiit.~” She gives it a little teasing wiggle, her tail slowly casting itself to the side to show off her mind-boggling glory.
 
Damn, she really, really was crazy for you. You couldn’t help but grin at the massive sight, at first leaning against a cheek but soon withdrawing after it practically tried to envelope you in its chub. “So just how long were you planning out /those/ puns? Or /buns/, rather?” You ask, and she simply giggles, “Just thought up of ‘em on the spot, I swear! Now are ya gonna start lovin’ on me or what? Does a little somebody need PUN-ished?” She giggles again while you just smirk and roll your eyes, getting to work on pleasing this mountain of a butt…
 
Needless to say, it wasn’t very easy. Each cheek greatly looms over you in both width and height, and the vast space between threatens to swallow you up and lose you. You have to start simple, so you first work on her left cheek, going near the mysterious darkness but not yet in it. Your hands press firmly into the soft, scaly flesh, that pours around your hands and seemingly takes them in as it extends to your arms. At first you think you had already damned yourself there, but you soon find that you could move your arms with some ease, the fat rolling with your movements as you did the best you could to massage the mounds. Apparently, however, that wasn’t enough for your girl as she giggled once again.
“Nonnyyyyy, you’re supposed to be sexy, not silly! You’re tickling me!” She looks back at her ass, intending to look at you as she slightly pokes part of her tongue at you in a teasing manner. You smirk and in retaliation you smack her cheek the hardest you could, it jiggling like a waterbed while you look up to see her bite her lip in response. “Mmm… okay, kinda sexy. But that ain’t gonna cut it, babe, you know what to do.~” You raise a slightly worried eyebrow, reluctantly recalling not even the last few minutes from where you had worried her half to death, but she oddly smiles, “Ohhhhh, nonononono! I’m pretty sure you can get air in there ‘long as you don’t do anything dumb, but I’m sure you wouldn’t. I’ve got faith in ya, and I’ve got a plan, now quit ya worryin’! Oh, and the safe gesture’s three knocks.” She leans back her claw and uses the flat end of her nail to playfully push you closer to the eternal depths…
 
You stare at the abyss, and it stares back. You have no choice but to go on forward and there was no turning back. Your hands reach into only a small fraction of her glutes, as you part them very slightly to first stick your head, and soon enough the rest of your body in. You can hear Fruitcake murr far above you, your world rattling and wobbling you very slightly, only enough to give you a small bit of dizziness. “Theeeere we go, that’s a start. Just know that’s just the entrée to me, Nonny, you ain’t off the hook just yet.” She teases, patting one of her cheeks and parting them very slightly so that you can move somewhat easier and get small bits of air amongst the smell of mainly sweat and bits of – ironically enough – fruity scents, likely from the soap she used. One thing was certain, though, and it was that this was going to be a long ride…
 
You squirm your way through the seemingly never-ending rump in an attempt to find the prize you had accidently bumped into the last time you were within these confines, all the while being teased by your playful lover by the occasional small wiggle, grind, or clench to keep things entertaining. At the most all of it was winding and a tad off-putting, given your soft world and the way she handled it all – not too much, not too often, and keeping it unpredictable just so it wouldn't be such a monotonous travel.
Just as you were thinking of how you would handle your prize when you find your face bumping right into her head-sized pucker, suddenly feeling everything tightening up around you quite tightly for a quick moment. “Oooooh!~ S-Sorry, Nonny, b-but I think you hit it…!” Fruitcake finally let out a little moan in response, and you could definitely sense that she was more than willing to get on with the main course.
 
Surprisingly enough, what lied in front of you didn’t smell as bad as you thought it would; in fact, it seemed very well taken care of, and you could have mistaken it for the rest of her ass were it not for the leathery texture. As you temporarily retreat your face, you only go back for more with your hands grasping the outer ring of her flesh tightly, with your tongue licking right in the center, to find that it tasted strongly of her increasing sweat. You can feel everything tensing up right around you in response, though it was clear that your giant girlfriend was trying to keep things under control, her loud panting clear as day to you despite your muffled surroundings. It was clear she did not want you to stop anytime soon, and so you follow her orders, your lips pressing firmly against her pucker… until it suddenly takes your head in!
 
Fruitcake gasps loudly at the feeling, though given your current position she knew this was not good, not good at all. She shakily sighs in relief  when you just barely manage to get your head out of the deadly depths… however, it appears as though your girl had a new idea. “Um… Nonny?” You hear amongst the depths. You lightly knock a fist against her pucker in response to show you could hear her. “C-Could you… flip over? I’m gonna get onto my belly and see if we can’t try something… j-just trust me, ‘kay?”
 
You shrug your shoulders lightly, maneuvering yourself to where now your bare feet were against her arse-hole and your head was facing the small crack of light far, far off in the distance. Your entire sense of gravity shifts slowly as the dragoness lies down on her front, her gigantic glutes now facing the air as the opening was now right below you, which you soon found yourself sliding towards thanks to the still-wet lubricant of her cum.
 
You hear her gasp slightly as your feet hit the pucker, and it’s clear to you what she wanted to do. You grin to yourself as you shove a foot in there, only for the jiggly ass around you to hold you tightly for a moment and let go. “Gah! N-Nonny, pl-please be gentle with that! I’m still a virgin back there!” It was true; her quicksand-like hole was unsurprisingly tight, given that no average dick would get in that anytime soon. As you slowly get your air back, you gently push your other leg in there, another murr resounding as it appears she was pleased with the work you were putting in.
 
She can feel more and more of you fill up the inside of her ass as you allow yourself to sink further, at the most up to your chest so you can still get some air and not get beheaded in a vice grip, should that happen. It felt like a live trap, with its tightness wrapped around your form like an inescapable seal that could very well trap you within forever, just like any other part of this dangerous, but loving dragon. You take a small breath and grasp the outer rings tightly once again as you get to work.
 
…Well, all that you could really do was kick your feet about and wriggle about, both of which you made sure to do. As simple as it was, it was the least threatening path to get your kicks, a good idea on Fruitcake’s end. However, it didn’t mean that it wasn’t both exciting and dangerous, both of those factors setting your heart and dick wild as you feel Anon Jr. press up between the tightening, slick walls and your body. It looks like Fruitcake was enjoying this as much as you were as well, given that she had never had this much of a rush other than in battle!
 
It didn’t take much for your giantess to muffle her yell as you feel the trapping anus squeeze you tightly and spasm, while your torso and head were enveloped in the darkest reaches of her rippling chub as it seems your giant already got her rush of ecstasy. The mix of the sheer pleasure and pain caused your dick to explode as well, its seed hitting the wall and sliding down into the depths to be lost for eternity.
 
Once it all ended, you two were left a panting mess, though you soon see the light shining more up above as her claw comes to retrieve you. The two flat ends of her fingers wrap around you to free you of your pleasure prison with a pop, and soon you get your last glimpse of the glorious ass you had taken as your prize, taking in the waves of its jiggle one last time before you’re brought to your lover’s face, which gives you a sloppy kiss and a grin. “H…Holy shit, you reeeeeally don’t know how amazing that felt… you okay, babe?” You give a nod and a grin. Though you had a couple of bruises, they would be healing soon. The red-and-green dragon soon stands up, putting you on her broad shoulder as she smiles at you. “That was a lot of fun, Nonny, but we’d better find that healer. Can’t have ya out of commission, you’ve gotta continue protecting me! Oh, and mom too." She poked her tongue out again, smirking soon after and wrapping your towel around her waist to hide her wet folds and groin. “But hey, we’re definitely gonna try this again. Maybe if we can find a few other potions we can try a couple new things, too.~” She bats her eyes at you, with you simply grinning and nodding in return, kissing her cheek as the both of you soon exit the sauna…
 
You definitely aren’t going to speak of this to Morrigan, nor anybody else.