Pinkie Pie Macro


                                            >"Oh, my..."

                                            >The five friends looked upwards, in awe.

                                            >The sun was blocked out by Pinkie's mane, and replaced by her beaming, smiling face.

                                            >"Hey, Twilight! Look what that potion did to me! I can't even SEE you guys you're so small!"

                                            >She studied the mass of land before her. The entirety of Equestria was like a small model; every town and city nothing more than a tiny cluster of buildings and every hill and landmark so small she could hold it in her hoof.

                                            >"Twilight!? What's going on? H-How did this happen!?"

                                            >The alicorn stammered anxiously.

                                            >"I- I don't know! She must have gotten into some of my potions but I had no idea any of them could do this!"

                                            >"Can she even hear us?" Applejack tried calling out, but Pinkie's expression remained unchanged.

                                            >"Unlikely. I doubt she can even see us, let alone hear us."

                                            >"Boy, being this huge is tiring! I'm gonna need to sit down!"

                                            >"Pinkie! Wait!"

                                            >It was useless, though. Even if she could hear them, she had already swerved herself round and was bringing her rump steadily down towards Ponyville.

                                            >It was like a huge, shifting behemoth that got closer and closer.

                                            >Everypony made an attempt to scatter, but it was no use. Even if they could run all the way to Canterlot the shockwave would get them.

                                            >"Twilight! What do we do!? She's coming right at us!"

                                            >"I don't know, girls! Maybe if I can get to the library and-"

                                            >It was far too late, though.

                                            >With a seismic crash that boomed thousands of miles across, Pinkie's plot landed down over Ponyville, forming a slight crater in the surface of the earth.

                                            >The residents of Ponyville weren't sure if they were dead or alive for a few moments.

                                            >All the light had been blocked out entirely.

                                            >They could feel something though.

                                            >Rubbery, slightly sweaty, that seemed to flex every few seconds.

                                            >"Uh, girls, anyone else thinking we're in-?"

                                            >"Oh, Applejack, you can't be suggesting-"

                                            >Rainbow looked around her and reached the same conclusion.

                                            >"We're in Pinkie's asshole!"

                                            >It was a vast crater of muscle that sucked the ponies towards its center with every flex.

                                            >It was also hard to ignore the overwhelmingly musky smell that surrounded everypony.

                                            >The air was heavy and thick; tinged with sweat and Pinkie's unclean body odor.

                                            >"Twilight? If you're gonna suddenly come up with some genius plan that saves all of us, now's the time to do it!"

                                            >"Yeah, Twi, I can't say I'm all too keen to take up permanent residence in Pinkie's chocolate factory." Applejack tried to grasp on to a fold or crease, but it was too slippery.

                                            >"I'm trying to think! Maybe if we can-"

                                            >Too late.

                                            >With a pucker, Pinkie's plothole sucked the five ponies, along with the rest of the townsfolk unfortunate enough to be pinned beneath her, inside her sphincter.

                                            >It closed around them, sealing their fate.

                                            >There was no getting out now.