Chapter #4Beneath the Mudsdale's notice. by: sneakyk   (depictions of horse anatomy, unaware pokemon pred, vore probably incoming)
Hooves capable of rending craters into the earth pound their way towards you, supporting the powerful legs of a beast of burden who could probably come close to pulling an aircraft carrier in his wake. Clumps of dirt the size of rocks shift from the thunderous hoofbeats. Parting the blades of grass before you and looking directly across the barnyard, the only those hooves and legs, as well as the tip of the horse's girth, are the only parts of the stallion you can see without turning your gaze upward. It would be an immensely awkward sight, were it not overridden by the sheer danger the Pokemon poses to you.
Craning your neck upward, you notice that the Pokemon seems completely oblivious to your presence, and you find that you would rather keep it that way. You attempt to get onto your knees, the quaking hammering THWAMs of the Mudsdale's hoofbeats nearly making you fall flat on your face instead. Getting on to your knees and eventually going prone, you attempt to crawl perpendicular to the path of the horse.
Your stealthy movements through difficult terrain are almost laughably slow in the face of an approaching giant with leg spans the height of buildings. The horse's hoofbeats grow louder as it steps closer and closer to you, and you begin to wonder whether or not it is actually unaware of your presence. Eventually the hoofbeats amplify to the point of being near deafening, and you find yourself frozen in fear, unable to do anything but quiver and whimper in terror as a painful ringing overtakes your ears.
The ringing begins to fade, and the thudding hoofbeats eventually slow to a halt. They are soon replaced by a different sound, one that can better be described as a series of crunches. This time the noises are coming from in front of you. Getting to your feet and assessing your surroundings, you find that the grass around you has grown darker in hue, and the air is filled with a distinctly bestial scent, something similar too, though subtly different from, the faint hint of horseshit the entire farmyard seems to carry.
Getting to your feet and looking around, you quickly realize that you are quite literally in the shadow of the beast. Two imposing legs loom before you , the horse Pokemon's running out of its enormous posterior just above them. From your angle you can just barely make out the horse's anus, which would otherwise be hidden by its tail. The sight is just the slightest bit tantalizing, much to your shame, and you find yourself entranced by it for a moment. The horse donut is large enough for your entire body to fit inside. It is a nauseating and deathly thought, but one you cannot shake out of your head. You can only be thankful that there's no way you would ever wind up within it.
Pondering why exactly the horse Pokemon has stopped, your mind quickly jumps to the possibility that the horse might be about to let loose a turd upon the ground below, potentially striking you in the process. A dreadful chill passes down your spine, and you advance forwards beneath the creature, not wishing to die in a mire of shit.
Advancing forward , beneath the creature, you realize that you're passing right beneath the horse's cock. The Mudsdale's girth dangles even more awkwardly than the tail did, like a fleshy chandelier beneath the ceiling that is his underbelly. His manhood is longer than you are tall, a thought you'd rather not dwell too deeply on, but you cannot avert your gaze from the bizarre spectacle above. You are not at all aroused by the sight. Rather, you are emasculated and afraid, and you begin to feel a strange tingling feeling running down your back.
The tingling begins to intensify, you notice the Mudsdale's cock seem to grow larger and his underbelly grow more distant. You desperately try to come up with a rationalization for what is happening, but the answer only strikes you when you realize that the very blades of grass around you are growing... or, rather, you're shrinking even smaller! . You turn your attention towards your own body and its immediate surroundings, watching as you dwindle to the point where you're less than an inch in height, no bigger than an ordinary ant.
Just as you begin to fear that you will shrink to the point of nonexistence, the tingling sensation fades, and your body's height stabilizes. Your attention quickly turns back to the Mudsdale, which has now increased in height sixfold compared to you. At about 100 body lengths in height, and with a body longer than it is tall, the creature really could pull a 'tiny' aircraft carrier with its weight, if its owner so chooses.
The sounds of the creature crunching on grass reverberate around you, the Mudsdale remaining fixed in place, ever unaware of your presence. At your current scale, you likely won't be able to get the creature's attention even if you wanted to. Taking advantage of your newfound smallness, you wander off into the grass, eventually make it out from under the horse's shadow and into the comparative heat of daylight. Soon, thunderous hoofbeats echo once more, and the creature stomps off into the distance, leaving you alone...
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