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Why isn't there more Blueblood/Celestia clop? I've always wondered. Here's my contribution to that small pool, along with a bit of absorption and cock growth. Don't worry, there's a happy ending for everyone involved. In more ways than one! Triggers and things (and stuff): Cock growth, absorption, muscle growth, gay, anal, futa (later), shrinkage, NC (in the beginning), girly (later), narcissism, ludicrously expensive sex toys, and an adorably undersized stallion being comforted by his marefriend.

This was partly inspired by the lovely work of SB. You can find the exact piece here.

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Prince Blueblood paced around his room anxiously while he waited for his guards to return. He had been planning this evening for months, and the time was finally here. He had spent a long time trying to perfect a certain spell, and tonight was finally the night. He stood in the mirror to take in his majestic, ivory body.

"I look marvelous", he thought. Indeed, his muscles were beautifully sculpted, and his snowy white coat fairly gleamed. Obsessing over his appearance certainly paid off.

There was only one part of his anatomy that he didn't like, and it was rather important. His endowment, while by no means small, wasn't ideal. It stood at a respectable six inches long, but it was hardly fitting for such a handsome stallion to have a stallionhood that was merely "average".

So, after many failed attempts, Blueblood had found a solution. The effects of his spell always wore off after a few minutes, but this time he was confident that he had discovered a way to make them permanent. After tonight, he would finally be perfect.

A pair of royal guards threw open the door to his private chambers, carrying between them a bound pegasus pony. Rock Solid and Spear Point were in on his game, and had agreed to help him on the condition that he fatten their bank accounts if they helped him fatten his cock. "You may go," he said, and waved them away.

The prince had to admit it: his guards had done a marvelous job. The pegaus was a lovely charcoal gray, and his muscles rippled with every movement. Between his legs Blueblood saw that his balls were nearly the size of the apples his last victim grew in his orchard. If the rest of him matched...

"I'm going to remove your gag," Blueblood said. He levitated a small box out from under his huge bed and opened the lid. "If you aren't quiet, I'll gag you again, but I'll use this. Is that clear?" The gray pegasus nodded, trembling as Blueblood waved a huge dildo in front of his face. Blueblood unfastened the gag, and the pegasus immediately whimpered in fear. "What is your name?"

"Thunderlane," the pegasus said. "What are you going to do to me? Please let me go! I haven't done anything!" He clenched his jaw shut as Blueblood tapped his lips with the toy.

When Thunderlane went quiet, Blueblood smiled. "Mind your tongue, commoner," he said. "You will speak only when spoken to." The prince turned in a slow circle, lifting his tail enticingly and tossing his mane as he did so. "Tell me what you think of your prince."

"Y-you're v-very handsome," Thunderlane said.

"Am I?" Blueblood asked. He used his magic to force the pegasus onto his back and cut the ropes binding his rear legs. "Then why don't you look like you're enjoying the view?"

"I don't l-like stallions," Thunderlane stuttered.

Blueblood's hoof gently brushed against his balls, and the pegasus gasped. "You just might by the time I'm done with you," he said flirtatiously. He began massaging Thunderlane's sheathe, teasing the pegasus in just the right ways so that he couldn't keep his "little pony" hidden for very long.

"Impressive," Blueblood said at Thunderlane's shaft began to harden. He was honestly a little awed by the jet-black pillar of flesh that rose from between Thunderlane's legs. It was at least eight inches long, and much thicker than his own. "I regret that I'm not quite on your level. See?"

By now, Blueblood had a raging hard-on. He lifted one of his hind legs and hung it directly in Thunderlane's face. "You know what to do." Thunderlane tried to squirm away, but Blueblood's magic held him still. "I could have you thrown into the dungeon," he warned. "You can do this now, or you can do it in chains later. It's up to you."

Thunderlane whimpered and, hesitantly, stuck out his tongue to lap at Blueblood's length. "That's a good stallion," the prince said with a pleased sigh. "Get a taste for it." Thunderlane grunted unhappily at the tip pressed against his lips, but Blueblood wouldn't let him pull away. "You might want to take a deep breath," the prince said, and straddled his helpless victim. With very little warning he dropped his hips, causing Thunderlane to gag on his length.

Blueblood giggled as the pegasus struggled. He had always been sensitive about his length, and it was nice to see that he was a bit more than Thunderlane could handle.

After a few minutes, Thunderlane's struggling began to weaken. Blueblood pumped into his throat once more before pulling out, allowing the stallion to catch his breath. "I do hope you enjoyed that," he said as he wiped a strand of pre off the pegasus's face. "I've been told that I have a pleasant flavor."

Thunderlane looked like he wanted to argue, but after his eyes flitted to the box he gritted his teeth and nodded. "I'm so glad you agree," Blueblood said. "Ready for round two?"

Before the pegasus could answer, Blueblood flipped him onto his belly and hauled his hind end into the air. "Oh, my!" he exclaimed. "You're very heavy, Thunderlane, and you're so solid. You must be quite an athlete."

"I'm trying to become a Wonderbolt," Thunderlane mumbled grudgingly.

"Is that so?" Blueblood asked. "You've certainly got the physique for it." He ran his hooves over Thunderlane's flanks, kneading the hard muscle and firmly groping his ass. "I hope you've also got the, ah, constitution."

His tongue probed Thunderlane's ass, and gently pushed inside. The pegasus moaned, and tried unsuccessfully to avoid writhing in pleasure. Nopony had ever payed him this kind of attention, and Blueblood was very good at it. "I've had practice," the prince said, answering the question he hadn't voiced. "If you were a mare, I'd show you a trick I picked up from...well, royalty does not kiss and tell."

Royalty did, however, give one hell of a rimjob. Thunderlane hated himself for getting so aroused, but he simply couldn't help it. Blueblood's tongue gently probed him for a few minutes before drawing back.

Thunderlane whimpered again as Blueblood took a bottle of clear fluid from his toy box and drizzled it onto the stallion's tight pucker. "No!" he halfway shouted. "Please, no!"

The dildo slapped him across the face, stunning him without really hurting. "Final warning," Blueblood said. "Make it easy on yourself and give me what I want." He rubbed some lubricant over his shaft, using as much as possible to ensure that he could actually fit inside. "Relax, my dear. You're about to be rutted by a prince. Most mares would kill for the opportunity."

"Not that they would need to," Blueblood thought as he climbed on top of the pegasus. He used his magic to carefully line himself up with Thunderlane's ass, and gently pushed his blunt tip against the opening. The pegasus shook beneath him, whimpering and begging in a quiet whisper. "Perfect."

The pressure against Thunderlane's back door increased, and he was forced to admit that there was no escape. All he could do was try his best to relax and hope that it wouldn't hurt too badly. Blueblood's head spread him apart very slowly, until he was sure he would be torn apart if the pressure didn't let up.

Thunderlane's anal ring finally stretched around Blueblood's shaft, and the prince thrust forward with a bit more force than was advisable. Thunderlane yelped, but his voice was cut off when a thick silicone shaft pushed its way into his mouth. "I warned you," Blueblood said as he shifted his hooves for better leverage.

The first few inches of Blueblood's shaft sunk in with a little effort. The dildo in Thunderlane's mouth mimicked the movement, and the pegasus struggled to breathe. "Deep breath," Blueblood warned moments before shoving the toy in all the way. It was big enough to cause a visible bulge in the pegasus's throat.

"Thaaaat's it," Blueblood moaned. He sunk another inch of cock into the stallion's rump and shivered. "It's been too long since I've done this."

After pausing to lube the rest of his shaft again, Blueblood slowly pushed forward. Inch after agonizingly slow inch, he filled Thunderlane's insides with his throbbing dick. "Holy Celly!" he gasped as his hips finally bumped into his victim's butt. "You're extremely tight, Thunderlane. Are you sure you want to be a Wonderbolt? I'm told that Soarin' breaks in the new recruits personally."

The dildo was mercifully removed, and Thunderlane gasped for air. He coughed weakly and looked back at the unwanted intrusion. "What's the matter?" Blueblood asked. "Aren't you having fun?" Thunderlane grunted as the prince pulled back slightly, then thrust forward again. The intrusion was painful, but at least it was well-lubed.

Blueblood pulled out of Thunderlane almost all the way and reached for the lubricant again. He applied a second coating to his shaft before sliding back in a bit more forcefully than before. Thunderlane screamed, both because it hurt and because he wasn't expecting to be penetrated so suddenly. Blueblood rolled his eyes, forced the stallion's mouth open, and shoved the toy back in. "If you can't behave," he grunted as he pumped in and out of Thunderlane once again, "then you'll be punished."

After a little trial and error, Blueblood managed to establish a rhythm that worked for him. "I believe we're ready," he said. His hoof reached around Thunderlane's barrel and grabbed the pegasus's much larger endowment. "You really are a big one," the prince growled. "I'm sure I'll put this to good use."

At first, Thunderlane wasn't sure what Blueblood meant. His ass hurt, his throat ached, and he was just glad for any sensation at all that would provide a distraction. If the prince wanted to give him a reach around, so be it. It just meant that he had something else to focus on.

Then, suddenly, Thunderlane realized that something felt very wrong. Well, more wrong than it already was. Blueblood's hoof felt like it was growing, and the stallionhood buried deep inside of him was beginning to throb in a very unpleasant way.

Blueblood was perfectly aware of what was happening, and savored every moment of it. "I love this part," he moaned as Thunderlane struggled to spit out the dildo so that he could comfortably turn his head.

Eventually, Blueblood relented and pulled the dildo out. Thunderlane was able to get a better look at what was going on beneath him, and shrieked in horror only to be cut off once again. Blueblood's hoof wasn't growing at all. His stallionhood was shrinking!

No matter how he struggled, Blueblood held him still. The prince was in pony heaven as his magic did its work, siphoning off inches from Thunderlane's impressive cock and adding them to his own. They soon reached the point at which they were about equal in size, and Blueblood pulled most of the way out to look at himself.

Satisfied that he was growing at a good rate, he went right back to work. He thrust into Thunderlane harder than ever, causing the pegasus to sob against his oversized gag and struggle all the more. "T-Too much for you?" Blueblood grunted. "Very well then. _MMPFF!_A-Allow me to......oooooh...to help with that." His horn began to glow, and a strange feeling surged through Thunderlane's guts.

Suddenly being penetrated didn't hurt nearly as much. "You're a little more receptive now," Blueblood said. "Not that it will make a difference once I've taken all that I want from you." He renewed his rutting with new vigor, his balls slapping against Thunderlane's much larger sack. "I suppose that makes this gay," the prince thought, and giggled to himself. "I wonder if..."

Thunderlane felt the tingle spread to his balls, and made one last effort to cry out. All that he could do was hum faintly, and Blueblood graciously removed the toy for a moment to let him breath.

"Can you feel that?" Blueblood asked seductively. His balls inflated, and the extra weight they gained felt marvelous. He was beginning to feel quite pent up, his balls tight with the need to release. "I've finally got the endowments I deserve. Congratulations, Thunderlane. Your prince is pleased."

Blueblood let the spell continue until Thunderlane's formerly imposing shaft was only a few inches long. His own dick continued to grow, easily reaching fourteen inches. He felt magnificent, and a huge load was building in his grapefruit-sized sperm factories. "I'm about to cum," he grunted into Thunderlane's ear. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? You'd love for me to fill you with my seed."

Thunderlane sobbed quietly as the prince fondled his miniscule package. "Give it back," he begged. "Please! I'll do whatever you want!"

"Begging won't help you," Blueblood chuckled as he shoved the dildo back where it belonged. "I rather like being this big. Brace yourself, peasant. I'm about to cum."

"I think I've got another idea," Blueblood thought as he increased his pace even more. His balls now dwarfed Thunderlane's, and slapped loudly against his victim's haunches with each thrust. "Why should I stop now? This commoner has so much more to offer."

Blueblood grabbed the back of Thunderlane's mane with his teeth, using the grip for extra leverage to drive his enhanced dick as deep as possible. "Mine!" he growled, and activated his spell again as he came.

Thunderlane was still struggling as he was filled with his prince's cum. It was like a tidal wave, gushing through his insides and straining him even more. His entire body began to tingle, lit from inside by a subdued white glow.

The magic flowed down from Blueblood's horn, caressing the prince's gorgeous body before coalescing in his testicles and flowing into the pegasus via his royal seed. Thunderlane felt the prince growing even bigger, and sobbed as he realized that he was about to lose something else.

Blueblood's orgasm continued as Thunderlane's muscles quickly became less defined, and the pegasus began to shrink as though he were aging in reverse. The prince groaned happily as his own muscle mass increased. The power filling him was seductively sweet, much like the orgasm that preceded it. He gave a pleasant shudder as the last glob of cum squirted into Thunderlane's body, and the last hints of masculinity drained from the pegasus.

Thunderlane watched in despair as his body shrunk. His muscles, which he had spent years building, drained away to fuel the prince's transformation. He lost an inch in height at first, then another, and then quickly shrunk down by another foot. He wondered how small he was going to get. Would the prince just keep draining him dry, until there was nothing left?

The transformation suddenly stopped. "That was wonderful," Blueblood said with a happy sigh. He held Thunderlane in his powerful embrace, colossal dick still buried deep in the stallion's tight back passage. "Thank you, Thunderlane. Your prince is most pleased." He looked down at the pegasus between his legs and chuckled. "Oh, dear. You've gotten positively scrawny. I suppose you won't be trying out for the Wonderbolts after all, will you?"

Thunderlane began to shake violently, and his throat clenched around the toy. "My apologies," Blueblood sighed as he yanked out the dildo. "I completely forgot about that."

For a little while, Thunderlane could only gasp for air. "Change me back!" he wheezed when he could speak again. "Please! D-Don't leave me like this!"

"Like what?" Blueblood asked. He slowly pulled his softening shaft out of Thunderlane's rump and held the pegasus aloft in his magic. A small river of royal spunk drained out onto the floor. "Do you mean to tell me that you don't like being a tiny little weakling?"

Thunderlane looked down at his new body and almost burst into tears. All of his strength was gone, replaced with spindly legs and scrawny wings. He didn't even think he'd be able to glide, much less fly. "I wouldn't worry about it if I were you," Blueblood said. "I'll make much better use of your size than you ever could."

The prince trotted over to a mirror and slowly took in his new form. He had gained at least a foot in height, and had a statuesque build that was both sleek and unspeakably powerful. He flexed experimentally, sensing the power flowing through his limbs. He then noticed his stallionhood, which nearly dragged the floor.

"Look at me," Blueblood said as he sat down and spread his legs. "Aren't I marvelous? I look like a god!" he floated Thunderlane over and sat the pegasus on the floor in front of him, then pressed his package into the smaller stallion's face. "That used to be yours, didn't it? Do you really think I'd give any of this back?"

The pegasus actually began to cry as he beat his pitiful wings. "Wait!" Thunderlane shouted as the prince channeled magic down his horn. The spiral of bone had gained six inches, and it probably came with a substantial power increase. "You can't do this!"

"Ah, but I already have," Blueblood said. "Goodbye, Thunderlane." He floated the little pegasus closer and gingerly kissed him on the cheek. "I'll call you sometime if I'm looking for a good lay."

Thunderlane began to shout, but it was already too late. He was suddenly standing outside the castle's main gate, and his desperate pleas were only heard by the guards on duty. They shooed him away, and he began to stumble back home. When he finally made it, he turned out the lights and crawled into bed, crying at his own helplessness.

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Several hours later, Allie Way stumbled into the apartment she shared with her boyfriend and flipped on the light. The door was unlocked, which meant that Thunderlane was home. "What a day," she sighed. "Hey, Thunderlane! You home, babe?" There was no answer. "I think I saw a movie like this once," she thought, and dropped her bowling bag onto the ground. She reached inside and pulled out a decorative bowling pin. She had won the trophy earlier that day, but right now she was more concerned with its weight than the victory it symbolized.

"Is anypony here?" she called. Somepony had to be home. Her coltfriend was very security conscious, and he would never forget to lock the apartment up before leaving. Either he was home, or somepony had picked the lock.

The bedroom door was open a crack, and Allie gently pushed on it with her magic. There was a small lump on the bed, hidden under the blankets and shivering faintly. "Th-Thunderlane?" she asked. "Is that you?"

A tiny mewl was the only answer she got. Allie put her trophy down and sat down on the side of the bed. "What's wrong?" she asked. "Did you hurt yourself? Are you sick again?"

"I don't want you to see me like this," Thunderlane sobbed. "Something happened. I-I'm not...n-not...myself anymore."

"What are you talking about?" Allie asked. "Honey, you're starting to worry me. What's got you so upset?"

She gasped as Thunderlane pulled the blanket down to reveal his thin frame. "H-how am I going to t-try out for the Wonderbolts now!?" Thunderlane wailed. Allie lay down beside him, too stunned to know what to say. She put one of her legs around him, holding him close while he cried.

It wasn't the tears that surprised her. Believe it or not, Thunderlane was a very sensitive stallion. She had seen him cry before, and even caused it by accident once or twice. He hated feeling like he was emotionally vulnerable, but she thought it was cute and surprisingly endearing.

No, what really surprised her was the sheer level of panic he was in. "I-I don't understand," she said, reaching out with her own magic to analyze the enchantment on his body. "This looks like a vitality transfer."

Thunderlane blinked at her, wondering where she was going with this. "It m-might h-have been," he said.

"So what's the big deal?" she asked. "It'll wear off by tomorrow. You won't even miss a day of training." Thunderlane's mouth fell open. "You didn't know?" she asked. "Dear Celestia! Thunderlane, you thought this was permanent? You poor thing!"

"H-He s-said it was!" Thunderlane gasped. For some reason, the indescribable relief that he felt just made him want to cry harder. "He h-held me down and I...I just thought..."

Allie pulled him in tighter to her chest, noticing as she did that he weighed even less than his kid brother. "Shhh, sweetie. It's alright. I can see the cracks in the spell locks widening already. Whoever cast this was a total jackass when it comes to enchantments."

Thunderlane buried his head in her coat, sighing at the comforting softness. "It was Prince Blueblood," he said. "H-he raped me, and then he did whatever that magic was, and then h-he just teleported me right out of the castle."

"He can't do that," Allie Way growled. "Prince or no prince, he isn't going to get away with this."

Thunderlane nodded, still clinging to her. He was too tired to be angry, even at Blueblood. Today had been awful, and he just wanted it to be over. Eventually his marefriend calmed down enough to stop ranting about the injustice of it all, but they both decided to pay a visit to Princess Celestia in the morning.

Eventually they managed to fall asleep. Thunderlane cuddled against his marefriend, small enough now that she could easily hold him against her. He decided that being this size wouldn't be so bad if he could be big again whenever he wanted. It was nice to be held like this.

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This was my first time writing clop, so please be gentle.