#s HIIIT

[overwijs]

We hebben het over kleur en over licht. Ik haak hierbij aan over wat ze al weten over kleur en haal kennis op over verf mengen.

Ik: “Als je verf mengt wordt het steeds...”

Klas: “donkerder!”

Ik: “Juist. En als je de juiste kleuren in de juiste verhouding bij elkaar doet wordt het zwart. Bij licht gebeurt het omgekeerde en wordt het steeds...”

Klas: “lichter!”

Ik: “En wat worden de kleuren licht dan bij elkaar. Het lichtste wat je kent.”

Leerling S. (14 jaar): “Grijs!”

Ik: “Nog lichter!

Leerling G. (14 jaar): “Lichtgrijs!”

Klas: “Wi-hiiit!!”

[covenforegone]

Chrysalis yelped and whined, the fabric unyielding to Twilight's magic even as she gave Chrysalis a wedgie from Tartarus in her attempts.

The Queen continued to swell, stuck on her back as she sloshed and grew, fabric creaking and groaning as she soon reached Tessidae's bulk.

"Sthap! Tuuh hiiite!" She shrieked-then one side of her waistband snapped. "Nnoooh!"

Her body seemed to...shrink. Height dropping, weight dropping-one snapped band nearly quartered the Queen, leaving her asset's fuller and tighter.

"S-Sthap!"

Another snap, then another and another-

And Chrysalis was bare, nearly four feet tall and filled like a balloon-arms sinking into tires of fat and milk, legs being swallowed by thigh and ass as she was basically forced to spread her limbs as wide as possible-and her head began to sink as the Queen screamed in sudden, painful, pleasurable fullness. She was tiny, and were any of her people in their right minds they'd be furious; as it was the subconcious anger seemed to bolster their production, a chainreaction filling Chrysalis like she was a water ballon attatched to a city's water main.

And she was fighting every second of it, tears streaming down her face as she was sucked into her own fat and stripped of her image.

And she kept growing, fatter and fatter, fuller and fuller as twin fountains of milk streamed from creaking breasts and her ass spread like a sack of molasses across the mares she was laid atop.

A small and happy smile formed on Fluttershy's face as she finally reached the location of the Breezie Migration location near Ponyville, wanting to watch the migration like she does every year. Which, even with her boobs in the way - which are almost the size of her own body, the size being just barely below her head - she's managed to successfully see this migration every year.

And see it she did, the tiny creatures filled the sky, gliding on both their own power and the custom made gusts from the town's Pegasi; as small as they were, and with such massive wings, the Breezie's were(perhaps ironically) at the mercy of the breeze.

Well...most of them anyway.

"Wha' do we have here?" Above Fluttershy, on shrill buzzing wings, one Breezie looked down at the wide tracts of yellow. "An' I thought i'd be the biggest thing around."

The Breezie stopped her wings and dove, gliding quietly to a tree behind the busty yellow mare as a sneaky grin formed on her tiny muzzle; her short, spikey antennae twitched as she rubbed her hands together.

"Wonder wha' fun we can have with her..."

With that, the tiny mare stood with arms out and humped, diving down toward's Fluttershy with a 10/10 form and a cheeky, manic glint in her eyes as her collar loosly bounced around her neck.