Sunscribe recently found a new little plaything, that being Storm Drain, a changeling seeking residence in Celestia’s castle. However, Sunscribe has some odd kinks… though it seems the bug shares them as well~ Already, she experimented with flushing the bug down the toilet, and now that they’re both in the bath… it seems Sunscribe’s wondering what’ll happen if she pulls the plug and lets the bug get whisked into the draining water~

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This story contains: FxF, willing prey, drain vore, size difference, macro/micro, teasing, femdom, pet play
Word count: 2204

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	Sunscribe laid back in her hot bath, breathing out a relaxing sigh as steam rose from the water, her whole bathroom foggy with the white haze. Her bathroom door was closed, the lights were dim; the room was lit with the low and warm light of a few lamps, one set on the ground and one by the sink, setting the mood just perfectly. 

	Sunscribe so highly valued her time in the bath. It was such a perfect place to relax and unwind after a hard day of work… and at the same time, when she underwent her transition from her daytime form to her nighttime appearance, it was a good place to be to control her libido a bit. And of course, with her magic, the bath became a wonderful place to write from.

	Now, though, she’d already made her transition, from day to night. Moonlight filtered in from an open window, a light breeze gently wisping her hair as it floated in the air, stars twinkling in the night-like sky her flowing mane seemed to contain. She’d not brought any writing supplies with her - no, she wasn’t going to need them, not right away. She had something more fun this time. Rather than bringing a quill and paper… she’d brought a bath toy. 

	Storm Drain floated nervously in the water, treading with her little legs. Ever since she’d gotten flushed the first time, the changeling had been stuck in that form, her powers now under her master’s control; clearly, the scribe pony took great pleasure in keeping her little plaything cute and tiny. “S-Sunscribe?” The bug asked, struggling to keep herself up. The bath was high enough that she could easily drown. “C-Could I sit on your shoulder, or something like that?”

	The pony chuckled. “Don’t worry, darling - you aren’t going to need to keep yourself above the water for long~”

	“Y-you don’t mean…” The insect took a concerned look behind her, to where the bathtub’s drain was. It was held in place by a cork on the end of a chain; the moment it was pulled, the water would quickly rush down it, into the sewer systems of Canterlot… and Storm Drain knew it would take her with it. Considering how much the scribe seemed to love to flush her little bug, she had good reason to be concerned.

	“Stop being so worried about that~ I promised I wasn’t going to flush you tonight, didn’t I?” She reached her hooves up and grasped the bug between them, holding her up and smirking at her. “Have a little faith in me~”

	“Mmm… r-right.” Storm still wasn’t exactly confident… but, well, she didn’t have much choice but to let Sunscribe do what she wanted. And even then, the bug was finding it hard to deny that the thought of being sucked into that little drain was occupying her thoughts to an abnormal degree. “Then, what did you mean?”

	The scribe’s eyes narrowed. “Well, I’m sure you know this already… but I just can’t help but feel so horny right now~ And I don’t think my hooves alone are going to be enough to relieve me. Would you be willing to help a poor pony like myself to get a little relief from all my pent-up lust~?”

	Storm Drain’s cheeks turned a rosy red; her wings fluttered in trepidatious horniness. She looked down at her owner’s slit, below the water. Sunscribe had spread her legs apart; she was clearly showing off. “I-I’d be happy to! Do, um, do you want to turn me back into my full size, and maybe… well, you know?” The bug averted her gaze sheepishly from the suggestion.

	The pony giggled in response. “No way - I’m not going to have normal sex with a little bug like you~ I’d certainly never do anything like that with a little pest who belongs in my toilet~” 

	The changeling shivered from lust; being called a bug was practically the most degrading thing for her species, but somehow, Sunscribe made it lavishly hot. “Then, um… w-what…”

	“Well, the reason I’m keeping you around is so you can be my little toy~ So of course…” The pony began to lower the bug. “I’m going to use you like one~”

	“Use me like a toy? Wait, wait, wait!!” Storm Drain called, squirming in the surprisingly tight grasp of the purple hooves as she was suddenly dunked underwater, forced beneath the surface, where she was completely incapable of breathing. She looked up to her master with concern and fear as she held her breath; the scribe just stuck her tongue out teasingly at the little toy.

	Suddenly, the bug felt something a bit fleshy on her stomach; she looked down to see… Sunscribe was pressing her against the pony’s slit. Immediately, Storm Drain blushed so much harder - she’d never had a chance to touch it this closely, not yet, and now, she was feeling it all over! It was so velvety and soft, wet to the touch in a squishy way, not just because it was underwater. It was beautiful and alluring; she wanted to get to know it much better.

	And luckily for her, Sunscribe was going to grant that wish… but not in the way Storm Drain would’ve liked. 

	The scribe changed her grip, putting one hoof behind Storm’s head, pressing her down… and shoving her into the pony-pussy, face-first, half her body forced inside. 

	Immediately, the bug was treated to the tight squeeze of her master’s flesh all around her, the grip so strong, but the walls so soft. From the inside, she could hear the pony’s heartbeat, could feel her flesh throbbing with her lust. It was warm, and slimy, but honestly, it was comfortable, like being wrapped in blankets. She didn’t mind it too much; she could’ve spent much longer in there…

	…and she would. But not in the way she wanted to.

	Sunscribe’s magic engulfed the changeling; it pulled her out, and then the pony’s hoof shoved her right back in. And so began the cycle. The kinky scribe used her little bug-toy like a dildo, fucking herself with Storm Drain as hard and as fast as she could, biting her lip and watching in horny passion as her pet was treated so harshly and crudely. She moaned out in lust; it was far better than any dildo or normal sex toy. She just adored the cute blush, the nervous and fearful face, the way Storm’s little wings buzzed to show her excitement, the clear confusion and dizziness the bug demonstrated as she was played with, even the light sound of her flesh being entered and exited over and over made the pony’s hooves shiver in delight. 

In no time, she orgasmed, her whole body trembling with pleasure. She held the bug close to her pussy as the flesh quivered and throbbed in ecstasy, clear marecum spraying all over her toy, being quickly diluted by the mass of water it was forced out into. She hid her moan with her magic, using a spell she’d learned just for that very thing, but Storm Drain could still hear it, and it made the bug feel oddly accomplished. Making her mistress orgasm felt like her duty. Though, the world was now spinning, and her whole body felt slimy and weird; she really wanted to be done.

And, of course, she was. Sunscribe magically levitated the little bug out of the water, placing her on an outstretched hoof. “That was wonderful, darling~ Well done~”

“Thank you!!” Storm Drain responded, happy to take credit, even though she’d done little but just be used. “But, um, it did get me kind of sticky… do you think I could wash off in the sink really quick?” The sink had become her new place to go for cleaning, which she often needed after being sent swirling down the toilet. She just had to be careful not to slip down the drain as she cleaned herself off. 

“Why bother with that when we’re already in a bath~? In fact, I know a great way to wash you off~” The pony waved the hoof the bug was using as a pedestal, flicking Storm Drain into the water. “I could clean you myself, give you a nice little scrub with my hooves, get you all nice and soapy and cute… but I think this will be a lot more fun~”

The bug shivered as she heard a muffled pop sound; she turned behind her, only to see that her worst fear was being realized. Sunscribe’s visible dark magic surrounded the bath drain’s plug, and it’d been pulled… and already, water was starting to drain. The pest’s eyes widened in fear as she watched a small whirlpool being formed, a watery tornado, centered right on the deep, dark, tight drain, growing wider and wider as the water drained faster and faster. She could feel it tugging on her; she fought against the current, but she was being pulled away faster than she could swim. “S-Sunscribe!!” She called desperately, her voice full of terror. “P-please plug it back up, o-or grab me, or something!! I-I’m gonna be drained away!!” 

“Oh, silly me - I just thought a little swirl would be good bathing for you~ I didn’t even consider that it might suck you down~” The pony snickered. “How unfortunate~” 

“Sunscribe, Sunscribe please!!” It was pulling the bug closer; she paddled as hard as she could, but the pace and force of the raging current was speeding up. She couldn’t fight it. “Y-you said you wouldn’t flush me!”

	“I’m not flushing you - does this look like a toilet~? You’re just being slurped up by my bath’s drain, as far as I can see~ Come back up, and then I’ll remind you what it means to be flushed~”

	“Sunscribe!!!” The changeling yipped out one last time as she felt her tail being caught in the whirlpool. Suddenly, she was being flung around in a grand circle, her body tumbling over itself as she spun and swirled, her head getting dizzy and her vision a fast blurry mess, water getting in her ears and mouth as she lowered down, the black abyss of the drain coming closer and closer. “Sunscri-!” 

	GLUG!

	The little bug’s body tilted forward; as she got an inch away from the hole, the current suddenly sucked her in, pulling her in so fast the pony could hardly see the full process. One moment, she was there, the next, she was gone. The rest of the water drained as normal, though the whirlpool was briefly interrupted, with some bubbles rising. Still, it picked up its speed once again and all went down like normal, until it was drained and empty, leaving the pony sitting with a hoof in her slit and a devilish smile on her face. “Once again, my precious little bug gets washed out~ Like the little spider in the gutters~” She laughed to herself as she stood, quill already held in her magical grasp. “Come crawling back up, little pest, and come soon - I think it’s about time we upgraded to some more… dangerous territories~ The public toilets would just love to have a cutie like you floating around in them~”

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