MacroTrixie

Trixie smiled down triumphantly at the three miniaturized ponies before her. Quite a good catch, she thought to herself. It wasn't every day she happened upon such... tantalizing morsels. Two stallions and a mare. A couple, she thinks, and a lonely little unicorn who simply wouldn't stop doting on her after her performance. But why wouldn't he, she asked herself. She IS the Great and Powerful Trixie after all, the most talented and beautiful unicorn in all of Equestria.

"Now..."

Trixie's voice, although soft in the confines of her carriage, boomed in the ears of her shrunken captives.

"... You three LUCKY little ponies have been granted the honor and privilege of being Trixie's entertainment for the evening."

The expressions of the three ponies showed growing fear as they watched the titanic azure mare explain their arrangement. Trixie took a moment to pace above them, taking slow, careful steps.
"The only question now is... What to do with you."
She giggled a bit before grasping the clasp on her cloak, loosening it, and throwing it to the side. She discarded her hat in much the same manner, relieving herself of her stage outfit. She let out a long, relaxed sigh as she lowered herself on her forehooves, bringing her face as close to her victims as she could. Even touching the floor with her chin, they stood below eye level with the showpony. Sensually she whispered,

"I simply cannot decide."

The three little ponies  visibly shook underneath her gaze. The young couple found comfort in a timid embrace, as the pegasus mare folded her wings around her mortified earth pony inamorato. The lone unicorn was denied such tender reassurance, and continued to stare dumbfoundedly into Trixie's eyes as she ascended above them once more.
Contemplatively, Trixie brought one of her forehooves to her chin before a smile crept onto her lips.

"While I... mull it over..."

She brought herself to lay in front of the trio, beckoning them closer with the tap of her hoof on the carriage floor. To Trixie's frustration, the ponies were locked in fearful hesitation. With greater adamancy, she continued to tap before they finally complied.

"Good. You're already learning obedience."

As they trotted over to the waiting mare, the three miniature ponies watched as the horizon was consumed by her encompassing figure. Her long, slender haunches were daintily crossed to the ponies' left, accentuating her curves even further. To their right, Trixie's watchful, yet sensual eyes hung impossibly high, nested in her smug face. Trixie smirked as she felt their little eyes practically undressing her, eliciting a chuckle that made the shrunken ponies flinch.

"See something you like..?"

As Trixie suspected, there was no reply. They simply stood, mesmerized by the mare. Undeterred by this, Trixie began to slowly lift one of her forehooves over the little ponies. Before they could do as much as gasp, the hoof descended upon them, gently pressing them into the wooden floor of the carriage. Trixie easily fit the three little ponies underneath her hoof, allowing her to slowly toy with them all at once. She propped her free hoof under her chin to support her head as she lazily rolled the ponies' tiny bodies underhoof, careful not to break any of their fragile bones. She momentarily eased up on the ponies, tilting her hoof skyward to show them the extent of her sole. She began to sarcastically mimic,

"Oh Great and Powerful Trixie, please do not crush us! We will do anything!"

She laughed at her own humor before continuing, narrowing her eyes as she spoke.

"Well then... Trixie thinks you should get busy."

She lowers her hoof again, pressing down more forcefully than before.

"Lick."

Trixie felt the ponies quiver underhoof for fear of being smothered. She continued to press until she could feel the telltale warmth and heat of a little lapping tongue. One, at first, then two, followed by a reluctant third. Reassuringly, Trixie lifted her hoof, keeping the ponies pinned, yet less fearful of death. She let out a pleasured sigh, and then a playful, amused giggle.

"My, my! Such... enthusiasm."

The little ponies continued their humbling treatment for what seemed to them an eternity, until finally, Trixie lifted her hoof.

"Hmm... Trixie is sufficiently plea..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the shrunken pegasus mare seized the opportunity for escape. She took to the air, and bolted for one of the carriages half opened windows. However, before she could make any significant headway, she was jerked to an incredibly painful stop. Trixie gripped the mares tail in a magical vise, causing her to dangle dizzyingly high above the floor. She squeaked in surprise as she could feel herself being pulled along by her tail to meet Trixie's muzzle. Trixie narrowed her eyes, staring the mare down.

"I did not give you permission to leave, bug."

Trixie pulled the mare away from her muzzle for a moment.

"And for that... I'm going to punish you."

The pegasus began to flail wildly, trying to escape Trixie's magical grasp to no avail. She felt herself being lifted higher, until she came to a stop above Trixie's horn. Trixie then tilted her head back, and gave the mare a malicious smirk before opening her maw and throwing her in. Trixie snapped her mouth shut, trapping her in the warm, wet prison. The little mare fit comfortably on Trixie's tongue like a lozenge, and capitalizing on such a trait, Trixie began to suck on her. She writhed and squirmed between the roof of Trixie's mouth and her tongue, gasping in vain for breath. After a passing thought, Trixie began to slowly smile as the struggling mare gave her a sinister idea. She used the tip of her tongue to isolate one of the pegasus' wings, placing it between two of her teeth. All at once, Trixie closed her eyes and bit down onto the brittle wing, crushing it as if it was glass. The little mare screamed out in pain, but was choked by the copious saliva surrounding her. Her struggling became less fierce as the wounded and suffocating pegasus could feel herself being  shoved to the back of Trixie's throat by an enthusiastic tongue. Consciousness began to flee from her as the pain and asphyxiation overcame her will to live. At that moment, Trixie tilted her head back and swallowed.
Trixie waited a moment before regaining her composure, letting out a long, satisfied sigh. Her bliss however, was momentary, as it was interrupted by a strange tickling sensation in her hoof. She looked down to see the shrunken earth pony stallion beating with all his conceivable might on her hoof. She lowered her head to more easily communicate with the miniaturized pony on his level.

"What, are you upset about your little marefriend? I must tell you, you have good taste. She was... delicious."

He continued to assault her hoof, growing more and more enraged by her unsympathetic disposition.

"That wont bring her back, you know."

Despite the futility of the situation, the stallion continued to lash out .

"Either you can stop, or I can guarantee you will be seeing your marefriend VERY soon."

Trixie's threat seemed to fall on deaf ears as the stallion sealed his fate by turning around to buck with his hind hooves. This did little more than annoy Trixie, and illicit from her a disappointing sigh.

"Very well then, insect!"

Trixie stood upright, and used her hoof to flick the stallion onto his back. She then raised it far above him, pausing for a moment to haughtily salute the sky with her muzzle before bringing it down with brutal force to crush him. She gave her hoof a few petite twists, feeling a satisfying crackle each time she did so. When lifting her hoof to inspect the damage, Trixie was surprised to find the flattened remains of the pony stuck firmly to her sole.

"How disgusting..."

A few quick swipes from her magic made short work of the tiny, smeared body, removing all evidence of the earth pony entirely.

"Such disobedient little ponies, weren't they?"

She addressed the now lone unicorn between wipes, giving him an amorous smile as she finished.

"You wouldn't disobey Trixie, would you?"

The startled unicorn shook his head in the negative.

"I didn't think you would... You were so eager to serve Trixie, even before... all this."

Trixie giggled playfully as she picked the little stallion up  with her magic, placing him on her small, yet comfortable bed. She was quick to join him, climbing into the bed and curing up around him as if he were some adorable stuffed creature.

"Trixie could tell you were enamored by her the moment she saw you. And such a lonely little colt, I thought.... I simply needed to have you."

Even from her elevated vantage she could see the unicorn blushing. This caused her to chuckle and sprawl out in a more relaxed fashion. Much like before, she encompassed most of the shrunken stallions view. However, unlike before, the uneven surface offered by the bed caused him to ungracefully tumble into Trixie's underbelly. The first thing that drew his attention was her aroma, as he caught the scent of bluebonnet highlighted by unmistakable female arousal. The later scent both surprised and excited the unicorn as he began to notice the rhythmic beating of Trixie's heart, which, at his size felt more akin to small tremors than heartbeats. He could feel her lungs rise and fall in long, full breaths, which helped to calm his spastic nerves. Before he could become too relaxed, the world around him shook as the sound of a playful giggle filled his ears.

"Enjoying this, aren't we, little one?"

He couldn't deny it. Although the mare terrified him, and the acts of murder she committed mere minutes ago could so easily be recreated with him... He couldn't help but find the situation pleasingly erotic.

"You know..."

Trixie opened her haunches a bit in a teasing gesture.

"Trixie thinks we could get a bit more... personal."

Upon hearing these words, the unicorn looked up to Trixie and nodded in an expression of agreement and anticipation.

"And so do you, it seems. Hold still, my little... pet, Trixie will gladly take it from here."

The stallion could feel himself being gently tugged along Trixie's soft coat to meet a velvety stretch of fur directly above her marehood. Trixie nearly shuddered in anticipation before slowly and sensually dragging the little pony along the length of her entrance, eliciting instead a pleasured moan.  She continued this a few more times, teasing herself with the little pony until he was sufficiently soaked in her fluids. She let the stallion rest on her trembling lips for a moment as she caught her breath, momentarily releasing him from her magical hold. As she panted for breath above him, the unicorn found himself at the greatest liberty to pleasure Trixie yet. Without the magical constraint, he was able to use his forehooves to massage the lips of her dripping marehood, occasionally venturing within it to tease her even further. This caused her breathing to become more irregular and burdened as the little motions enticed her sex. The unicorns small, careful movements drove her into a fit of  uncontrollable ecstasy, causing her to reach out with her magic to grip the small pony and pull him deeply inside herself.

The act shocked and horrified the little unicorn, as he found himself encompassed about tightly by Trixie's moist inner walls, unable to resist the magical aura controlling his movements, or effectively breathe within the dark prison. Trixie was too far gone to care, pulling the stallion  along every sensitive crevice she possessed until reaching a point that caused her to arch her back in electrifying pleasure. She yelped aloud, and continued to stimulate the same spot deep within her, using the little pony to rub out every bit of euphoria she could. The unicorn could tell Trixie was getting close, as her motions became quicker and her appetite more ravenous. He wished for safe delivery from the confines of the mare before she finally met her climax, but as it were, his prospects were bleak and dwindling. As if on cue, Trixie reached her final strokes, squirming about a bit before finally achieving sweet release.

The sheer power of her orgasm was enough to sufficiently snuff out her unfortunate passenger and produce a generous puddle of fluids on her bedsheets. She lingered for what felt like hours in the afterglow, panting and moaning before finally lowering herself onto her bed, unarching her back.

"Oh s... sweet Celestia tha.... that was...."

Her sultry expression turned to one of unfortunate realization as she forebodingly removed the tiny pony from within her. Upon realizing his lifelessness, she let out a disappointed sigh.
She needed to be more careful, she thought. Its quite a shame. He was perhaps one of the most fun of any of her... afternoon visitors. Settling on the most appropriate way to dispose of his body, she silently and quickly burned his remains in an arcane fire courtesy of her magic. As the macabre act came to an end, she continued on to clean her sheets, and prepare her clothing for the next day. She extinguished the lights in her carriage and tucked herself into bed. Before sleep overtook her, she had a fleeting thought that expressed itself in silent words

"Maybe tomorrow I'll be more gentle..."
"Maybe..."