Pushing her Buttons [Mass Micro][Burlesque]

This fic contains :

- Micro fetish
- Mass Shrinking
- Ketchup (unnamed characters)
- Full-dom
- Butt-crush/Butt-play
- Fart
- Unbirth (vore)
- Licking/Rubbing
- Liquid fetish (marehood liquid)
- Clearly Incest
- Indecent (what the fuck did you expect ?)

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Button rarely had any friends. It shouldn't me misunderstood however : He rarely had friends, but he does have some from time to time.
Why would they leave him ? "Leave" would possibly not be the right word... let us just continue....
This is a rather weird story, and while Button can't really swing either way as to whenever it was awesome, terrifying or just plain crazy, it hopefully explains where an entire hoof-full of friends went...
Why would you quantify friends as the amount you could put in your... hoof ? Not because he has no grasp on counting or social interactions... far from here. It's just what his mom made them to be : A hoof-full of friends.
But enough with this, let us just explain what happened that day when Button lost a hoof-full of friends.

>"Guys, maybe we could come over to MY house ! I have tons of game consoles and... and my mom could make some of her delicious strawberry jelly !"
Button was at school, at least what most people around here considered as a school. Some ponies came here from time to time to give lessons, and otherwise it was more of a barely-maintained ruin than an actual school. This was a derelict town and Button's Mom wanted to move out at all costs, maybe towards Manehattan... maybe Ponyville's outskirts ? Ponyville seemed like a nice place to study, not like this place...
>"Right then nerdy, I can't wait for you to leave, maybe some jelly will make me wait longer !"
A friend is a friend, even if he's an annoying jerk... and either way her mother said she was alright with him throwing out a "goodbye party". She knew that her friends were not much of friends, but at least the intention counts.
At last he got some colt friends to join him. About 20 or so, not bad for the nerd of the class, at last he would show them how awesome the friend they will be losing was ! Hopefully they'd be over to his house quickly.

As they arrived, Button's Mom looked at them with a haughty and dismissing stare, already indicating her foal that she was less than pleased to see all of these buffoons coming over. After chewing or her chewing-gum a tad more, she quickly gulped it up and carried Button apart, confronting him.
>"So, those are your... "friends", am I right ?"
>"Well, they are a bit rude but... we're leaving mom ! At least I can show them just how aw-"
She quickly quieted him as he tried to have her listen to his little punchline for the tenth time over.
>"You know what, I'll show them just how "awesome" you are. You promise me you'll get them entairtained while I... um... start packing up ?"
>"Alright mom ! Just don't pack the consoles, I wanna show them, I wanna sh-"
She quieted him again before nodding and patting him a little. That was one awesome mom, always ready to help him. However it quite sounded like the last thing she planned was to have all of these "little idiots" coming over, especially after she saw of some of them behaved after being invited for some "games and jelly"
As Button came back to the living room to organize his own reception, he quickly noticed that the colts started setting a huge mess all around. Most of what could be tipped over or trashed around clearly was, certainly his mom would not be happy
>"Come on guys, we've got to clean up this mess ! My mom is going to be furious !"
>"What about you do that then, I can't remember how it was before..."
Button quickly obliged and started setting everything back in order as the other colts continued to bounce and mess around.
>"Let's try your consoles then !"
Button nodded idly, knowing that his clean-up chore would take him a long time. At least they couldn't mess anything up while using his games.
Sadly though, even games couldn't distract them enough to cut off their pranking. As Button had finally finished, he came back to his room only to see them all of them bunching up on the game console. They didn't even seem to play it correctly, just mashing buttons and laughing hysterically when they inevitably failed.
>"Guys, can I get the conso-"
The colt holding the console quickly pushed him off, blocking him as he sat on his belly and continued mashing on it.
>"You're making a good seat !"
>"Get off of me you bully !"
The small purple colt laughed as he moved his rump closer on his chest, quickly threatening to sit on his face as she swiped his tail into Button's face, he was however quickly shoved away as Button shamefully tried to shrug it off.
He quickly held a few tears, grown up foals don't just cry for such petty shoving. But clearly games were not the solution... the jelly ! Who would refuse some delicious jelly like his mother used to make when he was sad or angry !
He quickly rushed downstairs as his friends were still laughing, almost trying to replicate the little scene in the most immature displays... even for foals

>"Mom, can y-"
His mom turned around almost instantly, quickly arranging all sorts of vials and what looked like some delicious strawberries.
>"The strawberry jelly ? Of course Button ! I'm making it right now, just wait for a few minutes and it should be ready !"
Button smiled, the delicious scent of melting strawberry and other sugar-y vapors quickly reminding him of the delicious toasts he used to eat at breakfast. If this didn't calm down his friends, he didn't know what would, who would still accept to push him around after tasting all this delicious jelly.
Hopefully he would just wait it out in the living room while his "friends" discussed the best ways to shove him around again. Face-sitting seemed funny, maybe they could up it, it's so easy to shove him around. Either way breaking and messing around with stuff was only funny when he witnessed it, so they quickly met him back in the living room.
Before Button could even initiate discussion, the earlier bully quickly flashed his rump in his face, before slapping him in the face again. All the colts quickly started laughing again as he confronted him, a smile crossing his face as Button tried to shrug it off as clumsily as he could.
>"M-My mom is making some jelly. Maybe we could eat some of it ?"
>"Sure, let's eat some jelly before I make jelly out of you !"
The bully shoved him yet once again, quickly standing triumphantly as Button's Mom called the party to get some lunch. She was rather unimpressed as she saw her kid shoved down to the ground, and quickly gave him a hug as he tried to hold off a few hot tears.
>"Don't worry, I made you a special few toasts, just for you !"
Button quickly hugged his mother as she handed him over a little lunching bag with some toasts. At least he would not have to fight for the plate she had just served in the living room, she could already hear everyone shoving the plate around, trying to fight for the ownership of the last few toasts.
He quickly ate everything he could out of his bag before hiding it around the kitchen. His friends likely already finished their own serving, and were still more than ready to give him a trashing as he quietly slipped back into the group. His mom likely went off to shop or something, but now he'd have to defend himself like a big stallion...

>"Hey, look who's here !"
Before he could even react, the bully pushed him on the couch and jumped up, finally sitting on his face as Button started to try and shove him off again. A few more colts helped the bully, finally blocking Button tight as a few colts were sitting and leaning on him, stopping him from even talking.
The colts themselves started to feel strange, maybe was it all this delicious jelly ? Either way it felt almost as if their blood was pumping out and back in, a rather strange feeling. They almost felt warmer, must to the disagreement of Button as he felt the colts putting all of their weight on him.
>"Hey, move off, I'm stuck !"
>"I don't talk with little bugs, and right now I need to have a break !"
The whole room laughed as almost everyone started to become woozy. Almost immediately, all of them passed out, quietly sleeping as the whole party went from an infernal mess to a quiet and peaceful sleep-over party

As they all finally snapped back to reality, a few things seemed to have changed. The room looked much bigger, or were they smaller ? For them at least it seemed like everything grew five times, and even the couch looked like some sort of vessel... except maybe for one thing.
As the bully woke up, he felt a little tickle in his rump. He could have swore at first that it was Button's breath, but it seemed like nothing was under him... at least when he raised up...
As he raised back to his hooves he felt a little tickle in his anus still, and a familiar groan as that tickle seemed to try and move his way out. A small brown thing fell out as he released his muscles a bit, and he quickly recognized it.
>"Ah, look at what we have here. The little adventurer !"
All the foals quickly tried to wedge their way to see tiny Button wriggling helplessly as his tail was held by the now-giant bully. He quickly blew on it a few times to stimulate it before sitting on it and farting, most colts around him holding a laughter as he simply relaxed on the spot.
>"Guess your video games didn't prepare you to this, nerd !"
As most of the "room" started laughing, he lifted back up and grabbed Button, before bringing him back to his maw.
>"You won't be going anywhere, time to fight the boss !"
Button screamed at the top of his lungs as he was released, plummeting into the bully's mouth. He started to panic as he was thrown around like some sort of candy, fearing that the bully could gulp him up before he even got a chance to escape. Hopefully though, he was spat out and promptly lodged back under his rump before he could be swallowed.
>"Should I do it ?"
The bully smiled as he started to poll his group, trying to make the most of Button before he would eventually have to eat him... or something. But before he could even do anything, he felt Button growing under him.
While Button clearly grew back to his size, all the colts before him slowly shrunk, standing beyond his legs and sides while the bully himself stood boldly on his snout, shaking as the cold air started to wash him off.
Button quickly pushed him off, blocking him on his chest as his hoof now covered him completely. He could have just swatted him right there, but it would have been funnier to keep him around.
>"I'll teach you to do that to me, you horrible bully !"
Button shoved the purple bully in his mouth, sucking on his delicious fur as he tried to organize all the tiny colts around him, looking at them with madness as their collective laughter was much shorted out now. They all complied, trying to avoid sharing the bully's fate as it seemed he would be not much more than a tasty candy once Button was ready to deal with them all.
Hopefully though he showed mercy and spat him out in the couch
>"All of you group up with him, I want to try something !"
The colts quickly obeyed again, converging towards the spit-covered figure as Button turned around and flashed him butt to them
>"Now then, who's the tiny one ?"
While his weak and "nerdy" tone was still all the same, his massive brown rump quickly put the other colts in terror as they were forced under it. They quickly tried to wriggle their way out, only causing Button to blush as he suddenly felt powerful and warm. He decided to top it off by farting on them, giggling at his own completion as they were likely left to smell his disgusting backside and trying to save their tiny lives away.

He quickly rubbed his butts a few times, trying to make it as disgusting to the little things before him as he could, but he was surprised in the middle of his little "fun" by his mother as she came back from her shopping.
At first he panicked, pressing some more on his rump as he tried to hide his work, but his mother quickly set a few bags away before coming behind him, embarrassingly sniffing behind him as she neared his rump.
>"Mom, I... I'm sorry, they were shoving me around and they t-turned small so..."
>"I know Button, don't worry..."
Her smoothing voice quickly surprised Button as his shaking started to calm down somewhat, and he was surprised to see her calmly slipping behind him on the couch, spreading out around him as he could feel his heat.
>"What about you show me those pesky little bullies of yours ?"
Button discreetly moved his rump back up, showing it idly to his mom as a few colts could be seen stuck on it and spread out on each cheek, his tail conveniently hiding those who weren't quite so lucky. Maybe a few fell off, but one could easily see most of the party on here.
>"You know Button, you're a big stallion now. You showed them just how nasty you could get when they pushed you around, and I'm very proud of you"
Button was still a bit skeptic. Was his mom still trying to trick him ? Maybe not after all... So was she behind that awesome trick ?
>"But mom, how did they become small ? Was a superpower, or you're a hidden alic-"
At this point Button was almost used to such interruptions, even with the gruesome spectacle he was trying to set up.
>"You know kid, I have a lot of variations on my jelly recipe... I decided to give your friends the one that shrink nasties !"
Button smiled idly, trying not to think about why the jelly would shrink him before anyone else. Maybe getting shoved around made him nastier that his abusive friends ? Or is it just a side-effect ? Or one effect kicks in before the oth-
>"Now, what about we help your little invitees here ? Wouldn't want them to bugger off !"
Button's Mom quickly giggled as she swept off most of the colts, all of them intact as she collected them in her hoof. She quickly signaled Button to approach as she slanted her labia, hanging the hoof-full of ponies over the pit
>"Ew, it looks slimy and smelly !"
>"Then maybe you'd want to make sure that your friends get as far down as they can ! I'm sure it'll be fun"

She quickly itched as the small grains rained down into her marehood, Button looking down studiously as he tried to imagine what it looked like from their perspective. His mom quickly moved one of her front hooves on his head, slowly inching his snout down into the pit as the many small tickles started to warm her up.
Without even asking for much more explanation, Button quickly started to lick around, relieved to hear his mother moan as he slipped his smaller, doomed comrades around the walls of the small pit trying to blend in the taste of their fur and the weird taste of the ooze all over the shaft. He quickly proceeded lower still, his snout quickly ambushing the entire group as they seemed to reach some sort of barrier.
An unpleasant splash of marehood liquid forced him to recoil as most of the colts erupted back out on the nearby fur and skin, possibly one or two of them going back down the drain as the liquid lowered back down. Button quickly licked them back on her mother's belly before she gently pushed him away.
>"Can you put them on your belly ?"
Button complied quickly, grabbing the small colts in spades and placing them on top of his belly, her mother quickly turning back as he finished. He was surprised however to see her now standing above him, her rump flashing down on him...
>"Mom, are you going to do the sam-"
Before he could even finish his plaintive sentence, his mom quickly smothered him under her rump, fitting him under her crack as he struggled to avoid whatever disgusting places he could already see back there. He could feel some liquid oozing on his belly again, likely going for his friends. Before he could input any of this though, he was poked on by his mom's anus. It was a bit hard to stand, but with all the "horrors" that he had witnessed that day and the mighty party that his old friends were getting, he wasn't ready to stop at all.
He could quickly feel a few tickles and hear some loud moans as a few liquids started to alternate, most likely both her mother's strange organ and her much tamer tongue, tongue which either tried to lick up some of the liquid she sprayed everywhere or progressed further down his belly to tickle some otherwise dry regions.
Button was highly indisposed as his mother continued to ram her rump against him, shoving the tip of his snout slightly into her anus and otherwise leaking some gas oftentimes, but what really annoyed him what this warm and weird feeling he felt near his crotch. He couldn't even see what was happening...

His mother raised again, but before he could even get a serious look at what happened, he was quickly shoved into his mother's labia. He licked away happily as he was reminded of the sour yet interesting taste he felt in here, and was surprised to see some of his colt comrades still wriggling around helplessly in here, trying to smack, tongue and gulp some of them up as he went and leaving the others in here. It felt warm and fuzzy, and he felt kinda sad as his mother raised one last time, standing exhausted above him.
>"There, I dealt with all of your friends. I'll hand you over some of them so you can keep them to toy around. What about you go shower yourself"
Button quickly toke back his consistence and dragged himself to the shower, happy but horribly tired from the experience. He could understand why his mom didn't want to show him that before he became a true stallion, as his heart was still beating and his member still hurting.
His mom quickly set up a small cage, leaving most of the little colts she could save to her foal's desires. The last one Button found was his bully, and it happened that he only escaped this whole "game" by being stuck into Button's anus. A quick inspection at bed showed him that.
He quickly expanded all of the little colts before making his discovery and decided to give the worst of the bunch an ironic relief. He's still around today, in a cage next to him. Not quite lost, but maybe one could consider that's what is left of his "hoof-full of friends". At least he could help him to train his new "stallion traits", notably this little painful crotch thing he got a few times over as his mom came back to him to recompense him the next few days. Hopefully he wouldn't be shrunk and caged himself, at least if he behaved nicely !

The end.