Pencil test hiccuped, the force of the firm fingers that had enveloped her barrel causing her ribs to creak and her diaphragm to jiggle from the strong but somehow soft grasp that had swept her from the floor. Pencil’s eyes going wide as she had not expected the sudden intimacy of a peach palm on her plush plot, the hand holding her like a candy bar leaving her front legs to loop over the thick thumb as she was brought towards an immense face.
 
The mare mumbling “Too Tight,” as she struggled to breathe, her lungs struggling slightly at the overbearing affection as the tip of a finger began to stroke her cheery cheek as if she were a dog. The mare’s hooves coming up to block the finger, but the frogs were pushed aside like reeds in the wind, as the giant had their fun with their little pony.
 
This left Pencil to begrudgingly accept the unwanted attention, as she reluctantly came to terms with the awkward situation; This was going to be a long day……