Acid walks into the once empty storage wing of the castle. It had been turned into a storage unit for the equipment needed to keep the new RAF plane pony's weapons up to date and get them onto the giant pony's wings. Currently only two ponies are part of the RAF. Silver Streak, and her older but shorter sister Swift Star. The two of which were siting on the ground at a height of 30 feet tall while there guns are bolted to the special straps under there wings.

Acid walks over to one of the open lifts and hits the up button. The platform shakes as railings sprout up around him before the entire thing moves up.

"Hello you two!" Acid yells, trying to get their attention as the platform get's to 30 ft. "How ya doing?" Acid asks as the two turn back to look at him between the two.

"Good, Getting suited up," Silver responds with a smile seeing the smol pony.

"Want to come along with us?" Swift asks.

"Of course!" Acid smiles, blushing as but as Swift stands up. She crouches down to let him get on her rump. He steps onto her rump, his foot squishing into her soft butt. He slips and starts to fall. Silver thinks quick and quickly slams her butt against her sisters, causing her and her sister to blush as there butt jiggel with Acid safely between them.

"You ok back there?" Silver asks, looking down between there rumps. Acid, squished between there soft rumps, can only mumble and moan in happy pleasure as his brain tries to reboot.

Couldn't resist making a bit of a suggestive drawing of my two new BIG girls. ^{^}