Shifting the inflatable tank off of the flattened pegasus, with more than a few remarks of surprise at how heavy said tank was (no wonder he wound up flattened underneath this), the grey earth pony eventually was able to set up a more comfortable area for returning him to a more three-dimensional shape. A small air mattress was easily filled up for the flattened pegasus to be laid upon, and the earth pony rested herself upon him in turn, tugging his muzzle to a more convenient shape for blowing.

Setting the bellows aside for now, her body swelled with the first deep breath, lips pressed to those of the pegasus beneath her, cheeks puffed out as warm breath flowed into him, finding its way throughout his form. Slowly, if steadily, he began to retake shape underneath her, her own body weighing his down and concentrating air in different areas. She felt his haunches and hind legs ballooning between hers, forelegs taking some shape, but still having much too much give - this was going to take a bit...

My entry for Winterlight's contest, a little self-indulgent sequence. Shenanigans ahoy~