Title: Brain vs. Brawn

Rainbow Dash scoffed. “Pphffff. Puh-lease. You don’t really think you could beat me, do you? I’ve trained my body for years. Us pegasi have been dealing with unicorn magic for thousands of years. We’ve adapted to it. I can take whatever you could dish out. You couldn’t even scratch me with your egghead magic.”

“Oh, really?” Twilight said with an annoyed huff. Rainbow reads one pop history book—only because Spitfire talked about it in an interview she’d heard on the radio—and suddenly she’s a very smug expert on pega-unicorn history.

“Yeah. I’ll prove it.” Dash smirked arrogantly and crossed her forelegs. “Go ahead, Twilight. Gimmie your best shot!”

Normally, the voice of reason would have won and Twilight wouldn’t have given in to her baser unicorn instincts, but Dash had been wearing down that voice all day with her constant boasting and blatant historical revisionism by a pegasus author with an agenda. It had finally become too much.

Twilight braced herself and lowered her head, pointing her horn right at the smug pegasus. Dash’s smirk remained steady. This was going to be easy. Yeah, Twilight was a very powerful unicorn. Probably the most powerful one in Equestria, in fact, but that didn’t shake her self-confidence. Her young, athletic pegasus body could easily handle Twilight’s magic, just like pegasi had been able to for centuries. They were innately gifted at it. How else could they have kept the unicorns at bay for all those centuries?

Twilight’s horn lit and her telekinetic magic shot out and surrounded Rainbow Dash’s body.

Dash was indeed correct. For thousands of years the pegasi had been dealing with unicorns and their magic. The two tribes were at each other’s throats constantly that whole time. Brain vs. Brawn—natural adversaries. But over those many years, pegasus strategy had changed very little from their early experiences with their horned brethren.

“Hurgk!”

Their young, athletic bodies just squished flat the second a horn lit up. For all their strength and natural athletic prowess, they were still no match for the mana pools and magic of the unicorns. The real pegasus strategy was far, far simpler: never taunt a unicorn and if you do, never, ever, let one light their horn in front of you. That was why they had relied on the weather to fight them, safely hidden far from the horns in the clouds. The blizzards that had blanketed the unicorns’ mountainous country weren’t natural, after all.

Rainbow Dash hadn’t been taught that strategy, however. Very few pegasi were now that the tribes had united. The days of the tribes constantly fighting was at an end and it was rare for a pegasus and unicorn to really go at it. As a result, Rainbow’s body had to default to the old strategy. As one of Equestria’s foremost pegasi, she had a natural mastery of it.

Twilight’s eyes widened in shock. She’d been expecting Rainbow’s body to really put up a fight against her magic. She’d even maybe been looking forward to feeling her magic tightly squeeze Dash’s muscles as the mare squirmed desperately in her magical grasp, trying to fight the ever-increasing pressure until her firm and toned body finally gave in and she accepted her eggheaded friend had bested her with a whimpering, squishing groan of defeat.

But instead, Rainbow Dash had flattened out to a cardboard thickness the second Twilight started applying the pressure. There’d been almost no resistance from the mare. A lump of proved bread dough might have put up more of a fight to being flattened out than Rainbow Dash had. Twilight huffed in annoyance at her whole sadistic plan going out of the window but she quickly realized she should have expected it. Of course Rainbow would shatter all records and flatten under the pressure in the blink of an eye. She was the fasted pegasus in Equestria, as she so liked to boast.

It didn’t help Dash at all that Twilight had called upon her full mana pool when she cast her telekinetic spell. It was strong enough telekinesis to fold a two-inch-thick steel plate in half. With that kind of pressure pressing against her cyan form, it was no wonder the mare had squashed flat so quickly and so easily.

It had been so fast, Rainbow didn’t even have time to react. She was still smirking, the confident look in her now thin magenta eyes having smeared a little from the intense pressure her athletic body was now under. Her name-bearing mane was now pressed down against her head, a few yellow and orange strands of it now flattened over her eyes.

Twilight released her crushing magical hold on her now very lean pegasus friend. Rainbow wobbled in place, carefully balancing herself on her now squashed flat rump and hind legs as she tried to hold together some semblance of her wafer-thin pride.

“S-See?” she weakly grunted out. “Not even a scratch!”

Twilight rolled her eyes and walked over. Even in utter and complete defeat, that mare’s ego just refused to give in. Her horn re-lit and she used her magic to gently tug on one of Dash’s now paper-thin ears. The small effort was more than enough to topple the cocky, flat athlete and Dash’s body gently started bending and twisting toward the library’s floor.

“Ugh…” she groaned out as her head flopped over and her body fully collapsed and folded up onto the floor.

Perfect. Twilight walked over. Rainbow Dash had been quite considerate in her total defeat, all things considered. Her flat body had neatly folded itself up into a little cyan pile. Quite nice and wrinkle-free, as well.

She leaned her head down to look at the folded up pegasus, smiling smugly. “Well, Rainbow. I guess you were right. I really couldn’t scratch you. You’re pegasus body just proved to be too much for my puny unicorn magic,” she said sarcastically.

Rainbow really needed to be taught a lesson in humility. She glanced up at her lumpy bed. The library had abysmal sleeping arrangements. That’s what she got for being a government employee. She looked back down at Dash’s defeated body, a plan for—ah!

“Twilight, are you are and Rainbow Dash done bickering? Food’s done.” Spike said from the kitchen entryway, a pink apron over his stomach and spatula in a claw. “Huh?” he looked in the library and the distinct lack of a cyan pegasus. He looked around. “Where’s Rainbow? Wasn’t she just here?”

“Uh, yeah.” Twilight responded nervously, her horn glowing. She’d totally forgotten about Spike. “But she had to leave. It’ll just be us.”

Spike shrugged. “Alright, the hayburgers are done.” He walked back into the kitchen.

“Be there in a sec,” she called back. Rainbow’s flattened body floated out from behind her back. She carefully tucked the folded-up mare in between two heavy encyclopedias. Later that night, after she was sure Spike had fallen asleep, she’d retrieve Rainbow Dash, unfold the flat mare, and use her athletic body as a mattress cover. The unicorns of old had apparently done similar things to the pegasus rivals they managed to catch, as their firm, muscular bodies made great padding, or so the real history books had said. She’d actually get to try it out.

How exciting! She’d have to make sure to keep careful notes. This might be the first time in centuries a unicorn got to feel what it was like to use a pegasus as a bed and her notes could be invaluable to scholars throughout Equestria.

Besides all that, who knew how much it might improve her sleep? And Dash wouldn’t just be firm and conformable to lie on, she’d be warm, too. The library had a terrible draft at night. That problem might be solved as well. If Dash worked as well as she thought she would, she might have to make it a nightly thing.

She’d be able to keep goading Rainbow into attacking her. There was no way the mare’s ego would let this bruising go unchallenged. And there was equally no way Rainbow would be able to win in a magic fight with her, as she’d just demonstrated. But that wouldn’t stop her. She was so stubborn, Twilight was sure she’d be able to keep flattening Dash for at least a moon before the athlete finally accepted that brain would always beat brawn.

She looked at Rainbow Dash’s body, tightly folded and pressed between the books. “I’ll see you tonight, Rainbow.”

Twilight walked to the kitchen with a smile, just hearing the soft whimper from the flattened pegasus on the bookshelf behind her.

A/N: My first non-Daring related piece of fetish art. Naturally, I had to bring Rainbow into the athlete flattening fun. This one came out of nowhere for me. I had started my next piece of Avarice art—the melting scene with Silver (which I've abandoned for now)—but then I thought of this and couldn’t escape the idea, so I shifted over to draw it.

I shouldn’t have. The process was a total nightmare, owing to my complete inexperience drawing faces or bodies. Making it worse, the concept completely spiraled out of control as it went on, going from a single image that is now the second panel, to a classic “pre/during/post” three panel fetish comic. I ended up tossing in a fourth panel as well to show Dash’s flat body without the telekinesis. It took eight hours alone to get Dash’s face into a passable state. I just had no idea of the positioning that was needed or even how to draw the eyes. It was a slow, agonizing process refining and redoing virtually every line of Dash’s body to try and make it look better and better.

Panel four proved the most difficult challenge. Not only did I need to try and maintain “continuity” with the previous panels, but I needed to add the delightful wobbling effect that’s a hallmark of the fetish. A hallmark that is impossibly hard to draw well. That was another ten hours before I finally managed to make it passable—and even then, I’m still not happy with how Dash’s face turned out but I promised myself when I started doing this that I’d always post the finished drawing, even if I didn’t like it.

While the process was horrible, I’m still glad I did it. I couldn’t keep avoiding faces forever. I needed to start learning how to draw them and the emotional expressions that go on them. Hopefully the next time I do a face, I’ll be able to take what I’ve learned from this one and trim down that drawing time substantially.

On the technical side, it's the same as the other art I've done. Took about forty hours, I'd guess. And was drawn with a mouse and keyboard in Inkscape, with GIMP being used for some final cropping. Color references for Dash and Twilight's magic were taken from the MLP Vector Club.