For those who want the singular experience (sat on and done. Non-looping), here: http://i.imgur.com/dPjizDh.gif
 

 
You give a blink or two, sitting at the edge of the now king-bed sized bowl in front of you. The magician held the fork within her evening gloved grip and brought the last heave of Spaghetti into her mouth. Of course, Trixie still hadn’t even given thought to placing you back to your normal size. She was much content in keeping her new boyfriend, even though that meant she had to have him the size of a pencil and kept within her cart. – “Mmm. Delicious._{” Said the now gigantic mare. Dropping the fork with a loud CLANG, only to rub her stomach. A few seconds of silence fell over the couple, causing Trixie’s ears to twitch, “.. You know. The Great and Powerful Trixie got a gig tonight. Heh. Obviously, anyway.}” She said in her typical smug and uppity way. You gave a frown and placed your hand onto chin, rubbing at it and rolling your eyes. “Y-Yeah. Sure thing, Trixi~~” Before you could finish your exaggerated sentence. The sound of banging could be heard on the cart’s outer walls, alongside giggling. This caused the magician to stand up and grumble, “Ugh. Stupid kids!” She proclaimed, opening the door wide and storming out of it. Her horn glowing brightly as the door closed behind her with a loud BANG! Now.. it was just you within that room.
 

 
Nobody else. Silence… It was somewhat bliss to be not around the mare. Whilst she was out performing. You didn’t have to the constant fear of oncoming torture or dominance. Slowly, your vision begun to tilt. Sliding, as if? You take a moment to look down to notice that the bowl was rolling over. Of course, the bowl was no empty and the only weight hold it, was you. It slid onto its side, causing you to roll off of the table entirely. “GAUGH!” you cried,
 
only to land on something soft and warm with an “OOF!” It takes you a moment or two to look around and understand what had happened. You had fallen off of the table and landed onto Trixie’s chair, so it seems. You take a moment to sit down. Sighing to yourself and feeling.. unhappy. This was no way to live, to be sure.
 

 
Suddenly, a loud BANG could be heard. The door opening wide and Trixie returning. You peek up at attention and look at the giantess (.. well, giantess from your point of view, anyway.) -~~ She’s oncoming! Moving towards you and slowly turning around… That big, rear. The jiggly mounds of equine flesh practically moving on their own. How that pink leotard of her’s practically got swallowed by them. The reason you dated Trixie in the first place too, really. Eager to get laid, yes! But now? Eager to escape from her damned home, that’s for sure! They were quickly incoming. Growing bigger and bigger as they approached. A dark shadow overcasting your own form. “AUGH! TRIXI-” BOOM! The rather thick mare’s ass had come down onto the chair. Squashing you between them and forcing you to endure the hefty weight of the thick mounds alone, “Gaugh?! Where the hell did he get to!? The nerve on that micro, Trixie swears! …” Proceeded from above, muffled by all the thick jiggly flesh atop you. Trixie rolled her and gave an exclaimed exhale, reaching into her leotard’s breasts cups and pulling out her phone.
 

 
A wicked grin slowly formed across her face, as if realizing that she really did NOT care about him one bit. “Whatever, he always turns up, anyway.~ …”