Little needs to be said about when Pinkie first came across Rarity all floofed up in her new giant body. How could the part pony possibly even attempt to resist the urge to just jump into those swishing swooshing floofy tails? Pfft, she didn’t, duh. She jumped right in to give those bad girls a hug! As if the pink mare had any impulse control?
 
She wriggled and wraggled and giggled with glee! Being utterly smothered in such wondrous floof was like nothing she ever felt before but it couldn’t last. It was only a few minutes before the tails couldn’t cover her and wrap her around in the bestest most softest things she’d ever felt. “Hey Rarity, what’s the big idea?” The white vixen could only giggle from behind her fan with a paw pointing at the pink ‘mare’ herself.
 
It didn’t take long for her to realized why those tails couldn’t cover her.
 

 
Apparently I forgot to pay a story tax, sooooorrrrrrreeeeeeee