- >Pinkie Pie.
- >Two words that fill you with equal parts dread and glee each time you hear them.
- >She’s a great person – well, p0ny.
- >She’s bubbly, funny and oh so likeable.
- >But that’s not the problem you have with her.
- >The element of laughter has decided to make you her prime target in life.
- >Her mission: Make you love her by any means possible.
- >Admittedly, she’s not as evil as Flutterbutt.
- >After that time when Fluttershy tried pegging, you don’t think much will top it.
- >But Ponkie is a whole different kind of creature.
- >All of her attempts have been skewed by her inextinguishable love for laughter.
- >It was she who subjected you to 6 hours of tickling.
- >It was she who put you in that gigantic jar of grape jelly.
- >And now it’s the day of her next attempt.
- >At least she gives you a week between her crazy fetish attempts.
- >So now you wait behind your overturned coffee table in your house.
- >It faces your front door, prepared to take the brunt of whatever deviant acts the pink devil has planned today.
- >You check your inventory.
- >You’re decked out in your battle armour.
- >Your trusty saucepan helmet.
- >Your ever faithful anti-penko spatula.
- >And if she thinks she’s going to penetrate your dustbin lid chestpiece, she can think again!
- >You have your supplies too.
- >Plenty of fresh towels, just in case she DOES manage to make you sweat and get a whyboner.
- >Sandwiches for if you’re under siege for a while.
- >Can’t fight a war on an empty stomach.
- >Lotion and tissues just in case you have to do the unthinkable.
- >You’d rather kill your boner yourself than let these p0nes rape you!
- >It’s only honourable.
- >You think of Tara Strong’s Badonkadonk.
- >Your penis perks up like a periscope at the thought of some nice human T&A in the vicinity.
- >Perfect. It still works.
- >You may need to recall that at a moment’s notice.
- >From your fortified position you feel invincible!
- >No insane fetish attempts for you today!
- >You sit, poised and waiting for battle.
- >You could cut the tension with a knife.
- >You wait for a few minutes.
- >Pankie is usually here prompt at 8:00.
- >It’s 7:59.
- >You grip your spatula tighter.
- >On cue you hear a squelching squeaking sound coming from your front garden.
- >This is it!
- >Remember the basics of CQC!
- >The squeaking noise is rhythmic and repeating.
- >She’s got some kind of latex or PVC on!
- >This can’t bode well...
- >Usually she’s not into the dominatrix stuff.
- >She must have been pushed to extremes today!
- >You were not prepared for this!
- >All of a sudden the noises stop.
- >You peek over your table at the door, weapon still clutched in your shaking hand.
- >The silence is deafening.
- >You stare at the door, your gaze and resolve unwavering.
- >She’s trying to psych you out!
- >You take the opportunity to glance at your watch.
- >8:01
- >She’s already enacted the first part of her plan!
- >8:02
- >Dammit, this is too long!
- >She must have done something different today!
- >You take your eyes off the door and turn around.
- >Only to be met by a smiling pink face!
- >”Hiya, Anon! What’cha lookin’ at?”
- >SHIT!
- >Your perimeter has been compromised!
- >Use the towels!
- >No, wait! That’s stupid!
- >Deploy the lotion!
- Sir, she’s too close!
- >Dammit! Launch the counterattack!
- >You flail at her with your spatula.
- >She dodges, ducks, dips, dives and dodges all your perfectly honed swipes!
- >You’ve spent literally minutes perfecting your form with your spatula, but she obviously is a master of evasion.
- >She eludes you so effortlessly, contorting her body and head into odd shapes to avoid your deadly motions.
- >It’s no good!
- >EVASIVE MANEUVERS!
- >You leap over your barricade and head over to the coat and umbrella stands by your front door.
- >Grabbing your long umbrella, you brandish it at her.
- >It’s not as good as your spatula, but it’ll have to do!
- “Back! Back, foul demon! How did you even get in here?”
- >She giggles at your antics and calmly trots around your coffee table.
- >”Oh, that was easy! I just came in the back door!”
- “B-but it’s locked! How did you...? Has Fluttershy been teaching you how to pick my locks?”
- >Again, she titters at your perfectly valid confusion and indignation.
- >”No, silly! I just came in through the keyhole!”
- >What?!
- >That doesn’t even make sense!
- >You made sure to make that keyhole ponko proof!
- >You even paid that locksmith to do it!
- >You’ll be looking for a refund after this...
- >You take stock of your situation.
- >Contrary to what you had assumed, Plunkie isn’t wearing any kind of fetish clothing.
- >Instead she just looks very shiny.
- >She stands between you and the table.
- >She’s so very expertly driven you away from your supplies!
- >Your sandwiches can’t help you from all the way over there!
- >You’ll starve without them!
- >Clever girl.
- >Damn! There’s got to be a way out of this!
- >Think, dammit, think!
- >All that comes to mind is Tara Strong’s Badonkadonk.
- >Curses! She even managed to play mind games with you!
- >You were doomed from the start.
- >And now your boner is up, searching for any potential asses to launch his torpedo into.
- >You drop your umbrella in defeat.
- “Ok, Penka Poe. You win. You get to rape me. Well done.”
- >This time she actually falls to the floor with a splat and starts laughing at you.
- >A gracious victor - she is not.
- >She rolls on the floor, consumed by mirth at your humiliation and boner.
- >After a while she recomposes herself and stands up.
- >She wipes away a final tear from her blue eyes.
- >”Oh, Anon! You’re just so funny! That’s why I love you! I’m not here to rape you. If I wanted to rape you, I’d do this!”
- >Faster than you can react, the pink menace is upon you.
- >She dashes behind you and bucks your knees.
- >You fall to the ground, kneeling.
- >She rushes around to your front and pulls down your trousers with a hoof.
- >She quickly engulfs your member in her mouth.
- >You let out a moan involuntarily.
- >You were powerless to stop her, it happened so quickly.
- >Her warm, wet maw pleasures you in ways you’ve never experienced.
- >Her tongue swirls around your shaft with alien dexterity.
- >Then all of a sudden, it’s over.
- >You whimper slightly.
- >It’s been so long since you had stimulation from anything but the lady palm and her five lovely daughters.
- >But you correct yourself by subtly turning it into a cough.
- >You’re still no horsefucker, even if you are desperate.
- >Did she buy it?
- >You think she bought it.
- >She stands in front of your face, grinning, with saliva running out the corner of her smile.
- >”See? I’m not going to rape you!”
- >But she is going to force a fetish on you.
- >Well, might as well get this over with.
- “Ok, Penkie. But I know that you’re here to do something. So, what do you want me to do?”
- >”I want you to have fun!”
- >Oh god.
- >Not fun.
- >You had fun once.
- >It was awful.
- >But Pankie Poo seems determined to make you think otherwise and makes her first move.
- >She raises a hoof and moves towards your boner.
- >She places the flat of her hoof on your tip.
- >It feels odd; soft for some reason.
- >And smooth?
- >She applies some weight to her hoof and weirdly enough, your rod sinks into her flesh.
- >She moans as she does this.
- >What the hell is going on?
- >Your boner simply reports back to your brain with incredible sensations.
- >She’s warm. And slippery.
- >Not wet, interestingly.
- >She’s just incredibly smooth.
- >She takes you all the way in, and lands on your crotch with a *pomf*.
- >Her eyes are closed, and she’s visibly shuddering.
- >You can feel the minute vibrations on your dick each time she does.
- >What the hell is going on?
- “P-pin-pin... pie... Are you ok? Where are your bones?!” You stammer, trying to resist the sensations flooding your mind.
- >”D-did you like it? Are you having fun?” She stutters past the pleasure invading her senses.
- >”You taste so good, Anon...”
- >She can taste you? What the hell is she?
- >”You look confused, Anon.”
- >No shit, Sherlock.
- >She removes her gooey appendage from your cock.
- >It comes away from your flesh with a *shlorp*.
- >Pinkie raises her hoof and takes a look at the new orifice in it.
- >It twitches and convulses, seemingly at her will.
- >Then it seals up almost instantly.
- >”Cool!”
- >That’s all she’s got to say about having the consistency of jelly?
- “Panky, what the hell is going on?!”
- >”Oh, that’s easy! I had Twilight cast a spell on me!”
- >You should have known that purple witch had something to do with this.
- >You turn and shake your fist in her general direction.
- >”She was doing some research into your culture and found out about this really cool stuff that humans enjoy!”
- >No, she couldn’t be talking about...
- >”So she turned me into Gak! Cool, huh?”
- >Oh.
- >Ooooooh.
- >Phew.
- >That could have gone down a very different route.
- >You almost thought Twilight had found your porn collection.
- >And then the gravity of Panka Pey’s words hit you.
- >She’s turned into Gak.
- >The incredible, squishable, squashable, squeezable, stretchable, bouncable, floppable, poppable stuff!
- >It sets off something within you.
- >Visions of horrors that you tried to expunge from your memory now come racing back to you.
- >Memories of adverts flood your mind.
- >Gak is back.
- >GAK IS BACK!
- >You remember being stuck in front of your computer, trying to just watch some cartoons on The Hub.
- >You were locked down, waiting for the next part of the show.
- >And then, they launched them.
- >You were bombarded from all sides!
- >Gak, EVERYWHERE!
- >They were relentless in their shelling!
- >Advert after advert hit you.
- >Your comrades in the chat room fell, one after another.
- >As they watched the relentless propaganda it did something to them.
- >”GAK GAK GAK” They chanted.
- >They had been irrevocably changed.
- >You watched the adverts too.
- >You couldn’t help but watch.
- >Images of Gak sphincters invade your brain.
- >And then a machine made specifically for the purpose of ruining your Gak!
- >Why would anyone MAKE that?!
- >Your PTSD kicks in and you curl up into a ball on the floor.
- “Gak is back... Gak is back...!”
- >”Uh... Anon? Are you ok? You kind of have a bit of a thousand yard stare going on...” Pinkie asks.
- >Her sweet voice is enough to bring you back from the brink of madness.
- “I’m... I’m fine, Pinka Pea.”
- >You bring your attention back to the moment.
- >With her creativity and love for games, this will only end in a sticky pink and white mess.
- >You uncurl from your little ball of madness and sit up again.
- >Your boner has been scared away from your traumatic flashback.
- >Pinkie’s looking right at your crotch, disappointed.
- >You cover yourself up.
- “So what do you want me to do?”
- >”I told you before, Anon! I want you to have fun!”
- >She bounces over the coffee table, kicking it with a back leg as she lands.
- >It spins in the air and lands on all 4 legs in the middle of the room.
- >Impressive.
- >But it is Pink Pay you’re talking about.
- >She dashes off to your kitchen and brings back a rolling pin.
- >You don’t like where this is going.
- >She lies on the table, all four limbs splayed out from her torso.
- >She gives you a seductive look.
- >”So come over here and have fun, big boy.”
- >She looks at you with those come hither eyes.
- >You’re filled with equal parts lust and disgust.
- >Pinkie is a great p0ny who is fun to be around and has a great personality.
- >On the other hand, she’s a horse.
- >And you just can’t into horses.
- >Well, you keep telling yourself that at least.
- >Your boner is starting to perk up at the idea of a female trying to seduce you.
- >Specifically trying to seduce you by being made of soft, pliant, squeezable flesh...
- >No, DOWN BONER!
- >All you have to do is play with her, then she’ll let you go.
- >Ok. Let’s do this.
- >You walk over to the table.
- >”Not so fast!”
- “Ugh... What now?”
- >”We need music!”
- >Trust her to want something to boogie to while she does the horizontal mamba.
- “Alright, alright...”
- >You shuffle over to your computer in the corner of the room.
- >You load up JooToob and find a song appropriate for little miss pink ADHD.
- http://youtu.be/gM3kl6qGXLE
- >Yeah, that should rustle her jimmies something good.
- >She can’t get jiggy with this on in the background.
- >”Oh, Anon!”
- >Ha! She’s moved out of her seductive pose now, and she’s looking at you, shocked.
- >”I didn’t know you liked this song too! This is one of my favourites!”
- >Ah crap.
- >You should have known the element of laughter would like a song about tickling.
- >”But I prefer this one!”
- >Keeping her hind quarters on the table facing up, she twists 180 and stretches her front half over to your computer.
- >You stare, shocked at her incredible flexibility.
- >She moves to your keyboard and smashes her head into it.
- >It leaves an imprint of the keys on her face.
- >Then she puts a hoof in her mouth and blows.
- >Her face reinflates.
- >She uses a hoof to press the return key on your keyboard.
- http://www.infinitelooper.com/?v=5bfzWj5a_Y4&p=n
- >Oh.
- >Well yeah, that’s actually a really nice song.
- >Wait, how does she even know about that?!
- >Ugh, it’s just Pank Poh and her freaky 4th wall breaking powers.
- >She retracts and perches on the table.
- >She still has a twist in her body.
- >She sets her head in her hooves and gives you another pair of bedroom eyes.
- >Boner pops his head out of your pants again.
- >Stop it! She’s a p0ny!
- >She’s an incredibly flexible, elastic, soft...
- >Dammit! Stop thinking about that!
- >You just want her out of your house so you can fap this shameful boner away after she’s gone.
- >Just get this over and done with.
- >You stomp over to her and grab the rolling pin.
- >You stand at her hind legs, and she twists again to get back to where she started.
- >The twist is tight enough to make her look like an hourglass.
- >It really emphasizes her hips, making her look like an impossibly shaped supermodel.
- >It’s the quintessential ideal for human women, taken to a far extreme.
- >She catches you staring.
- >”Like what you see, Anon?”
- >She’s still giving you those bedroom eyes.
- >Damn!
- “N-no! Of course not.”
- >Then, without any movement the twist melds into her jelly-like flesh.
- >There’s no trace of it having ever existed.
- >All that you see now is her smooth shiny belly, waiting for your touch.
- >Right. Down to business.
- >With the rolling pin in your hands you approach her right hind leg.
- >You want this to be over with soon, so you roughly force the rolling pin down at her knee.
- >She moans, and bites her hoof.
- >”N-not so rough!”
- >... Fine.
- >You release some of the pressure you’re applying.
- >Pinkie blows into her hoof again and her leg reinflates somewhat.
- >You start again.
- >This time you start rolling from her hoof.
- >With a gentle touch you start applying pressure.
- >Her hoof deforms easily, spreading as you roll.
- >It’s... bouncy.
- >It’s malleable, but it gives you some resistance.
- >It’s kind of therapeutic to roll her out.
- >The feeling of her flesh conforming to your efforts... It’s so enjoyable.
- >And Pinkie is enjoying it too.
- >She hums softly at each roll of the pin.
- >She’s put her hooves behind her head as a makeshift pillow.
- >She just looks like she’s in absolute bliss.
- >And all from you flattening her hoof.
- >The hoof in question is now about an inch thick.
- >You decide to leave it at that and work up her ankle.
- >You roll the pin up the contour that is the height difference between her flattened hoof and her leg.
- >Her leg squishes out the sides of your pin.
- >Pinkie speaks up.
- >”A-are you enjoying it, Anon? Are you having fun?”
- >You don’t want to admit it, but you’re having more than fun.
- >The idea of having a girl who you can play with like this...
- >Who you can mould to your whim...
- >It’s downright turning you on.
- “Y-yes. A-are you?”
- >Smooth. You’re sure she won’t be able to detect your arousal.
- >”Y-yes... It feels so good when you roll me, Anon... It’s all tingly, and tickly... And at the same time it’s really nice. It’s like getting a massage...”
- >You keep your eyes on your work.
- >But you can smell something nice.
- >It’s bubblegum.
- >And the source:
- >Her furiously winking pussy.
- >You’ll deal with that when you come to it.
- >For now, you’re approaching her knee.
- >You decide now that she’s into it, you can speed up slightly.
- >You apply slightly more pressure to the pin, rolling it up and down slowly still.
- >It flattens her slightly faster than before.
- >You move up her leg to her knee.
- >You take extra care to make sure she stays the same thickness as her hoof.
- >You’re rewarded with more hums and sighs interspersed with the occasional moan.
- >You move further up her leg to her rump.
- >It’s so curvaceous.
- >And now it’s so soft.
- >Ripe for the taking.
- >But you aren’t going to do that now.
- >You firmly grasp your tool and flatten her in a few strokes.
- >She throws her head back and moans loudly at your sudden movements.
- >And now you’re up to her crotch.
- >After the mini climax of being flattened so quickly, her pussy is winking constantly at you.
- >You can see clear liquid gushing out of her with each clench.
- >It’s waiting for you, but you have a job to do.
- >You pull back and start at the other hoof.
- >You flatten it similarly to the other one, starting gently with little pressure.
- >Slowly and steadily you reduce its thickness until it looks like its neighbour.
- >Pinkie is twitching with each roll.
- >She’s trying to buck her hips; to hump something to give her relief.
- >But it’s in vain.
- >With one of her hips flattened she has a lot less purchase.
- >And in any case, there’s nothing to hump.
- >You stop your rolling and place a hand on her mons.
- >You push down and stop her humping.
- >She looks down at you pleadingly.
- >”P-please, Anon... It feels so good...”
- >You’re not a man to do things by half measures.
- >You want to do this properly.
- >Besides, you’re having way too much fun with this.
- >You simply shake your head at her.
- >She whines and whimpers.
- >You take the pin in your hands again.
- >You move up to her knee, then onwards to her thigh.
- >You flatten them all.
- >It only serves to increase Pinkie’s arousal.
- >But without her legs she can’t hump properly.
- >She’s completely at your mercy.
- >”Anon, please... It’s not fair...”
- >You consider giving her what she wants.
- >She’s gagging for your cock.
- >But that’s not the point, is it?
- >The point is to have fun.
- >And you’re having fun.
- >You look between her flattened legs.
- >Her poofy pink tail wags back and forth, her instincts driving her to waft her scent towards you.
- >It’s not made out of hair now. It’s smooth and shiny like the rest of her.
- >You place your pin at the base of her tail, next to her vulva.
- >She coos to you.
- >You can feel the heat coming off from her.
- >You drag the pin towards you, flattening her tail in one stroke.
- >Apparently, since it’s now made out of gak, she can feel it.
- >She moans deeply from the sensation.
- >But where to go from here?
- >If you continue your march upwards, you’ll just end up giving her what she wants.
- >And then you have an idea.
- >A wonderful, awful, terrible idea.
- >You move your pin to the side of her pelvis.
- >She whines in anticipation of you finally giving her release.
- >You flatten one side of her, her balloon cutie mark becoming nothing more but a blue and yellow smudge.
- >Then you remove the pin.
- >You move to the other side of her.
- >You flatten the other side.
- >She shakes her mane back and forth.
- >She’s being driven to the brink of orgasm by your relentless teasing.
- >The wonderful sensations you’re giving her are so intense, yet not quite there.
- >It’s maddening.
- >And then you move on.
- >She looks up at you, shocked that you’re ignoring her need.
- >You gently roll her belly.
- >You’re not even squishing her this time, you’re just kneeding her, giving her pleasure, but not heightening it.
- >She whines and moans, looking at you with begging eyes, desperate for climax.
- >And then, suddenly, you move the pin downwards so that it’s on top of where her uterus should be.
- >She lifts her head up off the table in confusion a split second before you make your move.
- >You flatten her pussy in one swift movement.
- >She throws her head back wildly, a throaty groan escaping her mouth.
- >The liquid contained within her gushes out at you, flooding the table.
- >Her flattened cunt winks at you madly.
- >Even though it’s only an inch deep now, it looks the same on the surface as it did when it was full sized.
- >More liquid spurts out in bursts as it convulses in orgasm.
- >So forcefully in fact that a drop hits you on the cheek.
- >Without even realising it your tongue snakes out of your mouth to lick it up.
- >It’s sweet. So very sweet.
- >It’s also tart.
- >It’s the finest confection you’ve ever tasted.
- >And it tastes like bubblegum mixed with marshmallow.
- >As the drop tickles your tastebuds in your mouth, the pheromones contained within it evaporate with your body heat.
- >As you breathe it reaches your nose.
- >You don’t realise it, but you suddenly feel a little more attracted to your squishable p0ny.
- >She lies there, panting heavily, exhausted and enjoying the afterglow of what you just gave to her.
- >She can only move her top half. The rest of her movement you took away.
- >You put the pin down and lean over the table.
- >Her eyes lazily flutter open and lock onto yours.
- >You stare into those beautiful baby blue irises...
- >They’re framed so wonderfully by her pink skin...
- >You lean in closer to her.
- >Your chests touch.
- >Her face comes closer to yours.
- >You hook your arms underneath hers.
- >She looks slightly disappointedly, but then realises what you’re doing.
- >She hugs you tightly.
- >You lift her off the table.
- >Her flattened lower half comes away slowly. It’s stuck to the table.
- >It peels off with a sound not unlike a post it note being removed from its block.
- >You remove her completely from the table and she hangs by her forelegs around your neck.
- >Her head is lying over your shoulder. She’s incredibly warm.
- >Her flat limbs lie limply at your knees.
- >You give her a good squeeze in your hug.
- >She’s so soft...
- >Your arms just sink into her.
- >It turns out that while you were rolling Punkie, her mass was conserved.
- >As you squeeze her, the mass that was moved to her top half reinflates her bottom half.
- >Not fully though.
- >Pankie seems as surprised as you.
- >”O-oh! That means you get to roll me again! Yay!”
- >Well, it was fun...
- >You really can’t complain much.
- >There are worse ways to spend your morning.
- >And your boner kind of agrees with you.
- >This is pretty hot.
- >You place Pinko down on the table again.
- >This time you lay her face down.
- >This gives you the opportunity to see her in a different way.
- >From here her forelegs are out in front of her, while her hind legs are splayed.
- >While her hind quarters aren’t as full as usual, you can still see the shape of her.
- >She has a slim waist that billows out into a smooth curve, just like a human woman.
- >Maybe it’d be ok...?
- >She’s still equine though.
- >But holy crap is your cock hard.
- >All this teasing has made it solid enough to cut diamonds.
- >Either way, you have a slime p0ny to play with.
- >This time you start high up her back.
- >You can’t help but admire from here the lovely curvature of her back...
- >It’s almost like a human woman’s.
- >The way it has a dip that follows her spine...
- >You ignore the pin for now.
- >Instead you place your hands high up her back.
- >You place your thumbs in the groove for her spine.
- >The rest of your fingers wrap around her dainty back.
- >You start to drag your hands down her back.
- >Her flesh is so smooth and soft.
- >Gak feels really good.
- >Your hands feel like they could just sink into her...
- >And in fact, they do.
- >She simply hums and sighs, relishing your touch.
- >Even as you rake your hands through her, she simply tosses her head and relaxes into the extreme massage.
- >The feeling on your hands is incredible.
- >She’s so warm, and yet so smooth.
- >You’ve said it before, but she’s slick.
- >And, you’ve only just noticed, but she has no organs anymore.
- >She’s gak all the way through.
- >Which makes sense now.
- >It explains how you’re able to flatten her so easily.
- >You move your hands down her back, until they naturally exit her flesh due to the gradient of her back.
- >You’re at her already partially flattened lower half.
- >You take this opportunity to pick up the rolling pin.
- >You start rolling her back like you did her front.
- >Not to squash her, just to massage her.
- >Your rolling melds together the channels you carved with your fingers.
- >Her flesh bunches up as you roll back and forth.
- >It’s so cute.
- >You massage her a bit more once you’ve smoothed out the tears you made.
- >She’s clearly enjoying it.
- >It’s keeping her on a plateau, riding the afterglow of orgasm still, but not pushing her too hard.
- >Eventually you stop and admire your handiwork.
- >You’ve wrecked her lovely spine groove.
- >It’s all flat now.
- >Well, never mind.
- >You lean over her again and slip an arm under her belly.
- >She giggles. She loves your hands.
- >You flip her over.
- >She lies on her back now staring up at you.
- >There’s apprehension in her eyes, but she says two words that send you over the edge:
- >”Finish me.”
- >You guess that she doesn’t know what’ll happen, but you decide to give her what she wants.
- >You’re going to flatten her entirely.
- >You waste no time.
- >You start at her leg, squashing it with little effort.
- >Already she’s breathing heavily, whether it is from anticipation or sensation, you’re not sure.
- >You know already that her lower half gives more intense sensation than her upper half.
- >You move up past her knee.
- >She moans in delight.
- >You move up to her thigh.
- >She squeals.
- >You perform the same actions on the other leg with similar results.
- >Then you reach her prize.
- >She looks down at you.
- >You look up at her with a mischievous grin.
- >You roll your pin over her pussy, applying extra force.
- >She throws her head back again in response.
- >Her movements are accompanied by a lusty groan.
- >As you roll it, you feel the bump of her clit poking out at you.
- >You try extra hard to roll it well when you can.
- >She shudders whenever you do.
- >But you don’t want to end it so soon.
- >You stop working on her crotch.
- >Her honeypot looks almost like it’s painted on.
- >The only thing that makes you say otherwise is her clit that sticks out of its hiding place regularly.
- >You move on to her belly.
- >This time you make short work of it and squash her almost violently.
- >You’re really working up a sweat this time, rolling furiously.
- >You flatten her quickly and move up to her chest.
- >It’s moving up and down rapidly in time with her breathing.
- >She looks up at you over the rolling pin.
- >There’s definitely fear in her eyes now.
- >Despite the fact that you’ve flattened half of her now, this is getting a bit more personal.
- >At some point you’re going to take away all of her movement.
- >And you’re going to squash her head.
- >She’s understandably uncomfortable with this prospect.
- “Pinpin? Are you ok? Do you want me to stop?”
- >She shakes her head vigorously.
- >She takes a deep breath.
- >”Do it.” She says.
- >You need no more prompting.
- >You roll forward.
- >She places her forelegs up either side of her head.
- >You roll over her chest and it flattens easily under your weight.
- >She breathes no more as you reach her neck.
- >She closes her eyes, giving herself to you completely.
- >You roll over her one last time.
- >Her muzzle gets squashed first, then her eyes.
- >Finally her ears are flattened.
- >You carry on past the crown of her head.
- >You flatten her legs and mane in one go.
- >And there you have it, one squashed Panko Pie.
- >You stand up straight and look down at her.
- >Her eyes are closed, and she has a smile on her flattened mouth.
- >But she’s absolutely still.
- “Uh... Ponkie? Y’alright?”
- >You start to worry that you might have killed your first slime p0ny.
- >But then her eyes flutter open.
- >”Mmm... That felt good!”
- >Her voice is, for the lack of a better word, flat.
- >It’s quite nasal now that it has no space to reverberate in her throat or muzzle.
- >It gives it a tinny quality, like a bad speaker.
- >Her eyes, which seem to be the most active part of her, look different now.
- >They’re discs, but her irises can move on top of them.
- >Her mouth is similar to her pussy. You can see the back of her throat when she speaks.
- >At the moment it’s stuck in a perpetual grin. At least she’s excited about this.
- >She suddenly grunts with exertion.
- >”Hnngh! Ugh! Anon, pick me up!”
- “Uh... Ok.”
- >You grab a hold of her ears and pull.
- >Like before she peels off the table, stretching slightly with the resistance her sticky body provides.
- >You hold her limp body in your hands by her ears.
- >She blushes slightly at your touch.
- >The p0nies have always enjoyed ear scratches and touches.
- >It’s somewhat arousing for them.
- >Her vagina continues to wink and drool.
- >”Ooh... Anon... More...”
- >Despite her voice sounding weird, you can tell that it’s taken another turn towards the deep end of the octave.
- >She orgasmed earlier, but she seems to be ready for more.
- >You start to rub her ears with your thumbs.
- >She shuts her eyes in delight and starts to sport a heavy blush.
- >It is then that you learn that she has actually retained some movement.
- >She tries to twist her neck instinctively to get more purchase with your hands.
- >She simply swings and rotates in the air, limbs flailing.
- >But as she feels her movement she stops and looks down at herself.
- >She raises a flat hoof in front of her face.
- >”I guess I’m more of a Pinkie Pizza Pie now! Hehe!”
- >You laugh along with her joke.
- >Her infectious laughter is impossible to resist.
- >”Ooh, put me down!”
- >You set her down back on the table.
- >She sits on her flat haunches, propping herself up with her forelegs behind her, and stabilising herself with her hind legs in front of her.
- >Lyra would be proud.
- >”Ooh, this is really weird! I feel so floppy!”
- >On cue her head flops backwards, contorting her neck into a 180 degree bend.
- >”I can see my own butt! Hehe!”
- >You can always trust Ponkie to make profound observations on the nature of life in Equestria.
- >She uses a foreleg to prop her head up and succeeds in that task.
- >However, her torso folds in half diagonally in the direction of the hoof she just raised.
- >”Oh poopie!”
- >The next few seconds are a tricky mess of folds and props, in which Pinkie attempts to sit up straight.
- >You can’t help but laugh at her antics.
- >Eventually she manages to return herself to her original configuration, with the addition of a folded hind hoof.
- >”Hmmm... I’m not sure I like this anymore...”
- >She pouts, cutely.
- “Aww, but you were having so much fun, Pizza!”
- >She giggles, but she’s still ticked off at her inability to sit properly.
- >You decide to help her out.
- “Here, just let me help you.”
- >You lean down to her, and she raises her forelegs up to you, wanting your touch and support.
- >You wrap your hands around her back.
- >She does the same to you.
- >With one hand you cradle her head.
- >It conforms to the contours of your hand.
- >You spread your fingers to provide more stability.
- >The rest of her body hangs down from your arms, draping itself along your torso.
- >She’s still as warm as ever, and it feels like she’s giving you a full body hug.
- >Her warm, wet slit starts to soak your pants as it seeps love juice and rubs against your constrained member.
- >As you hold her close to you, you can smell her mane.
- >It’s strawberry bubblegum scented.
- >Her musk travels into your nostrils once more, and your thoughts become hazy.
- >She’s so vulnerable right now, relying on you for everything...
- >And she’s so close too...
- >Her mane looks like bubblegum, and probably tastes like it too...
- >Before you can realise what’s happening you’ve taken a chomp out of her mane.
- >You realise what you’ve done when the intense flavour of sweetened strawberries hits your taste buds.
- >You chew her in your mouth.
- >Her consistency is between jelly and gum.
- >”Hehe! Do I taste good?” She giggles at you.
- >You’re surprised she doesn’t mind that you’ve taken out a huge chunk of her mane.
- >All she’s doing is blushing that cute reddish pink hue again.
- >You swallow her, and feel her travel down your oesophagus.
- >Her eyes track it as it travels down your throat.
- >”Hehe, that was weird... I felt it all, you know!”
- >What?!
- >”Hmmm... It feels nice in your belly. Being surrounded by you... Being held by you... It feels good...”
- >She snuggles as best as she can to your chest, but she still can’t move very much.
- >You take a grip of her shoulders with your hands and hold her up like a sheet.
- >”Aww...! Put me back! I liked it there!”
- >This is all getting a bit weird for you...
- “Uh... Hold on Pinks. I’ve just got to... uh... go to the bathroom...”
- >You drop her on the table again vertically.
- >”Hey! Don- MMMMFF!!”
- >You sprint to the bathroom to have a crisis of faith.
- >You just ate a piece of Pinkie Pie.
- >And she felt it.
- >And the worst part is...
- >She tasted so good...
- >You really don’t know how to feel about this.
- >Or your boner.
- >You’ve basically met your dream girl.
- >You can do anything you want to her and not fear that you might hurt her.
- >But she just happens to be a p0ny...
- >ARRRGH WHAT SHOULD YOU DO?!
- >Your penis is obviously saying you should bone her.
- >And he doesn’t seem to be backing down.
- >You sigh.
- >What could it hurt to give Pinkie the D this one time?
- >You flush the toilet to give the illusion that you actually did something in there and go back downstairs.
- >The sight that awaits you, however, is not what you expected.
- >Pinkie, when you dropped her, folded on herself.
- >Her hind legs are folded concertina style underneath her torso, which is also folded over.
- >Her tail sticks out from her bottom, and has regained its poofyness.
- >Her forelegs rest crumpled on her hind legs.
- >Finally her head lies face down on her chest.
- >”MM, MMMF!” She screams.
- >Her ears twitch and swivel.
- >They’re the most mobile parts of her at the moment.
- >You can’t help but laugh at the state she’s in.
- >It’s completely ridiculous.
- “Haha! It looks like you’re a Pinkie Pile now!”
- >Her ears lay flat against her head in annoyance and she growls at you.
- >You had better get her up before she gets any more pissed off.
- >You quickly grab her ears and pick her up.
- >”Anoooooooooon! Why did you leave me there?”
- >She looks like she’s about to cry.
- “I’m sorry, Ponkie. I didn’t mean to drop you like that. And come on, had that happened to any other p0ny you’d be laughing too.”
- >She looks a little brighter.
- >”I suppose you’re right. It was pretty funny, and it didn’t hurt. But don’t leave me like that again, ok?”
- “Alright, Ponko. I promise.”
- >She smiles brightly at you.
- >But then you get a devious thought...
- “However...”
- >You get a mischievous grin on your face as hers falls.
- >”W-what?”
- >You don’t give her time to ponder on what you have planned.
- >You swing her round so that she lies lengthways on the table.
- >Then you fold her in half.
- >Her mouth is lined up perfectly with her pussy.
- >”Anon, what are you- Mmmf! MMMM--! Mmmm...”
- >She protests at first, but soon realises that this may be the only time that she’ll get to taste her own pussy.
- >Even though her head covers the action, you can see her clit poke out rhythmically as a little bump at the back of her flattened head.
- >The slurping sounds that she makes also give you a good idea of what’s going on down there.
- >She’s lost in her own little world. Her own slice of bliss.
- >Her tongue laps hungrily over her folds, dipping into her honey pot to taste her sweet nectar.
- >She takes her clit into her mouth and sucks it tenderly.
- >She traces her tongue over the surface of it in rings, using her equine dexterity and agility to her advantage.
- >She draws a figure of eight on it and squeals involuntarily with delight.
- >As she approaches climax her body tries its best to squirm and shift.
- >She’s too weak to push herself up though, and only quivers in place as she reaches the heady rush of euphoria.
- >With her clit buried into her mouth, she shudders as she has no choice but to ride the orgasm to its end.
- >You watch as her back tenses as much as possible, but ultimately fails to stop the stimulation her mouth is giving her.
- >She can’t lift herself off her convulsing slit, and lies as a slave to the sensations that her twitching body produces on its own.
- >After a few more seconds of shuddering you decide to end it for her.
- >You pick her up by her cheeks.
- >She looks at you dreamily with half lidded eyes.
- >”Th... Thank you, Anon...”
- >Her mouth is stained with her own juices.
- >Her breath smells strongly of that strawberry scent.
- >Her nebulised pheromones make their way into your nostrils.
- >All of your inhibitions are swept from your mind.
- >You thought your cock couldn’t get any harder.
- >You’ve just been proven wrong.
- >”A-Anon? Are you ok...?”
- >Your pupils have shrunk to pinpricks, and all you can think about is how you want to stretch out that flattened pussy.
- >She gazes at your odd visage, confused.
- >She doesn’t know the expression on your face.
- >Your lust-twisted face.
- >You suddenly bring your hand that is supporting her head closer to your face.
- >Her confused expression morphs into a shocked one as you kiss her passionately.
- >You mash your lips against hers, eyes closed.
- >Her eyes go wide in surprise, but close slowly as she realises that she’s getting what she wants, albeit a bit forcefully.
- >In your addled state, you can’t do anything more than push your faces together, mad with hunger for her entire being.
- >You want to touch her, taste her, feel her; become one with her.
- >The only thought you can process in your mind is that if you push hard enough you might achieve your goal and become closer to her.
- >Her super soft satiny lips slide across yours.
- >You breathe deeply, inhaling her intoxicating aroma.
- >It sends you wild.
- >As you ravage her mouth she starts to whimper.
- >Doesn’t she like it?
- >You’ll make her like it.
- >You stop kissing her and hold her draped over one arm.
- >”A-anon... What’s gotten into you...?”
- >You don’t answer.
- >You’re too busy trying to rip your clothes off.
- >She can only watch you get more and more frantic as you get frustrated.
- >You eventually remember to undo your belt and manage to take off your trousers and boxers.
- >You fumble with your shirt until you remember that you’re also trying to hold a pink p0ny on one arm.
- >You throw her onto the table while you take off the last of your clothes.
- >She crumples helplessly into a heap.
- >”Oof! Anon! Stop! Something’s wrong!”
- >Her pleas fall on deaf ears.
- >You are indifferent to her suffering.
- >The only thing that’s on your mind now is
- >rape
- >And the only thing that’s wrong is that your cock hasn’t found a warm, wet hole to fill.
- >You seek to rectify that immediately.
- >You grab her by her cheek.
- >Her face stretches and deforms with the force you exert upon it.
- >”Anon! Please stop! This isn’t right!”
- >Again, you ignore her.
- >You place your hands around her again, one at the back of her head and the other behind her back.
- >You kiss her again.
- >She tries to resist you this time, holding her mouth closed as tightly as she can.
- >You snake your hand down towards her moist slit.
- >You take a hold of her nub between your thumb and forefinger and give it a rough tweak.
- >She involuntarily moans in response, and as she does your tongue invades her mouth.
- >Your incursion is stopped short though.
- >She’s still only an inch thick, and you reach the back of her throat instantly.
- >Her eyes go wide as she gags on it.
- >You stop kissing her. You won’t get any satisfaction this way.
- >You decide to move onto the main event.
- >You let her head fall back as you grab her hips in order to line yourself up with her pussy.
- >It’s dripping with her juice which has built up through all of your teasing.
- >Despite her protests, she still feels good, and her winking clit proves it.
- >Your tip teases her entrance, parting her folds.
- >”Anon... please...”
- >You thrust into her in one motion.
- >You slide in effortlessly.
- >Her gooey form provides no resistance, and she’s incredibly wet.
- >She jerks as you enter, and grits her teeth as you stretch her out.
- >You let go of her hips.
- >Her entire form is impaled on your cock.
- >The gentle weight of her pushing down on you feels good.
- >She twitches slightly from the intense sensations being sent to her brain.
- >Her pussy squeezes you rhythmically.
- >Her equine instincts betray her mind and her body is trying to milk you.
- >You can see the ripples through her flattened flesh.
- >Your cock causes a visible bulge inside her.
- >But despite your gift to her, Ponkie is crying.
- >”A-anon... Please stop... I don’t want it like this...” She sobs through hitched breaths.
- “It’s ok... I’m going to make you feel good. You’re finally getting what you want after all this time.” You growl to her.
- >And you’re sincere. You want to make her feel your love now.
- >You love your little squishy p0ny.
- >She smells so good...
- >You lift her head again.
- >She looks at you with big watery eyes.
- >Tears threaten to fall from them at any moment.
- >You bring her close to you.
- >She looks hopeful as you look down at her sincerely.
- >And her hopes are immediately shattered as you bring her mouth to your nose and inhale deeply.
- >You wanted that divine scent that was lingering on her lips from when she ate herself out.
- >It’s absolutely intoxicating...
- >It sends more blood to your cock.
- >It could cut diamond now.
- >You growl contentedly.
- >But it’s not enough.
- >Even though Pinkie’s pussy is trying to milk you, she’s too floppy.
- >You don’t have any kind of purchase to fuck her either.
- >So you’ll have to do it yourself.
- >You let her flop back and grab your cock through her.
- >Your hand encloses around her cunt and your shaft.
- >You start working her up and down, using her as your own personal fleshlight.
- >Her velvety walls stroke you gently, gripping your member like no human woman could.
- >On the downstroke you can feel her clit poke out at you and touch your balls.
- >It only adds to your pleasure.
- >You jerk yourself off with her for a while... but it’s still not enough!
- >The problem is that she’s still too loose...
- >You need to pump her back up.
- >You once again lift her head to yours.
- >”*sob* Anon... Why...?”
- >She looks like she wants to say more, but you cut her off by pushing your lips to hers.
- >You can feel the edge of her lips curl into a reflexive smile, but it quickly turns to shock as you breathe into her.
- >Even on your first puff the effects are immediate.
- >Firstly her muzzle pops back out from her face.
- >You breathe in through your nose and blow through your mouth again.
- >This time her ears pop back into shape.
- >You keep blowing her up, seeing her face fill up first.
- >Her eyes, her cheeks, her mane. They all regain their original shape.
- >It seems the sensation of inflation is also pleasurable to her, since her newly reformed cheeks sport a heavy blush, and her eyes are closed.
- >You pump more breath into her, and this time it goes further down her body.
- >Her hooves start to regain their thickness.
- >That’s not necessarily useful, so you grab her legs at the shoulder.
- >You tie them up behind her back while they’re still flaccid.
- >Pinkie squeals in surprise.
- >You grab her front legs, then her hind ones and tie them all in a bow.
- >They won’t be reinflating any time soon.
- >She wiggles and tries to move them as best she can, but she’s still too weak.
- >This time when you breathe you feel a small amount of added pressure on your cock.
- >Her torso is inflating, and with it comes the tightness that you were looking for.
- >You keep filling her until she’s about half full.
- >Already her fuckhole is feeling much better.
- >You decide that you could probably finish the job a lot quicker if you play it smart.
- >You remove your lips from hers and break your kiss.
- >Her eyes flutter open, tears still lingering at the edges of them.
- >She doesn’t plead with her mouth this time.
- >She just looks at you, sadly.
- >Her lament is interrupted though by your hands.
- >You place them at her waist and squeeze.
- >The effects on her are immediate.
- >Above and below your vice like grip she balloons out as the air in her is forced into her hips and her head.
- >Her face inflates comically like a cartoon character.
- >Her cheeks are puffed out and her eyes bulge from their sockets, no longer looking in the same direction.
- >Her legs have untied themselves from the knots you made earlier.
- >Now they look like they’re full as well.
- >But most importantly her crotch has inflated as well.
- >Finally you find that her cunt is tight enough to properly fuck.
- >You grunt and groan as you start to feel some satisfaction.
- >As you saw in and out of her, your primal instincts are sated somewhat.
- >You can feel her softness all around your cock, and it feels good.
- >But it’s still not enough!
- >You can’t fuck her properly like this.
- >You need to inflate her all the way.
- >But why stop there?
- >Just keep going until she’s tight enough to get you off with no hands.
- >Yes, that’s what you’ll do.
- >You let go of her waist and her insides are redistributed to how they were before.
- >She looks relieved that she is no longer being overfilled in her head, but before she can relish that sensation you kiss her again.
- >She shakes her head immediately.
- >She knows what you’re going to do.
- >You breathe into her once more.
- >She shuts her eyes tight as the sensation of being full overtakes her.
- >Her pussy milks you even more.
- >Even if she doesn’t like it, her body does.
- >Over and over again you do so, watching her fill out.
- >She reaches her normal size, but you don’t stop.
- >You keep pushing more and more breath into her.
- >She keeps expanding.
- >First her belly starts inflating.
- >Soon her chest does as well.
- >Her eyes go wide open in her skull, looking around frantically at what’s happening to her.
- >Her neck starts to inflate next, merging into her torso to create one big pink ball.
- >The feeling on your cock is incredible.
- >She’s winking like mad and trying to milk you.
- >But this time it actually feels like it has force behind it.
- >You must have more!
- >You break your kiss.
- >It’s getting hard to keep your length inside her and blow her up.
- >”A-anon...! I feel so full...!”
- >Good. She’s not complaining so much anymore.
- >Her voice is higher pitched than usual.
- >It must be an odd effect of being inflated.
- >She’s warming up to the pleasure you’re giving her.
- >She’s getting pretty big now.
- >Her legs stick straight out from her blimp-like body.
- >She tries to wiggle them, but they’re too turgid for her to do anything.
- >Now that her head has been released it springs back to a comfortable place on her sphere-like torso.
- >She groans with delight, her mind clouded with a mixture of pleasure and slight pain.
- >It’s an intoxicating mixture, which you only seek to intensify in strength.
- >You search for a new opening to inflate her with.
- >Her belly button is conveniently positioned in front of your mouth.
- >You bring your lips to her taut belly and blow.
- >Her torso inflates once again, spreading its fullness along to her legs.
- >Their limits have been surpassed, and now they inflate also.
- >First her shoulders expand.
- >Then the rest of her legs follow as you pump breath after breath of air into her.
- >Soon all that remains of her legs are bulbous stumps, capped with flat discs that are her hooves.
- >She’s gigantic now, and filled with so much tension that her skin is starting to turn transparent.
- >You can see the silhouette of your dick inside her pussy as you look down through her belly.
- >The sleeve that is her vulva is convulsing wildly, still milking you instinctively.
- >You breathe in once more.
- >Ponko protests.
- >”Anon, p-please! N-no more! I can’t take it!”
- >You ignore her pleas.
- >You blow into her.
- >She’s so pressurized, it burns your cheeks to get the air into her.
- >But you manage to do so slowly.
- >As you pump in this final breath, Pinkie’s eyes bulge once more from her sockets.
- >Her cheeks expand next, like she’s taken a huge breath of air herself.
- >Finally her head starts to expand, moulding itself in shape to join the ball of her body.
- >Her face is forced to lie flat with the horizon of her body.
- >Her facial features start to drift apart from each other.
- >Her eyes bulge out further, poking out from the ball and forcing her to look at the ceiling.
- >Her mouth is fixed in an O by her skin searching for any slack that it can find.
- >You’ve almost filled her up.
- >You can feel it.
- >Her cunt is spasming on you in time with your heartbeat.
- >She’s going so fast now.
- >This is what you were searching for.
- >Her velvety texture rubs you in all the right places now, and at the right speed.
- >You thrust vigorously into her, greedy for as much stimulation you can get.
- >Her warm wetness sends all the right signals up your spine.
- >It makes the hair on your arms stand up.
- >You feel yourself coming close as you fill Pinkie up with air.
- >”No! No! If you do that I’m gonna... I’m gonna... eeeeEEEEEEEEEE-“
- >Yes, she’s gonna cum.
- >You’ll cum together!
- >You’re just approaching the verge of your orgasm.
- >You’re so close now!
- >Just a few more-
- >”EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”
- >*BOOM*
- >*SPLAT*
- >...
- >You don’t even flinch.
- >Suddenly Pinkie is no longer in your arms.
- >Processing...
- >The concussive force and sound of the blast has cleared your lust-addled mind.
- >Your room is now covered in pink goo, and Ponkie is nowhere to be seen.
- >Brain, give me a status report.
- <Well it appears that you overfilled Pinkie, and now she’s exploded.
- >I see. It appears I’ve murdered my first slime p0ny. What do we do?
- <Don’t worry, sir. We have a protocol just for situations like this!
- >Really? Ok, then. The floor is yours. Take it away.
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- >...
- >Loaded.
- >...
- “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGH!”
- >You scream in the middle of your living room, naked and covered in what used to be Pinkie.
- >She coats everything: Your table, your sofa. Even your computer wasn’t spared.
- >Your speakers spark as they short out, cutting off the music. (Turn the music off.)
- >Her gloopy remains drip from the ceiling, landing with thick splats in puddles of her that lie on the floor.
- >It looks like a bomb went off in a Pepto Bismol factory.
- “AAAAAAAAAAAH! WHAT AM I GONNA DO?! I JUST MURDERED HER!”
- >They’re going to throw you in prison!
- >You won’t last 5 minutes in there!
- >You heard last week that Pokey Pierce got thrown in there for various nefarious reasons, including pedofoalia.
- >He’s gonna have his way with you.
- >Or even worse, they’ll just sentence you to death!
- >Pankie was an element of harmony, after all!
- >You might have released Discord!
- >You slump to your knees in defeat.
- >You try scooping up some of the pink goo.
- >Maybe if you get enough of her together, she’ll reform?
- >It doesn’t work.
- >But then you hear laughter.
- >”Hehehehe!”
- >Great, you’ve gone mad with grief.
- >The giggling seems to come from all around you in Ponkie’s voice.
- >”Hehehe! Anon, you’re so silly...”
- >Yeah, that sounds like what she would say...
- >And then you notice something weird.
- >You feel a twitch down below.
- >Your cock is still rock hard from being so close to orgasm.
- >It’s hungry for release.
- >You look down.
- >Pinkie’s cunt is still impaled on you.
- >And it’s milking you.
- “Pinks? Is that...”
- >She twitches again in response to your question.
- >Then, all of a sudden the goo coating your ceiling falls to the floor simultaneously.
- >The gunge that shorted your computer seeps out of the vents, and your PC is fixed.
- >You’re not sure if that happened because the goop has been cleared, or because Ponko used her gypsy magic to repair your capacitors.
- >The goo congregates in the center of your room on your table.
- >It forms a gelatinous mass which then shapes itself into a p0ny.
- >A pink p0ny.
- >She’s back.
- >With a burst of confetti she rematerialises in front of your eyes.
- >”SURPRISE!”
- “B-but how?!”
- >”Well I’m made out of slime, silly! What are you gonna do to me? Put me in a blender?”
- >You may have to remember that one for later.
- >She hops off the table and sidles close to you.
- >”So you weren’t being very nice earlier, mister. It’s not fun to make p0nies explode.”
- >You swallow nervously.
- “I... Er... I didn’t mean to...”
- >”Oh, I know you didn’t.”
- >She stretches her neck and whispers into your ear.
- >”But it sure feels good.”
- >Her sultry tone sends shivers down your spine.
- >”I came.”
- >You thought your boner was already overcharged.
- >But once again it surprises you.
- >”Oooh... I can feel that. Do you like me talking to you?”
- >She stretches her torso and wraps her forelegs around you.
- >Even though she’s not connected to it, she can feel you inside her pussy.
- >She winks purposefully.
- >In both senses of the word.
- >As the stimulation starts to build, you struggle to talk as your mind becomes cloudy.
- “Y-yes...”
- >”Ooh... Is that your fetish, Anon?”
- “N-no!”
- >”I think you’re lying to me... But that’s ok. I’ll just have to try it another time.”
- >Her words send another shiver down your spine, but for the wrong reasons.
- >”Anyway, being apart like that felt really good... I could feel everything. I could see from everywhere. I could taste you...”
- >”It gave me ideas, you know? I know just how to please you know.”
- >She punctuates her words by tensing her snatch once again.
- >It makes you jump as your nerves scream with delight.
- >She releases her grip on you and falls to all fours again.
- >She takes a close look at her most intimate part that is still glued to your cock.
- >And then she takes it all in her mouth.
- >Her tongue and lips immediately get to work, swirling indirectly around your shaft.
- >It feels incredible.
- >The velvety texture of her pussy is combined with the added control of her mouth, and result in a potent combination.
- >You shiver and shake as your member, still hypersensitive and hungry for release, demands your full attention.
- >You’ve lost control of your body once more, and have become a slave to Pinkie’s amazing body.
- >You were so close to the edge of nirvana before, and Pinkie wastes no time in trying to bring you there again.
- >Her lips form a ring of sensation around you. You can feel her slight pressure as she takes you into her mouth effortlessly.
- >Her tongue snakes down the underside of your shaft, tickling your frenulum, and causing you to shake as she does.
- >On the upstroke she drags her tongue all the way up, flicking the tip of your urethra as her lips stop at the ridge of your head.
- >She runs her tongue all around your tip, spiralling around your crown.
- >And then she does it all again when she goes down.
- >Her skill shows, and you love her for it.
- >She moans as she experiences the twin sensations of your cock in her pussy and her mouth.
- >But then she stops.
- >She removes her lips with a wet pop.
- >”We can’t have you finishing the party too early, Anon... I have something else for you to try.”
- >Part of you wants to protest after being brought so close to the edge twice and not being allowed to release.
- >Your balls churn, eager to blow their load at any moment.
- >But the mischievous tone to Pinkie’s voice makes you want to see what she has planned.
- >She backs away from you and lies on the table once more.
- >She beckons for you to come close to her.
- >You obey.
- >She flicks her tail, and a piece of it comes off and flies towards your computer.
- >The goo splatters on the wall, and quickly falls off to your computer desk with a splat.
- >It reforms into a tiny Ponkie.
- >It scampers over to your keyboard and types something into PoneTube.
- http://www.infinitelooper.com/?v=67GY_bRT6GI&p=n
- or
- http://www.infinitelooper.com/?v=n4qHe55fWQU&p=n#/14;246
- >The music starts up slowly, and Pinkie lies on the table, stroking her curvaceous body as it does.
- >From your kneeling position your cock is below her, and she eyes it lustfully as she licks her lips.
- >As the music builds she throws her mane back with a hoof and places said hoof at the top of her head.
- >With a tearing, sucking sound, she rips her head off with a bit of neck still attached.
- >You should be freaked out by this, but you’ve seen her explode and reform today already.
- >And now that you know she’s in no danger, it’s kind of erotic what she’s willing to do for you.
- >She reaches over to you and places her head on your cock, throat down.
- >Immediately you feel the tightness of her throat constrict around your member.
- >Pinkie notices you closing your eyes in delight.
- >”You like that, big boy? Mmmm... I got this idea when I realised I could be in pieces. I can give you the best of Pinkie all at once.”
- >You should be wondering where her voice is coming from.
- >But you can’t.
- >The reason for this is that all of the vibrations from her voice are being transmitted straight to your cock.
- >And those sensations are driving you wild.
- >The vibrations travel all the way from the tip to the base of your cock, setting off your already abused nerve endings all the way down.
- >On purpose she squeezes you in waves, massaging your boner from top to tail, following her voice.
- >”Use me like your personal fucktoy, Anon. I’m all yours.”
- >She looks at you with her most seductive expression.
- >It’s a direct hit.
- >You place both hands on her neck.
- >She moans and hums at your touch.
- >You know her limits now.
- >She has none.
- >You can do whatever you want to her and she’ll be fine.
- >Your body sends more blood to your cock at this arousing thought.
- >She’s all yours, and has given herself to you.
- >And then a knock at the door wrecks the mood.
- >You and Pinkie both stare at each other.
- >”It’s her. Why does she keep bothering you?!”
- >You sigh.
- “I don’t know... I’ve told her plenty of times to-“
- >”OOH ANON! OPEN THE DOOR! OPEN IT! I HAVE AN IDEA!”
- >Pinkie seems to be full of good ideas today.
- >And your penis.
- >Still naked, and with Pinkie’s head impaled on your dick, you open the door.
- >Fluttershy stands there, meek as ever, struggling to make eye contact with you.
- “Morning, Fluttershy. What is it this time...?”
- >”I was wondering if your...”
- >She’s stopped dead in her tracks and is paralyzed with fear.
- >Her eyes search around erratically, trying to comprehend the scene before her.
- >She’s actually taken a look at you.
- >Part of her is filled with arousal at your nakedness.
- >And then she reaches your crotch, and is filled with horror at the sight of her friend’s limp, dead head being fucked by you in its stump.
- >Little does she know that Pinkie, whilst playing dead, is still squeezing you with her pussy.
- >Fluttershy looks past you, at Pinkie’s decapitated body on your coffee table.
- >She looks back to Pinkie’s head.
- >Pinkie’s tongue is hanging out of her mouth, and her eyes are rolled into the back of her head.
- >Fluttershy tries to speak to you.
- >All that comes out is this: http://youtu.be/Ddo-lbgkFy4
- >And then Pinkie decides to pull her prank.
- >”HIYA FLUTTERSHY!”
- >This breaks Fluttershy out of her stupor, and she screams at the top of her lungs.
- >She jumps about four feet in the air and spreads her wings.
- >She flies all the way back to her cottage, screaming all the way.
- >You and Pinkie burst out laughing.
- >”Did you see her face? That was hilarious! Mean, but hilarious!”
- >You can’t help but agree.
- >It felt good to see Fluttershy driven off like that.
- >Pinkie Pie has a wicked sense of humour when she’s pushed to it.
- >You’re glad she simply dislikes Fluttershy’s attempts at seducing you, and hasn’t teamed up with her.
- >You’re not sure you’d be able to repel rape levels of that magnitude.
- >”So, where were we...?”
- >She’s giving you that look again.
- >You feel your heart beat just a little faster.
- >”Shall we take this inside?”
- >Her voice sets off the fire inside you again.
- >You feel your passion building once more.
- >You bring Pinkie back inside and shut the door.
- >Her body has become more animated on your table.
- >It’s rubbing its belly, and what looks to be a newly created pussy.
- >She’s feeling both of them, and it shows as a heavy blush on her already pink face.
- >”Mmm... Aren’t you going to use me? I’m all yours...”
- >As she hums her approval, and invites you to fuck her, her vocal reverberations stimulate you once more.
- >You need no more coercing and grip her neck again.
- >There’s no holding back this time.
- >You waste no time in satisfying your hunger and thrusting deep into her.
- >Her eyes roll back in her head and her tongue lolls out of her mouth as you plough her furiously.
- >Her hooves make a clopping noise on your table as she mashes her twat to keep up with your thrusts.
- >Her clit winks out at you and rubs your balls pleasurably as you slap your crotch against the base of her severed neck.
- >She moans and groans with each hilting of your cock, further pleasuring you with her vibrations.
- >At the same time, the crown of your helmet rubs against the ridges in her oesophagus, further enhancing your pleasure.
- >You thrust over and over, enjoying her milking contractions and velvety texture.
- >You can feel the pressure rising within you, threatening to burst at any moment.
- >Pinkie is enjoying it too by the look on her face and the frequency with which clopping sounds are coming from your table.
- >Her eyes are closed, but she throws her head around in lazy circles as she moans.
- >When you thrust deep into her, you can feel her jaw rolling against your tip.
- >It only serves to send you racing towards your peak even faster.
- >The frustration from the last three times you edged is finally released as you close in on your climax.
- >Pinkie’s body shudders and “breathes” heavily as she reaches her own orgasm.
- >She squeals on your cock, and her vulva tenses and spasms.
- >The stimulation sends you just to the edge of bliss.
- >And then she does something to push you past the point of no return.
- >She swallows.
- >Your balls churn and you orgasm, hard.
- >They pump your semen, built up from three teasing sessions of frustration, straight down Pinkie’s throat.
- >Her eyes go wide as she realises what’s happening.
- >She smiles, knowing that she’s finally pleased you, but all it does it let some of your cum shoot out from between her teeth.
- >She closes her lips when she notices the precious white fluid going to waste.
- >Her tongue darts out to catch the droplets that escaped.
- >You notice that it’s already painted white with your seed.
- >You erupt into her once more, sending a torrent of your cum up into her mouth.
- >You’re not done pumping yet, though, and keep sending stringy shots of semen into her.
- >She hums and moans in delight, revelling in the sensation of having you cum into her pussy, and being able to taste your cum at the same time.
- >The reverberations are too much for your sensitive cock, and make you double over in overwhelming pleasure.
- >Finally you finish your barrage of shots, and cradle Pinkie’s head in your hands, breathing heavily.
- >She opens her mouth to show your load, resting on her tongue.
- >She swirls it around, showing you just how much she enjoys the salty taste.
- >And then she swallows it.
- >You wonder where it goes.
- >Must be a slime p0ny thing.
- >She opens her mouth again to show you that it’s gone.
- >”So... You enjoyed it...?”
- >She’s breathless as well, even though she doesn’t need to breathe.
- >Her chest on the table heaves with effort, her entire form riding the dopamine high that wracks her body.
- >You nod.
- >You’d talk, but your mind is unable to process much other than “good” and “breathe.”
- >Pinkie recovers first, and her body gets up off the table and saunters over to you.
- >She picks up her head and removes it from your softening cock.
- >She replaces it on her neck stump.
- >The gap is filled seamlessly.
- >It’s a mesmerising sight, seeing something like that.
- >It makes your cock twitch once more as you ponder the possibilities of what you can do with her.
- >Another time, though.
- >Right now you’re absolutely spent.
- >You move past Pinkie and sit down on your sofa.
- >”So is this your fetish, Anon? Huh? Huh? Huh?”
- >You hate to admit it, but that was a lot of fun.
- >And incredibly arousing.
- >You don’t think you’ve ever cum that hard in your life.
- “I, uh... maybe?”
- >Pinkie’s face almost splits in two from the smile that appears on it.
- >”Really? You think so? Does this mean you’ll love me and rut me and cuddle me every day, and...”
- >You stop her from continuing any further.
- “Slow down, Ponko. Just because you guessed my fetish that I didn’t even know I had doesn’t mean I love you.”
- >Her expression does a complete 180 as her smile inverts into a frown.
- >”But... but...”
- >She looks almost ready to burst into treats.
- >You stand up and go to cup her face.
- “Look, you’re a great gal, Pinks, but...”
- >”N-no! You look! You... You were a big meanie earlier! I asked you to stop, and...”
- >You weren’t thinking straight back then.
- >You don’t even know what came over you.
- >”And... and...”
- >Her expression changes once more, this time to something darker.
- >”And it’s not fair!”
- >She turns around and bucks you in the chest.
- >Her gooey hooves and legs reduce the impact, but the force still knocks you on your butt.
- >Pinkie comes and straddles your waist.
- >The wind in your lungs is knocked out of you, and you’re still weak from your exertions earlier.
- >”I... You... It’s my turn to be a big meanie! I’ll show you rape, PINKIE PIE STYLE!”
- >Words cannot describe the dread that fills every corner and crevice of your body.
- >But you’re pretty sure that only the dead can know peace from this evil.
- >Pinkie places her forehooves on your chest.
- >Her weight pushes down on you, but it’s not uncomfortable.
- >Her hoof feels slightly sticky though.
- >She’s not firm like earlier when you were rolling her.
- >She looks... looser?
- >On that thought you see drops of pink goo start to drip from her body.
- >They fall on your chest and stomach.
- >They’re warm.
- >Pinkie is melting on you, and you can feel each warm droplet wiggle and move against your skin.
- >All of a sudden Pinkie collapses into a heap of goo, falling with a splat on your chest.
- >She flows out over you, her warmth spreading across your skin.
- >It’s like getting a warm bath, but it’s not wet.
- >She’s a puddle on you, writhing with ever so tiny movements against you.
- >Then you see tiny nubs start to form on her surface.
- >The nubs turn into stubs.
- >The stubs turn into legs.
- >The puddle shrinks in size as the legs pull themselves out of the amorphous mass, taking the goo with them.
- >As they pull themselves out, heads and torsos start to form.
- >Soon you’re looking at about 20 Pinkie Pies, all as big as your fist.
- >They all turn their heads left and right independently, looking at each other, as if to reaffirm that what happened just took place.
- >Then they attack.
- >Two of them attach themselves to your nipples and start licking with their tiny tongues.
- >Four of them leap onto your hands, fitting your fingers into their tiny cunts.
- >Another four line your arms, massaging your muscles.
- >Yet another four approach your crotch, licking their lips.
- >Your receding boner is revived by two minipinkies humping and grinding their crotches against your shaft.
- >Despite how sensitive you are due to just having climaxed, your member reacts to the stimulation.
- >Your erection is once more at full mast and ready for attention.
- >The other two Pinkies at your crotch start fondling your balls with their tiny hooves.
- >The dots of pleasure on your scrotum are unlike anything you’ve ever experienced before.
- >The other Pinkies congregate on your stomach and start massaging your abdominal muscles.
- >One of them breaks away from the pack and walks towards your head along your chest, swaying her hips and tail as she walks.
- >She has a very satisfied and mischievous grin on her face.
- “Ponko, stop!”
- >”Nuh uh! You need punishment for earlier, mister!”
- >Well shit.
- >Diplomacy has failed.
- >It’s time to resort to more drastic means.
- >You shake your left hand to try and dislodge the Pinkies that are attached to it.
- >They don’t budge.
- >They are using their sticky, gooey bodies to cling to your hand.
- >That leaves you with no more options.
- >You lift your hand and slam it down on one of the Pinkies on your nipples.
- >She’s flattened with a squelching splat.
- >All the other Pinkies stop what they’re doing immediately.
- >You are immediately worried that you may have hurt her, but all thoughts of that thread are shattered when the Pinkie army all moan simultaneously.
- >They stop their respective jobs to use a hoof to mash their tiny clits.
- >The spokespinkie talks to you.
- >”Ahh... Anon, that felt so good... Do it again!”
- >Of course, flattening her earlier just turned her on.
- >The intense sensation of having her entire body flattened at once so suddenly and violently must be overwhelming for her.
- >The Pinkies regain some of their cool and get back to their tasks whilst masturbating.
- >Even the DJ Pinkie on your computer is humping your mouse tenderly.
- >You try to lift your hand from your chest.
- >The Pinkie you squished is sticking to your skin in both places, and like gum she stretches when you pull.
- >She pulls back on you with surprising force, and your hand goes slapping against your chest again.
- >All the other Pinkies moan slightly again.
- >You pull your hand away with more force this time.
- >The flattened p0ny pulls and stretches, not willing to give you any ground.
- >As you’re struggling with her, the two Pinkies that are humping your fingers jump off your hand onto your chest.
- >They gallop towards the goo and jump right in, merging with it effortlessly.
- >It increases the mass of sticky goo there, and the three p0nies pull your hand down with another splat.
- >All the Pinkies moan again and kick out a back hoof.
- >Your hand is welded to your chest, and you don’t think you can get it off.
- >The spokespinkie grins at you deviously.
- >”Hmmm... You want your hand back that badly? Ok, I’ll give it to you.”
- >The goo under your hand seeps out from around it, creating a puddle on your chest.
- >Then suddenly tendrils emerge from the pink mass and engulf your hand.
- >The goo covers your skin and morphs into a big Pinkie.
- >Who has your fist in her cunt.
- >Her body is stretched taught around your hand, creating a massive bulge in her stomach.
- >Her eyes are rolled into the back of her head as she pleasures herself on your massive insertion.
- >You can feel her cervix touching your knuckles.
- >Her pleasure overflows to the other Pinkies who shudder from the sensations.
- >They don’t lose sight of their tasks though, and diligently try to pleasure you.
- >The penispinkies rub their smooth, warm bodies against your cock, humping it and teasing your shaft.
- >One climbs your dick to reach your head, and starts massaging her miniscule hooves all over it.
- >She reaches the tip of your cock and licks it, trying to fit as much of it in her mouth as possible.
- >She’s just big enough to touch the right areas, and her tongue is small enough to dip inside your urethra.
- >As she does your head involuntarily jerks back, and you let out a satisfied groan.
- >The Pinkie clone gets a predatory grin on her face.
- >The spokespinkie talks to you on her behalf.
- >”Ooh... You liked that, Anon? Well you’re going to love this...”
- >The Pinkie on your cock takes her hoof and licks it thoroughly.
- >Then she jams it down your urethra.
- >You shiver from the sensations.
- >She’s small enough to fit in comfortably, but it’s still an alien sensation that you can’t help but enjoy.
- >Her smooth skin touches nerves that were never meant to be touched.
- >Even though her hoof is completely still, it feels like she’s licking the inside of your cock all around.
- >And then she starts moving it.
- >You almost scream with the mixture of pleasure and pain that dominates your mind.
- >Your nerves feel like they’re on fire, but it’s a good kind of hurt.
- >She pistons in and out of you slowly and gently, but even the tiniest movement makes your body quiver in delight.
- >The spokespinkie has had enough of sitting around, and walks up to your face.
- >She sits on your nose and starts rubbing her slit on you.
- >The scent of strawberries fills your nostrils again.
- >It’s not as powerful as last time, but it’s still a delightful smell.
- >As you suffer from the amazing sensations from your cock, your hands involuntarily clench and release.
- >Your fist inside the big Pinkie twitches and sets off a chain reaction.
- >The big Pinkie’s cunt is stretched from your motions and she’s sent rocketing over the edge of her pleasure limit.
- >She grits her teeth in silent orgasm as the waves of ecstasy wash over her.
- >The other Pinkies simultaneously do the same as they experience the intense orgasm together as one.
- >They all tremble from the pleasure they’re experiencing.
- >You receive your own feedback from the Pinkies down below.
- >The ones massaging your balls quiver and send tiny vibrations up your sack.
- >The Pinkie at your penis shudders with her smooth hoof still embedded in your slit.
- >You feel the pleasure and pain once more.
- >It intermingles as an intoxicating sensation that leaves you wanting more.
- >When the Pinkies regain their senses, a couple of them wander from your stomach to your cock.
- >The Pinkie that was hoofing your urethra has positioned her slit at the tip of your cock.
- >You raise an eyebrow in confusion.
- >She rolls her hips against your head and throws her own head back in satisfaction.
- >The two Pinkies from your stomach arrive at her legs and rear back on their hind hooves.
- >They only reach up to the ridge of your head at their full height.
- >They each grab a hold of one hoof.
- >They can’t be doing what you think they’re doing, can they?
- >Sure enough, the Pinkies pull.
- >Initially there is some resistance from the tiny Pinkie’s miniscule pussy being too small.
- >But it soon vanishes as her gooey body stretches over you.
- >Her cunt expands to impossible size, filling her completely and incredibly.
- >Her forelegs are raised to her chest in some vain attempt to stifle the feeling of fullness that wracks her entire tiny frame.
- >Despite all this though, she says,
- >”M-more...”
- >The other Pinkies oblige and pull with all their might.
- >Your cock is already wider in diameter than her entire torso, and her legs have been spread apart.
- >But now your cock is being driven deep into her core, up towards her sternum.
- >Her body just gives way to your gargantuan phallus as you impale her on it.
- >She takes hiccupped breaths as you push on her lungs and diaphragm, but soon she doesn’t have to worry about it.
- >The other Pinkies pull her down finally with one last effort.
- >Your cock spears straight through her suddenly.
- >Her forelegs are wrenched apart from each other and stick out of either side of your length.
- >Her the top of her head shoots back as you slide up her throat and force her jaw open.
- >She’s filled completely and ultimately now.
- >Her eyes are rolled back in her head, and you can feel her squirming against your rigidness.
- >She can feel your pulse all the way through her now.
- >It’s a powerful sensation that sends beats of pleasure to her brain in time with your heartbeat.
- >Her legs wiggle as she tries to ride you to no avail.
- >All she can do is make stifled noises from her nose and shake in ecstasy.
- >Another Pinkie takes her place at the tip of your cock, shoving a hoof in your slit and mashing her twat with the other.
- >Between you fisting the big Pinkie and impaling the other, it doesn’t take long for her to reach climax once more.
- >The Pinkies soon recover from their latest orgasm and the spokespinkie talks to you once more.
- >”Almost... Done... Just one more thing to do, Anon...” She says breathlessly.
- >She has something big planned, you’re sure of it.
- >And although you didn’t consent to this you’re sure as hell curious right now about what she’s got in store.
- >Because so far you love it.
- >Just then a gurgling starts to emanate from your stomach.
- >You look down.
- >Pinkies are in the way.
- >You shake your head to dislodge the one on your nose that’s blocking your view.
- >She relents.
- >She obviously wants you to see this.
- >The pinkies on your chest and stomach clear a path for you as well.
- >The move to your sides and masturbate there.
- >The gurgling continues, and you feel something shift inside you.
- >You stare on in wonder and amazement.
- >What on earth could she be doing to your body?
- >Slowly a bulge starts to form on your stomach.
- >It’s not huge, but it sticks out from you.
- >It doesn’t cause you any pain either.
- >You can’t really feel it at all.
- >It moves down your body and starts undulating down your abdomen.
- >It meanders its way through your intestines and doubles back on itself when it gets close to your pelvis.
- >It snakes its way around and doubles back on itself.
- >It takes you long enough to realise that this is the bite of Pinkie’s mane that you ate earlier!
- >Of course! If she’s able to control her goo remotely, then...
- >Your thoughts are interrupted by a peculiar sensation.
- >Your anus is being stretched open by the Pinkie inside you.
- >You can feel her tiny hooves pushing and shaking with exertion.
- >”Come on in, girls! The water’s fine!”
- >One of the Pinkies that were fondling your balls wastes no time to leap inside your ass and join her mate.
- >Once inside you can feel them shift around inside you.
- >It’s not necessarily uncomfortable, but it’s a different sensation.
- >”Are you ready, Anon? This is it.” The spokespinkie says.
- >You wear a worried expression on your face, but you nod all the same.
- >She grins at you and nods back.
- >Immediately you can feel something deep within you.
- >The Pinkies inside you are rubbing their tiny hooves on your prostate.
- >You jerk and shake from the intensity of the feeling.
- >It feels fantastic!
- >They’re rubbing so gently, so as to not send you over the edge.
- >It makes your mind reel with pleasure.
- >You struggle to keep the presence of mind to breathe as your back arches and your body shakes.
- >The Pinkie at the tip of your cock pistons her hoof in and out of you faster.
- >You can feel that you’re on the edge, but you can’t express it to Pinkie.
- >Instead you writhe in blissful agony as your mind gets reduced to jelly.
- >Pinkie eventually notices your torment.
- >”What’s wrong Anon? Wanna cum?”
- >You nod as fiercely as you can.
- >”Then cum.”
- >The Pinkies press on your prostate.
- >Your entire world explodes into colour and shape as you have the most intense orgasm of your life.
- >It’s even stronger than the one you had earlier.
- >It’s absolutely mind shattering and causes you to howl in pleasure.
- >Even Pinkie is shocked at your reaction, but she holds her hooves on your prostate.
- >The Pinkie that was hoofing your urethra can hold the pressure back no longer, and is blown away by the force of your load.
- >Your semen jets into the air, creating a white fountain that sprays all the Pinkies with your seed.
- >You didn’t even know that you had that much left in you.
- >You slump back down onto the sofa, exhausted from your efforts today.
- >The Pinkies inside you exit.
- >You don’t even have enough strength to fight back.
- >The Pinkies reduce themselves to goo once more and coalesce into one big Pinkie Pie again.
- >She walks over to the computer and picks up her final piece as she turns off the music.
- >She walks back to you.
- >All you can do is look at her through half lidded eyes as sleep threatens to claim you.
- >She walks to your head and gives you a kiss.
- >It feels good to do so as you bask in the afterglow of that amazing orgasm.
- >”Did you like it, Anon?”
- >You can’t respond.
- >”I’ll ask you later when you’re awake, ok?”
- >You can only close your eyes in response.
- >You can’t open them again afterwards, however.
- >She whispers one last thing into your ear.
- >”And by the way, Anon... My name is [spoiler]Pinkie Gak.[/spoiler]”
- >You drift off to sleep, hearing Pinkie Pie close the door behind her.
- >You wake up to the sound of your front door being bucked open.
- >You jerk upright and look at the source of the disturbance.
- >Fluttershy is standing in your doorway with an evil grin on her face.
- >”IT’S FLUTTER TIME!”
- “No, Shy! No!”
- >You thought she was scared out of her wits earlier when she thought you had killed Pinkie.
- >She is clearly not intimidated by you anymore.
- >She leaps over and pins you down.
- >”I’m so sorry that I rushed off earlier. I just saw you and immediately knew what I had to do today.”
- >She motions with her head to her crotch.
- >You look down.
- >There, attached in between her crotchboobs is a pink dildo.
- >Or at least you think it’s a dildo.
- >It’s got Pinkie Pie’s head on the end of it.
- >”Hi! My name’s Dildo Pie, and I’m polkadot-pleased-arooney to meet you!”
- >So this is what hell feels like.
- >”When I saw you, I was so pleased that you had finally shown me your fetish! I just had to get to Twilight and get her to cast this spell on me!”
- >Your face cannot adequately express the level of “NOPE” and “DO NOT WANT” that is running in your head right now.
- >Fluttershy flips you over and sticks her pink tool straight into your butt.
- >She went in dry.
- >You bite the pillow on the sofa.
- >She wastes no time in thrusting eagerly into your flesh.
- >Dildo Pie, for her part, never shuts up.
- >She’s talking constantly about how she wants to throw parties and orgies for you.
- >The vibrations from her voice travel straight to your prostate.
- >Again, your mind is turned to mush as you cum over and over again from Fluttershy’s relentless pounding.
- >You use what little thought capabilities you have left to reflect on your situation in life.
- >On the one hand you got to have hot kinky slime sex with Pinkie.
- >But now you’re getting analcrusaded by Fluttershy.
- >The two kind of cancel each other out.
- >So all in all,
- >On balance,
- >Today was an average day.
- END
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