- Chapter 3
- >Still Dreaming in Equestria
- >You are George Bush
- >Not really
- >You’re Anon
- >You walk through the town, searching for the nearest cloud
- >Your attention is drawn to a flashing, pink glow surrounding Sugar Cube Corner
- >That must be Pinkie
- >This one can’t be that bad
- >...can it?
- >In spite of your nagging conscience, you start to slowly walk towards the cloud
- “Come on, Anon. Pinkie is different. She wouldn’t have those kind of dreams.”
- >As you wade through the thick fog of the cloud, you reach the bubble encompassing the building
- >Taking a deep breath, you force your way through the bubble and into the mind of the town’s resident psycho
- >As you pass through, you can only imagine the atrocities that lie inside
- ...
- >You stand in the kitchen of Sugarcube Corner, surrounded by various cakes and pastries
- >As you look around, you notice the frosting on the cakes
- >Each cake has a different word on it
- >"Dear"
- >"Nonny,"
- >"Come"
- >"Upstairs"
- >"Love,"
- >"Pinkie Pie"
- "This can't be good."
- >You exit the kitchen and start towards the stairs
- >It's deathly quiet
- >In the unnerving silence, you ascend the stairs and make your way to Pinkie's bedroom
- >You can see light shining through the gaps of the door, so you know Pinkie has to be there
- >Placing your hand on the doorknob, you brace for whatever might happen
- >Pushing the door open reveals a strange sight
- >Pinkie sits in the middle of her room
- >Surrounding her are 4 copies of you
- >Your stomach drops as you realize what's going to happen
- >"Hiya Nonny!"
- >Pinkie waves to you before nodding to the copies
- >You don't react as you watch on in horror
- >The copies close in on Pinkie, each one's clothes fading away in turn
- >You try to move, but your legs refuse to listen
- >Pinkie's smile grows wider as an Anon lifts her up
- >"Enjoy the show, Nonny."
- >As she says this, the Anon drops her down onto his member
- >The copies patiently wait their turns, stroking themselves as they wait
- >You finally manage to will yourself to move as you slam the door shut and descend the stairs
- >Your mind scrambles to recover any sense you have as you empty your stomach on the floor
- >Making your way to the front door, you push your way through the bubble and exit the dream
- >You seriously debate continuing on this path, but something wills you on
- >You hate to say it, but you have to see the last 3 dreams
- >You pray for mercy from whatever god is listening
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Dreaming: Pinkie
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