- >It's been about a week.
- >You had walked Fluttershy back to her cottage. She was limping.
- >You haven't seen her since.
- >You don't know what to think about what happened.
- >On one hand, you feel terrible about what you did to Fluttershy.
- >On the other, it was a thrill.
- >You had never felt more alive as you did then and you want to feel it again.
- >Contesting emotions stir around your head and you can't think.
- "Fuck it" you say aloud to yourself.
- "I want some cupcakes."
- ----
- >You enter the bakery.
- "Hello? Mrs. Cake?"
- >Nothing.
- >Damn.
- >As you turn to leave your knees are taken out by a pink pony.
- >She stands over your prone body
- >"Hey Anon! Mr. and Mrs. Cake aren't in right now so they left me in charge so can I help you?"
- >She blinks rapidly.
- >You climb to your feet and brush yourself off.
- "Yeah, I just want a cupcake."
- >"One cupcake coming right up, and you get the super duper bestfriend discount price of only one bit!"
- >You reach into your pocket and fish out the coin. You hold out your hand.
- >As she reaches fir it, she accidentally hits your hand and sends the coin flying.
- >"Oopsie! I'll get it!"
- >She trots over to where the coin landed and bends down, grabbing it with her mouth.
- >Giving you a good view of her plot.
- >Well then.
- ----
- >"Here you go!"
- >She hands you your cupcake,
- >Last thing on your mind right now.
- >What to do? You can hear the tiny devil and angel debating.
- >You've never felt that way about Pinkie Pie...
- >But you also never felt that way about Fluttershy until a week ago.
- >She's your friend.
- >Here's your chance to feel the rush again
- >You can almost hear your brain cranking as your thoughts rush
- >"Whatcha thinking about?"
- >You jump at the sudden input and drop your cupcake
- >"Oh no! Don't worry, I'll clean that right up!"
- >She grabs a rag in her mouth and starts to clean the frosting off the floor.
- >Her rear end waving around in full view as she does so.
- >You snap.
- >Yeah, lets do this.
- ----
- >Your hands are shaking so hard they're a blur as you grab Pinkie Pie by the hips.
- >"Wha-hey!"
- >You swiftly pull her towards you. Her front legs fall out from under her, leaving her butt stuck in the air.
- >"Ow! Anon, horseplay is one thing, but this is too rough!"
- >You place a hand between her shoulder blades, holding her to the floor.
- >With your free hand you begin to feel around her crotch.
- >Her breathing gets heavy.
- >"Anon, no! Don't touch me there!"
- >You find your target and stick a finger inside.
- >Pinkie shrieks and tries to jump up.
- >You slam her back down into position.
- "Shhh. I don't want to hurt you, Pinkie. But I will if I have to."
- ----
- >She begins to sob as you continue your work.
- >"I thought we were friends!" she wails over and over.
- >It's too much.
- >You continue to pin the shaking pony with one hand as you clumsily pull your pants and boxers down at the same time.
- >You grab her hips with both hands and guide yourself toward her.
- >"No, please!"
- >As the tip of your member brushes her, she tries to run.
- >You maintain your grip on her hips as she struggles.
- >Eventually she gives in and and starts crying harder than ever.
- >You drag her back to you and enter her in one swift motion.
- ----
- >"No! Stop!"
- >You rhythmically pound the pink pony as she cries.
- >You can feel the sensation building and Pinkie's sobs drive you over the edge.
- >As you shoot inside her, you hear her gasp through the sobs.
- >You pull out of her, your seed spilling over the floor.
- >She collapses to the floor, her sobbing slowing down.
- >You pick the crying pony up in your arms. Her hair looks... different. Straight, instead of poofy.
- >You carry her up the stairs to her room, and lay her on her bed.
- >As you exit the room, you hear her start crying again.
- >You descend the stairs and head toward the door.
- >You grab a cupcake on the way out.

