- The following takes place between Sweet as Sugar (http://pastebin.com/3ttDPZ2G) and Under Pressure (http://pastebin.com/QBpa4grZ)
- >You haven't seen Pinkie Pie since yesterday.
- >You'd say this is a good thing.
- >Partially because she'd probably end up freaking out on you.
- >And also because you don't think you could live with yourself had you saw her.
- >You wander through Ponyville, trying to get some fresh air.
- >It's a beautiful day.
- >The sun is shining.
- >The wind is blowing.
- >Birds are birding.
- >You catch a whiff of something that smells delicious and absently follow it.
- >As the smell gets stronger, your mouth begins to water.
- >Finally, you find the source.
- >A plate on a windowsill.
- >And those are... oh, ok, that makes sense.
- >You turn around but you hear a voice from the window behind you.
- >"Hey, Anonymous! Wanna come inside for some muffins?"
- >You smile.
- "Sure, Derpy."
- ----
- >You step inside her tiny house.
- >You've been friends with Derpy for a while now, but you'd never seen her home.
- >It's pretty messy.
- >Picture frames on the walls are all crooked.
- >And the walls themselves seem to be covered in cracks.
- >As you're wondering why, Derpy awkwardly flies by you and into the kitchen, bumping into the wall on the way.
- >Ah. That'd explain it.
- >She has the muffins laid out on the table as you enter the kitchen.
- >"Help yourself!" She exclaims, doing the same herself.
- >You grab one. Still nice and warm.
- >Taking a bite is ecstasy. Absolutely delicious.
- "Mmm! These are fantastic!"
- >Derpy giggles with a slight blush. "Glad you like them!"
- >She seems nervous.
- >"Are they... better than Pinkie's cupcakes?"
- "Well, that wouldn't be fair of me to say. After all, I've always preferred muffins."
- >She seems delighted at the news, and gives you a hug.
- >Wow.
- >She's pretty soft...
- ----
- >You awkwardly return her embrace.
- >You slowly run your hands down her back.
- >Lower.
- >Lower...
- >"A-anonymous!?"
- >In her shock she stops flapping her wings, but you grab her, holding her up.
- "Shhh."
- >You kiss her briefly, but she breaks free.
- >"Stop it, Anonymous!"
- >She tries to fly, but you grab her hind leg.
- >You slam her on her back onto the table, crushing the muffins.
- >As you drop your pants, she beings to cry.
- >"Not you too, Anonymous! Not you too! I thought you were different!"
- ----
- >You pull the squirming pegasus closer to you.
- >"No! Let me go, Anon! We can still be friends!"
- >You slowly inch yourself inside Derpy.
- >"Nooo why why? Why me!?"
- >You pick up speed, thrusting inside the crying pony.
- >You run your hand across her shuddering chest.
- >My god she's soft.
- >You put too much weight on her.
- >You hear a cracking sound and her shoddy table collapses.
- >Derpy takes the opportunity to attempt to fly away, but you grab her out of the air again and pull her down in front of you.
- >She lands on all fours.
- >You grab her hips and take her from behind this time.
- >She seems to have given up protesting and just cries.
- >You feel yourself getting closer and closer until you release inside her.
- >Satisfied, you pull out.
- >You redress and head for the door.
- >"Why Anonymous?"
- >You stop.
- >"Why does this always happen to me? Nobody likes me because of the way I am, and all the stallions make me do dirty things with them."
- >She breaks down crying again.
- >"Why can't I just have a friend?"
- >You stand there silent for a few moments.
- >Then without a word, you open the door and leave.
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Hurt (3): Fresh From the Oven (WARNING: Contains rape)
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