Title:           Writefag-D - Clothing Taboo Pinkie Pie
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Sunday 6th of April 2014 05:27:28 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 6th of April 2014 05:27:28 PM CDT

>Day 10xx in Equestria
>You are Anon
>And currently, you are sweating and at full mast
>You wonder how things came to this, and if it was already too late for you.
>Thankfuly, you were sitting at a table in the SugarCube Corner and wasn't moving much, with your fingers laced together in front of your face as you leaned in the table, holding up by your elbows.
>It was still fairly early, maybe Nine in the morning, but there were a fair number of ponies out and about, coming in and coming out, buying pastries and talking aloud
>The huge problem, however, was Pinkie Pie.
>The pink mare was just doing her job, walking around with a trail of different pastries atop her own head, going from table to table delivering orders with a smile
>The damn cute smile
>Once again, she trots by you in her way back behind the counter
"Hello again, anonymoose!"
>"H-hey Pink--"
>Fuck, there it is again.
>As Pinkie trots by you, her tail swishes to the sides ever so slightly, first to the right then to the left and then she's gone. You could swear you got the slightest glimpse of her....
>Fuck, no! I was almost rid of you!
>You will never be rid of me, old friend
>Fuck you, boner
>You take a deep breath and pinch your nose bridge
>How did this happen, again? You think deeply for a few seconds, and the only conclusion you can reach is that it started a couple days ago....
>A couple days ago, you were in this very same table
>It was already sunset, and you and the Apples had just finished work at the orchard.
>They said you were welcome as always to have dinner with them, but in that day in particular you had a craving for sweets
>Wishing them a good night, you made your way slowly to the Sugar Cube Corner and crashed in a chair, exhausted.
>Pinkie was there along with the cakes, and imediately jumped at you
>It was then that things had gone awry
"Wooow, with your sweet tooth you could probably chow down some of my special rock candy!"
>You remembered you tried it once and probably gave Colgate the happiest day of her life
"Maybe when I discover how to grow diamond teeth"
>You say it with a smile, and PInkie giggle-snorts
"That would look so silly! Imagine being able to see through your teeth?"
"Actualy, I know how it is"
>Pinkie's ears perk up imediately, and then she lets out a gasp
>You smirk
"What, didn't I tell you?" You ask, taking a bite of a cupcake. "Back on earth some humans grew crystal teeth, they just had to brush their teeth with a special gel. Then the usual teeth fell and the crystal ones grew in their place."
 
"Wow!! That is so super duper totaly cool! What was that gel like? Can you make it? Can I get crystal teeth? I have tried getting rock teeth once - well, more like rock candy teeth - But they didn't last, because...."
>You smile to yourself, munching on what's left of the cupcake with a knowing smirk as Pinkie goes on and on
>Finaly, she frowns slightly and stops, looking at your face
"Wait..."
>She narrows her eyes. You smile wider.
"..."
"..."
>You both explode in laughter at the same time, unable to hold it in any longer
>Pinkie just leans her body on the table and starts laughing and giggle-snorting madly while you have to put your hand in front of your mouth to avoid laughing your cupcake all over the table, leaning back on the chair
"That... Hahahahahaha! You got me good on that one, Nonny!"
 
"I did, didn't I!" You have trouble breathing, swallowing and talking at the same time, but that was just too rich.
>It had became a sort of game between the two of you
>Like most ponies, PInkie didn't know much about earth and you didn't know much about Equestria yourself
>You did explain the concept of April Fool's once, however, and then it became a sort of inside joke to see who can fool the other longer
>Pinkie were fairly easy to fool, but you had to admit she was much more clever than you thought at first with some of the things she made you believe
>To this day, you still don't know how she convinced you that Big Mac had tickl-ish ribs. You were unable to look him in the eye for a week after that, and Pinkie was unable to stop laughing for a week after she saw your attempts at getting a laugh out of him.
"Oh, boy, this never gets old" You finaly manage to swallow your cupcake, smiling at Pinkie
"I know, I know." She giggle-snorts again as you pick up a chocolate bomb.
>You take a bite as you watch her perk up to start talking again
>You hear an audible "sbloosh." noise coming from the sweet
>In slow motion, the other side of the chocolate bomb squeezes out some of the chocolate. It falls on your shirt.
"Crap!" You groan, laying down the chocolate bomb and looking for a napkin
"Owie" Pinkie comments as you try to wipe the chocolate off, but not really making it better. "That shirt took a beating today, sweat AND chocolate. Why don't you take it off?"
"Eh, old habits die hard. This was my favorite shirt back on earth, too" You mumble as you try to clean yourself
"You had a lot?"
>You look at her for a moment, frowning, before remembering that you didn't really explain the clothing part to her before.
"Yeah, pretty much. Humans usualy wear clothes all the time back on earth."
"Really? ALL humans?" She looks at you with wide eyes, as if the very concept was alien.
"Well, not ALL humans, but most...."
"You're just pranking me again!"
"Nah, really."
"Why? They get all sweaty and icky when you have to be out and about all day. And you can't lick the chocolate out of them!"
>You almost wish you could, as you watch the huge mess on your shirt that the chocolate caused. Groaning, you throw the napkin in a nearby trash bin
"True, but there are many reasons, I think. I never thought too hard about it, but I guess some people liked to wear them because of status, some to feel classy, others just found some really comfy clothes....Some so they wouldn't go to prison, I guess it goes from person to person."
>She listens to your explanation with a fair ammount of attention, taking her eyes off you in regular intervals to swipe a sweet from the table and chow down on it.
"Wooow. You humans are complicated. I can't imagine having to wear clothes all day every day like you do, specialy if I had to think up this many reasons for it! I like to wear dresses sometimes because they are super-duper-pretty, but even then sometimes they get in the way of partying! Unless it is a dress made of sweets, but oh, that didn't really work well that one time, so..."
>There she goes again. You go back to your chocolate bomb as Pinkie goes in blabbermouth mode, tuning it off for some moments
>You really liked this shirt, crap.
>Swallowing the rest of the chocolate bomb, you start to tune back in Equestria and realize Pinkie has stopped talking and is staring at you.
"Heloooo? Equestria to Nonny?"
"Ah, sorry." You try to play it cool. "I was, uh, still catching up with your explanation. What was that?"
"I asked what is YOUR reason for wearing clothes nowadays, silly billy!" She pokes at your chest, right where the chocolate fell. "I mean, this can't be comfy ALL the time, and you are the only human in here and my friend, so I'd like to know your reason for wearing it, since you said there were a looooot."
>You frown, thinking a bit.You never really had a greater reason
"Well....I guess it was just social norm or something. That, and not being naked."
"What's wrong with being naked? Everypony's naked around here!"
>There is a pause.
>You knew this, sure, but you never acutally thought about it.
"....Well, I'm not a pony."
"But you aaaaare one of our friends, and you party, eat, work, sleep and stuff just like us!"
"I know, I know. I just, uh...Well, back on earth, and in here too, I kinda..."
>She leans in
"Yeeees?"
".....I get embarassed."
>There is another pause. Pinkie looks straight at you for a moment and you look back at her.
>And then, she giggle-snorts
"Embarassed? But you don't need to be embarassed about this, it's really natural! And since this is noooooot mean ol' earth....I mean, I always wondered what you look like under all that!"
>Pinkie pokes your chest again
"I know, I know. It's just, you know, I don't have fur or a coat so without clothes I just get all exposed. Even the parts that even you ponies hide."
"What parts?"
>What.
>You look back at Pinkie Pie, and she has a genuinely curious look on her face, her head tilted slightly to the side. You raise your eyebrows and lean to the side, looking at her tail and then back at Pinkie's face, waiting for her to get it.
"What...Oh. Oooooooh. OOOH!" Pinkie's eyes go wider with each "ooh" she makes, as the idea finaly sinks in.
"Yeeeah." You nod. "Stallions kinda retract their thing in here and your tail covers your parts, but humans are... exposed and all."
"Aw, that's a bummer. What if I promise not to look?"
"...No." You look away, just the idea making you blush.
"Aw, you're red!"
>You hear Pinkie giggle.
"So just talking about your thing makes you red? What about other ponies'?"
"I, uh, haven't seen any. I don't go looking for it everywhere."
>She smiles widely, as if she just had a great idea
>uh-oh.
 
"What?" You ask warily. You are fond of Pinkie's Plan Face, but not when yo uare on the receiving end.
"Noooothing~" She hops off the chair and walks around the table, then passes by your with a smile.
>You turn your head as much as you can without breaking your neck. Taking your eyes off her would be a mistake, you know it
"I"m juuust thinking that you're embarassed because it is something you don't get to see often..."
"Well, no, it's just....Even when you, well, I see, uh, it...It is supposed to mean, uh. Hm."
>What the fuck, brain.
>You can't think properly right now with Pinkie walking around you in such a slow pace and with that smile. Her smiles are always cute, but that one is cute AND scary.
"Aw, no need to be like that, nonny~ We can drop this if you want." She bats her eyelashes at you, reaching the other side of the table and continuing until she's at your side again.
"Yeah. I mean, sorry if it's rude, it's just, ahn..."
>She giggles again
>You have a bad bad feeling about this.
"It's fine! Really, I'm just having fun! You're too easy, Nonny!" Pinkie laughs at your flustered body language, trotting next to you again. "Ponies are going to start coming in, since it's about time work ends, so I have to go back to work, okay? It was super duper fun talking to you!"
>You breathe, relieved, and smile.
"Same, Pinkie. I guess I'll be going home and taking a shower, then--"
>Before you can finish, Pinkie nuzzles you and hops off to work. You breathe in relief, standing up to get going.
"Oh yeah! Anooon~"
>You make the mistake of looking
>Pinkie's standing in front of the kitchen door, looking back to face you with a kissy face.
>Then, her tail swishes to the sides slightly and your eyes wide as you catch just a glimpse of her marehood, before Pinkie laughs.
"Red again~!" And then she dissapears in the kitchen
>Hello, Anon.
>Fuck you, Boner.
 
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>Sweet Apple Acres
 
"...And now ever since the clothes talk she's been waving her rump at me."
>You take a moment to recover your breath, leaning against the tree you just got done picking the apples from. To your side, Applejack pushes a basket full of Apples away from the tree she had been bucking, listening to your story
"Ah, well, that's certainly ONE way ta go 'bout it" She chuckles. "Ah, Pinkie."
"Yeah, well, I don't know what she wants to prove with it."
"Probably just tryin' ta make you realize it's nothin' important."
>You watch as AJ trots back to one of the trees, frowning. You get back to work as well, but your doubts aren't done.
"Gonna have to be a little more eloquent there, AJ."
"Well, sugarcube, once you've seen a rump you've seen'em all, y'know?" Applejack states bluntly as she bucks a tree. "Pinkie doesn't mind waving hers at you, prolley because it really ain't no big deal."
"Oh, yeah?" You ask, cynical. "Would you wave your ass around to prove a point?"
"Nah."
>Applejack bucks the tree ferociously, and you even wince at the sound. The apples all fall on the basket, and then she shines a grin at you
"But ah'm not Pinkie Pie, am I?"
"Fair enough." You groan. "So, what you think I should do?"
"Sugarcube, either give'er what she wants or just tell her to stop. Pinkie Pie really likes you, y'know? You've been in Equestria for what, almost three years?"
"Something like that."
>She nods, tapping her chin with one hoof as you climb the Apple tree and start picking out the apples.
"Well, and all this time you've been hitting it off like a fish in a lake. We all love Pinkie, Anon, but you're prolley the only one that can actually keep pace with'er the way you do. She wouldn't REALLY do anythin' tah bother you."
>You say nothing as you simply focus on your job for a while. You quickly finish the tree, and then jump off, frowning.
>Applejack was always great at counseling.
"Well, maybe you're right..."
>After that, the work day was pretty standard. Get up, get apples down, get down, repeat. AJ couldn't resist having a hearty laugh at your reaction to Pinkie's teasing, though, and even tried to do the same thing.
>You dropped a basket of apples when you saw her butt being waved at you, and then she was off laughing. Something was weird, though
>You didn't really feel much aside the urge to slap dat ass, maybe a little embarassment but nothing to the levels of Pinkie
>As you make your way back to Ponyvile, you rub your chin, thinking
"Well, I do see her do it every day to kick those trees, so maybe that's it. Either that, or she was right, it's no big deal."
>And fuck you, boner. I won.
>I will be back, Anon....
>Pretty happy about the events of the day as you walk into town, you look at Sugarcube corner. You feel tempted to drop there to grab a cupcake and maybe take off your shirt so Pinkie will stop it, but you're sweaty and most likely stinking
>Shower first, that can wait until tomorrow.
"Heey! Anoon!"
>Or not
>You look back, expecting to see Pinkie waving at you from a window in the kitchen, but you're surprised by the sight of two huge blue eyes at eye level with you.
"GAH!" You take a step back, surprised s Pinkie keeps bouncing in place
"Tee-hee!" She giggle-snorts. "Gotcha! How was work today?"
"It was okay" You reply as your heart slowly goes back to its natural pace. "AJ was a good talk."
"Just a good talk?" Pinkie bats her eyelashes at you. "She works naaaaaked too, you know~ Did she think you were a giant apple? You get red just like one!" She giggles again
"Very funny." You reply with a smirk. "Actually, about the whole clothes thing, you win."
"I win? I win!"
>Pinkie starts to hop in place, happy, even bouncing higher than you. With a huge smile, she stops after a few seconds and looks at you
"What did I win?"
"It really is no big deal, I guess. Here."
>To prove your point, you reach your shirt and pull it over your head. You watch as Pinkie's eyes go wide like plates in surprise and curiosity, and you grin to yourself.
"See? No shirt."
"Oh wow...." She approaches, staring at your bare chest with a mixture of curiosity and some other emotion you can't decipher.
"Okay, so now you can stop doing...that."
"Doing what?" pinkie is too busy poking your belly button with a hoof - it is actually pretty ticklish but you refrain from squirming - to pay attention at first. "Oh...Oh! Wait, you mean..."
>Pinkie looks back at you, smiling. You feel something stir up inside with that smile
>"Wait, I thought that didn't happen anymore?!"
>As you think that, Pinkie hops and spin mid-air, winking at you with her eyes. and shakes her tail and rump at you again
"But it's fun~!"
>You watch as, this time, her tail goes all the way to the side and you get a full on sight of her black marehood.
>The combination of her wink and that is too much.
>I told you I would be back.
>NOT NOW, BONER.
"Ah...hm....Ahn..." You stutter for a moment, caught by surprise. It was never that blunt before, Pinkie usualy just wagged her tail a bit.
"Hahahahaha! You are still red, anon!" Pinkie laughs at you, and you just take a step back.
"I, uh...I gotta go." You spit out. For some reason, now your heart is really racing, and soon you follow suit, turning your back on Pinkie and dashing away.
>Way back there, you hear her voice call out.
"Wha-- Wait! Anon! Nonny! Wait, I didn't mean to--!"
>You tune out, and make a beeline for your house. You have no idea what just happened. You really had no reason to react like this, but it's like something inside your chest had switched places and breathing got hard.
"What...What was that?" You ask yourself as you slam the door of your house shut, without bothering with the lights.
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>As Anon makes his dash away, Pinkie sits there with her eyes wide and a hoof extended in the direction he went
"But...I didn't mean to...." Pinkie says to herself as Anon's figure dissapears. "I was just joking...Oh, ponyfeathers!" Pinkie kicks off a pebble from the ground. "You did it again, Pinkie! You should've learned your lesson with Crankey! Stupid, stupid, stupid!"
>Pinkie hits her hoof on her forehead a few times, pontuating each "stupid!" with a bash. Her mane deflates.
"I'm sorry, Anon..."
 
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"I'm sorry, Pinkie"
>You are Anon
>And currently, you are the stupidest being you have ever known.
>You've been pacing inside your house for hours now, talking to the mirror. You don't know yourself why you ran off like that, Pinkie was just teasing.
>Stupid.
"I'm sorry, Pinkie, I just...."
>No matter how many times you try, you can't seem to come up with an explanation as to why you suddenly decided to be a huge faggot.
>Groaning, you sit down on a chair and puts your head between your hands.
>You wish you knew the reason yourself
"I was scared." You groan, trying to make sense. "Why?"
>You had seen her marehood in its entirety for the first time, now. Just remembering it makes your heart skip a beat and your stomach grow cold at the same time.
>It wasn't a big deal. You had agreed so.
>Why did it feel like it was, then? You recall Pinkie's winkfore, and your heart skips another beat.
"...Is that it?" You groan to yourself. "Fuck, no wonder AJ's didn't do anything for me. It's not the ass, it's the pony..."
 
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"I should've just stopped, Gummy! He asked me to stop but I didn't listen!" Pinkie ranted on as she paced back and forth in her room. "What if he doesn't like me anymore? And just when I thought I was getting him to open up!"
>Sadly, Pinkie flops down and pokes a stray balloon on the ground, her mane almost flat.
"I don't wanna lose him..."
>You are Anon
>And it's time to alpha the fuck up and make right what you fucked up.
>It's almost eight in the morning and you are already making your way to SugarCube Corner.
>You are not letting that stupid reaction the night before take away the pony that's been the best friend you had in this world for the past three years
>You enter the bakery in a hurry, surprising Mrs. Cake behind the counter
"Oh! Hello Anon, good morning..." She says, warily. You had been making a lot of progress on being around ponies without them looking suspicious, but this would be weird anywhere.
" 'morning, Mrs. Cake." You pant, approaching the counter. "Sorry about the hurry, but is Pinkie here? I think I might've upset her yesterday and I want to apologize."
>Imediately you regret spilling the beans like that. Mrs. Cake narrows her eyes at you like only a mother could, and you swallow.
>"Please don't kick me out please don't kick me otu please don't kick me out."
"She's upstairs." Mrs. Cake tells you with a raised eyebrow. "Feel free to go talk to her, I'm glad you decided to apologize, at least. She seemed pretty bummed last night."
>Looking into her eyes, you realize that if you do anything stupid now, that blue mare is going to squash you like a bug.
"Thanks, Mrs. Cake. I can't let her be sad because of something I did."
 
>without mustering the courage to look her in the eye again, you quickly make your way upstairs. You pass by the Cakes' room, and stop in front of Pinkie's closed door. You take a deep breathe.
"I hope this works." You murmur to yourself before knocking. "Pinkie? It's Anon, are you there?"
>Silence. You count to ten, then twenty, and knock again.
"Pinkie?" You feel a tug in your heart at the silence. You sigh, leaning your forehead on the door. "Look, Pinkie, I am sorry I ran away like that yesterday. It took me a while to figure out why I did that myself..."
 
"But I would never do anything to upset you, okay? I would never do it, you are important to me. I think I figured it out, too, so....Can I come in so we can tal--"
>All of a sudden, the door swings open and you feel your abdomen being compressed by a pink blur. You fall back with Pinkie hugging you tight
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you scared or angry or upset or anything that might've made you run away like that, I was just trying to tease, please don't hate me, I"m sorry sorrysorrysoryy sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorry!!"
"P-pinkie--" You mutter through what little breath is left. "Can't...breathe...."
"Sorrysorrysorrysor-- Oh..."
>Pinkie releases your diaphragma and you fill your lungs with sweet, sweet air.
"I....Look, I think there's something I need to explain to you about clothes, too. May I come in?"
"Okay..."
>Pinkie trots back in her room, her mane a bit poofy but still mostly deflated. You follow her into the room. It is full of streamers, balloons, confetti and many party favors everywhere. You make a motion towards the bed and Pinkie sits on it, and you take a seat besides her.
"...Okay, look." You start without really being sure what to say. "...I know it is not a big thing in here, the naked thing. And I know it is stupid of me to be that worked up about somethign so silly, specially after I told you I just wore clothes because of habits, but I forgot one thing."
"Back on earth, at least for me, I always thought I'd only ever see the, y'know, mareparts of someone that I really loved, my special somepony. And I never really stopped thinking that."
"Oh..."
>You see Pinkie's eyes drop a little and her sigh. You can't put your finger on the emotion.
"I see. I'm sorry Anon, I was just teasing. I didn't mean to..."
"It's okay, I didn't tell you before. And, really, I must be a minority, people and some ponies must take this very light."
>There is an awkward pause. A long one, as Pinkie keeps her eyes down and you look around her room
>You feel like you should be able to say something, but nothing comes to mind. At all.
>Finaly, you feel a poke on your ribs, and turn back to see Pinkie smiling softly at you.
"So...You are not mad at me?"
"Of course not!" You turn to her, and bops her nose. "You were the best thing that happened to me ever since I arrived here. And last night when I ran away..."
>This is it.
>It's time.
>You take a deep breath.
"...Was because I didn't want something like that taken lightly..."
"I know, I"m sorry--"
"...Because you are the pony I want to be by my side in that way, and I want these moments to be perfect for you."
>There is a pause.
>Pinkie blinks and looks up to you, her eyes widening by the minute. You smile.
"What...but...Nonny?"
"Pinkie Pie, wanna be my special somepony?"
>She stares at you with those huge blue eyes for a long, long time.
>And then, all of a sudden, her mane poofs back into shape and she lets out a scream of joy, tackling you and hugging you with enough force to crack some ribs.
"YEEEEEEEEES!!"
 
>You are Anon.
>And you are, currently, the luckiest son of a bitch alive, according to yourself.
>In just a minute, you managed to get Pinkie back in her usual self, and now she had tackled you into her bed and was holding you tight enough for you to feel like she was never going to let go
 
"YEEEEEEEES!!"
 
>She nuzzles you, smiling happily. She's got her arms wrapped around your chest and her face is buried in your chest, with the biggest smile. Some tears are slowly forming, staining your shirt but it is totally worth it.
>Her poofy mane tickles your nose, and you just smile and hug her back, petting her her. You sit, the pink pony still wrapped around you.
"Can I just say something?" She asks, her voice muffled by your shirt.
"Go ahead."
>She takes her head out of your chest, and bops her nose against yours.
"I really really really want to know everything about you. I love all my friends, but you are like, the only one that ALWAYS seems to be in good tune with me, and even when I talk really really fast which other ponies have said I do, and that is just amazing, and I ALWAYS have fun with you. LIke, not just make fun; I LOVE making ponies happy and making fun for everybody, even more so because I have fun myself, but--"
"Pinkie." You stop a finger on her mouth, smiling. "Breathe."
"Oh...hehee....Sorry."
>Pinkie smiles bashfully, releasing her grip on you and sitting back at your side.
>She looks down for a moment, gathering her thoughts, but you can see through her fidgeting what she wants.
"Come on."
"Yay!"
>With a cute little squee, Pinkie drops sideways, resting her head on your lap and smiling wildly.
"Okay...so! Whenever I am with you, you are the one making the fun as much as me. I don't get much of that. And even with that, I still don't know as much about you as I want to..."
>Closing her eyes, Pinkie nuzzles her head against your hand.
"But I want to, because just from what I already know, I know you are super duper fantabulous-y amazingsome. Even only knowing what I know, I know I do want to be with you, you know?"
>You can't help but chuckle.
"Of course I do. I feel the same. Where do you want to start?"
"Weeeeell.....Two things." She smiles. "We have to go on a date, of course! And then I'll throw a huuuuuuge party because it will be the bestest best bestie-best date EVER!" Pinkie says, throwing her arms around you again.
"Deal!" You reply, laughing as you hug her back. "What's the second?"
>Pinkie keeps smiling
>But it's not her usual smile. She smiles widely, as if she just had a great idea.
>uh-oh.
>You remember that smile
>It is the one that started it all.
"Well, the second thing is....I still haven't seen you properly without theeeese....." Pinkie coos, batting playfully at your sleeve.
>This horse.
"You really don't forget anything, do you?"
"Not about you. I don't forget anything about my friends, and now you can be sure I will NEVER NEVER forget anything about you!" She nuzzles you again, going back to cute mode, but looking back at you with a raised eyebrow. "Soooo~ Let me see what's behind curtain number two~"
>You smile, rubbing her belly. Pinkie squirms slightly, giggling.
"Okay..." You say, slowly moving your hands toward your belt buckle and undoing it.
>Pinkie hops back, watching you intently as you take off your pants, leaving only your underwear. She hops from the bed, taking a look at your legs, giving them small pokes with curiosity, slowly making her way, touching up towards your thighs.
>I see you are not complaining now.
>No, boner. It would be unfair.
>Thank you, Anon. It's good to be home.
"That's not aaaaaall~" Pinkie coos, looking at your underwear with a half-made tent.
>You are about to comply, but instead, she takes the lead. Moving her head up towards your waist, she bites the elastic of your underwear and carefuly yanks it down.
>You're now completely exposed, and with Pinkie's hot breath on anon Jr., fully erect.
"It's pretty..." She comments, smiling and approaching her snout. "I wonder if..."
"Pinkie Pie? Anon?"
>Knocks on the door
>SHIT
>ABORT, ABORT
>I can't let you do that, Anon.
>NOT NOW, BONER.
>Imediately, Pinkie's eyes go wide and she jumps back as Mrs. Cake's voice comes from out of the door. You open your mouth in a terrified but silent scream and shove your boner down his cotton prison.
"Under the bed!" Pinkie hisses
"No, out of the window!" You mutter in panic. "Wait, no, she knows I'm her--!"
>With another small knock you heard the doorknob turn.
>No time to hesitate.
>No time to hesitate.
>Without missing a beat, you do the first thing that comes to your mind and snatch your pants from the ground, crouches on the bed and jump forward and to the side as the door opens.
>Pinkie watches almost in slow motion as you fly through the air, pulling your pants up. The door opens, and Mrs. Cake walks in with a frown, seeing only Pinkie on the bed.
"Pinkie, where is--"
>The loud crash of your landing stops her words. The blue mare looks to the side with wide eyes
>You landed in a huge pile of empty balloons and confetti, and currently half your body is buried by streamers
>Your pants are also pulled up
>Great succes.jpg
"Hey Mrs. Cake." You say, with the calmest voice you can muster
"Whaa...." Mrs. Cake looks at you flabbergasted. "What is going on here?"
"Anon was helping me catch Gummy!"
>Pinkie hops off the bed and joins in the act as naturaly as breathing. You miss no beat
"yeah. The little thing bit off my belt." You clean your throat. "I saw him here last time."
"....Oookay." Mrs. Cake takes a moment to stare at you before going back on track. Apparently, living with Pinkie Pie gave her a filter against oddities. "So are you two well? Pinkie, do you feel better now?"
"Yes!" Pinkie Pie bounces up and down, smiling. "Anon is the bestest best friend ever, it was just a misunderstanding! We are going on a date later!"
"You....What?" Mrs. Cake blinks, looking from Pinkie to you.
>You smile sheepishly
"Just to make sure it's all in good terms."
>You feel Mrs. Cake glare on you for many seconds, and then she looks back at Pinkie, who just nods, smiling happily.
>Mrs. Cake sighs.
"Well, okay then....Still, Pinkie, we are already open, so..."
"Oh yeah! No worries Mrs. Cake, I will be there in a hop, a skip and a jump!" Pinkie assures her. With another look to you, Mrs. Cake trots out of the room
>You sigh in relief
"That was a liiiiiiittle too close for comfort."
>Pinkie giggle snorts at you
"Yeah, but it was fun! You were all ZOOOOOOOOOOOSH through the air, and then all KABLA-MO on the party favors! Oooh, wait, you think you can fit in the party cannon?"
>Pinkie's smile gets a bit too big for comfort
>You make a mental note to never tell her about human cannonbal shows
"Probably not" You say, standing up. "Guess we'll have to finish this later"
"Yup! After our date! But now I have to work, so you better go down as well and get some breakfast"
>With a smile, Pinkie hops over to you and tackles your chest, wrapping you in another hug.
"See you later, okay Nonny?"
"Sure, Pinkie" You smile, petting her mane.
>Pinkie lets go of you and trots out of the room while you buckle your belt again
"Oh yeah, Anooooon~"
>What.
>You look over her again. Pinkie is standing in front of the door, her back turned to you. And then with a sly smile, she turns back and blows a kiss at you, and lifts her tail, wagging her rump
>Your eyes wide as this time you get the truly perfect shot of her light black parts. And then she winks at you. In both ways.
"Juuust for you. Because you still get red~" She cooes before trotting away
>You stand there flabbergasted and wipes some sweat off your brow.
>You can't win this, Anon.
>I know, boner. I give up on this. You win
>I know.
 
>hours later, Sweet Apple Acres
"...And now we're going on a date later!"
>You push a huge basket of apples towards many others with Applejack by your side, pushing her own basket
>You were doing your best work in three years today, as the hype of having a date with Pinkie didn't really wear off, and instead just got more intense
>Applejack by your side chuckles and you quickly go towards another tree and leap into it to start collecting the apples on that one
"Ah'm happy for you sugarcube, you have no idea!" She says as she moves to buck another one. "Haven't seen you that hyper before"
"I know!" You reply, happily. "Everything feels so clearer right now. And better. Muuuch better."
>Applejack chuckles at your enthusiasm, obviously enjoying how lively you are.
"So, where's that date gonna go?"
"Well, obviously it is....uh......It will..."
>You pause
>You didn't really think about it.
"....I didn't really think about that. I was just thinking about what to wear, really, Rarity made me some pretty nic--"
"Still with the clothes thing, Anon?" Applejack rolls her eyes at you "Ah thought we had moved past all tha'?"
>You shrug, jumping off your tree.
"I don't even remember what was the clothing's place on all this by now, really."
"Well, sugarcube, jsut don't go 'round making more misunderstandings."
"Pff, relax AJ. What could possibly go wrong?"
 
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>You are anon, and you are currently expecting everything to go wrong.
>It seemed pretty simple and jsut fun in the day, but as the night approaches, you pace around your house in a paranoid stroll.
>Your best social clothing is already on, and you have to admit Rarity is a wizard with fabric, it is incredibly comfy, but you're still paranoid
>What if there's something weird with wearing clothes after that talk?
>What if she winking at your before was a signal that you should drop those altogether?
>What if...
"Shit!"
>You look at your watch.
"I'm late!"
>The dash from your house to sugarcube corner took less time than expected
>Surprisingly enough, you are not even out of breath or sweaty; the work at the Sweet Apple Acres got you in shape, after all
>Still, you stop in front of the door to the bakery to regain your breath
"Okay, Anon." You mutter to yourself. "It's time to be a man."
>You straighten up
>You raise your fist, ready to knock
>However, before you can manage to do anything, you feel confetti fall on your head, and a loud "POP" going off behind you
"AAAAAH!"
"Hahahaha! Gotcha!"
>That horse.
>You turn around, your heart still beating fast
>You see Pinkie laughing and giggling, the remains of the party favor still on her mouth
>How she is still holding it while laughing, you can't seen to understand
"You're late!" She says cheerily, boping you in the nose. "I was waiting!"
"Sorry, I was getting ready. It is complicated" You say, chuckling. "Many things involved."
"Ooooh, really? Like what? Do you meditate on a pole for hours like Zecora to make sure you're all perfectly hyper duper focused on the best way to have a great date? Were you trying to build your own party canon--"
"I was actually saving up energy, if a human stays up at night like I plan to do today without taking care, we turn into pumpkins by midnight." You say, very matter-of-factly. "Last time I didn't save up enough energy, I woke up with orange hair"
"Woooooooooah! That'd look really cool, I have seen ponies with orange manes before and they were all super pretty, kinda like Applejack's coat but longer and--"
>You smirk as she keeps ranting. She stops, finaly, and look back at you
>There is a beat.
>And then you two burst out laughing
"I can't believe you fell for that! It is the worst one yet!"
"What? I LIKE orange!" Pinkie says as she giggle snorts
>You both laugh until you run out of breath
>Pinkie then nuzzles you, smiling.
"So let's go? I have just the place!"
>Turns out the date wasn't what you were expecting.
>Pinkie paced herself to keep up with you, standing really close to you and nuzzling your leg affectionately often, and more than once you scooped her up to rub her belly.
>When that happened, she would jsut touch her nose with yours and smile
>You just talked about a lot of stuff. She said she wanted to know you, and she meant it - Many questions about your own personal opinions on many things, from cupcake frosting to traveling to parties to mythical creatures to pastries.
>You talked and walked through the night, with PInkie leading the way as both of you walked out of ponyville.
"Wait, where are we going?"
"No spoilers!" Pinkie says. "Also, brr, chilly. Good thing you're wearing your clothes. NOW it makes sense, you know!"
"Told ya." You chuckle.
>You keep walking, and eventualy Pinkie goes off the road and starts hopping up a small hill. Surprised, you follow her.
>She keeps going up. It's not a bad hike or anything, it's just slightly inclined. Many trees are spread around the hill, and soon you can't really see the road.
>Pinkie waits for you at the top, waving with a huge smile. At the top there is a single tree in the middle of a clearing, surrounded on the other sides by many other trees
>Up above, you see the biggest stars you had ever seen. It's like that small clearing was a window to the heavens
"Wow." You mutter.
"This is one of the best places to come at night around! Twilight showed it to me once when we went about seeing stars. It's kinda lonely, but since you're here, it is the best!"
>You smile, sitting besides her, resting your back against the tree.
>Pinkie nuzzles your chest, resting against you.
>You run your hand through her poofy many slowly, looking at the stars in silence for a while. Pinkie keeps fidgeting, hugging you in different ways and nuzzling, but it is still the quietest you've seen her.
"Anon?"
"Yes?"
>You turn your head back to her, and are slightly surprised when yo usee her bright blue eyes only inches away from yours.
>And then you feel a quick peck on your lips, and Pinkie giggles, pulling back.
>And then she gives you another one, and another, and another. Every little kiss is punctuated by a small giggle and sometimes a snort, as if she's having the time of her life.
>You can't help it at all. You start chuckling as well while trying to kiss her back, but her kisses are too fast for you. After some moments, both of you are a giggling mess.
>When you finaly run out of breath and stop trying to outpace her, Pinkie kisses your nose, smiling. She's spread over you, wrapping your chest in a hug
"Thank you!" She says. "I have always wanted to do this, but I didn't really had anypony that I wanted to do this with before. I'm glad it is with you." Pinkie says, nuzzling you. "And...Well!"
>Before you can say anything, she kisses you again, this time a deep, long one.
>You feel a curious sensation , and slowly realize its her hooves batting at your shirt, trying to put it aside. Almost without thinking, you undo the buttons to help her, without breaking the kiss.
>You are very welcome, Boner.
"Just let's enjoy this, okay?" Pinkie says, breaking the kiss for a moment and nuzzling you. "I already know what I need to to know you are who I want to do *this* with."
>Without missing a beat, Pinkie starts to kiss you again. She gives you a peck on the lips, then on the chin, neck, collarbone, chest...
"Pinkie..." You start, only to have a hoof tap your mouth in a small "na-na-na" motion. You smile and decide to let her do what she wants.
>Pinkie giggles when she reaches your belly button, but doesn't lose much time.
"You said you take off your clothes to be with your special somepony, right? So..."
>She looks up to you. Her eyes are wide, full of expectancy and...reluctance?
"...So can I take them off?"
>You don't believe how adorable she is. Her eyes, big and bright, staring right at you as if she wasn't sure you loved her yet.
"Yes. You are and will always be my special somepony."
>With a small squee, both of you fall silent. Pinkie fiddles with your belt buckle and somehow gets it off flawlessly, unzipping your flyer with her teeth, followed closely by your underwear
>Surprising no one, you are already erect. She giggles, running her hoof over your lenght with a smile, feeling it properly
>It is just light enough for it to send a shiver down your spine, all the way from the bottom to the tip.
"Somepony's happy to see me~"
>her warm breath is close. Holy shit, she's going to make you want to finish without even touching you
>As if sensing how much the teasing was doing, Pinkie giggles and takes you in her mouth
>Her tongue swirls around all of your cock, sllopily and hungrily. It's like she's sucking on a lollipop, alternating between licking and sucking in a messy carefree way
>She gives special attention to the head, rubbing her tongue against it and suckling at the very tip, focusing all her attention on there
>A groan quickly comes out of your throat at her messy technique. What she doesn't have in skill or finesse she certainly makes up for in eagerness and enthusiasm
"Tastes good~" She mutters with your cock inside her mouth, vibrating your rod in a bizarrely arousing way. She giggles again, unwrapping her lips from your dick to take a breathe, and then diving right back in, this time focusing on the lower parts
>Pinkie kisses the base, feeling you twitch and trying to wrap her lips and her tongue around the base of your member, moaning happily, sending more vibrations through your cock with each sound
>Holy fuck, this is amazing. You groan loudly again - It is perfect, she is unskilled enough to make you not want to cum too fast, but enthusiastic enough for every minute to feel amazing nonetheless
>You feel yourself twitching, a single thought beyond the daze: you love this mare.
>And as such, you can't let her do all the work.
"Wait..." You groan, making Pinkie stop her assault on your member. She stops moving, with your cock shoved inside her mouth and looks up to you with her bright blue eyes
"What is i....Eep!"
>Without giving her chance to react, you learn forward and grab two handfuls of her firm plot,digging your hands into the soft surface before wrapping your hands around her waist and turning PInkie over, bringing her rear to your chest
>The smell of cotton candy and sweet hits you like a breeze as you see her black maregina right in front of your face, already wet, slowly dripping in your chest
"A-anon, what...." Pinkie mutters, feeling your breath tickle her marehood. You see her wink by reflex.
>Without missing a bit you lean your head and and give her a long like. Pinkie lets out a moan, still with her mouth inches away from your cock, which makes you throb once. In response, you lick her once again, enticing another moan.
>Damn, she's sensitive.
>While you focus on eating her out, Pinkie shivers amidst the pleasure and the reaches again towards your cock, simply hungrily taking it all in her mouth.
>Bobbing her head up and down twice for every lap of your tongue on her marehood, Pinkie's side gets even messier. Your nostrils and tongue are filled with the scent of sweets and your cock is enveloped by a warm and moist mess.
"nnnooonn" Pinkie moans loudly with a muffled voice as you pick up the pace even more, and you can feel her whole body twitching. With little to no warning, you feel your tongue be clamped down on as Pinkie climaxes over your face and chest, moaning and whining with your penis still in her mouth, sending more and more vibrations until you are pushed over the edge as well
>The next minutes are a thick fog of breathlessness, her body going limp and sweaty against yours, and laying on the grass
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>You slowly start to recover your senses
>You are laying with your back on the grass, and a spectacle of stars stare back at you in the night sky.
"Wha..." You mutter, blinked.
>You realize two things
>One, you probably only doozed off for thirthy minutes
>Two, there is a pony laying on you.
>Somehow, you and pinkie switched away from the 69 position and now the pink pony was hugging your, her head laying on your chest in a snuggly comfort, even if messy.
>Her eyes flutter open, and she yawns, looking drowzily at you.
>There is a pause. You can feel her heart beating.
"...Aw, bummer." She groans, still a bit off due to the intense orgasm. "I wanted to go all the way....Sorry, Nonny, but it was just so good I--"
>Her eyes look down, dissapointed in herself.
>Oh, hell no.
"Pinkie?" You call out softly, enough for her to look up, and then you wrap your arms around her and scoop her up more for a kiss.
>Her eyes go wide for a moment, before you break the kiss.
"Best night of my life."
"....Awwww, shucks..." She smiles widely, snuggling against you. "Mine too. And it's not because of what we did. It was good, but it was because it was with you!"
>You laugh and kiss her again.
>You and PInkie stay like that for the rest of the night. As much as you could easily get excited again, neither felt like having actual sex again. Pinkie's body was apparently much more sensitive than you could have expected.
>And in any case, you didn't want to waste the night doing that. The stars were beautiful.
"I love you."
>But not nearly as beautiful as the pony cuddling with you. Pinkie smiles at her worlds, nuzzling closer.
"I love you too, Nonny. Hey, look...A shooting star!"
"Where?"
"There, silly!" She raises one hoof and points to the sky, amidst a huge ammount of stars. You are slightly surprised by the sudden enthusiasm, as you are yourself still a bit out of breath.
>Still, that is Pinkie Pie for you.
>And you smile.
>After all, it's Pinkie Pie.
 
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>Three days later, Sugar Cube Corner.
 
"Cooooooooooomin' right up!"
 
>You barely had time to sit down before the usual zaps to your table in a pink blur. A bluberry muffin and a sandwich, with a mug of juice, as always.
>And following it all, a lightning-fast peck on the lips by your favorite pony.
>It's barely seven-thirty.
"You've been getting here pretty early, nonnymoose!" Pinkie says, booping your nose with her own. "I thought you liked to sleep in until nine!"
"I do..." You yawn, covering up your mouth. "But at nine the place's busy, there aren't many ponies around at this time. So I get to have breakfast with you."
"Awwwwwwwww, you're the best-bestest-best special somepony" Pinkie giggles. "But Applejack said you shouldn't be falling asleep at work like that again or she'll have you grinding the apples for cider"
"Pfff, what does she know about sleep? That pony is an owl." You comment, taking a sip of your juice.
>Pinkie Pie taps her chin, thinking deeply about what you just said.
"Now that I think about it, her farm IS the place where a lot of things become other things. There is a frogorange living in the pool there! And Fluttershy became a bat that one time, and then that Flim-Flam Brothers machine turned good cider in bad cider. Anon, you might be on to something! Applejack is actually Owlplejack!"
"Of course I'm on to something! I'm a psychic, didn't I tell you?"
>You and PInkie laugh loudly at the banter, and then she boops your nose again.
"You're losing your touch, Nonny. I'm not going to fall for any of these if you don't step it up."
"I haven't even begun, Pinkie. I do know a secret, though."
>You lower your voice, leaning forward with a suddenly serious expression.
>Pinkie Pie blinks, making a curious face and leaning in
"A seeeeeecret? A super duper hyper secret?"
"Not that much. Wanna know what is it?" You ask, smiling. Pinkie nods, looking around to scan for other ponies. You do the same, and then make a motion for her to lean in closer.
"I heard..."
>You make a dramatic pause. Pinkie's eyes grow wide in anticipation, and you smirk.
"...That I got two tickets for the circus coming over next week."
>To seal the deal, you give her a quick peck on the lips. PInkie blinks, surprised as you lean back with a victorious smirk and bite off you muffin.
>One, two, three.
"THE CIRCUS? AAAAAAAAAAWESOME!"
>Pinkie's Pie joy-shout probably woke up half the neighborhood, but you just laugh as she hugs you tight.
"Best secret ever!"
"Yup! So is that a yes for a second date?"
"Yuppity-yup-yup!" Pinkie nuzzles you. "Thanks, Nonny!"
>You smile
"You're welcome, Pinkie."
In a bolt of happiness, Pinkie Pie starts bouncing around. You resume eating your breakfast as she goes behind the counter the moment a pony enters the bakery again.
"Oh, anooon~ Talking about secrets~"
>What.
>You look over to see Pinkie wink at you, as the pony drowzily looks for a table.
>Her tail swishes to the side again.
"I heard you doesn't get used to this~"
>Hello, Anon.
>Good morning, boner.
"Haha! You're red~" Pinkie giggle snorts. In a flash, she trots over again, giving you a peck on the lips, and then hops off again.
>You lean back on the chair.
>You wonder for a moment how it came to this.
>Well, it doesn't really matter.
>After that sight, you are just glad you have your clothes on.