“Uggg… What… Happened…”
 
There was nothing but the warmth of the sun on the fur and the red glow of radiation that leaked into her retina.  Blossomforth stirred on the lip of a sizable crater, a secluded open field and scattered trees where she loved to fly to and practice her contortion hobby in privacy.
 
Bloss slowly sat up on her haunches and cracked open her eyes letting the light blast in.   She squinted in confusion of the crater in front of her, softly smoking from a recent impact.
 
What had happened?  She had to retrace her steps.  She was practicing her backbending, a skill she was immensely proud of.  She was getting quite close to a headsit, a coveted contortionist achievement when she vaguely remembered seeing a bright light in the corner of her eye.  What came next she would have thought was a dream if there was not a crater in front of her.
 
She remembered being paralyzed on the ground after an overwhelming wave of pain that suddenly cut short. She could not feel anything and she could not move any muscles except for one eye.  She could not see out of her left eye for some reason.  Some dust landed in her eye but her eyelid was gone.  Her eye suddenly focused on a spherical obsidian meteorite not far from where she lay.  It seemed to be fractured and cracked from the impact.  Her vision was fading, she was slipping into unconsciousness.  Suddenly the rock melted into what looked like liquid mercury which flowed with shocking acceleration right at her!  What was left of her adrenal glands suddenly injected her with a powerful dose of adrenaline.  She tried to scream, she tried to move.  The river of shiny metallic liquid leaped towards her eye and everything turned black.
 
Blossomforth shivered.  The memory matched the crater in front of her but her body was in pristine condition.  In fact, she felt great.  What could have caused such a vivid hallucination?  It must have been the shock of a meteor crashing right next to her.
 
She also vaguely remembered forgetting her own name and-  Blossomfoth blushed.  How could she be thinking about that at a time like this?  She knew anon’s secret, she had spied him practicing contortion stretches through the window.  He was so cute trying that when she was so much better.  She could be a good teacher and they could do some assisted stretching.  Anon probably had such an interesting DNA structure being an alien an-  Where did that thought come from?
 
You know what?  Thinking about all of this can drive a pony crazy!  Blossomforth was feeling great, so she was going to finish her stretching routine and ponder the mysteries of the universe when she got home and that was that!
 
Blossom stood on four hooves and began to lift her right hind leg to the sky in an active stretch(https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2013/1/3/200700.png).  She always loved doing this stretch.  She could feel the lips of her pussy slowly spread apart as her thighs spread apart and her pelvis tilted.  Active stretching without support from her front hooves required muscle control which caused blood to rush to her thigh area right near her flower making it very tender and red.  Bloss thought she was at her limit when her hind legs formed a 180 degree angle(https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2012/12/19/187629.png), one hoof on the ground, one pointing to directly upward, and her pelvis tilted vertically, but curiously she was able to continue.  Blossomforth grinned, today was going to be a good day!  She would get to work on her active stretching oversplit, using only the power of her muscles to make the stretch!  That mysterious crater was not going to get her down!  She continued to spread her legs, mare fluid began to drip slowly from her snatch as she stretched her pussy even further apart.  Her spine and pelvis began to twist to compensate as her legs formed a 225 degree angle!  At this point Bloss had the tinniest feeling that something might be wrong.  She should not be able to so easily stretch like this.  However, she was too excited and aroused to stop.  She went for the 270 and her leg easily obliged.  At this point her pelvis was almost upside down and her pussy was pointing to the sky!  She was starting to get worried, anything after 270 degrees required the hip joints to be dislocated.  She could get injured if she pushed harder!  But that was the thing, she was not supporting the legs, her front hooves, or wings.  She was not pushing her legs, she was active stretching therefore there is no need to worry about pushing too far.  Her legs were doing this without being supported!  This was impossible, no pony had ever done this before without a controlled dislocation to the hip joints and supporting the leg.
 
“I must be dreaming.”
 
She sighed in disappointment.  She had, had such dreams before but none were so lifelike and real!  Well if this is a dream, she would make the most of it.  She pushed her hoof all the way down to the floor.  Her legs were now at a 360 degree angle(http://i.imgur.com/WGIoco6.png).  Her pelvis was inverted 180 from its usual position, her spine and torso twisting to compensate, and her front hooves were still on the ground.  If you were to look from behind her, her anus would be sitting above her tail, her vagina above her anus, and her crotchboobs above her vagina.  Her pussy was pointed directly upward, a fountain of mare cum splashing out, too much to be real.
 
She turned her neck and saw her slippery cunt winking at her.  She wanted so much to explore her pussy but she couldn’t reach.
 
“Wait, I can!  I’m dreaming!”
 
She squealed with glee as her neck began to lengthen and her head hovered above her spread pussy.
 
“Wow, this is so weird! I’m like a stretchy giraffe!”
 
She shrugged her shoulders which were now far away from her head.
 
“What to do?”
 
Blossomforth was no slacker contortionist when it came to frontbending but she was not as far as she liked to be.  Recently she had gotten her tongue to lick her clitoris but it was always a struggle.  But now that her head was hovering effortlessly over her sticky, pulsating, flowing, cartoonishly spread vag she was at a loss of ideas.  So she blew a raspberry into her vag.
 
“PFFFFFFFTTTTT-hi!-hi!-hi!-hi!  Man that tickles!  Hmm, I wonder…  Well, why the heck not!”
 
She stuck her tongue out but it just kept coming out like a long snake, she licked her clitoris tenderly and then she decided it was a better idea for her clit become a tentacle and wrestle her tongue.  Her clit emerged sinuously like a tentacle from her folds.
 
“One, two, three, four, I declare a tentacle war!”
 
Her tongue and clit twisted together like two halves of a DNA molecule and wrestled.  She shuddered, tracing the length of the clit with her tongue.  She retracted her tongue and the clit followed, she suckled it.  She gasped and caught her breath.
 
“Woah there!  Can’t be orgasming too soon!”
 
The clit went back into her pulsating folds.  Then she forked the tongue like a snake.
 
“SSSSSSSS, I’m a snake hi-hi!”
 
Then each of the tongue forks turned into a large tentacle like horse penis and she plunged one deep into her snatch and the other skinny one into her tight patuttie.  Her eyes watered as her forked penis tongue/tentacle went to work on her orifices and slowly expanded.  She could wriggle the sensitive penises that explored inside her vagina and anus and feel the pre-cum dribbling out.  The marecum started flowing like a river and she could feel her wriggling penises begin to build up cum.  She started breathing deeply out of her open mouth. She started moaning and closed her eyes.  Unbeknownst to Bloss, extra mouths began to sprout all over her body panting and moaning with steam coming from her mouthes.  She began moaning louder, almost screaming as she got closer to a climax.  Random appendages, teeth, claws, giant twitching hairy spider legs, eyeballs, slimy tentacles, insectoid torsos, hooves, hair and other random types of pulsating or twitching organic mass began sprouting out of her like plants in a time lapse film.
 
Her private parts exploded with a mix of sexual fluids and she subconsciously expanded her insides to hold it.
 
“*GASP* *gasp* -gasp.  I’m not dreaming am I?”
 
“Nope” said one of her mouths as she thought the same thing.
 
“Thought so.”
 
Well this is quite a pickl- wait, what?  Bloss slowly opened her eyes.  What met her eyes was the most horrible monster she could ever imagine.  Her eyes widened, her tentacle penises became flaccid, her sphincter clenched, she took a deep breath but her lung capacity kept expanding.
 
 
 
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The most terrifying sound to ever impose itself on Equestira left the horrifyingly mutated face of the one once named Blossomforth.
 
This eldritch abomination was not Blossomforth.  No, it was horrifyingly ugly, it was the entity that defied logic, sanity, and entropy.
 
This is Thingpone.