>Pinkie Pie took being transformed into a stallion pretty well. Even gave her..himself a new name. Bubble Berry.
>You still called him Pinkie Pie though, old habits die hard.
>Pinkie was a flirt, no two ways about it, but the added testosterone made him more forward.
>Today, you sit at a stool in a bar, and take lazy sips of your drink.
>For the past hour, Pinkie has been trying to get you to go home with him, or your place, he didn't really care.
>"But Anon, if you close your eyes really tight, and I make my voice really high, you wont know the difference!" Pinkie says as he swirls in his rotating stool.
"Sorry, but I just cant bring myself, I would still know."
>"Pleeeeasssse?"
"No."
>"That's so mean Anon! Only liking me because of my mare bits!"
>He leans on your shoulder, and wraps his hooves around your neck, with a soft, and gentle tone, he says "See? This close you cant tell what gender I am. Don't I smell soft, and pleasant like a mare?"
>He was right, he had a light, cotton candy like smell to his mane, that wasn't offensive, or strong.
"That doesn't matter."
>He brings his left hoof down, and begins to rub your thigh, "And don't I feel soft like a mare?" with his mouth close to your ear, he gently blows on your neck, "and don't we all have hot breath?"
>You close your eyes, and wince at how aroused he is making you.
>"Anon."
"No Pinkie, I'm not interested."
>He runs his hoof to your crotch, and gently plays with the pitched tent sticking out, "You must be like Pinocchio, because something grew when you lied~"
"God damn it Pinkie."
>"Ha! I knew it! You do find me attractive~"
"Pinkie, it was just stimulation, nothing more. Now stop it, or I'll call the cops for sexual harrasment."
>"Go ahead Anon, call the cops, they cant un-snuggle you~"
>He brings you into a hug, and begins to nuzzle your neck as he giggles.
>You push him off the stool, and he crashes to the ground.
>Getting up, you walk away as he picks himself up, "K Anon! Your place it is!"
"God."
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