>Anon slowly closes the door, hoping not to disturb anypony in the house
>A sharp "ahem" breaks any hopes of that
>"Where have you been, Anon?"
>Anonymous's mind raced
>Shitshitshitshitshit
>"Tell me, Anonymous."
>Things just became serious
>Pinkie only ever calls Anon Anonymous when she means business
>Buisness usually led to pain of some kind
>Anon loved his dear waifu with all his heart, and he hoped she loved him like she did in the beginning
>"Well?"
>She was getting impatient
>"You were out with that two-bit Whore in her box, weren't you?"
>Anon had visited that homeless pony. After all, she seemed so helpless
"M-Maybe I did. I j-just wanted t-to help her out..."
>Wrong choice of words
>Here came the projectiles
>A cookie sheet
>Frosting bag
>Flour bag
>All missing by mere inches, thank Celestia
>"Why don't you love me anymore, Nonny? I thought you loved me."
>She was approaching now
>Anon's balls shriveled in fear, they were usually her first target
>Of course, Anon was correct
>He dropped to the floor of Sugarcube Corner, testicles feeling as if they'd exploded
>"I thought I told you to keep away from her, Nonny."
>She never lost her trademark bounce or the excitement in her voice during these spats
>Maybe she felt lenient, because in a moment's time, Anon had an ice bag on his crotch
>"Promise me you won't see her anymore."
"O-okay, Pinkie. Sorry."
>She hapilly bounced away, stating "get those bad boys back into shape, you'll need them for tonight."
>Oh, how Anon loves his Pinkie
>Fast forward several hours
>The swelling in Anon's balls had gone down
>But something else swelled in him
>Pinkie was busy working with the leg restraints
>Anon's wrists were already secured to the bed
>This made everything else worth it
>Since coming to Equestria, Anon finally felt safe, like this was somewhere he belonged
>Pinkie finished with the leg restraints
>After attempting to wooo Rarity (who was already in a loving relationship with her "pincushion" Spike), Anon tried his luck with Pinkie
>And boy, did he hit the jackpot
>"Alrighty, Nonny, are you ready?"
>Anon nodded, and Pinkie secured a bit gag in his mouth
>"Oki doki, Loki! You're in my control now!"
>And Anon wouldn't want it any other way
>Oh, how Anon loves his Pinkie