>"Howdy, Anon! How ya holdin' up after yesterday?" She grins
"Heh. Don't remind me, I've already puked my guts out once today, would be a shame if I were to do so again all over your apple stand"
>"Heh. Point taken, sugarcube. Say, I've got a hard day of applebuckin' ahead of me after market hours are over. D'yall think you could come over later and maybe help me unwind a bit?"
>That was surprisingly direct
>Like, what the fuck
>Well, you are a god amongst ponies, with your superpower of fingers, but this is the first time she's been this eager
>Maybe it's pseudoscience, but you remember hearing that females were generally attracted to males with mates
>Maybe she had some sort of sixth sense that you'd gotten a waifu?
>Fuck if you knew
"Hm? Oh, sure, I'll see if I can arrange my schedule so I've got some time for that. I'll see ya then."
>You wave goodbye to Applejack and head to Sugarcube Corner
>You need to get your blood sugar back up
>And make sure Pinkie's still there and not assimilated
>Paranoia, what's that?
>Ah, well, you're probably worrying too much
>Enter Sugarcube corner
>Bell rings
>"Hiya, Nonny! I'll be right with you, I just need to take these cupcakes out of the oven!" Pinkie exclaims in her wonderfully over-the-top way, peeking out from the kitchen
>You head over to the counter and look over what's good
>Oh man, so many awesome pastries
>And candy
>Hm
>As you're thinking, a pink blur pops up in front of you and solidifies into pony shape
>"There! Now what can I do ya for, nonon?"
>Her smile is so fucking radiant
>Her eyes so full of life
>And yet, you could never be with her
>Not with Thing hanging over your shoulder.
>...
>No, Anon.
"Ah, I dunno, Pank, it all looks so good. Scoop together some good stuff in a surprise bag?"
>"Okey Dokey Lokey!" She grins and does as told, humming some sort of pinkie-ish song
>"That'll be five bits~!"
>You pay the mare and take the bag
>"Come back any time!"
"Haha, I will, don't you worry, my sweet tooth is far too severe not to."
>You head back home
>You would go and talk to some more of the mane six, but you've already taken enough liberties in leaving Thing at home for this long
>You finally get home
>Put down the groceries
>Head upstairs
>Thing is sitting on the bed
>Holding a pillow tight in her...
>Claws
>Tears running down her eyes
>Oh dear
>You may have been a bit of a dummy
>"A-anon? W-where were you??"
"I was out, buying some food. I was getting hungry. But I left a note by the stairs, I figured you'd find and read that. I'm sorry, Thing."
>She leaps from the bed and runs to you, nuzzling your waist/crotch area
>Then sniffs the bag of sweets you still have in your hand
>"Ooh, what's that, Anon?"
>You grin
"Oh, I just picked up some stuff from Sugarcube Corner. I'm too fond of sugary treats."
>"Would it be fair to say you like sweet things?" She asks and bats her eyelashes at you
>Then lets out a small laugh
>You join in
"Sure."
>You take out two strawberry cupcakes
>Then an idea springs to mind
>You hold out one in front of Thing's mouth
"Figured it'd be romantic to feed y-"
>Before you can say much more, her throat and jaw open up, like the Gaping Dragon, and her wet, slick, toothed ponyflesh envelops your hand
>You freeze up, tense as all fuck
>The flesh, which coincidentally, feels exactly like her vagina, slowly slides down your arm, dragging the cupcake out of your hand
>You feel a pulling sensation, like Thing wants more than just cupcakes
>Your arm is getting pulled into her with amazing suction
"Thing!"
>She doesn't seem to be listening
>Her flesh stretches back up your arm
>It stops now and then
>Seems like it's...
>Tasting you
"Thing! For the love of Celestia!"
>You try and use your other arm for leverage to push away from her
>Dumb idea
>Her flesh reshapes itself to take in your other arm as well.
>Her pony shape falls away
>She becomes a mass of weird tentacles, eyes and teeth
>With a pony head morphing out of the top of her
"Thi-hi-hi-hiing, this isn't funny anymore!"
>The head finally pays attention to you
>"Aww. Sorry, Anon, didn't mean to scare you, I just got caught up in the situation, is all."
>Her voice is a choir of several voices blended together, but it slowly steadies to normal
>She lets you go and morphs back into a pony
>You curl up in the fetal position, rocking back and forth
>"Anon, are you alright?" She sounds concerned
>You lightly shake your head
>I'm sorry, Anon. I'm not sure what I can do to make it up to you."
>She trots over and licks your hand, then lays down by you
>She seems to be trying to make herself as small and non-threatening as possible
>It's kind of working
>You're focusing on her face
>Smiling
>Kind-looking
>Suddenly, a tentacle offers you a cupcake
>You jump like the first time you played that one overhyped jumpscare game
>But you accept the cupcake after you've had your mini heart attack
>It tastes really good
>You eventually finish it
>Another little while passes by where she's being very affectionate, but also trying not to trigger you
>Eventually, you trust her enough to pet her again
"H-heh. You must think I'm kind of beta pussy, right?"
>"Not at all. I just...forgot that you have different limits from me. And like I said, I got caught up."
"Is...is it likely you'll do that again?"