Living with Spaghetti Sparkle 5
 
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>you're laying in bed with Twilight after another round of slime sex
>it's been three days since Twilight used her sexy slime spell
>every day between then and now has been a haze of tomato soup spoon-feeding time and passionate slime sex time
>Twilight is less and less crazy about the slime sex every night because her pleasure is directly proportional to the amount of seed you can produce
>you can't generate the amount of cum she needs to have a fulfilling experience
>if she would leave you unsexed for more than two hours at a time, this might not be a problem
>alas... estrus is a powerful thing
>she's also not crazy about having to remove your semen from her jelly body
>you suggested that she just pour it back into her mareparts after she transforms back into regular Twilight
>she said that's no good because it's cold and she likes it when it's, "boiling hot"
>you then advised her to microwave it
>she laughed at you like you were crazy and told you that since it wouldn't be your own body heat warming the cum up, it would be worthless
>you DID stick your dick in crazy
>cute crazy
>MAGIC crazy
 
>you wondered why she was keeping your semen if she wasn't going to do anything with it
>since she's your fiancee, you didn't hesitate to ask why and she told you that she's saving it so that she can put it BACK inside you so that when you CAN have normal sex you'll have a huge load
>interesting
>you remembered your pineapple sized balls from over a month ago and shuddered at the thought
>no... no that will not do
>you'll figure it out in the morning
>it's bed-time now
 
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>you wake up in the middle of the night to Twilight's sobs
What the? Twilight, what's wrong!?
>Twi:"Anon!"
>she hugs you
>Twi:"I had *sniff* a terrible nightmare! I dreamed that... that I couldn't change back from jelly-me... and I... I died because I fell into a sewer and washed away and then I was a ghost and then I saw that you had moved on from my death and then you got married to another mare and then some tigers came and then--"
>you kiss her to make her shut up
>Twi:"*sniff*"
>you pull away and stroke her hair
You don't have to be jelly-you anymore.
>Twi:"B-but!"
In fact, I don't want you to be jelly-you anymore.
>Twi:"But I want to make you feel good!"
Shh shh shh shh. Let's not play. You need to make YOU feel good. Right? You're not doing this for me.
>Twi:"*sigh*Yeah..."
It's okay. I can understand that. I mean, when Rai--uhhh...
>wow, that was close, you were about to mention your ex-special somepony, Rainbow Dash
Um. I mean... I know what it's like for mares in heat.
>Twi:"But your a human man. Humans don't even go through estrus."
I uhh... read a book about it.
>Twi:"Oh! That makes sense!"
So yeah! I know what it's like for you. You need to feel bred, right?
>she nods
So far, none of the stuff we've done has done the trick?
>she nods
I'm sorry, we can't have sex now.
>Twi:"*sigh* I know... I don't want to reopen the wound or anything..."
You're just going to have to wait. I'll be ready to... breed you... in just over two weeks.
>Twi:"B-but..."
Hmm?
>Twi:"But... I really wanted to show you what estrus-me could feel like. Mares like me... we're different when we're in estrus. I wanted to show you..."
>she blushes
>Twi:"I wanted to show you a preview of the Twilight you'll eventually...
>she looks away
>Twi:"... you'll eventually... knock up?"
 
>you don't know what to say
>instead, you push her over and give her a belly rub
>Twi:"Stop! You're b-being cruel! *giggle*"
How's that?
>Twi:"I'm t-talking about g-getting pregnant and you rub my belly! Oh~ yeah right there... that's where our little angel will be~ *giggle* It's not fairrr! I want to rut you NOW! STOP TEASING ME!"
>you stop
Twilight... you know we're not compatible. Don't get your hopes up for foals.
>Twi:"I'm a genius. I can figure it out!"
I haven't seen you work on science in... years? Yeah, years.
>Twi:"That will have to change, huh?"
It might keep your mind off of sex for a while.
>Twi:"I don't think that's physically possible."
 
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>today's the day
>you're at the apex of the recovery process
>your cursed wound will hurt the most today since the natural healing process is lifting the curse
>it hurts like someone jammed a pinecone through your intestines
>you feel like you have to throw up because of the pain
>you furiously nudge your sleepy fiancee
Twilight! TWILIGHT! I NEED TO--
>and now you've made a mess
>at least most of it was tomato soup
>easy coming up
>the bad news is that it's all over Twilight
>she's awake now
>her eyes are wide
Urp. I'm *huff* *huff* I'm so sorry *urp* *gulp* Twi...
>Twi:"I'll get you a bucket."
>her horn glows and materializes a bucket from thin air
>the vomit evaporates from the bed and from your mouth
>she leaves behind the fresh taste and smell of spearmint
>she leans you back into bed, tucks you in, and wipes up your sweaty brow
>before she gallops off to get you breakfast, she kisses you on the cheek
>you could get used to this treatment
 
 
>she returns with tomato soup
>again
Hey, do we have anything less... tomato?
>Twi:"It said in my books that this is the optimal sick food for young primates."
I'm not a young primate
>Twi:"Well, you're a stud to me~"
Why do you make me blush so much purple horse?
>Twi:"Why do you make me so hot... um... monkeyman?
I don't know. Why do you find me physically attractive?
>Twi:"I... I don't really know! To be honest it... felt really natural?"
>weird
>then again, this is Twilight Sparkle we're dealing with
>however, that doesn't account for all of the other hot-and-bothered mares out there
>it really is a mystery
>Twi:"Eat your soup."
Nuh uh!
>she catches the playful nature of your refusal and responds in kind,
>Twi:"Eat ittt... I have medicine here for the paaain~ NO EXCUSES!"
Gimmie the tomato soups! All of them!
 
>the drugs haven't kicked in yet
>they're supposed to make you really high
>you don't feel any pain right now
>that's good
>Rarity is supposed to come over to hang out with Twilight
>they're going to discuss wedding things a little bit
>you gave Twilight full reign over the wedding ceremony
>what's the worst that could happen?
>Naruto themed wedding
>Okay, what's the worst thing that would get under Rarity's radar?
>nothing, she's OCD like Twilight
>oh god
>you have a feeling things could get rough
>a clash between an immovable object and an unstoppable force seems eminent
>you start sweating
>why are you freaking out?
>you're paranoid
>why?
>Twi:"Anon? Are you okay?
>...
>Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!
 
>Twilight says some bullshit you can't understand and trots off in a murky haze
>you're alone in Twilight's-- no-- your room
>a book starts gliding around the room, flapping it's pages to fly
>it has bat fangs
>it's so hilarious to you and you don't know why
>you're not laughing, just staring at the books floating around
>your stomach is calm, your wound is numb, and your jimmies are eternal
>one of the floating books makes a bird noise
>now you can't stop laughing
 
>a purple blob enters your bedroom with another purple blob with white on it
>as they speak to you, they come more into focus
>PONY!
>MORE PONIES!
>OH GOSH! IT'S YOUR FIANCEE!
>you gesticulate that you want a hug
>you can't speak right now, the floating books will steal your voice in their magic pages
>you're not scared of that though, they'll give you back your voice if you complete the twelve trials
>you're too lazy for that though, so you refrain from speaking
>Twilight is more than happy to hug you
>it's the best thing ever
>it's like you're orgasming at her touch
>she smells great, like lilacs covered in sex
>this is your fiancee? You're lucky, man!
You're... you're such a... purple smart horse...
>oh no! you talked!
>you blink twelve times to regain your speech
>easy peasy
 
>as Twilgiht pulls away from the hug, it feels like your heart is being ripped out
GYAA! No! Twi! Purple berple! I need!
>she tucks you in real tight so you can't escape
>oh no
>Rarity is a vampire
>you saw it
>she flashed her fangs at you when your purple protector wasn't looking
>you're too scared to scream
>you're trapped in your quilted prison, unable to avoid being bitten
>Twilight trots away from you so that she can talk with her OBVIOUSLY undead friend
>Rarity pulls out a big green hat and puts it on to show off
>of course she needs that hat, it's to protect from the sun
>why are you grinning?
>are there tears running down your face?
 
~~~END PART 5~~~