So there was a part tres, but I never pastebin’d it. Fluttershy threw some brine up in her, pickled me, and I was in quite a pickle.
>Day you are the jar.
>You are now Fluttershy, and you’ve finally done it. Picklehead is in love with you.
>You hadn’t expected his fetish to be unbirthing, but you were willing to do anything for his love.
>After you had poured the brine in (his favorite), he had quit struggling, and acted his part.
>At first you had no idea what to do, but everyp0ny just assumed you were pregnant, so it all worked out.
>Today, after waking up and checking on picklehead, you had set off towards Twilight’s.
>She wanted to hear all the juicy details of your ‘pregnancy’, and you were happy to oblige.
>You knock on the door, and immediately get ushered inside by Twi.
You are now Twilight, and you’re pissed at Fluttershy.
>P0ny should’ve taken a carriage.
”You really shouldn’t be on your hooves Fluttershy!”
>Fluttershy sighs, and sinks into a couch.
 >“It’s nothing really, it’s not like I’m goi-“
>She stops, grabs her stomach, and falls off the couch.
>You jump up and rush to her side.
>“What’s wrong? Is the baby coming?”
>”N-no, it’s not.” She groans, and gets on all fours again.
>”I think I’m going to be si- BLEAUGH!”
>Fluttershy’s mouth stretch’s, and picklehead slowly slides out of her, along with about a gallon of brine.
>He stands up, his clothes tattered, and burning away due to Fluttershy’s stomach acid.
>He shakes his head, and turns towards Twilight.
“Where am I, and how long was I gone?”
>Twilight steps back, shocked by his sudden appearance, but are able to stutter out.
 
“Fluttershy has been pregnant for 8 months, and really started to show about 3 weeks ago. She came over here to discuss the pregnancy so far. What in Equestria were you doing in there?”
>He grimaces, and shoves his hand down his rapidly deteriorating pants, and pulls out a large cucumber.
>He smiles, and turns towards the door. “Totally worth it!”
>As he walks outside, what remained of his clothes finally evaporated, leaving him stark naked.
>As he staggers down the street, Lyra walks by, takes one look, and passes out.
>You sigh, shut the door, and go to the bathroom.
>You’re going to need two guns for this one.