Title:           Pinkiebye
Author:          Slasher_Science
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First Edit:      Saturday 17th of November 2012 04:53:00 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 17th of November 2012 04:53:00 PM CDT

>Day nipples in Ponyville.
>Pinkie Pie has had an ongoing fever for two days.
>Since you're such a good friend, you volunteered to nurse pink ADHD back to her hyper self.
>You sit with her curled up in your lap in her bedroom.
>A thermometer hangs from her mouth and an icepack rests on her head.
>For some reason you're reminded of
>[Urine]
>And [Rainbow Dash]…
>She groans and rolls over onto her back in her sleep.
>Her hooves slowly kick at the air and you notice her nipples are swollen and dark pink.
>"Rub.. my belly Twilight..."
>What is she dreaming about?
>Spaghetti aflowin, you swallow nervously and look around.
>Your hand goes to the hairless area between her swollen nipples.
>"Please... keep going Twilight..."
>You don't even like crotch-titties, obviously being some kind of faggot.
>Why are her nipples swollen anyway?
>So is her tongue... It's poking out of the side of her mouth.
>She had sounded funny when she was awake with her muffled and broken speech.
>What does a pony's mane smell like?
>What does her tail smell like?
>Just a little whiff...
 
 
>Stop.
>You are becoming your most hated enemy.
>If you sniff this pony's mane, you'll be no better than Fluttershy.
>Pinkie wiggles, opens one eye a little and with a dry voice says, "will you... rub my tummy Anon?"
>No fucking way you could say no to that.
>You place your hand back to where it was and give a little scratch.
>She smiles weakly and stretches, "yeah... I like that."
>You run two fingers down the bare area, making sure to avoid the swollen buds and to stop before you enter into a dangerous zone.
>"Oooooooooo..." she makes what you imagine her O Face to be and kisses your other arm.
Uh, alright Pinkie, you should get some rest. I'll be right her-
>"Pull my tail?"
...
Why?
>This is getting out of hand, as usual.
>"It huurtssss." She waves it at you and you get your answer to it's smell.
>New shoe smell...
>Pinkie is weird.
Won't me pulling it make it hurt more?
>She shakes her head and coughs, "when it's sore I usually brush it REALLY hard and it feels better..."
>She bats at your face with the cottoncandy-like tail.
>It wafts a smell to your nose from in between her legs.
Alright Pinkie fine, that's enough!
>You tangle your fingers into the frizzy pink tail and grab ahold.
 
 
>You tug.
>"Ahhhh..." she throws her head back and her tongue shoots out.
>"That's not hard enough... silly... billy."
>You yank again, harder.
>She wails and kicks at the air.
>"Ah... Thanks Anon. One more thing?"
What is it?
>As long as you can make Pinkie Pie feel better...
>Not having her bouncing off the wall was kind of depressing.
>She rubs around one of her swollen nipples above her crotch, "will you milk me?"
>Wut
M-milk you?
>Pinkie gently presses near the nipple and a bit of milk dribbles out...
How is that even...
>Then you notice it.
>Her stomach is more swollen than usual.
Pinkie are you...?
>She gives a lethargic smile and rubs her belly, "I had a great night with a special somep0ny a few months ago in Canterlot..."
You're pregnant?!
>"Six months."
 
 
>You stare in disbelief at her abdomen.
>She nudges your arm with her head, "please Anon? My whole lower body is sore..."
Pinkie I can't-
>She begins tearing up, "I have to do this myself all the time now! I can't ask anyone else, I haven't even told the girls I'm prego yet!"
>Her mane goes flat and she blubbers into your shirt.
>Oh god the feels...
O-okay Pinkie, please stop crying.
>She continues to soak your shirt.
>Holding your breath, you reach down and pinch a pink teet between your fingers.
>"Bingo!" Her tears instantly stop and her mane puffs back out.
>Lactation squirts out over your arms and Pinkie sighs.
>"You can be a little more rough, it feels better that way."
>Well shit...
>You take up the other nipple and kneed slowly into her.
>Her milk squirts up into your face making you freeze.
>She giggles, "whoops!"
>Without thinking your tongue collects some into your mouth.
>It tastes creamy...
Oh god what have I done...
>"Please don't stop, my belly still hurts a little..."
>She gives you her puppy eyes and you break.
>You wipe your face on your sleeve and continue your work, making sure to point her nipples away from you.
>She moans and sits up to lick your arm approvingly.
>It seems like she has an endless supply of milk in those tits...
>And all of that wetness collecting on your pants isn't just from her nipples.
 
 
>Finally the milk slows down to a feeble trickle.
>Your hands, forearms and pants are soaked, but warm.
>Pinkie gives an almighty sigh and looks up at you adoringly.
>"Thanks Anon, I feel much better."
>You look away embarrassed by the strange activity that just took place.
Don't mention it Pinkie...
>She crawls her way up your chest and looks right in your eyes.
>You know that look.
>"Don't worry, you'll get used to it after a few more milkings. I can even make you a yummy milkshake!"
>You lean away from her,
Uh, I don't think so Pinkie. Can't your special s0mepony do that? You know, the one who knocked you up?
>She lunges forward grabbing your face and putting her lips over yours.
>Inhaling a powerful smell of frosting, you fight to get her tongue out of your mouth.
>She backs away, saliva hanging from her lip.
>"He doesn't want to be a daddy... He doesn't like me. You like me though right Anon?"
I uh...
Ah..
Y-yes I do.
>"Good!" She kisses you forcefully again and wiggles her hips onto your restrained erection.
Mff! Hey!
>"Being preggers has made me really... wet." She reaches down and unbuttons your jeans.
Nonono.
>"Come onnnnn, I'm already pregnant, there's no risk!"
>You push her hooves away.
One: I can't get you pregnant anyway, two: I'm not into doing this with ponies, three: you're like my sister!
>"Sister? Ohhhhh so your kinky like that huh?!"
>What the hell happened to her fever?
>She succeeds in popping you out from the hole in your boxers.
>"My body is ready!"
 
 
>Her pussy swallows you hungrily.
>It's wetter than any girl you've been with back home, hotter than a jaccuzi and tighter than your hand can grip.
Unnnngh!
>All resistance is thrown out the window.
>You grab her hips and start plowing into her folds.
>"WOWIE! You're MUCH better than a stallion!"
>You slide your hands to her breasts and press a little more milk out.
>"Mmmmmm...." she bites her bottom lip, the milk running down to where her twat is slamming into your pelvis.
>The wet slapping sounds only help to energize you.
>Body stop!
>Fuck that, it's been way too long since you've gotten laid, and never with a pregnant chick...
>She's a pony!
>HURR
>You flip Pinkie over onto her back and grab her hooves.
>Her whole body shakes in spasm as you bring her to orgasm, slamming into her pussy as hard as possible.
>"A-no-n I-I-I-WOOOOOOOOOOOW!"
>Her eyes roll up, fluid squirting out of her making a sticky mess all over your crotch.
I'm... I'm not done.
 
 
>"Humans- humans have so much... stamina!" Her words sound broken from how hard you're pumping into her.
>You grunt with pleasure and pull out, slapping her clit a few times with your cock to make her squeal.
>Your old girlfriend used to love that.
>You take the head and rub it in slow circles on her nipple.
>"Ooooo..." she pushes her back into the bed and pants.
>Lactation oozes out onto your dick, making it creamy.
>You move up on your knees straddling Pinkie and shove it into her mouth.
>"Mmmf gfff!" Her tongue works like nothing you've ever felt.
>It's very long and can move intricately.
>She wraps it fully around your shaft once and uses the tip to wiggle underneath the head.
Shit!
>Your legs give out and you're pulled out of her mouth with a *pop*.
>"Hehe that was good!"
>You shake it off and lift her on top of you again.
>"Fill me with your Human cum?"
 
 
>You forcefully slam the pink pony back on your cock.
>"Yahhhhhh ah~!"
>Holding her hips, you drive up determined to paint her womb white.
>She grabs your hand and places it in her tail again.
>With a smile you pull hard.
>She whinnys and arches her back.
>Fuck.
>Her insides literally twist around you and pull with all their might.
>You shoot your seed to the back of her walls with an animalistic roar.
>"Humamamamama!" Her eyes cross, her tongue hangs out leaking saliva.
>You have successfully given her the most intense orgasm of her life.
>You see your cream drip out in long tendrils as you pull out.
>Pinkie promptly passes out as soon as her head hits the pillow.
>After catching your breath, you smile and pull her into your chest.
>She's still shaking from her orgasm every so often as you fall asleep with her in your arms.
 
 
>Two weeks later you arrive at Pinkie Pie's house.
>By now, all of Ponyville knows of her pregnancy.
>All of her friends have been supportive, but they have voiced their curiosity as to why Pinkie keeps asking for you.
>Why haven't you answered her pleas?
>Hmmm gee, maybe because you don't want to get betrayed by your dick again and end up cumming in a pregnant, lactating pony?
>But Rainbow Dash and Applejack had pestered you enough to submit and visit Sugar Cube Corner.
>Pinkie had plumped up a little more.
>Her utters...
>Jesus christ she needed a milking.
>After rubbing her eyes to make sure it's you, she jumps into your chest and rides you like a sled outside.
>"YOU CAME BACK!"
Oof! Pinkie! You have to be careful!
>She hops off your chest and ruffles her mane in embarrassment, "Sorry, just excited..."
>You sit up,
Just remember you have a little one on the way.
>She reaches down and rubs a nipple, "I'm backed up..."
Pinkie Pie about last-
>She cuts you off with a deep kiss.
>This infatuation she's grown with you is starting to be a repeat of Fluttershy.
>Speaking of Fluttershy...
 
 
>"NOOOOOOOOOO!"
>Suddenly Pinkie Pie is snatched off of your chest and flown into the air carried by Fluttershy.
>How is she even strong enough to do that?
>She must lift.
>"Fluttershy put me DOWN!" Pinkie wiggles in her hooves.
>"No! Anonymous is mine!" Fluttershy flies higher.
FLUTTERSHY PUT HER DOWN THAT'S DANGEROUS!
>You run along underneath the two.
>Fluttershy ignores you and carries the squirming Pinkie over buildings.
>"Fluttershy, this is fun, but I really need to get back to my boyfrie- Anon!"
>Fluttershy's rage is evident.
STOP! JUST COME DOWN! LOOK OUT FOR THAT-
>Fluttershy's wing hits a flag pole and she's sent spinning through the air.
>Pinkie Pie flies in the opposite direction, "WOOOOOOOOO!"
>You run for her with your arms out.
Nonononononono!
>She screams as she falls, headed right for a large patch of dirt in the middle of town.
>Almost there...
>She'll land right in your hands...
>BAM
>Pinkie lands flat on her stomach and bounces a few feet into the air.
NO!
>When you get to her, she's completely still.
>Blood trickles from her nose.
 
 
>The next day you sit by the hospital bed rubbing Pinkie's hoof as she stares into space, her eyes refusing to produce anymore tears.
>She had just sat there staring for hours.
>She would not bear a filly.
>The doctor said probably not ever again after the impact...
>And there was that twitch she had now from hitting her head.
>Every few minutes, a full-body spasm.
>If you had just been there to catch her...
>This was your fault...
>No...
>It was her.
>Fluttershy.
>You look out the window as the sun rises.
>There is a large carriage outside surrounded by royal guards.
>One pushes Fluttershy inside and closes the door on her.
>She looks up at you through the bars.
>The sadness in her eyes wouldn't bring back Pinkie's filly.
>You look away from her and back to Pinkie who seizes up again.
>You have a feeling you will see her again one day.
 
 
FIN