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"Pinkie, stop."
>Pinkie laughed as she jumped around, bubbly.
>"Come on, anon! Lighten up!"
>She bounced around.
>Ponies around started glancing at you.
>You displayed an embarrassed grin.
>The grin hiding your anger.
>She jumped up infront of you.
>"Come on, ANON-"
>SLAP!
>Tears fill her eyes as she looks at you, surprised.>she begins to cry and slides away while whispering sorry in a tearful voice
>the next day
>you walk to sugarcube corner to get some food, you feel awful about yesterday
>ponka walks in and starts being her usual annoying self when she see's you
>her eyes go wide and she panics and slowly backs into the corner and waits for you to leave
>you want to go apologize
>you walk towards her and she see's you and backs farther into the corner
>you can see how nervous she is
"h-hi a-anon... i-im so sorry about yesterdaypleasedonthitme"
>holy shit. this ponys hot when shes scared...>pinkie i need to talk to you.. in private.
>she looks terrified, tail between her legs as she walks with you behind the restaurant
>she holds her head low and looks up at you with those beautiful scared eyes
>shes shaking with fear
a-anon are you going to hit me again..?
>you smile
>no pinkie i just want to talk to you, im sorry for slapping you. that was really inappropriate of me.
>she smiles and begins jumping around
>fuck
>you grab her and hold her down
>pinkie i swear to god if you dont stop being so annoying i will put a brick in a pillowcase and beat you with it.
>she looks scared again
>my god, you could scare the shit out of this pony all day
a-anon im sorry, i just cant stay calm some times.
>you get an idea
>hey pinkie why don't you come over tonight. i know what will calm you down
>she smiles
really? what is it?
>you'll see when you come over
 
~later at night~
 
>you here a knock and you finish setting up your bong and weed and such
hey anon!
>hey pinkie, come in
>she trots in
>come sit down
>she sits and hums a tune
>you grab her by her front legs and flip her onto her back
anon hat are you doing?
>shut it, you annoying little bitch
>she begins to get nervous
a-anon i should go, i-
>you kiss her and immediately start rubbing her pussy
>she struggles and looks absolutely horrified
>she tries to scream but you cover her mouth with your hand
>you unzip your pants and stick it in
HMMMMHHMFFF
>she struggles, desperately trying too escape, just wishing too go home
>you keep going and she begins to cry and gives up struggling>You stomp your feverish thrusting and look at the tear-ridden face of the pony
>A grin crosses your face as the thoughts of your sick actions here go through your mind
What's wrong Pinkie, I thought you liked to have fun? Now why don't you stop crying...now.
>She takes a big gulp as she tries to suck up the tear streaming down her face
Now, do you think you can be a good little pony and keep your mouth shut?
>"mmhmm" she mumbles through your hand as she nods her head
>You slowly pull your hand off her mouth
>"HEEELLL-" She barely gets out before you are silencing her again
Oh no Pinkie,you should've have done that. Do you know what happens to little ponies that break the rules and try to scream?
>The look on her face becomes one of sheer terror
>You pull out and move your body up to were your dick now sits inches from her face
Since you can't seem to keep your mouth shut, I'll just have to keep it shut for you.
>You remove your hand, not giving her even a second to breathe before ramming your dick into her mouth
>You hold her head in place against the couch as you pump in and out of her mouth
>Her tears are coming down at an unbelievable level
Hey Pinkie, you like icing right?
>She gives you look of both confusion and horror
>You begin to cum with what feels like the biggest load of your life
>You pull out just as the last couple squirts come out
>You look down at the now cum covered pony, defeated, too broken to say anything>You look at soiled pony
>Another wicked idea crosses your mind as a wicked mind as a grin takes form
You know Pinkie
>Her eyes move to now look at you
This was a lot of fun. But I don't think it's right, I mean, just one of us coming...
>You stand up, Pinkie remains motionless on the couch
>You grab her by the haunches and begin to move her into position
>She makes no attempt to resist
There we go, now relax Pinkie, the fun's just beginning
>You move your hand between her thighs, her pink slit within inches of your face
>You go to move your mouth to cover her plump and warm pussy
>"Anon no-" She barely whimpers out before catching herself
>Your eyes jet upwards, to see her slamming her hoofs against her mouth, afraid of the punishment for speaking
Oh wow Pinkie, You're learning. Now...
>You force your mouth onto her plump pussy mound
>Your hungry tongue immediately licking every fold
>Pinkie lets out a yelp, obviously surprised by the sudden attack on her marehood
>While you know she is still afraid and shocked at her current predicament, you begin to notice something
>Heat, and juices. Pinkies body has betrayed her
>You remove your mouth for a second to see she is pouring juices from her pussy
Oh wow Pinkie, looks like you're enjoying my little treat
>The look on her face, one of both shame and embarrassment
>She's enjoying it, and she hates that
>You return to your sweet treat, this time with a vengeance
>After only seconds, she's whimpering and moaning, biting her lip with an intensity she may bight straight through it
>She's getting close, but she's fighting it
>You focus on her nothing but her clit, giving it everything you've got
>Her breathing is becoming labored, she's about to cum
>You pull back, stopping her dead in her tracks
>"A-anon, p-p-please, fin-" she says, her cheeks a deep crimson from the uncompleted orgasm
Oh no Pinkie, then the fun would be over, and I know how much you love fun
>"Anon p-please, I-I...I'm so close"
Oh don't worry Pinkie, you'll get your turn, but we've got one more thing to do
>You grab the pony by her sides, rolling her on her stomach
>You grab her tail and pull it aside, revealing the small pink anus
>You line your dick up with the small pink orifice
>"No Anon! I poop fro-AHH" she yells out as you thrust into her tight ass
>You begin wildly pumping away at her, the sound of your skins smacking against each other taking over
>She yelps with each thrust, in both pain and pleasure
Pinkie, you're making too much noise, do I need to do something about that?
>"I'm sorry Anon, it's just, thishurtsbutitfeelsgoodtooandi-" you stop her mid sentence, grabbing her head and forcing it into the couch
>You continue pumping away at her, her yelps now muffled
>You begin to feel it, that feeling in your loins
>You decide to let her finish with you, finish in both pain and pleasure
>You reach down to her dripping pussy, finding her clit just begging for attention
>You begin to rub feverishly as you pump even harder than before
>"oh, Oh, OHH!" You hear her yell through the cushions
>You pull just in time as you spray a load even greater than the last all over the pony
>You release the pony as she rolls over to her side, worn out and tired
>You look down at her face, her tears pouring like Niagara, she hates herself for enjoying it
Aw, what's wrong Pinkie? I'm smiling, I thought you love to see your friends smile.
>She glances at you for only a second, eyes filled with sorrow
>Her fur and mane is soggy, covered in a mix of your juices and her own
Tell you what, I'm gonna get some water, don't you move now
>You return to find the pony has passed out from exhaustion
>You begin to think for a second, there's still one place you haven't cum inside yet
>You go over and roll the unconscious pony to her back
>You stick your dick in her pussy, still hot from your previous activities
>It doesn't take long for you to release one final load in to her pussy
>You take a moment to look at the ravened pony, soiled both inside and out
>You stick your hands under her, wrapping her in your arms
>You walk her upstairs and wash her off in your tub, making sure to clean everything
>You use this pony shampoo you have to buy
>Shits the most girly scent in the world, but it's the only shampoo they have
>She remains asleep the whole time
>You put her in one of your larger shirts and tuck her into your bed
 
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>Pinkie wakes up the next morning, confused to where she's at
>You enter, a tray of food in your hands
Good morning Pinkie!
>"Anon! No! Please don't hurt me again. And what am I doing in your room!?" She begins to panic
Pinkie, calm down. Don't you remember, you came over last night, we discussed what happened the other day, I apologized, and then we had a couple things of cider and had a good time chatting and playing games, just you and me. I thought it was kinda special.
>"Then, then, why am I in your bed? Wearing your shirt?"
There was a bad storm so I offered to let you stay. I of course, being a gentleman, let you take my bed while I slept on the couch. Do you really not remember this?
>She looks for a moment, searching through her mind, trying hard to remember. To believe that her memories are wrong.
>A minute passes of silence before she finally looks up at you, now sitting on the edge of the bed with your tray.
Are you OK Pinkie?
>"Y-yeah" she giggles slightly "I guess I just had a few too many last night"
>You put her arm around her, bring the tray with you
What's got you so upset?
>She takes on a look of sorrow, before quickly replacing it with a look of hope
>"N-nothing Anon, just a bad dream. Thank you for the breakfast"
Oh no problem Pinkie, anything for my favorite pony
>She smiles, blushing
>She finishes the breakfast before departing, waving good bye to you before cheerfully jumping off in her way
>You close the door, as a fiendish grin crosses your face
 
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