>"Welcome to Sugarcube Corner! See anything you like?"
>>26438013
nope, not really
>>26438013
I have a girlfriend pls stay back
>>26438013
Milkshakes.
>>26438013
I don't see any hoovesbut you're my waifu so I'll make an exception.
>>26438013
Pinkie for the love of Celestia wear a better work shirt! One that actually requires you to wear a bra!
>>26438059
This.
>>26438013
Muh dick.
>>26438013
....i am sorry
i would like these eyes i just lost in them,Can you find me a guide to get to your heart
>>26438013
Excuse me
>>26438013
Your boobs...
Uh, I-I mean... Milkshakes! Yeah, that's it. Milkshakes, h-ha ha...
>*sheepish grin*
>>26438013
I'll take those Pinkie's Pies right here.
>>26438013
Can I have some vegetables? Pussy is my favorite vegeta- oh okay that's a dick.
>>26438013
"What's a petit four?"
>>26438013
Why are you talking to my dick?
>>26438013
"I'm looking right at it"
>>26438013
>Be 12 year old anon
>You stare at Pinkie.
>Ever since Sugar Cube Corner changed the work dress code, lots of boys have been entering the sweet shop.
>Your friends decided to drag you along to see what they described as, "nearly naked girls".
>You highly doubt that though.
>You're pretty sure that nobody would stoop so low.
>Then again you're a twelve year old that probably never went to Hooters in his life and was raised by a very tight family.
>You then enter the building.
>You then see the busty 16 year old.
>She then leans forward to you.
>Exposing a small view.
>"Welcome to Sugarcube Corner! See anything you like?"
>You stare in awe as you see the top view of her breasts.
>They're so big.
>You're friends then bring you back into reality, as they order a table to eat here.
>You continue to stare at your hostess as she leads you towards your table and gives you your menus.
>"Alright, what would you like to order?"
>>26438758
hello
>>26438644
Yeeees! More!
>>26438774
>>26438013
>In the human world, Sugarcube Corner is a strip club where Pinkie bartends
>>26438644
MOAR
>>26438644
>You then look at your menu for a bit.
>You see an assortment of pies and cakes within the menu.
>You can't get the hostess out of your mind though.
>You lower your menu.
>You then see the hostess.
>She's giving you a look of want.
>"Hello Nonny.", she said in a sexy tone.
>"How are you doing?"
>You then give out a bunch of mumbles not even able to give out a single sentence.
>"I noticed that you liked what I was wearing."
>Again you gave out nothing but mumbles.
>"How about I show you a bit more,"
>She then begins taking her pants off revealing her black panties.
>You stare in awe as she revealing more of herself.
>"Hey Nonny.... guess what?"
>"I'm not wearing a bra."
>She then starts to unbutton her shirt.
>You continue staring.
>Your eyes growing bigger.
>You then start drooling.
>You then feel someone bumping your shoulder.
>"Dude your drooling!"
>Rumble bumps your shoulder again to get your attention.
>You then finally snap out of your fantasy.
>You notice that you are no longer viewing a naked hostess.
>"Dude", Button exclaim, "You've been staring off into space for about, 3 minutes. You broke my record."
>"She's going to come back soon to get our orders.", Rumble explained.
>The pink haired hostess then returns to you.
>"Hi everyone!", she called, "I'll be taking your orders."
>"I'll have a chestnut pie", Button ordered.
>"I'll have a strawberry shortcake.", Rumble ordered.
>"OK, that's one chestnut pie and one strawberry shortcake", the pink hostess said as she wrote them on her notepad.
>She then leans towards you again showing off her bossum.
>"So what do you want little one?"
"Boobies!!!"
>You scream.
>You then cover your mouth knowing what you just said.
>She then stares at you.
>You're probably fucked.
>>26438013
I'll have the cleavage. I mean, what he's having.
>>26439007
>shota Anon and friends
This needs to happen more, shit's cute. Plus, Rumble seems kind of like my old friend from elementary that I haven't seen in decades.
I'm sad now.
>tfw I'll never be 12 yo again and have chill friends.
>tfw friends won't drag me to a child friend(lier) version of Hooters where a older, hot, waitresses will /ss/ with me
>tfw every perverse action she does is just a result of my prepubescent mind comprehending my desires as image an ass out of myself.
Why live /mlp/?
>>26439007
>Your best friends just stare at you.
>Refusing to believe you ordered for the hot hostess's huge breasts.
>The pink haired hostess just stares at you for a bit.
>"So two milkshakes."
>She then writes down on her notepad.
"Uh, yeah... T-two milkshakes."
>"Okie Dokie Lokie! I'll be right back with your order."
>She then bounces away.
>You also examine that her breasts were bouncing wildly as well.
>Proving one thing in your fantasy to be true.
>Your friends then continue to stare at you.
>Rumble was the first to speak.
>"Dude..... What the fuck?!"
>You then take your gaze away from the hostess.
"What?"
>"You asked a girl that's older than you to expose her breasts to you!!", Button explained.
>"You don't just do that!! At least not immediately!!", Rumble continued,
>"At least pay her first.", Button suggested.
>You then give an excited look.
"Wait they actually do that?!"
>The two of them just stare at you then at each other.
>"Do they do that Rumble?", Button asked.
>"I don't know you made the suggestion.", Rumble said.
>"You have been here more times than I have. You know this place more than me.", Button argued.
>"That's because my brother used to work here. Well my brother mentioned he did have sex a few times here, but he worked here before the dress code change.", Rumble explained.
"Well can I do it now?!"
>"I'm not sure.", Rumble explained.
>You then pull out your wallet.
>You start to count your money.
"OK! I got $20 as of right now. Minus the milk shakes, it's $5 remaining."
>You then look desperately at your friends.
"Um.... Can I borrow $20 from one of you?"
>"Well Button does owe you $10 for that game he wanted.", Rumble suggested,
>"Oh come on!!", Button exclaimed, "I'll pay you back! But not right now, mostly because all the money I have right now is just enough for the pie."
"Jerk! What about you Rumble?"
"Look Anon I know your desperate," Rumble explained, "but do you really want to spend money just to see a pair of breasts?"
>>26439284
>but do you really want to spend money just to see a pair of breasts
>mfw this is what I do at least once a month
>>26439284
>"Look Anon I know your desperate," Rumble explained, "but do you really want to spend money just to see a pair of breasts?"
>from a twelve-year-old
Immersion fucking broken.
>>26438013
Is Pinkie supposed to be the front women at a brothel?
>>26438013
Yeah.
The sandals. Lose them.
>>26439284
>You then take Rumble's advice to heart.
>You start to feel ashamed of yourself.
>You shouldn't use money just to fulfill your lust.
>You should wait patiently an-
>You then hear Rumble laughing
>"Nah I'm just fucking with you Anon.", Rumble said as he was laughing, "Of course I'll help you with this. Hell I'll even pay for myself to see a pair."
>"What about me?", Button asked eagerly.
>"Sorry but I only have enough for me and Anon?", Rumble said.
>"Oh come on! I only have enough for the pie!", Button whined.
"Well you shouldn't have ordered the most expensive thing on the menu."
>"What if I exchange my pie for one of your milkshakes?", Button suggested.
"That would work."
>"OK! So we have our plan.", Rumble said as he huddled everyone around
"Let's eat our sweets, wait patiently, and ask politely as possible."
>You then break the huddle and wait for your food.
>The pink haired hostess then brings your food.
>As suggested Button exchanges his pie for one of your milkshakes.
>As you are drinking your milkshake, you can't help but imagining that you are actually sucking on one of the pink hostess's breast.
>You never thought you would have that much of a perverted mind.
>But it's there.
>And you're enjoying it.
>You then finish your milk shake off.
>You then wait patiently for the hostess to return.
>You can't wait to see her expose her breasts to you.
>If it's even possible for you to.
>You then start to wonder what would happen if you guys were wrong.
>They would probably call your parents.
>Then you would probably receive a long beating.
>Here's hoping you are right though.
>The hostess then returns to pick up the dishes.
>She places a piece of paper on your table.
>"I hope you enjoyed your super duper delicious desserts." she said with a huge amount of enthusiasm, "Is there anything else I can do for you?"
>This is it!
"Actually... there is one more thing you can do."
>"What is it?", she asked curiously.
"C-..can you show us your breasts?"
>>26438644
>Be 12 year old Anon
I already like where this is going.
>>26439644
>The pink hostess then stare at you for a bit.
>"So you want more milk shakes."
"N-no ma'me. I really want to see your breasts."
>"Technically it's we.", Rumble added.
>She then continues to stare at you.
"W-we have the money."
>You then show her your money, along with Button and Rumble showing off their money as well.
"W-we'll pay you a lot!"
>The pink hostess just looks at all your money.
>She thinks for a bit.
>"I guess....", she considers, "I can show you a small peek."
>All three of you speak in unison in excitement.
"Really?!"
>"Sure!", she says, "I just came here and I really need the money."
>You then grab Rumble and Button.
"Please tell me this is really happening!! PLEASE!!"
>"DUDE!! IT'S REALLY HAPPENING!!", your two friends screamed in unison.
>The pink hostess then leans towards the three of you.
>"Just come to the attic.", she informs, "I'll show them off there."
>The three of you squeal in excitement.
>You are so fucking hyped to finally see a pair of huge knockers!!
>The three of you then go to the attic.
>You wait for a bit.
>You then see the pink hostess come in.
>"Hey boys.", she says in her cheerful tone.
>You three start to get excited.
>"I see you're excited.", she says, "I hope you all enjoy it."
>She then begins to remove her shirt.
>You're all getting really excited.
>She then finally removes her shirt.
>She then exposes.
>A metal plate
>>26440021
>>26438309
Jesus christ that's the most cringy thing I've seen on this website.and that's saying alotfaggot
>>26440021
>You and your friends are now confused.
>What happened to the big puffy chest you saw earlier?!
>Where did this thing come from?!
>You then see steam coming out of her.
>The metal plate then starts opening.
>You then see something completely pink coming out.
>The pink being then starts coming out of the hostess.
>The pink being then gets out of the hostess.
>You all look at amazement.
>You just witnessed a Pony coming out of a human.
>The pink pony then gets on her back.
>She spreads her legs open.
>And reveals to you three her breasts.
>She then gets back up.
>"So what do you guys think?", She asks with glee, "I don't mean to brag but compared to my friends, I have the biggest knockers out there."
>All three of you just stare at each other.
>Like what the fuck?!
"Um...."
>"So are you going to pay me?", the pink pony asks you in a excited tone.
"Um......."
>"Th-this was not what we were expecting.", Button said calmly.
>"Dammit what a waste of money!!", Rumble says.
>As Rumble was angrily storming out, Button following behind, the two of them then pay the mare the money she was promised.
>As you were about to giver her your money, you stop though and stare at the little pony.
>You never actually thought you would actually be turned on by such a creature before.
>Then again you never thought you would be this perverted before.
"um.... thanks."
>"No problem mr....?"
"A-anon. Just call me Anon."
>"OK Nonny! I hope you enjoy the food I made for you."
>As you were were leaving she then tapped your butt.
>"I also hope you enjoyed the view as well.", she said in a seductive tone.
>You didn't really know how to react.
>But you couldn't help yourself blush from the comment.
>>26440314
this is fucking weird
>>26440314
Should I continue or end it there?
>>26440427
KEEP GOING
THE RIDE
IT MUST NEVER END
>>26440427
>>26440449
OK.
>>26440314
>The next day felt like a normal school day.
>You, Button, and Rumble were just hanging out eating lunch.
>Usually just talking about events about what happened the day before.
>Meaning this would probably be the most interesting out of the bunch.
>"So....", Button began, "About yesterday."
>"It never happened!", Rumble interrupted, "We were all just conned by someone with a unique animatronic that's all!"
"That's one hell of an animatronic then."
>"Yeah.", Button agreed. "I mean there is no way you can fake all of that."
>"Are you two even listening to yourselves?", Rumble asked.
>"I still can't believe we almost gave our virginity to a horse though.", Button whined.
"She's a pony"
"Whatever.", Rumble said as he rolled his eyes, "and technically we weren't going to give our virginity to it, at most we would be turned on and jack off to it."
>There was a small awkward silence for a small while.
>"None of you did jack off to it right?", Rumble asked, "I surely didn't."
>"Hell no!", Button exclaimed, "Do you know how awkward it would be if my mom came in and saw me jacking off to a horse."
"pony."
>"Whatever."
>"Wait that leaves you then.", Rumble interrogated as he and Button drew closer towards you.
>"Anon...", Button said in horror, "You didn't."
>You look at your friends.
>You give out this small nervous grin.
"W-well, I kinda-"
>You two friends look at you in disgust.
>They don't mind if that's your kink, but still.
>"Dude!!", Rumble began, "What the fuck!? You seriously got turned on by a horse."
"I-it was more off her personality. A-and I do admit she looks cute."
"I look at cute, anime, princesses that are clearly underage whenever I play my video games but that doesn't mean I want to put my dick in them.", Button interjected.
"Hey! Who said I wanted to put my dick in her?!"
>"Well you did jack off to her.", Rumble said nonchalantly.
"So?!"
>"Look we're not here to kink shame you.", Button tried comforting, "It's just, why a horse?"
>>26440427
Keep going.
>>26440711
>it's just, why a horse?
Wew lad, this story sounds familiar.
>>26438047
lies
>>26440711
"She's a pony."
>"Does it even matter?!", Rumble yelled.
"Well anyways to answer your question Button, I thought she was pretty, she was nice, she made us those snacks, she actually was attractive, and she smacked my butt."
>Button and Rumble then spat out the drink.
>"WAIT?!?!", Button yelled.
>"SHE SMACKED YOUR ASS?!?!", Rumble yelled.
>"Wait wasn't she older than us?", Button asked Rumble.
>"So wouldn't that make her a pedophile as well?", Rumble also suggested.
"I-I never really thought of it that way."
>The three of you just stare at each other for a bit.
"I think I wanna talk to her again."
>"You can't be serious?", Rumble asked., "You really want to meet her again?"
"I don't see why not. I mean what if she was sort of important being that came from another universe? And the only people she's willing to communicate to is me?"
>"Now you are just making it sound like some sort of erotic fan fiction.", Button called out.
"I-I can't help it! I just can't get her out of my mind. I need clarity."
>"Fine!", Rumble accepted, "But you're doing this alone."
>"Yeah.", Button agreed.
"Alright then."
>You then continued on with your school day.
>>26440947
>After school was done you decide to visit the Sugar Cube Corner again.
>You ended up finding a spare $5 bill in your coat and plan on giving it to the pink mistress.
>You then enter the building.
>You spot the pink mistress attending two other classmates you know.
>You decide to walk up to her.
>She then notices you.
>"Nonny!!", she exclaims.
>She then runs over to you and hugs you.
>Having your face shoved up on her metal chest.
>Although your other two classmates don't know that.
>Instead they think you're a pervert.
>She then pulls you out.
>"Oh Nonny! I missed you!"
"It wasn't even that long."
>"I know it was yesterday but I really wanted someone to talk to me."
"I knew I was special", you mumbled to yourself.
>"So what are you doing here Nonny?"
"Actually... I wanted to ask you a few personal questions."
>"Well currently I a-"
>You then show off your $5 bill
>The pink hostess then looked around.
>"I guess I can take a small break."
>You and the hostess then start heading towards the attic.
>Unbeknownst to you the other two students then start whispering to each other.
>>26441193
This story is so fucking weird
>>26441193
I love it!
>>26441193
>When you two reach the attic, the pink hostess then gets out of her mechanical body to reveal her true pony self.
>"So Nonny, ehat is it that you want to talk about?"
"Well I actually have a few things to ask."
>"Ooh! Are we playing 20 questions?"
"S-sure."
>You then both take a seat.
"So.... who are you?"
>"Oh! my name is Pinkie Pie!"
"Where did you come from?"
>"Ponyville, in the magical land of Equestria,"
"Equestria?"
>"Is that a question?"
"Sure."
>"OK then. Well Equestria is a magical land where ponies of all varieties live together in harmony. Except the occasional magical enemy with god like powers."
"I'm not going to ask about that. Anyways, are you the only pony here?"
>"Well.... yes."
"Are there any other pony like you in our world?"
>"Nope just me. I just decided to vacation in another dimension for a bit, I ended up here. I was ready to have a good time here, only to find out that bits are not accepted here. Now I'm just trying to get money to get back home."
"So just a vacation?"
>"In the words of an old friend, Eeyup."
"So.... how much do you need?"
>"Well I came here through one of your famous memorials and wandered off to the nearest cupcake house."
"So here?"
>"Yeah....."
"And I guess you ate way too much?"
>'$300 worth."
"That's a lot"
>"Yeah... they didn't even accept my bits?"
"Um.... OK"
>"So anything else you want to ask?"
"Yeah.... And this is going to be a weird question."
>"I won't mind Nonny. I don't care how weird it is."
"...... W-.... Why did you expose yourself to me and my friends."
>"Well you did pay me to expose my breasts."
"I meant yourself as a pony."
>"Oh.... Well I thought I could trust you guys"
>>26441490
Go on
>>26439431
He's gay
>>26441490
"You trust me?"
>"Yeah, anypony who wants to help me out is worth trusting."
"But we never even know your situation until now."
>"Well you still helped me out unintentionally."
"OK....."
>"Ooh! Ooh! Can I ask a question?!"
"S-sure."
>"Do you think I'm attractive?"
"Huh?! Why are you asking me that?!"
>"Well you have that weird bulge in your pants."
>She's right.
>There is a bulge currently forming in your pants.
>You try to hide it the best you can.
"Um... I-I-I'm sorry."
>"Don't worry I have a small colt back home just the same as you?
"A colt that's the same as me?"
>"Yeah, same name and everything. He even acts just like you."
"Really?"
>"Eeyup! He even has the same crush on me just like you do."
"A-are you sure it's a crush?"
>"Well I'm pretty sure it is. He never really had the nerve to say anything to me."
"Well.... I think he thinks your pretty."
>"Oh that's nice Nonny, but you seem to be more expressive than he would ever be. I wish you could meet him one day."
"So.... How long until you can get out of here?"
>"Well including your five bucks, right now I am at $175."
"So... Anything else you want to talk about."
>"Well not really."
"I-I might as well let you get back to work."
>"Hmm.... good idea. Well see you later Nonny!"
>She then bounced away into the mecha human body leaving you alone in the attic.
>You were busy watching her leave before you left the attic yourself.
>>26441840
This story is so damn weird!
Why did you let this guy continue?!
>>26438098
cringy as fuck
>>26441840
So THAT'S whatever happened to Robot Jones.
>>26438758
hey
>>26441840
>That night you were busy thinking so much about Pinkie Pie.
>The way she moved.
>The way she talked.
>The she seemed so comfortable with you.
....
....
....
>Well...
>Time to jack off.
>The next morning, you went to school.
>Today though was different.
>You heard people whispering all around you.
>They seem to be talking about you.
>It then becomes lunch time.
>You then meet with your friends.
>Button is the first to speak with you.
>"Please tell me all those rumors are false", Button pleads.
"Excuse me?"
>"There's a rumor that you paid the horse to sleep with her.", Rumble explained.
>"Although they don't know she's a horse though they just think she's a whore.", Button continued.
"She's not a whore, or a horse, she's a pony."
>"It doesn't matter right now anon!", Rumble yelled, "Did you have sex with her or not?!"
"No... I didn't."
>"Then why the hell did you pay her $5?!", Rumble continued.
"Because I wanted to talk with her more. Plus she needed the money."
>"Why would a hor-...... Pony, need money?", Button asked.
"Because she got herself stuck working there. She's just paying off some debts."
>"Why help her though?", Button continued.
"Because I love her OK!"
>Silence
>"That has to be the stupidest thing I have ever heard from you.", Rumble groaned.
>"Like I said, I won't kink shame you.... but that's just plain weird anon.". Button said.
>"Look Anon," Rumble began, "I don't want to deal with this shit... so I'm leaving you for a bit. Until all this bull shit is over with. Come on Button."
>"But-"
>"COME ON BUTTON!"
>Rumble then left you and Button behind.
>"Sorry buddy.", Button said as he left you behind.
>>26442027
Nice pic.
>>26438013
>"Yes, I did want to try one of you- HOLY FUCK ARE THOSE KINDER EGGS?!"
>>26442093
I'm hitting the Pillowzone writefag, but you better have continued this weird as fuck story when I wake up.
It's easy to read and has no grammar horrors.
I can't predict it.
It made me kek a bit.
Keep it up.
>>26442093
I am invested. Keep going.
>>26442093
The show must go on.
>>26442093
>You decided not to go to the sweet shop today.
>You want to avoid any new rumors to spread.
>That and you have no money to give to Pinkie this time.
>You decide to take a different route to go home.
>You always like to vary how you get home.
>You then pass through the high school.
>They also seem to be off at the moment.
>You look at the ground wondering what you should do on this situation.
>You were so busy thinking about your own situation you never noticed the person right in front of you.
>You both end up bumping each other to the ground.
>You then hear a familiar voice apologizing to you.
>"I'm so sorry! Usually I know where I'm going but I was busy trying to see if this new cupcake formula would work and I really want it to work because I'm going to show that new cupcake place the recipe for it and see if they are willing to sell it."
>You finally recognize the voice.
>It's Pinkie.
>But she should be working at the sweet shop not be in high school.
>You didn't care.
>Pinkie was here.
>You then dived towards her and hug her.
>Although instead of a metallic feel coming from her, she actually felt like flesh.
>Maybe Pinkie made the mecha feel better over night.
"I gotta say Pinkie Pie, you made yourself feel a whole lot softer."
>"Huh"
"But I really think you should just come out of this body and just talk to me in person."
>You then lifted her shirt expecting to see a metal plate.
>But no.
>What you saw was different.
>You saw nothing but chest there.
>With pair of nice sized breast attached to them.
>You looked at the Pinkie look a like, who's face is now somewhat red.
>You couldn't help but blush either.
>She then pushed you away and put her shirt back down.
>She then looked at you and began scolding you.
>"Jeeze! You could have least taken me out to dinner first. PERVERT!"
"W-wait! I thought you were someone else!"
>As quick as she came, she left.
>The Pinkie you knew did say there was another you in her world.
>Did you meet your Pinkie Pie
>>26442491
>Well....
>There went your chance to meet this Pinkie and possibly win her heart.
>Well at least you saw a nice pair of breasts today.
>Although it would have been right to earn the privilege to see them instead of through some mistake.
>Oh well.
>Time to jack off.
>Since it was a weekend you get school off today.
>It also means allowance day.
>You recieve your twenty-five bucks today.
>You already know where you're going to spend it.
>Helping out Pinkie of course.
>You then head to Sugar Cube Corner.
>Although you did stop by Button's house to get the $10 he owed you back.
>Once you got there you noticed something.
>Pinkie was about to enter the building.
>You decide to run up to her.
"Pinkie!"
>She turned to respond to you.
"Pinkie! I'm sorry I wasn't here yesterday. I just needed to get more money to help you out."
>Pinkie then looked at you with confusion.
"Listen I know thisvis going to sound weird right now but lately I've been thinking..... and I'm ready to say it..... I love-
>You then hear the door open.
>"Welcome to Sugar Cube Corner, how may I help you?"
>You then notice something.
>You are now seeing double.
>You are seeing two Pinkie Pies.
>It seems you made the same mistake again.
>"Um.... Who are you?" You Pinkie asks the Pony Pinkie.
>"Oh boy... this is going to be a long story.", said pony Pinkie.
>You couldn't help but faint from the confusion.
>>26442491
>>26442713
This is easily the weirdest green I've ever read but I love it.
I beg of you, continue.
>>26442713
Please continue.
>>26442713
This shit is weird...and fucking great
>>26442940
I think he is run out of ideas, there is no way he could keep that shit working.
>>26442713
This is simply fantastic
>>26442995
B-but I want closure :(
>>26442713
>You come to.
>It seems you are now in the attic.
>You then see the two Pinkies talking to each other.
>They seem to be on equal terms and such.
>Your Pinkie then notices you are awake.
>She then walks up to you.
>"You know," your Pinkie began, "if you would have told me you mistaken me for Pony Pinkie then it would have made more sense."
"I would have... but you probably wouldn't have believed me."
>"Well you are kinda right about that.", your Pinkie remarked, "Well I should probably go back downstairs."
>"I wouldn't really do that if I were you Pinkie.", Pony Pinkie warned.
>"Why not?", your Pinkie asked in confusion.
>"Unfortunately though we can't have you down for a bit." Pony Pinkie explained to your Pinkie, "You see the owners to this Sugar Cube Corner seem to hate you because of something stupid I did. So you have to pay off a huge debt to them and right now they think your homeless, alone, and broke."
>"So what am I suppose to do until then?", your Pinkie asked.
>"Don't worry, Nonny will entertain you for a bit.", Pony Pinkie said as she went back to work.
>So now you and Pinkie are now left in the attic alone.
>There's nothing really here to do though.
>So you try and do what you usually do with the Pony Pinkie and just talk.
"So.... I am guessing you're a chef."
>"Actually, like your friend.... or other me, I am also a party planner as well."
"Oh really? I didn't know that Pony Pinkie was an expert party planner. So what kind of parties do you guys do?"
>"Welll mostly Welcomings, Weddings, Birthdays, the list goes on and on."
>You guys spent a huge time just talking.
>It felt like you two were getting to know each other for days when in reality it was actually just an hour or so.
>It felt great getting to know this Pinkie.
>She was just as nice Pony Pinkie.
>Then again both were the same person.
"So.... sorry about yesterday."
>"Huh?"
"Y-you know the whole shirt thing yesterday."
>"Well I am still a bit mad at you about that."
"I'm sorry!"
>>26443058
YES IT CONTINUES
>>26443058
>You then begin to bow apologetically.
"If there is any way for you to forgive me please state it."
>Your Pinkie thought about it for a bit.
>She then came up with an idea.
>"I know a way you can make this even."
"R-really?!"
>"Uh huh!", she said as she nodded your head.
>She then came closer to you.
>She grabbed your pants.
>And then immediately pulled them down.
>Revealing your penis.
"W-WAIT! W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
>"Well Nonny," she explained with a sly grin, "You pulled my shirt out of nowhere and had a good look, so I thought about doing the same here."
>She looked rather impressed.
>"I know this is my first time seeing an actual penis... but you seem to be really packing it anon."
"R-R-REALLY?"
>"Yeah... how old are you again?"
"12"
>"I gotta say... I'm very impressed."
>You then notice that Pinkie was staring at your penis longer than you staring at her breast.
"Um.... Pinkie.... this is longer than the time I stared at you breast."
>Pinkie then noticed it at well.
>"Well... you do have a point there Nonny.... so let's make it even."
>She then pulled her shirt off revealing her large tommy knockers.
>"Does that make it even?"
>You then stared at her for a bit.
>You wanted to strike your dick so bad, but you felt like you couldn't do it in front of her.
>Pinkie noticed your hand twitching as it was wanting to jack off, but Pinkie had a better idea in mind.
>"Hey Nonny...", she said as she walked towards you, "maybe this will help."
>She then took her boobs and began to put your dick in between them.
>She then began to rub her breasts around them.
>You always dreamed of something like this happening whenever you jacked off but never have you thought it would be this good.
>You were about to climax until Pinkie stopped for a bit.
>"OK Nonny," she began as she laid on her back, "is there anything you want to do before we get into the real fun?"
>You stare at Pinkie's half naked body a bit.
>You then remembered one fantasy you had one time.
>>26443313
>>26439408
Explain pls
>>26443313
"C-can I suck your breasts for a bit."
>Pinkie then smiles at you.
>"Of course you can."
>You then get on top of Pinkie.
>You get your face close to her breasts.
>You then began to suck on her nipple.
>You try your best not to bit too hard, only going as soft as you can possibly go.
>You hear Pinkie giving out a few pleasurable moans.
>She seems to be enjoying this.
>You do too.
>You then stop.
>You and Pinkie both look at each other face to face.
>You both then kiss passionately for a bit.
>She then gets off the remaining clothes she had left on.
>You both know what to do.
>You both become one as you and Pinkie's genitals meet.
>You start off slowly
>You begin going faster within every second.
>After a few minutes you feel like sprinter in a race.
>You both finally begin to climax.
"P-pinkie.. .. I have to."
>"In me!", she shouted, "Put it all in me!!"
>As she commanded you left it in her.
>You both finally climax.
>You ejaculate your seed into her womb.
>You both stare at each other for a bit.
>You both smile as you gave out one final kiss before dozing off to a very quick nap.
>From another side of the room, a certain little pony was watching everything you and your Pinkie were doing.
>She then congratulated herself.
>"You've done well Pinkie Pie.... You've done well."
>Pony Pinkie then began her walk back home.
>"Hmm... if Nonny is able to please my other self here... I wonder how good he is at home. Oooh! I CAN'T WAIT!"
THE END
>>26443483
Finally we can go to sleep now.
What did you all think of my story?
>>26443614
It was prettygood
>>26439007
>"what will you have?"
>you scream "boobies"
I facepalmed instinctively
>>26443614
I'm fucking speechless, in a good way, but also in a weird way. You did a dine job. It was pretty hard to get behind considering the Anon is 12, I kean, this 12 year old must have the complexion of a 20 year old, or this pinkie is a whore.it's probably since I was a beta at 12 years old, but I found it extremely hard to believe a 12 year old seduced a 16, or something, year old
>>26438644
>Be 12 year old anon
Stopped reading right there.
>>26443614
It was excellent. Unpredictability is great in stories, and this one delivered. Loved it, you should Pastebin it for the future and so that it's added to mulpwiki.
>>26443483
pastebin?
>>26443353
It's called a strip club
>>26438013
"yeah, those cupcakes"
>"giggle well you can take peep if...hey where are you?"
"you walk pass pinkie to mrs.cakes freshly baked cupcakes"
>"oh hi anon, here for the twins?"
"you goddamn right!"
>"she give you two tasty cupcake for 4 bits"
"pinkie looks flustered"
>"HEY anon! what about me?" pinkie shouted as you walking out the door with mrs.cakes cupcakes
"oh hey pinkie"
>"you walk out the door"
>"I knew anon was gay" pinkie said sardonically
I'm waiting for TZWolf to show up.
Please dude, I'm waiting...
>>26444628
literally who
>>26438047
Dakimakuras are objects Anon ,not sentient human beings.
>>26444734
>Dakimakuras are objects
Not in Korea
http://www.escapistmagazine.com/news/view/98910-Korean-Otaku-Marries-Anime-Body-Pillow
>>26438013
>"Welcome to Sugarcube Corner!"
>You watch Pinkie greet the latest customer and sigh inwardly. After the customer nods and walks over to the counter, you raise your hand to get Pinkie's attention and wave her over to you.
>"What's up, Boss-Anon?"
"Pinkie, we need to talk about your flair."
>"My... flair?"
"Yes. Pinkie, customers can get a muffin everywhere. They come to Sugarcube Corner for the atmosphere and the girls showing off their huge knockers."
>"Is there something wrong with my knockers?"
"Look at your shirt, Pinkie. Buttoned up, all prim and proper. Loosen it up. Undo the buttons; tie the front in a knot. Show some skin."
>"Ooooh, okay!"
"And that skirt is nice, but don't you have anything shorter? Get some jean shorts - cut them even more. You can damn well bet a customer's coming back if he can damn well see every line of your ass when you bend down to grab some pie for his order."
>"Sounds great, anything else?"
"Yeah, when they show up, really lean forward until those tits are just about to fall out. Cleavage brings in money. Now why don't you take your lunch break, run on upstairs and see if you can change into something much more fuckable?"
>"Will do, boss man!"
>30 minutes later
>"Welcome to Sugarcube Corner!" *sultry grin* "See anything you like?"
>>26444854
"Yes" says anon with a snotty and disgusted look on his face "A bit of decency and some muffins"
>>26443614
It was all weird and unpredictable at the beginning.... then it became like any other clop fic in the end.
Bump to see if anyone else can make s green.
>>26444630
I think he means a guy who wrote a story in a simmilar Thread.
>the prompt was "that will be 134.95$ and a 25% tip"
So is it possibly to get an adultstallionanon and well developedteenagerPinkie server green?
I mean, you guys did do shota anon.
>>26445409
Why would a stallion anon be in a world with a human teen pinkie waitress?
>>26445419
Well, since Anon was human in Equestria, what would happen if he crossed the mirror? He would be a pony in the Equestria Girl world.
that makes sense, right?
>>26444628
I started a whole thread for him, then that thread died before he coukd post new green... maybe I'll start another
>>26445433
Let it be, this thread is for him too.
>>26445409
The guy that wrote that story though just made his completely weird though. There's no way that his kind of awkward writing should exist.
>>26445445
Who said it had to be him that writes it?
Maybe you can write it. Or hopefully any writefag.
>>26438013
Yeah, where's your friend Applejack?
>>26445657
>"She doesn't work until 6, why?"
>>26445425
>enter the mirror from Equestria as a human
>exit in EqG world even more human than before
>become DOUBLE human
>>26445934
>become DOUBLE human
You entered as a simple mortal.
But came out as a GOD!
Huh, wonder why no one likes the idea of a anon stallion in the Human world.
I mean, we have Human anon in the Pony world.
So why not a pone anon in the human world?
>>26445736
Ok I'll come back later.
>>26446280
Because we're weird like that.
>>26444628
Real sorry man, I was literally in the middle of writing when that thread died.
What got you so into the story aahahha
I mean, I guess I'll post what I wrote back then, see if anyone here likes it.
Here's what happened in the other thread:
http://pastebin.com/Z9r74bzT
>>26446896
And here's what I never got to post:
>Stepping through the revolving door, careful not to clip your heels on the advancing glass, you walk out into the biting cold air to your car.
>At least it isn't raining.
>A bit of sun shines its way through the cloud layer above, the gap of blue expanding as the day chugs along.
>Too bad it's gonna set and go dark at like 4.
>You throw your bag into the passenger seat of your car and chug it to life, driving out of the parking lot and back home.
>Stopping the car, you grab your stuff and head up into your flat.
>Technically it isn't 'legal' to park right in front of your flat, since it's reserved for drop offs and handicapped parking, but they only do checks on Wednesdays so you're good for now.
>The only other place to park it is like 500 meters up a bloody mountain.
>You fumble with your keys, clicking them hard into your door to get the withered thing open.
>Dropping everything on the ground and making a B-line for your room, you don't even get your boots off before your face makes direct contact with the bed.
>Whatever, you'll just dangle your feet.
>Why does three hours of sleep feel so shitty?
>Back in high school you'd get less than three hours a WEEK.
>Not dwelling on it much, you close your eyes and try get as much sleep as you can, before the inevitable.
>
>Clenching your hands up into tight fists, you shove them into your coat in an effort to keep warm.
>Fuck winter.
>As the sun sets behind the city buildings, leaving a dark blue dusk in it's wake, you head down to the restaurant.
>Do you get sick days?
>You should take a sick day.
>Ugh.
>After this, you've got three more shifts to do.
>Just three more, Anon.
>As soon as the restaurant doors open, a gust of heated air smacks you in the face, akin to when you open an oven.
>Oh, that's nice.
>Before you're even seconds into the building, a familiar face pops up in front of you, frantic and loud.
>No time to bask in heated bliss, you suppose.
>>26446908
>Without a word you're dragged by Pinkie, currently balancing around 15 plates on various parts of her body, to the back of the restaurant.
>In the kitchen, she unloads all of the dishes she's carrying, the one currently washing them sighing as his pile gets higher.
>You can at least empathise a little.
>Once unburdened, Pinkie lets go of you and walks into an offshoot room, a supply closet of some kind.
>Fabrics come flying out from it and you instinctively catch them, missing and picking one up from the floor.
>This is...
>An apron?
>"It's a uniform!"
>Oh.
>"We don't have any extra pants or shirts though, so you'll just need to wear the ones you have on right now."
>You nod, putting your head through it and trying to tie it around your back.
"Do I really need this, though? I mean, it's great for stain prevention, but if I'm just going to be in the back the entire time I don-"
>"You're going to be working tables today, mister!"
>Ebuh?
"W- what?"
>"We're totally understaffed, it's actually a miracle you came along."
>She steps behind you to tie the apron, pulling it tight like a corset.
"B- But I've never waited tables before. Don't you need to do a whole training thing with new staff? Isn't there a procedure? You can't expect me to go out there and expect me to know wha-"
>"Alright, you're good to go! Just act like you want to be there and write fast, it isn't that hard!"
>You feel yourself sliding towards the kitchen doors as Pinkie pushes you ever closer, your shoes skidding on the soft tiles.
"Are you even listening to me? I told you, I ca-"
>You're flung out the doors and into the restaurant, a handful of patrons already glaring at you.
>"You do this side I'll do that one, hurry!"
"Pi- I don't know what t-"
>"Ey waita'!"
>Crapbaskets.
>You sheepishly walk towards the very Italian-American male at the table, a few compatriots of his sitting at the table with him.
"Yes? Uh, Sir."
>>26446926
>He looks you up and down, seemingly uninterested before scanning the restaurant floor again.
>"Eh, any chance you could get that pretty dame oer' here to serve us, my friends an' I want somethin' to look at while we order, if you catch my meanin'."
>Wh- Gross.
"Uh- Sorry sir, that isn't possible right now. We're terribly understaffed, so I will have to be your waiter tonight."
>Look at you Anon, already getting into the role.
>Again, the good customer looks uninterested in you, putting the menu down quite forcefully.
>It takes more patience than you usually can muster to not smack him in the head for being such a child, but you manage to calm yourself without bursting a blood vessel.
>Him and his friends order enough alcohol to burn the building down and get back to chatting as you walk away back to the kitchen, hoping for some peace there.
>At least enough to mentally verse yourself on just what you've been thrust into.
>Before you can make it, you're stopped again.
>God damnit.
>This time, it's a suburban family of four.
>The mum looks like she has a minivan.
>As the family lists off their orders, you become increasingly aware of the infant child burning a hole into the side of your head with his vision.
>Ceaseless, fish-eyed staring.
>The table bickers lightly upon what drinks to get, the children pleading the mother to let them get soft drinks.
>The cone of vision of this child sticks firmly to your body, it's eyes following your every step and fidget.
>An unending hell-scape of void extends past the blank stare, opening doors into oblivion itself, and all that comes with the abyss.
>Thankfully, the family finishes their order before you feel your soul enter the nothingness beyond, and you make your way back to the kitchen with your orders in hand.
>You push past the doors, the heavy air of the kitchen embracing you.
>A few cooks look over to you as you come in, focusing back on their craft after a glance.
>>26446933
>You look down at the orders in your hand, unsure of how to tell the cooks.
>Is there like... a rack?
>Or a slide- thing?
>Fumbling around for a few moments, you feel a hand on your shoulder, immediately relieving a bit of the tension.
"Hey, Pi- Oh."
>That's not Pinkie.
>"Just leave 'em on that thing there. They'll slide down and the cooks will see them when they're not as loaded up."
>He glances over his shoulder, patting you twice.
>"Better pick up some platters and head out there, 'less you wanna deal with some real pissed off customers."
"R- right."
>Standing over the counter of food, you look at the numbers on the trays indicating which table they go to.
>At least it's pretty straightforward.
>You take what you can, making sure not to over-encumber yourself.
>Nothing worse than dropping everything.
>Using your hip you pry open the kitchen door, feeling someone pull it open from the other side.
>Once your line of sight travels from your cargo to the person, you see Pinkie and thank her for the help.
>She nods and winks, sliding past you.
>You get a few customers that openly admit how dissatisfied with the speed of service, but most listen to reason when you gesture to how full the floor is.
"There's not much we can do ma'am. With the tourist season in full effect, and the increasing demand of indoor seated restaurants, we're packed."
>"Well that's just a wasteful use of staff. You need more people taking and giving orders."
"And have less cooks? Then the food would be even slower."
>"Then hire someone, students always want jobs!"
"Ma'am, I am a new hire."
>She sighs, waving you off and going back to the people she's with.
>Something tells you she feels as if she won that exchange, but it doesn't bother you all that much.
>You take a few more orders, and give out a few more, finally getting into the routine of things.
>>26446945
>You notice that Pinkie actually has an electronic pad, letting her input orders quicker and probably have them instantly delivered to the kitchen.
>Those probably take training to get used to, looks like you'll just have to use paper.
>At least you're picking up the pace.
>Hours slowly tick by, second by second, minute by minute.
>Patrons come and go, the Italian-Americans still giving you a harsh glare on the way out.
>Hopefully you aren't on the mafia watchlist now, but what can ya' do.
>You wipe down their table, cleaning up the riht mess they made.
>Flinging food and drink around, disturbing those near them.
>Hope they aren't regulars.
>You stop, recoiling slightly.
>...
>Well, it's not like you//need// to worry about that.
>It's not like you actually...
>Work here.
>You sigh.
>Admittedly, this is just a bit more fun than you thought it would be.
>You got to Ponyville in the middle of the summer, expecting your life to be radically different now that you were living alone.
>But...
>Within two months, you just became a recluse.
>No job, not all that many friends.
>In class you'd hang out with Flash, work and study with him during breaks.
>But at home, you just...
>Stayed.
>That's part of the reason you started going on all those dates.
>Just to get out of the house.
>Granted, none of them worked out.
>At least one led you here.
>Hm.
>Finishing up on the tables, you push into the kitchen and throw your cloth in the sink.
That's all I had.
Anyway, I don't expect any one to comment on the story itself, but if you'd be so kind to point out typos that would be nice.
I don't proofread, so give me a chance to fix my mistakes.
>>26446955
MUH PREIERS HEV CUM TRU!
>>26446955
Oh, you`re tzwolf.
Alright, pretty nice story.
Will there be more, or...?
>>26447244
Not tonight I'm afraid.
Got work to do.
That's all I have on me to post, and I'm not free enough to write till tomorrow.
>>26438013
>"Haha whaaaaat. oh man im so high im seeing like, hairless monkey things haha shieeeet"
>>26446955
Alright quick before I gotta go.Sorry if you don't like Anon's character, tell me what you don't like and I'll tether the story around that. I've got a plan, for the most part.
>Looks like Pinkie's still out there with her own customers.
>Should you go help her?
>You think for a moment before a hand rests on your shoulder again.
>"Hey man, nice work out there. Peak hour's over."
>You nod lightly.
"Y- yeah. Glad I made it."
>He shrugs, smiling.
>"Ya did better than me on my first day, I'll tell you that. C'mon outside, it's your break time."
>He walks down across the kitchen, expecting you to follow.
>Something inside you tells you to wait for Pinkie, but then again...
>It would be a good idea to socialise with people other than Pinkie.
>And you wouldn't want to disturb her, or make her feel like she needs to babysit you.
>Whatever, might as well join him.
>Getting your hoodie and coat back on, you step out the back door, same as yesterday.
>The cold hits you in the face like a truck, forcing an instinctive shiver through your body.
>You step out into the alleyway you were in yesterday, locking the place up with Pinkie.
>Looking to your coworker out here, you notice that he's only got a thin hoodie on over his normal clothes.
"How are you not freezing? It's cold as tits out here."
>He chuckles, looking at the cloud covered sky.
>"You get used to it. I take you you're not from around here?"
>Tip tapping down the steps, you join him against the wall as you answer.
"No, I'm not. How could you tell?"
>He grins.
>"How could I not? You don't sound like you're from Equestria, much less Ponyville."
>You shrug.
"Where do you think I'm from, then?"
>He bites his cheek, squinting his eyes.
>"Griffonia?"
>It makes you laugh.
"What? Are you serious? Damn, where did I pick up that accent?"
>He takes out a pack of cigarettes, flipping it open and taking one out.
>"I dunno' man, but you sure as hell ain't from here. You smoke?"
>>26447742
>He holds the pack out to you, and you feel yourself hesitate.
>Why not, right?
"Yeah, thanks.... uuh."
>"Indigo. Indigo Wreath. N' you?"
"Anon. Anon Y. Mous. Can I borrow your lighter?"
>He tosses it to you, and you manage to catch it without making a fool of yourself.
>You turn away from the wind to light the tip up, almost burning yourself.
>Tossing it back, you take a drag as Indigo speaks back up.
>"So, what brings you here, Anon? Mrs. Cake said you had to work off a bill."
>You click your tongue, knowing that you would have to answer this question sooner or later.
>No reason to lie, though.
"I took a chick out to dinner here. She 'dine n' dashed', you know? Left me with the bill, which I obviously couldnt pay, so here I am."
>Indigo chuckles a bit, but doesn't laugh out loud like Flash did.
That's all for now, I'll update if the thread is alive tomorrow, but don't think it's an obligation, considering that wasn't what the thread was about.
Wanting more of this. I really like the story so far, keep it up.
Bump it
>>26438013
bump
>>26438013
Anon must the excited
It seems like this can only be sexual.
>>26450472
It depends on the writer
>>26438844
Checked
And underrated post
>>26450620
How is that underrated?
>>26440314
Jesus H Christ, Anon. This is just... way out of left field.
>>26452219
dead already?
>>26452240
it was dead from the beginning
>>26452259
These threads die so quickly
>>26451747
"Sleep Tight, Twilie"
>>26438013
fuck you>>26452240
bump
>>26438013
Muffins. I'm here for muffins.
>>26438013
bump
BRING BACK TZOCELOT
penis
>>26455971
Yeah can I have those pies in the back. I came to pick them.
This is still up?Let's keep it that way.
>>26438013
No, where's your manager? I'd like to inform them an employee is dressed highly inappropriately in front of customers. I'm guessing you didn't even wash your hands after giving the guy in the back a handy?
>>26456101
>"Uh, Sir? This is a strip club. If you think the waitress' outfit is inappropriate for the patrons here, you will most likely want to leave immediately."
>>26456158
>SCC goes from bakery to strip club
>Pinkie just becomes more of a whore
>>26456164
It's a combination bakery / strip club. So you can get both kinds of cupcakes.
>>26456164
>more
>implying she was ever a whore.
Not my qt waifu4laifu
>>26443614
It was good and will you pastebin it?
>>26456176
>always willing to do 'anything' to make someone happy
>could totally be talked into letting strangers get their dicks wet just for a smile
>>26456193
Uh, but, Anon, those are just creeps.
Pinkie would never do that.
No, no she's too pure.
She uh
Fuck.
Well, maybe she knows the difference between genuinely making someone happy and being used?
Hey, that would make a pretty cool episode.
I'm so fucking hungover.
Jesus Christ.
Save me.
>>26447758
>"How long's your sentence?"
>This is your second day, so you suppose...
"Two more days, I think."
>He nods, taking another drag.
>"You're doing alright so far, just keep it up and you'll be set."
>You shrug.
"Yeah, hopefully."
>Indigo stubs out his cigarette against the wall, dropping it to the floor and stepping on it to make sure it's out.
>Lifting himself off the wall, he stretches his shoulders and neck, seemingly amping himself up to go back to work.
>Just as you stub your own cigarette out and start to follow him inside, the door slams open with enough force to almost make it fly off it's hinges.
>"Anon?!"
>Ah.
"Hey, Pinkie."
>She smiles upon seeing you behind Indigo, who greets her and steps inside.
>"I've been looking for you everywhere, jeez! Hey, you've already got your coat on, that's great!"
>You raise a brow.
"Why?"
>"Mrs. Cake let me go early for the day, and she's letting you go too! Isn't that great?"
>It comes to you as a surprise, but you're not going to complain.
"S- sure."
>Within the next second, Pinkie gets her own coat on and steps out, closing the door behind her.
>"So, what're you gonna do now?"
>You scratch your head, unsure yourself of what you planned to do after this, walking to the end of the alley with Pinkie.
"I don't know, really. Maybe head back home, sleep a while."
>She elbows you lightly in the side, giggling.
>"That's no fun. Sleeping's for nighttime, dummy."
"Well, when you have to stay up as much as I do, daytime's a great time to nap."
>Walking along the road to a bus stop, Pinkie halts and looks at the times.
>After scouring the board a minute, she sighs and facepalms.
>You walk up behind her, trying to see what got such a reaction out of her.
"What wrong?"
>"There isn't another bus for a whole hour."
>>26456730
>You suck air through your teeth.
"Damn, that sucks. What're you gonna do?"
>Pinkie does a small pouty-cry, throwing her head from side to side.
>"That's so looong. It's all because I got off earlyy."
>Her mini-meltdown is amusing to watch, as the hope slowly wanes from her eyes, but you manage to come up with an idea.
"Hey, you know, I've got to do a shop for food anyways, so if your bus isn't for another hour... I don't know."
>Pinkie stops her pouting and looks to you, looking around your face as you look away, scratching your neck.
"Wanna come waste some time with me?"
>Again, you look to the floor, unsure of what to do with yourself until you have a reply.
>It's not like you're asking her out, Anon.
>You're just... trying to be nice.
>Wait.
>But she might not.
>Crap.
>You have to find a way to let her know you're not asking in that w-
>"C'mon, silly, let's go!"
>You look back up, shooting your head back at the voice.
>Turns out Pinkie's headed off to the town by herself, waiting for you 10 meters away and waving you over.
>You shake your head, jogging your way up to her.
>Both of you make your way to the town centre, talking about whatever comes to Pinkie's mind at that particular moment.
Shit, found typos in the last post, sorry about that.
Writing whilst hungover takes about 6 times longer.
>>26456804
Is there more coming our way?
Will this be romantic or "Good Friends" stuff?
I need to know.
>>26457328
I have a whole long ass story planned, a saga of Ponk.
Sadly, I'm a shitty writefag because life keeps getting in the way and yahda yahda yahda.
To answer your question, I intend on making it a more romantic end, but I really don't know how long I can keep the thread going.
I'm terrible at keeping them bumped
>>26457595
Then make your own if this one dies again.
Or make a pastebin and paste it in any related thread with your name.
>>26457756
I'd feel bad making my own thread and taking up board space for just my story.
It would be great if another writefag joined, but Lord knows there aren't too many of those, let alone ones who would write Humanised Ponks.
I'll try to keep the story going at 5 posts a day, and see if that sustains a thread.
Writing now.
Anyone lurking, feel free to tell me what to write. Something you haven't seen before, a situation you think would be cute, throw it out here.
>>26458261
Alright, I'm waiting for ya.
>>26456804
>Pinkie stops walking once you get to the centre of town, a circular open space surrounded on all sides by buildings, shops of every nature.
>Ponyville isn't large enough to have it's own mall, but this is the closest thing it's got.
>If anyone ever want to do proper high-life shopping, they go to Canterlot.
>Which you haven't been to yet, funnily enough.
>"So, what do you need to buy?"
>You look to Pinkie, and then all around you at the various doors.
>Crap, what //did// you need.
>You really should have gone upstairs and looked at what you had.
>But then again, you weren't planning on going shopping.
>Or taking Pinkie with you.
"I'm sure I'll remember when I get inside."
>You walk in through the large glass doors of the building in front of you, coming face to face with the largest grocery store Ponyville has to offer.
>Now you just gotta find a way to get enough food to last you till the end of the month, and keep it under budget.
>Again, your mind travels back to Sunday night, the fateful evening at which you were robbed of all you were worth.
>A sigh escapes you as realisation hits you in waves.
>At this rate, you can probably only afford pasta and rice, maybe some frozen chicken.
>"What's wrong?"
>You look up, Pinkie holding a basket in either hand, placing one in yours.
>Walking with her, you go straight to the dry foods aisle, not wanting to tempt yourself with other foods.
>Budget, Anon.
>Ah, there it is.
>Your lifesaver.
>A kilogram of pasta, a bag big enough to last you the month.
>You won't enjoy, but at least you won't go hungry.
>You place it in your basket, and for once it's Pinkie that gives you the quizzical look, not the other way around.
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>>26456190
Yes.
>>26456190
http://pastebin.com/aF3FMTTL
>>26438066
Mr. Cake shut the fuck up
>>26446908
>bongland
>not raining
immersion ruined
>>26460254
Nah, pretty sure Mr cake would encourage her outfit right now. I think Ms. Cake would be the one to say that.
She is just jealous of all the men, including her husband, staring at her.
>>26458971
>She has her own food in her basket, various little trinkets, some of which you can't recognise.
>Damn, she's got fruit too.
>How long has it been since you've had a fruit?
>There was that tomato like two weeks ago.
>That's all you really need, right?
>Looking down at your basket and then glancing at Pinkie's, either she's over-buying, or you're under-buying.
>A part of you thinks it's the latter.
>Ah well.
>While waiting in line for the customer in front of you to pass, Pinkie chimes in.
>"Is- is that all you're getting?"
>She points down at your basket in confused disbelief.
"Yeah, pretty much."
>She scratches her head, probably wondering if you're playing a joke on her or not.
>"Didn't you say you had no food at home?"
"It's not like I had //nothing//. I just needed some base essentials, you know?"
>She still looks confused, but drops the subject once you start laying your items out on the conveyor.
>You pay with your card, feeling a little part of your soul leave as the digital money escapes your grasp.
>Who designed humans to require sustenance in the form of food? And so much of the damn stuff?
>That was a very bad idea.
>Pinkie takes about 8 times longer to lay all her items out and pay for them, just due to the sheer bulk.
>You shove your food in with her bags to save space, offering to carry everything at least to the bus stop.
>She insists that you don't need to, but you ignore it.
>Might as well do arm day this way, right?
>You leave the store, cold air re-introducing itself very quickly.
>"That didn't take too long. How many minutes do you think I have left?"
>You guesstimate.
"Thirty?"
>Pinkie checks her phone, seeing that she's still got a good 25 minutes until the bus comes.
>With the weather being the way it is, you'd hate to just leave her sitting out on her own at a bus stop.
>And you sure as hell don't wanna wait outside in the cold to keep her company, either.
>What could you do?
>>26460349
Actually, it was pretty sunny today.
>>26460626
>Go back in into the-
>Oh, right.
>You live here.
"Pinkie, wait."
>She stops walking and stands in front of you, listening.
"Would you mind if I went up to drop my stuff off before we wait for your bus? We're right here, anyways."
>"You live here?"
>Craning your neck to the side, you motion over to an offshoot road across the street.
"Right past there."
>Once she realises where you're vaguely motioning, she trots off in that direction without a second beat.
>This girl...
>She waits for you across the road, and skips around down the smaller street towards your apartment.
>Skipping her way right past it, you have to call her back towards you as you unlock the door.
>"Right here? No wonder you didn't need a ride back yesterday!"
>You shrug.
>Now for the hard part.
>This apartment of yours is on the third floor, and there's no elevator.
>It's hard enough with just you doing it, but now that you're carrying 20kg worth of foodstuffs...
>Here goes nothing.
>You let Pinkie go first, telling her that it's the third floor on the left.
>Going up two steps at a time, she's gone by the time you manage to get everything into your hands.
>Don't make yourself look weak in front of a chick, Anon.
>Making it up one flight, you carry on the second without rest.
>Maybe you can do it all really quickly and then you won't get tired while still do-
>Alright, nooope.
>You stop at the bottom of the third flight, trying to control your breathing.
>These stairs wouldn't be all bad, really.
>But they twirl, and whoever built them must have been damn cock-eyed.
>Each step is a different height.
>It led to a helluva lotta near faceplants back when you first moved in.
>You're just shocked Pinkie didn't fall.
>Speaking of, while looking up, you see Pinkie leaning over the railing down at you, a big gleaming smile on her face.
>"Come on Anon, what's taking you so long?"
>You shake your head, rolling your shoulders and making your way up the third and final flight of stairs.
>>26460820
>Which are the worst ones, in terms of height fluctuation.
>Just your luck.
>Steadying yourself a few times, you make it up and try gently lower the bags to the ground, relieved at the freedom you feel on your shoulders.
>"Glad you made it up here soldier."
>She makes you chuckle amidst a few heaving breaths.
>Controlling it, you dig for your keys and unlock the door, pushing it open and picking up the bags again.
>As soon as Pinkie walks in, she looks into every room you've got.
>Not that you've got many, considering it's a pretty small apartment.
>Pulling all of the bags onto your kitchen counter, you hear Pinkie's voice come from your living room.
>"I gotta say Anon, I didn't expect you to bring me back to your place so quickly."
>As soon as your brain registers the comment, all your joints lock up and you feel yourself suddenly get very heated.
>Shit.
>Not now, spaghetti.
>Please, any time but now.
Shit, gotta go for a bit.
Anyone lurking?
dude come over here i need a hand .
>>26460502
>Implying she wouldn't be staring too.
>>26461821
She would be staring,from inside the closet!
>>26438013
bump
>>26461652
>Merely about half a second before you short circuit, blowing all the anti- spaghetti fuses you've cultivated over the years post the dark ages of puberty, Pinkie sticks her head around the corner with a sheepish grin on her face.
>"Juust kidding!"
>An invisible load leaps off your back, and you breathe in the scent of non- spaghetti.
>Today is a good day.
>You start to put away your groceries, opening various cupboards and drawers in your kitchen.
>After you put the frozen chicken away, Pinkie startles you as you close the freezer door.
"Jesus, Pinkie, you terrified me."
>She just giggles.
>"So, did you get everything you needed?"
>Not really.
>But you wouldn't want to complain.
"I suppose. I'll just do another shop when I've got the money."
>"Got the money?"
>She looks confused.
"'Cause uh... The whole dinner thing."
>Her face doesn't change expression until a good three seconds later, when she starts nodding with a loud "Oooooooooh."
"Yeah."
>Suddenly she rests her elbow on your shoulder, which is odd to say the least, considering the height difference between the two of you.
>Craning her arm up like that can't be comfortable.
>"What'cha got in here then?"
>Pinkie throws open the fridge door, spying at everything inside.
>Not that there's much to look at.
>And you think that she's thinking the same exact thing.
>"W- wait. Is this... everything in your fridge?"
>This is more embarrassing than you thought.
>Dropping her arm off of your shoulder, Pinkie ducks down and opens drawers and cupboards checking them all for some secret food stash.
>She grows increasingly impatient with every one, hope seemingly waning.
>After she gets to the last cupboard she stops, glares at you in a craze-addled confusion and starts again, this time going backwards.
>As if it was all an illusion and she just missed the mountaintops of food that you have hidden away.
>The reason you would have hidden your food?
>No idea.
>>26463943
This is adorable.
>>26463943
>But Pinkie seems keen on finding out if you did.
>Again, she finds herself at the end of the cupboards, finishing with the freezer and fridge.
>You lightly close them, feeling zero resistance from her hand as you do so.
"Find what you were looking for?"
>There's no response.
>"Anon..."
>Is it possible to physically //see// mental instability?
>It looks kind of grey.
>"Where is your FOOD?!"
>Pinkie glares at you with the last word, shooting daggers at you.
>What is she freaking out for?
>It's not like the restaurant debacle has had //that// big of an impact on your budget.
>Sure, you can't go out with Flash and have a few pints, and you can't order out, but everything in here is pretty much the same.
>You will admit though, she is damn scary when she wants to be.
"I don't know what you mean."
>Pinkie stands frozen, processing your words.
"P- Pin-"
>Running her hands through her hair, scruffing the poof to be extra poofy, she sighs.
>"When was the last time you had something other than pasta?"
>Hm.
"Well, technically on Sunday when I was wi-"
>"I mean at home. When was the last time you made something other than pasta."
>Now that one's gonna take some thinking.
"I ma-"
>"Or rice."
>Silence.
"I got nothin'."
>Pinkie glares at you again, this time more out of pity than confusion or anger.
>Hopelessness.
>"Tch."
"Oi."
>She places one of her hands on your shoulder, grasping it firmly.
>She places the other on her forehead, unable to retain eye-contact with you any longer.
>"I- I'm sorry, Anon. I didn't realise that you- you lived like this. Is this a cry for help? Is that why you called me up here?"
>She continues monologuing in hushed tones, but you can't find the energy to listen to the rest of it and just zone out until she's done.
>"We can help you Anon, but first you have to admit that- that... That you have a problem."
"Who's 'we'?"
>And with that, Pinkie crumbles to her knees, defeated.
>>26464420
>"I'm sorry Grandma Pie, it looks like I've failed. I couldn't help this poor soul, forgive me."
>You stare at her, hunched over with her head in her hands, speaking with her 'Grandma Pie'.
"If you wanna start communing with the dead I'd rather you didn't do it in my apartment. I want the full deposit back."
>Another couple moments of mumbles from Pinkie and she shoots up, almost upper-cutting you in the process.
>"I've got it!"
>Got it?
>"Don't worry Anon, I'll help you!"
"Again, I don't need help."
>Her grin is back, along with a new-found fire in her eyes.
>"We'll see what you say about that once I'm through with you!"
>She boops you on the nose quite hard and rolls up her sweater sleeves.
>Dramatically cracking her knuckles, she begins.
Alright, that's all I can churn out for today. Uh.
I've got university all of tomorrow though, so I doubt I'll be able to churn out half as much then.
Ah, well.
This last scene was actually the most fun to write.
Bump if you like it, I'll be back in like... 18 hours?
I would continue my dropped human pinkie story here, but it's TeenAnon X Pinkie Mom, and was gonna go bisexual with Cheese Dadwich in the mix before I cancelled it, so unless (for some fucked in the head reason) a lot of people asked for it, I'd rather leave it alone.
>>26438013
bump
>>26461821
>implying Mrs. Cake isn't a bigger whore than Pinkie
>implying two earth ponies can whelp a pegasus and a unicorn
>implying Mr. Cake isn't dead inside by now
>implying implications
>>26464452
You do good work, keep it up mon ami.
>>26438013
bump
>>26438013
bump
>>26464452
I am imagining ponk in an oversized pink fuzzy sweater. It's a pretty cute image.
>>26438013
Can I ice your tits?
