The Tale in it's Entirety
The sun shone through the window with unbridled enthusiasm. On the opposite side of the window was Corbin, who was not particularly fond of mornings. There he lied half awake, sprawled out on a bed. He weakly opened his eyes and quickly shut them as soon as the sun shone through. In his mind he said "Dang Celestia, making the sun so bright." Although that comment was only a reference to a fandom he knew of, he would later find out the irony of that comment to his current situation.
It was very apparent that his body was sore in various places, as due to the unfamiliar bed he was in. He quickly noticed the location of which he was in, which was a small pink bed placed right by the sun. He slid his lower half to the side of the bed, so he could sit up. He then noticed how small the bed was because his knees almost touched his head. On a table by his bedside, lay a single note. It read
"Corbin: in your time on earth, I saw how greatly you admire my little ponies, and I want to give you a special opportunity. For one day, you will be welcome in equestria. However, by the time I raise the sun again, you will be transported back to your home and the day you spent here will be erased in this universe as to not change the timeline in this world. I got the idea from my doctor, who always tells me about adventures using his imagination to craft his stories. Funny, I never got to know his name. Anyways, enjoy your day. Yours truly,
Princess Celestia."
Corbin held the note as if it was a picture of octavia performing as a master DJ. He turned his head and got off of the bed while holding the note, questioning his sanity. After that, he simply tossed the note aside and ventured off to find a kitchen, he was starving.
After walking for a little while, he found a room containing a refrigerator, a cabinet, and a stove fit to his liking. He reached into the refrigerator and took out some eggs to prepare his favorite breakfast dish; pancakes. While taking out two different sized bowls, he pondered the reality of actually being in equestria. Although he was an aficionado with my little pony, he had always thought that it would never be real. Reality struck him like a lightning bolt when he was mixing 3/4 cup of milk with one egg. He either had been drugged and kidnapped in his sleep, or he magically was teleported to this universe because he had fell asleep the night before in his own bed.
Corbin excitedly poured out flour into a large bowl while thinking about his day and how this would be the real day he was sub-consciously looking forward to. The liquid went into the center of the flour and Corbin stirred the mixture. He then realized he could do whatever he wants because Celestia would reset the universe tomorrow. He divided the mixture and threw it in the oven on a pan in a haste. He quickly rubbed his hands together with anticipation for his best day ever and his pancakes.
5 agonizingly long minutes later, he took out his baked good and cut in half using a butter knife. Quickly, he fetched the butter and jelly and spread it all over his pancakes. Then, all excitement came to a halt when he realized that he had make biscuits instead of pancakes.
"Stupid biscuits, why do you always turn out to be pancakes!" Corbin shouted without noticing his factual error. Without any hesitation, he threw out the perfectly fine biscuits and left his house. Ponyville struck him odd as many vibrant colors assaulted his eyes. When he got used to it, he started down a journey down Ponyville square, looking for somewhere to eat. As soon as he noticed Sugar cube corner, he started down that direction for the door. He opened the door and breezed by customers enjoying their confectionary goods and asked angrily if there was any pony at the counter.
Pinkie Pie came out of nowhere and asked "What can I do for a pony like you?" It was just then when Corbin realized he had been changed into a pony. Nevertheless, Corbin answered "Well, I was just making biscuits when they just turned into pancakes! Do you have any biscuits?". Pinkie just for a moment was in shock when she heard that situation; she thought she was the only pony that had happened to! Pinkie said "It happens to me all the time! Here, have some pancakes." Out of nowhere, Pinkie got a plate piled high with pancakes.
"I thought that I was the only pony that had happened to. Wanna talk later on?" she said. Corbin agreed and arranged to talk to her at his house at 5 o' clock. After breakfast, Corbin checked out a book and a librarian at the Ponyville library. The day quickly passed until about 30 minutes before Pinkie came over his house. While he went though some daily activities, Corbin started to develop an attraction towards Pinkie. He could relate to her on so many levels after all, and what kind of other ponies had that kind of scenario happen to them?
Corbin saw that despite Pinkie's quirky nature, she seemed to know exactly what what going on all the time. A short while later, Corbin gathered up some activities from a party store and set up some snacks for them on the table. In no time at all, Pinkie was right there at the door in front of Corbin's house. Corbin let Pinkie in but was puzzled as how she got there in the first place, for he did not give her any instructions on how to get to his house.
Pinkie told Corbin that she had followed him to his house and then asked him what kind of games there were to play. Without hesitation, Corbin grabbed a sheet of plastic and unraveled it in the air, revealing a twister board. Not long after, the two were on the floor, tangled on the mat, tangled within themselves. Pinkie and Corbin both lost themselves in each other's embrace, as time ground down to a halt. The pair of ponies had their eyes locked safely onto each other, until Pinkie's arms gave way and Pinkie smashed down to the floor on top of Corbin. "Sorry!" Pinkie almost screamed. Although Corbin's face was burning red around his cheeks, he was more than ok with what just happened.
To think, he could spend a whole day with his favorite pony, which seemed impossible in the real world. But now, he totally believed he was living the dream, his dream, and he intended to live it up to the fullest. Before things got more awkward, Corbin looked into the light blue pools of Pinkie's eyes, and kissed her lips. Pinkie realized what was going on and kissed back just as hard. Pinkie broke it with the silliest, most strangest grin she ever had and pulled him into a hug.
"You know, I'm only going to be here for one day, and then the world will reset back to the way it was tomorrow. And, I think I know a way to make this day more interesting for the both of us..." Said Corbin. Pinkie just looked at him, appalled that he was a multi-dimensional time traveler. Strangely enough, her back did not feel itchy, a telltale sign that someone was lying, no matter what their composure was if they lied. Pinkie continued to look at him, a smug grin plastered across his face. She was having a very hard time accepting the apparent facts that were in line for her.
"Wow, you're very forward, aren't you?" Said pinkie. Corbin nodded with the same silly grin on his face as he had last time. "And now you expect to take me right now?" Said Pinkie. Corbin nodded again. "Well Pinkie, what's it gonna be?" Said Corbin. "Great." Pinkie flatly said, before nipping his nose.
Corbin then kissed Pinkie again, and motioned with his tongue for Pinkie to part her lips. Now, there was no time to be embarrassed, shy, or cordial. Now it was time for love. Corbin slid his tongue over Pinkie's, making sure to emphasize the friction when they moved over each other. Pinkie was lost in a world she was so sure only she could go to, where it felt like she was lying on a cloud, drifting through the sky. Corbin then made slow, circular movements around Pinkie's tongue, until she lazily followed along. Pinkie pulled her head away, leaving a thin, curved line of spit between their mouths.
Then, Corbin rolled over Pinkie so that he was on her back, and then performed circular movements with his hooves on her back, massaging her. Pinkie sighed and pressed the side of her faced down into the mat, not caring that it was covered in dirt. Even Corbin didn't care, he found this adorable. His movements became more linear, moving up and down her back, stopping before her end, to which Corbin had developed a large "appreciation" for.
Corbin moved his hooves to her lower back, moving just to touch the top of her butt, making small indentations when he did. Massaging oil appeared out of nowhere, making his stokes glide on her soft fur. Now he had enough. It was time.
His hooves moved onto her posterior, moving in between and around her junk, giving him teasing, threatening glimpses of her prize tucked away. Corbin especially enjoyed the texture of where his hooves were right now, totally unique to anything else in the world. His face looked exactly like a boy looking at a large pile of his favorite candy, his face gleaming excitement. He noticed something else was also "gleaming with excitement". Two different "things" he noticed.
"Hey Pinkie, enjoying yourself there?" Said Corbin. Pinkie felt it was necessary to ask him the same question, but contented herself by just mumbling "mbfgh". It seemed like his hooves rolled over on that area enough times to last for hours, so he moved his head downward between her legs, and begun his long banquet.
Before tasting his "food", he gave it a light sniff, and it passed his approval. Corbin smiled and thought "Cotton candy, I knew it". He then gently lowered himself down onto her end and pushed apart her wide cheeks covering the wet cave. Then his tongue curled up, down, and around the present labia which elicited cute moans from Pinkie. Corbin's tongue slid easily across Pinkie Pie's pretty pink prize like a tongue on a bottle rim.
As he made circular movements, he now allowed his tongue to occasionally dart in and out of her love hole. Pinkie felt like the only mare in Equestria when she was getting "serviced" by Corbin, and the rising pleasure added to the fun of the whole process. Pinkie visualized herself in a desert being a water well and Corbin drinking her up until Corbin focused on her button.
Corbin on the other hand had a hard time breathing and a sore tongue. As soon as he focused on her button, his tongue became two times as sore, not to mention how much he had to bend his neck to reach all the way up there. The liquid which steadily flowed out tasted like coins, with a sweet undertone.
Pinkie nearly came, but Corbin did not allow this to happen. As soon as he noticed the tension in her face, he got up and put his head by her ear. He whispered: "Would you ever imagine that you won't remember any of this tomorrow?". Pinkie looked into his eyes for an answer, but found none. Corbin then embarrassed Pinkie by kissing her face and tongue kissed her, spreading her own juices on her all the while. Corbin thought himself a Picasso of kiss-painting, as he could not remember ever seeing a cuter image of pinkie on the internet.
Corbin rolled Pinkie on her side and proceeded to lie down behind her. For extra convenience, Corbin pulled a bed out of the air and put it under them. After Pinkie was accustomed to the bed and sheets, she provoked Corbin with her words she stuck her tongue out at him.
Corbin couldn't care less, as he could now breath after what felt like hours of being underwater. They shared a brief kiss and pinkie rolled back over so Corbin could "finish" the job. With laser-like precision, Corbin guided his pride towards Pinkie underneath the sheets, searching for the warm area. When he was content that he found it, he leveraged himself on Pinkie's shoulders and pushed. "Ouch!" Said Pinkie.
Corbin gravely realized he had made a mistake. This hole was much too tight and cold to be his destination, he must have aimed too far south! He steadied himself, took a deep breath, and curved his entrance angle outward. Pushing once more, his rock-hard erection traveled halfway into his partner.
Corbin stopped, as both ponies felt more overwhelmed than when Pinkie made friends with a mule. Corbin picked up the pace shortly afterwards, moving out and in while never traveling more than halfway into Pinkie. The rest of the canal would be fun for later. Pinkie was lost again in bliss while she was gently getting pounded away at. She felt like she was drifting on a cloud up a mountain, and pegasus Corbin was flying her cloud up.
Her feelings escalated as Corbin gently bit her ear, which made her face have a pained expression. Their hungers for each other grew from a blaze into a inferno, which surpassed their previous expectations and experiences. Corbin slowed down and pushed deeper with every thrust so both their emotions were stronger than before, and hungers more satisfied.
Pinkie never had imagined having this much fun doing something (or someone) for longer periods of time than her attention span. Corbin felt the same way. Not long after, the pair felt closer to their climax, and both knew that they were going to climax together, at the same place. Pinkie reached down and started to furiously rub her button to relieve the tension and Corbin understood that as the sign to finish the job.
He pushed himself all the way inside of Pinkie and rocked as hard as he could while pressed up against her. Just one minute later, Corbin thought of the situation he was currently in. "I'm pressed up against Pinkie (best pony), my balls resting on her snatch, my crotch feeling that wonderful ass of hers, and my face in her tangled cotton candy hair. This must be my best day ever." Corbin thought to himself. At the same time Corbin thought that, Pinkie thought "I finally met a guy who is as quirky as I am, and right now, I feel so complete inside. Today must be the best day ever."
And with those thoughts, the pair came harder than they ever had or will. Both of their minds blanked out, but Corbin remembered in the nick of time to pull some buckets under them, so he could really say that he came buckets. Looking down, he smirked satisfactorily at two out the three buckets he placed under them, which were completely filled with love juice.
Corbin noticed that Pinkie was fast asleep in front of him, and noticed that somehow the rest of the mane six were there, asleep on the floor with more love juice everywhere. The last thought produced in his head before sunrise was that her friends were looking out for Pinkie, but got carried away when they saw when things were getting intense. Wait, sunrise! Corbin roused himself at the crack of dawn, having thought that he only blinked.
He shook Pinkie until she opened her eyes, and just looked at her one last time. She craned he neck upwards to kiss him, and got about five seconds of Corbin before Celestia reset equestria. Although Pinkie felt bad about losing Corbin, she was eternally happy that she could still remember her time with her partner, as did he. Corbin felt his face for any crust and found none, as did Pinkie.
To this day, they do not understood exactly what happened, but they take pride in remembrance of the best day ever.
