"You want us to WHAT?" Scootaloo and Apple Bloom said in unison.

"Look, I know it sounds weird," Sweetie Belle started, "but I really want to do this with Button, and we need two more parts. Besides, we might even get our Cutie Marks." Apple Bloom looked doubtful.

"A porn Cutie Mark? What would that even be?" She asked.

"Well," Scootaloo put in, "some ponies say Rainbow Dash's Cutie Mark actually just means she likes to flash a lot..."

"Ugh, I don't even..." Apple Bloom replied. Scootaloo sighed.

"Fine Sweetie Belle, we'll help. But if this ends badly, don't expect us to take any more of your suggestions." Sweetie Belle nodded, but inside she let out a cheer. SUCCESS! It was the day after she and Button had been caught in the Boutique. Yesterday had been really frightening when Button's mother had come in. The look on her face had been so terrifying that Sweetie Belle wasn't actually sure they were going to make it out in one piece. But Lyra had managed to diffuse the situation by putting in a suggestion from her story. Jumbled love tangles are best displayed through graphic images. In other words, make a movie about it. Lyra had volunteered herself for film crew, and Button and Milfy were the main cast, along with Sweetie Belle, and now the entire Cutie Mark Crusaders.

Milfy was blowing off some stress by "exercising." She had been pretty shocked to find Button fucking up Sweetie Belle. She didn't think her encouragement would have led her son to try that. Some family bonding experience if it just drove Button off to somepony else. If Lyra hadn't been there, well... Not even Milfy was sure what exactly would have happened. But it definitely would not have been pretty. She hadn't said a word to her son since; she wasn't sure what to say, or whether she would be able to talk to him without losing control at the moment. She had no idea whether she would erupt into a fit of anger or a fit of horny lunacism, but she didn't want to find out. So she merely decided to avoid the colt until their production began this afternoon.

Button had no idea how he had gotten himself into this. All he had wanted was a little action with Sweetie Belle. And it had been the best minute or so of his young life. But now he had scored himself a starring role in a porn movie. How did that even work? For Sweetie the Belles Toll? What was this shit? And why did Lyra think this was a good idea? He was worried about what exactly was going to happen. He was a little worried since his mother hadn't said anything on the way back home, or since then.

"Ugh!" Button moaned out loud. His dick still hurt from everything that had gone on yesterday, and now he was gonna be doing more today. Was that a good thing? He had no idea. He actually sort of liked the idea, but at the same time really didn't want involved in any more of his mother's crazy shenanigans. But whether he wanted to or not, it was almost the time Lyra had booked for them at the Ponyville Studio. So he sighed and lugged himself out of bed; time to do or die.

The studio was located near the Boutique, right behind it, as a matter of fact. But for whatever reason, no one really ever noticed it was there. It was a giant building lengthwise, but it wasn't very tall, so it was shadowed out by Rarity's shop most of the time. But Button didn't really care about that. His mind was completely on other things, like usual. But instead of his fantasy worlds, he was thinking about cold hard reality. Going inside, he found that Sweetie Belle and her friends Scootaloo and Apple Bloom were already there. Lyra was in the back, taking stock on things that Button couldn't even guess what they were. The green unicorn noticed his entrance and called him over.

"Good morning, Button." She said as he slowly walked over.

"Umm... hi Ms Lyra." Was Button's reply. "So... is this really happening?" Lyra looked at him like he had a third eye.

"Why wouldn't it?" This is the pinnacle of my research! I'm testing to see whether humanity's solutions can be applied in Equestria! And it's also a glorious moment for you, too."

"Huh? It is?"

"Of course! This is your mom's attempt to reconnect your family. The big moment where you all make up and become happy together!" Button didn't quite follow, and Lyra could tell from his expression. "You didn't know your mom was doing this for you?"

"Um, no. I had no idea why this whole thing suddenly started. What do you mean reconnect? Is there a problem with my family?"

"Your mother is just concerned about your help. She was just worried that you spend too much time in your own world, and that you don't have enough friends."

Button wasn't sure how to reply. His mom was just doing this because she was worried about him? That actually made him feel slightly better; at least now he had a reason. Sure, he spent a lot of time gaming, but he had more friends than his mom realized. He was actually a pretty outgoing colt, but maybe he had been ignoring his mom a little too much lately. At that moment, his mother entered the building.

"Thanks, Ms Lyra. I'll see you later." Button said, and dashed off before she could reply. She shrugged and went back to her stock check. Colts these days. Button made his way to the other side of the room, running over to his mom.

"Mom!" He shouted as he ran right into her and gave her a hug. Milfy didn't know what to do, but she didn't have much of a chance to do anything before he started jabbering in his game-speed voice. "mom, I'm really really sorry. Lyra told me you were trying to make us a better family and I realized I kind-of have been far off lately and maybe I could try to be a little more social and I'm sorry that I didn't do the dishes and you should of just told me that you were worried about me and maybe this all wouldn't have happened but-" But she put her hoof up to his mouth and cut him off. Tears of joy were starting to well up in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, honey. I tried to talk to you, but nothing seemed to reach you, so I asked Lyra for advice. She observed some humans and found out that how they dealt with despondent children, and that's pretty much what has happened since." She hugged her son back.

"Mom, I promise to try harder to be part of a family."

"Okay, sweetie." She said, overjoyed. "Okay."

"So, I guess it all worked out." He said.

"Yeah. Now there's really no need to-" But she got cut off as Lyra grabbed her and pulled her to the wall, chaining her up against it.

"All right, everypony! Let's get this show on the road!" She shouted.

"Lyra, wait a-" Milfy tried to get in, but the green pony was beyond reach as she ran back to get the camera ready.

"Scene one. The young hero rescues his fairy from the villain!" She yelled, putting some cutout wings on Milfy and queuing to Button to take his place.

"Wah - Oh shit!" He yelled out as a stage hand pushed him onto the set. No script. Okay. Where was this going? On the other side, Sweetie Belle and her friends apparently already knew what they were doing, because they were already in position around his mother. Then Lyra decided to explain the plot.

"The hero arrives at the castle lair to find his Fairy Fuckmother being tortured by the villain, Rotten Core, and her two henchman, Munchkin and Deathabelle. He proceeds to fight them in combat and rescue her. Good luck, Button! And... ACTION!"

"Wha...?" Button just stood there, having no idea what he should do. ...well, time to wing it. Maybe those RPGs had been good for something. No one had given him a script, so he could pretty much do whatever the hell he wanted. So he ran off set real fast and went to his saddlebag and pulled out something. Everypony else was confused, but Button ran back into the camera's shot, wearing a fake mustache.

"The Stache has arrived!" He shouted, assuming his favorite hero guise. Lyra shrugged again, and the film kept rolling. Button ran forward to where his beloved Fuckmother was chained up, really getting into the role now.

"So, you came!" Rotten Core said in an adorable southern drawl somewhere off the camera's current shot. "But you're far too late!"

The camera zoomed over onto the Filly Fucker 5000 with hydrolic piston action. Rotten Core aligned the machine up with his Fuckmother's anus. Munchkin, the orange subordinate, stepped forward.

"Everyone else is already dead, except your fairy." She said maniacally. Then the white one, Deathabelle, stepped forward.

"But don't worry, we're still going to kill her." That one said.

"Mmm-hm" The Stache replied.

"But first I'm going to rape her!" Rotten Core returned to the spotlight.

"Neat."

"But before I do any of that, we're going to rape you!"

"Oh? See that would be intimidating, if you were, well... intimidating."

"Are you mocking me?"

"No! No, no, no, no, no. Pssh, yeah!" Fast as lightning, The Stache whipped out out his stallion sized super cock, his ace weapon, and charged at Rotten Core. The villain tried to respond:

"Your weapon won't help with-" but she was cut off by his weapon getting rammed straight into her throat. His cock tickled the base of her uvula, but she barely resisted the urge to throw up. When The Stache saw that his weapon was ineffective, he tried ramming it in harder and deeper. Rotten Core responded by closing her mouth around his dick. Her saliva had lubricated his weapon to the point that it almost slid out of its victim, but The Stache held fast. Munchkin charged forward, yelling:

"We're going to get you... off!" And she tackled him, shoving her plot into his face. Deathabelle used this moment to turn on the Filly Fucker 5000, easing it into the Fuckmother's soft, marshmallowy butthole. The cry of pain was drowned out only by the cry of pleasure when the machine went in dry.

"Bite the pillow!" Deathabelle yelled at the Fuckmother. "Oh wait, you don't have one!" She said with a horrible twisted grin appearing on her face. Milfy's acting completely dropped there. This was the moment that she realized... Sweetie knew! Now this was more than a movie! This was the filly's sweet sugary revenge! The machine began to vibrate and move deeper and deeper into the Fuckmother's ass. Milfy was too busy moaning in ecstasy to complain about this filly's uprising. In the mean time, Munchkin was viciously vibrating her virgin vag on The Stache's mouth, as he tried to yell out "No free rides!" While that went on, Rotten Core began forcefilly sucking on his fruity foal flesh. The Stache tried his hardest to get himself free, but Rotten Core was just too rough. But then The Stache heard the lustful scream of his Fuckmother, and he grew with superpony strength. The sudden expansion caused Rotten Core to begin to suffocate as she was filled up from head to tail. At the same time, he found Munchkin's clitoris and bit down, causing her to shout in pain. Pushing the two off of him, he made his way over to his screaming Fuckmother. On the verge of an orgasm, The Stache only had a small amount of time to free her before the machine's settings would cause her end.

He ran forward, aiming to smash the machine, but found Deathabelle blocking his path.

"You'll never save her, Stache!" Deathabelle yelled, and pulled a lever on the Filly Fucker 5000. A compartment opened on the side, revealing a strap on of her own. It was bigger. It was wider. And The Stache's face grew pale with terror. She quickly attached it, and now she was leading the charge. Their blades collided with a meaty *thwap,* but neither side gave an inch. This power struggle continued on for what felt like minutes, until another moan from the Fuckmother distracted The Stache, giving Deathabelle the perfect moment to pounce on him. As she shoved him to the ground a forehoof pushed his sack up, revealing his own hidden hole, her other hoof guided her prelubricated dildo deep into The Stache's asshole. The hero screamed in burning agony, but yet it was strangely enjoyable. The sensation became even more confusing as she slid his tip into her mouth, her hooves working vigorously.

"Oh, you dirty bitch, work the shaft!" He moaned out. Deathabelle replied with a bite on his head, eliciting another scream. The Stache's scream was joined by one from his Fuckmother. This was his last chance. He firmly planted his forehooves on the ground, and thrust his lower body up. He pushed himself deep into Deathabelle's throat, the sheer force of his erection forcing her off of him. Finally free, The Stache made his way over to the Filly Fucker 5000, re-sheathing his weapon. He began to fiddle with the controls and managed to undo the top latching on his Fuckmother. But then, right before he finished freeing her, an inexplicable urge came over him. He moved forward, igniting his weapon for one last blaze of glory. He forced his Fuckmother's mouth open, creating a perfect vacuum around his cock. The Cum Slut Crusaders tried in one last effort to pull the Stache away from his Fuckmother, less their power be unveiled. But they were unable to separate the two. And that's when it happened. Three explosions all went off at once, The Stache's hot sticky cum filling his Fuckmother's mouth, and The Fuckmother reaching a violent pinnacle, shattering her body and soul. In the final explosion of the Filly Fucker 5000, the entire castle was sent straight to sweet oblivion.

...

"And that, dear, is where fillies come from." Button's mother finished telling her son the story. She was glad to have that over with.

"But mom, I still have a question. Where exactly does-" But he was cut off by his mother, who told him that it was time for bed. Maybe some day he would have his questions answered. So she tucked him in, turned out the lights, and exited the room, closing the door behind her. She heard him say "I love you mom" before it shut. She went back to her own room to lie down for a while. Unfortunately, she couldn't get herself to fall asleep. She got back up and blinked. She got out of bed and opened her drawer. Going through it, she found some small pieces of destroyed cutout wings, a letter from Lyra apologizing for Button's head trama, and the dildos she had borrowed from Pinkie. She closed the drawer and went back to her bed, mumbling one last thing before going to sleep.

"Time for adventure."

Author's Note

This movie could also be titled:
"S&S and Th make a Porno; CDR is a Douchebag"
Additional names include, but are not limited to:
"Puns, the Musical"
"Sweetie, I Fucked the Kids"
"Who's Plot is it Anyway"
or "Mustache Rides For Two"
It's so punny it hurts. Thought of one we didn't? Feel free to name the movie.

SmileandSoar - Well, that was an... um... interesting experience. Blatant rip-off of a Hellsing Abridged line. Because I love that series. Well, that wraps it all up, I believe. Had a little fun along the way.

Tehheliclopter - ...I just...I just can't. And I don't. And this is over. Please enjoy our shitty parody of ourselves. Thank you and good night.

Clop Drop and Roll - Nothing.