Author's Note

Pinkie has a glorious ass, and she doesn't know it.

This was one of those ideas of mine that I tend to toss into my journals. It's one of those ideas that I like, but I don't really know what to do with it. I am a fan of having a little junk in the trunk, and I like Pinkie well enough, but for some reason I just don't like this one. Maybe I just needed a refresher and just scrap the whole thing and start again. I'm not sure what's up, but no matter the case I didn't end up finishing this one into something presentable.

Before you ask, originally I was going to have more where she'd meet other stallions including Mr. Cake, but by then this one had fallen out of favor with me. By then it wasn't fun to write or even plot out anymore so I stopped this one.

If you have thoughts on the matter, feel free to comment. Perhaps you'll spot what I can't.

Pinkie's Fat Ass - [Pinkie] [Ass Worship] [Huge Ass] [Praise Be To Pinkie's Phat Ass] [Ponyville Trembles Before Dat Ass]

Pinkie smiled as she skipped through town. Everypony was just so friendly today! Everywhere she went, from Roseluck’s greenhouse to a trip to the local apothecary, she’d been getting nothing but greetings from all of the locals. Caramel opened the door for while she was leaving Sugarcube Corner to go about her business. Even though he was looking at rear when he said it, he said she looked great today.

Well, Rarity was the one who always tried to spruce herself up no matter what the occasion, but that didn’t mean she didn’t try to look nice on occasion. She was helping run a business after all so she at least needed to look presentable. A little extra scrubbing and conditioner during her daily bubble bath and she was good to go.

Even as she came back from Zecora’s place she was still getting eyed. She supposed that was just a result for knowing everypony in town. She had a bear trap of a memory and could remember the details of everyone she met. Twilight said it was something like “photogenic memory” or something like that. Being friendly paid off and it didn’t cost a single bit. Although being friendly towards the stallions made the mares a little more angry. Although, now that she thought about it, all the one who got snippy with her were married.

Did they think she was a homewrecker!? Pinkie gasped where she stood, startling Roseluck as Pinkie passed by her stall. The mare had the constitution of a fainting goat and jumped so bad she knocked over one of her display stands carrying several ornamental display wreaths. They were very pretty maybe she’d get one when she got her next paycheck.

“Sorry about that Rosie!” Pinkie proceeded to help pick of the mess while a stallion perusing the arrangements, Toe-Tapper, graciously got out of the way. As she finished, Toe-Tapper she saw was also busily looking at her rear as well. What was up with everypony looking at her butt?

“If you like it so much, why don’t you marry it?” she taunted. That’d show him! Wait, she know how to really show him! She proceeded to shake her massive ass in his face. The soft supple flesh shook and rolled, the generous layer of fat and love handles moving like some fleshy lava lamp to enchant the eyes. He quickly stuttered and crossed his legs, excusing himself from the two of them.