Author's Note
2 years ago, I decided to publish this on a hot summer month. As you can see, I really didn't finish it up. But now, I did. I did very minor or no proofreading at all for the good solid half of the story. This is the writing I did 2+ years ago. There might be a gigantic shift in quality of writing halfway through.
Also, yes. The cover art is shit.
I made it 2 years ago.
I didn't change the summary because I wanted to have that very shitty authentic feel.
I'll sweet your treat.
“Fillies and gentlecolts of Ponyville, it is an honor for both you and I to see the experience and the wonder of the attempt to see the world’s largest ice cream cone!” a well dressed anthropomorphic unicorn stallion grinned and looked onto the growing crowd. Stroking his curly moustache, he gave a grin. His pearly white teeth had a radiant glow, seeming to attract the ponies far and wide.
“To achieve such a feat, I must acquire,” the gray stallion said dramatically, “Vanilla ice cream!” The crowd murmured as it got bigger and bigger. “Observe!” he proclaimed boldly, pressing a button. A mechanical whir spawned a monstrous lift from the bowels of the land. A waffle cone stood taller than the Towne Hall, dwarfing the other houses nearby.
The crowd stared up at the cone, dumbfounded. “I, Frozen ElsaAna, shall fill this delectable delight with vanilla ice cream!”
“You have a funny name, mister,” a child’s voice said from the crowd.
ElsaAna ignored that comment. “This is history in the making!” he said, his horn glowing in magic. From the heavens, frozen white blocks came from the sky. It landed perfectly inside the waffle cone, surprising the audience in ‘oohs’ and ‘ahhs’.
In an instant, the blocky texture of the ice cream turned into a perfect sphere. The stallion twirled his moustache. “I have done it.” The crowd gasped in amazement. However, little did they know that Celestia’s sun was making the ice cream melt. But, what they did not know at all was that the unicorn named Frozen ElsaAna, actually wanted the ice cream to melt. No one knew that of course.
The waffle cone suddenly ruptured, sending a torrent of white sticky goo into Ponyville. The crowd was swept away in the melted vanilla treat. Screams of laughter and joy were not these sounds. Instead, they were sheer terror and horror. The sticky substance collided with all the houses, filling them with dairy vanilla.
Frozen ElsaAna rode a waffle cone raft and breezed into town.
“Beautiful day, isn’t it?” he asked, tipping a straw hat. He took a sip of fruit juice out of a coconut shell before he bumped into something. He turned around to look into the eyes of Princess Twilight Sparkle.
“What is the meaning of this?” she asked, standing upon a magical float.
“Ah, princess, hello there,” ElsaAna said, grabbing her hand and pecking a kiss, “I am-”
“Discord, stop this nonsense.” Twilight gave a glare. “You know what happens, right?”
“April Fools!” the draconequus exclaimed, poofing out of his unicorn form. His red-yellow eyes popped up, along with his slender body. “I got you good, didn’t I?”
Twilight blinked for a few moments before shaking her head. “It’s almost autumn! April was months ago!”
“It’s April somewhere else you know,” Discord muttered.
“But it isn’t April here!” Twilight yelled.
Discord waved a paw. “Yeah, yeah.”
“Discord, your actions are getting troublesome,” Twilight said.
“Oh, what are you going to do?” Discord exclaimed with glee, “Turn me to stone?”
The princess gave a tsk. Ever since she had to relinquish the elements of Harmony, Discord took advantage of having a bit of fun.
“Twilight, I didn’t do chocolate ice cream since it looks like poo,” Discord stated out of the blue.
“I have no use for this information!”
“Then what information do you need?” he asked, changing his appearance to a mock version of Twilight, “I haves informations!” He stroked his purple-pink highlighted mane and fluttered his eyes.
“Stop this nonsense at once!” Twilight said, crossing her arms.
“Ugh. Fine.” Discord poofed back to his original form and snapped his claws. The vanilla flood was lifted out of the plain. “Happy?” he asked.
“No,” Twilight said coldly.
“Oh ladies, ladies, ladies,” Discord with a paw out, “Popular as I am, you need to talk to me one by one.”
Twilight, Applejack, Rarity, and Rainbow Dash ceased their talking mouths and gave the draconequus a nasty look.
“What?” Discord clutched his chest. “Did I just take the words out of your mouth?” he said, taking the word ‘darling’ out of Rarity.
The white unicorn gave a snort. “This has gone long enough!” she exclaimed, “You’ve destroyed Ponyville again with your shenanigans!”
Discord looked towards the fallout of Ponyville. “Eh.” He gave a shrug.
“Look, we gave ya’ a chance,” Applejack said, fixing her gallon hat, “More than six chances in fact.” She grimaced.
Rainbow Dash gripped the scruff of Discord’s neck and brought his head down to hers. “You’re a pain in the neck, you know that?” she scowled with a venomous tongue.
“Actually, there’s pain in my neck,” Discord replied, pointing to his own, “Quite contradictory.”
“It’s also quite a coincidence that Fluttershy isn’t here,” Twilight said, raising an eyebrow, “I wonder why.”
“You must be the world’s greatest detective!” Discord exclaimed, “Knowing when your friend is out of town!”
“You know this too, you know!” Rainbow Dash said, pushing Discord’s scruff away from her.
Discord groaned. “Guess I have to repair the town again, yada yada yada…”
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“There, now are you happy?” he asked, brushing the dust out of his maid outfit, “And remember that I don’t do windows,” he said, “The stuff on the windows right now looks like bird poo.”
“That was your doing!” Rarity exclaimed.
“No need to rush to conclusions, my dear,” Discord said, “Besides, both sides are happy.”
“No, we’re not,” the mares said in unison.
“Okay,” Discord said, putting his paw and claw at his hips, “What do I need to do?”
“First off, you’re not going to get off the hook so easily,” Applejack said, “Fluttershy was always there to back you up.”
Discord gave a surprised look. “What? You think I’m using Fluttershy to cover up my mishaps?”
“Second, you just gone too far with this ice cream flood,” Applejack said, ignoring Discord’s last remark. “And lastly, you didn’t fix Sugarcube Corner.” She pointed towards the wrecked sweet shop.
“Wait, where’s Pinkie Pie?” Rainbow Dash said looking around.
“Why do you look so glum, Rainbow?” Rarity asked, “It’s not as if Pinkie Pie slept through that terrible flood of-”
At that moment, a pink figure fell from the second story of Sugarcube Corner. It was none other than Pinkie Pie. It seemed like she got up and looked around her. She had a puzzled face, with no clue what was going on. The fact she had bed hair sealed it in.
“S-She slept through all that!” Rainbow Dash exclaimed.
“Fix that place?” Discord asked, taking out a plunger and toothpick, “Sure, consider it done.”
Twilight put her arm out and blocked Discord’s way. “Fix it without magic,” she ordered. Discord had thought this was a joke, but a red evil glint from the unicorn kept his mouth shut. He bit his bottom lip and looked towards the sweet shop.
“Let’s spice things up,” Twilight said, “Work at Sugarcube Corner for the rest of the week.”
Discord put up a finger to object, however, Twilight spoke on. “Wait, no, for the month.” Discord gulped and put his fingers down. Twilight looked pissed. Royally uber pissed.
“Any objections, Discord?” she asked, giving a grin.
“No?”
“Is that a question?”
“N-No. Not at all.”
“Good. Now step to it.”
Discord pinched the bridge of his snout and sighed. “Guess I deserve this, huh…” he mumbled to himself. Twilight had a look of glee on her face, watching the draconequus walk away.
“Twilight, you sure about this?” Rainbow Dash asked, “Pinkie Pie doesn’t know this yet!”
“Yes, she doesn’t know,” Twilight said, holding up a hand, “Add Discord to the mix,” she continued on, holding up her left, “What do you get?”
“And this is a good idea?” Rarity asked before Twilight gave a smile.
“Of course! I have a feeling that Pinkie will give Discord a lesson!” Twilight said, rubbing her hands.
Applejack rubbed her head. “This works. I guess,” she said reluctantly.
“Hey, what are you doing here?” Pinkie Pie asked as Discord wiped the edges of a window. “Cleaning.”
“Who told you that you can come in here?” she asked.
“Please, Pinkie Pie,” Discord said, “I just want to finish rebuilding this place and move on.”
Pinkie Pie stuck her head out the window and saw the rubble from Sugarcube Corner. “What happened?” she asked.
“Nothing much,” Discord replied, mending the shingles of the roof with a screwdriver, “Now go inside and touch yourself while Uncle Discord does his work, okay?”
Pinkie Pie fumed and jumped onto a couch. “Mr. and Mrs. Cake trusted me with Sugarcube Corner for the week and this happens.” She gave a sigh. Still in her pajamas, she turned to lie down. “And Discord is too stubborn. There’s no way he can leave me in peace.”
With that said, Pinkie Pie zipped towards the counter and grabbed a cinnamon roll. She stuffed it in her mouth and walked upstairs. “Time for a bath I guess.”
Discord finished fixing the roof and began to repaint the house. With the bristles in hand, he used the wooden handle to brush the building. “If only if I could use magic, things would be a snap!” he said. He looked around. “But it’s not like if she’s watching me right now, right?” he asked himself.
Nothing was on the ground, the sky, or around him. He gave a grin before a noise nearby caught his attention. Pinkie Pie’s voice came from the window. Discord peeked in, watching the pink pony splash in the bath.
“Well, Gummy,” she said, patting the alligator nestled up between her breasts, “It’s only us at Sugarcube Corner.”
Discord watched a soft long, slender leg rise up from the water. Pinkie Pie sighed. “I hope they’re safe.” Gummy blinked and laid still. Pinkie Pie giggled in reply. “Yeah, you’re right, they’re going to be fine!”
The draconequus gave a whistle, staring at plump butt cheeks that rose from the water. He was rather impressed of the hindquarters. He sighed and continued to paint the house. Discord stopped and copped another peek again. Not bad. Not bad at all. Pinkie Pie’s delicious curves sated his sight, but it was not enough. Maybe if she got out of the water…
Pinkie Pie suddenly got out of the water, her body firmly pressed together by a blue latex swimming suit. Discord’s jaw dropped, his excitement coming to an end. The paint from the wooden handle slowly fell up into the sky. He tsked under his breath, ponies and their confound clothes. He, on the other hand didn’t wear anything at all. For some reason however, ponies didn’t mind him without any clothes on. Perhaps he was just an uncouth non-pony?
Discord found himself overthinking and shook his head. It was just a swimsuit. He shouldn’t frolic over that. The next thing he knew, he was reminiscing on the golden days of chaos. The days where he ruled Equestria. He sighed in remembrance of turning the princess's’ clothes into bubbles and popping them with a dildo. Oh, the joys of discord by Discord.
He heard the splashing inside to see Pinkie Pie bending over the tub to wash Gummy. The small alligator sat, letting his owner rub all over him. Pink soap suds started to fly all over the bathroom and out the window. Discord rubbed his chin. What was Gummy thinking?
At the snap of his fingers, he was able to be inside of Gummy’s conscience.
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Discord blinked his eyes and shuddered. Never again would he ever be curious what pried underneath the mind of that devilish creature. Pinkie Pie kissed Gummy on the snout and stroked his scales.
“It feels good, don’t it, Gummy?” she cooed, holding him tightly and snuggling him. Gummy replied with a blank stare. She splashed water all over him and started to hum a small tune. She wiggled her juicy fat flank, letting her tail go side to side. Discord approved of this and gave a thumbs up. He wouldn’t mind smashing her from the back.
Pinkie Pie suddenly gave a sly smile. “Discord, how much longer are you going to stare?” But there was a slight blush on her face. “It’s a bit embarrassing.”
Discord cleared his throat. “Oh, nothing at all. Just looking at the walls of Sugarcube Corner, that’s all,” he quickly said, splattering tiles on the empty paint.
“Didn’t you say something about smashing me from the back?” she asked, biting her bottom lip. “I wouldn’t mind.”
“Twilight dear,” Rarity said, “Don’t you think it’s a bit cruel to force Pinkie Pie to take care of Discord?” She gave an unsure look. “I just have this feeling…” Rarity grimaced and shuddered.
“Oh, what?” Twilight replied. “Do you think something is going to happen between them?”
“Yeah, exactly that,” Rainbow Dash retorted. “What would you do if you were forced to take care of Discord?”
“Girls, girls, I’m just going to make him work there for a week or two. To force him to be on his best behavior,” Twilight calmly replied, folding her arms. “Besides, Pinkie Pie is going to work her magic easily on someone like Discord.”
“Twilight, is it just me, or has Discord really got onto your nerves?” Applejack nervously asked, “For some reason, you seem,” she paused and scratched her head. “Darker today.”
“Dark as in how?” Twilight asked, a malicious dark aura radiating around her.
“Whoa, hey now Pinkie Pie!” Discord said, backing up into a corner. “I know that you don’t want me to be in Sugarcube Corner, but I need to work here just for a little bit!” He gave a weak smile at Pinkie Pie’s relenting seductive glare.
She suddenly spoke. “I can say that I’m in heat,” Pinkie Pie said, pressing her wet body into his. The soft latex of the swimsuit and her fur brought chills down Discord. The draconequus was at the mercy of the pink pony. “But I’m not,” she whispered. She firmly grabbed at his crotch, on its way of being erect. Discord winced at Pinkie Pie’s rough, yet arousing touch. She smiled up at him and bit her bottom lip again. “You like this, don’t you?”
Discord slowly nodded. She replied by sticking her tongue out. “Good boy,” she said, wrapping her small fingers around his monstrous cock. “Now, you’ll do what I ask of you, right?” she asked, using her tongue to lick his tip. Pinkie Pie began to stroke his penis, which was already expanding due to his erection. He replied with a fury of nods.
“Good,” she said before shoving his cock inside of her mouth. Discord held his breath, the tip of his dick taken in by Pinkie Pie’s small hot mouth. “Mmmph…” she moaned, her cheeks filled the heat of his impressive girth. Her lips pressed against his throbbing shaft, letting a thin layer of her salvia coat him. Soon, she went deep and lowered her head down his penis. She gagged, her throat taking in much as it could. With her lips wrapping around the base of his gargantuan dick, she could tell he was near climax. The way he was breathing, the way his cock was twitching. She smiled, loving the expression Discord gave off.
“Let it all out in my mouth,” she softly said with a mouthful of dick. Discord nodded. “Come on, go ahead and use me,” her muffled voice replied. She winked, grabbing Discord’s claws and placing them at the back of her head. With a heavy breath, he began to thrust in deep and out vigorously. Her mouth pussy was at Discord’s relentless lust and soon, he was at the brink.
Pinkie Pie’s saliva dripped from Discord’s rough movements, but she kept composure. “Augh!” Discord mustered, grabbing her head. He pushed her head down, allowing his cock to go deep in her throat. Semen shot out straight down Pinkie Pie’s mouth, filling her up instantaneously. His seed poured out, mixing with her saliva. She was breathing heavily and drooling with the sperm in her mouth.
She licked it up and leaned against Discord. “Now that I made you feel good,” she said, rubbing herself against him, “Can you make me feel good too?” she asked. Her nipples showed through her swimsuit, and rubbing it against the horny beast summoned his erection again.
Pinkie Pie giggled at his sudden erection and blushed. “You want to fuck me that bad?” She began to take off her swimsuit. Discord nodded and watched her take her clothes off. Her plump breasts bounced and her dripping pussy was eager to fuck. Pinkie Pie pressed a finger to Discord’s lips. “Easy boy,” she said, spreading her pussy over his erection. “You have to treat me gently. You don’t want to hurt me, right?” Her tiny pussy slightly opened to his giant cock. “You’re a bit too big, so be gentle, okay?”
Discord grabbed underneath her arms and let her weight slowly slide down him. Pinkie Pie made a few moans from the slight pain and an intense throbbing pleasure. Her vaginal walls slowly expanded and got used to Discord’s very wide girth. “T-There, it fit,” she said, straddling him. She wrapped her arms around his neck. “It’s your turn now,” she winked.
Discord acknowledged it. His own throat wrapped himself, disabling him from forming words. He began gently, knowing full well that his size could tear her apart. “Mmm… Ehhmm…” Pinkie Pie moaned, letting the weight of gravity press her down on top of him. She gave a heavy sigh of relief. “It’s finally all the way inside,” she said. Discord grabbed beneath her voluptuous thick juicy thighs and raised her on his dick.
He gently lowered her with the gravity pressing down. The sensation of her own weight pressing down along with his massive dick thrusting deep inside of her tightened her vaginal walls. Discord moaned from her tight small pussy around him, making him apply more vicious pressure. Slowly, the beast inside of him began to take control of him, pounding her pussy with ferocity.
But Pinkie Pie loved it rough like that, the monstrous cock ravaging her pussy with utmost lust and fury. His precum mixed in with her vaginal juices, lubricating the savage onslaught of her womb. Her breasts bounced up and down from the momentum caused by Discord. Even with tears in her eyes, Pinkie Pie’s face was written in intense pleasure. Her tongue hung out as her body experience no other mare could. Saliva dripped from her tiny mouth but came off from the hard thrusting.
Discord began to increase his pace, smashing her pussy with his thick dick. Her ass came down to meet his pelvis over and over again, filling her up to the brim. He then brought her down hard, reaching his climax all of the sudden. He unloaded his seed deep inside of her, his semen filling up her womb. Her body shuddered by all the sperm pouring inside of her. Pinkie Pie reached her own climax as well, feeling the intense hot rush of his seed coursing deep.
He slowly pulled himself out, his semen covered dick displaying the work he had done. Pinkie Pie laid breathing heavily and smiling underneath her sweat and hard work. The thick white seed plastered to her like glue, coating her thighs and legs. “So you did say that you were going to work for a week for me, right?” she winked. “Maybe even longer?”
“Rainbow Dash, it’s been a few hours,” Fluttershy said, “I think Pinkie Pie’s got it covered.”
Rainbow Dash replied with a quick shake of her head. “Something just doesn’t feel right. Besides, I’m still a slightly bit annoyed that Twilight dumped Discord on Pinkie Pie. Who in the right mind would do that?”
“Personally, I actually think that Twilight has a plan,” she said. The two pegasi were scouting Sugarcube Corner, observing to see how things were going. “Things have been awfully quiet, hasn’t it?”
“I mean-”
“Look, there’s Twilight!” Fluttershy said, pointing towards the door of Sugarcube Corner. “See, Rainbow Dash? It was Twilight’s plan all along.”
Twilight, with a smug grin on her face smiled and knocked on the door. Perhaps Pinkie Pie’s crazy antics matched Discord’s. Perhaps not, but it probably worked out well. She frowned and knocked on the door again.
Maybe too well?
She grabbed the doorknob and attempted to force it to open.
“Is trying to open a locked door part of the plan?” Rainbow Dash asked Fluttershy.
“Oh, I don’t know, why don’t you ask Twilight that?” she gently snapped back.
The door clicked open. “Okay Discord! I’ve been thinking that-” Twilight’s voice suddenly fell. She slammed the door shut. Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy watched their nerdy friend sprint away from the sweet shop.
“What did she just see?” Rainbow Dash asked, in shock what was inside of Sugarcube Corner.
“Oh, I don’t know, maybe Discord and Pinkie Pie were fucking hard over the counter?” Fluttershy sweetly retorted.
“You can’t be fucking serious.”
