Pinkius Pieicus: Behind the Bush
Pinkius Pieicus: Behind the Bush
Bouncing around and smelling a flower while giggling. Watching a butterfly. Spike finds out about her stalking.
But she claims its scientific research.
Rolling around in front of the school. Itchy nose, giving her the idea to hide under a giant horseshoe. Spike runs away.
Results in getting attacked by a swarm of bees.
Smelling another flower. Ear flop, eye flutter, knee twitch. Spike hides.
She falls through Applejack’s cellar door.
Twitchy tail. Spike runs away... again.
A flower pot falls on her, followed by an anvil, then a carriage of haystacks, and finally a piano.
All of them were complete failures.
Twilight had almost grown tired of constantly falling into some form of mishap whenever she watched Pinkie Pie. Every time she simply attempted to monitor her for scientific reasons to make sense of her strange power, it would backfire in some way or another. She didn’t even know why the bees attacked her, considering she was minding her own business.
But she remained focused. She had to find out about the Pinkie Sense regarding its strange properties, and that still included monitoring the mare wherever she went, and whatever she did.
...Unfortunately, that last accident left her a little handicapped. She could walk again, but she couldn’t take any sudden jerks of her body. Parts of her body seemed slightly bruised, her mane felt a little ruined, and she wore bandages on her two fore hooves. Her right eye had also taken a slight beating from the previous force.
She had long given up the hat she started off with, and had given the notepad to Spike. When the dragon didn’t decide to run away whatever chance he had anyway. It was impossible to take any notes anymore, so she only wondered why he even bothered to stick around. Was he just curious? She didn’t know.
She was losing her patience, possibly giving the crazy mare only one last chance to redeem herself for an answer. She had followed her to her latest location; a semi-secluded area with trees and bushes. It looked almost like a public park area, but there were no other ponies around. That fact only made Twilight feel better, as she didn’t have the risk of anypony else finding out about her mission.
But she did question why Pinkie Pie went to this area specifically.
Granted, her pattern for travelling earlier that day was random to the extreme. After all, who decides to roll on the grass in front of the town school? That was weird by itself, but she didn’t know what to think of the sudden change of scenery. Pinkie Pie had already been random enough for the day, so there really wasn’t anything she could say.
She had her bush, and her binoculars. From her hidden base, she had a clear view of Pinkie Pie, just bouncing through the area that could be depicted as the central area of the park without a care in the world. It wasn’t exactly a park, but it was no field either.
She peeked through the binoculars, getting a clear image of the pink pony. She was happily bouncing along, possibly humming to herself, completely oblivious to the eyes watching her constantly.
She smiled, observing Pinkie Pie. She kept her guard up, for any immediate sign of the Pinkie Sense. Spike was sat nearby, not watching, most likely afraid of impending disaster, but ready to take notes.
An odd change.
Pinkie Pie stopped her bouncing, and seemed to draw her attention towards her surroundings. She browsed around, checking every direction from her location, most likely searching for any ponies. A smile grew on her face as the total count for ponies she spotted came out to be nought.
Twilight remained watching with her constant gaze on Pinkie Pie, following her as she made her way to the back of a tree off the path. Her current bush location was fine to continue watching Pinkie Pie, as it still gave her a clear view. But Pinkie Pie didn’t stop at the tree; she continued round to behind a certain bush. Twilight could still spot Pinkie and the bush she was currently occupied behind, only one of the rare places she could see her.
“Hmm,” she mumbled, rubbing her chin with her hoof.
The bush in question was more ‘private’ than others, hiding whatever was behind it from the public eye. Only a very concentrated sight could spot Pinkie Pie in her current location if a pony went extremely out of their way to do so. Nothing on any of the paths would spot her at all, leaving her practically hidden.
Twilight however, could see her clear as day.
Pinkie Pie leaned her back up against the bush, sighing as she did so, easing into it almost like a cushion. Her distance from Twilight was at a range where she didn’t require binoculars to get a clear view, but they gave more detail and focus, should she choose to use them.
Twilight watched as Pinkie Pie lifted up one of her hooves, and brought it towards her mouth. She would have expected Pinkie Pie to get some form of Pinkie Sense reading, but she just gave it a slight lick instead. It was unexpected.
“Interesting...” Twilight muttered to herself, unsure of what Pinkie was planning.
However, that changed when she suddenly saw that same hoof that had been partially filled with saliva trail down Pinkie Pie’s body, getting more south by the second.
“What is she doing?” Twilight asked herself, now getting the full attention of Spike.
An idea flashed into her mind as soon as she saw the hoof nearing its predetermined destination. If she didn’t know any better, it was going to touch her...
“Twilight? What’s she doing now?”
Twilight didn’t answer, but just watched as Pinkie Pie’s hoof connected with what she was certain was her private region, for as soon as they joined together, Pinkie Pie’s mouth had opened and a slight moan escaped from her.
“Ooooh,” she heard come from Pinkie Pie, just barely audible from her distance.
“Twilight?” Spike asked, now shaking Twilight’s hoof to grab her attention.
She winded her head around, to Spike looking up at her with worry. She darted her head back towards Pinkie Pie, fully confirming what she thought she had started to engage in. She had to get Spike away as soon as possible. She did not want the little dragon to see what Pinkie Pie was doing, or experience any of her more... mature actions.
She was about to say something, when out of the corner of her eye, she saw what she feared. Pinkie Pie’s hoof started to move, making small motions rotating up and down. Within seconds, she could see that Pinkie Pie was enjoying it already, only getting more into it as time passed. Spike had to leave now.
“Hey Spike,” Twilight finally said, a bit nervously, “Why don’t you go back to the library? I’ll continue to monitor Pinkie by myself.”
Spike, while confused at the suggestion, would agree anyway. Anything to get away from the horrors of the Pinkie Sense that had occurred earlier. Not to mention that continuously watching Pinkie Pie was getting slightly boring. “Alright.”
Twilight gave the dragon a pat on his head, before he casually walked away, unaware that he had taken the notepad with him. Twilight kept balancing her focus between the mare pleasuring herself and Spike, making sure that neither party saw or knew about the other. On one side, there was a close friend of hers pleasuring herself. On the other, there was Spike getting further and further away.
Indeed she had her luck, as neither of the two seemed to acknowledge the other. She could understand it from Pinkie’s perspective, seeing as how she was rather preoccupied. With Spike now out of the picture, she could now focus her full attention on Pinkie Pie.
But did she really want to?
Pinkie Pie’s hoof had started to speed up a bit, going a bit faster, as the mare continued to enjoy her own work. A few more moans came out, all of which Twilight could hear. She quickly came to a likely conclusion that Pinkie Pie was probably a screamer, although that fact didn’t really matter at this point.
Twilight was dumbfounded. She had so many questions. Why did Pinkie Pie decide to just do this in the middle of nowhere? And in a public area too. Granted, she had some privacy in her current location, but why didn’t she just go home? If Twilight could hear her moans too, there was no doubt she’d get found out if another pony happened to be nearby.
But maybe Pinkie Pie liked that idea. Some ponies like the idea of danger or getting caught. It was obvious that Pinkie Pie wouldn’t perform in these acts in the middle of the street, but slightly off the path where she could still be seen might be considered a turn on to her.
But it wasn’t the only thing Twilight was facing problems with at the moment. For some bizarre reason, she just couldn’t look away. Maybe she was interested if Pinkie Pie got a Pinkie Sense mid-performance. Maybe seeing a new side of Pinkie Pie intrigued her. Perhaps all of the stress she had gone through earlier was washing away just watching Pinkie Pie enjoying herself.
She knew it was wrong to watch Pinkie Pie, but her eyes refused to find a new target. No matter how hard she tried, her eyes remained fixated on the pink mare.
“Ahhh. Ahhh. Ahhh.”
Pinkie Pie was now entering a mode where she moaned at more often intervals, no longer being discreet in the slightest. It was backed up as the hoof was going even faster than before, driving Pinkie Pie closer and closer to her climax.
Twilight also noticed that Pinkie Pie’s posture had changed too. Her head was openly facing the sky, mouth wide open with her tongue occasionally sticking out every now and then. Her eyes looked like they were in another world by themselves, not exacting fixating on a specific point. Her other free hoof also never decided what it wanted to do, as it moved all over the place. Sometimes, Pinkie Pie placed it on her forehead, while other times she planted it on the ground.
And all she continued to do was increase the speed of her input.
“Ohhhh!”
Pinkie Pie’s moans were now threatening to become screams, even bordering on the level. Her volume range had far surpassed Twilight’s distance, and the pitch of them was already high, so she was definitely busted if another pony was nearby. But perhaps that was deliberate on her part.
Twilight, staring at the mare enjoying herself, was frozen in place. Her lips had parted slightly, not exactly knowing what to do, as she kept those eyes on the pink pony. As Pinkie Pie just got more into it, Twilight involuntarily lifted her binoculars up to her eyes and peeked through, getting a much clearer view of the action.
She felt heat come over her as soon as she saw the much clearer figure through the lens. She could sense something change inside her. She placed a hoof over her chest, to feel that her heartbeat had increased.
Was she enjoying this?
Concentrating through the binoculars, she saw Pinkie Pie really going to work with that pink hoof, wondering just how much endurance she had at the same time. Pinkie Pie’s questionable energy reserve was one thing, but this was blowing that out of proportion.
“Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!”
Pinkie Pie’s fast moaning was coupled with pants in between. Twilight only gulped as her eyes remained on the scene in front of her. She had some more questions, as much as the situation didn’t call for them. How much experience does Pinkie Pie have? How many times has she does this?
And why. Why was it SO GOOD TO WATCH!?
Twilight tried to deny it. She didn’t want to admit it. She couldn’t. It was Pinkie Pie after all, one of her best friends. As much as she could see Pinkie Pie doing this, she could leave it behind them. She would have to. She could never bring it up, never having to see Pinkie Pie in another way. After all, this art is normal for everypony. Whether some decided to do it out in the open was something else entirely though, and everypony had their own preferences. It wasn’t her thing to judge.
The action was soon ending though, as Twilight heard Pinkie Pie’s screams louden for the final time, sending her into her climax at last. Looking through the binoculars, she witnessed Pinkie Pie finally finding a use for her other hoof, as she dug through her mane and dragged out a... cup? An empty cup. And she placed it right in front of her marehood, which opened up and started squirting soon after.
Twilight just saw Pinkie’s fluids get captured by the cup. Did she plan to do this from the beginning? Did she carry around that cup all day to wait for this? And why didn’t Twilight feel disgusted at watching this?
Following up to see her reaction, Pinkie Pie’s expression had changed to one of pure orgasm. Her eyes were closed, her bottom lip constantly wobbling and almost looking like she was whimpering.
Gazing back down, Twilight saw that Pinkie’s other hoof was slightly covered in her own juices, covering only a minority of it in a radiant glow, with some of it slightly dripping. It was raised shortly afterwards, towards Pinkie Pie herself.
Twilight felt a shiver down her spine as she saw Pinkie Pie taking things to the next level, lifting her hoof up and licking off her own juice, looking and feeling proud as she did so. She just seemed to take it off with no trouble, before lowering her hoof back to her marehood to catch any drainage, before repeating the same process again.
Twilight didn’t know what to think, as Pinkie Pie just sat back and sighed in satisfaction. She was leaning back fully into the bush, her chest rising and falling with every breath she took.
“Twilight?”
The sudden voice almost made her jump out of her skin, as she shrieked from the name call. She quickly peeked out from her bush, checking if Pinkie Pie had heard her. Luckily, the pink pony continued to lie in her own accomplishment, not seeming to notice the gentle rustling of leaves.
Twilight breathed heavily, before turning to the source of the calling. To her side was Spike, once more looking up at her again. “Is something wrong?”
“No,” she replied, almost a bit harsh, “Just don’t sneak up on me like that.”
Spike didn’t even want to comment on the irony of Twilight stalking Pinkie Pie. He was going to peek through the bush to see what Twilight was looking at, but he was pushed back before he had the chance. “Sorry. Has Pinkie done anything?”
Twilight seriously didn’t know what the best answer to that was. So instead, she was drawn to a distraction, quickly thinking on the spot regarding his presence. “What are you doing back here? I told you to go to the library.”
Spike pulled out the notepad. “I uh, forgot that I took this with me. I came back after realising you needed it.”
Twilight took the notepad with her magic straight away, checking if the dragon made any indications at all of knowing what Pinkie Pie had done. After all, she screamed so loud he had to hear something. She flicked through all of the pads one by one, not finding a single clue leading to Pinkie Pie’s actions. All of them blank. She liked that.
She sighed in relief, knowing that Spike wouldn’t require a special talk anytime soon. In her brief distraction though, she hadn’t checked up on Pinkie Pie. She brought her attention back to peek out of the bush, to see that Pinkie Pie was now nowhere in sight.
She jumped up, fully exposing herself from the bush, to find any trace of her at all. It took her a while, but she spotted Pinkie Pie a bit in the distance, sat in the middle of the park area. There, she saw her licking her hoof, the exact same one she used earlier.
She cringed, as she tried to get towards a better monitoring position, still dedicated to her original mission. What happened a while ago would just be a setback, and she would ignore it if it meant getting some scientific answers for the Pinkie Sense.
She stalked her prey, getting behind a bush closer towards the target. Pinkie Pie seemed to finish licking her hoof, most likely removing any last traces of any fluids, before she saw another figure.
“Hey Applejack,” she said, greeting the pony, “Whatcha doing?”
Twilight remained on edge. Applejack? She ran into her earlier from falling into her cellar, and she knew that she was curious about finding answers for the Pinkie Sense. But did she know what Pinkie Pie had just done behind a bush? And how was Pinkie Pie acting so normal after what she had done?
“Taking more apples to my new apple cellar,” the cowpony replied, a bucket full of apples on her back, “How ‘bout you Pinkie? What you doing?”
Pinkie Pie seemed to look devious, like she knew something was up. “Oh, letting Twilight secretly follow me all day without me knowing.”
Twilight’s mind, for a split second, came crumbling down. Pinkie Pie was aware of her presence all along? She knew she was following her around everywhere? Did she even know about the...
She had to act. Immediately. And change the subject too. She couldn’t bring it up with Applejack nearby. She didn’t even know if she could bring it up at all.
Without even thinking, she walked into the scene, putting on her most irritated look. “You mean you knew all along? Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked Pinkie, desperately hiding the fact she watched her pleasure herself not five minutes ago.
Pinkie Pie giggled, looking almost... normal. It was like nothing had happened. “Silly, that would have spoiled the secret.” Pinkie Pie sat there with a proud face.
Twilight was taken back from the innocent action, clearly agitated that she was dragged around all day. She started gritting her teeth, holding back her anger while Spike appeared from her tail. She was really annoyed, while at the same time curious.
Did Pinkie Pie really know she was watching her? And what happened to that cup?
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The four of them were traversing through the Everfree Forest, heading towards Froggy Bottom Bog, going to check up on Fluttershy, when Pinkie Pie got another doozy warning.
Twilight took the opportunity to rub her disbelief of the Pinkie Sense in Pinkie Pie’s face. “Cold? Need a jacket or something?” she asked, looking smug as she did so.
“No thanks, I’m fine,” replied Pinkie Pie, before she had another doozy warning, shaking her entire body in front of Twilight.
Because Twilight was behind Pinkie Pie, the vibrating of the pink pony gave her a flashback to what she witnessed earlier. It was dirty, and she hated herself for thinking of it.
“So, what do you think happened to Fluttershy?” Twilight heard Spike ask Applejack. She didn’t pay attention to the conversation, as she didn’t want any slight thought of anything bad happening to her.
She was worried of course, but she hid it. She wasn’t convinced of the Pinkie Sense in the slightest, but she still feared that something might have happened to Fluttershy, prediction or not. No silly future prediction could stop her from checking up on one of her friends.
She was so lost in her worried thoughts for Fluttershy that she failed to notice Spike and Applejack exchanging a few lines of conversation.
“Like, what if. She exploded?” Spike’s question finally snapped Twilight out of her worrying thoughts of Fluttershy. However, it wasn’t a good thing, since it replaced her concerned thoughts with dirty thoughts reminding her of Pinkie Pie.
She ‘exploded’ alright.
“Just exploded?” Applejack asked, “For no reason?”
“Yeah, like boom!”
“Whoa,” Pinkie chipped in, all of them grinding to a halt.
“I know,” Spike said, quite worried.
“What if. What if she exploded. And then. And then exploded again!”
Twilight didn’t like the way Pinkie Pie jumped in the air to emphasis the exploding point, especially since those dirty things were already flooding her mind. It also didn’t help that in that brief moment, Pinkie Pie had lifted up her tail so that she could see her exposed parts. She didn’t like it, or the conversation for that matter, at all. Part of it was because of Fluttershy, but the rest was due to Pinkie Pie. She only found explosion to be a horrible innuendo.
“Can you do that? Can you explode twice?” Spike asked, placing his claws on his face.
“Of course not,” Applejack denied, rolling her eyes as they continued their journey to the bog.
“Finally!” Twilight thought. Applejack’s the only one talking sense!
“But what if. She exploded—“ Denied. “And exploded again.”
Twilight couldn’t take it anymore. The conversation was silly to begin with, while also annoying what with Pinkie Pie and her apparent ‘explosions’.
“And then—“ Twilight acted straight away. She threw her hoof on Spike’s tail, stopping his progress.
“Will you two stop? She’s fine, I’m sure of it,” she assured them, partially relieved the explosion conversation had disappeared.
“I hope you’re right,” Applejack added, “For Fluttershy’s sake.” She looked towards their destination, along with Pinkie Pie and Spike, before pointing a hoof. “Look! There’s Froggy Bottom Bog!”
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Their afternoon took a different tone soon after they found Fluttershy. It was mostly due to the fact that they almost became food for a four headed hydra. Even while Pinkie Pie continued to shudder many times from her apparent doozy, Twilight remained focused. A dirty mind didn’t prevent her from staying alive. She was sure she didn’t even have any dirty thoughts during her trial for survival. Staying alive was a bit of a priority to her.
She had finally found her answer too regarding the Pinkie Sense afterwards. Not before spontaneously turning on fire, finding out that the hydra wasn’t the doozy Pinkie Pie had gotten that is. She gave up, claiming that she had no idea how it worked, but that it did regardless. There wasn’t anything she could argue against it, or at least any argument she could come up with. It might have seemed unscientific, but even this baffled Twilight.
And what did Pinkie Pie do after it all? Happily trot off.
Overall, Twilight’s day was pretty packed. It wasn’t her greatest day, certainly with all the injuries she sustained and almost becoming food for a giant beast. Not to mention seeing a different side of Pinkie Pie. By the time she got home to the library, she just wanted to relax. Of course, she wanted to write a friendship letter to Princess Celestia at some point, so she wanted Pinkie Pie with her to reflect what she had learned. Spike didn’t go home with Twilight when she did though. He went home with Fluttershy to make sure she was alright after their terrifying encounter.
And Applejack just went back to the farm. Quite predictable really.
Twilight was sat inside of the library, with Pinkie Pie next to her. She had made an afternoon snack for the both of them, while waiting for Spike. Twilight felt the awkwardness already, knowing what Pinkie Pie did earlier and that she was sat right next to her. After all, now that they had survived, her mind was free to fill up with those naughty pictures again. But maybe, a part of her wanted those thoughts.
“What a day huh Twilight?” Pinkie happily asked with a broad smile on her face.
“Yeah,” Twilight replied with little enthusiasm. “What a day.”
Pinkie Pie’s smile fell to a frown. “What’s wrong?”
Twilight sighed. “Do you know what I went through today Pinkie? I got hurt many times just trying to make an idea of the Pinkie Sense following you around. Not to mention almost turning into hydra food.”
“That’s right! You did follow me.” She scratched her head. “Why did you do that anyway?”
Twilight rolled her eyes. “Didn’t you listen? I was trying to figure out your Pinkie Sense.”
Pinkie Pie flushed slightly. “Oh. Right.” She leaned in towards Twilight. “Soooo, what did it feel like following me? See anything good?”
Twilight almost fell backwards. The way Pinkie Pie asked that brought back the memory of everything she saw. Did she see anything good? What was that supposed to mean!?
“Uhh I well uh....” Twilight stammered, just trying to form a coherent sentence.
Pinkie Pie giggled, before leaning in slightly closer, with what looked like a knowing grin. “It was hot, wasn’t it?”
“What was hot!?” Twilight blurted out without even thinking, a blush forming on her cheeks. She realised right away that she just dug herself into a hole.
Pinkie Pie’s smile only grew. “You know what I mean.” She didn’t get a response. “Sending Spike away was a great idea by the way.”
Twilight was steaming red. That did, in fact, just confirm that Pinkie Pie did know she was being watched. “Why?” was all she could get out. She weakly exhaled.
“Why what?”
“How could you do that...? In such an open place. Knowing... that I was watching...”
Pinkie Pie drew Twilight in for a hug, something she felt a little edgy for initially, but giving back shortly after. “We all do that Twilight. Besides, I was alone wasn’t I?”
“But... I... saw you.”
Pinkie Pie frowned again. “So? You didn’t have to watch. You could have spoken to me, rather than just sit there and examine the goods.”
Twilight seemed to stop again. It was all true. All of it. Pinkie Pie was indeed alone, and she did have the choice to not look.
But she never looked away. She watched it all.
“Soooo, did you enjoy the show?” Pinkie asked, already excited for the answer she had a feeling she knew.
Twilight didn’t respond, but went deeper shades of crimson. “I’ll take that as a yes then.”
Both Twilight and Pinkie Pie remained silent for a moment. Twilight needed to cool off after her embarrassment, and Pinkie Pie was just being... herself. Why did Pinkie Pie also have to talk about her own actions in that way? It was indeed true that Twilight found it ‘hot’, but she would never admit it.
“Hmm.” Pinkie Pie rubbed her chin with a hoof after their silence. “How long is it until Spike gets back?”
“I don’t know,” Twilight answered, failing to notice that Pinkie Pie had licked her hoof when she wasn’t looking.
“Good enough.” Pinkie Pie started to trail her hoof across Twilight’s body, giving her the right to be confused right off the bat.
“Pinkie? What are you do—“
She stopped talking. Not because Pinkie Pie had vanished. Not because Pinkie Pie had said something. She stopped, because Pinkie Pie’s hoof had formed a connection with her lips down below. The saliva slightly dampening them, before she felt the hoof start to rub up and down very slowly. All Twilight could think is that the saliva worked wonders with the motion of the hoof.
“...Pinkie?” she got out, almost whispering. Her eyes widened in shock.
Pinkie Pie was wearing a smile she was glad to have. “Now now Twilight,” she said proudly. “You’ve been through a lot today. You deserve a rest.”
Twilight couldn’t move her own hooves as she felt the pink one rubbing against her marehood. She was flinching too much to react logically. As Pinkie Pie sped her progress up a level, a moan came out of her. She panicked, not knowing what to do, attempting to keep her moans silent by biting her lip.
“Pinkie!” she finally shouted. “Spike could walk in at any moment!”
Pinkie Pie continued to rub Twilight, even speeding up slightly, while keeping a straight face. “Exactly! That makes it even more fun!”
Twilight finally got the common sense to push Pinkie Pie’s hoof away, much to the pink pony’s disappointment. She took a few breaths from the tingling feeling she felt below. Whatever Pinkie Pie had done, it was amazing. And she felt the urge that she wanted it more. But it was all so sudden.
“It’s ok if you don’t want me to...” Pinkie Pie said, a little down.
Twilight kept rotating her view from Pinkie Pie, her hoof, and then the door. She might have just been jacked up on something or perhaps she was feeling crazy. Maybe the risk of Spike walking in even got to her like Pinkie Pie seemed to like. Maybe she wanted the danger, after experiencing so much of it earlier in the day. Or perhaps she wanted some adventure. It was unclear.
The only thought that came to her was one to say “Screw it”, as she grabbed Pinkie Pie’s hoof and placed it against her private area, bringing back the party pony’s chirpiness. “...Please be gentle...” she said, before suddenly feeling the hoof moving again, her cheeks deepening in red once more.
Twilight gasped in surprise, as the feeling quickly got to her. Pinkie Pie enjoyed the work she was putting in, giving it a steady rhythm, before she perked her head next to Twilight’s ear.
“Let Pinkie Pie take good care of you.”
