Denclop's Return

Shortly after the letter regarding Lyra’s rape was sent to Princess Celestia; a panting Big Mac traveled deeper into the moonlit town of Ponyville. Soon afterwards, he caught the scent of another mare in heat. Denclop made him travel to a building nearby that looked like it was made entirely of sweets, the scent of apple pie floating from the general area. The pie smelled good, but the mare smelled better. Big Mac approached the building, then turned the corner; following the scent of the mare in heat. His journey ended when he saw a hot pink mare with a poofy candy-cotton tail bent over, placing something on a table. Her tail was raised, putting her puffy pink slit on display.

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As Denclop approached, suddenly Pinkie Pie turned around. Denclop stopped in her tracks, as the mare was now looking on her true self; Denclop having disabled her cloaking because it was draining her energy reserves for no apparent reason, as the streets were seemingly abandoned. Then Pinkie opened her mouth…

“Hi Big Mac! Nice mask! Are you here for my ‘Pinkie Pie’s Apple Pie Eating Party? It’s only you and me, but hey, it’s still a party! Oh, and Gummy of course! Anyhow, the pies are still hot, cuz I just took them outta the oven, but they’ll cool off soon; that’s why I brought them out here to cool after all, to eat them! Then the party can start! I know how much you love apples, being around them all the time and eating them and bucking them out of the trees and, uh-doy!, delivering them to everypony in Ponyville! I didn’t really intend for this to be a costume party or to be for anypony other then Gummy and I, but that’s ok, I didn’t send out any invitations, so how would you know?! Oh wait, except to Gummy! Gummy always gets an invitation to any shindig, party, hootenanny, hoe-down, or any other kinda gathering I do! I wouldn’t want him to feel lonely or left out or anything just because he’s a baby alligator without teeth. Oh that reminds me of this one time Gummy-“

Denclop plopped down on Big Mac’s haunches and shut out the sound of Pinkie’s voice the best she could with Big Mac’s hooves, seeming to forget she could just shut the pony up with her powers. Pinkie appeared in front of her now, hopping in her excitement to see another pony to join her in her impromptu party.  Then Pinkie started up again; “Aw, what’s the matter, you tired? OOH! The pie’s probably cool; you want a slice of pie? Come on inside for a piece of pie, or you could have a full pie!!! *gasp* I want a full pie!!” Denclop grinned at this, knowing how much she wanted to give the mare a “full pie”. Pinkie Pie shoved the stallion’s planted flank towards the door of Sugar Cube Corner; somehow moving the stallion two times her weight into the lobby of the building, then running outside to get all the pies.

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After the pink menace had left, Denclop removed Big Mac’s hooves from his ears and opened her eyes, greeted to a floor covered in crumbs and various other pastry flaking, along with a glass-covered case in front of her displaying what produced those crumbs. She looked around, seeing a number of tables and stools around, along with a stairway that seemed to lead upstairs to the bedrooms.

Pinkie ran back inside and dropped the pies on the table, before running to the refrigerator and grabbing a huge can of aerosol whipped cream. She placed the can’s tip in her mouth and pressed down on it, sending a stream of whipped cream into her grinning mouth. After completely filling her mouth with the whipped cream, she held the can out to Denclop; offering her to do the same thing. Denclop refused with a shake of her head, and Pinkie shrugged, gulping down the entire mouthful before refilling her mouth, and moving on to hose down the pies with it.

Denclop was getting impatient. This mare needed to be bred, but she was seemingly oblivious to it. Big Mac’s member, however, was starting to react to Pinkie’s heated scent; peaking out of his sheath, starting to grow and harden. While Pinkie continued to hose down the pies with whipped cream, the whipped cream pile on most now about 4 inches high, Big Mac’s member grew to its full length. Pinkie proceeded to dig an apple pie, face first. She ate it within seconds, and all that was left was a dirty pie tin. She then proceeded to lick her whole face clean in one circular motion of her tongue, a dull shine coming off the saliva that was left there.

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A moment later, Pinkie turned around, holding a pie in her hoof to offer to Big Mac. She noticed his fully erect member, set the pie back down on the table, and walked over to him. Pinkie sat down and looked at his member for a good minute, seemingly intrigued. Denclop watched her all the while; waiting to see what she was going to do. “I didn’t know you could grow popsicles down there!” Pinkie suddenly exclaimed, causing Denclop to flinch at her sudden yelp. Pinkie Pie suddenly bent down and giving Mac’s “popsicle” a test lick. “Mmm, it tastes like apples!” She said, getting a taste of Big Mac’s precum. She continued to lick his member, Denclop just standing there, somewhat stunned by the mare’s sudden sexual interest in her.

Then Denclop had an idea. She reached over and grabbed the can of whipped cream off the nearby table and sprayed some on Mac’s “popsicle”, much to Pinkie’s delight.  “Oooh! Whipped cream on apples is my faaaaaaavorite flavor!” she yelled out, before taking the entire member into her mouth and throat, still mumbling something incomprehensible while trying to deepthroat his rod. Denclop expected her to choke on it like the others had; so she relaxed Pinkie’s throat muscles, allowing her an easier time of it. However, Pinkie pulled back and continued to suck on Mac’s head with her mouth, trying to get more of that apple-flavored cream to come out, still mumbling the whole time.

Pinkie noticed her “private parts” starting to get more hot and wet again, so she reached back and just dug her hoof in; this not being the first time she had clopped today, with the last time only being minutes before while she had been waiting for the pies to get done. Denclop noticed this, and knew this wouldn't do. She was the goddess of love and fertility, and she couldn't just stand idly by once again while a mare pleasured herself. Denclop nudged her hoof aside with Big Mac’s muzzle, and licked the fluids off her hoof, eliciting a gasp from Pinkie; the underside of hooves her hooves being very sensitive. Denclop rather enjoyed the flavor of her juices; a very sweet flavor, mixed with the flavor of mare she so loved. She used Big Mac’s tongue to lick Pinkie's outer lips, causing a moan and shiver from Pinkie, who continued to work her mouth on Big Mac’s member. Denclop then pushed his muzzle and tongue into her swollen pussy; eliciting a loud gasp from Pinkie and causing her to pause her efforts on his member, in shock over the feelings she was getting from the tongue burrowing into her passage. When she’d recovered enough, she went back to work on her hunt for apple-cream, occasionally being rewarded with a squirt; while Denclop kept licking for more of that sweet liquid she’d quickly become fond of.

  After a short time, Denclop felt the all-too-familiar pressure welling up in Big Mac’s balls. She tried to pull out of Pinkie’s mouth, but it was like a vacuum, sucking her in and not letting her get away. She decided to just let the mare have her fun; she could always make Big Mac’s body make more seed whenever she wanted. She stopped trying to pull out, and just let it go. Meanwhile, Pinkie let out a muffled squeal as she felt her heated slit send out pulse after pulse of pleasure, clenching around the tongue buried in her as Pinkie started her orgasm; sending out a gush of her juice, spraying on Big Mac’s face and Denclop’s mask. Big Mac moaned, the vibrations sending Pinkie wild, and his body let loose a torrent of “apple cream”; much to Pinkie’s delight. Pinkie moaned happily, gulping down mouthful after mouthful of the sticky white fluid while her passage spasmed around the tongue inside her, shudders going throughout her body.

When both had come off their respective orgasms, Pinkie licked clean Big Mac’s member, not missing a single drop of his ‘apple cream’, while Big Mac cleaned her marejuice from her slit and his face.  “Boy that was fun!” Pinkie said unsteadily, her head still swimming in her afterglow. “We should do that again!” Since the mare seemed more than a little comfortable around Big Mac now, Denclop decided it was time to introduce herself properly. ”Hello, mare. I am Denclop, Goddess of Love and Fertility. You had fun? I would like to offer you do something even more fun upstairs in your room.”

Pinkie got a confused look on her face and rubbed her head, clearly wondering where the voice was coming from. “My name’s Pinkie Pie, but hey, where are you?” Pinkie asked, “Are we playing hide and see? I love hide and seek! This one time, when I was playing hide and seek with Twilight I-“

“I’m right in front of you!” Denclop interrupted.

“Nuh, uh! That’s Big Mac, not ‘Denclop’!” Pinkie said.

Denclop was starting to get frustrated; she yelled "I’M EMBODIED IN THE MASK ON BIG MACINTOSH, YOU FOAL! Big Macintosh is my vessel! I control him!"

“Jeez, no need to get so huffy, Miss Snooty Mc-Huffypants.” Pinkie said, sticking her tongue out.

The goddess was about to just shut her up and take her like she had that mint-colored mare, but decided to give her another chance to submit to her; as she really liked the satisfaction of a willing mate. “I will ask you once more, do you wish to go upstairs with me to have “more fun”, or should I just take you here?”

Pinkie's smile increased ten-fold, having been too distracted by the sudden voice in her head earlier to understand anything she’d said other than her name. “You’re saying there’s something even more fun than what we did?! SIGN ME UP!” She exclaimed, Denclop barely starting to stand up as Pinkie ran up the stairs with her normally fast speed.

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Denclop got up as quickly as Big Mac’s body could and pursued her, but once she reached the top of the stairs, she didn't know which room Pinkie had gone into. A puffy pink-haired head poked out of the farthest room, looking back with her blue eyes. “What are you doing Miss Slow-Flank! You promised me fun, let’s get to it!”

Denclop didn't need to be told twice, and quickly closed the distance between the stairs and the doorway Pinkie had looked out of, pushing open the door when she’d reached it. Inside, she saw the basics: a desk, dresser, wardrobe, and of course the bed; a bed side table on either side, and the bed itself adorned with a green-plaid quilt and a two big, fluffy white pillows at the top. One of those pillows was sent flying at Denclop the second she walked in, startling her and making her throw up her protective shield in surprise. The pillow harmlessly bounced off her shield; landing on the floor with a dull thump, and making Pinkie sigh in disappointment. “Well, that was no fun! It was supposed to hit you!” she said, still looking at Denclop while lying on her bed; the masked red stallion standing in the doorway, head still turned away and shield up. Denclop slowly opened her eyes and looked down at the object that was thrown at her, and then quickly lowered her shield after realizing the harmlessness of the object, her pride taking a hit from the whole ordeal.

Denclop cleared Big Mac’s throat, and said Ok, ‘Pinkie’. Are you ready for the ‘fun’?  The pink mare before her on the bed shook her head repeatedly, her over-enthusiasm of the unknown characteristic of her. “Is it like a game?” Pinkie asked, completely oblivious of Denclop’s intentions. “it’s a game in a way, yes,” responded Denclop, approaching the bed. “Well, what’s it called and how do we play it?” Pinkie eagerly asked, always happy to learn a new game. “It’s called “My Destiny” Pinkie, and I’m about to fulfill it.” Pinkie giggled, oblivious of the implications of a fertility goddess ‘fulfilling her destiny’ with her, then said “Well that’s a funny name for a game! It should definitely have a better name! Maybe I should give it one after I learn how to play! What do you think?” Pinkie said, squirming on the bed, her heat starting to get to her. “How do we play?” she asked, to which Denclop thought carefully how to respond; deciding which position she would rather use. After a moment’s deliberation, she responded “Lay on your back on the end of the bed and spread your legs. I’ll do the rest.” “Okie-dokie-lokie!” responded Pinkie, grabbing a pillow and placing it under her head before doing as she was told; lying on her back with her legs spread, exposing her puffy treasure.

Denclop wasted no time, summoning the pink mist around Pinkie, making it smell like freshly-baked apple pie with whipped cream; her having learned earlier that Pinkie loved that combination, and Denclop wanted her to breathe as much of the mist as she could. Pinkie breathed deep, this being one of her favorite scents, but unbeknownst to her was what it was doing to her. Denclop stepped back from the bed, summoning and inhaling the blue mist, an extra amount this time since she expended some of his seed earlier.

Pinkie felt the heat in her rump rise up, an intensity she’d never felt before. “What’s going on? My thingy’s never felt this hot before!” she asked Denclop, a trace of concern in her voice at the uncommonly hot feeling between her legs. “I am just preparing your body for the game my dear.” Denclop responded, and then took another breath of the mist surrounding Big Mac. After she was sure she’d have enough seed, she approached the bed and looked at Pinkie’s treasure in front of her.

Denclop licked Big Mac’s lips in anticipation, looking at the swollen mound as though it were the finest truffle from Prance. She started slowly licking around the outer lips, teasing Pinkie. Pinkie shuddered in response, and then pushed her mound against Big Mac’s muzzle; subconsciously displaying her eagerness to get on with it. Denclop took the hint, and penetrated Pinkie with her tongue, tasting the extra-sweet flavor of her juices. Pinkie squealed and shuddered excessively at the penetration; her sensitivity through the roof. Denclop continued to probe deep, loving the very sweet flavor of this mare, and wanting more of her juice, having gotten but a taste earlier. This continued for a couple minutes, Denclop changing the pace and occasionally flicking over Pinkie’s clit, getting rewarded a sweet moan and a shudder every time. Denclop suddenly felt Pinkie's pussy clamp down hard on Big Mac’s tongue, followed by a gush of the sweet juices she’d desired. Pinkie cried out and her hooves twitched like crazy; her head thrashing back and forth across the pillow it was pressed down hard into.  Denclop left Big Mac’s tongue in there, letting the mare milk the diminutive-sized object until she came off her orgasm. Denclop then proceeded to lick up her nectar, occasionally getting a shudder from Pinkie. After she had finished, Pinkie slurred out, “That was....great.”, drunk on pleasure. That is only the beginning, my mare” Denclop responded, Big Mac’s member slapping against his underside.

Big Mac climbed over Pinkie, and pulled his hips back, his member lined up perfectly to her burning snatch.  Denclop asked “Are your ready to be bred, my mare?” Pinkie nodded slowly, not quite sure what she was agreeing to; her energy being sapped by the lickings she’d gotten, and her concentration still on the afterglow of her most recent one. With Pinkie’s confirmation, Denclop started pushing forward; Pinkie’s back hooves moving forward with his hips, as he slowly penetrated her lips. Pinkie gasped, never having something so big enter her before, her hoof not being able to enter her passage very far before it started hurting. Denclop soon reached a barrier; as she’d expected, Pinkie was a virgin. ”This is going to hurt, my mare, but only for a moment. Then it will feel great.” She said, and before Pinkie could respond, Denclop pulled Big Mac’s hips back further and slammed hard into Pinkie, breaking her hymen and hilting Big Mac's penis inside her.

“OWIE!” Pinkie cried out, feeling a sudden intense stinging in her loins, the shock of it bringing her out of her afterglow and back to her senses. Pinkie tried to pull back, to pull away from what was causing her pain; but Denclop quickly reacted, pushing in to the hilt again, and saying “Be calm my mare; I’m sorry it has to hurt the first time, but the pain will be over soon. Tell me when it stops hurting, and we shall have more ‘fun’. Pinkie whimpered, tears welling in her eyes as him pushing it back in had made the stinging intensify briefly. Moments later, the stinging reduced to a dull itch, which quickly intensified to a burning need. “Um, Denclop, I think my thingy wants some more now.” Pinkie said, grinding her hips against Big Mac’s hilted cock experimentally.   Very well, my mare, let me do all the work. Just lay back and enjoy.” Denclop responded, and got into a better position; which would allow her to use gravity to her advantage to pound the mare harder and deeper.

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In position, Denclop pulled Big Mac’s hips back and thrust in hard, the position giving her a lot of leverage and making her able to penetrate very deeply. Denclop hilted deep inside Pinkie, and Pinkie groaned loudly; the feeling of being speared so deep sending a rush of tingling pleasure throughout her whole body. Denclop pulled Big Mac’s member out and thrust in again, this time actually touching Pinkie’s cervix. Pinkie pressed her head back into the pillow, and moaned loudly; her back hooves shivering with the pleasure she was receiving. She also had a front hoof in her mouth, her biting on it to cope with the intense feelings of pleasure radiating from her loins. Denclop picked up the pace, starting to thrust faster, and as deep as she could make her vessel go, tapping Pinkie's cervix with every thrust. Pinkie bit even harder on her hoof, feeling the pace and intensity of her pulses of pleasure increase.

Denclop looked down at her mare, feeling the intensity of Big Mac’s pulses and thrusts increase. “Ready for your cream pie, my mare?” Denclop asked, Big Mac’s teeth gritted. Pinkie was too lost in her pleasure to respond, having removed the hoof from her mouth and instead having her tongue hang out, panting hard. Denclop took this as a yes, and responded by thrusting three times as hard as she could muster, causing Pinkie to yelp loudly at each as they caused his medial ring to rub her clit hard.  On the last one, Denclop hilted as deep as she could get Big Mac to go and felt Big Mac’s head flare; letting loose a huge torrent of Big Mac’s ‘apple cream’ that exploded into Pinkie’s needing pussy, splashing right against her cervix. Pinkie’s shudders increased as Pinkie’s hooves shot down to Big Mac’s hips, trying to help her inner muscles in pulling him even deeper into herself. She let out a high-pitched squeal as her orgasm overtook her, seeing stars and shuddering hard as her pussy clenched down hard on Big Mac’s pumping length, trying to milk every drop from him.  Most of what he put into her leaked past his flared head and was pushed back out of Pinkie, streaming down her tail onto the floor; as her cervix wouldn't give to the pressure like most mare’s would have.

They stayed like this for a while, Pinkie clenching on his spewing member, and Big Mac shooting as deep into her as possible. After Pinkie had come off her orgasm, she started to grind against his still-squirting member, and asked “Ready for another 'game'?”

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Denclop was surprised at the mare’s endurance, this being Pinkie’s third orgasm (that she knew of, a fourth occurring shortly before she'd arrived) in under thirty minutes. Denclop liked that in a mare. Denclop pulled out, and caused a stream of seed to flow from Pinkie’s pussy and land in her already-soaked tail. Denclop got up, and then told Pinkie to get off the bed and to stand up, with her legs spread. Pinkie obeyed, getting up and into the position she was told, her spread pussy still leaking all over the floor. Big Mac smelled her flowing slit, his member soon getting hard again from the scent of a mare in heat. Pinkie instinctively raised her tail and winked her lips at the stallion behind her, causing a drip of semen to drip off her clit and onto the floor.

Big Mac instantly mounted her again and thrust right in, her passage very slippery from his first deposit of seed and her own juices. Pinkie’s head lowered to the floor with teeth gritted, and she was overtaken again by intense pleasure, her passage being very over-sensitive from its last pounding. Big Mac’s hips moved quickly, Denclop eager to once again fill the mare who had the nerve to ask for seconds. Big Mac pounded into her at full throttle for a number of minutes, all while Pinkie’s head remained down, too absorbed in the intense pleasure to do much else.

Suddenly, Pinkie’s head shot up and cocked backwards, her tongue lulling out as she squealed out; “Wowie-zowie, my brain just went powie!” Her passage started to contract again on Big Mac’s member; the sudden increase of tightness on his member setting off Big Mac’s orgasm. With a hilting thrust, he pushed deep into her as he gushed more seed into her already-full passage. After a minute of non-stop increasing pressure, her resilient cervix finally gave in; and a gush of his seed was welcomed directly into her womb. Pinkie screamed aloud at the sensation, her body starting a fifth orgasm right in the middle of her fourth. Denclop continued to pump Big Mac’s seed into the vigorous mare, Pinkie finally seeming to run out of steam as her belly started to expand.  Big Mac’s gushes reduced to spurts, finally stopping as he reached the end of his orgasm. Denclop dismounted and pulled out, a huge gush of Mac’s seed rushing out of the pleasured mare and landing on the floor with a loud splat.

Pinkie collapsed on the floor as soon as he pulled out, so overtaken by the sensations that she immediately passed out. Denclop lifted her onto her bed and watched her for a while, watching the mare she had gifted so much sleeping peacefully in her bed, making somewhat of a mess with the seed leaking from her starting to pool at her haunches. Denclop made Big Mac smile under her mask while she headed down the stairs, grabbing one of the un-creamed pies from the table downstairs. She also grabbed the whipped cream and but set it down, getting a better idea; instead grabbing a measuring cup. She walked upstairs and set the pie down on Pinkie’s bedside table, and used the measuring cup to scoop some of the seed from the growing puddle under Pinkie Pie’s still-flowing haunches. She poured Big Mac’s seed over the pie, putting a thick layer on top. She then headed downstairs once again, leaving the apple-cream pie beside the sleeping Pinkie Pie. She headed outside, then used her blink again, teleporting herself to another random location.

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As Pinkie slept, Big Mac's sperm made their way to her waiting egg inside her womb. One made its way to and fertilized her egg shortly before she awoke, discovering and devouring Denclop's gift to her on her bedside table. She had her own 'Pinkie-Apple Pie' baking in her 'oven' now, and its timer wouldn't go off for the next eleven months; giving her her own foal to play with and love.