Author's Note

I literally have nothing to say about this, I saw the meme and laughed my ass off and decided to do this, dood.

I'll regret this later when I stop thinking this is funny, dood. Also... the word 'Eighth' looks so god damn weird to me, dood. Thank god for spell check.

Oh and... hope everyone is having or had a great Mother's Day seeing as this is was posted on Mother's Day weekend, dood.

Eighth One-Shot (Pony/Explicit/Joke) Twipie on Rye

The dinner, the dancing, the trot home, it was all a blur of emotions when Pinkie and I returned to the library, she nearly tackled me into the bed as she kissed along my neck. Her hooves running along my body. “Twilight, you naughty tease,” Pinkie giggled, leering at me with hungry eyes.

“If anypony was teasing anypony, it was you with your luscious ass,” I retorted, kissing Pinkie back, we switched positions with myself pinning my lover down. My adorable Pinkie Pie, just looking into her eyes got me hard. I kissed along her body, trailing down until I found her pussy and prepared it for my shaft. I found it interesting that Pinkie felt… bigger than before, but I paid it no mind, I probably stretched the poor girl out recently.

I hear Pinkie moaning beneath me, begging for me to stop teasing and just fuck her. I could only giggle from the idea of Pinkie being submissive to me, she’s usually dragging me to bed and ride me until I can’t walk. But her taste was no less divine.

Noting Pinkie’s larger pussy, I increased the size of my dick a bit and used magic to enhance the feeling, making every thrust feel like a storm brewed within her snatch, batter her walls and sending bolts of electrical bliss up to her brain.

Pinkie was howling in seconds, a new record for me at the very least. Not only that but despite the size change, Pinkie was still as tight as a glove, massaging my penis and urging me to cum inside her. Her climax reminding me how much of a gusher my pink mare was.

My body rubbed against hers, my desire to fill my marefriend’s depths with my seed growing quickly. I couldn’t stop, I refused to stop. With a cry, I began to coat Pinkie’s pussy with my cum, keeping myself hilted to her to ensure that my seed stays inside.

“That was amazing,” Pinkie said, lying back and reveling in the afterglow.

I smirked and felt that I was ready for another round. “It doesn't have to end just yet, you know.”

Pinkie giggled. “Boy Twily, you got a appetite for some pie, don’t ya? Well… I need something first.”

“Anything, Sweetie,” I told her, nuzzling her body, and taking in her sweet scent.

Pinkie leaned forward and whispered into my ear. “I need about tree fiddy.”

My body froze, I looked up to my lover to realize I wasn’t mating with Pinkie at all, I was having sex with a five hundred foot long sea serpent from the paleolithic era that was painted pink with a cotton candy-shaped wig on it’s snake-like head.

I was furious. “Celestia damn it, Loch Ness Monster! I’m not giving you any more three fifty!”