It was a very odd morning in Ponyville.
For a start, it was raining. It didn't rain unless the pegasus ponies wanted it to, and today was not one of their scheduled downpours. Downtrodden citizens were busy re-arranging lunch dates or hurriedly gathering their washing.
For another thing, it was raining chocolate milk, which came from candy-floss coloured clouds. Of course, the super-duper party pony simply HAD to be a part of all of this, and was cavorting in the chocolate puddles like a pig to mud. She'd taken a look outside once she'd woken up and dashed out, grabbing a giant swizzle straw to suck it up with ease. That was about two hours ago, and she was showing no signs of stopping (except for when she got a brief case of the hiccups halfway through hour 2).
All of a sudden, she noticed a downed cloud. She'd seen something like this before: Sometimes clouds got so heavy they would start producing fog, and it was usually a pegasus pony's job to thin the cloud out so it floated back up to the sky. She'd been allowed to assist Rainbow Dash with one in the past, so she was more than qualified to handle this one on her own, right? Taking a break from her chocolate milk gorging, she sped over to the rogue cloud and started running in circles around it, in an attempt to thin it out. Sadly, this did nothing but make it rotate slightly, so Pinkie had to resort to her backup plan: Stomping it into pieces!
Pinkie jumped straight onto the cloud with a light pamf sound, and she was about to jump back up for another attempt when she realised she couldn't.
Her hooves were firmly stuck to the cloud.
Now what am I gonna do? she thought as she struggled in vain to get her hooves free. Unfortunately, the cloud was acting like some sort of sugar-coated puddle of quicksand, and the more she fidgeted the deeper she sunk. She didn't notice this at first, but only really started paying attention when it was up past her legs.
Thinking quickly, and with the help of a voice in her head, Pinkie decided to do what she did best, and ploughed her face into the cloud in an attempt to eat her way out!
This, sadly, proved to be even more disastrous.
Her face was stuck instantly the second it breached the cloud, and every time she tried to bite into the substance it seemed to flow away from her mouth, bizarrely. Eventually she just decided to stop moving altogether. Maybe Twilight or Rarity would find her and pull her out?
Suddenly, she noticed a chorus of small voices coming from the cloud. She couldn't understand what they were saying but it worried her. Was there somepony else alive in this cloud?
"Hello?" she asked nervously.
She didn't get a coherent reply. Instead it was just most of the same voices (could she hear laughter?) and she could feel her hooves being slowly pulled at. Before she knew it, she was stretched out into an X shape, face down on the cloud as if she was in some medieval rack. She felt a chill go down her back as the wind silently blew.
Then the cloud started moving. First the whole cloud slowly ascended, and then the section of candy floss directly in front of Pinkie's face shaped itself into...a lollipop? Cotton candy-flavoured lollipops, what will they think of next? Pinkie thought to herself, smiling. The voices chimed up again and Pinkie held her mouth open, ready for her treat. Not a second after the whole lolly-shaped cloud segment was in her mouth, though, the voices started talking amongst themselves excitedly, and Pinkie found an irresistible urge to suck on the pink treat. Unbeknownst to her, the cloud was also materialising itself around her rear, and a tuning fork-like shape emerged, which, all at once, thrust itself into Pinkie's pussy and ass simultaneously, causing her to let out a muffled cry of pain, as her lips were secured around the lollipop (which she quickly realised was not a lollipop at all) as the rest of her body was to the whole cloud. Pinkie Pie once again tried to struggle but it was no use, and the tuning fork worked itself in and out of her orifices at a steady tempo. Pinkie wanted to cry, but endured the sensations as the voices chittered and chattered away. After a few more seconds, Pinkie began to suck the cock when the other two were jamming inside her sensitive areas, to maximise pleasure she told herself. After all, time flies when you're having fun, right? And if there's one thing Pinkie liked, it was fun. Intense waves of pleasure and arousal flushed over Pinkie as she continued to service the cloud. She didn't even notice that she was now among the other clouds in the sky, which were all the same colour and nearly identical in shape.
The dick in her pussy kept reshaping itself, as one would expect a cloud to do, giving Pinkie a unique dick shape every time it went inside. She was very close to release after two more minutes of mindless fucking, but, unusually, the one in her needy cunt pulled out and pushed itself into her ass, the two now alternating in thrusts. Opening her eyes, Pinkie wondered what was going to happen. Would the cloud let her move her hooves so she could pleasure herself? When she tried this, the cloud started to vibrate, putting Pinkie into a higher state of arousal, causing her to squirm even more, continuing the cycle.
After a little while longer, Pinkie noticed her mane and tail were getting longer, larger, as she felt them brushing against her body. Too lost in the warm, welcoming glow of the dick in front of her, and having seemingly lost her free will, she let them grow and grow. Meanwhile, Pinkie was on the edge of climax, and she started moaning in helpless ecstasy. As the voices started singing, the penis in the party pony's mouth came hard, and Pinkie swallowed the whole load in a single gulp. As it sloshed against the back of her throat she realised that the cum tasted like...or was...chocolate milk? This made Pinkie thirsty for more, and tried to suckle the cock again, however it had vanished back into the cloud where it came from.
By this point Pinkie Pie could not see. It wasn't the cloud's fault this time, instead it was her own mane that had enveloped her top half. She would've been worried if there was anything to be worried about. She just didn't have the energy to fight it any more. The dicks in her ass exploded, two messy streams of chocolate milk spurting out inside her abused hole, before hastily retreating to let her tail cover it all up, not letting a drip out.
Poor Pinkie still hadn't achieved orgasm by this point, and was enjoying the feeling of her own fuzzy, candy floss-coloured mane slowly blanketing her body. Too engrossed in the sensation to notice or care, the cloud violently rocketed itself into and out of Pinkie's puffy pussy only once more, but that was just enough to send her into a frenzied orgasm. High in the air, she no longer cared about anything but her orgasm, and wanted to make it last as long as she could, as the sensation in her nether lips reminded her of the ones in her mouth and butt.
Of course, the voices were all too happy to oblige with her request. Pinkie realised she could have a conversation with them now about how wonderful giving in to the cloud is and how happy she felt. As the cloud, now slightly bigger than it was before, floated down to Ponyville, constantly releasing a steady stream of chocolate milk, Pinkie Pie was never seen again.
