Author's Note

THIS IS NOT CANON TO THE STORY. THIS IS A BONUS CHAPTER!

After getting my computer back from that maniacal pink mare, I was finally able to write this chapter my originally planned way. However, I had to make a Pinkie-Promise to keep the original chapter 5 as canon before she gave me my computer back. So yeah, that's still canon.

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As per request, here is chapter 5 with Denclop instead of Cheese Sandwich. I included the original scenes that I'm assuming y'all missed from the original chapter as well, just spruced up a bit.

As for canon status, if you missed the very giant statement at the very top of this, THIS IS NOT CANON - this is simply provided because it was requested. Pinkie and Cheese will still be in a relationship, Pinkie will still have Cheese's foal, and nothing in the main story has changed because of this. (Yes, this is me trying to be funny, and yes this chapter is canon.)

ALTERNATE CHAPTER 6: Pinkie's Pie Party with Denclop

Pairing(s): Big Mac x Pinkie Pie

Contains: female masturbation (dildo/hooves, vaginal then anal), minor foodplay, followed later by a minor hoof-fetish, consensual fellatio, cunnilingus, breeding, cervical penetration, excessive cum, and impregnation.

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Shortly after the letter regarding Lyra’s breeding was sent to Princess Celestia, a panting Big Mac traveled deeper into the moonlit town of Ponyville, unwillingly seeking out more mares for Denclop to Gift. Denclop finally stopped, noticing her vessel was growing much weaker from a lack of fluid intake and over-exertion from all the breeding and fluid production. Denclop decided it was very much better to not have her vessel collapse, and stopped to drink from a nearby well and rest, letting Big Mac’s aching muscles relax for a while and allowing him to catch his breath.

Soon afterwards, Denclop caught the scent of another mare in heat when the wind shifted, and such was not unexpected, as the scent very common given the time of year. Most stallions in Ponyville were in a relationship, but the very few single ones always knew to avoid going out of their houses much during Spring to avoid roaming mares-in-heat, lest they risk losing themselves to their instincts and end up unintentionally getting a mare pregnant. While this is how a good number of the couples in Ponyville met, it still could lead to problems if the mare or stallion weren't interested in being together, so those stallions wanting to remain single stayed locked safely away until most mares were out of their cycle.

At detecting another chance to fulfill her Duty, Denclop forced Big Mac to get his still-tired body up and made him travel to a nearby building, the scent getting stronger the closer he got to the Calling mare in need.

As he arrived closer to the source of the scent, he found tha it was coming from a building that looked like it was made entirely of sweets, with the distinct scent of apple pie floating from the general area, with more subtle hints of other baked goods mixing in and making the entire street smell of fresh-baked goodies. Denclop approached the building then turned the corner, following the scent of the mare in heat until his journey ended at a hot-pink mare with a poofy candy-cotton tail bent over and placing something on a table. Denclop's interest was further enhanced when she saw the mare's tail was seemingly flagged, putting her puffy deep-pink slit on display.

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When Denclop approached the pink mare, she suddenly turned around. Denclop stopped in her tracks, panicking as she was exposed, the mare now looking on her true self. Denclop had earlier disabled her cloaking, figuring it was draining her magical energy reserves for no apparent reason since the streets were seemingly abandoned. Then Pinkie opened her mouth, Denclop fearing she would call out for help and have her captured. Instead, she started talking...

...and talking...and talking...

“Hi Big Mac ! Nice mask! Did Mr. Voicey send you here for my ‘Pinkie Pie’s Pie Porking Party? It’s only you and me and Mr. Voicey, but hey, it’s still a party! Oh, and Gummy of course! Anyhoo, 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 when they're cool 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 cuz I didn’t send out any invitations, so how would you know?! Well there's Mr. Voicey the narrator, but he's always following me and writing down my antics. Oh yeah! I sent an invitation to Gummy! Gummy always gets an invitation to any shindig, party, hootenanny, hoe-down, or any other kinda event 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 tried to 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 paralyzation spell. Pinkie appeared in front of Denclop now, hopping and still jabbering on in her excitement to see another pony who could join her in her impromptu party. When she noticed Big Mac on his side now and scrunched up in the fetal position, she asked; “Aw, what’s the matter, you tired? You should take a nap, but...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 just how much she wanted to give the mare a 'full pie'. "WEE, LET'S GO!" Pinkie suddenly shouted, grabbing Big Mac and somehow dragging the stallion twice her size behind her and into the building.

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Pinkie dropped Big Mac off at one of the tables, then ran outside to get the now-cooled pies. After the pink menace had left, Denclop removed Big Mac’s hooves from his ears and opened her eyes, greeted to the floor underneath being covered in crumbs and various other pastry flaking and sticking to his hooves, then looked up to see a glass-covered case in front of him displaying the various pastries and other sweets that must have produced said mess. Denclop looked around the rest of the room and saw a number of other tables and stools around as well, and to the far left of the room was a stairway that seemed to lead upstairs to the bedrooms.

Suddenly, Pinkie Pie raced back inside and dropped two stacks of five pies on the table, then galloped to the refrigerator and grabbed 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, she held the can out to Denclop and mumbled something, shaking the can to emphasize what she was trying to say – seeming to be offering the can for Big Mac 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. When she noticed the can was empty, Pinkie tossed the can into the trash before grabbing another out of the 'fridge – gulping down the entire mouthful already in her maw before refilling it from the new can. She then moved on with full cheeks to hose down the pies with what remained in the can, which would be very little when she was done!

Denclop was getting impatient – this mare needed to be bred, but she was seemingly oblivious to it. Big Mac’s member however, wasn't oblivious of her need at all – and as Big Mac inhaled again Pinkie’s heated scent so prevalent throughout the parlor, his glans peaked out of his sheath, the rest of his stallionhood soon following as it started to grow and harden. While Pinkie continued to hose down the two pies with whipped cream, Big Mac’s member grew to its full length.

After properly creaming it, Pinkie proceeded to dig into her apple pie face first and ate it within seconds, all that survived her gnashing jaws a clean 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 another pie in her hoof to offer to Big Mac. When she noticed his fully erect member however, she set the pie back down on the table and walked over to him, head cocked in interest. Pinkie sat down and simply looked at his member for a good minute, seemingly intrigued when it would occasionally pulse from her attention. Denclop watched her nervously all the while – not knowing how the mare was going to react.

“I didn't know you could grow popsicles down there!” Pinkie suddenly exclaimed, causing Denclop to flinch at her quite sudden and loud outburst. Pinkie Pie suddenly bent down and gave Denclop’s "popsicle” a test lick, a satisfied 'Mmm!' coming from her. She licked again, “Mmm, it tastes like apples!” She grinned big as she got a taste of Big Mac’s precum, and continued to lick his member, eagerly awaiting more. Denclop just stood there, somewhat stunned by the mare’s sudden sexual interest in her vessel…but nowhere near unhappy!

Denclop had an idea, reaching over to grabbed the can of whipped cream off the nearby table. She sprayed some on Mac’s “popsicle”, much to Pinkie’s delight. “Oooh! Whipped cream on apples is my faaaaaaavorite flavor! I mean cherries are great and all, but app–” she yelled out before taking the entire member into her mouth and throat, still mumbling something incomprehensible while trying to suddenly deepthroat his rod. Denclop expected her to choke on it like the others had, so she relaxed Pinkie’s throat muscles to allow 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 and still mumbling away the whole time.

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Pinkie noticed her “private parts” starting to get more hot and wet again, so she reached back and just dug her hoof in, with this not being the first time she had masturbated today – the last time only being minutes before while she had been waiting for the pies to get done.

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"Aw shoot!" Pinkie exclaimed; "These pies still have thirty minutes before they're done! What could I possibly do?!" Feeling her heat burning deep inside her, she quickly decided she could "stuff her own pie" while waiting for the apple pies to get done, knowing how good it felt to rub herself during this time of year. Pinkie headed upstairs, moving quickly now as her needing marehood started to drip in anticipation to what she was planning, leaving a trail of her fluids all the way to her bedroom door.

As she entered her room, Pinkie closed the shutters and curtains she'd earlier forgotten to and then went to lay on the bed. She rubbed her muzzle against the pillow, detecting a trace scent of the cake she'd earlier eaten and apparently left some of on her pillow. "Mmm, frosting!" Pinkie suddenly exclaimed, almost licking the pillow before stopping and–

"Oh cmon Mr. Voicey, you weren't REALLY going to make me make out with a pillow, were you?"

"Wait, didn't we already have this discussion?!

"I mean, in that other chapter, you had me paired with that dreamy stallion Cheese Sandwich. In this one, you've got me paired up with Applejack's brother?!"

"WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM, MR. VOICEY?!"

"As long as you Pinkie Promise to keep my version canon, OK?"

"Hey, we could just keep at this all day, mister. Ooh, that reminds me! I remember this one time that Bon-Bon and Lyra were—"

"...and the dildo—oh. Pinkie Promise it..."

"SAY IT!"

<*sigh*Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye...>

"Thank you, you may proceed. Also, really, don't make me make out with a pillow. That's too weird you're still thinking about doing that!"

Pinkie then turned over on her back, STILL DIDN'T MAKE OUT WITH HER PILLOW, and spread her back legs. She slowly moved her hoof down her barrel, shuddering at the touch. "Ooooh, Mr Voicey, I like this..." Pinkie said, apparently breaking the fourth wall once again. When she was done breaking the space–time continuum, Pinkie finally reached her teat and gasped as her hoof-tip found the sensitive nipple. She rubbed it for a short while, enjoying the soft pleasure she got from it, but only found it making her need build constantly and her even more horny. When she felt she was at her limit, Pinkie finally moved down from her teat and let her hoof now touch the sopping treasure between her legs, hitting that special little party button at the top.

"Ooh Mr. Voicey, you know I love it there...!" Pinkie exclaimed, apparently liking what I wrote. She panted as she kept rubbing that most sensitive of spots, intense pleasure surging through her as she didn't let up on that little nub, making her passage start to clench as she worked herself hard. When she finally couldn't resist the urge to be filled anymore, she plunged her whole hoof into her passage, crying out in pleasure. "Oh Mr. Voicey...!"

Pinkie kept rubbing herself deep, her passage contracting greedily around her hoof, her muscles trying to pull it even deeper inside her. Pinkie obliged, shoving her entire hoof and part of her canon inside—

"Oooo, speaking of "cannon" that reminds me! I need to go get my Party Cannon!" Pinkie suddenly exclaimed.

"Oh don't worry about it! Your readers are gonna like this as much as I am!"

Pinkie got up from the bed and reached under it, pulling out a familiar pink box from a couple chapters ago...

Pinkie laughed; "Now THAT'S one of my super–secrety secrets! I can't tell you that!"

Pinkie got back up on the bed and opened the box, revealing the same dildo I had Lyra use in previous chapters to quell her own heat...that Pinkie had gotten somehow.

"Is it because you lack creativity?" Pinkie offered as an answer to my quandary.

Pinkie pulled out the two magic-containing cells from the box which were provided for Earth and Pegusi ponies who wanted to buy and get the most out of that particular model of artificial stallionhood, and so they wouldn't need a unicorn to charge the dildo itself for them. After inserting the cells, Pinkie started rubbing the pseudo-member against her needing slit, feeling it came to life and match her body temperature as she lubed it up. "Well Mr Voicey, I can see why Lyra liked this toy so much back then!" Pinkie said with a moan, lubing it up well before pressing it against her eager lips.

Pinkie pressed in with a gasp, feeling the head slip in and quickly being followed by the rest as she was penetrated by that warm and softly-throbbing rod, setting her mind on overload. Pinkie simply lay there with her eyes squeezed shut while she adjusted to the toy's girth, her foal-tunnel clenching around it.

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As Pinkie felt the throbbing increase in intensity from the dildo after minutes of thrusting it into herself at a rapid pace, as well as her own clenching around it increase as well, she had an idea. She pulled the dildo out of her passage and instead quickly slid the well-lubed dong up her plothole, moaning deeply as the slight pain of stretching her plothole mixed with her pleasure, then started overstimulating herself as her hoof quickly found her love button again.

A few moments of the intense stimulation later, Pinkie started screaming as she came hard, her rectum squeezing around the dildo while her slit sprayed her fluid all over the bed. Her pleasure peaked out and plateaued at that intensity as she humped her hips into the air, rubbing her slit with her hoof while she felt the dildo's head flare in her. When the tingling magic started pumping up her butt, it ramped her pleasure over the plateau and made her moan out again and she jammed the dildo roughly to the balls into herself, feeling as the magic spread deeper into herself.

"Oh...Mr.Voicey...this feels...so...gooooood!" Pinkie somehow managed to moan out, the intense over-stimulation making her speech slurred. The dildo kept pumping, making Pinkie's belly slightly expand to accommodate it, that sensation of stretching making her loose another shot of mare-cum onto the bed and have another intense orgasm. When she finally came off her second orgasm about thirty seconds later she quickly passed out, leaving the still-pumping dildo up her butt as she brought her very naughty dreams to Luna's domain.

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In present times, Denclop noticed the mare reaching her hoof to her own rear as she tried to please herself, and knew this wouldn't do. She was the goddess of LOVE and fertility after all! Denclop nudged the mare’s hoof aside with his muzzle and licked the fluids off her hoof, eliciting a gasp from Pinkie. "Hehe! That tickles, stop!" Pinkie said with a giggle, with Denclop then seeing an opportunity. As she kept Big Mac slowly, deeply licking on the mare's soft inner hoof, she lifted one of his own hooves to her rear and started rubbing between her legs. When Pinkie groaned her approval, Denclop felt her starting to clench around Big Mac's hoof, clearly very much liking her hooves and marehood teased.

When she felt like moving on, Denclop pulled Big Mac hoof from Pinkie's marehood and lowered his muzzle to it instead. When Pinkie rapidly nodded her approval when he looked up at her, Denclop licked her sopping mound. She rather enjoyed the flavor of Pinkie’s juices, a very sweet flavor punctuating it and mixing with the flavor of heated mare she so loved. Denclop then moved to a proper position without dislodging Pinkie’s mouth from his vessel's penis and got to work licking Pinkie's outer lips, causing a moan and shiver from Pinkie, who dutifully continued to work her mouth on Denclop’s member in her hunt for his 'apple cream'.

Denclop then suddenly pushed Big Mac's muzzle and tongue into Pinkie's swollen pussy, eliciting a loud gasp from Pinkie and causing her to pause her efforts on his member, too in shock over the feelings she was getting from the muzzle spreading her lips further and the tongue now burrowing deeper into her passage. When she’d recovered enough, Pinkie went back to work on her hunt for his pre-cum, occasionally being rewarded with a squirt while Denclop kept licking for more of that sweet liquid she’d quickly become fond of.

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After a short time, Denclop felt an all–too–familiar pressure welling up in his Big Mac’s pelvis, stimulation from the mouth on his rod and the scent of a mare in heat setting him to the edge rather quickly. He tried to pull out of the mare’s mouth to not not waste her vessel's seed, but it was like a vacuum, sucking him in and not letting him get away. Denclop decided to just let the mare have her fun, knowing she could always make her vessel produce more seed, then finally just let it go.

Pinkie let out a muffled squeal as she felt her heated slit send out pulse after pulse of pleasure, her needing passage clenching around the tongue buried in her as she started her orgasm, sending out a gush of her juice spraying onto Big Mac’s face and Denclop‘s mask. Big Mac moaned as his own orgasm took place, the vibrations sending Pinkie wild as he let loose a torrent of "apple cream”, much to Pinkie’s delight. Pinkie moaned happily, smiling as she gulped down mouthful after mouthful of the sticky white fluid while her passage spasmed around the tongue inside her, shudders going throughout her body as she came hard.

When both had come off their respective orgasms a number of seconds later, Pinkie licked clean Big Mac’s member, not wanting to miss a single drop of his tasty cream filling. Big Mac meanwhile cleaned Pinkie’s mare-juice from her slit and his own face, savoring the flavor as though it were the finest beverage in the land.

“Boy that was fun!” Pinkie said unsteadily, her head still swimming in her afterglow. Pinkie then looked at a wall and said, “Hey Mr. Voicey, I think we should do that again! Don't you?!”

Since the mare seemed more than a little comfortable around Big Mac now, Denclop decided it was time to introduce herself properly. She removed her invisibility spell and let herself appear to the mare, revealing her true self.

“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; “Oooooh, 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!”

“Nuh, uh! That’s Big Mac, not 'Denclop’!”

"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.”

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 shall 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, WRITER–DUDE!” Pinkie exclaimed and ran up the stairs, a pink blur barely visible going up the stairs and into the hall above.

Denclop was unable to comprehend who this "writer" guy was and simply shook Big Mac’s head in confusion, Denclop quickly getting up as Pinkie ran up the stairs, following the wet droplet Pinkie had left on the floor as she seeked out her newest mare.

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A puffy pink–haired head poked out of the farthest room, and Pinkie looked back towards the stairs with her blue eyes. “What are you doing Miss Slow–Flank! Even Mr. Voicey beat you up here! I was promised fun, so let’s get to it!”

Denclop didn't need to be told twice, quickly closing the distance between the stairs and the doorway Pinkie had looked out of. Denclop then pushed open the door when he’d reached it, and inside she saw the basics of a typical room: a desk, dresser, wardrobe, and of course the bed with a table d'nuit on either side of it – the bed itself adorned with a green–plaid quilt and a two 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 and landing on the floor with a dull thump, and making Pinkie sigh in disappointment. “Well, that was no fun! Narrator, It was supposed to hit her like it did Cheesy!” Pinkie said, still staring at a nearby wall while bouncing on her bed, the masked red stallion standing in the doorway, head still turned away and shield up.

Denclop slowly opened Big Mac’s eyes a moment later and looked down at the object that was thrown at her. After quickly lowered her shield after realizing the harmlessness of the object, Denclop felt her pride take a hit from the whole ordeal. She, an immortal goddess, had just been scared by a pillow for pony’s sake!

Denclop cleared Big Mac’s throat, “Ok ‘Pinkie’, are you ready for the ‘fun’ I promised?” 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, Big Mac 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. “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 squirmed on the bed as her heat started to get to her again, with it not going unnoticed by Denclop.

“How do we play?” Pinkie asked, to which Denclop thought carefully how to respond, mainly deciding which position she would rather use.

After a moment’s deliberation, Denclop responded, “Lay on your back on the end of the bed and spread your legs. I’ll do the rest.”

“Okie-dokie-lokie! I'll just do as Mr. Voicey tells me!” responded Pinkie, grabbing a pillow and placing it under her head before doing as she was told and lying on her back with her legs spread and her tail hanging over the edge, exposing her puffy treasure fully.

Denclop wasted no time summoning the pink mist around Pinkie, making it smell like freshly-baked apple pie with whipped cream. The mare had said she liked that combination earlier, and Denclop wanted her to breathe as much of the mist as she could.

Pinkie breathed the mist, noticing her heat growing more intense even on the first sniff. Upon noticing it was one of her favorite scents she started breathing it deeply, unbeknownst to her what it was doing to her.

As Pinkie basked in the bakery-scented mist, Denclop stepped back from the bed and summoned the blue mist around Big Mac, inhaling an extra amount this time since the mare had expended some of his seed earlier. She did not want to disappoint this mare by not giving her her proper ‘Gift’ after all!

Pinkie felt the heat in her belly rise up, swelling to 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 desperate feeling between her legs.

“I am just preparing your body for the game, my mare. Breathing that mist is one of the rules.” Denclop responded, 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.

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Denclop looked at Pinkie’s eagerly waiting treasure in front of her, her mare’s wetness reflecting in the dim light of the barely-lit room. She licked her vessel’s lips in anticipation, looking at the swollen mound as though it were the finest truffle from Prance. Denclop then quickly lowered Big Mac’s head and started slowly licking around the outer lips, teasing Pinkie and making the pink mare shudder in response. Pinkie then pushed her mound against Denclop’s muzzle, subconsciously displaying her eagerness to get on with it. Denclop saw the sign but ignored it, continuing to tease her mare.

“Please…” came a desperate voice from above her, the pink mare’s slit winking constantly in her desperation. Denclop decided to be uncommonly merciful with this mare and penetrated Pinkie's passage with her tongue, tasting the extra-sweet flavor of her juices as she plunged deep into Pinkie's foal-passage once more.

Pinkie squealed and shuddered extensively at the sudden penetration, her sensitivity through the roof thanks to the skilled tongue now working her folds combined with her own natural horniness and the mist. Denclop continued to probe Mac’s tongue deep, loving her mare’s very sweet flavor and wanting more of her juice after having gotten but a taste earlier. She continued eating Pinkie out for a number of minutes, changing the pace and occasionally flicking his tongue over Pinkie’s clit, being rewarded with a sweet moan and a shudder from her every time she did.

When Denclop started rubbing on Pinkie’s clit with a hoof while licking deep, she suddenly felt Pinkie's vagina clamp down hard on Big Mac’s tongue, her vulva winking against his muzzle, swiftly followed by a gush of the sweet juices Denclop had desired. Pinkie cried out as her back hooves twitched like crazy and her head thrashed back and forth across the pillow it was pressed down hard into it. Her hips arched up into Big Mac’s muzzle, wanting him deeper inside her as she came, pleasure exploding throughout her body as she started to enthusiastically grind against his muzzle.

Denclop left Big Mac’s wide tongue deep inside Pinkie, letting the mare milk it until she finally came off her orgasm some seconds later. She then proceeded to lick up the mare’s nectar, occasionally getting a shudder from Pinkie as small bursts of pleasure shot through her from the additional stimulation.

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After Denclop had finished cleaning her a short while later, Pinkie had a dreamy smile on her face and her eyelids hooded in pleasure. “That was...great! Keep it going, Mr Voicey!” Pinkie slurred, sounding as if she’d had a few too many mugs of Apple Family Cider.

“That is only the beginning, my mare.” Denclop responded, too caught up in the moment to be distracted by this mare's seeming imaginary friend. Big Mac’s member slapped against his underside as he sniffed at Pinkie's soaked passage, eager to get on with its duty for this mare. Denclop climbed over Pinkie on the bed and pulled Big Mac’s hips back, making his member line up perfectly to her burning snatch as he leaned over her.

When Big Mac was in position, Denclop asked Pinkie – “Are your ready for your Gift, mare?”

Pinkie nodded slowly, not quite sure what she was agreeing to, her energy sapped by the lickings she’d gotten and her concentration still on the wall and the afterglow of her most recent orgasm. With Pinkie’s confirmation, Denclop started pushing forward, making Pinkie’s rear move forward with his hips as Big Mac’s breeding rod slowly penetrated her lips.

Pinkie gasped as she was penetrated, never having something so…huge and hot enter her before. Denclop pulled Mac’s hips back again and then slammed hard into Pinkie, hilting himself inside her now and making her cry out at the sudden fullness. “Wha–OOOOOOOOH!” Pinkie moaned out, feeling an intense pleasure between her legs, the shock of it bringing her out of her afterglow and back to her senses. Denclop allowed Pinkie a moment to adjust to Mac's fifteen–inch length, but the pleasure from the initial thrust quickly intensified to a burning need in Pinkie. “Um, goddess–thingy? I think my thingy wants some more now.” Pinkie said, moving her hips experimentally and making Big Mac’s hilted member shift inside her with the movements.

Slightly angered at being called a "goddess–thingy" but deciding to ignore it, Denclop said "Alright mare, just let me do all the work. Just lay back and accept my Gift to you!.”

Denclop then made Big Mac start thrusting into Pinkie hard, Denclop’s chosen position giving a lot of leverage and making her able to penetrate her mare very deeply. As such, Big Mac quickly hilted deep inside Pinkie and made her groan loudly, the feeling of being speared so deep sending a rush of tingling pleasure throughout her whole body. Denclop pulled Mac’s member out and thrust in again, with it actually touching Pinkie’s cervix this time.

Pinkie pressed her head back into the pillow and moaned loudly, her back hooves shivering uncontrollably with the pleasure she was receiving. She also had a front hoof in her mouth, biting on it to cope with the intense feelings of pleasure radiating from her body.Denclop picked up the pace and started to thrust faster – plunging as deep as Big Mac could go and 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 as well as the roughness of the thrusts into her.

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About five minutes of rough breeding later, Denclop looked down at her mare as she felt the intensity of her vessel’s pulses increase. “Ready for your 'Apple creampie', mare!?” Denclop asked suddenly, Big Mac’s teeth gritted.

Pinkie was too lost in her pleasure to respond, having removed the hoof from her mouth and instead had 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 Mac's medial ring to rub her clit hard.

On the last thrust, Denclop hilted as deep as she could get Big Mac to go and felt his head flare, very soon after letting loose a huge torrent of Big Mac’s ‘apple cream’, the virile cum exploding into Pinkie’s needing pussy and splashing right against her cervix.

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As she felt that big thing between her legs get even bigger and press in deeper still, Pinkie’s shudders heavily increased as her hooves shot down to Big Mac’s hips, trying to help her inner muscles in pulling him even deeper into herself, but it was pointless – Big Mac was already pressed against her cervix.

Pinkie let out a high–pitched squeal as her orgasm overtook her when she felt a satisfying, creamy warmth explode deep inside her, seeing stars and shuddering hard as her passage clenched down hard on Big Mac’s pumping length – trying to milk every drop of that filling, soothing warmth she could from him. Most of what he put into her couldn't leak past his flared head, being forced against her cervix – but her cervix was resilient, not giving way to the pressure of his shots like most mares' would have. Instead, only a small trickle of his seed got inside, the rest merely painting her passage a creamy shade of white as it finally leaked past his head.

They came together for quite a while, with Pinkie clenching on Big Mac's spewing member while panting hard and Big Mac constantly shooting massive amounts of his spunk as deep into her as possible, both silent save panting and an occasional moan or gasp until Pinkie came off her orgasm. Staring at her new favorite wall, the pink mare started to grind against Big Mac's still–squirting member. “Hey Narrator, we ready for another 'game'?”

"Okie Dokie Loki!"

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Denclop was surprised at this mare’s endurance (and the fact she was still talking to walls named Mr.Voicey or Narrator) – this was Pinkie’s third orgasm in under thirty minutes, Denclop not knowing of the fourth and fifth she'd had shortly before his arrival. Denclop pulled out and caused a stream of seed to flow from Pinkie’s pussy and land in her already–soaked tail, then got up off the bed and told Pinkie to get off as well, telling her to stand up and face away with her back legs spread.

Pinkie quickly obeyed, getting up and into the position she was told to, her spread pussy leaking Big Mac's seed all over the floor now. Denclop walked her vessel up to the mare and smelled her flowing slit, his member soon getting hard again from the scent of the mare in heat. Pinkie instinctively raised her tail and winked her pussy at the stallion behind her, causing a drop of semen to drip off her clit and onto the floor.

Denclop quickly mounted Pinkie again and thrust right in, her passage very slippery from his first deposit of seed and her own juices, with Big Mac easily pounding her hard with such good lubrication. Pinkie’s head lowered to the floor with teeth gritted as she was overtaken again by intense pleasure, her passage being very over–sensitive from its last pounding and sending waves of white–hot pleasure throughout her body, making her shudder uncontrollably as she was worked quickly towards her next orgasm. Denclop was eager to once again fill this mare who had the nerve to ask for seconds, pounding into her at full throttle for a number of minutes – all the while Pinkie’s head remained down, too absorbed in the intense pleasure to do much else.

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A number of minutes of crippling pleasure later, Pinkie’s head shot up and cocked backwards, her tongue lulling out. “Wowie–zowie, my brain just went powie!” she squealed out as another intense orgasm wracked her body, making her passage start to contract again on Big Mac’s member.

The sudden increase of tightness on his cock set off Big Mac’s own orgasm and with a hilting thrust he pushed deep into her as he gushed more seed into her already–full passage, making Pinkie squeal at the warmth being sprayed into her again – ramping up the intensity of her already mind–blowing orgasm as his semen gushed into the mare, his huge flare again preventing any from getting out.

After a minute of the non–stop increasing pressure of the seed being pressed against it, Pinkie's resilient cervix finally gave in. A gush of Big Mac's seed was welcomed directly into her womb, making Pinkie scream aloud at the sensation, her body starting a sixth orgasm right as her fifth was tapering off, her body working hard to get the stallion‘s seed as deep into her as possible.

Denclop continued to pump Big Mac’s seed into the vigorous mare‘s womb, Pinkie finally seeming to run out of steam as her belly started to expand – her orgasms finally draining the mare of her usual hyper–active energy and instead making her unusually docile as she accepted this stallion's foal. Pinkie's front hooves collapsed in her mind–blowing pleasure, leaving her rear only being held up by Big Mac’s hooves as Denclop held her in place while her belly started to swell – Mac's member still buried deep and pumping Denclop's ‘Gift’ into the mare's eager foal–maker

Big Mac’s gushes reduced to spurts another few seconds later, finally stopping as he reached the end of his second orgasm. Denclop dismounted and pulled out, a gush of Mac’s semen rushing out of the pleasured mare and landing on the floor with a loud splat.

Pinkie collapsed fully on the floor as soon as Denclop pulled out and released her hips, so overtaken by the sensations of her six orgasms 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 fluids 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 and 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 teh sleeping Pinkie Pie. She headed outside, then used her blink again, teleporting herself to another random location.

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After Denclop had left, Pinkie awoke and opened her eyes – looking up at the wall and cocking her head.

"So Mr Voicey, does this mean I'm gonna have a foal too?" Pinkie whispered, rubbing her still–full belly and causing more seed to squirt out of her. She scooped the semen up, then tasted it and snorted. "Of course I'm gonna have a cute–widdle–fluffy–baby to love and have fun with and take care of! That's the whole purpose of this chapter! Oh and by the way, you misspelled 'the' in the previous paragraph. You...may wanna fix that."

With that final breaking of space–time continuum, Pinkie fell back asleep – exhausted and intensely satisfied.

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As Pinkie slept, Big Macs sperm made their way to her waiting egg inside her Fallopian tubes. One made its way to and fertilized her egg shortly before she awoke again, discovering and devouring Denclop's second gift to her on her bedside table. She had her own 'Apple Pie' baking in her 'oven' now, and its timer wouldn't go off for the next eleven months – but her own foal to play with and love would be worth the wait.

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As Pinkie awoke the next morning, she stared at the wall and suddenly screamed – "HA! I KNEW IT! I'M GONNA HAVE A FOAL! YAAAAAAAAAAY!"

Pinkie looked again at the wall.

"Wait, Mr.Voicey...this isn't my chapter with Cheese Sandwich!