Author's Note

Now this one is a little different. First part is mostly sappy soap moments.

The second part of this chapter has some really weird shit, but hey, this is a MLP fanfiction, might as well go all out with the source material and use it in some crazy way.

The Sloth

–Thisisbad, thisisbad, thisissobad– Pinkie Pie couldn’t think straight, waiting as she was in the hotel lobby, dressed in a very provocative combination, asking herself for the hundredth time the very same question she had in her head all day –What I am doing here?–

–How in the world do I get myself in these situations? Wait, this is the first time something like this has ever happened to me. Oh heavens what if someone I know sees me with him? What if Cheese Sandwich decides to visit this precise hotel, at this precise day, at this precise hour and sees me with this man? What would I say?–

Pinkie Pie was still fidgeting in the lobby, with a clear nervous expression adorning her features when a man approached her from behind.

“I’m glad to see you are ready Pinkie Pie, time to go” Discord whispered on her left ear “I’m anxious to begin”

“What, already?” she yelped in surprise, quickly turning back “but…I don’t know…this might not be such a good idea, there are many persons in this hotel right now, and I’m not in the mood right now so…”

Discord chuckled before answering “Don’t come to me with such lies my dear Pinkie Pie. You have worked in my store for what, two months already? I know you far too well, and I can read in your body that you are craving this as much as I do”

The blush on Pinkie’s face was widespread “Well yes, of course that I want it, I mean, who wouldn’t? But how would I explain it if someone sees me with you…” her voice was lowering with each word she spoke.

Discord let out a laugh “Well that is easy girl; you just tell them the truth. As I had told you before, there is nothing wrong with what we have done already many times in the past. It is just two good friends indulging on a natural necessity”

“In understand that but now is different. People could get the wrong idea. Also, this is a very public place, quite different to the store or the office. I feel this is so wrong”

“It is too late now for that Pinkie Pie, you promised me, remember? Today we would come to this hotel to…eat lunch privately” he was smiling, clearly entertained with the poor girl nervousness.

Discord just laughed and continued to look at Pinkie in a way that still made her uneasy. They finally reached their destination, a nice table in the restaurant section of the hotel. Bizarre as he was, Discord vastly preferred the food of a nice fine hotel than any specific restaurant in Canterlot.

Pinkie tried to convince herself while she was taking her seat –I’m being so paranoid…but I just can’t help it…this is not good. I have never done this before. Wait…I’m not doing anything wrong! We are just going to eat lunch you silly girl. Stop feeling guilty Pinkie. If anyone you know were to ask you just say that you are out with your boss talking business…exactly business–

It was at that moment that Discord placed his hand over hers, which were nervously playing with the fork and spoon. Pinkie gasped a little and just looked at Discord’s hand. He gave a chuckle, which in turn made her stare at him.

“You know how scared you look right now, my sweet Pinkie Pie?”

“Really? I don’t know what you are talking about.” Pinkie laughed a little while taking her hand and placing it under the table. Clearing her voice, she started with an very firm tone “I want to be very clear Discord, that our relationship is to stay strictly friendship. I have a boyfriend and I like him very much”

“By all means Pinkie Pie, I quite well know that fact, don’t worry” he said while smiling at her.

Pinkie Pie was taken back again –Oh my goodness I feel like a stupid school girl! It’s his smile that makes me weak on the knees– “And just for you to know, I’m quite happy with my boyfriend!” she said while raising her voice, unfortunately it was the same time the waiter decided to go to their table to take their order. Discord placed his order all the while Pinkie tried to look occupied while going over her menu blushing fervently.

“And you ma’am?” asked the waiter.

Pinkie looked up at Discord and he gave her a sexy wink which made her just blush even more. Pinkie turned to their waiter praying that her cheeks didn’t look as hot as they felt to her.

“I’ll have 2 personal size mega burritos, one mozzarella pizza, and six brownies. Thank you”

Discord let out a roaring laugh “Wonderful Pinkie! As always, your appetite knows no bounds. That is one of the many things I like about you”

Pinkie Pie blushed even more, if that was even possible. She found herself giggling from the nervousness. “Please Discord…I don’t think this is appropriate”

“What’s inappropriate? What does inappropriate means at any rate? I’m just telling a beautiful woman who I’m having lunch with, that she intrigues me.”

“I intrigue you?” –uh oh…do I really want to know the answer to this? Why am I pusing this further? I should tell him to drop it. I should get up, walk away and put him in his place. What is keeping me here?–

Pulling a serious façade and a formal tone, he answered “Yes, you really do. You walk with the careless attitude of a person that strives to live in a more chaotic world, a world without restrictions or limits. And your outstanding beauty only enhances your free spirit.”

“That…thank you” she looked down, suddenly quite interested in the design of the tablecloth.

“And your blushing is just priceless! It is not often that you see a grown woman blush so much. Seeing you I just get this craving to tease you, to grope and pinch your cheeks, to pull your hair, to do all sort of crazy things to you” his formal façade was quickly discarded in favor of a jester tone of voice.

Pinkie was going to retort, but the food came at that instant. They began to eat in silence, a comfortable silence, thought Pinkie Pie. They had almost finished when Discord decided to broke the quietness.

“You have never been intimate with single man” he stated looking directly at her.

–The nerve!- Pinkie lost her temper with this statement -Sure, I love to have friends, I want all the friends that I can have. But to make such a rude statement like that is not something a friend would do. He does not even know me! Working for a couple of months and talking every now and then gives him no excuses to go around making such…correct guesses– standing up and cleaning her mouth, she took a very serious tone “I think I have enough, thank you for the lunch. I’ll go home now” As she walked out, she heard the rapid footsteps of Discord coming closer to her.

“Pinkie Pie, wait!” Discord yelled out to her as he rushed to her side.

Pinkie turned around trying to keep her composture in check. She looked at him her eyes fair and open, just looking at him, but not reflecting any of her thoughts or emotions. It’s the coldest stare she could master.

“Please, do not look at me like that…I…I’m your boss Pinkie Pie and I!”

“Mr. Discord!” Pinkie interrupted “How dare you speak to me in such a way! You have no right and at this point no respect for me if you speak to me, your employee, in such a brash and unprofessional language. I will not let this pass. You can expect my resignation tomorrow morning”

Discord took her hands and looked at her eyes “Pinkie Pie, I’m sorry. The thing is, I really like you as a person. I feel you are easy to connect to; I just got that vibe from you. I’m a weird, weak man in more ways that I can count on. I sense that I need you for some emotional support that I have not been able to find in anyone else. And I feel you are in the same situation, I feel your insecurities, the deep loneliness in your heart”

Pinkie Pie looked upon him with all her attention. The mix of handsome, weird and mature features enveloped her vision. –How can she be mad with this free spirited man? How can someone as weird as him exude such an air of authority? And with such authority how can it possibly be that he needs her?–

Pinkie Pie looked at Discord as if seeing him, and him finally being able to see her –But he has seen me. He has been able to see the whole me since he first laid eyes on me– “Well, resignation might be a little extreme use of words you silly. I love my job and I love… everyone in it”

They looked at each other for a long time. Pinkie Pie before never noticed how tall he was, at least a whole head taller than Cheese Sandwich. He was also broader in areas where Cheese was lean. His eyes were deep amber yellow, while Cheese’s were a clear green tone. Pinkie breathed deeply and she was so close se could smell his intoxicating cologne, Discord not once did he stop looking directly at her. His smell invaded her nostrils, completely filling her head with a hazy dreamy state; she closed her eyes and leaned forward, feeling too sleepy and hazy to think anything at all.

“Winter Wrap Up! Winter Wrap Up! Let's finish our holiday cheer…”

“I think it is yours, Pinkie” Discord said grinning at her as he took a step back.

“Oh!” gasped Pinkie as she started rummaging through her purse. When she saw her phone, her stomach dropped, it was Cheese on the other line.

“Hey Cheese!” exclaimed Pinkie doing her best to mask the guilt on her tone.

“Hey love. I was just thinking about you. I miss you” Cheese voice was as bubbly as always.

“Oh Cheezy weezy, I miss you too.” She said as she turned her back to Discord.

“I’m glad! We have been so busy with our jobs that we have barely been able to see each other. Sometimes I worry that someone is going to steal my beautiful girlfriend from me”

Pinkie Pie laughed nervously “Stop it you silly! Someone stealing me, as if! That wouldn't make any sense; after all you are the only one in my life Cheezy”

“Hahaha, I’m sorry my love, it is just that sometimes I have this feeling that you are too good for me. So, what are you doing?”

-What have I been thinking? How can I lie to him? He is my boyfriend. He deserves my comiitment. He also deserves my respect. I can’t believe I just told him I was shopping. Don’t I have anything better to say?-

-“Oh Cheezy, Surprise! I was just eating lunch at an elegant hotel with my very mature, handsome boss. With whom I share many tastes and interests, and who just asked me to give him my unconditional emotional support”-

-And then what? I would have lost the trust of my boyfriend, his affections, and possibly his friendship? And for what? You are talking about a man completely out of your league Pinkie, with enough years to be your father. Everything would end up being at most for a couple of days of excitement, innocent flirting really, but still…it is not appropriate-

-Then why in the world did I agree to go out to dinner with him tomorrow night!?-

Two months later

Pinkie Pie found herself in a town she had never seen before, with green pastures, colored constructions and a lot of people. A signpost on the earth told her that the place was called “Ponyville”.

She couldn't give a lot of thought to the place itself, since by far stranger was her present condition.

The first thing she noticed was that for some reason she was in all fours, and worse, she barely could move in any other way than in all fours. It was as if she was a big baby crawling on the floor, her knees and palms supporting most of her body with a little help from her calves. She could gain some momentary height, forcing all weight on her legs, but she couldn't extend her knees no matter how much she tried, and her body weight quickly pushed her down again on all fours.

Apart from said strange physical limitation, her body only had two slight differences from her normal self. The first, in her head two cute ears were perking up from below her wild unruly mane. And sticking out her plot was a long sensitive tail, covered with hair identical to the one on her head, that she could fully control with expertise, and even twitched every once in a while, sending a pleasant sensation between her legs.

Most bizarre of all, she found herself in complete nudity. With such birthday suit, her toned legs, her meaty plot and her bouncy tits were all in plain sight, all her fleshy bits jiggling completely out of any restraint with each step she took and only having her long pink curly mane as sole covering, though it did little more than protecting a small section of her back.

On one hand, a voice inside Pinkie told her that she should felt exposed, weak, and ashamed of her body, that she should try her best to futilely cover her tits, her ass and her pussy with her mane and tail. But on the other hand, a second voice, louder, warmer and softer told her that everything was fine, her body was a blessing, and she should enjoy it to the utmost of her abilities. Siding with the latter voice, she decided to explore and examine the strange place that was Ponyville without a single worry of her body being completely exposed.

Not that there was any reason to have shame, since everypony in Ponyville was stark naked. And yet nopony seemed to give a flying feather about it. All of them, (males and females, though she couldn't see a single male, she knew they were there) populated the land of Ponyville crawling everywhere in complete nudity. They went in and out of their homes, they attended to their business, and they talked with friends and family in the same state of nudity.

Most strikingly, all this women seemed to come from some perfect human factory. All of them had the same air of otherworldly beauty; every single one of this crawling humans. They had manes full with beautiful thick hair of many different colors, perfectly toned legs and plots, all the girls gifted with a pure sweet face without any kind of blemish.

Even her family was here! Her three sisters, and her mother, all crawling in all fours, completely naked, sporting cute ponylike ears and tails, without the single hint of shame, all looking exactly the same as they looked the last time she saw them, when she graduated from college. Her three sisters were beautiful, and she had seen them naked a couple of times in the past at home (Maud being one year older, Limestone and Marble one year younger). But the body of her mother was a surprise, the prim and proper bun on her head made a very poor effort at giving some formality to her fully exposed mammoth tits, her curvaceous plot and her thick legs. Looking at her now, there were no traces of her prudish religious attitude. Pinkie Pie was surprised that a woman her age and with 4 daughters could hold such a figure, and finally realized why no matter how much exercise she did, she was fated to have the figure she had.

Her friends were there too, all 5 of them seemingly happy and comfortable with strutting their shameless naked forms everywhere they went. Pinkie saw them with utmost curiosity. Has she never seen the body of her friends before? Thinking about it, Pinkie couldn’t remember a single time the six friends had went to a place that required them to undress or even to use a bikini. They traveled of course, they went to many towns, mountains, and forests in excursions and vacation, but never somewhere that could need swimsuits like the beach. Because of that, she saw these naked Ponyville versions of her friends with particular curiosity.

She first noticed Rainbow Dash who in addition to the tail and ears, had pair of big wings supporting her lithe frame. Her wings were not just for decoration, as she was right then crossing between the clouds on the sky, though her legs still kept a flexing position, even in the air. Her tits and plot were on the smallish side, but incredibly well toned, just as her abs and extremities showing quite a lot of lean muscle.

Applejack like herself, only added the tail and ears to her regular appearance, but if anything, the crawling position and motion just enhanced her best feature, the biggest and meatier ass she had ever seen. As confused as Pinkie was, she let out a big laugh after seeing her friend hitting trees with her powerful and gargantuan rump, and how from a certain distance her rotund plot seemed big enough to cover the sun in such a way that gave her the illusion of seeing a sundown in the middle of the morning.

Rarity was strutting with the only piece of cloth that she had seen in all Ponyville, but it was just a very elegant brooch with a cerulean cape running on her back that covered neither tits, nor ass, nor pussy. In fact the cape seemed designed to instead bring even more attention to said body parts and a white long horn situated on her forehead.

Fluttershy also had wings like Rainbow, but hers were small, frail looking, and instead of flying with them she was crawling like the other girl ponies. Her most striking feature were the gigantic hooters hanging heavily from her chest, her nipples just inches away of rubbing the earth with each step, perhaps they were too big for her wings to carry.

Twilight was strutting with a royal like allure, sporting both wings and a horn on her head. Pinkie then noticed for the first time that everypony had a tattoo on both sides of the plot. Curious, she turned her head to see if she had a tattoo like the others, but her body, her hips and ass was so big that she wasn’t able to see anything. Again, the ridiculousness f not being to be able to see her own body made her laugh loudly much to the amusement of her friends.

She was trying to decide if she should keep laughing at all the crazy things of this weird exhibitionist town, or ask her friends the many questions she had about the place, until a loud sound roared from the heavens. A bell was swinging, and her five friends started to trot in the direction of a building at the far side of Ponyville. Confused, Pinkie decided to follow her friends, finding that she was more comfortable and faster by hopping with her whole body rather than trotting.

Pinkie Pie blinked, suddenly fully awake at 1:00 AM. She raised from her bed, trying to breath and calm down.

–Again– she thought. For the past several weeks she had been experiencing vivid, recurring dreams. Some were downright bizarre, others funny and silly, but one of the constants in all of them was that they felt all too much real, so much in fact, that she regularly found herself awake the next day (or at the middle of the night as in this case) with depleted energies, which made her all the more susceptible to fall asleep right again.

The other consistent element with all her recent dreams was that she could barely remember them at all. She could swear in most of them she was not even a human, but actually a horse, same as all her friends. In the world of her dreams, everyone was some kind of pony, beautiful creatures that had funny and silly adventures. And while she couldn’t remember everything, somehow she was absolutely sure that each dream had been in their own bizarre way, a very pleasant experience, which unfortunately just made her all the more frustrated with her own slippery memory.

Seeing the hour, she knew she had to sleep some more in order to be ready for her job, but before that, she went up to the bathroom to wash her face, all the while trying her best to remember as much as she could from her last dream. It was futile though, apart from the vague idea of her and all her friends being equines, she just couldn’t get anything else.

Pinkie was frowning her cute face, doing her best to remember her latest oniric adventure when she returned to her bedroom. Seeing her wardrobe, her mind went to her beloved job. By now she had been working on the Disc World store for little more than four months. And everything was running much better than she initially expected so far.

Her job was simple enough to give her ample time to socialize with her female companions, rejoicing with the fact that a few of them were also ex–alumni from Canterlot High. Being the very friendly girl she was, she waited not a single moment to start courteous friendships with everyone at the store.

Most of all, she found herself enjoying the time she could allocate to be with her boss, Discord. At lunch, breaks, and even outside the offices, they tried to find time and space to have pleasant chats and eating together. In the past two months they have spent a lot of time together in many different places, they laughed making silly jokes, talking about their friends and past, nicknaming people, speaking about their dreams, and even shopping together in the very same store they worked.

She was trying to renew her wardrobe from the very first couple of weeks she worked there, but it was a hard task for her alone. She was extremely nervous when she asked him for his help at the task of revamping her clothes with less plain and more appealing garments (under and outer). But it made the most sense, all of her best friends (and sisters) had color and tones tastes very much unlike her own, and she would be too ashamed to be seen buying that kind of clothing with her boyfriend. Asking Discord this favor was for the best.

And money was not a problem, with her salary, she could easily afford now pretty much everything she wanted from the store, even though with her last few shopping sprees she might had gone a little too far. Given the situation, she reasoned that helping her boyfriend finances could wait a little longer, she too deserved a treat for all her effort after all.

By now her street wardrobe consisted mostly of all sorts of short skirts, frilly, silky, or even slightly see–thru, most of them showing off her perfect long toned heavy legs and the roundness of her perfect plot. She also got a selection of short tank tops and tight blouses that displayed prominently to the whole world her cute Pinkie Pies. Completing her sets were small transparent bras and tiny ass cheek biting thongs, all in sets of powder blue, baby yellow, pristine white and shocking pink colors.

All the garments were complemented with little decorations very much in Pinkie’s tastes, all the miniskirts had trios of balloons (always two blues, one yellow). Most of her tops had decorated cupcakes or other delicious pastries at front, whit their back occupied with thick letters that read different messages, most common being: PROPERTY OF DISCWORLD.

As funny as most of her clothes were, the silliest award would go to her latest acquisition. She decided to get a whole set of ridiculously tiny g–string thongs, in tones like yellows, pinks and blues. The fun part was that the diminutive triangles of flimsy material were emblazoned at both sides with one specific image. They depicted the head of what she now knew was a Draconequus, the spirit of Chaos, a mythic animal with a very silly appearance and (some myths said) unlimited powers of mind control and seduction, so strong, that even without the creature consciously trying to use them, they would still slowly seep on the subjects that truly wished to be enthralled by the chaos it conjured. The knowledge of having such guardian in direct and constant contact with her most sensitive body parts would had been naughty if it wasn't so silly.

At any rate, Pinkie Pie had decided months ago that if she had the body, she wouldn't try to hide it. The first time her boyfriend saw her in one of her new attires he couldn't believe his eyes. Shocked he told her that the clothes were showing too much skin, and she should be more wary, as there were a lot of people on the streets that could get the wrong idea. Sad with her boyfriend attitude, Pinkie resorted to only use her old, ugly and plain clothes around him. Not that she was sending too much time with him anyway, between her job, and her rest deprived sleeping, she almost always had an excuse to avoid going out with him and using those dull clothes.

She was thinking about her new sexy clothing options precisely while looking at herself in a full body mirror, wearing her pajamas. Well, she called them pajamas, but were actually just a pink tee shirt that read “CHAOTIC GIRL” in big letters (and seemed to be a couple of sizes too small for her) and very small yellow cycling shorts that she was wearing without any panties, barefoot, braless and without makeup, she gave her body a good look and her reflection let out a whistle.

“Look at you silly!” her reflection let out a giggle looking at her, “just look at the way your boobies feel nice and hugged in your small shirt, how your bright colored flimsy shorts do nothing to cover the pussy lips between your legs” She turned and wiggled her round buns to the mirror, shaking her perfect ass at it “And even without any heels your plot stay–ups perfectly at display by your smooth long legs. You just love it! You are such a bad girl. Modesty aside, that is!” she giggled loudly at the silly conversation with her own shameless reflection.

–It would be nice– se thought. -To travel to the other side of the mirror. To live in an alternate universe. A world without constraints, free to indulge on any pleasure her mind could think of. Not caring about anything at all, not having any worry on her mind. To live in a world of chaos.-

Deciding that it was about time to resume her sleeping, she dropped on her bed, hugging her brand new (Disc World patented, of course) Draconequus plushie. As strange, tiring and confusing as her dreams were, the truth was, she enjoyed them enormously. The biggest conclusion that she could create from her vague memories was that in this dream world she was far more courageous, bold and sexy. In the real world she was just confident enough to talk about her sexy body with her own reflection. Meanwhile, on the other world, she was sure her alternate self was able to completely experiment the bliss and happiness coming from absolute freedom.

Apart from her job, the moment she enjoyed the most of her day was when she dropped dead on her bed, ready to indulge herself in the pleasures of laziness. With that in mind, her brainwaves quickly abandoned her body, craving more adventure at that wonderful alternate universe…

The six naked girls reached the small building with the resounding bell. Someone was there in front of the building, and Pinkie quickly noticed two things, he was a male, and he was fully erect, uhmm, that is, he was standing up in his two extended legs.

He was very tall, and because of that and her almost perpetual kneeling position, she couldn’t see his face no matter how much she flexed her neck. He was also clothed…or at least somewhat clothed. He was wearing a brown trench coat, a pair gloves and a pair of boots, each of this 4 pieces made with the fur of a different animal.

And nothing else.

That put shamelessly one big cock at full display, available to all six of them at plain sight, acting as an irresistible beacon for Pinkie who couldn't stop her movement. And it was not only her, her friends were also fixated on his male rod.

Rainbow Dash blushing face was covered with her wings, tough you could easily see her eyes looking trough the spaces between her feathers every now and then.

Applejack and Rarity were scoffing, clear apprehension on their faces, but seemingly unable to remove their sights from the marvelous dick.

Twilight with a furious blush moved her head the other way, but one could still easily see her two eyes were appreciating the meaty object in front of her.

But Fluttershy, poor Fluttershy seemed to be the most affected of the five. She was breathing with difficulty, her mouth drooling what seemed to be gallons, her eyes having a crazed expression with red lines, her whole body now seemingly twice as heavy, her voluminous hooters spread on the ground, and yet she kept crawling over, with obvious desperation to reach the object of her attention.

Finally Fluttershy reached him, she hugged his right leg, she licked his calves, she wrapped her jugs around his knee...

And then he kicked her.

Fluttershy was sent flying a couple of meters, falling over her back, crushing her frail wings with her massive size. She had an expression of pure pain all across her beautiful face, but it was obvious to everypony who saw her that the pain was not coming from the kick, the fall or her wings being crushed.

Pulling herself together in all fours again, she tried to reach the object of her obsession again, this time faster, more desperate, with tears in her eyes and seemingly pleading with all force to be accepted this time. She didn't need a kick this time. Applejack and Rainbow Dash stranded her, both being barely able to hold the crazed girl, who was kicking, punching and gasping like a raving maniac.

During all this, Pinkie Pie kept walking in a snail pace towards the magnificent cock. She had some drool on her, and could feel a never ending stream of liquid coming from her pussy. When Pinkie Pie reached him, instead of doing what Fluttershy did, she just timidly moved her face towards his left leg and stroked her cheek towards his boot.

He made a quick movement and disposed of the boot, his foot at full sight; Pinkie knelt completely and started to kiss each one of his toes separately and delicately. She had no idea why she was doing that, she didn't even knew who was this man, but strangely, all that was completely irrelevant. The only thing relevant to her was to receive the approval of this stranger.

He then made a simple motion, he positioned his left hand over her head, and scratched the back of her ears. Something bright and glorious spread from the core of Pinkie Pie, suddenly completely enveloped by happiness.

Her friends reacted in different ways towards this development. Rarity let out a sigh of relief, Twilight looked other way pouting, Rainbow Dash did a somersault in the air in celebration, and Applejack removed the sweat on her head while smiling at Pinkie.

Fluttershy on the other hand was a depressing sight, bawling her eyes out in tears, her body spread on the floor face down, punching the earth in clear frustration. Pinkie Pie would had felt sorry for her friend, if it was not because the man scratching her ears was giving her enough pleasure to turn her brain into mush and completely forget about the feelings of the naked girls in the proximity.

Suddenly the man showed her a leash, it had a bright pink collar, attached to a rough looking chain. It seemed the perfect fit for her neck, and Pinkie saw the instrument with obvious excitement. She wanted to use the leash, she wished for him to put the thing around her neck.

But then the man threw the leash very far and just walked into the building with the resounding bells. She glanced at her friends, all of them save Fluttershy giving her encouraging looks. Pinkie Pie was confused, but her heart was telling her to follow this man.

Feeling shivers all across her body, her tail twitching furiously without control and her pussy glistening with love juice, she followed the man to the door. Each step she took gave her a pang of pleasure coming directly from her pussy, and also emptied her mind of any thought or memory. Seeing the doorstep finally in front of her, her mind almost empty and her body a storm of pleasure, she crossed the threshold with full resolve.