Chapters Cheese Sandwich was pleased with his life.
That was something he repeated in his mind almost every day. Not only because he was a very optimistic and cheerful man (oh, and he is, be assured of that). The fact was that right now he felt he was a truly lucky individual and had more than one thing to be thankful to the world at large. After years of planning, saving and sacrifices, he was finally able to open his very own business, the “Weird Al Prank and Gag Store” the first and only shop of its kind in Canterlot, a big feat for a 22 years old man with no college studies. Ever since he was young, he made it a personal mission to spread joy and happiness to every person he met, and with this shop, he finally made that idea a life long project to give himself entirely.
But that was not the only big success he had achieved recently. He finally made reality his childhood dream, becoming the boyfriend (and not just that, the first and only) of none other than Pinkamena Diane Pie, most known by everyone as simply Pinkie Pie. If there was someone that got his whole obsession about planning parties and spreading joy and happiness was precisely her. And that made his new shop venture all the more rewarding, since he knew, the shop was something both of them could enjoy together while at the same time saving enough to get married, which they pinkie promised each other they would do the very moment the shop future was financially safe.
And it was because all that, that he felt particularly pleased right now. Pinkie Pie and he were right now attending a party in one of the biggest mansions in Canterlot, hosted by an eccentric millionaire that according to rumors, made his fortune by virtue of being a master of pranks and jokes. Always the visionary, Cheese Sandwich decided that someone like him could be an invaluable business partner, so when Pinkie’s friends invited the two of them (some of her friends had acquaintances in the highest social levels of the city) he was the most excited to attend.
“Cheese Sandwich” said Cheese shaking hands with who no doubt, was the host of the party.
-Eccentric millionaire was an understatement - he thought. The man was wearing a rather weird combination of what seemed a purple formal suit, as formal as it could be with a disheveled look and random lines and splotches, elements that almost seemed to move randomly within the clothes every few minutes. A yellow shirt not unlike Cheese’s own, a necktie full of scrabbles, two mismatched gloves of what seemed to be a couple of exotic animals skins and with his left hand he was holding a golden cane of sorts, decorated at the top with the small head of a creature that he couldn’t decide if it was a horse or a goat. But more than his clothes, his physical appearance was also strikingly strange, with a grey, almost sickly skin tone, yellow eyes with red pupils, a long goatee of white wild hair and an oversized fang always sticking out from his mouth. All that weird features were coupled with a very high stature and a monochromatic two color hair dye. Not completely sure if all of it was just a very complex costume or not, Cheese decided to avoid asking questions about his appearance for now.
“Discord is the name, but don’t waste it too much my friend” said the man with a cooky smile.
“Where are you from Mr. Discord?” The man had a strong accent, quite unlike anything he had heard before.
“Actually I’m a local, but was out of commission for a long time, this party is in a way to give myself a big warm welcome back to my old home and spread some of my old particular taste of fun with the locals” he said spreading his arms.
Particular taste of fun - echoed Cheese Sandwich in his head. The party had some normal food and drinks tables alright, but also had some strange props like a walking lamppost. In another part of the party, he saw a trio of what he supposed were buffaloes dancing in tutus (people in disguise Cheese half guessed, half hoped). And perhaps the biggest attraction, what seemed like a group of pink cotton candy clouds floating above the biggest chocolate fountain he had ever seen, coincidentally that very moment his girlfriend was right next to said fountain contemplating everything with an amazed expression on her face.
“I see that your reputation as a master of fun is well deserved”
“Oh please, you are going to make my ears blow with that praise” no sooner than he finished saying that, actual smoke came out from his ears.
Cheese couldn't help being impressed. After a heartily laugh, he decided to go to the point.
“If you would like Discord, I have some ideas from my prank shop that I want to show you, to see what you think”
“I will be delighted my friend, please by all means, give me your best shoot” he said, and raised is necktie to show a small bulls eye in his shirt.
A moment later, after some small business talk, Cheese received some punch from his girlfriend, who did not wasted a single second to see who was the man her boyfriend was talking, being too busy laughing and enjoying all the crazy things the party was full of. While she went back to her friends, Discord looked up with a lot of interest at the pink haired female. “Perfect,” he said.
“What?” asked Cheese, full of hope, thinking one of his ideas was receiving said adjective.
“She is beautiful.”
“Ah... thank you, I guess, she is my girlfriend, Pinkie Pie” he said blushing, with a mix of surprise and irritation. Cheese was frowning, but he quickly shrugged it off and took a sip from his punch. The tall man stared at Pinkie without even feigning the slightest attention at Cheese attempts to talk about business ideas.
“She is not like the rest of her friends”
“Yes, she’s always been a special one that Pinkie.” Cheese gave a love struck glance towards his girlfriend, but he was not going to let go this chance so fast “I will get us something stronger. Would you like a beer?”
“No…chocolate milk, please.”
“Ok, coming up”
Discord then gave his whole attention to a group of six young women that were sat in the same table some distance from them. Aside from Cheese Sandwich’s girlfriend the most striking of them all was another pink haired beauty, only with a lighter shade of pink than Pinkie Pie. Said girl had stunningly big breasts, the biggest among them all and easily noticeable even when she unsuccessfully tried to hide them them with an over sized sweater. Talking with her was a noisy looking girl with short hair and athletic build, far smaller and thinner than her friend, but obviously more assertive as far as he could tell by her body language. At the other side of the table were two more composed looking individuals speaking in hushed tones, one was a freckled blonde that barely could sit in the chair, her hips and buttocks were massive, along with her legs, even though the rest of her body was nothing to write about, her companion had a far more regular and exquisite shape, though just by looking at her heavy makeup and intricate hairdo was enough to made him groan. The last was the worst, she was not only ignoring the party, but she was reading a very thick book of all things. He chuckled to himself, only the fact that he was such a generous, kind, compassionate and above all, modest host stopped him from asking her to leave. Tomboy, Pawg, Diva and Egghead (as he nicknamed them in his head) did not caught his attention in the least, but each was good looking enough in some way, and a couple of his friends could be interested in meeting them given the chance.
At any rate, the biggest star in his eyes was without a doubt the delicious looking fruit called Pinkie Pie who was most likely completely oblivious to the effect her succulent body was having on his mind. As he could see now more carefully now, she was wearing a very long yellow sundress, and while the garment was loose, it was hardly able to hide her figure. His eyes examined her face which was sweet and innocent. He checked her ass (or plot as he jokingly called it) and legs, that while hidden by the sundress, looked pleasantly curvy and meaty. And of course her bust, large and bouncy. Looking at her tough, something seemed off about her posture, while moments ago she was smiling and laughing, right now she had what appeared to be a strained look on her face, fidgeting on her chair, her two arms around crossed over the chest area and resting her whole body resting on the table. He felt a little simpathy as he saw how she was being ignored by her 5 friends (4 deeply in conversation with each other, and the fifth reading her damn book), but then noticed a bright flush that was spreading on her cheeks and started to connect dots…it couldn't be! right here? he needed to get closer to actually see if she was actually...
“Here you go pal” said Cheese handing Discord a glass of chocolate milk who immediately took a sip hiding his irritation at being interrupted while ogling his prey.
“Ah, delicious, the best glass of chocolate milk in all of Equestria” he quickly spit the liquid to the ground, but for a moment Cheese thought he was actually drinking the glass and throwing the liquid.
“Where does your girlfriend work?” Discord asked suddenly.
“Right now she is studying. In a couple of months she will graduate with a degree at Personnel Management”
“Intelligence, sense of humor, and beauty...what a catch, young man” he never once retired his sight from Pinkie Pie while saying those words, said girl was by then already resuming her previous actions of inspecting every crazy element of the party with a smile on her lips.
His gaze and comments were making Cheese Sandwich uncomfortable again, he tried to change the subject. “You are not what I expected a millionaire to look”
“What do you mean?”
“You know most of the high class members here in Canterlot dress in the finest suits and dresses they can find, yet you seem to have just come out of a prank shop” -Now that will take the conversation back to business - Cheese congratulated himself.
“Appearances are deceiving my dear friend, you for example, who would think you could score a single date, not to mention a full relationship with a hot sexy bombshell such as your girl”
Cheese Sandwich was really losing his temper now, but decided to keep it in stride trying to take everything as nothing more than the host strange and dark sense of humor.
“Is she a virgin?” Discord asked, Cheese started to ask something with his face contorting in anger but the tall man added, “you know what, don’t answer that, it will be more fun that way”
“What is your damn interest in my girlfriend?”
“Are they real?” he asked pointing at her breasts, ignoring altogether Cheese question.
Cheese’s mouth fell open. “They are real and all mine. If you should know, we are getting married very soon and are deeply in love” he answered half angry, half smugly.
“Pinkie Pie” Discord slowly said, as if he was tasting the name itself, “she is truly a stunning goddess, her whole body exudes chaotic and wild desires and potential, she should be with an appropriate mate”
Cheese was now royally pissed. “And I suppose that’s you?”
“Ding ding ding! we have a winner, what we have for him, Johnny”
“Well good sir, it seems that not only you look the part of a crazy idiot, but you actually are one” Cheese voice now seemed a delicate mix between sheer indignation and pure fury.
Discord glowered at the insult, but made no remark about it. “I will give you ten thousand for your girlfriend right now. That is the only barter I will offer.”
“Leave us alone, any other insinuation and I am going for the police, you heard me, psycho?”
“Very well then” Discord said with a smug smile on his face.
Cheese Sandwich took a very confused and reluctant Pinkie Pie by the arm and they stepped out from the party without another word, much to the sadness and surprise of her friend Fluttershy who was talking with her at that moment. Fluttershy had little time to ponder alone on the strange attitude of the couple before a strong hand gripped her shoulder.
“Geez, what’s his problem, what a party popper”
“Oh humm…I don’t think so, I know Cheese Sandwich… I’m sure…well I believe he had a very good reason to leave like that…Mr…?” she half asked, obviously uncomfortable with his hard grasp and closeness, if she did not yelped right then and there it was because she thought it would be terribly rude with who she correctly guessed was the host of the party.
“Discord my dear, call me Discord”
Author's Note
In spite of that ending Fluttershy will not be appearing in this fic again any time soon, neither will Coco btw.
Next chapter will be after a 6 months timeskip.
Pinkamena Diane Pie, called just Pinkie by most of her friends and family, was in that moment heading to the Disc World outlet store traveling via public transport. Even thought the company was less than 3 months old, Disc World was already a big part of Canterlot society providing dozens of jobs and selling a diverse variety of unorthodox clothing styles, ranging from the same affordable clothes one could find everywhere to the highly exclusive lines that only they sold. While experimenting roaring success and popularity since its creation, it was not the kind of company in the tastes of everyone, her friend Rarity for one, a talented designer herself, had very low opinion for their exclusive line of clothing, which she called risque at best and downright vulgar at worst. In spite of that, or perhaps because of that, their (admittedly very few) creations that Pinkie had seen didn't seemed half bad to her, they had some wacky charm to them, and she always enjoyed the wacky things in life.
Standing up in the subway wagon for the whole travel, she was aware of the many eyes that were fixated on her. Wearing her casual business suit she still couldn't hide a very voluptuous body, since destiny and her own efforts had provided her with a very curvaceous figure. Tall, almost 5″7′, her body was voluptuous thanks in no small part to her voracious appetite (she just couldn't help it!) and yet all her curves were very well toned because of her fast metabolism and constant morning exercises, the workout transforming half of the food she devoured into soft muscle tissue that made her legs look almost (but not quite) on the fat side, yet perfectly balanced with the rest of her body thanks to the other half of her intake seemingly transforming into baby fat that gave her skin a universal smooth and soft appearance. This of course was almost not noticeable when compared to an even meatier part of her body, her perfect, round, bubble butt. Her plot (a silly joke name, nowadays only used in the privacy of her mind) always jiggled and danced every which way when she walked, as if it was screaming to everyone at hand: “HEY! look at me bounce for your delight!"
No matter how much sweat she left behind after hours and hours of running, stretching, jumping and whatever else she could think of, her assets didn't reduce it’s meatiness one inch, just toned to an even more perfect shape, that had every male since college glancing at her dancing buttocks as she walked on her amazing beautifully toned legs. The only other part that refused to acknowledge her working out efforts (as much as her meaty plot), were her breasts, a 36D pair, their perfect balloon shape defied gravity, bouncing around every time she walked. And if you didn't know Pinkie from before, you would place any kind of money on betting that she had purchased some meaty implants. All in all, her sexy body seemed more fit for an experienced and sexy actress in her early 30s than a 20 year old girl.
The only thing that gave her away was her face. Pure, innocent and sweet. The true look of a girl that had just reached the second decade of her life and even for those standards looks younger. Lovely almost child like features adorned her face, creating an extreme contrast with her sexual goddess body. Her clear blue eyes full of the innocence that she still possessed, yet still held the spicy, almost mischievous glint that gave away her very random way of thinking and acting. Those beautiful eyes, would flash now and again, from under her flowing mane of thick voluminous pink hair (very far from the straight smooth silk hair most of her family had) just as she was about to flash one of her dazzling smiles to any lucky onlooker.
All her body blessings and curses would be perfectly acceptable - if it were not for those stares -
Back when she was younger everything was fine. She and her friends, six 20 year old girls that had been close since they were students back in Canterlot High, had many memories of the innocent days of their youth. They never had time for boys, always immersed in their innocent passions: studying, farming, fashion, sports, animals and partying. But nowadays those halcyon days were just memories of a distant past. As they matured and their bodies changed, one by one began to awake to their own sexual qualities and desires in some way or another, all of them save Pinkie Pie that is.
Having never paid any attention at all during sex-ed, being too much interested in planning silly inoffensive parties and raised in a very conservative religious focused home, Pinkie was completely ignorant to almost everything related with practical sex. Because she saw this advent of sexuality as one of the reasons the six friends started to part ways, she started to resent sex and everything related to it, making all the more difficult for her to talk or learn about it. She missed the innocent days of her youth, when she and her friends could go around town with happy and bubbly attitudes without fear of some men wanting to do something to them. Unfortunately it seemed she was alone in that line of though, all her friends maturing fast enough to leave their innocence behind without looking back.
Amazingly untouched, Pinkie was still completely unaware of what pleasures her body could provide to herself and to others. She had no actual idea what all the men on the street, from teenagers to dirty old men wanted with her when she noticed they were ogling her features and sometimes drooling. Problem was that while she wouldn't admit it to anybody, not even herself, there were moments when the stares reached a such a critical increase, under those hunger filled eyes looking her up and down over and over, undressing her mentally, that they made her girly parts…oh sooooo very wet!
And even though she didn't understand what was going on, she really liked the soft, warm and wet feeling between her legs and she would constantly rub her legs together when sitting at home, in a class room, on park benches, on the bus, in the Mall, almost anywhere where such situation occurred. And yet, being the naive girl she still was, she never dared to touch the wetness with her hand, and as a result she never reached the so needed release, calming herself before being completely satisfied, which ironically only made her more susceptible to perpetuating the cycle of never ending random moments of intense wetness and confusion.
Actually, athletics was the best way to get her mind off the strange sensations she felt on her body and release most of her innate sexual energy. That was another reason for the long hours of exercise. As another measure that she took for that particular problem, most of her clothes were specifically chosen to avoid giving too much of a show to any onlooker, being plain looking, covering a lot of skin or just being loose on her figure. Unfortunately, even with those tactics, her voluptuous form still surfaced and most persons could still ogle her for as long as she remained in their visual field, oblivious to the deep effects that their hungry eyes had on her mind.
Because of her naivety, her common state of wetness was still a reason for confusion, something she could not even put into words and thus avoided speaking about it to her family or even her closest friends. She feared that telling them about the sensations between her legs would ostracize her, and make them label her as weirdo or something worse. In order to avoid talking about the subject, she tried to ramp up her random silly antics with them, to give the impression that nothing perturbed her at all.
Her traditional family upbringing had left her with a very archaic attitude towards sex, which is why as far as her public love life went, she had no more history than a single, unique boyfriend in all her two decades of life. Her mother always admonished her to never allow anyone to touch or even see her in a sexual way until she was a married woman. Because of that background no one could knew, not even herself, that under her innocent funny loving attitude laid dormant a wild fire to go with the body, actually, perhaps even the fire was much more than the body could handle.
For better and for worse, her mix of subconscious and voluntary sexual repression never bothered her boyfriend. She had met him back in High School, initially seeing him as a rival as far as party planning went, but quickly starting a friendship with him. A very kind and joyful man, Cheese Sandwich aside from being a virgin like his girlfriend, was really a boy with a pure heart that coincidentally was deeply crazy in love with his beloved Pinkie. He would never go against her wishes or do anything that might made her feel uncomfortable.
He was so pure tough, that Pinkie also opted to never tell him anything about the strange sensations of wetness she felt every now and then. The last thing she wanted was to give him an impression of being a dirty girlfriend. As old fashioned as it was, both were completely decided to step into the matrimony chapter of their lives without any sexual experience, believing that would make the long awaited event it all the more magical, since that was what her mother and boyfriend told her. The sad final result of this insecurities was that Pinkie was alone and very, very frustrated in her sexual ignorance.
Because of the relationship with her boyfriend, and the importance of having it blooming into much more, she had made her decision, on regards to finding a job of any kind, in order to support him. He was right now going through very rough times trying to make his joke and prank shop successful. The store that he had opened with so much hope little more than four months ago was now in the very verge on bankruptcy after a streak of badly implemented decisions and underhanded practices from the bank credit services. In a way, she was trying to improve their relationship with this, since they had pinkie-promised each other from the day they went steady that they would marry the very moment his business finally picked up. She believed matrimony was exactly the magic that she needed to bring her life up and out of her sexual limits. She had to tell him tough, that as soon as they reached financial stability, she would go back to baking, which was her passion, and something she was actually quite good at, though the high society from Canterlot was yet to agree.
That’s why she found herself now, ready to apply for the position of head of the Human Relations Department for the Disc World store, a position she could fill with her degree in Personnel Management. Very early that day after her morning exercises, she waved good bye to Gummy and Angel (the pets belonging to herself and her friend Fluttershy, who lived with her), and she left her apartment with an iron will resolve. Finding a job in this times was not easy anywhere in Canterlot, knowing this all too well because since leaving college this was the first opportunity she had with her studies. Completely decided to make a good impression, she opted to go with a very professional look, a black jacket, silk white blouse and a matching black skirt that reached to her knees. While she loved the bright pastel colors, laughing at everything and pulling silly nonsensical jokes all the time, with so much as the business of her boyfriend at stake, she decided to hide all her more personal traits and aim for a formal (if dull, in her mind) look and attitude that day in order to secure the job.
Leaving behind the subway and the street (not to mention the gaze of many disappointed citizens), Pinkie entered the big building that served both as a store and administrative offices. Crossing many aisles of clothes, most of the garments being either exotic, silly or a mix of both, she lamented that for multiple internal (her own insecurities) and external (her money problems) reasons, her wardrobe in home had nothing quite like them. Deciding to ignore the clothing, she searched for the main reception, finally finding it in a separate isolated area of the store. She approached the receptionist, a very attractive blonde, though a little silly looking with an absent and somewhat ditzy look on her eyes and a half-eaten muffin on her desk, sporting a gray uniform with a low neckline that was showing a generous amount of cleavage. “Yes?" she asked in a girlish high pitched voice, that sounded like she was about to burst into girlish giggles.
“Good afternoon miss. My name is Pinkamena Diane Pie, and I’m here to offer my services for the position of Head of H.R. May I please see the person in charge of hiring new personnel?” As funny looking as the blonde girl looked, she had serious doubts the woman attitude and dressing were entirely appropriate for her post.
“Why certainly! the woman replied, and to Pinkie’s surprise, she said it while openly staring directly at her bosom. After calling someone through the phone, the woman told Pinkie to take a seat, and as she turned way, she was mortified to notice the woman’s gaze traveled up her smooth legs, to the inverted heart shape of her plot, which no matter how much she tried to avoid it, always swayed when she walked. That fact had so many times brought on wolfish whistles from strangers that she was almost accustomed by then, but now made her cheeks burn a reddish tone due to the fact that it was a woman who now enjoyed her very obvious body features. She sat down, avoiding eye contact with this strange woman, and focused on her plan to make a good impression with her interviewer.
After a few minutes, a door (which read “Authorized Personnel only”) on the other side of the reception area opened, letting out a very tall man, dressed in a purple suit, walking with a very sure stride, and what could be described to be a predatory look in his yellow eyes. With an over sized protruding fang and his mismatched clothes, his whole appearance was quite silly, and she had to force herself to avoid starting to laugh out loudly then and there.
She though the man was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't put her finger when or where she had seen him before –some TV news I suppose- she said to herself. As Pinkie got up to greet him, for he was going directly her way, she noticed the way he quickly checked her out with an wolfish smile on his face, something which happened so often, it really didn't even called her attention.
“Hello Miss…?” he extended a lanky yet strong hand
“Pinkamena Diane Pie” She said as she shook his hand with a solid business grip.
“Oh yes…I see no ring in your hand, are you single by any chance?” he asked pointing to her other hand grinning when she nodded her head.
Surprised by the forwardness of the question, she needed a couple of seconds to reply “Actually I...have a boyfriend”
“I see. Well, it doesn't matter anyway, there are people here who prefer…hiring single women, but someone with a boyfriend will work just fine too”
“Oh?” she was dumbstruck with this turn in conversation “and why is that?”
“My girl, let’s just say that they tend to offer much more...responsibility and loyalty in their services”
She still didn't understand what he meant, but decided to leave the topic for later. Pinkie still had more questions though.
“Why is it that the position has to be filled by a person of female gender? If I may ask”
“Well” he grinned that wolfish grin again (she felt more uncomfortable the more she saw it) “that will be made clear to you once you have heard our induction material”
“Induction? I thought you would give me an interview or something sir. Does this mean I’m already hired? We haven’t even talked hours or money yet, Mr..? ”
“I apologize Miss Pie, you may call me Discord, I’m the chief owner and operator of this store. And yes, I think you are hired on the spot, I can tell by just looking at a candidate, if they will be good for the job or not.”
He gave her a small pack of papers, the first page declaring front and center her potential salary. The sum she read was a lot more than what she had expected, actually, at least twice as much. She gasped a little, an expression that failed to tarnish her amazing beauty, if anything; it made her look even more attractive.
“That much?” she asked incredulously.
“We take very seriously who we assign to take care of our needs in Human Relations. And I think, with what I have seen, that you will fill in this position so nicely, that it is actually a bargain price for us”.
“Thank you sir” She flushed slightly at the compliment.
-Apparently someone gave the owner of this place psychic powers - she thought chuckling to herself. A nagging thought was in her head still, that something was very off about the whole place…but she had come for the job, and if it was going to be this easy, she was not going to let this chance escape. The best part was of course that the money involved was so much that in as little as a single year she would not only have enough funds to save the shop of her boyfriend, but also have savings to open her own bakery, buy a car, organize weekly parties with all of her friends, and of course, pay for the biggest and silliest wedding in all Canterlot. With those dreams of riches, she decided to ignore her well justified worries and go with it accepting formally the proposal this man was doing without reading anything more than her fat salary in the papers she received.
“Now, your formal interview can start in the recruiting room” he said, flashing again the wolfish smile (this time Pinkie didn't thought it was so bad, the fang was somewhat cute even, in a silly sort of way) “please, cum with me this way”.
She followed who was now virtually her boss as he walked back to the door he had come out from. Her voluptuous curvy form always moving like it had a mind of it’s own, something that was about to get her into more than she could possibly imagine.
Author's Note
Nothing too descriptive here, the actual heavy content starts in chapter 3.
Pinkie entered what seemed to be a room with a phone booth in the middle. It had a rounded shape, with seats (by their appearance she could easily guess they were very comfortable and expensive) lining the wall all around. The only source of light came from the ceiling of the strange phone booth thing in the middle. Strangely enough, the whole room was painted in bright pastel tones, with balloons, cakes and toys painted in the walls. She felt really comfortable with the decoration, almost releasing one of her characteristic random giggle fits, but she decided to hide such approval demonstrations in order to keep her formal look.
The man who called himself Discord sat down on the nearest chair, and invited her to sit next to him. Then began what finally took on the shape of a formal interview.
The surroundings quickly left her mind, as she became more at ease when she began talking to her new boss about her job expectations, experience and know-how. During the conversation she was delighted to find that in many ways she and her employer were very alike, both loving fun and having crazy memories of their younger wilder years, liking to add some little chaos in their surroundings, and making nonsensical jokes that most of the time only they understood. And best of all, the work semeed to be a piece of cake, nothing that a young graduate as her couldn't handle.
What she failed to notice though, was that a lot of the questions he was asking were hardly related to her job, such as her personal habits, favorite foods, hobbies, tastes of clothing and music, exercise and physical activity or when she saw her boyfriend, family and friends. Looking at him with more attention, he seemed to be a very charming man, handsome in a raw and feral way, and perhaps around a decade and a half older than her. She found herself enjoying his conversation so much that she was surprised when she noticed that they had talked for nearly an hour.
Discord stood up, and got ready to leave, Pinkie stood with him.
“Miss Pie, I need to go for a few minutes, but in the meantime, please use our induction booth,” He pointed to the phone booth thingy "and go through the material you will find there if you are so kind. I will be back in about half an hour. Arrivederci!” And with that he turned and quickly walked out a second door on the other side of the funny room.
Pinkie approached the booth, and opened a single door. As she stepped inside she noticed some promotional brochures, something that seemed to be a pink diadem. Most importantly, she saw a bright yellow envelope, with the logo of the company (a funny looking creature, something like a Dragon with a head that was neither a horse nor a goat but something in between) on it, and bright red letters that said: “Read this first”
Inside she found some basic and clear instructions on how to use what she now realized was some sort of specialized headphones. The instructions told her that the induction would be a virtual audio tour, one that would explain all the details of her new job, perks, duties and expectations. She needed to experience the audio induction right at the beginning, and subsequently in weekly sessions in order to reinforce the instruction.
The headphones were unlike any others she had seen. Quite in contrast with the big bulky pieces DJs used, these ones were little more than a pair of really small cute ear-buds, each attached to the very ends of what seemed to be a diadem. The diadem in question sported a couple of perked up pink ears that resembled the ones of a horse. It was very similar to the cheerleader accessories she and her friends used back in High School on the occasions they needed to raise Canterlot High school spirit.
The whole combination was quite strange given their purpose and the circumstances, but never one to dismiss something just because it looked a little silly; she slipped the cute gadget on her head, and adjusted the little buds deep inside her ears.
It automatically switched on; she could hear a soft purring noise and then, nothing more. Suddenly and for about a second, Pinkie was aware that something terribly wrong was happening, but then, right after the moment of realization, her mind went blank.
Discord had a truly evil smile on his face when he went back to the room in anticipation, showing a possessive satisfied expression, taking in the sight of the unconscious yet still standing up girl. Her bosom that for a moment had moved in agitation as for just the brief second she had been aware that they had done something to her, now moved in a placid calm breathing rhythm.
When he saw her three months earlier in that party, he instantly knew that she was worthy of his time. She was the ultimate specimen for his own personal tastes, nice and firm body, voluptuous and womanly curves, long legs and a tight bum that showed that she worked out. But when he saw her sparkling blue eyes and her attitude during the night he completely lost it. He needed that woman; he just had to see those eyes, looking up at him from a kneeling position as she worshipped his cock. It was laborious, but three months of careful planning, favors and insidious manipulation were finally going to give results.
She was right now enjoying a very deep and safe sedated state. It wasn't magic, or some New Age mumbo-jumbo. Certainly weren't his psychic talents. Discord didn't knew, and he certainly couldn't care less if something like ‘Magic’ existed in this world, but he sure as hell had no need for it, with cutting edge technology at his disposal. It never ceased to amuse him how, with the right technology, enough funds, and brilliant (if perverse) minds; almost anything was possible, from making silly optical illusions to mind raping someone.
Previous experiments had made Discord an expert in human brainwashing. Not that it was that hard, he had learned that most persons, good or bad, smart or dumb, strong or weak, all could be easily manipulated. A few words, some electric stimuli, a few finger snaps, and he could forever transform the kindest person in a paradigm of hate, the strongest fighter in a pathological coward, or your regular philanthropist into a vulgar thief. Knowing what he knew about the weakness and fragility of the human mind, Discord believed no person was worthy of any confidence or trust, not from a complex chaotic mind like his.
The “My Little Pony” earphones that Pinkie Pie had on her head at that moment were just one of the many toys he and his associates had created. The buds pumped beautiful soothing noises right into her inner ears, stimulating the little bones inside her skull. The diadem and ears sent slight and inoffensive electric jolts right to her brain centers, slowing her thoughts to a crawl and making her mind little more than a piece of soft dough, to mold in whatever way one could wish. All of it was easily manipulated with a remote controller that he had in his pocket right now, increasing or decreasing the intensity of the audio and electrical impulses. At the most basic state, she was completely suggestible, obeying by sheer instinct every order someone could give her.
Discord admired his most recent acquisition, deciding silently to take his sweet time and have a little old fashioned hypnotic fun before her old self was completely wiped clean. Discord hoped he could hold off from just throwing her to the ground and fucking her right there. He would have to make a great effort though, the mere sight of her standing there helpless, a willing slave to anything he wished, was in itself such a turn on that he had the biggest raging hard on his pants already. This was a very innocent and inexperienced woman with the face of a teenage girl, with the most perfect natural body he had ever seen. And if he wanted right now, he could take all her sweet holes and she would let him without a single word.
But no, he would hold off, he wanted to savor it slowly. Discord have always been the kind of person that enjoyed playing with his food just as much as eating it, so he was going to use a more slow and entertaining approach.
“Miss Pie...” he gasped looking at her and wanting desperately to grab her melons to grope and suck them, but holding himself for now “can you hear me?”
“Yes, Mr. Discord” she answered in a simple monotone, her expression blank, her eyes open but unfocused.
“I want you to understand and learn the following orders and directives” smiling broadly, he started with the old classics “You are my slave”
““Yes, Mr. Discord, I am your slave”
“I am your master”
“Yes, Mr. Discord, you are my master”
“You want to suck my cock”
“Uhmmm…Mr. Discord, why would I want to suck a rooster? That’s beyond silly!”
“Yes, you…WAIT WHAT!?” He almost had a heart attack. Checking quickly his remote he verified that the system was working perfectly, Pinkie Pie snorted and kept parroting with a happy voice.
“I mean, Roosters and chicken are fun, true, I dressed as one once. But they don’t seem to be that good of a suckable material if you ask me. My boyfriend has a little plastic one that is all bland and flaccid, we call it Boneless, but I wouldn't suck it ever. I prefer to suck a lollipop, or frosting, or a lollipop with frosting that…”
He had to make sure she wasn't pulling his leg. On the vacant state the subjects were left while using the MLP headband, they always droned in a dull monotone voice without any inflections, anything like laughs, giggles or snorts were unheard of. Now this girl was not only filling his ears with a lot of useless babble, but she also was doing it with her regular bubbly voice tone. No, it was actually an even bubblier and happier voice that the one she used with him previously.
“Oh for goodness sake!” he said with an exasperated tone that stopped Pinkie. Wanting not to disturb her (keeping the subject comfortable and calm was an integral part to the brainwashing), he decided to just change his words alittle, after all, there were millions of ways to call it “allright, forget about the cock. Let’s just say you will worship my dick… you know what a dick is, right?”
“Oh I know I know, that’s a detective, you silly”
“Have you ever seen a Man rod?”
“Can't say I have”
“What about a Schlong?”
“Nopie Dopie Loopie”
“Big hot Salami?”
“Sounds delicious…but no”
“Dong?”
“Zero”
“Meat Anaconda?”
“Ohh, sounds dangerous” Discord had an hopeful expression “but no, it doesn't ring a bell at all”
…(30 minutes and 256 different slangs for the male genitalia later)
“Alright" after a long sigh, and checking one last time his smartphone with the Urban Dictionary webpage opened "perhaps Zubra!?” he gasped with a pleading voice and throwing the cigar in his left hand.
“Nope” shocking her head the young girl answered with the same happy go lucky tone she had used all day. Her expression and tone was not in the least tired or sad, on the contrary, she seemed quite entertained with the whole situation.
Discord had to concede the bubbly and pathologically innocent girl a small victory. Short of time for the MLP headband to keep working, they would have to continue the indoctrination during her next session.
“Miss Pie...” he said with very tired voice “We will stop this induction for now, your randomness exceeded even my best predictions. You need to forget the conversations we had during the whole time you use the headband. Next week we will try to do something with your sexual knowledge”
“Yes, Mr. Discord…and you can call me Pinkie Pie, you silly” she let out a small giggle.
Frustrated and tired, Discord still managed to laugh for the first time that day. For all the trouble she cause, the girl was fun.
Week 2
-Here we go again, let’s start with some basic stuff first- Discord decided to change tactics “Tell me Pinkie Pie, are you a virgin?”
“Yes Mr. Discord... I have no sexual experience of any kind, I’m holding everything until I marry my boyfriend, and the most I have done with him has been kissing” She had the same placid glazed over expression in her eyes and her voice had an inviting tone, yet she again finished her statement with a giggle this time, as if she was making some inside joke that only she got.
-Well, that wasn't so bad - he thought. Discord never would had thought that this sex goddess with a body fit for a nympho would reach her two decades being completely pure. Thankfully she gave a fairly concise if not over explanatory answer this time.
Now he guessed it was her friendly open nature at work subconsciously which gave her an innate impulse to say as much as she could, which combined with her naivety could make for very bizarre brainwashing sessions. Accepting the challenge and leaving behind his doubts, he kept with his fun.
He stood up from where he was and pointed towards one of the chairs in the room before continuing.
“Walk to that chair Pinkie, turn to me and place your right foot on the chair’s seat. Lift your skirt and show me your panties...” His bulge was getting uncomfortable in his pants, his anticipation at her obeying his orders made his breath come out in hot short gasps.
Pinkie didn't even blink. Instead of walking, she hopped up to the chair, making cute little jumps that were a very ineffective locomotion method, but a very effective way to paint a smile on Discord face.
“Pinkie Pie, you are so deliciously random!” he said with a big laugh, seeing how she hopped towards the chair, without any order to do so. He was not going to complain though, seeing her voluptuous form shaking and jiggling with each small hop.
Finally reaching the chair, she turned around, spread up and out one leg and placed her foot squarely on the chair. She lifted her formal skirt up and had it completely ridden up to her crotch, exposing her modest cotton panties.
Discord let out a disgusted groan “No, this will not do, my sweet Pinkie Pie. This panties, your whole clothes, they are disgustingly dull you see. I hope you bring something better next time”
“I’m sorry, Mr. Discord…Unfortunately most of my clothes are plain like this, I purposely dress in plain clothes to avoid provoking the hunger filled gazes of people in the street” she said all that with a pouty expression and a sad tone, once again completely overriding the fact that the brainwashing accessory was supposed to made her produce a droning monotone voice.
Discord unfortunately was too busy admiring her legs to put much attention to her tone and expression, but having heard her, decided to tease her with the subject.
“Do you dislike their gazes, Pinkie?”
“Yes, Mr. Discord…I dislike the hunger in their eyes, always looking at me as if they wanted to devour me, as if they needed me to satiate their voracious appetite” she kept her sad low tone, this time being actually noticed by Discord.
“Oh, poor Pinkie Pie. And here I thought spreading happiness made you happy!” he said in a teasing tone.
“Happiness…are they happy when they see me?” her tone now one of pure curiosity and wonder.
“Of course my dear, as you well said, they are just like starved little hyenas, little hyenas that are desperate to taste fresh meat, and that are the happiest when they are able to gaze if only for moment the most delicious treat that their mind can imagine”
“Hehehe…I like hyenas, they are such a misunderstood animal that just like to laugh. I like to laugh too” she said this time not between giggles, but accompanied by girlish laughter.
“I like to laugh too my dear Pinkie Pie, and it is painfully common to see people like me being misunderstood. But refusing to show your absolute magnificence to them, it is as if you refused to give them happiness, to enjoy the appetizing food for the eye that you are”
“But Mr. Discord, I’m not foo…” she started, before being interrupted by a booming shout.
“You Are The Most Exquisite Dish that I have ever seen Pinkie Pie ” he continued in a normal voice “Your body, your face, it is a succulent combination, the most delicious treat, seeing your bountiful meat I can assure that you were made to bring ultimate bliss and happiness, and you should never forget that”
Both stayed quiet for a few seconds, it was Pinkie Pie who broke the silence with a strident laugh.
“You silly, I’m not a dish, I’m a person” she said, after recovering her air, she continued “Mr. Discord…I want new clothes, silly, tight, funny clothes that show my best angle to everyone and bring them happiness. Pretty please?” this time she used a melodious little girl voice, pouting with her cute mouth.
-Such initiative - Discord was more tan pleased by this turn of the events. Now he was sure the MLP headband was not just making her compliant and obedient, but also opening the locks Pinkie Pie conscious mind had placed over her frustrations and repressed feelings. He was ecstatic to keep experimenting.
“I will help you Pinkie Pie, don’t worry, together we will get you the clothes most appropriate for someone like you, after all, now we both work at a clothing store” he winked at her “I’m sure we will be able to find something that suits you better than everything you have at home”
“Thanks a lot Mr. Discord…you are the so smart!” she said, maintaining her little girl impersonation.
Discord was not conscious of how much he smiled at the compliment, or how easily he smiled with just the memory for many days after that.
Week 3
Deciding that it was about time, he walked towards the once again un-moving girl, now ready to start a more hands-on approach.
“Undress, Pinkie, leave only your panties and your shoes...”
“Okie Dokie Lokie” she said, with a big happy smile that contrasted with the sultry show she was about to give.
The results of the conditioning were subtle but obvious. Unlike the boring business suit she had brought at the beginning, right now she was wearing a figure-hugging polka-dotted skirt, combined with a blouse that had a little flashy zebra-print on it. Very slowly, she began to unbutton her form fitting blouse, until she reached for the clasp of her bra and ripped it open, her big bouncy breasts spilling out, giving the only man in the room a great view as they swayed freely now with her sensuous movements, jiggling deliciously in front of him.
She now zipped down her skirt and pulled it down her smooth legs, leaving only her cotton panties to protect her (nonexistent right then) shame. She was showing off her succulent adult body for the first time to a person besides her mother and sisters.
“Give me your right hand Pinkie...” he gasped, cleaning the drool in his face.
She did and he guided her strong yet delicate hand towards herself.
“You know what this is, Pinkie?” he asked at the same time he manipulated her hand into soft groping and kneading motions.
“That’s…mmmhhh…my left breast, Mr. Discord”
“Wrong, silly girl. Try again, what are these things” he increased the force and speed of her hand while switching sides, eliciting more moans.
“Mmmhhh…mm…mammhhhh…mmmary glands? Booo…ohhh…bies?”
“Yeah, perhaps, but you can still do it better. Let me help you, this wonderful delicious things are called… TITS! ” synchronizing the last word with a forceful pinch performed by her own hand on one of her nipples.
“Ohh…I see…they are… tits…ohhh… thanks for teaching me mhhh…Mhhr. Discord” she was using a tone that resembled a little school girl speaking to her teacher, one that was struggling to be able to form coherent words between her moans that is.
By now he was able to let her hand go, she was doing a fine job all by herself. “They are jugs, cantaloupes, gazongas, titties, mounds, headlights, hooters, cans…” he kept listing terms, not entirely sure she was even hearing with the continuous moaning, until he was interrupted.
“Pinkie…Pies?” she managed to say, with hopeful half closed eyes.
“Yes…yes, that is a good one sweetie. Your Pinkie Pies…you are fast learner, your tits shall get a well deserved rest for that suggestion” he said, taking her hand again and stopping her perfectly soft and rhythmic kneading movements (now he definitely believed that she was an excellent baker).
“Thank you, Mr. Discord” She exhaled deeply, her voice sounding half excited because of the praise, half irritated that the fun with her big titties was suspended so suddenly.
Still with her hand between his, he extended two of her fingers and proceeded to rub them gently against the panties that covered the sweet mound between her legs.
“Continue to do this Pinkie, slowly and gently, stop if you hear my fingers snapping allright...”
“Understood…Mr. Discord”
“Now Pinkie, how you would call the part of your body that you are touching right now”
“These are my…girly parts“ a shameful tone was evident in her voice.
“Cute…but I’m expecting something a little bit more specific” he said with a scholarly tone.
“Vvv…vagina?” a deep flush was covering her whole face.
“That’s factually correct…but it is not the right answer my little pony” caressing softly her head between the two fake ears he continued “you should say pussy, snatch, cunt, twat...”
“Penis…hole?” her earnest desire to be praised by her teacher couldn't be more patent in her hopeful voice.
“That was a nice attempt alright Pinkie, but it is not a penis, you should call it a cock or a dick, for starters” Happy with her progress, he decided to reward her with more instructions. “Now you will take in your mind how hot you feel right now, think deeply how it feels really soft and wet and how you need so much something else to be complete. Increase the pace and speed of your rubbing. Continue to do it until l snap my fingers.”
Without losing a single second, Pinkie began as instructed while her two fingers worked such wonderful magic over her virginal pussy lips. She was making quick forward lunges with her hips, her legs spreading slightly, as if fucking an invisible man in front of her.
“Gooooood!!.... soooooo goood! So wet!... I have never felt like this before!... I have never touched myself down there before! I never knew it could feel soooooooo goooood! I need something! I need something to calm this feeling! My innocent pussy needs something inside! My cunt needs a big cock stuck all the way inside to stop the aching!”
Discord knew for sure that the part about her not even touching herself was true. -And that it is happening for the first time right in front of me! - He controlled again the urge to jump her and brutally rape her right there.
“Tell me Pinkie” he said, faking a scholarly and educated voice “have you ever had an orgasm?”
“Nooooo....” she moaned, as her expression completely flushed. She was now rubbing her pussy furiously and her humping motions where becoming anxious.
He then snapped his fingers.
And Pinkie stopped immediately just like that. Even then her agitated breathing continued and her face was flushed and covered in sweat.
“Tell me Pinkie” Discord continued with an evil smile in his face “do you want to cum?”
“Is cuming the same as having an orgasm?” she asked with child-like innocence that was obviously not acted. Her fingers where unmoving but still touching her dripping pussy. Her ignorance of even the simplest vulgar vocabulary made her all the more alluring to Discord eyes.
“Yes Pinkie” he replied “cuming is exactly the same as having an orgasm”
“Then yes Mr. Discord. I wish to cum...” The last part came out as a plea.
“Well that can wait for later, you need to be truly prepared to receive your first orgasm, meanwhile you are still lacking in sexual lessons, I need to teach you a few more things”
“Weee!, more lessons for Pinkie” she said jumping with joy “You are the best, Mr. Discord”
Discord couldn't notice when his face blushed because of the praise.
Week 4
“Kneel down to the floor Pinkie Pie, crawl in all fours” he had a smile on his face when a certain idea crossed his mind “crawl and move like a Little Pony would”
“Yes, Mr. Discord” the once again almost naked girl went to the floor mechanically, resting her weight on her palms and knees “Look at me. I’m your silly little pony, Mr. Discord!”
Discord chuckled “Little? I wouldn't be so sure of that looking at your big tits and delicious strong thighs” He circled her, caressing her head which made her purr “By the way, I really like your mane. It makes me think of delicious cotton candy. Plus, it frames your beautiful face and body perfectly, and it allows a solid grip in the need of mounting you like a good little pony that you are”
“Thank you, Mr. Discord” she said in a low tone and with a blushing face.
“Why are you thanking me now, sweet Pinkie Pie, I haven’t done anything to you yet”
“You called my body and my face beautiful, that was very nice from you”
“Uhmmm, well, yeah, I mean it should be obvious to anyone who can see…I mean, whatever” Discord went exactly behind her and placing his big paw on her fleshy meat “That’s a very fine asset you got here, full and yet tight. I’m wondering, how it sounds, though”
Turning her head and looking at him questioningly she voiced her confusion “Sound? But Mr. Discord, that is mean! Also I haven’t eaten any burritos and…AAAUHHHH”
Her silly diatribe was halted at the very moment when without warning, he raised his hand and smacked down hard. Her supple flesh was left jiggling uncontrollably after the spank with a resounding whack. “Sounds good to me. What do you say?”
“Ouchie, that was harsh Mr. Discord” Pinkie Pie answered while she was wiggling her ass, just inciting and inviting him, to give her another one.
“You’re a very naughty girl”, he said, while he raised his hand, only to bring it down with a stream of resounding (but not too forceful) whacks. The confused girl could do nothing but squeal in a mix of delight and pain.
“Ahhh…ouch…it hurts…ahhh…but feel so good!” her eyes were closed, now rising her body even more to give him an easier access “Please, don’t stop, I’m a naughty girl, your Pinkie Pie needs more spankey wikeys!”
“Now tell me...” Discord groped both cheeks “how is this juicy meaty part of your body called, my sweet Pinkie Pie”
“That is my bu…” she seemed to frown a little and then continued “…no…that is… my Ass, Mr. Discord”
“Good girl, that is exactly right, your ass, your booty, your arse, your rump, your donk” he listed, caressing her meaty backside with delight and then smiled “and my absolute favorite as far as silly names go…
“PLOT”
Both of them have said the word at the same time.
Discord remained silent…meanwhile, Pinkie Pie let out her loudest laugh so far, and dropped to the floor, holding her stomach and laughing to her lungs utmost capacity.
Discord mind was a sea of thoughts in that moment. Noting that Pinkie was laughing like a maniac in the floor, he instinctively asked “What’s so funny?” his mind was still processing what just happened.
“What’s so funny? Of course it’s you, silly Dissy.” She gasped to regain her voice “I’ve been referring to my ass with the name of plot for as long as I have memory. My family, friends, even my boyfriend never understood why it was silly, or why I found it so funny. Thinking about it, not even I know why I found it so funny. But you are the first…the first person closest to my heart who share that silliness with me, and I can’t avoid laughing, it makes me so happy” A single tear was falling trough her cheek by the moment she finished her explanation.
Closest to her heart.
Discord wanted to punch himself. -What was he thinking? It was just a word. This girl was just an air-headed bimbo. He couldn't care about her. His reaction was silly. It was illogical. It made absolutely no sense-
-But again, what fun is there in making sense? - said his own voice inside his head.
Clearing his head. He helped her to stand up delicately. Asking her to put on her clothes and step back in the booth, he cleared his throat.
“Miss Pie. As always I want you to forget everything that happened here. Everything we did, everything we said, completely erased. This will be your final induction session”
“Nooo!” the girl was suddenly and in a couple of seconds crying with an absurd quantity of tears forming rivers out of her eyes “Mr. Discord, please teach me more, I’ll be good, I pinkie promise, I will obey everything you say, I will do everything you ask me, please!”
“Shut it! Stupid girl!” his tone was fierce “You don’t know me, you don't have any idea of what I have done”
“But I do know you Mr. Discord. When I look into your eyes, I see loneliness and sadness in them” She ignored his words and insult “When I am with you I feel secure, I feel freedom, I feel…” her voice was now a almost a whisper “happiness”
“Then what do you see in my eyes now, Pinkie Pie” speaking in a sad voice with bloodshot eyes.
“I see myself. Looking at you”
“Pinkie Pie…I have another order for you” the crying girl nodded with tears running through her cheeks “You’l forget EVERYTHING that have happened in this so called inductions of yours. There will be no changes in your personality aside from the ones that truly originate from within yourself. And a final word of advice…” He sighed before continuing “Trust your heart, it will know what you should do. Now sleep, sleep and forget, sweet Pinkie Pie”
Pinkie Pie blinked, suddenly fully conscious. She stood there, with the headphones that had now gone dead, blinking into the light of the room, as always not remembering if she had actually heard anything important. While the induction sessions always left her with a vague sensation of not learning anything with them, she still very much enjoyed the soft and pleasant feeling she had in her whole body at the end of each.
She saw then that Mr. Discord was entering the room, carrying a big tray full of cupcakes, with (for the first time since she had met him) a serious expression on his face.
“I’m afraid this is the end of your inductions Miss Pie” he said while inviting her to sit next to him “You have nothing more to learn with the audio tours, you are ready to keep mastering everything you have learned in the classic way. As a final celebration for the completion of this initial stage of your job I hope you accept some of these delicious cupcakes, my own recipe.” Pinkie gasped in surprise, she was not expecting the end of the inductions so soon.
“Ohh, that is a shame, I loved the inductions courses… but I understand Mr. Discord. You are so considerate at giving me this gift; there was no need at all. Having said that, I can’t refuse this delicious looking offering can I?” she giggled, as always feeling like she could allow herself that familiarity with her boss. She delicately took one of the pastries, seeing it up close, it seemed like a regular vanilla cupcake with a thick white creamy frosting at the top, it seemed to be slightly warm, and exuded a smell unlike anything she had smelled before “what is this frosting made of?”
“My personal mix, a little bit of this, a little bit of that” smiling broadly he continued “I assure that it will be like nothing you have tasted before…and please, drop the title, call me just Discord”
Intrigued, Pinkie munched on the baked good. The result was instantaneous; her mouth exploded in a rainbow of flavor, the little cupcake was so delicious that she devoured the piece in a handful of seconds.
Her mouth now familiar with the magnificent taste, she quickly continued with the rest of the offering, slurping on the frosting that by now already was smeared around her mouth and most of her fingers. She was licking her fingers when a frown appeared on her face and she shouted “Wait a second!” Discord gulped nervously “Eggs, cinnamon, peanut butter, vanilla, pumpkin, coconut and cola… am I right?”
Discord, who by that moment was also eating one of the cupcakes, smiled “That’s exactly right Miss Pie, you found my secret. You are good at this!” The smile on his face was not the wolfish predatory gesture of always, but an honest reaction to being genuinely entertained with his young recruit.
Pinkie Pie blushed at the praise…she thought that she should have been ashamed of evidencing her voraciousness after finishing by herself all save one of the cupcakes. But, as she had realized from the very first day they met, she felt comfortable and at peace in the presence of this man, not unlike with any of her lifelong friends and acquaintances.
“Pinkie, Discord… please call me Pinkie Pie”
Author's Note
Now there is it. I hope I managed to mix the right quantities of hot smut, craziness and affection between two deranged individuals with this chapter.
Next one will be an experiment in "silent storytelling", and will have some very weird scenes. Also will contain some info from Pinkie's side about her life during her first months on the job.
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.
The Envy and the Lust, part 1
Author's Note
The upcoming two chapters belonged to a single stream of events, so I decided to fuse them.
The Envy and the Lust, part 1
It was a bright morning that day. The sound of the splashing raining hot water resounded throughout the small, pastel colored room of a certain pink-haired beauty. A silhouette was visible behind the large curtains which concealed the shower. The shadow was showcasing the body of a lady, one which had luscious curves all in the right spots. Within the humid and steamy air, Pinkie Pie let out a soft sigh.
She was feeling extremely horny.
This was becoming uncomfortably a normal state for her in the mornings. As always, she rubbed her legs together in order to placate the feelings her body transmitted her, but she was never able to reach release, not being bold enough as to touch herself in that zone.
The rain of hot water was hitting against her nude body, running down on it upon landing and giving it a slightly glistering look, Pinkie was busy brushing up her puffy hair with her hands, cleansing it but as always, unable to give it any form that was not a curly voluminous mess. After she finished with her hair, she picked up a soap, which was lying on the corner of the bathtub, as she began to rub it against her soft and tender body from top to bottom.
After she finished purifying her shoulders, back, hip and waist, she then moved on with the front: her breasts. She started it off by rubbing her soap against her large bosoms, just enough for her to be able to clean them well. After that, she had her free hand moving up to them, as she began to rub the particles of the soap around them. While she was doing that, she had her eyes casting down on them, observing their heavy form crowned with a rock hard puffy nipple each, obscuring much of her lower body and yet not sagging in the slightest.
She scrubbed around the side of her breasts, above and below them, as well as between them. She was almost done with them, before moving on with the lower body parts, when her left hand stopped in front of her right breast, having felt a small shock going inside of her. At the same time, her mind went to her dreams. Each passing week she could remember more and more about them. She could remember herself following the most handsome man into a building, but she was not able to remember what happened after that.
What she was certain was that said man was not her boyfriend. The man in her dream, and the person she found herself thinking all the time this days was none other than the yellow eyed gentleman that had been her boss for the past 6 months.
For some reason, her heart began to race, just by thinking of Discord. –Is it that I need to see him, even today in my day off? Or maybe it is something else?- Her body was starting to heat up, and without noticing it she let go the soap in her right hand, as it fell flat on the bathtub.
Her left hand was starting to caress her right tit, feeling the softness of it in its grasp. Pinkie let out a soft sigh, as a small hint of pleasure was surging up to her heart. Her right hand began to move up to her left breast, as it did the same as its counterpart –The pleasure has been doubled- she thought, letting out a giggle between her soft moans.
She couldn't stop thinking about Discord -How sweet he has been with me all this months, how funny he was too, how strangely handsome and weird he is at the same time- Her breath was getting a little heavy, as the thought of her beloved boss was increasing the pleasure that she was giving to herself from her breasts. The fingers of her left hand were starting to pinch her rock hard right nipple, letting out a load moan from her lips.
Her right hand soon departed from her left tit, as it snaked its way down in between her thighs, as she was ready to explore the wet zone between her legs. At mere centimeters from touching her tender girly parts, a voice interrupted her fantasies.
“Pinkie Pie you can come now” called Fluttershy voice from below her room “I prepared some Belgian waffles for breakfast”
A thought of realization went through her, as she halted all of her actions. With a hard shaking of her head, as it twisted left and right, both of her hands pulled themselves away from their posts, as she slapped her cheeks at the same time, trying to get herself back to reality. –What I’m thinking! I can’t let myself get taken over by this feelings. I have to control myself-
Her lack of release was nothing new; nowadays she was staying in her horny state at least 50% of her normal day routine, drenching her ridiculous little panties with her juices every day. She normally carried one or two extra pairs of thongs with her because of this, which anyway took up basically no space in her pink purse because of how skimpy her undergarment choices where this days.
When she was done washing, she slipped from the small bathing area with a pink towel held up to cover her front from no one in particular. She glanced at the silhouette of herself in the mirror, unclear from the steam fogging the surface, and smiled, trying to ignore her arousal. Starting to hum, she walked to the door of the room with a bounce in her steps, making her most noticeable assets do the same behind the towel.
Today she decided to wear one of her little numbers that made her feel the most relaxed. A short, cheerleader style daisy yellow skirt that hovered over her huge round bum and threatened to reveal naked ass cheeks and g-string (complete with silly Draconequus depictions) at every quick turn she made. Probably if she bent over too much she would flash any happy onlooker sitting in the right spot. As for tops, she decided for a tight fitting light yellow sweater that did nothing to hide her magnificent bouncing tits. Last night Fluttershy mistakenly left all her bras in the laundry, and because of that she would have to wait until later that day to get them back. As a result, her naked tits where sloshing around in her sweater with no support and the friction with the soft cotton material had made her nipples perk up as if they were trying desperately to poke through the thin material.
Completing her attire she was wearing knee length white silk socks, and with them a pair of big heeled yellow sneakers that made her calf muscles stand out and made her arch her back deliciously bringing her butt up and out (like if it needed to be more prominent than it already was). The final touches on her appearance came from two big loop yellow earrings that clicked when she moved and intense large yellow plastic bracelets.
She went downstairs to find Fluttershy serving the breakfast. Companions for more than 4 years already, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie were the best of friends ever since high school At first glance they would seem complete opposites, Pinkie was loud and talkative, Fluttershy reserved and quiet. Yet, Pinkie believed that deep down both of them were equally naive, kind and sensitive. Pinkie Pie thought her best friend had the same pure outlook of life as her, and was equally self conscious about how their very sexy bodies made them traffic stoppers on the streets.
As a funny coincidence, save slight differences in their vowel inflections (that could be easily faked) she and Fluttershy had almost the same voice. Said coincidence allowed some very funny moments when they were younger. With Rainbow Dash as main instigator when she needed to pull a prank, Pinkie imitated the meek and low voice of Fluttershy in order to make anonymous silly calls.
All in all though, while the six girls were best friends for life, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie connection was the most natural, and just before they had to come to live in Canterlot in order to start college, they decided to live together as a mean of having protection, company and in a way, a family so far from home. While they now both worked, Pinkie at the Disc World store and Fluttershy as a nurse, they saw no need to take separate ways yet.
“So Pinkie, how is everything going with your job?” Fluttershy asked back from the kitchen, the two friends barely had time to talk anymore with both being busy at their respective jobs and other personal interests; simultaneous days off for both of them were rare.
“Everything is perfect! I love my job, it’s so rewarding and so much fun. I just have to get used to my schedules, I still find myself quite tired every day” not wanting to talk about her dreams and regular arousal, she just had to blame her job for her long sleep hours and overall tired appearance.
“I’m so glad for you Pinkie” a small hint of a giggle was in her voice, which she controlled immediately.
- Mhhh...there is still something strange about Fluttershy - Pinkie though. For almost a year already she had noticed her friend was changing strangely in personality, or more precisely, she had random and very drastic mood swings. One day she would be the shy, kind animal lover, other day she would be an assertive, temperamental vixen, other days she would act like a dumb bimbo giggling at everything, and even other days she would be distant, sarcastic, and sometimes downright mean.
Unfortunately, a serious talk with her roommate about the topic would have to wait, as right now she had hotter things on her mind. Even after the bath she still felt that strange mix of shame and excitement, not at all helped by how she was constantly feeling her hard nipples rubbing with the soft cotton of her sweater. She felt the uncomfortable but so familiar warm wet trickle reach her thong and begin to spread out as it got soaking wet. She tried hard not to rub her thighs together right there in front of her friend.
There was only one thing she could do now. Only one form to release all her pent up arousal. After doing little work from her breakfast she went up and headed to the door “I’m going out, see ya!” Pinkie flushed a very dark shade of red, breathing hard; she grabbed her bag and left in a hurry.
“See ya Pinkie” Fluttershy softly replied, with a smirk on her face.
Discord saw himself in front of the accorded place. He was very pleased when he answered Pinkie Pie call, who with an anxious voice told him that she was in a crisis and he was the only one she could count with to do something about it. Not one to leave such a beautiful lady in waiting, Discord jumped to the call as soon as he was able to. Reaching the place, she had told him that the door would be fully open, so he entered without a second though.
“Coming!” he was speaking loudly to make his presence clear “Pinkie Pie, are you there?”
“I’m in the shower Silly, give me a couple of minutes” she said in a giggle fit “And don’t even try to peek!”
“Peeking! Who, moi?! Ridiculous” he said, releasing a hard laugh.
He had not the slightest need to peek of course. He still remembered clear as day the glorious moments he spent with the liberated (and naked) Pinkie Pie back on her first weeks at job.
Thinking on the many months that have passed since then, sometimes he doubted his decision. He was perfectly able to brainwash her or any other female the moment he so wished. But he quickly reassured himself, after really meeting Pinkie and interacting with her for 6 months, he was now more convinced than ever to keep the promise he did to himself.
Seeing himself as completely reformed, he still desired Pinkie’s body and love, perhaps now more than when he saw her for the first time. But, fully repentant, he promised himself to never use his tricks again to brainwash her or anyone else ever again.
“Okie Dokie Loki, you can come to the bedroom” giggling the girl continued “but promise to close your eyes, I have a couple of big surprises for you!”
“Cross My Heart, Hope to Fly, Stick a Cupcake in my Eye!” he chanted as he entered the bedroom that was the source of her voice.
Discord was surprised. He had fantasized in the past about the moment when Pinkie Pie would finally give herself willingly to him, in a sexual and romantic way, but sure as hell was not expecting to happen today without any preamble. He was not going to protest now, but somehow the scenario felt lacking. From someone as random and perfect as Pinkie Pie, this situation, with the shower and the room seemed mundane and anticlimactic.
Not one to whine or deny a lady in need though, he entered the bedroom with his eyes closed, feeling the hot steam that was coming from the bathroom. He extended his hands in order to compensate for his lack of sight, stumbling with a desk, the closet and the bed without a sign of the girl he was looking. Finally he felt them on his back, two supple mounds of flesh, rubbing against him, quickly poking him with the big hard rock nubs at the top of the gigantic tits. Perhaps too gigantic.
“Surprise!” said a female voice that definitely was not Pinkie Pie.
It was too late, he felt a needle in the back of his neck, and by the time he had opened his eyes and turned back, the object was being pulled out from his skin. Immediately Discord crumbled, his body completely unresponsive. Just as he was touching the floor he could feel that the sleeping agent in the syringe Fluttershy had in one hand began to take effect, the last thing he saw was her smiling face.
“Did you miss me Discord? I missed you” she said just before he completely lost his consciousness “Now prepare for a hot and sexy storm of chaos...”
Pinkie Pie ran all the way to the bus stop, trying to kill off her sexual anxiety feeling the exercise working her strong body. It was useless as of now, she just got more excited, if only slightly winded. Her thong was already a wet sticky mess when she climbed into the bus.
She was sure the kid sitting next to her could smell her sweet wetness (she didn't turn around when she got up to get off the bus to see if she had stained the leather seat), and the first thing she did after reaching the track and field stadium was to change into a clean g-string at the public baths. Unfortunately the new undergarment was wet and sticky almost right away.
Every male and some females in the track were following her bouncing tits around with their eyes. She knew it had been a mistake not to wear a bra, but Fluttershy mistake had left her no other choice. When she heard someone mentioning loud and clear that she was a slut perfect for a wet t-shirt contest with her tits naked under her sweater, she was sure that everyone could easily notice her lack of bra.
And still, this humiliation only made her even hotter. She had to go to the bathroom several times to rub her thighs together. At regular intervals she went from the bathroom to the track to run back and forth for at least a couple of hours. It took out some of the anxious sexual heat from her body, and yet, she was still feeling bothered when she decided to return home. Humiliation and arousal were a very hard mix to deal with, especially for a nubile sex goddess.
On her way home her mind went to her boyfriend momentarily, being almost a year already since they were together. Pinkie was ashamed to admit it, but her boyfriend occupied a very small place on her heart, that was shrinking with each passing day. Almost on all the occasions they have met in the past months they had fought for one reason or another, job, free time, clothes, etc. It was as if with each passing day they found less and less things in common linking the two of them.
She felt sorry for Cheese Sandwich. He was such a pure and good boy and yet, if she was honest with herself, the main reason she went out with the whole relationship thing was pure social pressure. She felt isolated from all her friends; the five had started romantic lives before her. For many years she noticed with certain envy how they talked all the time about people like Flash, Big Mac, Bulk, Fancy Pants, Thunderlane, Trenderhoof, Soarin’, Lyra, Spitfire among many others.
If there was something that Pinkie hated for as long as she could remember, it was to feel excluded from her friend’s fun. With raising panic, she saw how all of them were entering a world that was completely out of limits to a naive sexually frustrated girl like her. So when Cheese Sandwich begged her to be his girlfriend for the umpteenth time, one random day she decided to say yes. With a boyfriend, she would finally be able to keep the pace with her friends. At the start she felt bad of using Cheese in that way, but she tried to convince herself that she liked him anyway, and she hoped something could bloom from that relationship. She repeated so much to her friends, her family and herself that they were very much in love, that some days in the past she was actually quite close to believe it too.
When Pinkie got home she found Fluttershy waiting for her with a glass full of chocolate milk. For Pinkie Pie it was a blessing, she was feeling very hot and bothered from all the stimulation that day and she needed to drink something refreshing. She all but chugged down the whole glass after Fluttershy handed it to her, before awkwardly remembering herself and apologizing to her friend for such lousy manners as a small trickle of brown liquid escaped from the side of her mouth down her chin.
Fluttershy had a truly evil smile on his face while she stared at her in anticipation with a satisfied expression. All the while, Pinkie was so immersed on her recollections that she failed to notice both her friend expression and the extreme drowsiness that was invading her. Before she was even aware of it, her unconscious body fell to the floor.
The Envy and the Lust, part 2
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“Pinkie Pie?”
She had hoped things wouldn't go like that. She hoped that she would be finished with the act without waking him up, and that she would clean everything up without anyone suspecting anything. She had hoped that she would go quietly and the moment would fade away into nothing, as if nothing had happened between the two. It could have been just a simple dream, and nothing more.
But there he was, eyes half-closed, staring down at his now limp member. He was seeing the pink haired beauty right in front of him, her knees on the bed surrounding his legs. He looked rather shocked upon seeing the state that they were in when he asked “What the hell just happened Pinkie?”
Pinkie pie looked at the man, completely mortified. She would try and lie to him about why they found themselves like that, but such a display was too revealing to lie about. There was nothing she could do about it. “A-ah…!” She was peechless “I…I, uh…um…!” She couldn't find anything to say to him. Her face was coated with his white semen, his member had traces of her saliva on it, she was seen suckling on her frosting-coated fingers, there was nothing she could try to counter it.
Feeling completely ashamed and scared, she quickly decided to bail. “I-I gotta go!” she quickly said before standing up and running through the door, not bothering with picking her skirt from the floor. She never looked back to see Discord looking at her, her wiggling plot and her naked legs giving him a quite a show just before she abandoned his line of sight.
-Stupid, stupid, stupid. How can you be so stupid Pinkie Pie? How you will be able to see him to the face again after what you did?-
Pinkie Pie was inside the pantry, sitting on the floor with her back against one of the walls. She was hugging her legs closely against her chest. Her vision was obscured by both tears and the dense curtain of pink hair cascading neatly around her head. After running from her room she went straight to the kitchen, quickly cleaned her face and mouth in the sink and then locked herself on the pantry to be able to cry in privacy.
She clearly saw that Discord was shocked to see her with the face covered in his frosting. And that alone would be enough to change his view towards her. Things would get awkward, or worse, he would disown her as a friend. He would see her as a derailed sex seeker.
And Fluttershy. -She and Discord seem to be a couple, and a cute one at that. How will Fluttershy react to me suddenly doing that to her boyfriend, without his consent?- She would truly lose the trust of the two people she put in the highest regard. That thought frightened her. And also, it was heartbreaking.
-Now Pinkie you need to think positively- she tried to comfort herself –Perhaps you can convince them that it was just all a big misunderstanding? Or maybe what you did was not so bad?-
“Deeespicable!”
Surprised, Pinkie locked for the source of the voice, removing the hair in front of her eyes until she saw a bag of flour “Oh, Madame le Flour it was you”
“Long time no see my dear Pinkie Pie. More tan half a year have passed since the last time you needed us. Back when you just started your relationship with the young Cheese you would talk with us all the time”
“Yeah, I remember” Pinkie always wondered why she appeared in her most stressful moments.
“At any rate sweetheart, as I was saying, what you did was not only bad, but completely despicable” the voice coming from Madame le Flour was harsh, and cold.
“But it was all a mistake, you have to believe me” Pinkie pleaded to her friend.
A bucket full of turnips joined the conversation “You can try to fool yourself Pinkie, but we know the truth. You were trying to snatch the object of your desire away from Fluttershy. Perhaps you thought that making him feel good with your little oral entertainment would be enough to seduce him”
“That’s not…that was not my intention at all” her sobs redoubled in intensity.
Madame le Flour let out a big snort “Really, it was not? Just look at you. Where is your skirt? You are parading all around the place with your butt and your shameless barely there thong fully exposed”
“My skirt…I forgot it! But that has nothing to do with anything!” Pinkie pulled her legs closer trying to cover as much as her body as she could.
Mr. Turnip laughed “Yeah, sure. Look at your wardrobe. For the past months you have been dressing like a complete slut. All part of your devilish plan no doubt. You were trying to seduce your boss from the very beginning, showing your body to him at all hours, flirting, and stealing his glances. Good thing Discord most likely hates dirty silly girls like you”
“He hates?...you are lying…he likes me, he enjoys my company” her voice was barely a whisper, but somehow her friends seemed to be able to answer back.
“Darling, look at the facts, you have been in direct contact with him for six months and he never gave you as much as a peck on the cheek. Most likely he sees you as a petty annoyance that he needs to tolerate for work reasons” Madame le Flour voice was filled with contempt, but was loud and clear in Pinkie’s ears “He is not interested in you, not in the way you are interested in him”
“Not to mention” Mr. Turnip added with a scholarly tone “That he already has Fluttershy”
Her eyes red, Pinkie asked to no one in particular “Are they really…?”
“You saw it for yourself sweetie” Madame le Flour retorts took a maternal air “It was not the kind of things that people do between mere friends”
-But I thought…I thought that maybe-
Mr. Turnip interrupted her line of thinking “Maybe what? You thought that Discord could enjoy your company more than Fluttershy’s? You thought that he could prefer you over Fluttershy? Don’t delude yourself, just look at you, and look at her”
-Look…at her?-
Madame le Flour read her mind and answered with the patient voice of someone who is trying to explain a simple concept to a little child “Her figure, her bust size, the perfect facial features, her smooth beautiful hair, her melodious voice that can break the hearts of men and women alike”
Mr. Turnip vulgarly added “Also the fact that she has actual experience pleasing men. Have you forgotten the cries and moans that you could hear from her room every time Big Macintosh and Bulk Biceps came to spend the night?"
“And let me tell you darling, Discord most likely would never fancy a fat chunky girl like you” this time Madame le Flour voice was louder and had a cruel mocking intention “Look at your hips and your butt, they are disgustingly deformed”
-Quit it-
“If I might add to that comment Madame, the reason for that is simple. This girl always eats like a pig. One of this days she will be so fat that she might not even be able to cross the front door”
-Stop it!-
“If she keeps eating like that she will have to change her name from Pinkie Pie into Piggie Pie”
-Quit it! Stop it!-
“Piggie Pie, that’s a good one hahahahahaha…”
-Stop laughing at me-
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH…”
“STOP LAUGHING AT ME!”
“Pinkie Pie, are you there?” Discord shout was mixed with a knocking sound on the pantry door.
The scared girl gave a soft answer “Uhmmm…no…there is no one here”
Discord let out a sigh “Really Pinkie Pie? Well then how is that you are answering me right now?”
“There is no one here!” she was shouting now.
“Stop kidding around Pinkie. We need to talk about what happened.” Discord voice was serious, but warm and calm.
Pinkie breathed hard before retorting “I’m sorry for what happened back there. I…I’m not going to say that I didn't mean to do it, since I know it would be useless to lie about that. I saw you and Fluttershy loving each other. I promise that I'm going to leave you and Fluttershy alone, I’m going to exit from the lives of both, for your own sake” all while she was speaking, the sobs intensified, being clearly audible even on the other side of the door.
“Pinkie Pie…about what happened there. There is just too much that you don’t understand, we need to talk face to face” he was losing his patience “Open, or I’ll break the door down, I’m not kidding young lady!”
After she tried to clean her eyes, she slowly stood up and opened the door wide, exposing herself to Discord. Her hair covered most of her features, but her eyes were bloodshot, and he could distinguish two lines of tears running from her cheeks. Her voluptuous legs and hips were almost hiding her ridiculously tiny thong, and the tight sweater was wet with tears, showing clearly the size and form of her tits and nipples. For his part, he had discarded most of the cheap maid costume he was wearing, his chest fully exposed and the lower half of his body covered with a pair of boxer shorts.
Pinkie Pie decided to do things fast and clear “I’m sorry to bother you like that…” she was not even looking at him, just so she wouldn't have to show him how sad she was “I'll not get in the way between Fluttershy and you" Avoiding his eyes she turned around and started to flee.
“Pinkie Pie, wait!” Discord called out to her, as he quickly grabbed on to Pinkie’s wrist, before she could walk out from him. “Pinkie Pie, please, just listen to me”
“I said I’m sorry! I’m going to leave you alone!” Pinkie quietly shouted “I did something terribly wrong! I did something that I shouldn't have done! I know you can’t forgive me for my lewd acts, so we should just leave it at that! I won’t bother you anymore” It was getting harder for her to keep herself from breaking down. She was looking down at the ground, in order to prevent more tears from coming out.
Discord grabbed her other wrist with his other hand, easily overpowering the strong, yet far younger girl. He pulled Pinkie like a rag doll, in order for her to face him “Pinkie Pie,…look at me. Please” the pleading yet authoritative tone in his voice made Pinkie Pie move her head almost instinctively, so she could look at him to the eyes.
To her surprise, Discord expression showed only concern and care. He wasn't angry, or even disturbed at all. He was simply worried about her. His expression warmed and soothed her heart a little, but not enough to wipe away her sadness. “About what happened back in the room…you honestly think that I didn't like it? That I was disturbed by it?”
Pinkie was stunned by what Discord was saying, as she looked at him with a disbelieved expression. “W-hat? You’re not bothered by it? But you were unconscious, I acted without your consent!”
Discord gave a lazy gesture with his hand as if reducing relevance to Pinkie’s concerns “As I said, it was not as if I didn't enjoyed it, plus, I was awake about halfway through it. If I had wanted to stop you, I could have done it right then.” He caressed one of her cheeks (the ones on her face that is) “If what you did, you did because your heart told you, it can’t be wrong you silly girl”
Pinkie’s hair started to gain some form, but her head was still filled with worry “But what about Fluttershy, aren't the two of you lovers?”
A pained expression crossed Discord at that question, and he spoke with an extremely serious voice “Dear Fluttershy…she brought me here with trickery and lies. It is true that she and I had a relationship in the past, but we parted ways not long after I met you Pinkie. Today Fluttershy tried to win me back, offering me everything a man could wish from a woman. But I refused her, and in a rage of jealousy, she drugged and raped me in my sleep”
“You refused her…but why? She is so pretty, so beautiful, any guy would give anything to be with her” yet while Pinkie was saying that, a triumphant sensation was spreading inside her.
“Well, then I suppose I am not any guy" Discord chuckle before continuing "The truth is, there is already other woman in my life, one that I adore, that I desire with all my heart. She makes me a better man, she brings light to my life. I only think about her”
“Oh…I see” the triumphant sensation inside Pinkie evaporated in a flash. Hearing that, him talking about some woman in such lovely terms was painful. “She is a lucky lady”-Probably a slim mature woman, not a stupid fat cow like me- Pinkie thought with resentment. She imagined a gorgeous older woman with a green featureless face.
“I’m talking about you silly” Discord smile was wide and sincere “I love you, Pinkamena Diane Pie”
Pinkie Pie needed a couple of seconds to truly understand what she had heard. As she looked deep into his golden yellow eyes, she couldn’t hold herself anymore. Her emotions broke and the resentment she felt toward him gave away. Before she even knew what she was doing, she threw herself at him, her hands locking around his torso, hot tears flowing fast from her eyes and onto his chest.
If Discord was surprised, he did not show it. He merely let his hands rest on her head, using one of them to slowly stroke her hair, which was inflating again. “Now that’s better, I much prefer your hair thick and yummy. Just like cotton candy”
Pinkie Pie rejoiced in his touch and words. His voice had a soothing and hypnotic effect on her heart. She groaned in disappointment when her bliss was suddenly halted, Discord took her by the shoulders and separated himself from her, in order to look at her face.
“I wish that was all I have to tell you Pinkie…but you have to know the whole truth” the happy expression in her face forced him to increase the volume of his voice “I…am a horrible human being”
“What do you mean” Pinkie voice spoke curiosity, but certainly not anger, or disappointment.
“I saw you for the first time during a certain party, at my mansion. That was around 9 months ago, and since then I have desired you, wishing to make you mine and mine alone”
“I remember that party. It was fun” a giggle in her voice made Discord doubt she was giving the topic the rightful attention, but he proceeded.
“You see Pinkie, I’m worse than scum. I manipulated circumstances around you in order to have you working for me. I wanted to brainwash you, just as I have done with many girls in the past. I wanted to make you my devoted sexual slave, without any remorse!” Discord sadness transpired his words.
“But you did not” Pinkie expression was calm, even happy.
“I beg your pardon? How can you know that?” Discord couldn't hide his slight irritation at being cut in his melodramatic tirade.
“Oh, it was just a hunch, perhaps even a dream” Pinkie put her arms around his neck and winked one eye “Having said that, I wouldn't had minded it too much I think. To be brainwashed sounds like fun”
“Pinkie Pie…I…I don’t think you understand the situation at hand…” he stopped when she put a finger on his mouth.
“I understand that you love me. I understand that you did a lot, even what was wrong, to be with me. So now turn that frown upside down” she whispered out, her hands up past his ears to grip his grey and black hair. He went willingly when he felt her tug his long locks of hair. She pulled him into a soft kiss, her eyes closed and her heart fluttering.
Discord was unprepared for it, but quickly adapted. Though his eyes had widened at first, they slowly closed. He wrapped one of his hands around her head, while the other moved around her plot, groping the pliable flesh.
The two of them broke the kiss, and Pinkie started to tear up. She rested her head on his chest, purring with the pleasant sensation of her scalp being scratched. “Discord…I…I love you”
Discord said not a single word. He just ran his hand through her hair while she sobbed against his chest, her feelings making themselves known.
“When I saw you with Fluttershy I finally understood” she continued to sob while she spoke “The pain in my heat made it obvious, particularly when I thought that I had no chance to be with you”
Discord felt her tremble under his hold and read the emotions in her voice “Pinkie Pie, you were the only one for me, from the very first moment I saw you” he started to hesitate “But are you sure I’m what you want?”
Pinkie looked confused , but decided to say nothing. Instead, she just jumped up and kissed him again. The kiss was far more heated and demanding than the previous one. She slipped her tongue into his mouth, tangling with his own and licking his sharp oversized fang. When they parted, Pinkie was panting, surprised by her own boldness. She still managed to answer him “Yes, Discord. I want everything about you, the good and the bad”
In her emotion she jumped again in his arms, wanting to devour his face again. They knocked one of the cupboards in the kitchen, and a bottle of chocolate syrup fell down between them. A spray of chocolate splattered across Discord’s bare chest and the floor behind him. Immediately, Pinkie went frantic, even though Discord didn't mind it so much.
“I’m so sorry Discord!” Panicked, she didn’t think of grabbing a towel. Instead she tried to clean the fudge with her hand, smearing it more over his chest in an effort to gather it all on her fingers.
“It’s all right, Pinkie” Discord tried to tell her. Trying to think of a way to calm her, he gathered up some fudge on his finger. When she stared at him, confused, he tried to smile. “Try some.”
Pinkie blushed, but parted her lips nevertheless at the same time she closed the distance between their chests. She sucked the chocolate off, her tongue swirling around the digit. Cuteness and childlike behavior was mixing with the erotic exchange between them, the fudge on Discord’s chest was smeared against Pinkie’s front.
“Oh no, Pinkie, your sweater is covered in chocolate syrup. This is no good, we need to remove it” Discord voice was charged with jest and lust, and removed her garment. She obediently raised her arms, to make his work easier.
He admired the chaotic creature in front of him, virtually naked, with only a silly looking g-string as single piece of clothing. It had been only months since he saw last her in that state, but it felt like a lifetime, and there was a world of difference with her now being a willing subject of the erotic play. She was perfect in every way, her tits while big and heavy, were firm and well shaped. Her big plot was smooth and round. Her wide hips meaty and perfect for child bearing. Her legs were long and luscious, gleaming with the sweat from the heat they shared.
“Discord?” she breathed, a worried look in her eyes “Is…something wrong?” Her tone revealed that she was deeply frightened by the possibility that he might not like what he saw in her body.
“No” he whispered back “You are perfect”. Discord could see the ecstasy covering her features after hearing those words.
Wasting no time, Discord hoisted her up so that she was sitting on the counter. He knelt down, setting his head at her crotch level. He spread her thighs, eyes locking on the sopping wet thong barely covering her nether regions. He chuckled when he saw the Draconequus design “Sorry little fella, but I’m taking over from here” He removed the micro panties with his teeth in a single clean movement, leaving Pinkie Pie completely naked at last.
-This is it…this is what I had been waiting for. Not beds, not showers, but a kitchen, chocolate, and animalistic lust- Discord rejoiced in his mind –and speaking of chocolate, I think I will need this- he took the bottle of chocolate syrup from the floor, with a mischievous glint on his eye.
“Oh, are you going to eat chocolate Dissy?” Pinkie made a cute pouting face “I thought you planned to play with me first”
“I’m in the mood for some chocolate” Discord said raising the syrup over her “Mixed with something pink”
Discord unleashed a stream of chocolate over the naked girl, quickly spreading in her hair, her breasts, her pussy and her legs. He then used his hands to spread the fudge all across her delicious body, trying to cover every single inch.
She squirmed under his touch, inviting it, demanding it. His fingers trailed around the base of her left breast and up between her orbs, continuing over the top of her lovely globe. The circle described by his feather-light touch narrowed continuously until the center of the mound was reached, her cold hard nipples. He did not touch it with his fingers, but lowered his wet lips to it, surrounding it, as if he were drawing a pacifier into his mouth to suck on. The reaction on the girl was immediate, she raised her chest in order to mash his mouth to her chocolate covered breast and her hips bucked and jerked uncontrollably. Discord smiled –Perhaps it was because she desired him that much, or because her genetics had built her like that, but either way, these tits are not merely huge, but also incredibly, almost abnormally sensitive-
She gasped and moaned and twisted her body around this new center of her passion. He slowly opened wider and sucked more chocolate into his eager mouth, while swirling his tongue around her nipple. Her pink nipples were like hard soft peanuts on top of her big, firm chocolate cupcakes. Pinkie moaned loudly, at the same time as her fingers were softly twisting in his hair and her breathing was thrusting her chest upward, her back arching. "Oh...Oh, Discord...Oh, yesss!"
He spent what seemed to her like too little time kissing, pulling, biting and kneading her breasts. Then he moved down to her calves and started kissing and licking his way up on her chocolate covered skin. He took her feet and licked hungrily the creamy chocolate spread between each one of her toes making her giggle and laugh. Discord was worried for a second that perhaps the laughter could get in the way of the pleasure but quickly found that it was not the case at all.
As he kept worshiping her lower half, the panting of the poor young girl got louder. And yet, he started to slow his movements, taking a more methodical and delicate approach, giving her legs long soft tongue lashings, slower and shorter the closer he got to her pussy lips. He slurped the chocolate mixed with juices with particular care, always avoiding to go too far in order to keep teasing her before the main act.
“Oh Discord” she moaned. “Take me! Teach me!”
“You’re such an impatient little thing,” he chuckled. “A delightful chaotic little girl. Knowing that you’re so willing to learn makes me very happy”
With those words he buried his tongue between her tender cunt and Pinkie cried out in passion. She wanted more of him, she wanted all of him and he was teasing her so badly. She could feel the texture of his tongue as he slid it gently and slowly in and out of her wet hole. Before she could climax though he stopped his ministrations.
He stood next to her again and kissed her deeply, letting her taste her own chocolate flavored juices. She felt his hard cock against her stomach and she moved her hand down to feel again its silky smooth texture. Having his tongue inside of her was the most exquisite pleasure she’d ever felt but rather than satisfying her hunger it had made her want more.
He placed her legs up over his shoulders and pointed his rigid cock at her opening. She was watching this, but she had no fear whatsoever. Instead, she was anticipating this to be the ultimate pleasure. She totally trusted him to incite only pleasure within her and never pain. She so wanted him inside her, to fill her with a feeling of ecstasy. “Discord” she whispered “You can do with me anything you want to”
Discord moved closer to her and slowly bathed the head of his cock with her pussy juices, spreading them down over the entire length of his shaft. He pressed the tip of his cock softly against the opening of her vagina. He expected her to be very tight and didn't want to hurt her in any way. He wanted this to be the most wonderful experience of her young life, an experience she would only treasure. In teasing tone he asked “Tell me what you want me to do Pinkie Pie”
“Fuck me, Discord, fuck me with your cock” she cried out with a voice filled with passion.
“With my cock? but I don’t have any chicken with me right now” he laughed at her frustrated face.
“You know what I mean you big meanie” she seemed to be on the verge of crying.
“All right all right, it was just an innocent joke, don’t worry” Discord kissed her again “Ready or not, here I go”
Slowly he started the pressure of his entry. The head was in, bathed in the warmth and softness of her slick tunnel. He could feel her muscles gripping his cock as it moved ever so slowly deeper into her. So far, he had not encountered any obstruction to his entry and she did not evidence any sign of discomfort.
"Oh God!" she cried. "Oh God!" Those were the only words Discord could interpret from her, the rest of the noises she was making were unintelligible moans and groans of passion and pleasure.
Her hips thrust upward and another two inches were pressed into her. Discord was holding himself still, but firmly in position. Soon enough he was fully in her, their pelvic bones resting against each other. He then noticed that there was no hymen -there is none, broken by her exercise and sport activities no doubt- he realized. Now he knew he could go about pleasuring her with the full knowledge the pain would be minimal.
He gently began to withdraw from her a tiny bit, only to stroke back in fully. Her legs tightened their grip around his hips and he realized just how strong she really was. He'd have to take this very slowly so she'd accept the stroking he knew would bring her the greatest pleasure. He rocked his pelvic bone and the base of his cock against her mound, exciting her clit. She began to take up the motion and thrust back at him. He withdrew a bit more with each stroke, returning to press against her mound firmly.
“Oh…..aaahh….” Pinkie’s soft cries reached his ears alone. Discord found it very difficult to keep this slow pace up because of those sexy moans. “Uh…..so….big…..aaaaahhhh!” She shut her eyes. Coils of sexual pleasure slowly wrapped around her.
If regular orgasms were like explosions, then what Pinkie felt that moment would be a supernova. Discord actions made an effect on her body as her mind suddenly began to clear in anticipation to let her take in every sensation. She was completely aware about every detail of the big cock that was giving her insides the ultimate massage. Her whole pussy responded to it like they were built for each other completely out of her conscious control. Her sensation grew and grew, Pinkie Pie was certain it was unlike any other sensation women could experience with regular, lesser men, and then it grew some more. Pinkie Pie braced herself as she tightened her hug around Discord and began screaming his name in animalistic lust.
It exploded on her starting from her pussy. Uncontrolled reaction would be her description later, and it looked like one too. Her cunt squeezed and convulsed in such maddening ways, even the bold Discord had to slow down in response. Thick coats of her juice streamed out from her and dripped out onto his legs. Her entire body convulsed like it was possessed, and in a way it was by this orgasm, with her heels slamming into Discord's lower back so abruptly that even he had to cry out in response to the impact. The orgasm expanded out from her core, spreading into her tightly curled toes and up through her torso. Her chest heaved up, her heart sped up, and her entire upper body became blood flushed. Her screams dropped to quiet, high pitched outbursts as she took in as much air as she possibly could to keep her body running. Still her orgasm continued, and for a whole minute, her body remained out of control. With one final thrust, her orgasm arrived inside her head and in a flash everything else in her life became completely irrelevant, useless, dull and boring. She was instead completely overwhelmed by sensations of love and adoration towards Discord and the chaos he exuded, this man that had shown her the pleasure of being a woman, the joy of being fucked and taken.
While her mind was becoming mush he came too inside of her, spilling streams of pearly liquid deep into her pussy. He screamed in a complete power-lust trip, pumping wildly like an animal. Pinkie could feel his seed filling her, and the innocent girl was so happy she could almost cry if it weren't because she was was too busy cumming herself, at the same time her strong pussy muscles were milking automatically all the cum out of his balls.
"Thank you, Discord" Pinkie said with a dreamy expression on her face.
-Thank you? It is not a common a thing to say after sex...but again, long time ago I noticed this was not a common girl- His cock made a loud pop when it finally withdrew it. Her pussy was just as he expected, tight, lovely and almost as if it was self aware, happy in giving herself to him. For all his long sexual history, he actually considered this time with the sweet Pinkie Pie one of the clear high points of his life. He loved her cute face, her magnificent voluptuous figure, the way her toes curled when she was getting excited, the way her bright blue eyes gave the impression she saw everything with the utmost curiosity and joy. Admiring for the umpteenth time this sexual goddess that just had given herself to him willingly and completely, he French kissed his woman, finding a very receptive, eager and thankful reply.
Author's Note
Well, those two took their sweet time
The Envy and the Lust, part 4
As much as Pinkie Pie and Discord enjoyed touching each other continuously, licking themselves clean of all the chocolate and love juices, the harsh reality was that the human tongue was not particularly ideal for such task. They decided to stop their fun in the kitchen and clean themselves with more conventional means.
Good thing the bathtub had room for two. Pinkie and Discord were making out with each other in the shower, as their lips were contracting with lust, as well as their tongue going along in a crazed dance. Pinkie had her hands on his shoulders so she could pull herself up to make it easy for Discord to kiss her completely, while he had his arms around her waist to pull her closer and deepen the kiss.
Pinkie's right hand slowly left his left shoulder, as it ran down along his body, until it stopped right to the crotch area, where she took care of Discord's limp member. Discord slightly moaned into her lips, as he felt his dick being stroked slowly. In response to that, he ran both of his hands down from her waist and onto her ass, before cupping each cheek nice and gently.
Pinkie enjoyed how his rough hand felt on her plot, as she pulled her head back, breaking off the lip contact. "Ohh... Discord!" she cried. Discord took that opportunity to kiss her neck, adding another kind of pleasure from within her body. As she moaned softly from the sweet sensation that she received, she began to pick up the pace with her strokes on his member, to try and give him the same amount of pleasure that he was giving to her.
His shaft began to harden as soon as she quickened the pace of her strokes. Afterwards, Discord moved his right hand up from her plot and to the front of her body, as she slowly ran it up to her big tits. He gently caressed the left breast with it, as he trailed his kiss down from her neck, down from her collarbone and right to her fleshy orbs, where he began to take her left nipple into his mouth and suckling it, while massaging her left breast with his right hand.
Pinkie pulled her head back even more, as she widened her eyes as the result of receiving that much pleasure from him. "More, Discord!" she moaned out. The older man continued to suck on her nipple and massage on her breast as much as he wanted.
After a few minutes have passed, Discord finally stopped sucking and licking her puffy nipple, as he lifted his head up to look at her once more. She began to move herself down, with both of Discord's hands slipping from their position.
As she had both of her knees down on the tub, she found herself facing against Discord's long and hard shaft. She licked her lips around, as she was savoring already what would be her second taste on Discord's member.
Her soft tender mouth and tongue made gentle contact with his hot hard meat. His cock was immediately resting nastily on her sweet tongue and surrounded by her lips at it’s tip. Pinkie was so tentative, so gentle in her kissing and sucking that Discord felt he wasn’t going to last long.
She looked up at him with a submissive expression “Ohh Discord!... mmmmm I love the taste of this delicious lollypop!” she sucked the big head into her mouth and her tongue danced around it. Never taking hold of it with her hands, it escaped and bounced away from her mouth repeatedly but she followed it hungrily and continued to kiss and lick it.
While this was going on, Discord could simply look down on her, as she was making all those actions with her tongue to please him. To his surprise, she was doing surprisingly well. It was her second blowjob and what she was doing felt extraordinary.
“Do you like this Discord? How your little Pinkie is sucking your big dick?” Discord was surprised by the devilish look in her eyes, a sexy mischievous glint in them.
He simply let her do as she pleased with his member, as he closed his eyes at the intense feeling that he received from her sweet pure mouth. "Pinkie...!" he moaned, as he slowly moved his right hand on her head, his fingers sliding between the wet strains of hair. With that, he began to encourage her to continue with it.
Looking up to him she could see that he was feeling good, by the look of his face, and how his hand was lying on her head. With a soft smile and a sense of triumph, she continued on with what she was doing, moving her head back and forth, sucking and licking his member along the way. The exquisite familiar taste of his shaft became even more delicious, and she was starting to get addicted to it. Wanting more and more of his large meat, she increased the movement of her head on it, slowly taking more of it into her mouth. She also placed her hands on his thighs to try and go faster on it, her mind set on trying to make him happy.
Discord smiled at the happy girl kneeling before him. She was sucking and licking his member rather quickly, so fast that he couldn't recover himself in time down there. He gritted his teeth hard enough and tightened his eyes shut so that he could resist the increase of pleasure. His hands were clawing onto the wall behind him, as the pleasure became too large for him to resist. "Pinkie! I don't think I can...!"
Her mind was going through another level, and she couldn't control herself from craving for what was coming from within Discord's member. She vigorously sucked and licked as much as she could, with each and every movement she made with her head. She completely ignored Discord's warnings and went straight ahead to claim her prize. She widened her eyes in shock, as something was shooting at the back of her throat. She coughed up a few times, as the impact was strong enough for her to do such a thing, until she slowly closed her eyes, as she let his member filling her mouth up with his semen.
After seconds have gone by, she could feel that it stopped shooting. With that, she slowly moved her head back, with her lips carefully closing still. As soon as she reached the tip, she pulled back from his member, with his semen still inside of her mouth. She had a hard time trying to swallow it up, as it was as thick as jello. However, she managed to swallow it up entirely. As soon as it went down to her throat, she gasped out for air, panting all the while. After a few pants, she let out a satisfying smile, licking her lips. She then looked up to Discord, who was staring down at her, as he panted. “Such a delicious and tasty present, thank you Discord. So much frosting to swallow... mmmmm!” She opened her mouth wide without being asked and stuck out her tongue sweetly so he could see all the cum was gone.
Discord was rather surprised. He didn't think that Pinkie would be able to swallow it all. "Pinkie Pie, that was amazing" he started to speak out. However, before he could continue with his sentence, Pinkie stood up from the tub, as she turned around and bent herself over, placing her hands on the wall in front of her.
Pinkie turned her head back to look at Discord, her face showing numerous signs of lust. "Discord...take me " she said. "Don't hold back, alright? I want you to do anything you want with my pussy. Do everything you want with it. Pretty please?" As she said that, she moved her left hand from the wall, as she ran it up along her body, until it was at her pussy. Her two fingers were placed on each lip, as she spread it apart to see how wet her mound was, regardless of the streams of water running down on her body.
When she said that, he knew exactly what she meant. However, he knew that such a thing would be perhaps too much for a girl on her first day. "I don’t think it is a good idea, Pinkie"
"But...” she shocked her head.”I need more. I can take it. And besides...I really want you to take me again. Make me yours, Discord. I love you!"
"Pinkie Pie" Her words, filled with desire, were something that he barely could say no to. She really meant what she said, and she didn't want him to stop there. Grabbing hold of his harden member, he gently rubbed the head of it against her body, teasing her “What a naughty girl you are Pinkie…”
However, he was focusing on that a little bit too much. Without realizing it, the tub was getting slippy from the water that was going down, and immediately, one of his feet slipped, followed by the other one, as the two of them suddenly fall back, yelping out of surprise. Discord ended up crashing into the tub on his back, and Pinkie had his body as cushion to soften the fall, making him receiving much more pain than normal. "Oww!" Discord groaned, as he moved his hand to the back of his head, rubbing to the spot where it was sore.
"Discord!" Pinkie yelled out, as she looked back at him. "Are you ok?"
"Ah...! Yeah, I'm fine. I just slipped, that's all" he groaned once more.
"Ok, if you're really ok..." Pinkie said, as she leaned herself up from Discord so he could get some air, even though the air is much more humid to breath in. She was about to get up from the ground, until she realized that she had Discord's member below her. With a sly smile, she didn't bother standing up to help him out, and instead, she began to grind her meaty hips on his crotch.
Feeling a sudden movement coming from his member, Discord looked down to see what was going on, only to find Pinkie moving herself up and down on him. "Pinkie Pie!" he said, as he realized what she was trying to do.
Pinkie quickly aligned her entrance with his cock, and kept moving up and down on his member with as much speed as she could conjure up. The feeling of his dick going in and out of her was truly a blissful feeling. And this time, she was the one in charge of when to stop. As she continued to move herself up and down, she let out loud and constant moans of pleasure from her throat. "Oh yes! This is so good!" she moaned out.
"Pinkie, you are so soft!" Discord began to moan as well, as his member was being plunged in by the mischievous girl. He could have done something to try and give her more pleasure, but his body couldn't respond to his commands at that time and the weight of her powerful legs was too much on his body. For now, he was at the mercy of the pink haired girl.
Pinkie continued on with what she was doing with his member still inside of her. She was about to slow down a little, just to savor the pleasure a little longer, but she realized that her big hips were moving on their own. "Ohhh! I can't stop! I can't stop, and I don't wanna stop!" she moaned out, grabbing her perfect breasts into her hands and fondling them to please herself more and more. Then, she turned around, with his member still inside of her, as she was now facing at the man below her. "Discord, your cock feels so fucking good inside of me!" she moaned, as she continued to move up and down on it instinctively and her legs caressed his head.
As soon as she was facing him, he could see how much her face revealed the pleasure she was feeling. With her hands going down to her big thighs, he could only watch as her body was moving up and down on him. Her perfect tits were bouncing around a lot, each time she slammed herself down on him. It was quite a beautiful sight in his eyes, but he wanted to please her himself.
And just in time, he could feel himself regaining control of his body, as he quickly leaned himself up, causing her to fall on the tub in her turn. As she fell on it on her back, she looked up to Discord with surprise. "Discord?"
He was smiling, a wolfish predatory smile. It was like a beast looking at his prey. "You're pretty greedy right now, huh, Pinkie Pie?" he said with a lustful look on his face. "Do you really want me to fuck you hard? Do you want me to fuck you until neither of us can't take it anymore? Do you, little Pinkie?"
"Y... yes...! Yes, Discord! I do!" she moaned out with a wide smile on her face. "Fuck me hard, Discord! Don't stop fucking me until I can't take it anymore! Please, fuck me like a wild-" Before she could say anymore, Discord was already thrusting himself faster and harder into her, his hands holding her voluptuous hips to help him gain more speed and power. Pinkie was already moaning like hell, when that happened. "AHHH! DISCORD!"
As her pussy was getting ravaged by his large shaft, causing her to moan constantly, Discord let out sharp pants each time he slammed himself into her. It was such an amazing feeling, thrusting himself into her like a wild and powerful animal. The minds of the two lovers were completely focusing on the pleasure that they shared together, and on the actions of each other.
They were inside of their own world, where nothing was going to bother them or interrupt with their intercourse. The only thing that they could hear was Pinkie's constant moans of pleasure and Discord's sharp pants, as well as the sound of skin slapping against skin.
He held Pinkie’s hair like he would the reigns of a horse, yanking her head back into her neck, while he rode her in full gallop. From time to time he slapped down on the wobbling mass of flesh, earning a lustful scream from the girl, who did her best to fuck him back. His thick cock in her body, his hands in her hair, his hands smacking her cheeks (the ones on her plot), everything melted for both into one feeling of being completely in sync.
As they continued, they both felt the familiar intense wave of pleasure coming from deep inside. Pinkie widened her eyes in realization, as she looked up to Discord once more. "Discord! I-I'm gonna... Gonna cum again!"
Even with the signal that their bodies were warning them about, they continued on with the intercourse, as Discord thrust himself into her as fast and hard as he could, groaning all the way, while Pinkie was at his mercy, being ravaged by his large shaft until the very end. After several quick thrusts, with a very last one, the most hardest and deepest of all, they finally reached their limit.
The two of them were panting heavily from their large climax, and it took some time for them to recover. Discord looked down at the panting girl in front of him, who had her head turned to the side, with her eyes closed, as a sign of fatigue. He slowly moved his right hand up to her face and cupped her cheek (the ones on her face, this time), before moving her head straight to him. Pinkie was still busy panting out of exhaustion, but she opened her eyes to look at him.
"Are you alright Pinkie?” She looked up to him, he had a loving smile on his face, and his face was showing the same care for her well being.
Pinkie let out a small, loving sigh, as she slowly wrapped her arms around his neck, as she pulled herself up, just until her face was inches away from his. "I am now" she said, before she leaned in to kiss him.
Discord relaxed on the living room, waiting for Pinkie Pie to finish her bath. He was recollecting all the things that transpired during the very long day when he got up from the couch and suddenly asked out loud “How long will I have to wait before you decide to say something, dear Fluttershy?”
“Finally remembered that I was here huh?” she walked towards him “Please, don’t mind me, I don’t want to spoil all your fun.”
“What do you want from me, Fluttershy?” Discord tone was calm, but serious.
Fluttershy let out a long sigh “Oh Discord, there is but one thing that I want from you. But first I want to know, what do you like from Pinkie Pie? I saw the two of you having sex, she was meek, submissive and naïve during the whole event. I thought you enjoyed the wilder things of life”
“You see Fluttershy, there are many different kinds of persons” Discord had a smile on his face “You see, sexuality is a curious thing. A girl like you, who is meek, shy and quiet in her everyday life, explodes in the bed, and becomes a lust crazed maniac.”
Fluttershy blushed “I…I wouldn’t use those words…”
“The opposite end of the spectrum on the other hand” he continued without giving much importance to Fluttershy interruption “most girls who are loud, open and random during the day, become a submissive little kitty at the moment of having sex”
“You still don’t answer my question though” Fluttershy crossed her arms “in fact, by your explanation I would think that Pinkie was definitely not your style”
Discord chuckled “That would be the case, if Pinkie wasn't Pinkie”
“What are you talking about?” Fluttershy voice showed surprise for the first time during that conversation.
“Pinkie Pie is one of a kind” Discord seemed happy talking about her “Her sexuality is wild, chaotic and powerful. But she is repressed, and by herself or the people that were around her she would never be able to unleash her potential. I saw that when I wrongly tried to brainwash her”
“You did?” she asked with even more surprise than before.
“I did, and I am not proud of it” Discord voice was sad “But I did learned that Pinkie outward appearance of happiness and fun is mostly a mask. Deep down, she is a very insecure girl, and her outlook on life almost completely depends on the opinion and the judgment of others. I want to help her, I want to release her, to join her heart and mind into a single being and make her truly and absolutely happy”
“Oh, please!” Fluttershy snorted “So you are telling me you are fucking her to help her?”
Discord let out a laugh “Well, no, not entirely, I’m not a saint. I desired her body from the moment I saw her for the first time. But in the past six months I have come to really know her, the conscious and the subconscious. I desire everything about Pinkie, her words, her jokes, her advice, her body. I want to spend my life with her. I want to protect her, to teach her, to make her feel safe. I love her, I’m sure of that now”
“I…see…” Flutteshy sadly answered back “she truly changed you. You are a very different man now”
“Fluttershy, sweet Fluttershy. “ Discord put his arms on her shoulders “You and I both know that the hypnosis and brainwashing you were subject to was erased months ago. All that things about wanting revenge and wanting to make myself go back to my wrong days can’t really come from your own heart. Why are you…” but he was silenced when he noticed the eyes of pure anger she was giving him.
“You just don’t get it, do you. That’s the problem. THAT’S MY WHOLE FUCKING PROBLEM!” tears were falling from her eyes “I wish I was the one! When we met in the party all that time ago, when you seduced me and started messing with my head…I enjoyed every moment of it!"
Discord was almost scared “Fluttershy, calm down, we can talk about this…”
“And then, Pinkie appeared and you suddenly forgot all about me. Now you are good and decent, thanks to her. Now you have no time or interest on a simple girl like me...but don’t you see? I’m jealous, I’m horribly jealous of the power she has over you. I wish I was her, I wish I could offer you what she offers you, I wish I could have changed you. It is painful, so painful to know that you don’t return my feelings.” She was all out sobbing now “But it is far more painful to know that I’m nothing to you, that you act as if you would be better without me!”
“Fluttershy, we are friends…” he tried to calm her with something, anything.
"Don't I have any space in your heart, Discord?" Once again, Discord stopped himself from speaking further, upon noticing the crushing sadness on her voice. She continued to look up to him with tears in her eyes, small drops falling from them. "Am I even worthy of your love, Discord? Don't I deserve your love?"
"..." Discord was now completely out of words.
"Or am I just in the way? Is my love for you really in the way of your happiness? Is that what you think? That I'm just... a nuisance to you?" Fluttershy couldn't take it anymore. She was overwhelmed by the sadness inside of her heart, of the feeling of being less than nothing to Discord, and a horrible friend to Pinkie Pie. With that, she collapsed to the ground on her knees, letting out quiet sobbing to express her sadness.
Discord coudn't stand seeing Fluttershy in such a horrible state. She was a pure and lovely girl, which had the unfortunate fate of meeting a scumbag like him. And he regretted having done something that was right now making her angry and sad.
All he wanted was to see her smile again. And the only way for him to do just that was to show her how he felt about her. He began to crawl himself towards her. As he got closer, he looked at her straight into her eyes, which were closed, as Fluttershy was trying to hold the tears in. Discord slowly moved his right hand up to her face, as he used his thumb to wipe off the tears from both of her eyes.
As she felt that her tears were being wiped off, she slowly opened her eyes to look. In her view, she saw Discord's face, as it was showing a soft expression. He was looking deep into her eyes, and his eyes were showing something that she really needed: love. "Fluttershy, you have a big space in my heart" Discord said softly, as he slowly leaned his face in to hers. When she saw him closing in, she took the initiative and closed the distance between their lips herself. Discord was surprised, but quickly resigned himself and responded to her kiss.
Trapped in by the warm exchange, the feeling of betrayal and sadness that Fluttershy had inside of her were replaced by the feeling of being safe in the hold of the person who she loved. With him by her side, she felt happy. And it was the most important thing that she needed from him.
After a while, the two of them slowly pulled away from the kiss, but only an inch. They stared into each other's eyes with love. "Discord..." Fluttershy started to say. "Love me... As much as I love you" all his misgivings and hypnosis tricks aside, deep inside of her, she knew that she truly loved this man, from the bottom of her heart. She was completely and truly his, that much was clear in her head.
Discord head on the other hand, was a everything but clear -Oh crap. How's Pinkie Pie going to take this? I just accepted her love mere minutes ago and now here is another woman, her best friend at that, pledging herself to me. What I’m going to do?-
Discord's mind was on hold at the moment. He was only broken out of said stupor when he heard Pinkie Pie clearing her throat nearby. He stood up in a second, separating himself from Fluttershy who also was standing up "Pinkie Pie, I know what it looks like, but she kissed me!"
"And you kissed her back" Pinkie said, steadily drawing herself closer to them.
"I… Well, that's…" she had him there. The guilty look that made its way across his face was proof enough. At the same time, a sorrowful look made its way into his eyes.
The look didn't go unnoticed by Pinkie. She moved closer to him, her hand moving to his cheek and a small smile on her face. "I'm not mad Discord." she said in a calm voice.
Discord didn't say anything, but his face took on a somewhat relieved look. However, he didn't miss the small hint of sadness in her voice. Meanwhile, Fluttershy just watched as Pinkie spoke again.
"I've been admiring you for a long time Discord," she said, a sad smile on her face. "I hoped for nothing more than to be with you. So when you confessed to me and said you loved me, I was so happy…" She started to tear up. "…and making it so unfair to you."
Discord tried to sound calm "Pinkie Pie… what are you talking about?"
Pinkie wiped away her tears and smiled at him. "Even though you don't show it sometimes, you have a big heart, silly Dissy" She moved to embrace him. "And how is it fair that I keep all that heart for myself?"
"Pinkie…" he whispered, looking down at her with a concerned expression.
"I won't stop you from sharing and caring about Fluttershy, as the song says, it is the right thing to do" she whispered, and before he could retort she separated from him and had finger pointed directly at the area between his eyes "BUT…" she said, jabbing her finger for extra emphasis, and nearly making Discord go cross-eyed, "you had better treat her with every bit as much love as you do me. I may have the biggest place in your heart, but I don't want any special treatment unless you give it to her too. If you don't do that, I'll never forgive you"
She tried to put on the best 'I mean it' face that she could, but she failed miserably in that respect. It looked more like a pout to Discord, and he blinked twice before he started to chuckle, which turned into full blown laughter before he could stop himself.
"What's so funny?" she asked in clear surprise, if not slightly offended.
"Oh nothing" he said, trying to force his laughter back to that of a chuckle, "you just look so cute when you make that face" He managed to choke that out as he continued trying to suppress his last few laughs.
While she was fairly surprised by his laughter and by what he said, she still had the unconscious reaction of blushing. Even after all the sex and revelations that day, being called cute by Discord made Pinkie legs tremble and her stomach do somersaults.
However, Fluttershy was having other far less innocent thoughts. "Well Pinkie Pie, I don't mind sharing him, as long as you don't. And to seal the deal, let’s show him something special” Before Pinkie could say anything to that, Fluttershy laid a kiss onto her friend lips.
Pinkie was not sure as to the feeling she had at that moment, but she liked the kiss -Maybe I should have given in to Dashie advances at least one of those times…- she thought.
Fluttershy noticed Discord approving face, a smile gracing her lips as she pulled away from a dazed Pinkie. "I don't think Discord will object to this arrangement, Pinkie."
It was midnight, and Discord found himself having a difficult time trying to sleep peacefully being in the company of the two most beautiful girls in the world. The bed barely could hold the three persons, snuggling together in order to fit.
He admired the two beauties at his sides. Fluttershy was sleeping profoundly, but Pinkie was restless. He put a hand on her head, and she opened her eyes.
“I have a big problem...” she whispered.
“What could it be Pinkie” he kept a hand on her face “It must be something important”
“It is...” she seemed anxious, almost scared “You see, I made a Pinkie-Promise with Cheese Sandwich. I promised to marry him when his store became a raging success. But I can’t. I like him a lot, and he is quite a nice person, but I don’t love him. And yet, I can’t broke a Pinkie Promise” she seemed on the verge of tears right then.
“Mhhhh…yes, I can see the problem” Discord put a hand on her chin “Don’t worry, I am going to do something. You are not going to break your promise, but neither you will need to fulfill it”
“For real? Can you really do it” she was beaming at him.
Discord took her face “You have my word” and not sooner he had finished the statement he kissed her lovingly on her lips.
Smiling, they were finally able to sleep, concluding one of the longest days from both of their lives.
Author's Note
One month after I started this fic we are entering the final stretch. I seriously hope so far it has been up to your liking. As for the whole harem thing, I just couldn't leave poor Fluttershy all sad and rejected.
Now onto the next chapter, we will center around Cheese Sandwich. We will see a couple of familiar faces too.
Author's Note
No Discord or Pinkie this chapter
The Pride
“I’m glad you were interested in the job, Mr. Sandwich. Tell me, what you did for a living in the past?”
Cheese Sandwich snapped out of a sense of drowsiness that was invading him and looked at the man that had asked the question. “I had a joke themed shop until a few weeks ago. It was just starting to become successful, but I received an offer I couldn’t refuse and sold the entire property. Right now I just do some party planning on the side.”
The two persons were moving in a car right then, Cheese on the back, and his companion on the driver seat. Just a couple of days before, Cheese received an invitation for a very lucrative job. Since he just had sold the shop, he decided to accept the offer, at least until he learned more about it. It was for that reason that Cheese was being driven through the city at the moment, he was going to meet his potential employers.
The driver was a middle aged man well past his prime. Clearly he had been an imposing muscular person many years ago, but right then he looked old and frail. Wearing a black and red suit the driver still had an air of big importance to him, as if he was not the kind of person you would expect to do menial tasks like driving a potential recruit.
“Party planning? Amusing. I can see why the company is interested in you as a replacement.” The driver chuckled as he kept his eyes on the street.
Cheese Sandwich took the chance to interrogate the man. “Could you tell me more about this company of yours? The communication so far has been quite limited, I don’t even know the name, or where it is located.”
The driver directed a quick look towards him with the mirror. “Really? Well, does the Disc World name rings a bell? I certainly believe it will, your ex-girlfriend worked there didn’t she? One might even say that the company was directly responsible for you two breaking up.”
Cheese Sandwich eyes widened after hearing that. His breakup with Pinkie Pie was quite recent, he had no idea how this man could know such details about his private life. And yet, before he was able to retort, he found himself falling into a deep sleep, unable to move or talk. His eyes closed as he heard the roaring laugh of the man driving the car.
“Are you sure she is ready, Chrysalis?” A hoarse voice was talking.
“Sombry, you hurt me sweetheart. Of course everything is ready.” What clearly was a woman voice responded.
“I still don’t like this; we could have another betrayal if this two start to develop attachment for each other.” Cheese was certain he had heard the third voice before.
“Sheesh Tirek, you too? Anyway, we can talk about this later; our cheesy guest is awakening right now.”
Cheese Sandwich opened his eyes, and found himself bound by ropes behind him and a gag on his mouth. He was sitting on a simple chair, and three persons were in front of him. One was a beautiful mature woman; she had very long greasy green hair and a form fitting black dress with a lot of holes. The person next to her was a regal looking man, with black hair and dressed with a very elegant looking red fur coat. The last person was the old looking driver, though by far he was the tallest of the three.
Cheese noticed that the dark haired man in the middle began to talk directly to him. “Greetings, Mr. Sandwich. Welcome to the Discord World Store. The three persons that you are seeing right now are the remaining owners of this company. For now you might refer to me as King, she is Queen, and my companion here is Lord.”
The woman referred as Queen talked then. “Perhaps you believe this place is all about clothing. But that’s just a front. From the very beginning, the Disc World Company is actually an enormous white slavery ring. The innocent and beautiful girls that come here to ask for a job are just being duped, brainwashed and used in a very expensive and sensual escort system.”
Perhaps the woman felt some of the rage and confusion Cheese was feeling then, because she took his face with her hands and spoke softly. “Oh, are worried? You think we used your beloved girlfriend Pinkie Pie as a whore for sale? That she lost her precious virginity to some old fat rich pervert? That perhaps she has fucked dozens of men while she was still posing as your beloved girlfriend?”
“ENOUGH! Remember why we need him.” The man identified as king loudly spoke against his female companion. Then he said directly to Cheese. “I’m going straight to the point. One of our members betrayed us and left the company. Apparently he had a consciousness attack thanks to a certain woman. We need you to take his place. Of course, we don’t expect you to accept all that easily, so we have prepared something to…make the decision easier on your side.”
And without another word, the king left the room. The man called lord, took Cheese Sandwich on his shoulders and carried him to a bedroom followed by the queen. The big man dropped Cheese on the floor before leaving. In the bedroom now he was alone with the green haired woman, though something or someone was moving on the bed, covered by sheets.
“You see, Cheese Sandwich. Your ex-girlfriend is a woman so beautiful, and so random, that she was able to reform a sinister, lecherous man called Discord, turning him towards a new leaf.” She noticed that Cheese recognized that name. “Indeed, the powerful and famous master of pranks and chaos has been reduced to being little more than a puppy with a crush. If it serves to comfort you slightly, your ex-girlfriend remained untouched and pure until about a month ago, when she gave herself willingly and completely to him. After that as you know better than anyone else, your store was purchased and she broke with you.”
“Unfortunately, their whole lovely adventure leaves us with two problems. On one hand, you were ditched by a girl that obviously was your whole world. On the other hand, we are short of a teammate, one particularly gifted with charisma. I think I have the solution for both of our problems.” Having said that, she lifted the sheets on the bed in a single movement.
What Cheese saw then made his heart pause for an instant. There was Coco Pommel, squirming on the bed. She was clad in only a very small pink bra and panties, arms and legs bound behind her with dark ropes. In such a position, her bosom was thrust outward, and it seemed like the underwear would burst under the strain of her breasts. Her head was adorned with silly looking pony ears, attached to some form of diadem or headphones.
Cheese and Coco had met a few years back and both were of the same age. In the high school graduation of Pinkie Pie and her friends, the two of them were present, and just like Cheese gave Pinkie his favorite Boneless toy that day, Coco gave a beautiful rainbow colored thread to Rarity. Back then he talked a little with Coco, she was beautiful and nice, but of course he only had eyes for Pinkie Pie that night. They remained friends since then, and Coco always had a silly goofy grin on her face when they met.
Coco perked up when the sheets were removed, and then flushed when she saw it was Cheese. Surprise and embarrassment were covered up as she giggled weakly. “Good evening, Cheese Sandwich,” she greeted in a shaky voice. Seeing him was honestly a shock to her, yet she beamed up at him, obviously not scared or worried with the situation at hand.
“You see little Cheese, someone told us that Coco had this powerful crush on you. And since she was so sad that you only had eyes for Pinkie Pie, we decided to help her a little.” The Queen was whispering on his ear.
“She came here for a job as a fashion designer, and for a couple of weeks already we have been educating her in a new role in life. But fear not, she has remained pure only for you. What we gathered on the other hand was very juicy information. She not only has a crush on you, she completely adores you, and wishes to be closer with you. It was just that she knew you loved someone else, and she was too shy to admit her feelings. At any rate, her shyness will be overridden by the brainwashing. And your shyness is being erased by the drugs we injected to you.” Chrysalis said all that while in a whisper, perhaps intent on not being heard by Coco. At the same time, she slowly softened the ropes binding Cheese arms.
Coco kept her smile and said, “Chrysalis told me to be like this because it’ll look nice.” She made it sound like that made it okay. Cheese gave a sideways glance to the woman he now supposed was named Chrysalis. “I didn’t know that you were Mistress Chrysalis’s student too.” Coco added.
-Why the hell did she have to take this so casually?- Cheese sighed and approached her to try and help her out, trying not to notice how her breasts were nearly spilling from the too small bra cups. Before he could take his third steps, slender arms roamed to his front, enclosing him in an insistent hold.
Chrysalis’s breath could be felt on the side of his neck when she purred sexily. “Doesn’t she just look so nice there, Cheese? Prepared and ready for you.” She planted a soft kiss at the base of his neck, knowing how much it would affect him. Slowly, her hand slipped down and fumbled a bit with the button of Cheese’s pants.
Coco tensed when Cheese was nudged nearer to her. Having his intense gaze fixed on her, she flushed until her face looked like a tomato with eyes. She swallowed hard, trying not to get lost in his stare. Curious about the male body, she coyly let her eyes wander down to the front of his pants. She went redder and immediately looked away when she saw a shaft straining against the jeans. If it was anyone else, however, she would’ve protested. Her thighs shifted somewhat as an unfamiliar heat ignited in her stomach.
Under Chrysalis’s guidance, Cheese was brought to his knees in front of Coco, who was trying to look other way. Chrysalis was not so under-spoken, crawling out from behind Cheese to slowly embrace Coco; she purposely slipped an arm underneath the bound girl breasts to emphasize their mass. “What are you waiting for, Cheese? Coco’s waiting,” she told him, a hand tracing the underside of the younger girl’s tits.
Coco yelped lightly when Chrysalis’s fingers tugged down one of her bra cups. The mound of flesh popped into view, jiggling gratefully after being smothered for so long. The nipple had already hardened from her aroused state, begging for attention. Chrysalis simply taunted the girl, tracing the areola ever so lightly, making Coco squirm while biting back a sound of pleasure.
Cheese’s was trembling as he finally broke his arms free from the rope and removed the gag on his mouth. He reached halfway out and noticed how Coco froze up. -Was she really so uncomfortable?- He snapped out of his lust driven attack and looked at Chrysalis. “I… shouldn’t be doing this.” he told her, retracting his hand.
“Wait!” The volume of her own voice startled Coco; even Chrysalis was surprised that she was the one to protest. Recoiling somewhat, Coco looked off to the side. “It’s all right, Cheese Sandwich…” Her blue eyes glanced up at him, and she murmured, “If it’s you, the man I desire…” She didn’t need to say anything else; it was written all over her face.
Cheese was at a loss from this revelation. Chrysalis had said something about the full extent of her feelings, but hearing from her own mouth that she was okay with it made a huge difference for him. Much to Chrysalis’s delight, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against Coco’s, surprising her from the suddenness of it. After the initial shock, she kissed back, tongues willingly dancing against one another.
Chrysalis moved her palms to curve around Coco’s breasts. One was already exposed, so that nipple was rewarded with tender strokes. The other steadily was brought into view, and Cheese had to sit back and watch, panting from the kiss he shared with Coco. The bound girl simply looked down and stared as Chrysalis exposed the fullness of her chest; even if she wanted to protest, there wasn’t much she could do with ropes restricting her arm and leg movement. Therefore, she looked at the bright side of the situation: her breasts were no longer squeezed by the considerably small bra.
Cupping a hand beneath Coco’s right mound, Chrysalis offered it to Cheese. She told him once again to not keep the poor girl waiting, and he decided not to hesitate or second-guess himself a moment longer; his hand took the place of Chrysalis’s to support the supple flesh and his lips captured the rosy bud. In response to this, Coco gasped sharply and held her breath, not taking her unblinking eyes from the sight of her secret-crush suckling on her breast.
Not being one to be left out, Chrysalis assaulted the other breast after mercifully removing the bra entirely from Coco’s chest, biting at the hardened nipple first before slipping her lips over it. She loved how the cute girl made her sounds of pleasure: restraining herself as much as possible, like she was offending someone with the noise. Chrysalis flicked her tongue rapidly over the captured tit prior to nipping at it; Coco jumped a bit in response, a movement that made her chest jiggle a little against the two faces pressed against her.
Cheese was being tender. Unlike the lusty mistress, he made the strokes of his tongue soft and long. He felt the burning need to be inside of her. The throbbing in his pants had become a nuisance, and he had to relieve the uncomfortable pressure.
While one hand still held up her mammary, his other hand went to his zipper and tugged it down. His boxers were now the only thing causing him discomfort, and he moved to pull it over his eager erection. Chrysalis disappeared from sight and moved behind of Cheese. He glanced around a moment before he dropped forward, plunging in between Coco’s soft breasts, finding himself suddenly caught again with his arms bound with rope. This time the hold was much stronger and wouldn’t be broken with sheer will.
“What are you doing?” he shouted at her. With some effort, he managed to pull himself up to sit on his haunches. The so called mistress just smirked at him a while longer and tauntingly ran her tongue over the curve of Coco’s left bosom. The utter sensuality of it was enough to cause Cheese’s cock to jerk eagerly. Still, the matter at hand was his restricted arms. He fought against the ropes and found his efforts futile. He demanded that Chrysalis release him, but she silenced him with the slightest touch of her fingertip on his lips.
With Cheese quelled for the moment, Chrysalis addressed Coco, helping her sit up. “Coco, is time for you to be a good girl and give a nice treat to your beloved Cheese.” Chrysalis whispered as she let out the younger girl hands free. When their gazes locked, the mature woman licked the pad of Coco’s middle finger before directing it elsewhere.
Cheese gulped when Coco’s fingers touched the rim of his boxers. Chrysalis released the girl’s hand to let her explore on her own. He wanted to tell her to stop, but he didn’t think he could lie that well. With bated breath, he watched on as she caressed him through the boxers.
“Reach in,” Chrysalis told her, idly stroking Coco’s thighs while her chin rested on her shoulder. Her eyes stayed locked on the fingers nervously touching the shaft underneath the boxers.
Steeling herself for what was about to come next, Coco held her breath, kept her gaze unwavering, and slipped her hand into Cheese’s underwear. The young man shuddered at the feeling when he was grasped and exposed for the women to see. Now witnessing it firsthand, Coco took a sharp inhale, blushing immensely; she had yet to let go of the cock. “It’s big,” she exclaimed; Cheese flushed modestly. Dazedly, her fingers drifted away from the shaft of pulsating muscle. She was not used to matters like these and didn’t know where to go from here. That was where Chrysalis came in, taking the wavering hand in her own and placing it back on Cheese’s cock with a firmer grip. Concern flooded Coco’s eyes as she looked back at the older woman and organizer of this perverted session. “Mistress Chrysalis?”
“Just stroke it,” Chrysalis told her, slowly gliding Coco’s hand up and down the erection. The devilish gleam in her eyes caught Cheese’s attention. “He will like it if you play with the head… like this.” She showed Coco just what she was talking about when her thumb went to the slit and rubbed it; some pre-cum rewarded the motion and made the crown of the penis shimmer.
Coco was now the sole holder of Cheese’s penis after Chrysalis drew away to watch her progress. There wasn’t any doubt that she wasn’t very good at this, for the cock was angled this way and that when she lost her rhythm; not that he complained. Several times, she did as Chrysalis instructed her and caressed the tip of his penis in a manner that made her seem like she was doing a chore. Chrysalis told her to loosen up and to have fun; Coco tried, but was still clumsy sometimes.
Clapping hands brought attention to Chrysalis, who was acting like a teacher trying to get her class simmered down. “Very well,” she said to Coco. “You shall take a break, which means that Cheese can get to work.” Coco felt the bindings around her ankles vanish. Following Chrysalis’s instructions, she moved her legs in front of her; Chrysalis positioned them correctly: bent upward and spread apart. Her sex would’ve been shamefully on display had she not been wearing panties, but Chrysalis quickly discarded those, slipping them down Coco’s shapely legs until they were completely off.
Coco swallowed hard and looked down at her completely naked body. Her nether lips glistened with arousal, puffy and quivering in anticipation. Skillfully, Chrysalis’s fingers traveled to that area and stroked her lovingly. Biting the corner of her bottom lip, Coco squeaked a little. Chrysalis then used two fingers to spread her pussy for Cheese to see; the cock bobbed appreciatively, and if Chrysalis hadn’t known any better, she would’ve believed that he would’ve lost control and doused Coco with cum without any contact.
“I think it’s time for you to earn Coco’s attention, Cheese,” she told him. Without any tact in her voice, she bluntly said, “Eat her out.”
“What?” Coco suddenly struggled at the request. Her breasts swayed during her vain wriggling. All the better, Chrysalis thought; this would work Cheese up even more. “Cheese Sandwich, you can’t…!” She realized that whatever qualms she had with him tending to her pussy would be ignored, for the lust-driven boy was already bending over at the waist to get to her crotch.
Shivers shot up her spine when his lips brushed against that pearl of nerves. He gave his attention to it, suckling sweetly on it and flicking his tongue viciously. In a matter of seconds, he had the cute girl moaning and thrashing. Her thighs clamped on either side of his head, but he didn’t mind. His hands were kept behind him but he didn’t need them. He drank from Coco like a cat from a saucer of milk. Impulsively, she grabbed Cheese’s head and urged him closer to her crotch, begging him not to stop.
Chrysalis found pleasure in just watching, as she had done many times while looking at similar demonstrations. She caressed her own breasts, toying with her hardened nipples. Watching Cheese devour Coco’s cunt, she moaned and suckled on her finger as though it were a cock. That finger, now coated with saliva, circled one nipple, and then traveled down further until she slipped it within herself. Definitely not as satisfying as the real thing, she thought as she glanced at what she could of Cheese’s cock, but the night was still young.
“Cheese Sandwich!” The name was repeated over and over by the delighted Coco. Her hips bucked against him of their own accord, demanding satisfaction. He wasn’t about to let her down and whipped his tongue wildly against the folds of her sex. His tongue eventually squirmed its way inside of her, which made her jump on her ass. The orgasms Chrysalis had bestowed upon her previously could hardly rival the building climax of this one.
Chrysalis’s mouth dawned on her left nipple, adding to the bonfire of pleasure. Coco wasn’t at all prepared for this and could only watch as her body was ravaged by two people at the same time. Her tit was bitten and licked while Cheese ate her vagina eagerly; it was enough to drive the sweet girl mad. And thus, she could not hold on any longer. Shuddering and crying, she came, releasing all the pleasure that had built up on Cheese’s tongue. He lapped at her juices as they flowed from her contracting tunnel. Coco screwed her eyes shut and thrashed against the bondage, sobbing Cheese’s name. Chrysalis petted her vagina a while longer to prolong the experience. Her middle finger shoved into the undulating passage of Coco’s pussy.
The space in front of Coco was drenched in her fluids, making her blush profusely. Seeing Cheese’s lips and chin covered in the same substance made her turn even redder. “Sorry, Cheese Sandwich,” she panted, unable to look him in the eye anymore.
Cheese could only chuckle at her bashfulness; coming this far, and still having some problems with intimacy. Leaning over as much as he could without losing balance, he managed to swiftly kiss her lips, leaving her body’s taste on them; she timidly ran her tongue out to capture the flavor.
“Well done, Cheese,” congratulated Chrysalis, patting him on the back. She looked at Coco and said, “It’s time to repay the debt, Coco.” She reached down and tugged Cheese’s pants and boxers further down so that all of his cock could be revealed to the blue haired girl.
She gave Coco a wicked smirk as her legs parted. “Cheese is a little tired to go on,” she mused. “Why don’t we get him back in the mood, Coco?”
“Uh, right,” Coco agreed without even knowing to what. The back of her head was grabbed in the next instant, and immediately, she was faced with Chrysalis’s eager vagina. Coco wasn’t about to protest, however; her ‘mistress’ had been kind, after all, instructing her in the ways of pleasure. Now she could return the favor. Without the slightest hesitance, she began to lick the pinkish folds of Chrysalis’s sex.
Chrysalis shifted slightly with a slight sigh of pleasure. “Good girl,” she murmured. She glanced over at Cheese. He was barely able to turn his head to watch this erotic display. That was good; he should be raring to go in a few minutes.
Coco found some delight in this, other than Chrysalis’s growing moans of pleasure. Apparently she actually enjoyed eating another woman’s pussy. Remembering how she herself was devoured by Cheese, she constantly licked the sensitive spot at the top of the vagina. Chrysalis was much more used to the sensation and didn’t lose control like Coco had. Even as Coco’s tongue penetrated her and vigorously massaged her walls, she didn’t do much other than sway her hips a little.
Despite her lack of reactions, Chrysalis thoroughly loved the way Coco’s tongue doted on her. The inexperienced girl incorporated her entire mouth to generate different pleasures. Her teeth would sometimes scrape against the clit, or her lips would mesh against the labia in a sloppy kiss. She worked at it for several minutes, exciting Chrysalis with every passing second.
“You should take a good look at your little girl, Cheese,” Chrysalis half-moaned as she looked over at the boy. He was sitting up now, fully recovered and mildly stroking his now-hard cock at the sight. He didn’t take his eyes away from the sight of Coco diving into his mentor’s pussy. “She’s quite a quick learner when it comes to eating a woman out.”
Coco had listened to Chrysalis’s words and was quite flattered. It helped her eagerness, and she began anew with fervor. When Chrysalis’s hips began to roll against her face, she could only assume that she was near completion. She had thought that she would be able to satisfy Chrysalis, but she was pulled away and flipped onto her back in the next second; she hadn’t even the time to retract her tongue as Cheese forced her legs apart.
“Cheese Sandwich?” She was startled to see him absolutely naked, sitting between her legs. When he directed his erection to her sopping wet hole, she had to protest. “Wait, Cheese Sandwich! I think it’s too big!” She couldn’t reach him, though. He was too far gone in a haze of lust, though he had enough sense not to just shove himself entirely into her. She screamed when he finally pierced her, wedging into her, parting her virgin walls with his tool. When he broke through her hymen, she yelped and jerked against Cheese, eyes watering with pain. Only Cheese’s lips sealing hers calmed her for the moment. He still moved into her until he was fully sheathed, but he did it slowly, gently; at least that side of him didn’t vanish along with his senses.
The utter tightness of her, being the both of them virgins, was pleasure enough. He buried his face in the crook of her shoulder, panting heavily. Her fingernails dug and raked across his back, but he didn’t mind. He let her pain be shared with him, just as their pleasure was.
He adjusted himself a little, and then the pace began. Coco was rocked with his short thrusts, the pain slowly being eased. When it was gone, she let him know by loosening her hold on him. She grunted and squealed as Cheese fucked her, the entirety of his meat slipping in and out of her slippery channel. His name became the only word in her vocabulary as his tempo increased.
Cheese, being the random lively man that he was by sheer nature, altered their stances at regular intervals to find which one Coco would find most suitable. Different sounds came from her every time they changed. Sounds resembling shameful pleasure originated from her throat when he brought her on all fours and fucked her from behind. Watching her light blue hair flow wildly was most enjoyable, but Cheese had to find the perfect position for them.
Eventually, they found the perfect spot, one where Coco could learn by doing. She was on top, straddling him and bouncing on his lap. The rapturous smile on her face and the eagerness of her downward thrusts told him that she preferred this best of all. He liked it as well, for it gave him full access to her cute, bouncy tits.
-But where was Chrysalis in all this?- That was what Cheese thought when he saw her smug face pop up above Coco, smiling devilishly. When Coco paused in her bounces as though something startled her on the ass, Cheese knew what was going to happen; his hands clamped on her waist and pulled her all the way down on him. Coco, helpless between the two persons, was forced to bend forward, her ass jutting outward to Chrysalis and her purple phallic strap-on.
The mistress produced a bottle of lube and poured the contents down the crevice of Coco’s butt, being sure to smear it well over the puckered hole. “Mistress Chrysalis!” cried Coco. “What are you doing?!”
“Getting you ready,” the woman replied sultrily as she finished prepping Coco’s back entrance. “It would hurt without some lubrication.” She stuck her tongue out of the side of her mouth as if she was working on some delicate process when she oiled up her appendage. “This dildo is a little special. It’s from the Research and Development center here in the Disc World store.” She winked at Cheese from over Coco’s shoulder. At last, despite Coco’s nervous protests, she pressed forward, breasts molding into the girl’s back, and aligned the head of the phallus with her anus. “The best part is, during the climax, it will release synthetic semen so you can enjoy the feeling of it filling your ass.”
“No, don’t!” Coco should’ve learned by now that she couldn’t sway the decisions of her mistress. The tip pressed hard against the ring of muscle, and she pushed back with her bound hands to try to get Chrysalis away from her, but it was futile. She tensed when her body was invaded in such a private area. “It hurts!”
“You’re unbelievably tight, Coco. I don’t think I’d be able to fit inside without the lubricant,” she groaned before she was fully sheathed in Coco.
Tears were running from Coco’s eyes. She hadn’t expected to be taking two cocks in her at the same time. It felt weird, unnatural even. Still, Chrysalis had not led her astray, and with a little willpower, she could ignore the pain for a time. Cheese, eyes flooding with concern asked her if she was all right. Nodding, she began to rock her hips again, this time at a careful pace, as Chrysalis’s penis did cause more discomfort. The lubricant did seem to help the passage, but it couldn’t be relied on.
Though, with some getting used to it, Coco found that pleasure could be found in anal sex. When both of her holes had been stretched enough, she began to move with the same enthusiasm before. She had committed her body to the absolute pleasure of Chrysalis and Cheese, wanting them to be satisfied rather than herself. She called their names one right after the other, telling them how good they felt inside of her, how nicely they filled her. Her dirty talk excited Cheese further.
“Your ass is wonderful, Coco! It’s squeezing down so hard, I can barely move in you!” The fake penis expelled hot shots of blue fluid resembling the thickness of semen into Coco’s rectum, allowing the girl to feel the warmth of it spread through her. Spent, Chrysalis extracted herself and let the two lovebirds continue.
Coco fell against Cheese and cried out as she came. Her inner walls contracted around Cheese, and she forced herself onto his lap. “Cum in me, Cheese Sandwich!” she begged him. She slid her hips up until he almost popped out of her, and then drove right back down.
This was done over three more times before he cussed in a hiss when he finally came. Bursts of white goo exploded into Coco’s womb, coating everything in white before inevitably spilling out from the sheer quantity. Coco’s convulsing walls milked every last drop of burning seed from his pulsing erection.
After what seemed like hours of cumming, he was done. His cock deflated in her and slipped from her body, uncorking a torrent of cum from her. Coco, breathless, rolled off of Cheese to stare at the ceiling. The mind of the young man was a storm of ideas. -What had he just done? Where would he and Coco go from here? What of Chrysalis and the other two men?-
Stretching out after a short rest, Chrysalis stood up from the bed. “Coco Pommel is already in our hands. If you wish to protect her I would suggest you to join us. That way only you will be allowed to touch her.” In the blink of an eye, she was clothed. “Become one of us, and you will be able to spend the rest of your days with her.” Casually, she walked to the door and left the room.
Both Coco and Cheese sat up together. Confused, she looked at her dreary lover for an answer. He smiled weakly and shrugged. “I’ll protect you Coco, no matter what,” he said with a prideful voice. He yawned and lay back again. “Better rest up while you can,” he mumbled. “There’s no telling when she’ll be back…”
Taking his advice, Coco Pommel nodded and cuddled up with Cheese Sandwich.
“Are you sure this was a good idea Chrysalis? Those two seems to be very close to each other. I still think he will follow Discord steps and try to escape with her.” His voice was concerned and worried.
“My dear Tirek, you are not very good at reading people.” The woman let out an evil laugh. “Thankfully for both of us, that’s my specialty and not yours. Discord was a mad, evil being that after giving himself to his deepest carnal desires, became a nice person thanks to the love of a girl as random as him. Cheese Sandwich on the other hand was a repressed individual, after giving himself to his lust, he is going to fall lower and lower in depravity. Believe me, in a few short weeks, he will be so enticed by the pleasure he can get here, that he is never going to consider escaping.”
Cheese Sandwich was pleased with his life.
That was something he repeated in his mind almost every day. He had a fantastic job that paid enormous quantities of cash, was extremely easy and allowed him to meet lots of beautiful ladies. He was popular and well respected in the Canterlot society. He was able to host massive extraordinary parties for everyone to attend.
And for the last 6 months he had the most wonderful girlfriend, Coco Pommel who was his completely devoted sexual slave.
Cheese Sandwich was pondering about life blessings in his office when a knock on the door snapped him out of his thoughts. “Come on in.” he exclaimed to the person outside his office, who most likely was a secretary.
A blonde gorgeous girl with slightly crossed eyes opened the beautiful wooden door with trembling hands and peeked inside the room. “Mr. Sandwich, sir, a lady called Miss Polomare is in the waiting room right now. She is asking for the fashion consultant job.” The girl was wearing a pair of six-inch-heels which accentuated her long legs perfectly and they made her barely covered bum look perfect. The bimbo airhead look that she had constantly on her face was only increased by the nipples poking desperately against the soft fabric of her top.
“I’ll be there in a few minutes, entertain her somehow until I arrive, Derpy sweetheart” Cheese smiled to the receptionist “I have something I need to finish here first.” Without saying another word, Derpy Hooves closed the door and left, leaving behind her the clicking sound of her heels.
“You heard that, Coco? Your old boss is making us a visit. I bet she will love to join you in your current duties.” Cheese Sandwich separated his chair from the desk, and applied some pressure to the neck of the naked girl kneeling before him, pulling her face towards his crotch. -Power corrupts,- he thought, -but it feels very good,- his thought continued, when he felt her tongue licking along his shaft.
Cheese Sandwich showed his appreciation by patting Coco on her head, telling her how satisfied he was with her work. “I am indeed so pleased with you, that as a bonus, I will fuck your tits today.” Her programming was so perfect, that it didn’t dawn to Coco that he would fuck her boobs for his sole pleasure alone and not hers. “Open your tits for me, Coco.” he ordered the girl, who, being endlessly grateful to receive such a bonus, eagerly grabbed her boobs from both side and bent forward to engulf his dick in between her globes of flesh.
Looking at him with her best sultry smile, she nevertheless felt the need to express her feelings. “Sir, I really like fucking you, and I’m eager to pleasure you with my tits or cunt, but I am no slut. I would appreciate, if you could treat me with some respect, sir.”
-What the hell was the bitch talking about? This outburst of independent thinking definitely called for strong measures- Cheese Sandwich retired his member from her reach. “Coco, I think, it’s time we study the basics again. First, you will never question me again. In fact, you’ll happily absorb everything I say and will do, whatever I tell you to. Second, it arouses you beyond anything you ever experienced, when I’m mean to you, verbally and physically. You might not like it rationally, but you will find that your own libido will betray you to a point, where humiliation and physical pain will become aphrodisiacs to you.”
Then he looked down on her with a grin. “Listen, babe. I don’t want to waste my time with some stuck-up bitch, who tells me what to do and not to do. And even now, as I talk to you, you already have your hooters around my pole and are tit-fucking me like a street-whore.” He grinned inwardly, when he saw her shudder with each abuse. “You look pretty much like a slut to me. I mean, how would you call yourself, cunt?” Coco gasped at the last word, realizing that Cheese Sandwich was absolutely right. She might not have liked it on a rational level, but her body cried out what she was.
Her transformation into a slut was complete. But Cheese needed to take the next step. “Coco, you hadn’t noticed until today, but you realize now, that you are property, MY property, to be used like I use my accordion or my prank toys. I own you like a piece of furniture. And from this day on, I will treat you accordingly. You have no rights to your own. I have all the rights, to do with you as I like, because I am your master and you are my slave. You feel, that you are such a lucky slave, to have me as your owner, and you will serve and worship me, with all your heart.”
Coco Pommel totally absorbed her new personality. If there was one thing, that was crystal clear to her, it was the fact, that Cheese Sandwich owned her. She was his slave and toy, and this thought made her so happy, she thought her heart would burst. She would love, honor and worship this god-like man, with every fiber of her body and soul. Grabbing her hair, he pulled her up to her feet. She was barely able to stand, so weak she felt in his presence. With a hard push to her tits, he shoved her back down onto her desk.
“Tell me, toy,” he ordered her, “tell me, how you feel about your new role in life. Tell me all about your likes and dislikes.”
Coco nearly fainted, being allowed to express her feelings for her owner. “Oh my beloved Master, I’ve never been happier in my life. I worship you from the bottom of my soul, and I only have one desire. It’s the sole purpose of my life and the reason for my existence: I am your subservient slave and toy, who loves you and lives to serve you in every imaginable way. I want you, to draw pleasure from my body, however you like. Use me for your satisfaction and convenience. As for my dislikes, I don’t have any. How could I, being allowed to serve you as your totally devoted slave and toy?”
Cheese Sandwich slapped her ass, “Well slut, that was a good start. I would love to fuck you there in the desk, but I have to check on your Suri friend. Get ready to give her the appropriate welcome.” He left her there while he fixed his suit and tie on the mirror behind his desk.
Yes. Cheese Sandwich was pleased with his life.
Fluttershy knew she was a traffic stopper. She knew her overly sensual body would allow her to seduce and control every fool on the streets if she wanted to. She knew most men and many women would pour entire fortunes for having the slightest chance at fucking her.
But most of all, Fluttershy knew that for Discord, she would always be second best.
Walking as she was right then on the streets, she thought about the past few months in which she had started a three way relationship with Discord and Pinkie Pie. She did her best to hid her jealousy and resentment with fake smiles and happy words, even if deep inside, she wished nothing more than surpass Pinkie Pie on Discord eyes. With each passing month though, she started to realize that nothing she could do would change the situation. With that in mind, she decided to change her approach. If she couldn’t increase her position towards Discord, then she would dilute Pinkie’s. And she knew exactly who could help her doing that.
Her plan was dangerous, and she was not sure in the least the results would actually benefit her. But, her love, devotion and affection for Discord made her try. Discord deserved more, deserved the best, and she was going to give it to him, even if he did not know it yet. Breathing deeply, she entered the place she was looking for. Canterlot High School, and more precisely, the principal office.
The woman sitting on the desk left the papers she was reading and looked at the girl entering her office. It just took her a few seconds to recognize her. “Oh good heaven, Fluttershy! So much time without seeing you my dear! I knew you had become a nurse, but look at yourself, you have grown so much since your graduation.”
“Thank you very much, Principal Celestia.” Fluttershy striked her one of her signature shy but happy smiles. “I can’t say the same for you though; I can’t see a single extra day on you. You look as good as ever.”
It was true of course. While Principal Celestia was most likely in the 40s already, she still had a rocking body. Right then she was wearing a figure-hugging pin-striped skirt, combined with a blouse that had a little flashy zebra-print on it. She wore no stockings or pantyhose and her feet were clad in five-inch sandals. Everyone was able to see that nature had blessed her with a very curvy body. For the professional look, she wore some modest make-up, and her multicolored hair was done up in a bun. Fluttershy was looking at a woman that looked professional and hot, both at the same time.
“You flatter this old lady.” Celestia said, blushing slightly, but obviously pleased with the compliment. “And well, what can I do for one of my best students today?” Celestia asked her with motherly pride and affection.
Fluttershy started playing with her hair. It looked as if she was having a hard time coming with the courage to talk. “Well, you see, I have been working on something. It is a special set of earphones that I would like to use on some of the patients at the hospital where I work to make their stay more comfortable. But I still have to be sure if it works with everyone. I am so ashamed, but could you help me with a little test try? Please?”
Celestia smiled at her ex-student. “Of course my dear. Knowing you, I’m sure your gadget will work perfectly. What do I need to do?”
Fluttershy exhaled loudly, seemingly relaxed at last. Without being able to hold a smirk, she opened her bag and rummaged for something. “Thank you so much, Miss Celestia. Don’t worry all you need to do is to” she finally found what she was looking for, “put this on your head, and set the buds inside your ears”.
Celestia took the object on her hands and looked at it. It seemed like an ordinary diadem, with two pony like ears on top and tow little ear buds at the sides. The Principal did exactly as Fluttershy told her, setting the diadem firmly on her head but couldn’t hear or feel anything from it. “Alright, now what is the next step?”
“Alright, now I’m going to switch it on, you might feel a very slight sting.” Fluttershy pulled a remote from the bag –I knew borrowing one of this from the Disc World Store would prove useful some day, the information I gave them about Cheese and Coco was well worth it-
Just as he pressed one of the buttons in the controller on her hand, Fluttershy told her former mentor “Now, Principal, let’s begin your new life. I'm sure you will be thankful for this.”
Having no time to process what her former student had just said, the last thing Celestia noticed before blacking out was a devious grin on Fluttershy face.
The phone rang. “Hello?” “Mrs. Pie?”
Pinkie Pie instantly recognized the plumber voice. “Oh, hello Mr. Discord,” she replied.
Discord heard the anticipation in her voice. “Mrs. Pie, sorry to disturb you on Sunday. I’m in your part of town, and I was wondering if I could pay you a short visit, just to see if everything works as it should.”
“Oh, I’d be pleased to see you.” Pinkie felt she sounded much happier than she should. “My husband is right now out of town, but I am completely free to receive you.”
If the plumber noticed the effusive tone of the housewife, he made no comment about it. “Fine then, I’ll be at your place in five minutes.”
Mrs. Pie hang up the phone and decided that she had to change. She couldn’t greet him as she was right then, dressed in only a nightie. Pinkie checked her reflection. The little pink nightie clung to her body like a second skin. It showed a lot of her long legs and her nipples were poking through the silky garment. She was a hottie, even in that boring piece from ‘Saphire Shore’s Mystery’. She hurried back into the bedroom to change; after all, she was a married woman.
She nearly ripped off her nightie and began to squeeze herself into some clothes she just recently ordered. She had to struggle quite hard to get her butt into the tight pants. The top was even worse. No matter how much she tugged at the fabric, part of her tits were always showing, either from top or from underneath. If it hadn’t been made of some stretching fabric she it wouldn’t have fitted at all. The silky material felt good against her bare body. She had to see, how she looked like in that outfit. She nearly ran to check herself in the big mirror. -This couldn’t be me, looking back!- There was a whore standing in her bedroom that looked like her.
The outfit did everything to show off every curve of her body. As far as she pulled, the top was barely able to cover her tits, stretching over her hooters, threatening to burst at every moment. Turning around Mrs. Pie saw that due to the low cut of her pants the cleft of her plot cheeks was easily visible. Her ass cheeks were molded as if to praise their round tightness. As stretched as the fabric was, each movement would cause the globes of her plot to wobble with each step in her platform-shoes. Everybody would see that she was panty less beneath. Everybody would see what a whore she was, parading around in such lewd clothes and not even wearing any underwear. Back to the front, her tits were spilling out of the top, looking like they desperately tried to break free. Her nipples stood out hard and proud, proclaiming to get noticed.
Her mind went back to the nice plumber, Mr. Discord. She would greet him dressed like a whore. -What would he think of me?- Pinkie thought. -Well, he would think that I am a hot piece of ass. Would he ogle my titties? How could he not, when I put them so openly on display?-
Mrs. Pie had just added some cute pink lipstick when the doorbell rang. She hastily ran down the stairs, her tits bouncing with every step. This caused her top to climb a little higher, showing some good amount of the underside of her ripe tits. The moment she opened the door, Mrs. Pie knew it had been the right decision to not change clothes. Mr. Discord jaw dropped and he openly looked her up and down, lecherously staring at her scantily clad hooters. “Hello Mr. Discord”, she batted her eyelashes at him, “nice to see you again. Let me lead the way.” With that Mrs. Pie turned around and walked towards the living room. She made sure to give her ass a nice wiggle. She wished to have eyes in the back but she was damn sure that he watched her wobbling ass cheeks intensely.
Having entered the living room she turned back to him. -Yes! His eyes had been on my plot!- However, now his eyes were fixed on something behind her. She turned again and saw that her floor was covered in slutty clothes. Mrs. Pie giggled. “Oopsie! What must you think of me?”
Discord smiled. “Oh, don’t worry. We all have our little secrets, don’t we? And besides, you have the body to wear such clothes.” As if to confirm it, he again ogled her from tits to toe. Pinkie was very impressed from his self-confidence. Her husband would have tried to get a discreet glimpse, but he was openly staring at her, even talking about her body.
“Oh thank you, that’s so nice of you”, she smiled at him.
Besides being extremely attractive, Mr. Discord was a very confident man, a strong man, a demanding man. A girl would have to work hard to satisfy such a domineering man like him. He would never be wrapped around a girl’s finger like her wimp of a husband. Oh no, he was a man who decided and the girl was the one to do his bidding. She had to have him. Right at that moment, Pinkie had decided that she had to have him. No, that wasn’t right. She would do everything to make him have her. Still smiling at her, Mr. Discord took a seat and continued to inspect her fabulous body.
“You want a drink?” she offered.
“If it won’t be too much of an effort from a gorgeous woman such as you, I really could use some chocolate milk.” Mrs. Pie blushed and rushed towards her kitchen. Meanwhile, Mr. Discord entered the bathroom to check the installation he had made the previous week that changed the water source of the home.
After a few of minutes, his job was finished when the housewife was back “Here’s your chocolate milk, Mr. Discord”, Pinkie had just entered the bathroom when he was finishing. She bent down, beside him, her compressed tits brushing his shoulders. Discord could feel her rock-hard nipples through his shirt. She had to be aroused beyond believe. He took the offered glass without looking at her. Mrs. Pie invited him to the couch in the living room to enjoy the drink in a more comfortable position. She sat down opposite of him, paying special attention to sit straight so he could get an unobstructed view of her protruding tits.
She had been hot the whole morning but his presence made the situation worse. She could feel her wet cunt constantly rubbing against the crotch of her pants and her nipples felt like they would stay hard for the rest of her life. She was sure that he had noticed her heat and wondered what he might think of her. He had already commented on her body. And rubbing her nipples against his body had sent electric bolts right down to her cunt. She had to do something about her growing need. “I must tell you, Mr. Discord”, she began, “I'm very pleased with the job you did on our bathroom. I have used it a lot this past week. In fact, I’ve been a very naughty girl.” She giggled.
He seemed interested. “Oh, in which way?”
Pinkie had decided she could be totally honest with him. He would understand her. “You know... Well... here I am, sitting in front of you in this dancer’s outfit I ordered yesterday... It’s just that I cannot be that well-behaved woman all the time. I continuously have to allow myself escapades into the bathroom to relieve myself.”
He smiled at her, a soft, understanding smile. “You needn’t justify yourself, Mrs. Pie. I won’t condemn you. We all need to let go sometimes.”
-He is so understanding!- “Thank you for your sympathy”, she sighed. “I don’t know why I’m telling you all this. You are a complete stranger to me...”
“Go ahead. Sometimes, talking to a stranger is a lot more easier than to people who know you. I won’t be taken aback. I promise!” He smiled at her.
Pinkie felt relieved. She could tell this man everything. “To make a long story short. This weekend, I have discovered, that I don’t like the woman I am. Deep inside me there is a dirty woman, a very dirty woman, that is desperate to break free. Do you know what I would like to do right now?”
He looked at her questioningly, but said nothing.
“I hope you won’t think bad of me, but I’d really like to sit alongside you and have you rubbing my crotch until I come.” Pinkie had lost all her shame. She spread her legs, showing him how much her cunt-juices had soaked the fabric of her pants. There was a big wet stain in her crotch and her swollen cunt-lips were plainly visible beneath the tight pants.
“Mrs. Pie... Pinkie”, he began, “as I already said, you have a wonderful and sexy body. Every man would be pleased to hear an offer like that. And I’m no exception from the rule. Come over here, I’ll be happy to make your fantasy come true.” He twinkled his eye. “I think there is no ‘dirty woman’ inside you. What is lying underneath the surface of a pure faithful housewife is a slut, a very dirty little slut. Your true self is that of a wanton harlot, a depraved whore that lives for nothing but having her nasty cunt filled.”
Every single insult, every dirty word hit Pinkie like a jackhammer. Wave after wave of cunt juice spilled out of her cunt. Pinkie felt like she was going to explode. Panting and gasping she jumped up and let herself fall beside him. She grabbed his hand and shoved it to her crotch. He leant over and began whispering into her ear. “My, my, my, you are all wet. You have totally soaked your clothes. You must be one needy bitch. What was it again, what you wanted me to do?”
Pinkie was helplessly humping her crotch against his hand, trying to apply more pressure on her pleasure center. “I want you to rub my crotch”, she managed to get out between gasps.
He grinned and began slowly circling her swollen cuntlips. “Do you really like that? I’d thought that a slut like you would prefer to have her cunt frigged like THIS!” He pressed his hand as hard as he could to her spasming cunt, his thumb pressing down hard onto her clit.
She squealed and began humping his hand like mad. It was as if she was fucking his hand. “YES! YES! YES!... Oh God!... YES! Frig my cunt!... Do it!... Harder!... HARDER!... YES!... Like that! Oh God... AAAAHHHHH!” She came with a scream that threatened to alarm the whole neighborhood. Quickly she brought her left hand to her mouth to muffle her scream while her right held his hand pushing it to her exploding cunt as hard as she could. He had only frigged her cunt through her clothes and she had come like never before. Pinkie had never thought that such an orgasm would be possible. It felt like she hadn’t lived until today. Her flushed face not only showed the intensity of her recent orgasm but also her returning shame of having behaved like a total slut.
Shyly she looked at Discord, “Oh God! I don’t know what had come over me. I’m so sorry. What must you think of me? It’s just... I’m...”
He interrupted her. “It’s just that you let out your slut-self and you had the best orgasm of your pitiful life. I frigged your dripping snatch and you came like only a slut could come. Ain’t I right?” He grinned at her.
He was absolutely right. Even now, when she was supposed to be ashamed for what she did, his dirty words were already beginning to have some effect on her. Pinkie could not believe, that she actually was starting to get aroused again. “Oh god, yes... the best ever...” she sighed.
“I bet you’d fuck everything right now, only to have another orgasm.” He said, with a cooky grin.
“Yes! Yes!” Discord moved his hand down to her crotch. Instinctively she tried to hump him. Pinkie moved her hips back down to the couch desperately looking at him. “Please! Fuck me! I need...”
Again he interrupted her. “It doesn’t matter what you need. You are a slut and as a slut it is your duty to please the needs of the one who uses you like the slut you are. Am I understood?” He sternly looked at her, teasing her with feather light strokes across her aching clit.
She shivered, his slow teasing keeping her on the edge. But she knew how right he was. Her old self would be insulted with such chauvinistic ideology. But a slut would never issue an order. She wanted to be his slut. Yes, Pinkamena Diane Pie, a married woman wanted nothing more than to be Discord’s slutty fuck-doll, a plaything for him to use and abuse. His teasing, his keeping her on the edge, denying her release was torture, yet it felt so wonderful to be at his beck and call, to have nothing to decide, to have nothing to think, to be nothing but a mess of hot quivering female flesh, totally depending on the mercy of Discord. At that moment, Pinkie Pie was prepared to do anything for him and having him doing anything to her. Pinkamena Diane Pie wanted to be his slave.
He stopped his ministrations in her crotch, getting a desperate sigh in return. “Mrs. Pie?”
She looked at him, burning with need. “Yes.”
“What about your husband Mrs. Pie? What about the man you love, treasure and are completely faithful to?” he was grinning as he slightly grazed with his hand her erogenous zones.
She humped into the air, trying to maximize the contact between her body and his hand “Fuck my husband! I don’t care about him! I’m here for you Mr. Discord… just for you! So you can fuck me! Use me anyway you want!” She was almost weeping now in frustrated lust.
With a serious expression, he started “I have no time for playing games. If you want me, it will be on my terms. If you want me, I will decide for you. You will have no say in any matter. I will fuck you whenever, wherever and however I want. You will do anything I say. To me you will be nothing but a pair of tits, a mouth, a cunt and an ass that I use for my pleasure. If it pleases me, you will do the chores in the nude. I will expose you in public. I will fuck you whether you’ll be prepared or not. You will walk the streets for me, selling your body to every male and giving me all the money. And you will get nothing in return. We both know that this is what you want. So, all I want to know right now is, if you really are willing to become my property, my slut, my personal whore and fuck-toy?”
Pinkie had been getting hotter and hotter as she listened to what lay in store for her. This was what she always had wanted to be. This wonderful man, Discord, whom she had not known before a week ago, was offering her the life of her dreams. She was ready to give in instantly but she somehow knew that she had to do it in some kind of ritual. It had to be something special, something she always would remember. So she let herself slide from the couch and knelt before him. While she spoke, she began to undress. “I, Pinkamena Diane Pie, herewith declare, that from this day on, I only exist for the pleasure of Discord, the most wonderful man in the world. Everything he says is true! Everything he does is right. I want nothing more than to be his property, his willing slut, his personal whore, his living fuck-doll.”
Having undressed completely, Pinkie had opened his shoes and had taken them off, together with his socks. Discord was wondering were this was leading to and he was more than satisfied, when she continued her sermon, showing him her servitude in a picture of total abandon. “This body,” she kissed his right foot, “is yours to use... This soul,” she kissed his left foot, “is yours to command.”
She sat back on her heels, her legs spread, hands behind her back and her head bowed. Anxiously she waited if he would accept her. Discord watched in awe. He had only messed a little with the water source of that house, in order to alter some basic desires in her mind. Declaring herself his slave had come of Pinkie’s own accord. There had to be hidden a very high submissive streak in the beautiful pink haired housewife. -Well, I can live with it- , he grinned to himself. Reaching forward he grabbed her tits and yanked her towards him until her face was only inches from his crotch. She looked up at him adoringly, keeping her position while he fumbled with his zipper and pulled out his semi-erect cock.
Seeing his wonderful tool, Pinkie nearly orgasmed. “How about you show me your devotion like a good slave?” he smiled at her. Her mouth was over his cock before he had finished his question.
Pinkie hummed a little melody while she prepared breakfast for Discord and her. Her full body was clad just in a pink thong and a top, made of some kind of net-fabric. The holes in the pink top were so wide, that her big tits were clearly visible. She could as well be naked, but as he had told her many times in the past, he liked his girl walking around in skimpy outfits. It just made them look a lot more chaotic. Fluttershy was going to miss the breakfast though. Lately her best friend seemed quite busy with some project, and the only thing Pinkie knew about it, was that it involved high school somehow.
Discord on the other hand was still sleeping. After the whole roleplay session of the previous night, the big guy was exhausted. Pinkie always found funny how tiring was for him to play the roles of mean, brutal masters. On the other hand, Pinkie Pie found extremely entertaining and refreshing to play all kind of roles on their sexual theatrics. She particularly liked all the times she played the role of a submissive nymphomaniac slut, which she played perfectly and was her favorite.
Pinkie Pie looked at the mirror on the living room not too far from the kitchen, and remembered when she wished that she could visit different worlds, to live in different universes and be different than she was. But looking back, Pinkie Pie recognized that she loved her present life, and she was for all intents and purposes, completely happy to live in the world she lived. In the world of Discord, she could be anything, she could play, she could love and she could enjoy her body to the fullest. She had no need for alternate worlds; she could play to be everything she wanted right then and there.
The saloon dancer that elopes with the chaotic cowboy.
The pure nun that gets corrupted by the demonic looking priest.
The mischievous student that seduces the much older teacher.
The proud policewoman that becomes a slave to the sinister criminal.
The brave heroine that is overpowered by the mighty dark lord.
The slave girl that is the exclusive property of the powerful sultan.
The hooker with a heart of gold that marries the proper gentleman.
The troubled patient that becomes enamored with the amoral doctor.
The demure married woman that is seduced by the handsome stranger.
The pink pony that is fucked silly by the reality warper Draconequus.
Author's Note
And that's a wrap.
