“Thanks for letting me in, Twilight!” Pinkie bounced inside the adult section of the library in Twilight’s new castle.
In stark contrast to the typical boring environment that a library usually was, this room was very different. Thick, plushy red cushions lined one half of the room, complete with a low coffee table sitting in the center of the room. A dark red carpet, as soft as could be, covered the entire floor from wall to wall. Bookshelves that only rose up to her muzzle lined the other half of the wall. The room was lit by several enchanted candles that glowed without flickering, the light more than enough to let the occupant of the room read comfortably.
“No problem! Just knock three times on the wall when you’re ready to be let out. I’ll be reorganizing a lot of books out here, so I won’t be far!” Twilight blushed, biting her bottom lip. Her ears flicked back as she glanced away, rubbing her foreleg with a hoof. “Oh, and Pinkie? If all you want to do is have a little private reading time, do not touch the book that’s open on the farthest bookshelf, okay? Repeat what I just said, please.”
“Don’t touch the open book if I just want to read your saucy romance books, got it!”
“But if you’re here to get some... relief away from the Cakes, and feel comfortable with... oh, you’ll see if you touch the book. It...” Twilight drew out the word as she glanced away again. “Feels really good. And when I say really good, I mean really good.” Licking her lips, she looked back up at Pinkie. “Trust me when I say that the magic contained within the book is very exotic. I know it’s been a while since you’ve been around this part of the library, so it’s unlike anything you’ve ever experienced in there.” She clamped her tail in between her hind legs as memories of what had happened in there slid into her mind. In and out, in and out... she thought. I really should go back in for another few orgasms tonight after I finish my project... “Imagine a tender lover who knows everything there is to know about sex, and then double that. It’s that good, really.”
“Okay!” Pinkie bounced up and down in place, a wide grin on her face. Pinkie Pie knew exactly what she was going to do after Twilight locked her in.
She was going to touch that book.
The last thing she saw before the door was sealed was Twilight grinning sheepishly at her. The door morphed back into the wall, making it seem like there was never one there to begin with, leaving her all alone with Twilight’s large collection of saucy novels that she so loved to bury her muzzle into.
“Now, what’s a lonely mare to do?” she asked herself, staring at Twilight’s collection of adult novels. She walked up to the first shelf and looked for something that’d pique her interest, and after a few moments, she saw a faint pulsing light out of the corner of her eye. “Oh yeah, that’s right!” Twilight said there was a neat book in here!” Pinkie Pie bounced across the room and stood in front of a large and dusty open book. She peered down, trying to make out the text on the pages, but it was all in a language she didn’t recognize. “Huh... I think this is the book she was talking about, so...” With a sly grin, Pinkie Pie poked the bottom of the page. A bright flash of light blinded her, making her take a few steps back. She tripped and fell onto her butt, landing on the many cushions on that side of the room. Her head felt like she had just spun around in place at least thirty times, so she lay down on her side as she slowly regained her bearings.
When she finally pushed herself up, she looked down and saw a cute pair of purple bikini panties surrounding her crotch. They had Twilight’s cutie mark emblazoned on the front, right above her clitoris. She poked the soft panties with a hoof, wondering exactly how they appeared on her. She pushed herself up against the wall, and as she spread her hind legs, she felt a sole drop of arousal slip from her puffy folds only to be soaked up by the panties. “Woah...” she muttered, feeling the panties grow a little tighter. As she watched, a small purple light started to glow right at her entrance. Spotting a small mirror dotted with spots of dry liquid laying next to her, she grabbed it with her tail and held it between her hind legs, wondering what the heck was going on.
Before she could get it in the right position, she heard a faint humming as she felt a magical force appear in the crotch of the panties. She clenched her legs shut as she gasped in both surprise and pleasure. As her left hind leg started to twitch, she felt two small slippery tendrils brush against both her labia and rear entrance at the same time. Part of her wanted to take the panties off to see what was happening down there, but decided against it. Closing her eyes, she made herself comfortable on the cushions as she felt a third tendril appear. Knowing the mirror was of no use, she tossed it aside.
The tentacle felt wondrously warm, just like the other two. Pinkie spread her hind legs and flicked her tail off to the side. She felt the tentacles excrete a slippery and warm liquid from their tips as they slid across her vulva, matting her fur. Unbeknownst to her, that liquid was a strong, fast-acting aphrodisiac that made their victims feel as if they were in heat. If a stallion happened to be wearing the same set of panties, they’d be made to feel extremely horny, akin to a mare in heat, but worse.
Even though it was the middle of winter, her pussy warmed up until it felt like she was in the middle of her estrus season. She groaned from the increased stimulation. She saw the outline of her labia through the panties, getting wetter by the second. Last summer had been her worst, for she’d gotten so desperate for relief that she’d fucked the wooden posts on the foot of her bed until she’d brought herself to several consecutive orgasms. Even though she had felt like passing out, the heat in her core had still remained, keeping her awake for most of the night as she struggled to not jump the first stallion she came across.
Now, she felt as if it was getting even worse, though thankfully, she had a few new friends to help take care of her needs.
As two of the tentacles spread her labia wide, Pinkie felt the third one poke against her entrance a few times, as if making sure that it was the right hole. Before she could even let loose a soft moan, the small tip of the tentacle slipped inside of her with little resistance, wriggling about as it pushed inside until it found her G-spot. It stopped for a moment, then angled itself upward, insistently rubbing against her pleasure point.
“Nngggh...” Pinkie moaned rather loudly as she clamped her legs together again. The tentacles holding her labia apart pressed together, making them lose their grip on her folds. As she started to pant softly, she felt another one of the tentacles push its way inside of her pussy. It slid in and out of her beneath the first tentacle, fucking her oh-so-gently in a way that a tender and caring lover would do, just like Twilight had told her. Though while the tentacles lacked the girth of a stallion’s thick, meaty cock, they more than made up for it by their actions.
“Gee, I kinda wish they were bigger... It’s been too long since I’ve gotten off without using my hoovsies!” Pinkie said with a light giggle. As soon as she was finished speaking, both of the tentacles within her pussy thickened, growing in size with each passing second until she clamped down on them. Much to her surprise, they stopped growing. “Neato! They can hear me!” Pinkie said with glee. She rolled over onto her stomach, then pushed her hind legs beneath her. Shoving her panty-clad butt up into the air, she flicked her tail out of the way as the tentacles in her velvety tunnel wrapped around each other, forming a single, thick tendril.
Pinkie bit down on a cushion as the last tentacle squirmed against her tight entrance, excreting more of its slippery liquid as it struggled to join its brethren. She took a few deep breaths, then let her pussy’s muscles relax. Moments later, the last tentacle slid inside of her with enough force to make her head bump against the cushioned wall. “Hey, take it easy, okay?” she asked, speaking through the pillow. Pinkie wiggled her butt in the air as she clamped down on the tentacles over and over, getting used to their size. “So... wanna keep going again? I was just kidding about taking it easy; I love it rough!”
She felt the bigger tentacles push all the way inside of her, brushing against her depths as if they were seeing just how far they could go. The smaller, third tentacle wove its way up to her G-spot and angled itself in a way that would let the other tentacles fuck her without hindrance. It squirted copious amounts of liquid inside of her, coating the others in its goo. Pinkie felt a little bit slip past her tight entrance, leaking into the panties and seeping out the sides. As it dripped down her legs and onto the cushions, she caught some with a hoof and brought it up to her mouth. She licked it clean, and as her eyes went wide, she said, “Woah, tastes like cotton-candy!”
Before she could utter another word, the bigger tentacles slid back, almost all the way out, then rammed back inside of her relentlessly. “Ohhh!” Pinkie squealed into the pillow, praying that the room was soundproof. She felt the familiar feeling build up in her core, faster than she’d ever experienced, most likely due to the tentacles’ pre-cum. Her hind legs quickly turned to jelly as the tentacles pistoned in and out of her with wet-sounding squelches. Unable to hold herself up, she fell onto her side and lifted her right hind leg up into the air as it quickly became numb with pleasure.
Her eyes glazed over as the smaller tentacle started to slip out of her, pumping her pussy full of its aphrodisiac all the while. When it finally popped from her folds, it wrapped itself around her clitoris and teased her love button with its slippery tip, pushing her over the edge. Her right hind leg fell back down as she clamped down as hard as she could on the tentacles, and as her mind went blank, she barely noticed a rhythmic pulse coming from the thicker tentacles. She moaned softly as she squirted right into the crotch of the panties, mixing her juices with the tentacles’.
While Pinkie basked in the pleasant afterglow from her orgasm, the thicker tentacles slid all the way inside of her, brushing against her cervix. Their tips opened wide, spreading Pinkie’s pussy apart to give them the room they needed. They pushed egg after egg inside of her tight passage, the aphrodisiac completely numbing the entrance to her womb to help them complete their duty. With each egg that was pushed inside of her womb, several spurts of a different liquid was pushed inside as well. Not only was it supposed to help incubate the eggs, it also acted as an antidote to their aphrodisiac.
Pinkie Pie opened her eyes wide as she realized that she felt exceptionally full, like she’d just finished a six-course meal. While the smaller tentacle massaged her clitoris, giving her a small amount of pleasure, she glanced down at her belly, watching it as it slowly grew. “You... want me to be a mommy?” she asked softly as a small smile grew on her face. With each passing second, her stomach kept growing until it looked as if she was around four months pregnant. The tentacles slid out of her tingling pussy, then disappeared back into the panty portal from whence they came. The faint glow from the crotch of the panties faded away, leaving her panting upon Twilight’s cushions. The room reeked of sex, accentuated with the faint scent of cotton candy.
She wiped her crotch clean with a nearby cushion, then grabbed a clean one to snuggle with. The rather large bump in her belly made it hard to curl up, but she made it work. Pinkie drifted in and out of consciousness over the next hour, the warmth in her belly lulling her back to sleep each time. When she woke up once more, she pushed herself up with a groan, the extra weight making her feel a bit clumsy. Standing up all the way, she slid her front hooves around the sides of the panties and pulled them down her legs.
“Wow...” she murmured. “I wonder when I’m gonna give birth...” Pinkie held the panties up to her face as she inspected them. They looked like any other pair of normal panties, and for some reason, they were perfectly clean now. “Hm... maybe Fluttershy would know when I’m gonna lay these eggs; I should go talk to her!”
And with that thought in mind, Pinkie Pie disappeared from the library’s secret room, the panties held tightly in her hoof for future use.
“And all done!” Twilight said, wiping the sweat from her brow with a hoof. Her limbs ached, and she had a tiny headache from using her magic all day. Lifting all of those books with her magic had simply left her drained, ready for a snack and some personal, one on one time with those tentacles. “Pinkie’s been in there for a while...” she said, glancing at the entrance to the adult section. “I should probably go check on her.”
Twilight stood up and trotted towards the door, her horn already lit. With a quick spell, she pushed open the door and walked inside, letting her eyes become adjusted to the darkness. “Pinkie?” she called out, using her magic to lift up a few cushions to see if she was underneath them. With her eyebrows furrowing, she trotted across the small room and touched the book, preparing herself for the inevitable flash of bright light. When nothing happened, she felt a sinking feeling in her gut. “Uh oh... she took my panties! Who knows what she’s going to do now?”
