June 15th, XXXX,

It feels like an eternity has passed and still no sign of our boys returning home. It's so long, it's been so hard on all of us to wait for their return. I can't remember specifically what they look like, but I can recall how big and strapping they were, hard working men, sticky and just a bit salty from the hard work they put in. While they've been away we have been hard at work building once again, so that when they come home on that engorged vessel, throbbing with power and the head parting the waves into port, the first thing the boys will see after us is that perfect round structures, ready to be inhabited as new life is started.

She paused in her writing, hearing a signal sound through the streets. The button had been pressed! Repeatedly! It wasn't a drill! She closed her diary and smoothed her dress, a wonderful little number, pre-war chic, before she ran out of her apartment and headed to the streets with other females. After freshening up each month, they worked tirelessly on new batches, waiting with bated breath to see if their boys would come home so they could guide them to new life! They made it to the port and waited by the docks Muff City of , a bright light in the sky dimmed as-yes! It was the vessel! It looked so long and big! They didn't doubt that a whole bunch of sea men were coming!

She was excited as anyone else, shielding her eyes to get a better look-! Wait... something was wrong. The color... the shine... and it was...
humming? It was a decoy! Everyone cried out as they fled the docks, taking cover as what started off as subtle vibrations began to rock the city! The enemy's weapon had returned and as it swept back and forth, buildings began to collapse, pipes were burst as water sloshed onto the streets, everything getting wetter! It all built up until finally there was a great big flood! The water meant to nourish their boys wasted as it flooded out beyond the port and away to places beyond! With it's purpose fulfilled, the enemy vessel receeded, leaving the females to pick up the pieces and look to the batch they'd made, thinking that once more when that certain time of month rolled around, their hard work would be for not...

However as she went home and picked through the fallen clutter to find her diary, a resolve gripped her. In order for their boys to come...
something had to be done.

Meanwhile that morning in Ponyville City, the local milk woman was making her rounds. Daisy Jo was going at a good click down the road in her car, crates of milk in the back, ice cold and ready to be delivered. The curly haired, middle aged woman was just about to a familiar tree house when she spotted something up ahead. The brunette squinted her eyes before they snapped wide shut when she saw it was that boy with the green mohawk! Just-! Just sitting in the middle of the road and taking a nap! Daisy honked her horn, loudly and repeatedly, which seemed to wake him up but now he was just staring, wide eyed and screaming! NOT GETTING OUT OF THE WAY!

"OH DEAR GODDESS-!" cried Daisy, slamming on the brakes and trying to turn to get out of the way, a couple of loose bottles in the crates flying forward her into wind shield, shattering and spraying white all over Daisy and the inside of her car. But it was no use! Her bumper hit the boy right in the head, sending him flying right into the mail box and causing it to bend and warp from the force before Spike hit the ground, not moving.

Once the car had stopped, the hefty woman scrambled out of the car and over to the bleeding boy "Oh goddess! Oh goddess! Oh goddess! Are you still alive?!" she said, picking Spike up in her arms, panicking more when his eyes weren't opening. She reached for her cellphone in her pocket when she paused, an icky shiver running up her spine when she suddenly felt a tongue lapping at her cheek.

"Tasty... gimme more of your milk." said Spike, forehead still bleeding and starting to mix in with the milk on Daisy but the crazy boy had a grin that reallly shouldn't of been on the face of a ten year old.

Meanwhile inside the tree house, Sunset and Twilight were in the kitchen, the former pouring a bowl of cereal while the latter was having some toast and reading the morning newspaper. They didn't even blink when they heard a loud shriek from outside and the sound of a car screeching off down the street. "Finally... the milk lady is late." said Sunset, only having to wait a few more moments before Spike came in, still bleeding but with a crate of milk bottles in hand. "Thanks dude." said Sunset, reaching over as Spike passed on his way to the fridge, grabbing a bottle so she could add milk to her sugary breakfast.

However the peace would not last long as a pained scream echoed through the hallways, followed by a pained looking Celestia possessed Luna came in, knees knocked and looking red in the face. "What part of 'I have a hang over every fucking morning' don't you understand Luna?" griped Sunset, rubbing her forehead as she reached for her coffee, Twilight glancing up from her newspaper to see what was going on.

"Gone..." said Celestia, still sounding to be in pain as she lurched towards the table. "They're all gone... mine, yours, Twilight's!"

"What's gone? The last bit of your sanity?" asked Sunset, leaning back in her seat. Of course this was very bad for Celestia because she now had a full view of Sunset's morning attire, which was just a pair of sexy panties and a tight tank top.

"URGH! Just.... just leave me alone!" she cried, knowing she could just jump Sunset or the game would be up! Or would it be worth it? So worth it... with those long, smooth legs, those perky breasts!

"Don't you even think about it sister!" came Luna's sharp command, which forced Celestia turn her gaze away. And then over to Twilight, who was dressed in oh so adorable pajamas with stars on them! And just beneath was....

"Oh dear sweet me! I'm in pain!" cried Celestia, doubling over as she fell to her knees, breaking out in a sweat as the pressure increased. "WHERE ARE THE FUCKING DILDOS?!? THE VIBRATORS?! ANY FUCKING TOY?!!!!"

"Geez, calm down already." said Sunset, crossing one leg over the other as she leaned back, not knowing it was driving Celestia wild. "If you can't find a toy use your fingers. It works right in a pinch." said Sunset, smirking as she held up a hand, flexing and moving her fingers in a suggestive way.

"It-It doesn't work! No matter how hard I try-!" said Celestia, shivering and shaking, feeling the pressure build as she made herself stand up. "It's like... It's like I'm denied access!" she wailed, both hands on her forehead before she looked to Twilight, a crazed look in her eye. "I-I need help. Yes. Help. Twilight~" she said, stalking over and grabbing the young woman's hands, making Twilight jump in surprise and her eyes widen slightly. "Oh Twilight, so cute, so innocent~ You're just what I need~"

"Sister desist!" insisted Luna, gaping as she saw her hand move to caress one of Twilight's thighs, making the mage's entire face turn red. Thankfully a bowl of cereal was smashed right in Celestia's face, pushing her back and away from Twilight who gave a sigh of relief.

"Yeah, go find a hooker then. I'm so over this convo." said Sunset, stretching her arms above her head with a yawn.

"Don't you get it?!" asked Celestia, slamming her hands down on the table, not bothering to wipe the milk or cereal off of her face as she looked at the two mages. "This isn't an isolated incident! On the news, it's nationwide! Toys have gone missing, women unable to get off unless they pair with a man! And I REFUSE to touch sausage! But riots are breaking out! Frustrated women all across the country are at their wits end! High school girls can't de-stress! Women in positions of power are on edge and ready to make this country go down! And politicians can't come on time! I mean... that's normal but still!"

She paused, seeing the two mages and even Spike looking at her with a bored expression. Celestia's eyebrow twitched before she continued "In short! To be without orgasm is to be cut off from the divine! The world is in Tartarus girls when we should be able to taste Olympus! Even I as a servant of Celestia am dying! My body can't take it!" Again Celestia twitched, but this time she seemed to go off the edge as magic crackled around her "Oh goddess! I can't take it! Being here, this is hell! I'M GOING TO BLOW! I'M AT MY LIMIT! RAAAAAVEN!" she cried out before a flashing pillar of light exploded around her and once it was gone, Luna's body collapsed onto the tile floor, twitching lightly.

"... did Luna call out Celestia's assistant's name?" asked Twilight, a brow raised.

"Sounds like it..." said Sunset, watching as Luna slowly pushed herself up, blinking and seeming much more relaxed. "Feel any better?"

"Erm... I think so?" said Luna, looking down at her hands and wiggling her fingers. It seemed she had her body back for the moment, at least until her older sister had calmed down. Then through the hole that the pillar of light had shot through came a bolt of lightning, frying Spike and causing him to let out a belch of smoke before coughing up a piece of paper. Picking it up, Luna read aloud "Toy Factory. That's your cue girls, you need to head to Ponyville's adult toy factory to figure out what's going on."

"Fuck Luna is getting weird..." said Sunset, giving a light shake of her head as they drove down the highway. "I think it's a gene her and Celestia inherited..."

"Somehow I doubt what Celestia has is passed down through genetics. But I am worried about Luna. Think she's finally snapping?" asked Twilight, looking up from her book to Sunset.

"Who knows. Either way it looks like we reached the city's nethers." said Sunset, pointing to the factory that was ahead, it had a couple of small buildings with two large sphere buildings that had a long tower in between them. They ran the truck right through the chain link fence, right over the sign that labeled this as basically being owned by the resident rich man Filthy Rich. They pulled right up to the entrance, deciding, deciding the best course of action was to penetrate and conquer as per usual, but when they walked up to the front doors, they spotted a security guard there, so sticky he was stuck to the wall and passed out. Sunset caught a whiff of something and smirked "Well now, isn't that a familiar scent... reminds me of that lady's night I had with Sapphire Shores and her women back up dancers~"

"Charming." said Twilight, giving a shake of her head as she opened the double doors into the factory itself. However it seemed that the place had suffered a recent sticky flooding which looked to have been splashed just about everywhere. They stepped deeper inside, surrounded by machinery on all sides.

"Geez, talk about tight quarters." said Sunset, glancing around for whatever spirit had obviously done this.

"We'll still be able to get the job done. We're not pulling out." said Twilight.

"Girls! Intruders!" came a call from above, shadowy spirits of all sorts coming into view, looking like ghosts from the waste down but from the waste up looking like women from a bygone era of white picket fences and being a stay at home woman. "No blockers allowed!" said one woman, causing a cheer to rise up from all of the rest, the group advancing.

"So you're the cunts responsible for this..." said Sunset, crossing her arms and looking unimpressed. "You got your sticky stuff all over this place, what's up with the mess?"

"This factory should never have been erected! It's counter productive to everything we've ever worked for!" said one woman, holding up a toy before throwing it harshly to the ground. "Tricking us, thinking our boys were coming! Then nothing! And our structures are left to whither away every month! It's just the tip though!" This raised a cheer from the group of spirits, all in agreement. "Not just fake vessels but other tools as well! Others have never even seen the vessels our boys come in on! It's not right! It's why we became spirits so we can finally see our boys come home! Today the factories! And tomorrow all vessels will come pounding into the ports!"

"Hey, I like my beef as much as the next gal' but what, you're going to make sure that gets served to me every night?" deadpanned Sunset. "Newsflash I like going out for tacos more. So if you're going to try and fuck with me, then get ready to get fucked!"

"You jerk off! We'll see about that!" said one spirit, the rest growling as they circled around the two mages.

"Careful." said Twilight, taking off her stocking while Sunset got her panty gun out "It's not gonna be good if they get in your eye."

"Yeah, might burn a bit." said Sunset, smirking as she said along with Twilight "Oh pitiful spirits, lost in the darkness and born drifting between Olympus and Tartarus."

"Girls rub it out quick!" cried one of the spirits, the group suddenly all attacking at once. But Twilight and Sunset only smirked.

"You know what comes next. REPENT MOTHER FUCKERS!" In a hail of bullets and sword cuts, the spirits fell, exploding into nothing with shrieks and cries.

Which somehow was enough to make the entire factory explode. Cause explosions are cool.

August 27th, XXXX

I found my mother's old diary and I am continuing to keep the record. Bravely she went down, to make sure our boys could come. Muff City has returned to normal and the structures are ready, our boys are coming home with plenty of wood, hard and firm that can be used. Thanks to the other's spirit, our boys are coming, hard and fast, with great stamina, soon they will be here-

The alarm was raised, she stood from her desk and smoothed out her dress before running out of the apartment, other females following her to the port. There was a bright light and... yes, yes! That was the vessel! It was so big! It was spreading the waves apart and coming! It was ready to unload! They could see the first few faces of their boys and-

Wait... wait where was it going?! It was pulling out it-!

They heard a noise echoing from outside and a loud splat...

Author's Note

Greetings viewers, believe me when I say I STRUGGLED with how to handle this chapter. If you are a Panty and Stocking fan, then you know this chapter was going to be based on the Pulp Fiction episode. But obviously there were reasons as to why the adaptation would be difficult all things considered.

As you may or may not know I take the premise of the same episodes of PSG and usually follow them closely in adapting them to chapters. Unless of course changes must be made in part or entirely, but I came upon the question of how to recreate such golden perfection that was Pulp Fiction.

And then. Inspiration!

So I hope you like my spin on the adaptation and stay tuned for more fun!