You Are Discordially Invited To A New Equestria

Pinkie Pie continued hopping along the maze looking for her friends, knowing the most important thing she could do right now, was to keep her spirits up. Discord may be dangerous, but if people saw that Pinkie Pie was worried then they would get even more worried. If they got more worried, then they might have trouble doing what needed to be done to beat Discord which would make Pinkie even more worried which would make it harder to beat Discord. Which would carry on in an endless cycle that would make Pinkie's friends paralyzed with worry and Discord would become unbeatable. And it would all be her fault so Pinkie knew that the most important thin was to continue being as up-beat as was possible. It was odd that as she thought that, she found a clearing decorated for a party the likes of which Pinkie would have been proud of.

Unfortunately though Pinkie heard something that her ears were always keyed to respond to: the sounds of crying. It was an odd, sounding cry to be sure. There were dozens of voices crying in a strange, echoing, synchronous sniffling but there was no mistaking that these were the sounds of many miserable ponies. Or at least Pinkie thought they were ponies until she entered the clearing where the sounds were coming from. Instead of dozens of crying, upset ponies as she was expecting, she found dozens of depressed, crying upset balloons that were shaped like ponies.

Whether it was due to their glossy, balloon faces, the tension caused by all this Discord stuff, or something else, Pinkie could honestly say that at no point in her life had she seen such a blatant and thorough display of absolute misery. To make matters even more confusing, they were standing in the midst of a very well-stocked and decorated party. Non-pony shaped balloons, streamers, punch, desserts, appetizers, some wrapped gifts, and even some party games were set up. All of it was being completely ignored though. As Pinkie bounced into the clearing she even began to hear some very happy, flank-shaking music that should make anyone happy yet the balloon-ponies remained mulling about, disinterested, and crying.

“What in Celestia has gotten into everypony? Everypony or everyballoon? Or is it every everyballoonpony?” Pinkie spent a moment to figure out how to properly address the guests until, without warning she suddenly appeared in the midst of a small group of balloon ponies holding two plates on each of her front hooves and one held by her mane, “Come on, let's party! Okay, who wants rhubarb pie!” The reaction from the surrounding balloons was turning in her direction and acknowledging her before beginning to cry somehow even harder. “No rhubarb? Okay, how about a cherry torte? Butterscotch pudding?” As they only continued to cry the frustrated Pinkie turned to a turquoise-colored balloon who was crying louder than any of the rest, “Chocolate cake? OH COME ON, NOPONY CAN TURN DOWN CHOCOLATE CAKE!” Pinkie was beginning to feel desperate and awkwardly laughed to herself in an attempt to keep the negative feelings at bay.

As if she wasn't frustrated enough, Pinkie then heard the cruel and mocking tone of Discord's condescending voice. “Wow Pinkie, for the element of laughter you don't seem able to be doing a very good job of making anyone smile. Maybe you can give up this whole happiness thing and try your luck at running a funeral parlor. Judging by your results that would be the happiest business you're qualified to be in charge of.”

Pinkie looked to the sound and simply saw a Discord-shaped balloon surrounded by balloons that looked strangely like her friends. All of them just as joyless and morose as the rest of the balloons in this place. Seeing even reproductions of her friends crying and that upset made Pinkie even more desperate. But she was hopeful too. If there was anypony that Pinkie could figure out how to make laugh, it was her friends. Happiness can spread, just get them started and maybe they can lift the spirits of the party.

Pinkie bolted to her friends at full speed but did so without thinking and tripped over one of the balloon ponies, falling into a second. Something about the way she fell felt odd, as if there was an invisible force coaxing the three together but when the three came to rest Pinkie was blushing a bit since she was in a very awkward position. One of the balloons that seemed to look more like a stallion was lying below her. Had he been a real stallion rather than a balloon, it would have been incredibly awkward since Pinkie's nethers were perfectly positioned right over where his sheathed penis would have been. That was nothing though compared to the other balloon in front of her. Pinkie's mouth was pressed quite firmly against the would-be vagina of the mare-balloon in front of her.

Feeling incredibly embarrassed and with a bright red blush in her cheeks, Pinkie tried to pull her head away from the balloon pony's private area as well as stand up but found both rather difficult. For some reason it seemed as if the mare's tale was pressing into the back of her head and trying to keep itself rubbing against her muzzle while the stallion's limbs kept getting tangled in hers and instead of getting up, she kept falling back down. Pinkie imagined to anypony that didn't know any better it must have looked like she was thrusting into the stallion and trying to get him ready for mating.

Blushing more than ever, Pinkie took a moment to calm down and try to extract herself calmly but noticed through the semi-transparent balloon-pony nearly smothering her that the balloon ponies that she could see weren't crying anymore. In fact they were smiling! Sure their smiles may have been a combination of predatory and pervy, but they were happy! She also saw Discord smiling and for a half second she felt extremely queasy and dizzy, her head throbbing but then there was a moment of clarity and she knew how to get up and get this party really going.

She waved over the balloon ponies that looked like Fluttershy and Applejack. As soon as they arrived, Pinkie roughly grabbed the yellow balloon and jammed it's face into the mare's privates to take the place of her own while grabbing the Applejack doppleganger and, while using her tail as a helicopter blade lifted herself off the stallion and slammed Applejack down where she had been.

First she grabbed balloon-Fluttershy's head and encouraged the girl to begin rubbing her mouth against the privates of the balloon she was now sitting behind. Within a little while the yellow balloon had brought it's front hooves on and was grabbing onto her lover's flanks as if trying to get a better grip. None of the balloons did anything to resist and seemed perfectly willing to do what Pinkie wanted. Soon enough the squeaking of balloons rubbing against one another was heard very clearly as Fluttershy-balloon was enthusiastically slurping at the nethers of the other balloon while AJ was hopping on the torso of her stallion friend. Thinking that a party wasn't really a “party” with only two ponies, Pinkie led Fluttershy's mare over to AJ so the two could make out, Flutterballoon obediently floating behind and continuing to service the one in front of her.

As she looked at her accomplishment, the party pony felt a great welling of pride in her stomach and a much warmer feeling coming from her pussy. Pinkie was beginning to feel a need to get herself off, but she was a party pony and with any decent host, first she had to see to her guests' pleasures. Within a couple minutes Pinkie had arranged all the balloons into various different positions and groups and to her surprise, the more perverse her imagination became the more defined and definite the genitalia of the balloon ponies became. The stallions had developed definite, well formed, and sizable penises while the mares had well-developed pussies to the point where Pinkie began to notice actual, anatomically correct features like vaginal lips and clitorises. Pinkie even swore they may have been producing lube since she could smell it everywhere. Then again it could have been her own from when she was running around and putting the balloons together in the first place. She was leaking like a faucet after all. Finally though all her partiers were taken care of and Pinkie could take care of herself.

The sound of rubber rubbing rubbing was louder and more pronounced than ever and Pinkie, who was straddling the face of a chestnut-colored mare and fellating a gray stallion who was standing on his back hooves and thrusting into her mouth while a second stallion was having his rubber cock stroked by Pinkie's mane. Soon moans and groans began to join the noise and as each balloon pony came, it popped. As each balloon popped, something also popped in Pinkie's brain. With each pop, a different way to make somepony smile either vanished or became sexualized. By the time the party was down to Pinkie and a green, unicorn-balloon that masturbated while thrusting it's horn into Pinkie's butt, the earth pony had given her mind over completely to lustful thoughts and fulfilling the sexual needs of her friends in any and every way she could think of. Unfortunately they were kind of repressed so Pinkie realized that she may need to be a little forceful...

That could wait though as this unicorn was getting close to popping, as was Pinkie. Pinkie was left disappointed though as with a moan and a pop, the unicorn vanished right before Pinkie reached climax. She lied still, frustrated and about to yell when she felt something warm on her cunt. Not even something balloon-warm or something rubbery either. Warm breath, a well-lubricated tongue and maybe even a slight hint of teeth. It was as if a real pony had taken over where the popped balloon had left off

“Applejack! What in Celestia's name are you doing?!” The last balloon had popped right before AJ and Twilight had rounded a corner and saw Pinkie alone, sweaty, and running sexual fluids onto the grass below her. Twilight was horrified, embarrassed, and confused at seeing her friend in this position while AJ simply felt bad for her needy, sexy pink friend and did what needed to be done in order to help her out.

With a smirk AJ pulled her mouth away from Pinkie's pussy and looked over at Twilight, “I'm wondering if other ponies taste as good as this. Honestly, it's like saltwater taffy. Heh, I wonder if my cunt tastes like apples.”

Hearing that Pinkie gave AJ's mouth a small smack with a hind leg and grinned, “What kind of friend would I be if I left you in the dark? Spin around and park your flank on my face and I can tell you.”

Twilight closed her eyes and turned away, desperately wanting her friends to start acting normally. “What is wrong with you two,” Twilight asked as she pulled the two apart and set them both in front of her, facing her, and standing on their feat.”

“Having a party and trying to make my friend smile,” Pinkie said while giggling and smiling as she reached into her hair and pulled out small, pink vibrator that she turned on and began teasing around Applejack's vagina. Twilight grabbed it with her mouth, tossed it into the air and
with a kick, sent it sailing somewhere deep in the maze.

“I for one am wishin' you wasn't bein' such a spoilsport. For the first time in my life I am able to be 100 percent honest with myself. Fer once I can admit my desires and all you're doing Twilight, is getting' in the way,” Applejack said, seeming to be a bit frustrated.

Twilight sighed deeply and tried to look understanding and console them both as she needed their help to save Equestria. “Look girls, I understand you feel the need to, umm, express yourselves. But there's a lot of stuff going on right now and I just don't feel it's the appropriate time to be doing that sort of stuff. Please, just control yourselves until we find the others and work out a plan to deal with Discord. Can you please, please, please do that for me?”

Applejack and Pinkie stood quietly for a moment, “I suppose Twilight, it isn't a real party with only two ponies anyways.” Pinkie turned to AJ with a sultry smile and began speaking in the most sexual tone of voice she could manage, “Besides, I bet I'm not the only one wondering what a wing rubbing against my cunny feels like.”

“So you wantin' Dashie or Fluttershy?”

Pinkie gave Applejack a light kiss on the muzzle, “Yes.”

Twilight listened and couldn't believe what she was hearing. Discord was turning their entire world upside down in ways that before today she had considered unimaginable, and the only thing her friends could think about was sex. Part of her worried that these new desires in them would actually slow the group down and for a moment Twilight considered leaving them behind so she could find the others before whatever happened to Pinkie and AJ began to twist her other friends as well. Twilight was too loyal though to do that, plus there was no telling what could happen to these two if left alone in their current mental state and she felt a need to protect them.

As Twilight led her friends further into the hedge maze, she didn't hear footsteps behind her. When Twilight turned around she saw her friends leaning against one another as Pinkie's tail was teasing AJ's pussy while Applejack's tail was doing the same to Pinkie. “Grr. Girls! Please!”

Without stopping their tail-play, Applejack and Pinkie Pie started walking and following Twilight while giggling, “Maybe when this is done she should give us a good, hard spanking...”