"Society frowns upon it"
"Please?"
"NO!"
"PLEEEEEEASE?"
"UGH, ok.."
"Yay!"
Muffinz then proceeded to stick 3 pencils up Lyra the Plushie's butthole, and she giggled.
"MY BUNGHOLE IS NOW A STORAGE CONTAINER FOR WRITING UTENSILS"
"Ugggh.." Muffinz groaned, but smiled like he ate the cookies from the cookie jar.
The cookie jar is probably Lyra's ass.
Anyway, they did things you don't wanna know about-most involved pencils and down under regions- and then they got on Celestia Radio and denied they had ever liked each other at all.
This is how we know them today.
~Fin.
Lyra frowned a bit and wiggled, muttering confusedly "But it still doesn't feel quite right.. It's still... itching and..umm.. throbbing"
Muffinz's eyebrow shot up. "That isn't good... lemme see.."
Muffinz stuck a pencil in and out of the butt, with Lyra yelling whenever it went in...
"OH GEEZ."
He called a doctor, who rushed over. "WHOA, GOD, WEAR SOME PANTS OR SOMETHING." He said to Lyra.
"SHUT THE HELL UP AND HELP ME!"
"OK OK"
He checked her butt, and gagged twice, and said,
"Lyra, you have a severe case of Pencil-In-The-Butthole-Itis."
"KHAAAAANNNN- Wait, I mean, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"
The doctor walked out with blindness- I mean really, who wants to see pony butthole for 10 minutes? Oh, wait, Tiarawhy and Bendyrulz, that's who- and diagnosed her with no sex for 6 days.
"Damn, what am I going to do?" Lyra humphed..
"The doctor said nothing with the butthole..." Muffinz implied sexually.
"ooohh..." Lyra said, realization dawning.
The end, young children, is too much for you to take.
~Fin.
