Chapter 2: Pinkie’s In a Jam

“What do you all have to say for yourselves?” Celestia asked, with Luna looming over her shoulder as they addressed Sunset, Trixie, and Starlight who were sitting in front of them, wearing borrowed gym clothes to cover themselves following on from the incident at the science fair.

“Well, you see-” Sunset began, before being interrupted by Trixie.

“Trixie was on track to make a great presentation for the science fair. She didn’t know, however, how the magic of Sunset and her friends would affect Trixie’s experiment,” she explained, rubbing at her arm.

“Not to mention us mixing up the various solutions on the floor of the science fair.” Starlight added, running her hand through her hair nervously.

“Well, at least your friends have recovered from their monster forms, right Sunset?” Luna asked.

“Yes, ma’am! They’re waiting outside in the clothes that you’ve lent us. And once again, we’re really sorry about how things got out of control,” Sunset replied, looking over at Trixie and Sunset as they nodded in agreement.

“If that’s all, I trust that these dangerous experiments won’t continue on school grounds, and so you are free to leave. Your detention with all of your friends will happen after school on Monday,” Celestia instructed, cleaning up the report file on her desk.

“Of course, we’ll show up!” Sunset smiled at the principals behind the desk before heading towards the office’s door.

“If Trixie must,” Trixie added with an exasperated sigh, signaling at Starlight to stand up with her.

“I’ll make sure she’ll be there,” Starlight whispered to the sisters, following Trixie and Sunset out of the door.

“Well, that was certainly an adventure for the Great and Powerful Trixie!” Trixie announced, stretching her arms out in front of her. “Trixie would be lying if she said it wasn’t halfway enjoyable.”

The girls outside of the office looked at Trixie with a confused expression, leaving Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy to chirp up.

“You mean you liked-” Fluttershy began.

“...Getting overpowered by me and Fluttershy?” Rainbow Dash finished, pointing to herself and Fluttershy. Trixie blushed, crossing her arms, the monster solution sprays in her hands.

“No, of course not! Trixie just knows how to make the best of a bad situation!” Trixie corrected defensively, throwing her spray bottles into the nearby empty trash can.

“I think what Trixie is trying to say is we forgive you all for acting wild and we hope you forgive us for experimenting on you all without taking your crazy magic into account,” Starlight explained, throwing her bottles away in the same trash can.

“Apology accepted!” Applejack said, smiling at Starlight.

“And we’re sorry for all the gooey, slimy fun we had too!” Pinkie added, bouncing next to Starlight as if she was made of rubber.

“Rarity? Are you okay?” Sunset asked, noticing that Rarity was particularly quiet following the whole ordeal.

“It’s embarrassing enough that I turned into that monstrosity. Let us never speak of it again,” Rarity commented brusquely, turning away.

“It’ll make an interesting story to tell my friends back in Equestria, at least!” Twilight smiled with a nervous chuckle. Rarity gave her a short, sharp glare, momentarily concerned about the opinion of magical ponies in a world separate from hers.

“Well don’t worry, this won’t ever happen again!” Sunset said confidently, tossing her spray bottles into the same trash can as Trixie and Starlight.

“The Great and Powerful Trixie won’t see you until Monday afternoon, girls!” Trixie announced, walking away from the group.

“Wait, what?” Rainbow Dash asked, looking at Starlight.

“We kind of all have detention because of the incident.” Starlight explained, causing Rainbow Dash to groan. “Anyway, Sunset was it?”

“Uh, yeah! What’s up?” Sunset smiled as she turned to the new girl.

“I was wondering if you could show me around here? I heard you used to be the new girl at the school?” Starlight asked, looking down at her shoes, nervously waiting for a response.

“Well…” Sunset looked over at Twilight, who seemed to be sniffing her hands before rubbing them on her loaned CHS gym shirt. “Sure, I can show you around.”

“Awesome. Hopefully, Trixie doesn’t mind too much!” Starlight quickly walked to Sunset’s side as they walked down the hall away from the six girls standing in front of the trash can. Even after experiencing such a wild event, the girls seemed transfixed at the discarded spray bottles that gave them such great changes. They briefly glimpsed at each other and then back at the bin, the silence growing heavy as they looked at the contents at the top of it, feeling their pulse quicken at the thought of transforming again.

Pinkie Pie whistled as she walked on her own up to the trash bin, digging in it and picking up the pink colored bottle that she had been exposed to from the experiment. With her finger on the trigger of the spray, she froze for a second with her other index finger on her lips. As fun as it would be to be a gooey slime girl again, she knew that being around her friends right now would mean that she would start being a crazed monster and that she would start feeling her instincts for her friends again.

Taking her finger off the spray, she quickly placed the bottle in the endless Pinkie space of her poofy hair and went along her way, waving her arms at her side as she skipped down the halls.

Coming home from school, Pinkie skipped her way into the kitchen and started to pull out various ingredients for baking. With all the craziness that happened at school, her stomach rumbled for a hunger that only pies and cakes could satisfy. Pouring in more than a cup of sugar into the bowl, she happily mixed in the butter before beating the eggs into the batter. Throwing in pinches of vanilla and other tasty spices and flavors, Pinkie dipped her pinky finger into the bowl and licked up the wet batter.

“Hmm, not bad but it needs something,” she said to herself, smacking her lips as the flavor lingered on her tongue. Grabbing the cocoa powder and the vanilla, she added more of the mix of flavors, swirling the batter in the bowl. Scooping more of the mixture on her finger, she tasted the sticky batter again, letting the flavor sink in.

“Nope, that’s not it either!” Pinkie exclaimed, starting to grab more spices, salt, and cream, starting to throw in a mishmash of everything in the kitchen. With each taste, she got the sweetness, the flavor, but there was still something that she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

Staring at her finger, her tip was shiny and slick from all the times she wrapped her tongue and slurped the batter off of it. Her mind drifted towards the faint memories of her slimy form, remembering that the spray her friends threw away was easily within her reach.

Digging her hand into her poofy, wild mane of a hairdo, Pinkie pulled out the spray bottle and looked around the kitchen. Seeing no one around, she sprayed the tip of her finger, letting the solution sink in. Closing her eyes, Pinkie felt the spray around her finger start to drip down to her palm, the pink goo starting to form on it.

“I’m sure a little goo never hurt nobody!” Pinkie said cheerfully, dipping her finger into the batter as her pink goo started to mix into the bowl. Pulling her finger out, she licked off the batter mixed with her own sticky slime, getting a rich and familiar taste in her mouth.

“Mmm! Now that’s a good taste!” Pinkie exclaimed cheerfully, finishing up her mixing as she put in the flour and baking powder. Pouring in the milk, she continued to stir the batter, getting it prepared to be placed in one of her many cake molds.

After placing the cake into the oven, Pinkie quickly grabbed one of her pie tins and another large bowl to throw in some flour and salt. Adding some butter, she stirred in the water until the mixture became a soft, doughy ball. Placing it on the cutting board, Pinkie grabbed a rolling pin and started flattening out the dough as she whistled to herself. Once the dough was flat enough, she laid the crust into the pie tin and then started on the filling.

Getting another bowl, Pinkie started throwing in several ingredients while stirring and whisking them all together until the mixture was sweet and tasty. The pie filling poured into the crust as Pinkie took a taste with her slimy finger. Generously mixing her goo into the pie, she licked up the filling for a quick test.

“Hmm, not as good as before. Better add some more!” Pinkie thought aloud, using the spray to cover her whole hand as it began to coat in pink slime, the fluid dripping into the pie filling. After mixing the pie filling with her hands, Pinkie sucked on her fingers to clean them, getting the full taste of the mixture.

“Ohhh, that’s it!” Pinkie licked her lips, savoring the flavor of her own special ingredient. Making more of the crust dough, she mixed more of her slime in on purpose as she placed the top of the pie on the crust in the tin, ready for baking.

Waiting for the pastries to finish baking, Pinkie lightly sucked on her finger as she read a cookbook for fun, occasionally drawing on the pages of her recipes, leaving damp trails over the words. The taste of her slime seemed to fill her with a soothing sensation, the sweetness from her baking mixing along with that special taste of her gooey goodness. Her lips became covered in her slime as she licked more and more at her covered hand, more and more of a mess forming in the kitchen as the slime made its mark.

Once the timer went off, Pinkie pulled the cake out from the oven and let it cool down as she began to make the icing to decorate the spongy exterior. Grabbing yet another mixing bowl, she threw in powdered sugar and butter and began to mix it around with a spoon. The slime traveled from her hand down the spoon, naturally mixing into the batter. As Pinkie added the vanilla essence and everything else she could get her hands on, the mixture grew thicker as the sweet scent filled her nose.

Finishing off with the milk, the creamy frosting stuck to the spoon as Pinkie lovingly licked and sucked up the wooden utensil. Licking her lips, something still didn’t taste right. Her eyes drifted more to the spray, as she rolled up the sleeves of her over-sized sweatshirt that she was given back at the school. Spraying more of the solution on her arms, the pink slime grew thicker as it covered even more of her. Shoving her arm into the bowl of icing, Pinkie’s eyes turned pink, glowing slightly, as the thoughts of her slimy form started to take hold.

Pulling out her icing-covered arm, she licked up and down herself as she tasted the sweet cream that covered her hand. Sucking deeply on her fingers, she moaned at the taste of the slime mixing in the cream. Once her arm was licked clean, Pinkie looked down in shock as the icing that she had just made was gone, consumed by her in a flash.

Pinkie rushed over to the pantry only to discover that she ran out of all the ingredients that she used for her baking. Slumped over the counter, she sighed as her the fluids from her arm dripped out against the hard tile. As the timer went off for the pie, Pinkie had a great idea.

“I know! I’ll go to the store and get some more ingredients!” Pinkie exclaimed, starting to run off to the store with a trail of her slime from her arms following behind her. Stopping at her porch with a gasp, she ran back to the kitchen and grabbed the pie from the oven, using her non-slimy hand to grab the hot pie tin.

“Ouch!” Pinkie shouted, throwing the hot pie on the counter. Instinctively sucking on her fingers to sooth the burn, her eyes drifted again to the spray bottle. She quickly grabbed the bottle and sprayed her hand, causing the slime to cover her skin, instantly healing the burn. Pinkie continued to suck on her fingers but more so for pleasure as she giggled. Holding the bottle in her gooey hands, she pulled off the top and poured the liquid solution on top of her, soaking through the loaned gym clothes.

“Ahhh, much better!” Pinkie said with a slow smile as the slime started to form all around her. With every inch of her soaked with the transformative solution and goo, Pinkie started to run to the store, leaving an even more prominent trail of slime behind her wherever she went.

Getting to the store, Pinkie ran up and down the aisles as the trail of slime followed behind her. Her skin continued to get more and more slick and slimy as the goo started to soak into her clothes. Holding onto her basket, she started to get more of the ingredients that she needed for her baked goods.

“Let’s see. We need milk and eggs and flour,” Pinkie said to herself as her shirt started to slip down her gooey chest, slowly revealing her bare breasts. A concerned mother covered the eyes of her young boy before ushering him away from the slimegirl.

“Oopsie!” Pinkie giggled, putting the milk in the basket and making no effort to pull back up her sleeves. Sliding over to the eggs, her shorts started to slip down as her slick slit between her legs flashed at the man sorting through the cheeses. His cheeks blushed before he turned away, trying not to look at the indecent Pinkie.

“Hey! You know where I can find some flour?” Pinkie asked the man, nibbling on the tip of her gooey finger.

“Uh, aisle seven.” The man answered, not making eye contact with her.

“Thanks!” Pinkie giggled some more before putting away a carton of eggs in her basket and running off to the aisle mentioned to her. As she was making her way through the store, her eyes caught an aisle that was shining and glimmering under the supermarket lights. She turned to fully look at it, realizing that she was looking down the aisle filled with a wide variety of jams, jellies and other gooey liquids used for food products. Pinkie’s eyes lit up as she beamed and jumped up, letting her gooey clothes slip right off.

Running her hands on top of all the jars of marmalade, Pinkie let out a soft moan as she felt at peace with all of the sweet and sticky substances by her side. She started putting jars of the jams and jellies into her basket as she panted, running her hand down her naked, slick body. Licking her lips, she opened one of the jars of apple-flavored jam and placed it on the shelf, dipped her finger inside.

“Oooh… that’s a nice jelly,” Pinkie commented, pulling her gooey finger out and sucking off of the jam as her free hand started to rub at her slick, dripping slit between her slimy legs. Closing her eyes, she picked up the jar and ran her tongue along the edge of it, tasting the apple jam direct from the source. Her fingers slipped inside of her sticky opening, as she started to pleasure herself, the aroma of the jelly right under her nose driving her on.

“Ah, yeah, more! I need more!” Pinkie moaned, pouring the jam on her body with her free hand, rubbing it into her chest. Pumping her fingers into herself, she started to feel a hard, gooey shaft push and grow against her palm. With a mouth full of apple jam, Pinkie giggled as she started to stroke at her slimy member, remembering her slimegirl instincts.

“Mmm, this is much more fun!” Pinkie shouted in pleasure, opening a bottle of syrup as she squirted the bottle, smearing it all over her face, licking her lips clean as the goo mixed with the new contents. Her shaft throbbed as she continued to stroke herself, falling down in the puddle of slime that her body was trailing along the supermarket floor without any pain.

Pinkie moaned loudly as she poured strawberry jam onto her face, letting the tip of her member spurt out her hot love jelly all over her stomach and chest. Dropping the jar, the glass shattered next to her as she panted in the sticky mess on the floor. A store associate turned the corner to investigate the sound, seeing the naked, gooey girl effectively passed out on the floor.

“Yeah, we need a cleanup on aisle eight,” he called into the radio as he went over to the barely conscious Pinkie. As he poked her jelly-like shoulder, Pinkie giggled deliriously before opening her eyes.

“Hi, there! Want some jelly?” Pinkie asked, scooping up the mess of jam on the floor to offer to the worker.

“Miss, I need to you to leave the store!” The associate pushed away her hand, causing the slimy mixture to spill out of her hand. Pinkie’s eyes opened wide before jumping up and looking around frantically.

“My cakes!” Pinkie shouted, grabbing the basket of jellies and jams and running out of the store, leaving the second trail of slime behind her.

“You need to pay for those!” The associate shouted as his co-worker came around the corner with a mop and bucket, ready to clean up the spill.

Pinkie’s speed started to reduce as she approached her home, feeling more in tune with her slimy thoughts and instincts. As much as she tried to rush home, she started to move slower until her pace was like a slug moving along the sidewalk. She gritted her teeth to move as fast as possible, trying to reach the front door of the house, panting with effort.

Finally grabbing the doorknob, she opened the door and fell inside the doorway, feeling the soft carpet on the floor. Inching more into the home, Pinkie’s eyes trailed to the basket of mostly intact jars of jams, syrups, kinds of honey and jelly as her shaft began to harden underneath her. Turning onto her back, she crept more into the house, using her gooey legs to push the door closed behind her.

“Home at last.” Pinkie said calmly and slowly, no longer giggling. Her mind slowed down as she slowed reached for the jam in the basket. Opening the jar, she started to pour the honey onto her chest, rubbing it into her goo. Moaning softly, her free hand began stroking her rod as she became more and more aroused.

Opening another jar, Pinkie slipped her tongue slowly into the goop, taking in the flavor of the cherry jelly. She rubbed faster at her shaft as it became harder and less gooey, feeling only the slickness of her hands against her member. Dropping the open jar and rolling it across the floor on its side as some of the jelly spilled onto the floor, Pinkie slithered slowly against the floor, licking at her breasts held up in one of her palms with a goopy tongue.

As soon as the jar was at her waist, she carefully directed her shaft into the half-full jar of cherry jelly and pushed it into the slimy food. Pinkie moaned louder but slower, starting to thrust into the open jelly.

“Oooh… jelly.” Pinkie smiled slowly, lolling her tongue out as she opened another jar, spilling the marmalade out into her lap. Rubbing her hand into the jelly from the thrusting jar, she slowly sucked on her fingers to get a taste of the delicious mixture. Her shaft pushed deeper into the jelly, as she felt the cold preserves rub tightly against her rod.

Slowly running a hand back down her slick body, she opened up another bottle of syrup before slipping her fingers into her rear, starting to push deep into her. Moaning again, Pinkie poured the bottle of syrup with her free hand onto her face as she became at peace with the slimy substances, making a big mess on the floor of her living room. Her member pulsed against the jelly as her body began to tingle, as she felt her gooey fingers push deeper inside her rear.

“Ahhh… my hot jelly!” Pinkie shouted slowly, letting her member spurt her sticky goo into the jar of jelly, licking up the fluids on her face. Panting softly, she slowly pulled her fingers out of her rear and started to suck on their tips, getting the best amount of flavor from her sticky, gooey juices.

Satisfied with her mess, Pinkie closed her eyes as the open jars rolled away from her, losing herself to the world in her jelly-based pleasure.

Author's Note

Sorry for the long wait for such a short chapter! I promise that the next chapter with Rarity will be worth it!