Sunset and Pinkie's Kinky Fun

Chapters

Playing with Food
Stinky Pie
Ropes and Showers
Sunset's Wet Pony Play
Wet Pet Play and Pony Ride

Playing with Food

Author's Note

I think this is a fetishy branch of the "messy" side of my wam interest, like the soap/washing for the "wet" side.

Playing with Food

It was the summer following the Equestria Girls' graduation from Canterlot High. Sunset Shimmer had seemed like she'd fallen in love with Flash Sentry, but realized she really liked Pinkie Pie. When Sunset plucked up the courage to confess her feelings for Pinkie, Pinkie kissed her on the cheek.

They had been going out for quite some time, and soon they were feeling sexual attraction to each other. But Pinkie's idea of a fun time in this way, Sunset would find to be more interesting than vanilla sex.

Sunset arrived at Pinkie's house one evening. Streamers went off and balloons were in the air as though it was a big party, although the only other person in the house was Pinkie Pie, wearing a white and pink T-shirt and a short, tight pair of jean shorts. Whenever she wore these Sunset couldn't stop staring at her butt.

"Hi, Sunny!" said Pinkie excitedly. "Are you ready to see what I have in store? Are you? Are you?"

"I'm sure it will be interesting," said Sunset. "Just let me change into my pajamas first." Sunset knew Pinkie liked the way her butt looked in her pajamas even more than the jeans she was wearing now.

They were at the point that they could undress in front of each other without shame. Sunset seemed to enjoy stripping down in front of Pinkie. She did not remove her black bra and panties before putting her pajamas on.

"How do I look?" said Sunset.

"Ready to have fun!" said Pinkie.

"So, which fetish will we play out?" said Sunset, wondering whether she'd enjoy it as much as Pinkie. She hoped she would.

"First things first," said Pinkie. She pointed at the table where a small cake sat, with chocolate frosting on it. She cut the cake in two and put one half each on a different plate on two chairs close to each other. "Snack time! And don't worry about eating neatly. I'm the only other one here. Eat as messy as you want!"

Pinkie and Sunset sat down at the table. Sunset looked at the cake. It had a lot of frosting on it and a strawberry filling inside.

"Dig in, Sunny!" Pinkie started devouring the cake very messily with her hands, not caring how much frosting she got on herself.

Sunset chuckled a bit, and picked up a piece of cake with both hands and stuffed it into her mouth. A bit of the filling and frosting dripped onto her shirt, but she didn't mind. She began to eat faster and messier, finishing about a minute after Pinkie did.

"Was that delicious or what?" said Pinkie. Her arms, legs, shirt, and shorts had bits of chocolate frosting and strawberry filling on them, as did Sunset's pajamas.

"It sure was," said Sunset. "What now?"

"I baked a few more cakes, but not for eating. Well, not yet anyway!" Pinkie took two similar chocolate cakes off the table and set them down on the floor.

"What are we going to do with them?" said Sunset, with a feeling of excitement because she knew this would be interesting.

"We're gonna sit on them!"

Sunset had never sat on a cake before. The thought of it intrigued her. It would be pretty messy, but Pinkie seemed to like it, and she hadn't exactly disliked eating the cake in a messy way. Pinkie hadn't even forced her to, she did it on her own.

Pinkie sat on one of the cakes, which squished under her butt. Sunset could feel herself getting aroused. Pinkie wiggled her butt against the cake for a few seconds, before she stood up. She turned around so that Sunset could see the brown spot on her rear.

"Wanna try it?" said Pinkie, slapping her frosting-covered butt.

Sunset turned around, her heart beating rapidly, and sat on the other cake. She could feel the wet, squishy feeling under her butt, which felt weird, but she liked it. After a few seconds, she remembered what Pinkie had done, and wiggled her butt against the squished cake under her. She liked this feeling too.

She remained in a sitting position for longer than Pinkie Pie had, and then she stood up. She turned around so Pinkie could see the state of her behind.

Pinkie giggled. "You look like you soiled yourself!"

Sunset chuckled. "So do you. That was pretty fun."

"In that case, I can't wait to do the next part! It's not as fun if I'm the only one there."

"Ooh, what is it?"

"Get down on your knees and face away from me."

Sunset did so, her heart pounding with anticipation and curiosity as to what would come next.

Pinkie took one of two blueberry pies with whip cream on top, quietly tiptoed behind Sunset, and smashed the pie in her butt.

Sunset squealed in surprise. Then she laughed. "I should have seen that coming."

Pinkie rubbed the pie in Sunset's tush for a while, and Sunset moaned with pleasure. Then Pinkie stopped. "Now do it to me!"

Sunset stood up and found the other pie on the counter while Pinkie got on all fours. Sunset smashed the pie in Pinkie's rear end, and Pinkie let out a squeal that could have either been the sudden wet impact, or out of pleasure.

"You really like this, don't you?" said Sunset, rubbing the pie against Pinkie's butt until the back of her shorts was saturated.

"Yep! Sploshing's really fun!"

"Sploshing?"

"That's what rubbing food on your body is called."

"I think it's really fun, too."

"Ooh! I just thought of something else that I couldn't exactly do on my own."

"What?"

"Let's lick all the frosting and whip cream off each other!"

"Good idea! Can I go first?"

"Sure!"

Pinkie stayed in her current position as Sunset licked Pinkie's butt. The fabric of her jean shorts would have felt harder when dry, but being covered in frosting and whip cream it was very soft. Sunset enjoyed the taste, and also felt aroused by the fact that she was licking Pinkie's butt.

Pinkie was really enjoying this, too.

Sunset wasn't one for licking the anus, but Pinkie's shorts acted as a shield from it.

When Sunset was done, the back of Pinkie's shorts was wet and sticky but most of the frosting and whip cream was gone.

"My turn!" said Pinkie. "Wait, hold on a second." Pinkie grabbed a can of whip cream and sprayed it down her shorts. She sat down, feeling it squish under her with a squelching noise. Pinkie giggled, then put some pieces of the cakes and pies down her shorts as well. "Now I'm ready!"

Sunset got down on all fours, and Pinkie licked Sunset's butt furiously.

"Ooh," said Sunset, who wasn't expecting Pinkie to lick faster than her. But, she should have expected it. She was Pinkie Pie.

The fabric of Sunset's pajamas was smooth even if it wasn't covered in frosting and whip cream.

In about half the time it took Sunset, Pinkie finished licking Sunset's rear mostly clean. Once she was done, Sunset took the whip cream and sprayed it down her pants, and she and Pinkie sat down, enjoying the squishing feeling under them.

"That was..." said Sunset. "I never knew it could be so much fun."

"I don't do it a whole lot," said Pinkie. "But every once and a while is fun!"

"I can really see why you're into this."

They stood up and rubbed their butts against each other. Then they walked into the shower, not bothering to undress. They scrubbed each other clean with soap, taking extra time on each other's butts. Then they stepped out of the shower and took turns blow drying each other. Once they were mostly dry, they watched a movie, and then climbed into bed and fell asleep.

Stinky Pie

Pinkie Pie woke up the next morning. She looked beside her. Sunset Shimmer was still asleep. Pinkie giggled a bit, and let out a loud fart.

Sunset woke up. "What happened?" She sniffed. "And what's that smell?"

"That was me!" Pinkie giggled.

Sunset laughed. She and Pinkie had been farting in front of each other for a while now. Sunset thought farts were funny, though she didn't make fart jokes in front of any of the other girls except Rainbow Dash. But ever since seeing Pinkie fart more around her, she was sure she was getting a fart fetish. She had told Pinkie this, and Pinkie said she didn't feel the same way but she thought they were hilarious all the same, and resolved to fart in front of Sunset as much as possible. Once, when having a major gas attack, Pinkie had held it in while running all the way to Sunset's house just to let her hear the tremendous flurry of explosive farts.

"Hey, Pinkie," said Sunset. "I was wondering... I've always wanted to try something, and I think it wouldn't be too much of a problem for me."

"What is it?" Pinkie was excited to hear what Sunset had in mind.

"I've... always wanted to smell bad." Sunset blushed a little. "Not wash for about a week or so, and wear the same outfit every day, and not wash it or my pajamas. I'm pretty sure where I work they won't notice it, and as for when we're hanging out with our friends... well, I can come up with something."

"Ooh! That sounds like fun! I'll do it too!"

"What about the bakery?"

"When I'm working there, I'll wear my dress and spray it with lots of perfume that smells like cake frosting. That way they'll smell frosting instead of me!"

Sunset giggled. "But what about the outfit you want to smell bad?"

"That'll be the outfit I'm wearing now, and I'll wear it when I'm not at work or hanging with our friends! In case you haven't noticed, I wear these to sleep too."

Sunset slapped Pinkie's butt playfully. "Then let's get started."

...

Pinkie and Sunset did not wash or shower for the next eight days. Sunset did not wash her teal tank top, jeans, or pajamas, and Pinkie did not wash her white and pink T-shirt or jean shorts, which she slept in. They didn't change or wash underwear either.

True to her word, Pinkie wore her dress at work and around their friends, sprayed with cake frosting scented perfume to mask her smell. Of course, Sunset had nothing to hide the way she smelled to her friends.

"Phew," said Applejack as she got close enough to Sunset to get a whiff of her on the fifth day. "You smell real bad, girl."

Sunset blushed. "I know. It's something I've kind of always wanted to try, and Pinkie likes me that way."

"Don't feel bad, sugarcube. There's times ah've gone for days without washin'."

They had to get close to her to smell her, and Rarity, while disgusted when she got her first whiff of Sunset, countered this by wearing more perfume.

...

On the eighth day, Pinkie and Sunset met up at Pinkie's house for another session. They both enjoyed the dirtiness of being smelly girls, and they also liked smelling each other in this state.

They had their dinner and drank some soda. Then it was time for the fun to begin.

"I know the sploshing was fun, but can we stay like this a few more days?" said Pinkie. "This is just as fun for me!"

"I'm up for smelling bad as long as you are," said Sunset. First she changed out of her stinky tank top and jeans and into her equally stinky pajamas. "So, the usual?"

"Can I rub first?"

"Go ahead. Wait, you have to spank me first."

"Oopsie! Silly me!"

Pinkie sat on a chair and Sunset went over her lap. Pinkie raised her hand and slapped Sunset's butt. Each swat stung but Sunset enjoyed it thoroughly.

After ten swats, Pinkie stopped. Sunset got off and got down on all fours, rubbing her butt.

"Hey, I'm supposed to be rubbing your tushie!" Pinkie giggled as she got behind Sunset and began caressing her rear in her hands as though it was bread dough, which Pinkie had a lot of experience with. This made the butt massage all the more enjoyable for Sunset, and her butt was as soft as bread dough.

As Pinkie rubbed Sunset's rear end, she sniffed it up close. It smelled like eight days of sweat. Pinkie sighed in satisfaction.

After two minutes, Sunset farted loudly. She giggled.

"Excuse me. You rubbing my butt forced that out."

Pinkie giggled, patted Sunset's butt lightly, and rubbed harder.

After a few more minutes, Pinkie stopped, and let Sunset take her turn.

"This is for making me fart," joked Sunset, and she slapped Pinkie's butt as hard as she could. She knew Pinkie liked to be spanked hard. Pinkie kicked her legs and screamed, but did both playfully, and Sunset knew it.

After spanking her ten times, Sunset let her get on her knees, and started to rub Pinkie's butt. Pinkie giggled, enjoying the feeling, and feeling the pain in her rear melt away.

Sunset sniffed Pinkie's tush. "Phew. Your butt smells awful."

Pinkie giggled again. "If you think it smelled bad now, get a load of this!"

PPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!

Pinkie giggled as she released a loud, high-pitched fart in Sunset's face.

Sunset giggled, feeling more aroused than before.

"That doesn't smell much worse than you already do," said Sunset.

"Neither did your farts," said Pinkie. She farted again and giggled. "Looks like those beans made me gassy!"

"You're not the only one." Sunset let out a deeper-pitched fart of her own as she continued to rub Pinkie's stinky rear end.

Once Pinkie's butt massage was done, Sunset sniffed Pinkie's butt deeply.

Pinkie suddenly sat on Sunset's head. Sunset let out muffled screams, but only because she knew it was more fun for Pinkie to hear a reminder that her girlfriend's head was stuck under her foul-smelling behind.

Then Pinkie farted loudly. Sunset kicked her legs, but enjoyed every second of this, and the muffled sounds she made were moans of pleasure.

Pinkie stood up and laid down on the floor. "Your turn, Sunny!"

Sunset sat on Pinkie's face. Pinkie could feel Sunset's soft, massive butt against her face, and could smell it. Pinkie kicked her legs in the air and made muffled sounds because she thought it was fun to pretend. She let out a few farts as she did so, but Sunset didn't fart on her. She wasn't quite as gassy as Pinkie.

After about a minute, Sunset stood up, and she and Pinkie took turns sniffing each other's armpits.

"Phew, your armpit smells worse than your farts," said Sunset.

Pinkie sniffed Sunset's armpit again. "Wait." She backed away a little and lifted her leg, letting out a short but loud fart. She sniffed the air around her, and then sniffed Sunset's armpits. "Yep, your armpits smell worse than my farts too!"

They giggled.

"I bet my feet smell just as bad," said Sunset.

"One way to find out!" said Pinkie.

The two smelly girls sat down and removed their socks and shoes. Pinkie sniffed Sunset's feet. "PU! You're not kidding. Your feet smell REALLY bad!" Pinkie took Sunset's foot and sniffed it up close, playing around with her toes. Sunset wondered whether Pinkie had a foot fetish.

Next it was Sunset's turn to sniff Pinkie's stinky feet. She took a deep whiff of her foot and sighed. Then she held her foot in place and started to tickle it.

Pinkie laughed, accidentally farting a few times. Sunset tickled harder, and Pinkie laughed harder.

Sunset licked Pinkie's foot, enjoying the taste of her stinky feet. Sunset was sure she had a fetish for smelly feet, but she wasn't sure if it was just the smelly part she was really interested in.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! SUNNY, STOP! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Once she finished licking, Sunset let Pinkie catch her breath, and then started to tickle with her fingers again.

Pinkie laughed so hard she peed a little. She pulled her foot free of Sunset, stood up, and ran to the bathroom. She leaked into her white panties one more time before she got her shorts down, and Sunset could hear her pee splashing into the toilet. When Pinkie flushed and exited the bathroom, her shorts were a bit damp at the crotch.

"Sorry, Pinkie," said Sunset.

"It's all right," said Pinkie cheerfully. "I could stay in these all night!"

And that's exactly what she did.

Author's Note

I was going to put a part at the end of the fourth paragraph about Sunset wetting her jeans from laughing at Pinkie farting, but decided it would be too stretchy even by my standards.

Ropes and Showers

It had been a few days since Sunset and Pinkie had wet themselves, played in the mud, and then taken their bath. They had decided to take a long break from smelling bad, leaving more room for sploshing.

And then Pinkie came to Sunset with another idea.

"I heard about this bondage fetish where they tie you up, and I thought, wouldn't it be super-duper amazing if you did that to me?"

"If you want."

"And you can do whatever you want to me. You know the drill by now."

It was a hot day so they drank lots of soda. Pinkie drank twice as much as Sunset. Then Sunset took some ropes and tied Pinkie's hands behind her back, and her feet together. She set her into a sitting position.

"One of these days you should try being in these positions," said Pinkie.

"Are you getting tired of it?" said Sunset.

"No, it's so fun that I feel like you're missing out!" Pinkie giggled.

"You sitting on my face, farting on me, and spanking me is good enough for me."

"Ooh! I've been such a naughty girl!"

Taking the hint, Sunset put Pinkie in a position so her rear end was in the air. Pinkie farted loudly before Sunset began spanking her.

After the usual ten swats, Sunset rubbed Pinkie's butt. Pinkie let out moans of pleasure - and a few farts.

Once Sunset was done rubbing Pinkie's butt, she set Pinkie back into sitting position, and they waited. Pinkie struggled against her ropes, trying to get free of them, but she couldn't. Not that she actually wanted to get free. The fact that she couldn't made it all the more enjoyable for her.

Occasionally Pinkie would talk casually to Sunset, and sometimes she would fart, usually laying down with both her legs in the air. After a particularly loud or long fart, Sunset would slap Pinkie's butt, then get her back into a sitting position.

After about an hour, Pinkie felt an intense urge to pee.

"I gotta go pee!"

"Just hold it," said Sunset, and Pinkie tried her hardest not to giggle.

She fidgeted hard, unable to hold herself or even cross her legs.

"I REALLY need to go!" said Pinkie after about twenty minutes.

Sunset was waiting for Pinkie's second statement. She could tell Pinkie was desperate to pee. She slowly walked over to her, grabbed her feet by the ropes with one hand, and started tickling her with her other hand.

Pinkie squirmed harder as she laughed. "Hahahahahaha! Stop! I'm gonna... Hahahahahahaha!"

In seconds, Pinkie was flooding her jean shorts, and a puddle rapidly grew around her. Sunset didn't stop tickling, and Pinkie couldn't stop peeing.

After about a minute, Pinkie finished wetting herself, and Sunset stopped tickling her about 30 seconds after. Sunset sat on Pinkie's head. Pinkie squirmed some more, but they both knew she liked this. Sunset farted loudly in Pinkie's face, and another muffled scream was heard, which Sunset was pretty sure was laughter.

Sunset stood up and gave Pinkie a wedgie, slapping her soaking wet underwear (which was the same color as her hair this time) against her butt. Then she spanked her again and rubbed her butt again. Pinkie couldn't help but giggle as Sunset put her back into a sitting position.

Sitting in her puddle, Pinkie let out a sputtering wet fart, which was followed by many more just like it.

After a particularly sloppy wet fart, Pinkie said "Uh-oh! Can you check to see if I made a mess?"

Sunset got Pinkie on all fours and examined her butt, feeling it with both hands and sniffing. She did this a little longer than she needed to, and Pinkie didn't mind one bit.

"No, that was just a fart."

"Oh. Okay then! Can I have a drink?"

"Would you like three big drinks?"

"I'd love it!"

Sunset gave Pinkie three big bottles of soda to drink.

"That reminds me, I need to pee too." Sunset walked over Pinkie so she was between her legs.

"Are you-"

Sunset started to pee through her gray shorts all over Pinkie. Pinkie let out another moan of pleasure. When Sunset was finished, Pinkie was completely soaked, and the puddle around her was bigger.

She lay in this state for another hour before she said "I have to pee again!"

"You know what to do," said Sunset.

Pinkie held it, fidgeting for as long as she could. Sunset decided to not tickle her this time, she'd let her experience the full feeling of relief.

After another ten minutes, Pinkie leaked a little into her shorts. She continued to hold it as long as possible, but she leaked again, and her leaks became longer and more frequent.

Then came a leak she couldn't stop. Pinkie started to pee uncontrollably in her already-wet shorts.

Sunset had previously wondered slightly whether she was being mean by making Pinkie wet herself all the time. But hearing Pinkie's sigh of relief and pleasure reassured her that Pinkie was enjoying it as much as her. Maybe even more.

Pinkie loved the feeling of relief after being so desperate to pee, and the warm wetness soaking her shorts and pooling around her butt, warming the smelly puddle she was in.

"Ahhhh, that's better," said Pinkie once she was done peeing.

"I think you need a bath now," said Sunset.

"Not yet! I need a spanking!"

Sunset sat in Pinkie's puddle to spank her, and after the butt massage that came after, Sunset untied Pinkie. "How about we take that bath now?"

"Nah, I kinda feel more like a shower."

"Sounds good to me."

...

Pinkie was awoken at 6:00 in the morning the next day by Sunset farting in her sleep. Sunset was wearing her pajamas, which she had changed into after her shower with Pinkie. Pinkie had merely blow dried her wet outfit, which, after her shower, no longer smelled of pee.

Speaking of which, Pinkie felt she needed to pee really badly. And she had a sneaky idea about what to do.

Pinkie tiptoed out of bed, took a bowl out of the cupboard, filled it with warm water, and put Sunset's hand in it.

A soft hissing sound was heard as Sunset started to pee in her pajamas, and the sheets around her became wet. Pinkie couldn't keep herself from giggling.

Once Sunset was done wetting the bed, Pinkie climbed back into bed and released the contents of her own bladder into her shorts, wetting the bed further. Then she went back to sleep.

Sunset awoke an hour later. She felt her pajama pants. They were wet. Sunset blushed lightly. She couldn't believe she had wet the bed. But at the same time, she felt a naughty pleasure at involuntarily wetting herself.

She sat in her wet pajamas until Pinkie woke up. She farted loudly and turned around. "Hey Sunny." She looked at Sunset's wet pants and giggled.

"I'm so sorry I wet your bed," said Sunset.

"Don't be," said Pinkie. "I made you wet the bed, and I did it too!" She pulled back her sheets to reveal her wet shorts.

Sunset chuckled. "Good one, Pinkie Pie!"

They laughed and stepped into the bathroom to wash up.

Sunset's Wet Pony Play

Author's Note

I couldn't resist another chapter that put Sunset in pony position this time, seeing as how she was originally a pony. Sorry if the quality's lower.

Sunset's Wet Pony Play

Sunset was really excited as she was on her way to Pinkie's house for another session. As much pleasure as Sunset had gotten out of riding Pinkie like a pony, she wanted Pinkie to ride her now. She knew she was a pony and that it was not unusual for others to ride her, but she was used to being a human and seeing humans ride horses. Furthermore, she enjoyed riding Pinkie Pie like a pony, and could tell how much Pinkie enjoyed her part of it. After their latest pony play a few days ago, Sunset had gotten curious and asked that she be the pony next time. She worried that Pinkie would be disappointed, but Pinkie was excited to try something new.

Sunset was wearing a black tank top and a short, tight pair of jean shorts today, not unlike Pinkie's.

She knocked on the door, and Pinkie answered immediately, wearing her usual summer outfit for their sessions.

"Hi Sunny! Ready to have some fun!"

"You bet."

They first ate one can of beans each, and drank a lot of soda from Pinkie's massive stash. Sunset drank four cans of soda and two glasses of water, and Pinkie drank ten cans, spilling a little down her front.

"Now, time to go for a pony ride!" said Pinkie.

They walked outside, and Sunset got down on all fours. Pinkie hopped on her back. "Giddy up, Sunny!" Pinkie slapped Sunset's butt.

Sunset started to walk on all fours, and Pinkie enjoyed the ride.

"Remember," Sunset said quietly to Pinkie. "No matter how badly I have to go, don't let me unless I say 'Cherry Changa.'"

"Okey dokey lokey!" said Pinkie cheerfully.

They walked through the park. Anyone who saw them was only slightly surprised that they had switched places this time, as if it was Opposites Day.

Then, as they were walking into the trees, Sunset let out a loud fart.

FFFFFFRRRRRRT!

Pinkie laughed, and Sunset giggled a little. Then Pinkie lifted her leg.

PPPPPPPPFFFFFFFT!

Sunset enjoyed the vibration of Pinkie's fart against her back. Pinkie slapped Sunset's butt and she resumed walking. They let out several wet farts along the way, much to their amusement.

Then Sunset let out a longer, deep-pitched fart that felt nastier than any of her farts today.

BBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!

"Did I just soil my shorts?" said Sunset.

Pinkie felt Sunset's butt. "Nope! All good!" She slapped Sunset's rear again.

Not long after their farting subsided, Sunset felt an urge to pee. "I have to go to the bathroom," she said.

"Just hold it!" said Pinkie. "Ooh... But now that you mention it, I gotta go pee, too!"

Pinkie fidgeted on Sunset's back, but although she wasn't crossing her legs, there was more pressure on Sunset from Pinkie's weight on her back, combined with her fidgeting, which Sunset really enjoyed. She wasn't sure which of them would burst first. Which would be the first part of her to get soaked - her shorts or her back? She anticipated Pinkie peeing all over her, but as her need to pee rapidly increased, she wasn't sure she could outlast her.

"Ooh," said Sunset, stopping and crossing her legs. "Can we stop, please? I REALLY have to go!" She squirmed a little.

"No! Hold it for the rest of the ride!" Pinkie giggled, playing her part slightly unconvincingly, and slapped Sunset's butt. Sunset leaked a little, dampening her shorts, but she uncrossed her legs and continued walking.

Only a minute later, Pinkie said "Stop! Now! I'm about to burst!"

"You said it yourself, hold it for the rest of the ride." Sunset kept walking, and Pinkie giggled, enjoying her desperation.

The pressure in Sunset's bladder grew, and she could feel pee sloshing inside her as she walked. Pinkie fidgeted harder, but had an easier time holding it in than Sunset did.

Finally, Sunset lost control. Her overflowing bladder gave out, and a powerful stream burst out of her, soaking the crotch of her shorts in seconds. She stopped walking as the pee trickled down her legs in thick torrents and onto the grass below. She sighed in relief, enjoying the warm release.

"I didn't tell you to stop moving! Get me to a bathroom NOW!" Pinkie slapped Sunset's tush.

Sunset started to walk again, still peeing. Pinkie could hear the hissing sound easily and it made her leak a little, but she just managed to hold back the flood. She wanted Sunset to enjoy wetting her shorts before she soaked her.

After two minutes, Sunset finished peeing. Her shorts were drenched, as were her legs, and they smelled strongly of pee, but she liked it. She could understand why Pinkie always took so much pleasure in this. She let out another sigh of relief and satisfaction as she continued to walk.

Then, feeling playful, she bumped Pinkie upwards a bit with her back.

Pinkie whimpered as she leaked again, dampening her shorts even more. "Sunny, quit it! I really have to go!" She didn't cross her legs but continued to sit with a pained expression on her face.

Sunset bumped Pinkie again. "Sorry Pinkie, this is a bumpy ride!"

Pinkie leaked for a few seconds, and then, started to pee full force. She stopped squirming and sighed in relief as her shorts grew very warm and very wet.

Sunset felt Pinkie's rear end become soaked, and soon after, the pee started to flow all over her back, soaking her shirt. She stopped where she was and closed her eyes, enjoying the warm feeling, and the naughtiness of her rider peeing on her.

Pinkie slapped Sunset's behind, and she continued to walk, while Pinkie kept peeing, her giggling nearly drowning out the sound of pee spraying denim.

She peed for about two and a half minutes, and sighed, feeling immensely relieved and having taken great pleasure in wetting herself.

"Wow, you really needed to go," said Sunset. Her head was the only dry part of her now.

Pinkie giggled again. "How did you like that?"

"I loved it."

"Good, cause you have to stay like that for another hour!"

Sunset was a little shocked, but knew she'd enjoy this.

They stopped at a park vending machine to grab some water, took a drink, and continued their ride in their wet state. Occasionally Sunset would stop just so Pinkie would slap her butt again. They farted a few times as well, and their farts were wetter than before.

About 45 minutes in, they needed to pee again. Pinkie let it all out in her shorts, and as soon as Sunset felt the pee re-wetting her damp back, she peed her shorts again as well. She farted in the middle of this, and laughed along with Pinkie.

Wet Pet Play and Pony Ride

Pinkie Pie was hanging out with Fluttershy at the zoo. She was wearing her dirty jean shorts and T-shirt rather than her cake frosting-smelling dress, because she was sure Fluttershy didn't mind bad smells since sometimes a few of the animals she would see smelled worse than her.

Pinkie and Sunset had been smelling bad for 13 days now. She and Fluttershy sat side by side looking at some horses.

Fluttershy sniffed. She looked in Pinkie's direction, and sniffed her. "Um... Pinkie Pie... You kind of, maybe smell bad. Just a little bit."

"I had beans for breakfast." Pinkie giggled.

"No, it doesn't smell like you farted. It smells like you haven't washed for a long time."

"Oh. That explains it, cause I didn't even fart on this bench!"

"I noticed Sunset doesn't smell very nice either. Are your showers working?"

"Oh yeah, they're fine! Sunset and I just haven't washed for 13 days cause we decided to try being really stinky and we're having a lot of fun with it because I think we both have a fetish for it and we like to sniff each other and fart in each other's faces and-" She stopped. "Sorry Fluttershy, that's probably sounding really weird to you, and we're planning to take a bath tonight anyway."

"It's not much weirder than what I do with Rainbow Dash."

"What?"

Fluttershy blushed beet red. "Nothing."

"What do you do with Rainbow Dash? Would it be something I'd like to try with Sunset?"

"Um..." Fluttershy talked a little too quietly for Pinkie to hear.

"Yes?"

"I... kind of really like it when Rainbow Dash puts a leash on me and treats me like a pet."

"Oooh! That sounds fun!"

"It is. Rainbow Dash wasn't sure if I could handle some of the things she likes to do, but I've surprised her quite a bit. I've never even had to use my safeword to get her to stop. Oh, but don't tell anyone except Sunset about this."

"Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye. Sunset and I are gonna have a lot of fun today!" Pinkie farted loudly, and both she and Fluttershy giggled.

...

"That sounds interesting," said Sunset once Pinkie was over at her house a few minutes later.

"Would you like to try it before our bath?" said Pinkie. "If I want you to stop I'll say 'Cherry Changa.' But I don't think I'll need to!" Pinkie held out a dog leash.

Sunset put the leash around Pinkie's neck. Pinkie got into a sitting position and started scratching herself with her back leg. Sunset did seem to like this a bit.

"Stay while I fill your water bowl," said Sunset. She got a big bowl out of the cupboard, and saw that Pinkie had followed her on all fours, grinning mischievously.

"I said stay," said Sunset, and she slapped Pinkie's butt. Pinkie giggled, which she quickly turned into a fake whimper, and walked away and sat down.

Sunset pulled out a bottle of soda, one of many she had handy for when Pinkie was over. She poured the entire bottle into the bowl. Pinkie walked over to it and drank it like a dog. It did not take her long to finish, even though she had already drank five big bottles of soda before going to the zoo.

Sunset took a chocolate cupcake with cream cheese frosting out of the container of cupcakes that Pinkie had baked for her recently. Pinkie sat down with her mouth open. Sunset threw the cupcake, and Pinkie caught it in her mouth and swallowed it whole.

Then Sunset set an apple pie with a whip cream topping next to the soda bowl. "Eat that only with your mouth."

Pinkie started chomping away at the pie, getting whip cream and filling on her shirt and all over her face. This pet play was entirely new for her and she loved it.

Once she was done, Sunset wiped the whip cream off her face. "We don't want anyone to think you have rabies."

Pinkie giggled. She stopped to let out a loud fart, and laughed even harder.

Sunset slapped Pinkie's butt again. Then, a louder fart made its way out of Sunset's butt. Sunset giggled and slapped her own butt, which, however bad it smelled, still looked sexy in her jeans.

"How would you like to go for a walk through the park?" said Sunset.

Pinkie started panting with her tongue and walked forward on all fours. Sunset walked after her, opened the door, and walked along the sidewalk to the nearby park. Anyone they walked by dismissed it as Pinkie just being Pinkie Pie. Everyone in town had seen her do lots of weird stuff, and to them, this was no different.

They had just reached the park and were walking for about a minute when Pinkie said "I gotta go pee!"

Sunset was about to let her go find a place to pee, when she realized Pinkie hadn't used her safeword, Cherry Changa. Sunset chuckled and said "Just hold it."

Pinkie whimpered as Sunset continued to walk her through the park. The sodas she had drank had gone through her and she really needed to go. Her heart was pounding not just from how badly she needed to pee, but also from the situation she was in. Being denied the bathroom, possibly to the point of an accident, was very exciting for her. She knew she could end it any time, but she didn't want to.

They walked through a grassy area with trees, a little out of view in case anyone came by. Pinkie wanted to cross her legs but she couldn't, as Sunset had her keep walking. This just made it more exciting for her.

"I REALLY gotta go!" said Pinkie.

"I said hold it," said Sunset, half-expecting her to say "Cherry Changa", but she never did. Pinkie wanted this and Sunset knew it.

A little over a minute later, Pinkie felt the crotch of her stinky shorts grow warm and wet. She stopped in her tracks as she started peeing full force. She sighed in immense relief and pleasure as warm, yellow waterfalls flowed down her legs in torrents and soaked the grass below her.

Sunset stared as Pinkie wet herself in front of her. She must have really needed to go. Her shorts were drenched and she was still peeing. She felt just as aroused as when she had been massaging Pinkie's gassy butt. And she could tell, from Pinkie's deep sighs, that she was enjoying this greatly.

After about a minute, she slapped Pinkie's butt. "Keep moving!"

Pinkie shook her head as if snapping out of a trance and started to walk forward, still peeing. She knew beyond all doubt her white panties were yellow now. Not that they were very white before her accident.

She peed for just over two minutes, and continued the walk in her wet shorts. This was even more fun for her than when she had accidentally peed a little when Sunset had tickled her.

After about half an hour of walking around the park, Pinkie let out one or two wet farts every few minutes or so, causing her and Sunset to laugh, and in Sunset's case, get more aroused.

Then they reached a big mud puddle, for it had rained the night before.

"Step into the mud," said Sunset.

Pinkie did as she was told, getting mud all over her hands and knees.

"Now lay on your back."

Pinkie laid on her back and raised her arms and legs in the air. Sunset gave Pinkie a belly rub, causing Pinkie to giggle and splash a bit of mud around.

Once Sunset was done, Pinkie got back on all fours, the back of her T-shirt and shorts covered in mud, and the front of her shorts wet with her pee. And, like Sunset, she smelled bad. Sunset turned around and walked Pinkie back home.

After Sunset threw another cupcake to Pinkie, she removed the leash. "Was that as fun as you hoped?"

"I REALLY need a bath, but that was even MORE fun than I thought it'd be!"

"Why don't we take that bath now?"

Sunset filled the tub with soapy water. Pinkie stepped into the tub. "Are you ready, Sunny?"

"One minute. I have to go to the bathroom first." Sunset sat on the toilet and started to pee in her jeans. "Ahhhhh..."

Pinkie giggled as Sunset wet herself. Sunset farted before she was done peeing, and then she climbed into the tub with Pinkie. They dunked each other's heads, lathered their hair with shampoo, and scrubbed each other's sides and armpits simultaneously with soapy sponges.

Then, Sunset scrubbed Pinkie's butt, because Pinkie was the dirtier of the two. Pinkie farted twice before Sunset was done. Then they switched positions, and Pinkie scrubbed Sunset's butt.

Once they were done, they scrubbed each other's stinky feet. Of course, this tickled Pinkie, who splashed about in the tub.

Once they were clean, they drained the water and filled the tub up again, relaxing in the tub for another half hour, during which both Pinkie and Sunset farted under the water, much to their amusement.

Finally, they got out of the tub. Sunset blow dried Pinkie and changed out of her wet tank top and jeans into her pajamas, and a new pair of underwear.

...

They stayed clean for a few more days, except for the sploshing on one day, which, this time, included covering themselves in pudding and frosting, in addition to what they had done on their first night.

Then they stopped washing for another ten days, except instead of wearing her jeans, Sunset wore a short, tight pair of gray shorts due to the summer weather.

After another of their usual sessions, Sunset said "Do you want to do some more pet play?"

"Actually, I'd like you to ride me through the park like a pony this time!"

"Sure." Sunset thought this was funny because she used to be a pony while Pinkie Pie didn't.

A few minutes later, Sunset was riding Pinkie through the park. Anyone who saw them, once again, dismissed it as Pinkie's usual antics.

At about the same point as last time, Pinkie said "Ooh! Sunny, I gotta go potty!"

Sunset just slapped Pinkie's butt in response, getting her to move faster. Pinkie was enjoying this as much as last time. Needing to pee really badly, being denied a bathroom, unable to cross her legs.

She held it as long as she could, but ended up soaking her shorts again. And, just like last time, she stopped to take in how much she loved the relief, the warm wetness, and the naughty feeling of peeing herself, before Sunset slapped her butt, signalling her to continue walking.

Before Pinkie was done peeing, Sunset said "I have to use the bathroom, too." She let go and started to pee in her smelly shorts, sighing of relief.

Pinkie was a little startled by the warm wetness soaking her back, pouring down her butt and the upper part of her shirt. "Sunny, are you..." Pinkie asked as she finished peeing.

"I am." Sunset giggled and peed for nearly as long as Pinkie had before she was done, enjoying the feeling of wetting herself as much as Pinkie had. Aside from her head, Pinkie was now covered in urine, and she liked it.

A few minutes later, Pinkie let loose with several wet, explosive farts. "Oopsie! I shouldn't have had those beans!"

Sunset chuckled, and let out a boisterous fart of her own, which lasted nine seconds. Pinkie could feel Sunset's butt vibrating against her back. "Nice one, Sunny."

"Thanks." Sunset patted Pinkie's butt lightly, and Pinkie responded with a short, wet fart.

Sunset rode Pinkie through the mud, during which Pinkie jumped up to splash in the mud, causing Sunset to fall off. Sunset landed butt-first in the mud.

"Pinkie!" Sunset put Pinkie over her knee and spanked her. Pinkie peed on Sunset's lap, as the rest of the soda she drank had gone through her. Then Pinkie farted in Sunset's face, and Sunset responded by slapping Pinkie's butt again, then stuck her own butt in Pinkie's face and let out a louder fart.

They laughed as they continued roughhousing in the mud, before Sunset eventually rode Pinkie back home, and started to fill the bathtub.

Sunset and Pinkie were covered in mud and smelled like pee and sweat, not to mention gassy. And they loved every bit of it. But now it was time to clean up. And they knew from previous experience that this would also be fun!