Compendium Afterdark: Afterparty

Sugarcube Corner, Ponyville It was already past midnight when the party ended and the pastry shop was a total mess: there were empty bottles and glasses covering the floor, as well as vomit from the ponies who couldn’t stand alcohol. The furniture and the walls were not so clean too, they had stains of the pastries served during the party and some also had spots of dropped punch.

Almost everypony and everyone were already gone, only Pinkie Pie and Richtofen were still present. They were sitting on a table, drinking and laughing at non sense talk.

“Oh, Pinkamena”, he said with a huge smirk, “you really know how to throw parties. Oh ja, ze doctor had so much fun.”

The pink pony nodded and she said while serving another glass: “and you’re the funniest guy around, Eddy. Lucky me you were present!” she got closer to him and mumbled: “Here between us, Mister X can be random sometimes.”

“Who?” he asked confused.

She giggled and said: “Ask Tank, he breaks the wall, he knows it too.” She then looked at her hoof and yelled: “Oh sweet Celestia, look at the time!”

“Erm, Pinkie”, he pointed at her hoof, “but you don’t have a watch.” He stood silent for a moment, thought it was a joke and laughed.

“Rich, we’ve had fun at all, but...” she ran away for a moment, only to return quickly with a mop and a broom, “...I promised I’d leave this place shine and clean.”

“How’d you do that?” The German asked with confusion at her illogical speed, but she ignored his question and put the broom in his hands.

“Stop the talkin’, let’s go cleanin’!”

Richtofen was about to reply, but he only shrugged and begun to clean the floor. However, this calm would only last for a moment; When Pinkie got close to the main able, where the bowl was present, she looked at it and thought:

“It would be a waste to drop all this deliciousness of fruity punch”, she grabbed the bowl and yelled to Richtofen: “Hey Eddy, how much punch you think it’s here?”

“Let me see”, He looked at the punch while saying: “considering the volume, the mass and the form of the bowl, I’d say more than five gallons but less than seven.”

“Six then?”

“Well, close.”

“I bet I can drink all this in a flash!”

“Vhat?” Before he realized she wasn’t joking, she lifted the bowl and begun to drink the alcoholic beverage like if it was water. “Oh my, I didn’t see this coming.”

After she drank the last drop, she put the bowl on the table, hiccupped and noticed her sight was blurry. She looked at the German and smirked.

“Pinkamena, are you all right?”

“Yes I am!” she answered and then she thought: “Why do I feel more funny than usual? Wait, maybe this is the beginning of another Not-So-Safe-For-Work moment. All righty, better be Pinkie style!” She walked clumsily to the door that lead to the kitchen, opened it and entered.

“What a weird pony”, Richtofen thought, scratched his head and smiled, “but she’s tons of fun”, he gasped, said with a high pitch tone: “Fun!” and continued with his labor.

Moments later, and all of a sudden, the human realized the pink pony was just next to him. He jumped as he was startled and said: “Oh god, stop doing that”.

“Eddy”, she said in an unusual quiet voice, “you seem a bit tired, maybe a cupcake would be good for you”.

“A cupcake?” The pink pony showed him a cupcake she was holding with her hoof. It was blue and had a peculiar frosting: it had seven colors. Before he could say anything else, she gave it to him.

“C’mon, Eddy”, she said while smirking widely, “Give it a bite. It’s a very special pastry for you.”

“Ohhh, really?” He replied excited, she nodded her head and said:

“Only my best guests can taste it”, she pushed the pastry closer to his mouth, “a lil’ bite won’t hurt”.

“Okay, Pinkamena, but just a bite. I’m still a bit full”, he smelled the cupcake, smiled and gave it a big bite. “Oh my, this one’s very tasty. What fla...” Suddenly, he started to feel dizzy as his sight became blurry. Then, he felt his legs weak and fell to the floor.

“Now Eddy, you take a nap.”

“Curse... you...” he lastly said before fainting.

A couple of hours passed before he woke up again. He slowly opened his eyes as he tried to move; he couldn’t move his arms or his legs.

“Vhat... Vhat is this?” He wondered as he looked around, only to see complete darkness. Then, he looked at himself and realized he was wearing nothing but his underwear, his hat and his socks. “Where did mein uniform go?”

“Ya think ya have it that bad?” He heard not from afar, it was also a male voice. He kept talking loudly and with fast speed: “Ah mean, Ah’m almost always naked, and when Ah got somethin’ it’s just a vest and a hat... and sometimes shoes. Do you like shoes? Ah love shoes! But they make me go slower and they’re tight. Ah hate tight shoes, ya know?”

“Who’s this?” The human asked. Suddenly, some lights turned on, making him realize he was tied to a stretcher. Not only that, he found out there was another stretcher in front of him, a stretcher with a pony also tied up.

It was a stallion: He had a light gold coat, bright yellow with bright amber mane and bright pistachio colored eyes. He was also wearing nothing but a cowboy, or better said, a cowpony hat.

“Mah name’s Braeburn”, he replied excited as he didn’t seem to care he was tied up, “but ya can call me Brae, or Burn, or like ya want. Oh, y’are one of Pinkie’s special guests, right? Ya must have liked her party, ‘cause ah loved it. Did ya taste the cake? Ah did, but...”

“Silence!” he heard, making him to stop talking. Then, both saw the pink pony approaching to them: she was wearing black leather socks and long gloves that covered half of each front hoof.

“What is this kind of joke, Pinkamena!?” Richtofen asked, “This is no fun! Well, it’s only fun when mein subjects are tied instead of me.”

“Joke? This ain’t no joke, eddy!”

“Then is it a prank?” Braeburn interrupted, “ah love good pranks, but most of them are at me, ah still laugh by the way.”

“I knew I had to give you an extra dose”, Pinkie mumbled and turned back to the human. “Now, where was I? Oh right”, she got a stretcher closer to her, it was covered with a cloth.

“Ohoho, I hope you have a PhD in medicine, Pinkamena.”

“A what?” she replied while she uncovered the cloth and revealed several surgical tools.

“Oh, oh. We’re goin’ to play doctor then? Ah used t’love that game when ah was a lil’ colt. Ah loved to use a tiny hammer on the legs, it felt always fun. Ahhh, good times. Ya had good times when you were a fi...” He was stopped again by Pinkie, this time by putting a cloth in his mouth.

“Stop distracting me, Brae”, she said with a mischievous smile, “After I’m finished with Eddy, you’re next.” She then took a hacksaw from the table and looked at Richtofen with an evil smile.

“All right, this stopped being fun since the beginning”, he said slightly nervous, “watch the pointy part.”

“Fun? But Eddy, you’re at the true party now”, she grinned widely, “the true party!”

“Oh shit, now you’re scaring me.” Richtofen replied worried as he saw the instrument getting closer to his legs. He closed his eyes and waited for the painful moment, but it never came. After he heard a loud laugh, he opened his eyes and saw the pink pony rolling on the floor.

“Oh Eddy,” she said between laughs, “you should have seen your face. This old cliché joke always works.”

“Vhat?” he asked, still confused.

“The basement, the victim tied to a stretcher, the hacksaw”, she said while still giggling, “might not sound familiar to you, but it is for those who are watching us.”

The German sighed in relief and said calmed: “I got to admit it was slightly funny... not for me, but still slightly funny. So, do you mind if you untie us now?”

“Oh, but Eddy, I wasn’t joking about the true party!” Suddenly, she flipped the table with the surgical tools and got a second stretcher, also covered with a cloth, close to them. She then put the clothing out of Braeburn’s mouth and walked away.

The bright gold colt coughed and said: “that was rude, wasn’t it?” He looked at the human and kept talking: “ya see, those tools looked so real and her face looked so authentic. She should be an actress. Ah know a theatre nearby; we can go there if ya want. Ah mean, if we’re still in one piece. Get it? One piece? C’mon, ah’m not good at jokes, but at least ah try. Wanna hear another joke? There’s...”

“Oh please, just shut up!” The human yelled, “You’re more annoying than Dempsey’s stupidity.” Then, he saw the lights turning on around the basement room; those were special lights, their color was switching constantly between bright red and pink.

“The time has come for this very special party to begin”, the pink pony said while she was putting a table on the ground and lifted a switch beneath it, making it to play a song. “This table is a very special one. It can sing songs! Now, let me look for a fitting one.” While she was switching songs, all of them belonging to a renowned musical group known in the human world as Metallica, Richtofen started to talk:

“Ohoho, the voices are telling me something’s wrong.” The human said while smiling nervously, “and they sound angry!”

“Ya hear voices too? Ah though ah was the only one. Do they tell ya t’stop bein’ silly too? Ah’m not sayin’ ah’m silly, the doctor said ah got some kind of distractive something something disorder, but ah don’t feel sick. Even mah tummy feels good, and...”

“Wait!” The German interrupted him and then said: “I think I got an idea”, he looked at him, gasped and then said with a high pitched tone: “You seem to be a big, strong and hard stallion. Care to free us from this madness?”

“Madness!?” The pink pony said after she found the song she was looking for and turned back to Richtofen. She got closer to him and said while she was rubbing his belly in a playful way: “But I haven’t even started yet!” She giggled and said: “Oh, and you’ll find this funny: The song I chose is called Fade to Black. You know why I chose that?”

“Because it’s catchy?” Braeburn replied.

“Close, Brae, close”, she put her right hoof close to the doctor’s nose, “it’s because what you’re about to feel will make you wish to fade away from here...”

“Ah don’t get it. Eddy,do you get it?” The stallion interrupted once again.

“Silly Brae, you’ll get to know that soon.” After she finished her sentence, she turned around and uncovered the stretcher. By the amusement of the pink pony, the concern of Richtofen and the total confusion of Braeburn, she revealed the special “tools” on the table.

“Oh my, seems like someone’s kinky here... besides me”, the German thought.

“Erm, Pinkie, is it?” the stallion said as he was looking at the stretcher, “ah don’t wanna sound like a party popper, but those doesn’t seem exactly like party stuff. Maybe they are, but those don’t look so, erm, funny.”

“Silence, I said!” The pink pony yelled as she grabbed a leather whip from the table and crackled it menacingly, “you can only talk when Kinkie Pie says so.”

“Is that a leather whip?” The brilliant golden stallion grinned, “Yes, ma’am, hit me hard, ma’am! Have no mercy. Ah love the feel of leather in the mornin’, afternoon and evenin’. Ah bet that whip’d feel like my vest: feels soft and warm on the hooves.”

“What the...?” The pink pony said, slightly disgusted.

“It seems like that little problem wasn’t part of your plans, right Pinkamena?” Richtofen said mockingly. Pinkie turned her head to him, lifted up the whip’s handle and hit him once in his chest. “Ohoho! That will hurt in ze morning.”

“Aww, that’s not fair!” The earth pony said while making a sad face, “ah want some too.”

“You want some, uh?” The pink pony said and then whipped the human once again, “then you have to beg for that. You want some?”

“Yes, ma’am!”

“Say again!?” She asked loudly as she was whipping the German’s chest.

“Yes, Yes ah do! Stop torturin’ me!”

“Argh, nein. Not... enough... torture”, Richtofen said while holding his pain.

“Seems like AJ got a very special cousin, uh?” Pinkie said as she was approaching to him. She took the whip’s tip, licked the blood and stroke it against Braeburn’s coat. “This will be so much fun, Brae, ‘cause Kinkie Pie never disappoints anypony.”

“’S that a challenge, ma’am? Ah love challenges! Maybe we could...” He stopped talking after he felt the whip hitting his chest. “Ouchie! That didn’t feel good. Well, ah’m not sayin’ ah’m uncomfy, but...” Again, the pink pony hit him on the same spot.

“Seems like this stallion needs to learn a thing or two about discipline”, Pinkie said with a dominant grin while she was taking a clamp from the stretcher. Then, she put it on the stallion’s mouth and said: “you want more punishment, my little slave?” She giggled, “of course you do!” She whistled the whip in the air and hit him once again, this time aiming lower.

“Ow, that seemed so beautifully painful”, the German gasped, “just when I thought those ponies were naive and innocent. Ohoho!”

“Oh Eddy, I wouldn’t be so confident if I were you”, Pinkie said while she was rubbing her hoof on Braeburn’s chin. “You two have been so bad ponies. You needed a punishment first.”

“Ponies?” The stallion interrupted “’scuse me, but he ain’t a pony... ah think he’s not a pony. He has no coat or mane or tail or cutie mark or...”

“Not yet!” She slapped him with her leather glove, “stop ruining the surprises, Brae.” She then headed to the stretcher, put the leather whip on it and then she was grabbing a particular outfit while making sure to wiggle her behind to tease them: The peculiar outfit was a leather mask with equine ears, four black leather boots that resembled hooves and finally a black leather underwear.

“Ohhh Rich!” She said playfully as she put the clothes on the stretcher where the German was, “let us play Domination”, she giggled, “I’m sure you already know the rules... and it doesn’t involve capturing flags this time.”

“Vhat? You’re still confusing, Pinkamena.” The pink pony seemed to ignore him, untied him and, before Richtofen could escape, she easily subdued her.

“Silly Eddy”, she grinned as she grabbed the mask with her mouth, “you should know well it takes two of your species to subdue a single pony”, she snickered, “and remember you’re dealing with Kinkie Pie right now.”

“Argh, stupid, sexy, kinky pony”, the German could only said before she put the mask on his face, “Stop talking to me already!” He closed his eyes and began to repeatedly say in a singing tone: “la, la, la, la, I can’t hear you, la, la, la”.

“That won’t save you from what’s coming next, Eddy”, she said and took the rest of the outfit. As she was wearing him the clothes, she was humming the song that apparently was the only one it was being played.

“Life it seems will fade away”, she put on the first boot.

“Drifting further every day”, she put the second one.

“Getting lost within myself”, the third boot was put on his left arm.

“Nothing matters, no one else”, the fourth and final clothing was on his right arm after she finished mumbing.

“Damn it, Pinkie! You’re so randomly weird”, the Doctor said as he was looking at his new “clothes”. He tried to stand up, but the pink pony’s hoof kept him in a crawling position.

“Ohhh Brae!” She said with a michiveous tone, “does he look like a pony now?”

“Oh yes, he does”, he answered while looking at them, “but ah think y’are missin’ somethin’, erm, I dunno what that is?”

“Really?” She asked while pretending to be curious.

“Oh, right! He still has no tail or cutie mark”, he noticed the German looking at him upset, “oh, ah said something wrong, did ah? Ah’m a bad pony again, Pinkie, use that leather whip again.”

“Enough whip for now. We already wasted a thousand words on that”, she turned back to the German, “and since we don’t have much time left, guess I gotta hurry up.” Then, she stood back behind the Doctor and said in a singing tone. “You want your new tail the painful way or the more painful way?”

“Erm...” He hesitated, “The one with less blood.”

“All righty!” She grabbed a horse tail with a metallic and pointy ending and, after saying: “embrace yourself, Eddy”, she stuck the metallic part in his lower back.

“Oh mein godness. Argh!” He screamed, gasped and then said with a high pitch tone, “That’ll cost you an extra fifty, Pinkamena...”

“For you, it’s Kinkie Pie!” She interrupted him as she mounted on his back and held a riding crop with her right hoof. “It’s a shame you’re not Nikolai. I got sooo many Soviet Russia jokes in my mind now!” Before he could answer, she took off his hat, wore it on her head, grabbed his hair and yelled: “Arre, Eddy! Be my pony now!”

“That’s not fair!” The stallion said sad, “ah wanna have fun too!”

“Gee up, Rich! Get closer to mister Brae” The pink pony said as she hit his flank with the crop. The German obeyed her order and tried to stand up, but he felt another painful hit. “No, Rich, you’re a pony! Make pony sounds! Make ‘em!”

He raised an eyebrow and, as he saw how she lifted the riding crop again, quickly crouched again and made the “neigh” sound with his mouth. While he was doing this, he thought: “she’s much more twisted than my German partners... how glorious! But still painful.”

After he got closer to the stretcher where Braeburn was still tied, the pink pony grinned, untied him and went back to ride his “pony”.

“Ohhh, thank Pink... Kinkie Pie. Tell me, what are we gonna play now? Ah can play the cowpony, ah have mah hat and ah can get a vest. What’cha say?”

“Oh Brae, you’re so silly!” She giggled and then said with a serious tone: “bend over.”

“What? Why?”

“You’ll see soon.”

“All right!” He then happily did as she said.

“Now”, she snickered, “I always wanted to see how it feels to ride a pony while he mounts a mare.” She covered a giggle with her left hoof.

“But, miss Kinkie”, the stallion interrupted, “Ah’m not a ma...”

“Now you are!” she yelled as she took the whip and hit him under his tail.

“Ouchie! Okay, okay, Ah’m a mare now!” He hid his manhood between his legs, “see?”

“Very good!” She looked at Richtofen and said: “Now, begin the mount now!”

“Vhat?” He said, “Vhat!? Curse you sick, pink pony!”

“Don’t delay it, Eddy”, she said with a teasing tone, “Mister X still has three scenes left. Now, move on!” She then used the riding crop to hit him in his both flanks. After a moment, he reluctantly walked with his hands and legs towards the golden colored coat stallion. “We shall begin the climax now”, the pink mare grinned seductively.

“Now ze doctor is trapped for sure”, he thought as he lifted himself up, being half of his body in top of the stallion’s. He then mumbled to him: “sorry for this, Braeburn.”

“For what?”

He sighed and said: “Nevermind, distractive pony.”

“You mean for this? Nah, it’s cool; we cool. Maybe after this ends we could go buy some cider t’forget this if ya want. Ah invite”

“Sounds like a deal.”

“Stop the talkin’!” Pinkies interrupted, “and start actin’. Kinkie Pie still needs to clean the pastry!” She grabbed Richtofen’s hair and forced him to push himself against Braeburn. Only Celestia knows how it was possible that Richtofen’s phallus entered the stallion’s back hole at the first try. “Now Eddy’s dickie is inside brae’s holey.”

Moments passed as the human was mounting the stallion before the pink pony couldn’t hold herself anymore and begun to rub her lower lips against the German’s back. While both males stood silent as they pretended to not to enjoy their situation, Pinkie was moaning.

“You likin’ this party?” She said while panting and having her tongue outside, “Kinkie Pie knows best, Kinkie Pie proved it again.” In her intense pleasure, she dropped the riding crop and the whip; as she was still moving her hips, sweat was covering her face, mixing it with the human’s sweat.

Just before the Ménage à trois reached the climax, Pinkie Pie said loudly between moans: “I’m coming, I’m coming!”

“Ah’m about t’finish too!” The stallion replied quickly.

“Ja, Ja! It shall be over soon!” The German finally said.

When the unavoidable, climatic moment arrived, Pinkie shook violently as her mare juice dripped all over Rightofen’s back and even on the floor; after that, she passed out with a wide grin on her face.

Meanwhile, and after both males climaxed too, they were on the floor panting and cleaning their sweat.

“That sure was an... interesting experience”, Richtofen said.

“Ya said it right, partner”, Braeburn replied, “it went all better than ah thought. At least we’re still in one piece and conscious. Heh, mah family won’t like that if they find out.”

“If they find out, Brae”, he grinned mischievously at him and he grinned back. Then, the human turned around and noticed the passed out mare. He grinned and said: “Oh look, our captor’s out. We can flee now.”

“Yes, we can”, the stallion suddenly approached to him seductively, “but why should we flee now?”

“Oh, you naughty stallion,” Richtofen replied and then he started to wear off his leather pony mask, but he felt Braeburn’s hooves on his hands.

“No need t’wear ‘em off...” He put his face closer to the human’s face “... not now.”

“Ohoho, you must be punished”, he gasped and then said excited, “you’re dirty, dirty!”