Fulfilling Pinkie's Dream

Uncertain whether Pinkie had made a deliberate double-entendre, Twilight Sparkle smiled nonchalantly, silently thanking Celestia for Pinkie’s discretion. “You make it sound like you get your ears polished often.”

“Oh but I do!” Pinkie said insistently, nodding like a bobblehead. “Me and Roseluck both have our ears done at the spa! That poor mare has ear issues even worse than I did! Twenty inches! I can only imagine how long she’d be once you got done with her with that rooty, tooty point and shooty of yours!” Twilight’s ear-altering device had looked like a science-fiction raygun straight out of the comic books.

Twilight winced at the Pinkie’s incorrect grammar and a second time at the thought of Roseluck bent over, her large curvy rump mingled with sweat, watering the bushes outside the Flower Trio’s home/greenhouse/floral shop, teasing a group of stallion standing behind her. Accepting her invitation, the largest one mounted the florist, her gorgeous green eyes glistening with emotion as the team of construction workers lined up to rut her under the tail as her inner flower wept onto the cobblestone below.

What the hay is wrong with me, right now? I’m so alone in this world! Twilight resisted the urge to not just facehoof again, but slap her head hard enough to rattle her skull.“Yes… Roseluck certainly does… stand out in a crowd, doesn’t she? I suppose that’s one thing the two of you have in common! Well, besides your uncommonly large aural receptors.”

“Oh, you’d be surprised!” Pinkie rotated her giant ears, doing a three-hundred-sixty degree sweep of the surrounding area before her right one paused facing Twilight. “We actually have quite a lot in common, though she’ll never admit it, the silly filly!”

She’s aiming her ear at me! She knows! Twilight swallowed hard, feeling like she was being subjected to interrogation — or perhaps an earterrogation might be the way to put it? There was nothing accusatory about what she said or how she said it but Pinkie Pie gave off that aura of just knowing something; a secret she wasn’t supposed to learn. It was maddening!

“Really? I would never have guessed,” Twilight replied in a manner she hoped didn’t sound too guilty, staring at her slightly askance as she couldn’t help but feel she was somehow being led by the nose.

“Well… You didn’t hear this from me, but Roseluck has this friend she lives with named Lily Valley — one of the cutest mares in Ponyville but she’ll never believe you if you tell her — and she has the biggest crush on Roseluck!” Pinkie smiled as if she couldn’t conceive of a more wondrous notion in all the known world. “She has it sooo bad! But the poor filly just can’t bring herself to pluck up the courage to ask her out.”

“That’s…” That is so me! Twilight couldn’t help but acknowledge to herself. “That’s a real shame. A pony shouldn’t feel ashamed for what she feels on the inside but confront it.”

“Well said, Twilight!” Pinkie punched at the air. “She needs to confront the fact that to her, a mare is a beautiful, sexual creature that needs to be celebrated on a daily basis!” Pinkie looked up at Twilight’s horn, softly glowing pink. “That every part of her is a creation of the divine. That seeking to pleasure that which is beautiful is the highest calling of any lover!” She paused dramatically for effect and winked. “Even if... her ears are the object of her attention and over three feet long!”

Despite the fact that she already suspected Pinkie had guessed it, Twilight nearly fainted from shock. “Pinkie, you knew!” Twilight wiped her forehead in shock but also a growing sense of relief. “So I’m not the only one then? There are other disgusting deviants out there looking at ears?”

“Twilight, that’s no way to talk about yourself! You’re the most normal deviant I’ve ever met!” Pinkie chuckled at her own joke.

Twilight plowed ahead, wanting to get the worst out in the open before Pinkie changed her mind and dropped something on her head — her Pinkie Sense could detect falling objects, but with the new size of her ears, was there a chance it could cause them too? “Oh, Pinkie… I am so relieved to hear it! You wouldn’t believe how awful it was, standing there in front of Princess Luna after we drove the Nightmare out of her, wanting to hug her, kiss her, tell her how sorry she was to have been banished for a thousand years and being able to do nothing but stare at her ears! “They were so long and so fuzzy and so big and I just wanted to nibble on them for days and weeks and months! And-and…”

Twilight paused to catch her breath as her eyes went unfocused and her heart skipped a beat. “And yours are even longer and sexier, and oh by Celestia what is wrong with me, Pinkie?” She clutched her head, hard, and began to cry.

Pinkie focused both of her ears onto Twilight, cupping her forehooves pensively and regarding the Unicorn with an uncharacteristic air of seriousness. “Twilight? You know I’m your friend, right?”

Twilight nodded once, jerkily, struggling to both keep her eyes clear of tears and away from Pinkie’s ears.

“And you know that I’m the absolute last pony who would condemn another pony just for being themselves?”

“Y-yes…” Twilight sniffled.

“Good! Now here’s the really, really important part! Do you think that I would ever turn on a friend for finding something attractive about another pony? Especially if that pony was me?” her serious expression suddenly turned into a wink and a grin.

“N-no…” Despite her best efforts, Twilight felt tears of relief and gratitude start to stream down her cheeks.

“Almost there! So, then, Twilight! What do I like more than anything else? And before you answer parties, what do I like about parties?”

For one of the few times in her life, Twilight was taking a quiz that she felt entirely unready for even though she knew the answers. “That… p-ponies have fun?”

“Exactamundo!” Pinkie exclaimed, giving Twilight’s hooves a squeeze with her own. “I want ponies to have fun, and I want them to have fun with me! So all that being said…” Her eyes turned outright sultry in an expression a grateful and now-sorely aroused Twilight had never seen on her face before. “Do you want to do more than just think about what you want to do with my ears, or do you actually want to do all those things?” she wriggled them with enticement.

Twilight felt a sensation like her heart leaping all the way from her chest into her neck. “I couldn’t, Pinkie! It’s just… ears aren’t supposed to be sexual!” Twilight pleaded despite not being able to tear her eyes away; her marehood winking hard behind her at the sight and offer. “All they do is channel sound into the inner ear so you can hear better. And they’re all waxy!” She gave a disgusted look.

“Oh! Well, I take good care of mine, Twilight! I promise they’re nice and clean!” Pinkie went rigid, her ears both focusing in on their friend. “In fact… they’re picking up on something right now… a contradiction!”

Despite her excitement, Twilight’s cheeks puffed up with indignation. The walking definition of contradictions dare call her a contradiction? “I’ll have you know my study of the anatomy of pony ears is very thorough and entirely lacking any contradicting statements! For example, did you know they’re self-cleaning devices that don’t require one to insert objects into their ear canal? Statistics show that over seventy percent of all Equestrians use cotton swabs to clean them! Think of all the unnecessary ear infections this is causing!”

“Maybe they’re doing it because it feels really good! It’s a good enough reason for me!” Pinkie giggled at her friend’s appalled expression. “But that’s not what I mean by contradiction. I mean to say that ears aren’t nearly as disgusting as the hole beneath your tail! And yet thousands of ponies fantasize about putting things inside of them on a daily basis…”

“I don’t like where this conversation is going!” Twilight’s righteous defense of her academic knowledge visibility deflated as she found their conversation being dragged off kicking and screaming down into a somehow even more embarrassing patch of metaphorical weeds.

“... Including yourself, Twilight!” Pinkie held out a prosecutory hoof.

“Curse you, Truth or Dare!” Twilight ground her teeth together. “Pinkie, I thought we agreed to never talk about my completely ludicrous fantasy about my brother rutting me under my tail during my estrus!” Left unsaid was the fact he’d actually done it for her as a favor. That one time! Still, that was nopony else’s business but his and she was admitting nothing!

“I just thought it was worth mentioning, that’s all!” Pinkie declared with an air of finality. “Thanks for the polish, by the way. Excellent form! Say, can I have you do it more often? I do like spa trips but they cost money and I can’t always make it in as often as I’d like to… responsibilities and all...”

“Pinkie!” Though sorely tempted and almost unbearably aroused at the idea of getting to service Pinkie’s ears whenever she wished, her fears still had hold of her. Twilight then grabbed hold of her friend’s shoulders, her face frantic, leaving Pinkie’s nose scrunching from where their muzzles touched.

“Pinkie, you are not taking this seriously enough! What if I’m losing it? What if I get corrupted by the Nightmare next and start enslaving ponies to satisfy my unnatural craving for outrageously-proportioned auricles? What if I turn evil and you have to find a new Element of Magic to defeat me? Then Celestia will have to banish me to the Moon, Pinkie!”

Pinkie slowly pushed Twilight back away from her. “Orrr you could just indulge all those fantasies and do all those things with your close friend and willing participant whenever you like!” Pinkie’s pensive expression became jovial again. “I mean, you could be holding out for a bigger pair of ears than mine but I’m the biggest pair around and you don’t even have to leave this hill to find me!”

“B-but…” Twilight swallowed hard. There was no way anypony would want to have her imagination unleashed upon them, let alone ask for it! She checked the sky for objects hurtling toward her head courtesy of Pinkie’s newly enhanced Pinkie Sense but found nothing. She then checked for the odd cloud a hiding Rainbow Dash might be concealed behind, ready to laugh at her for being such a nerd and pervert. But there was nothing except the two of them. “So you’re saying… you’d actually let another pony… you know…” She still couldn’t say it out loud.

Pinkie shook her head with a pitying expression. “Twilight, I’ve had stallions rut me in the mouth, under my tail, sandwiched in my teats, along my nose, through my mane, over my hooves, across my tail, and in my ears even before you zapped me with the ear laser! Trust me, sister, if you can think of it, I’ve done it!”

Twilight gasped like a fish out of water. “Under your tail!? In your ears!? How does that even work? The ear canal isn’t pliable; you can’t realistically penetrate the bones in the ear, even if one ignores the eardrum which rupturing could cause…”

Pinkie held out a silencing hoof to her friend’s muzzle. “What can I say? Bat Ponies are total ear aficionados and they know how to par-tay!” Pinkie pounced on her friend, pinning her to the ground. “Now I’m going to do us both a favor and get you loosened up!”

“Oh, Pinkie! You really shouldn’t! I mean — Mmph!” Pinkie drew them both into a deep kiss before she could finish the thought, scattering her thoughts and her remaining doubts instantly.

Twilight reached up with a hoof, running it through her thick, pink mane when Pinkie finally broke free from their lip-lock and took the Unicorn’s horn in her mouth, an unneeded sensitivity spell fizzling on its tip with a wet crackle before fading entirely as Pinkie tongued its spiral length with circular swipes.

Despite the intense pleasure that left her pawing weakly at the air, Twilight still tried to protest. “Pinkie… this is crazy! We’re... just…. friends!” Twilight gasped breathlessly as she finally gave herself over to the lust that had been threatening to overtake her all night, an act of total surrender that Pinkie had caused by taking the full length of her friend’s horn into her muzzle, bobbing up and down on it repeatedly.

“Oooohhh…” was all Twilight could say Pinkie gently but insistently pushed her onto her back, laying her on the tarp. She then reached down to press a hoof between Twilight’s thighs and began rubbing her winking pink love nub, leaving Twilight squirming beneath her practiced efforts and all but squealing with delight.

The uneven but gentle surface of Pinkie’s hooves exploded with stimulation on Twilight’s nethers as the Earth Pony continued bobbing up and down on Twilight’s magical organ, pleasuring, nay worshipping the very essence of her Unicorn identity, her ears cupping Twilight’s head, making her head swim with the mingled vanilla and blackcurrant scent she had herself applied!

“Pinkie… don’t… stop…” she just barely managed to plead.

“Stop? We’re just getting started, you silly filly!” Pinkie said around a mouthful or horn as nimble hoof pads, soft as a cat’s paw, found their target, trapping the wriggling fun nubbin between them. It was enormous by pony standards, two-inches of slippery joystick but no match for Pinkie’s impossible equine hoof-suction. Grasped firmly in her hooves, but by no means satisfied with her prize, Pinkie worked the nail of her hoof around and inside the velvet-pink folds. She tickled her urethra playfully as Twilight’s halfhearted protests gave way to deep, sensual moans, glistening precum trickling from Pinkie’s hoof.

The sight, scent, and sounds of her own ear-aided seduction and the wild excitement it brought sent Twilight over the edge, a schoolgirl whinny building deep inside of her from the base of the tail, spreading upwards through her diaphragm and lungs before breaking loose with ear-piercing insistence as she squirted forcefully, sending bullets of blackcurrant-scented mare-passion flying across the hill to a distance of ten paces.

Pinkie’s mouth filled with a similarly-scented gel which oozed from pores hidden inside the rings of Twilight’s horn which she lovingly licked clean before making a display of swallowing the load whole. “So, Twilight… how was that? A knowing Pinkie asked, laying out beside her while still cradling her friend’s head with an ear.

Unable to reply right away, Twilight lay on her back, chest rising and falling from the sudden erotic activity and intense release, gazing dreamily at Pinkie. “Oh, wow… that was… I don’t have the words. But I have to find them! I have so many notes I need to make! I have to document everything… what I felt, the sensations on my horn — you have no idea!” her barely-working aura fumbled for her pen and parchment.

“Twilight, aren’t you forgetting something?” Pinkie teased with a light poke of her chest and a mild but mirthful tone of scolding.

Twilight bowed her ears. “I’m… sorry? What am I forgetting?”

Pinkie stretched herself out like a cat, brushing her thin coat up against Twilight’s, causing the latter to shiver with delight. “Twilight, when your partner does something for you, it’s a courtesy to ask them what they want in return! Think of it as… ooooo! As an advanced friendship lesson!”

“Hey, I didn’t ask for you to pounce on me!” Twilight replied defensively.

“And you weren’t fantasizing about pouncing me?!” Pinkie replied with a lopsided grin. “Don’t hold back, Twilight! You can do whatever you like with me, whether it’s my ears or my teats — yeah, my Pinkie Sense picked up on that, too!” she confirmed as Twilight found herself ready to both rut and run away. “If you need help with suggestions, I don’t suppose you’ve noticed how very phallic your horn is?”

Twilight brought her forehooves to the side of her head in a Lily-esque display of horror. “My horn? Pinkie, I have a lot more on my plate right now than thinking about my horn! I was just hoofed off by one of my friends! Everything is different now! How will the others feel about it? Hay, how will I feel about it tomorrow? And worst of all, how in Equestria do I put that in a letter to the Princess!?”

Pinkie held up a hoof to her lips, shushing her instantly. “You only have one thing on your plate right now, and that’s me! The only thing that’s different is that you now know how completely awesome sex is! The others will be happy for you if they’re really your friends — isn’t that a lesson you yourself learned and shared with the Princess before?” she reminded her friend.

“And if you really want to tell Celestia about your sex life, that’s your business but personally, I’d wait until we’re engaged before dropping that sort of news on her!”

“E-engaged!?” Twilight kneeled before her friend in a traditional bow, regretting only that she had no gift to present her as was customary. “Pinkie does this mean you want to herd with me?”

“Absotudilutly!” Pinkie flicked Twilight’s bangs playfully, causing Twilight’s blush to deepen. “Just so long as we get to pick up and share a stallion or two later. This little filly has been dreaming of being a momma for as long as she can remember!”

Twilight stared at her in disbelief, her mind still reeling. “I don’t think I’m ready for foals yet Pinkie but I’ll be happy to share a stallion with you someday! So, um... what do we do now?” What do I do first? She had no idea how to answer despite all her earlier fantasies.

Pinkie brought a hoof to her chin in what Twilight could only describe as mock seriousness. “Weeell, I can’t help but notice you’ve got this adorable, supple, and delicious purple horn I’ve been wanting to feel inside me ever since we’ve met. And you’ve been wanting to learn more about me and my Pinkie Sense, right? So what could be more fun and educational than putting all six of those inches up inside of me and seeing what happens?”

Twilight’s eyes lit up like a filly on Hearth’s Warming Eve as her horn involuntarily fired off another spark. “Pinkie, you’re a genius! That could actually be very useful… if a little wet and… awkward.” Twilight trailed off before taking a deep breath to bolster her resolve. “But you’re willing and I’m able and… by Celestia, if it pushes back the shroud of ignorance over ponykind back even just a little then we’ve gone a great service to not just science, but all equinity!” she reasoned.

“That’s the spirit!” Pinkie kissed her glowing appendage, causing it to crackle and give off sparks that warmed the pair to the touch.

“But once we’ve completed our experiment, I get to spend time with your... ears. Is that okay?” Twilight cringed slightly, cautiously optimistic but still half-expecting Pinkie to buck her off the hill in spite of herself.

“Alrighty, but horn first! This is my fantasy, so come on. Come on. Come ooon!” she pawed at the ground impatiently.

“Pinkie! We need to be safe about this. Lay down on the lawn chair and I’ll… pray that nopony happens upon us doing this because I really don’t want to have to explain myself…”

“We’ll be fine, Twilight! Nopony about but a few Thestral couriers at this hour! So… how do I look?” Pinkie spread out on her back across the lawn chair, her poofy mane hanging over the back while her ears dangled over the sides; her round, firm plump body filling out the chair with pudgy softness. Her supple mounds of sweet-enhanced flesh rested in front of her feminine entrance, serving silent guard duty to the sacred chambers within. Pinkie, easily reading Twilight’s expression, continued. “Yeah, I could lay on my belly but where’s the fun in that?”

“Pinkie, you’re not worried I might… poke you?” Twilight prodded the hard tip of her horn with a hoof, surprised when her own touch sent a shiver passing through her.

“I’m worried you might not, Twi! Help yourself!” Pinkie reached down to cup both of her breasts in each hoof, causing the undulating pink flesh to ripple enticingly.

Twilight felt her heart leap hard again. “I suppose a bit of supplementary study of your anatomy couldn’t hurt!” She lit her horn and began to caress her magnificent cleavage, delighting in how it felt against her aura. It felt so good, and yet, it wasn’t enough! She had to feel them on her hooves!

So she did so, tentatively at first but with increasing eagerness, sampling their hemispherical forms and deliciously soft and yielding texture. Getting bolder in her efforts, she planted a kiss on each nipple before cupping them lovingly, gently suckling them with the pads of her hooves while Pinkie cooed and arched her lower belly at the efforts, urging more from her friend with an additional and unmistakable wink of her marehood. Twilight inhaled the wave of cotton-candy scent it emitted, taking incentive from the promise of future reward from it — as if their present fun wasn’t enough to warrant motivation!

“Oh, Pinkie, you are so… excessive! And I love you for it!” Twilight said longingly, kissing the warm, furry surface of her equine teats before popping one in her mouth and suckling it. “I already feel jealous of any foals you have that get hold of these!”

‘Oh, Twilight! Now you are beginning to understand the joys of being a mother!” Pinkie rested her hind legs around Twilight’s back as she feasted on her tender teats, massaging her own ears with her free hooves and perhaps realizing only then how much more sensitive and sensual they had become since her enhancement.

“You’ve always looked so happy when you’re around Pound and Pumpkin!” Twilight licked her mammaries with worshipful fanaticism, never wanting to be separated from them again. “I’ve no doubt you’ll make a wonderful mother someday, Pinkie!”

“Thank you, Twilight…” Pinkie moaned gently.

Twilight could recognize it in Pinkie’s kind face; the look of a professional doing what she loved most. It was the way she felt while gazing into the night sky through her telescope.

“You’ve no idea what that means to me! It is my dream… no, my ultimate purpose to bring more life and laughter into this world. Foal-sitting for Pound and Pumpkin Cake taught me that — as well as how huge a responsibility it is! I just hope I’m up to it when it finally happens! And I hope it happens soon!”

“I’m sure you will…” Twilight murmured around an erect nipple as the two fell into a contented silence, Twilight continuing to massage Pinkie’s mammaries until curiosity could be put off no longer. For Pinkie’s, most intimate and enticing depths lay before her after shifting her breasts out of the way with her hoof.

Twilight gazed up into the Pinkie’s erotic entrance, examining it with great interest. My, it really is so much smaller an aperture than mine. Or maybe I’m just far larger than the mean? Grabbing her notepad and scribbling a quick note to re-examine the Canterlot Library for peer-reviewed literature on the topic, she turned her attention back to Pinkie’s puffy pink lips and prim, aroused clit, rimmed by a dark, pink vulva that set itself apart from the rest of her fur.

Comparing sizes, Twilight noticed that while Pinkie's clitoris was much shorter in length, it was far girthier and made for a very inviting target. But now wasn’t the time! Twilight lit up her horn, tearing her eyes from the sight of her nubbin and took careful aim at the tender slit just below it. “Okay, this is it! Pinkie, I’m going in!”

“Good luck, Commander!” Pinkie gave her friend and offhand salute, propping her head up with her ears to give herself a better look.

Lining up her horn, Twilight dithered indecisively before the Earth Pony’s powerful hind limbs forced matters by wrapping around her neck and pulling her in, the magical appendage being swiftly driven all the way into her scalp with a wet plop. “Ah!” she couldn’t help but cry out in surprise and pleasure as her horn tingled fiercely. Its surroundings were warm, moist, and indescribably intimate, her friend’s cotton-candy essence quickly beginning to pool on Twilight’s forehead.

And then Twilight felt a massive magical power surge through her horn that nearly knocked her flat; a massive sensual jolt through her like an erotic electric shock that left her both twitching and tingling from head to toe. “Pinkie, what... just…. Happened!?” she asked weakly, finding herself barely able to move and completely unable to withdraw her horn from her friend’s depths.

Twilight blinked and when she opened her eyes, she could no longer see from them but now saw from what could only be Pinkie's perspective, looking up into space.

Pinkie’s eyes glowed white, her curly hair standing on end. Of their own accord, her ears zeroed in on a single point of light in the night sky. “Oooooooaaaaaaooooooooh! Never mind the vanilla, Twilight, you’re boosting my Pinkie Sense with your horn! I’ve got a signal link all the way to the Bat Yam colony on planet Elunaria! I can finally wish their commander a Happy Birthday! Oooo… I need to introduce him to both of us! We’ve never spoken before and you deserve to meet him too for helping me!”

Despite the intense pleasure and ongoing magical absorption she continued to experience, leaving her singularly disinclined to move, Twilight felt compelled to speak up. “P-Pinkie, I don’t think that’s a good idea…” She felt no right to question what was happening or who in the known universe Pinkie was sending personal letters to but agreed with the great griffon scientist Stavian Hawkwing that contacting aliens as a general rule was courting disaster.

Pinkie, however, was not so constrained. “Happy Birthday, Commander Netherspite!” she shouted into the very nether itself.

Twilight gaped as the sensations of Pinkie’s chaotic powers manifested along the entire surface of her horn, bringing the image of a terrified pale-furred Thestral into her mind’s eye, dressed in some sort of military uniform and looking through some sort of glass window into her pale, blue eyes. The terrified ‘Commander’ was now listening to Pinkie sing a full, multiple-verse personalized song congratulating him on reaching his 300th birthday in spite of the mortal danger posed by the interdimensional demonic threat.

A song in an alien language with elements that were in the ultrasonic register of a normal pony’s hearing.

It was surreal, to put it mildly.

After Pinkie was finished, and a number of other uniformed, pale-furred Thestrals in similar uniforms had gathered in front of the clear-paned window, jabbering tensely to each other in their strange language, Twilight lost the image and the power drain on her magic was cut off. To Pinkie’s disappointment and Twilight’s relief, Pinkie had released her horn, sending her reeling, forcing her to fall back on her haunches, leaving her coated in a sheen of sweat.

“Whoa!” Twilight Sparkle reached up and rubbed her horn with a trembling hoof, the phantom sensations still throbbing through her magical conduit, sending fresh thrills of pleasure through her as her horn continued to absorb the magical essence imparted to it. “Pinkie, is this how you know so much? Have you seen it all firsthoof? Please, Pinkie, I must know more!” she pleaded, her desire her knowledge overriding even her sexual desires in that instant.

Oh! Well, um…” As Pinkie rubbed her head, Twilight noticed that her eyes had gone back to normal but the tips of her curly locks still smoked slightly. “I don’t know that I can really explain it well enough by describing it… but here goes! I can travel across space through portals located throughout Ponyville where things don’t work the way the rest of the world does.

“The Pinkie Space makes you smaller so you can fit inside of it which means you also come out in reeeeeally, really tight places and visit ponies you’ve never met! It has rules and all that… I actually can’t just pop up anywhere I want to! Distance is a real biggie. I mean, until you came along I could never send a message that far before! So thanks, Twilight! You should stick your horn in me more often!”

Twilight’s brain had spun into high gear, her synapses starting to sizzle at both the information and suggestion. Once or twice she thought she’d interrupt Pinkie for clarification, but decided to just let her continue. Maybe some of Pinkie’s disjointed thought processes had been imparted to her along with a measure of her magic, as it almost made sense in a weird way.

If only I could gain some observational data! she despaired of never having any, for that was always the maddening caveat when it came to Pinkie’s abilities. Unless… her brow furrowed despite the lingering pleasure as an idea came to her. What was there to lose? After all, she’d already entered horn deep into her marefriend and experienced enough metamagical phenomena to keep learned ponies busy for a hundred years hard at work, but, she now realized, the real prize was potentially just one question away.

“Pinkie… I’d really like to experience this for myself! So, um… could you send me, someplace?” Twilight asked in a falsely casual tone.

Pinkie looked surprised by the request. “Through Pinkie Space? I’ve never done that before but…”

Twilight’s casual expression instantly collapsed into a strained smile. “Pleeeeeeease?”

“I dunno…” Pinkie’s expression grew pained as if her mind had conjured up the world’s largest falling piano over the top of her friend’s head. “Oh, I can send you wherever you want to go inside of Ponyville with your power boost but don’t really feel smart enough to say what will happen to you when you get there! Thing is, being inside Pinkie Space is very… different from what you’re used to. Takes a different way of looking at the world.”

Twilight felt a surge of excitement. It wasn’t quite a yes but far from a no — a hoof in the door, which was certainly much easier to obtain than a horn in her friend’s marehood. “A different way of looking at the world?”

Pinkie put a hoof to her chin, articulating her thought before her eyes brightened. “It’s like… being an ant! On the other side of where you’re going is where you want to be but it takes something more than just walking there to reach it. You need to crawl with all of your might, even if it looks impossible for you!”

Twilight nodded. She would be called upon to take yet another leap of faith but yet it wasn’t fear but anticipation that now filled every corner of Twilight’s consciousness. “I think I understand exactly what you mean, Pinkie! Can you send me somewhere close?”

Pinkie gave an equine shrug of her powerful shoulders. “Close? Sure, but unless I go with you, I can’t guarantee exactly where I’ll send you. There’s a whole lot of holeys out there leading to all sorts of places in Ponyville! I’m talking thousands of them! But don’t worry — since I remain behind, you’ll remain linked to me, and that means I can always pull you back if something goes wrong.”

Relatively safe and consequence-free and involving Pinkie, no less? What am I waiting for? Twilight clopped her hooves, happily. “That sounds perfect! So you’ll send me through?”

Pinkie still looked reluctant but whatever it was that was bothering her had passed. “You are a good friend, Twilight, and you make a great lover too! I owe you one for powering me up earlier so consider it done!” The pair bumped hooves.

“Excellent! Pinkie… I’ll see you on the other side!” Twilight lined herself up with Pinkie’s marehood. “Horn ready!”

“Pinkie Sense ready!” Pinkie chirped back cheerfully. “Good luck, Twilight and come back with some juicy gossip!”

Twilight gave Pinkie’s rear a reassuring pat, before inserting herself back in all the way up to the scalp. She allowed the familiar sensations to wash over her before the world abruptly disintegrated into a wild whirl of color, the summer night sounds of birds and crickets chirping distorting and becoming distant before sinking into the magical void.