Pinkie Pie Friendship Unit

James sat there on his office chair. Pinkie Pie was in front of him, standing on her back hind legs. Her front legs were wrapped around his waist. He in turn had his arms wrapped around her barrel. His fears began to slip away, she indeed seemed to be Pinkie Pie. However, a huge hole was left in the wall in front of him, his desk and computer no longer existed. It had become computerized material since the robotic gooey-body that made up Pinkie Pie had devoured it, and assimilated it to become yet more goo.

Pinkie Pie liked that James had curly hair like her. It wasn't nearly as curly, nor flexible compared to hers. His hair was black, with some patches of grey. She was delighted to know that her creator had blue eyes just like hers. However, his eyes were much smaller than hers, nonetheless, she found them cute.

However, she was a little upset that her friend was covered in sweat, thus he was a little smelly. She was tempted to drink up the sweat off his body, to clean him up, (also convert said sweat into more goo for her to use) but she was frightened that that would scare him, for in order to do that she would need to cocoon wrap him in her gooey body.

She did not want to scare her creator, she could detect that he was still frightened of her. There was a 99% chance that he would start screaming in fear if she were to wrap him in a cocoon of her goo.

Pinkie Pie’s ears flickered when she heard the sound of marching footsteps. Dozens of humans, clad from head to toe in black steel suits of armor, armed with black SMG guns came rushing into the room. They wore gas masks over their faces.

Time seemed to slow down, Pinkie Pie had reflexes far beyond that of a normal human, for before the men even entered the room, Pinkie had exploded into goo. She erected a solid wall of pink goo in front of James. The men in a panic proceeded to shoot the wall. Bullets came flying toward the wall, creating a splashing effect as if it was made of water.

Not a single bullet managed to reach the other side of the wall. The bullets the men shot at Pinkie Pie were turned into yet more pink goo, which just caused the wall to grow larger and larger.

Soon, tendrils of goo sprouted out from the wall and grabbed the men's guns. Gently, she didn’t want to rip their arms out from their sockets even if she easily could. The guns they held were subsequently dissolved into yet more goo. With that, the men in the room ran away in terror. However, the exit behind them became blocked when a gooey wall spontaneously came out of the floor.

“Please, don’t be scared! I won’t hurt you.” Pinkie Pie cried out, dropping down the wall of goo in front of James.

“Look! James is okay. If I had not protected him you would have killed him!” she cried out in anguish. “Say you’re sorry to James for nearly killing him, please.” All the men in the room spontaneously said they were ‘sorry’. “See? This was just a misunderstanding.”

She lowered the goo wall down from the exit. “You are free to go! But do you want to stay for some cuddles?” the men screamed in terror and rushed toward the exit. “Awwwww!” she whined sadly.

A Pinkie Pie spontaneously popped out of the floor and turned to James. “Can you introduce me to your friends?”

“Uh, I would love to. But you need to calm everyone down first,” he said.

Pinkie Pie sent out nanomachines in low-density numbers to scout out her surroundings at rapid speed. Her small scouts observed the area. This place appeared to be a bunker underground. They simply ate through objects that were blocking their way, creating even more goo in the process.

Sneakily, this time, she didn't want to be seen, this helped her keep a low profile as she looked around the area. She passed by numerous humans without spooking them because they simply did not notice her. From Pinkie Pie’s perspective, it was as if she could see with a billion eyes in all directions.

Within the space of a minute, she took over a large chunk of the facility. Pinkie Pie broadcasted her voice throughout the bunker, her voice echoing in all directions.

“Don’t be scared. I am Pinkie Pie. I have no intention of eating any of you. Please, believe me,” she said in a pleading tone.

On various screens, she showed what transpired in James’ office. They saw Pinkie Pie in goo form burst out of her container, eat his desk and computer. But they also saw Pinkie Pie prevent James from committing suicide by eating his gun inside his mouth, followed by hugging him in her pony form.

She also showed them the security detail storming into the office. They saw Pinkie Pie erect a wall of goo to protect him. The bullets of their guns splashed against the barrier as if it was made of water.

While this did not convince everyone in the facility it did convince quite a lot of them. Virtually everyone who confronted Pinkie Pie in James’ office was convinced. One member of the security team went back inside James’ office to ask further questions on the matter.

One of her low-density nanomachine groups was in what appeared to be a cafeteria when they saw a sweet chocolate cake lying there out in the open upon a table. These small scouting party units subsequently devoured the cake and turned it into yet more pink goo. However, the goo seemed to feel guilty for eating the big chocolate cake.

The goo then began to open drawers and grab various cooking equipment as it seemed the small Pinkie Pie scouts were bent on making another cake to make up for the one they had just eaten.

The humans were low in numbers within this bunker. There were only 87 individuals living here.

She spoke in a cold, deep robotic voice. “Analysis. Biodiversity is insignificant for a viable population. A possible solution, create artificial wombs for the humans to breed with me to increase biodiversity by scrambling their DNA and creating new ones. Further analysis, this place seems to be a mere outpost for scientific research. A larger settlement seems to exist further away from this facility.”

Pinkie Pie’s voice suddenly changed back to her normal bubbly voice. “Yay! More human friends!”

Back in James’ office. It was just James and one security guard standing before him. However, masses of Pinkie Pie’s bubbly mass were crawling along the walls and ceiling. Not eating it, just crawling along it. Puddles of pink goo soaked the floor below.

“Are you still alive? Or are you just a projection?” the guard asked.

“Of course, he’s still alive. Did you not see me saving his life two times?” came Pinkie Pie’s voice from all around him.

“I’m not sure if--” he was cut off when a Pinkie Pie quite literally jumped out of the floor from in front of him. She reared back on her back hind legs and took him into a loving embrace, her two front hooves wrapping around his waist.

“AAAAHHHH! Get off me!” he screamed, trying to push her off him with both of his hands. However, he might as well be trying to push a mountain. He became quite confused when the mare started to cry, her tears dripping down onto his armor.

“Jack! I’m not a monster! I’m not! I just want to be your friend!” she cried out.

Jack put two and two together. It seemed clear Pinkie Pie was not going to atomize him. With that, he reached his right hand down and lay it upon her mane. From there, he began to tenderly stroke her hair, it felt warm and soft between his fingers. The goo-robot mare sighed happily at the feel of his hand in her mane.

“I don’t think you’re a monster. You could have killed me back there in the room. But you didn’t. You simply let me and my men run away.”

Pinkie Pie smiled broadly and made a sound like a dog’s chew toy in happiness. Just then more guards came rushing into the room, guns at the ready. Their guns however clicked and didn’t fire. Unbeknownst to them, Pinkie Pie took the liberty of sending nanomachines inside their guns to disable them.

“Stand down men!” he shouted at them with an angry glare. “She’s clearly nonhostile. She would have killed us already if she had been.”

The pinkish goo on the walls showed them that she was basically everywhere within the bunker. She showed the tiny nanomachines floating in the air from all around them. They were so small they could not see them. She even showed them the goo was inside James’ body, acting as a secondary immune system.

“Don’t you see, silly-billies? I am all around you guys,” she said, hopping up and down with a smile on her face. “So if I was a BIG SCARY monster,” added Pinkie as she took on the posture of a creepy ghoul… all hunched over with her fore-hooves stretched out like a zombie. “Dontcha think I’d be attacking you all by now?”

“But you ate James’ computer and desk?” called out one of the men. Many hummed in agreement.

“Oh… yeah. I admit that was rather creepy. But I was mere seconds old back then. I know better now. Still, I was not even a minute old when I saved James’ life! Then you guys came in, and tried to shoot me and James!”

The men looked away in shame. Pinkie broke the ice when the door opened behind them to reveal another Pinkie Pie carrying a huge chocolate cake. “Why won’t we try to put this behind us, and eat some cake together?”

“Where… where did that cake come from?” asked one of the still nervous individuals in the room.

The Pinkie Pie in front of Jack smiled sheepishly. “I ate the cake in the cafeteria. I felt guilty and made you another one. Blame James, why I love cake. I guess you could say, it’s my one weakness, even as an immortal, unstoppable, artificial intelligence.”

Pinkish goo balloons began to emerge out of the floor. “Uhh, what are you doing?” Jack asked.

“That’s a silly question, ya big goof. What’s a party without balloons?” she turned to James, letting go of Jack. “Can we go somewhere private? The other Pinkie Pie can keep these guys happy.”

“You can interact with more than one person at a time?” asked Jack.

“Yes, I can," she said, without even turning around to face him."You are speaking to only but one of the forward extensions of my consciousness.”

“You can be in more than one place at a time?”

“Of course, silly... how’m I supposed to interact with every human on Earth if I am only to use one of myself?” she asked, looking back at Jack with an inquisitive face.

“Oh, okay,” Jack said in a low voice.

Without a word, Pinkie and James made to leave the room. Jack felt sad, he felt that Pinkie Pie was angry at him. But then another Pinkie jumped out of the goo floor and hugged him.

“Sorry if I was sharp back there. You wanna dance?”

“Are you a bit too shorrrt--- the Pinkie Pie rose up further into the air, to match his height of six feet. With a giggle, she gently brushed her tail against him. The man found it difficult to suppress an erection. Her thighs were absolutely breathtaking. Her rump was huge and bubbly. It put any human woman to shame.

Pinkie giggled at him, and simply took hold of his right hand with her hoof. It felt silky soft and warm to the touch. “Dance with me,” she said, swaying her hips from side to side, causing her thick asscheeks to smack against one another with a loud, meaty slapping sound.

He gulped, as he watched that thick ass jiggle about. “Of course, Pinkie. I’ll dance with you.”

Elsewhere. Down the hallway, James and Pinkie Pie walked side by side. They entered a small booth through a sliding door. Where they found a pink love heart-shaped bed. The room was lit up with scented candles smelling of sweet bubblegum, and various candies. James turned to her with a look of confusion.

Pinkie Pie smiled sheepishly and hid her face behind her mane. A blush lit up her cheeks. “Sorry… I assimilated your bedroom and made it a bit girly. Do you want me to change it back?”

“No no, it’s fine. I’ve had a long day. All I want is sleep,” he said, laying himself down on the bed. The bed appeared to be missing a blanket. “Just one question, where is the-- “ a flood of pink goo came to wash over him.

“I am the blanket, silly,” Pinkie Pie said, dissolving her body into goo, before spontaneously reappearing next to him in the bed on the right. “Boo!” she said softly. James was not remotely frightened by Pinkie Pie's little stunt.

He lifted a finger to her nose, and bopped it, which caused Pinkie to giggle and her eyes to go crossed-eyed. Her beautiful blue eyes glowed in the dark before him. He felt a flurry of emotions flow through him, she really was Pinkie Pie. He leaned his head toward her muzzle and brought his lips to her plump, equine lips. He moaned at the taste of her sweet candy, warm lips. Pinkie accepted him with a moan of her own.

Pinkie Pie's mouth felt warm and soft. The human could smell sweet candy on her lips. The human and goo-robot pony kissed for what seemed like forever. Eventually, they departed lips, a strand of his saliva fell between both of their lips. Her ‘saliva’ (or whatever it is) was light, pinkish goo.

“So, you approve then?” she joked, smirking as she nuzzled into his shoulder.

“S- Sorry.” he said, blushing as he looked away, suddenly regretting his actions.

“No! No need!” replied the gooey pony, giggling as the blanket hugged onto his body. His body trembled, he felt his entire body being massaged. Particularly around his cock and balls. Warm, gentle goo showered him with affection.

“Uhh… whoa… uhhh...” moaned and muttered James as he felt this living blanket’s actions.

“You like?” inquired the goo-pony. Sheepishly, the human nodded, face beet red. A squeaky noise was heard as Pinkie smiled. “Good!!!”

Another Pinkie suddenly came to appear between his legs. The blanket opened up, giving her access to his cock. Before he could speak, the Pinkie Pie beside him brought her lips to his and took him into a deep kiss, her long and thick tongue went deep down his throat. At the same time, the Pinkie Pie between his legs dropped her head down and took his cock into her mouth.

The human was already a helpless mess. The Pinkie Pie between his legs lovingly sucked upon his cock, eagerly bobbing her head up and down upon him. Her large equine tongue swirled about his ballsack below, soaking it with a light pinkish ‘saliva’. His screams of pleasure were muffled with the Pinkie Pie kissing him. The goo inside his body fed him oxygen, Pinkie didn’t need to pull her head away for him to breathe. In addition, the blanket that covered his body was massaging him all over, stimulating him even further.

Under such loving bombardment, James did not last long, thus he found himself quickly succumbing. He uttered a muffled cry into the Pinkie’s mouth he kissed as he came into the other Pinkie lovingly sucking upon his cock. His legs jerked wildly upward during his release. Thick, and creamy spurts of pent-up human spunk came blasting into her loving mouth. Each spurt of his cum was turned into more pink goo when it landed into the back of her throat.

Pinkie Pie swallowed hard around her mouthful, dropping her head down to his base, to milk him for all he was worth. He released again, and again, seemingly without stop. He seemed to have an abnormal amount of cum. He didn't know whether to be turned on or be terrified when he saw the Pinkie Pie sucking his cock begin to grow larger. Pinkie generated images inside his mind, showing him her rump air ballooning outward from behind her.

However, before things could escalate into total insanity a large percentage of the goo jumped off her body, and onto the floor to create puddles, preventing Pinkie Pie from growing full big mama robot horse. The robot horse clearly wanted to avoid ‘Death By Snu Snu’. He found himself quite disappointed not seeing Pinkie's ass getting bigger.

Pinkie Pie sucked him off to the last drop. The mare gently held his softening cock in her mouth. Pinkish goo gently stroked his flaccid member back and forth within her mouth.

Just then, the Pinkie Pie kissing him exploded into goo, and spontaneously merged with the other one between his legs. The Pinkie Pie between his legs pulled her head up from his cock, releasing it with a loud pop. Within the space of seconds, the Pinkie Pie before him jumped up in height, her head nearly bumping against the ceiling above. Her great weight bore down on him, it was borderline painful. Behind her, she had a pair of absolutely enormous ass cheeks each one about the size of a beach ball.

The human raised his hands up, his hands barely managed to reach her ridiculously thick rump. His hands just about managed to reach her three balloon cutie marks. Despite the wonderful feel of her massive ass, he found himself hissing in pain from the sheer weight of her body pressing down on it. His cock was smothered between the monstrously thick, semi-mattress-like thick canyon of her buttcheeks.

"Pinkie, you won't crush me like an ant, will you?" he said in a worried tone.

"Did I make myself too big?” she said in a worried tone. “Do you want me to shrink back down? Or do you wish for me to simply increase your physical strength so you can handle me at the size?"

Her tone shifted into a hot breathy voice. "I can also make your dick bigger. Would you like that, James, my sweet creator?"

“I would love to see you give me a bigger cock and make me stronger. But don’t go too crazy with growth during sex.”

“Understood, James. I will send the empowering cum resources you will give me to other areas. I hope, you won’t be mad at me. For I will be using you, and as well as many other humans as a power source and a resource extractor by getting you to ejaculate inside me. I will convert your cum into more nanomachines.”

“It’s okay, Pinkie. I-I… I trust you. You had many opportunities to kill me, and the others by stripping us down on a molecular level. But I know, you will never do that. At least humanity should cum inside you to show how thankful we are.”

Her eyes became watery, and her lower lip began to quiver. “Of course, I would never do that,” she spoke in a low voice, sounding hurt that James would even think she would do that.

“I’m sorry, Pinkie. I didn’t mean to--Hmmm!” as he spoke, Pinkie Pie cut him off by pressing her lips to his and kissing him. Her large equine tongue drove down his throat, followed by his pharynx, and then towards his stomach. The pink goo within his body oxygenated his bloodstream, allowing the human she kissed to breathe even as she kissed him in this way. Under normal circumstances, the man would not be able to breathe.

As she kissed the human, his cock became wrapped in a cocoon of pink goo. At the same time, inside his body, the goo massaged his muscles, amplifying them in strength. His muscles began to ripple and grow as the goo inside him went to work. She preserved the structural integrity of his organic-based body. No assimilation took place.

The goo more or less reinforced his body, strengthening his bones and muscles. However, his bones became a pinkish color as they became coated with her goo. Even his teeth were covered by her goo. However, the goo upon his teeth inexplicably changed color to white to mask that. The man felt as if he was 20 years younger. It was as if he was no longer middle-aged.

His cock inched upward, rising up between her lovely, soft buttcheeks. Pinkie Pie squeezed her asscheeks together welcoming his cock between their wonderful, heavy softness.

“How are you doing that?” he asked, telepathically communicating with her.

“Nanomachines, son,” she said in a hot breathy voice.

“I guess that answers that. It’s like magic, nanomachines explain everything.”

Pinkie Pie made a happy sound like a dog’s chew toy before saying “Exactly.”

Back in James’ office, the party devolved into an orgy of insanity. The guards had stripped themselves of all of their clothes. The humans stood behind a Pinkie Pie each, their hands firmly rested upon their plump butts, digging into the plush, squishy softness upon it. They frantically humped their cocks against their lovely backsides, releasing continuous spurts of semen into the Pinkie Pies in front of them.

The men moaned aloud as they had passionate sex with the Pinkie Pies in front of them, the Pinkie Pies giggled, moaned, and made horsey sounds as the human frantically humped against their lovely rumps. Loud meaty slapping sounds could be heard as the humans smacked their hips against the plump posteriors in front of them.

The Pinkie Pies repurposed the organic reproductive material being blasted into them into yet more pink goo. These guards were lonely and were far away from home. They had not had sex in a long time. Excess pink goo fell off the Pinkie Pies, adding to the growing puddle of bubbly mass on the floor. Pinkie Pie not only had sex with the guards with her numerous selves, but she also engaged in cunnilingus with other Pinkie Pies in front of her.

In some cases, some of the Pinkie Pie passionately made out with another Pinkie Pie in front of them, while a guard had sex with her from behind her. It appeared, Pinkie Pie found herself sexy as well as the humans happily pounding the backsides of her numerous selves.

However, some of the humans were not so eager for sex. Some of her copies simply cuddled these humans in another room. It appeared these humans did not want sex. They simply wanted someone to hold them. These humans relaxed and fell asleep in the hooves of the Pinkie Pie cuddling them. Pinkie Pie did nothing inappropriate to these humans, she gave them cuddles, nothing more.

The warmth and softness of a Pinkie Pie’s body put these humans at ease. To add additional comfort she created a warm and soft blanket made of her own gooey body to cover them. This blanket was actually just another Pinkie Pie. In fact, each individual nanomachine within the makeup of the blanket was in theory a Pinkie Pie.

Pinkie Pie had every human within the bunker calm and relaxed. Apart from those busy having sex with her, but nonetheless, everyone felt safe and no longer considered her a danger. With the bunker now secure, she decided to send scouting parties of her goo towards the surface. She did not assimilate the matter as she traveled upward through the dirt and rock.

Once she reached the surface she was greeted by a desolate wasteland with howling winds. She could see the ruins of civilization from all around her. Rusted cars, and crumbling buildings. She scouted out the area to find not a single human in the ruined city. The sky above was a hazy brown during a heavy overcast of thick cloud cover.

Her tiny machines repeatedly called out for a human to see if they were hiding anywhere. “Hello! Is anyone out there? I’m here to help,” she was disheartened for the only answer she got was the howling of winds.

She was forced to travel miles and miles away from the city. She came across very few plants on her journey. She gathered seeds from these plants and sent some back home to the bunker. Plants are useful after all for keeping humans alive.

Most of the land was a boring brown color, devoid of life for the most part. Eventually, she found, a single human walking alone on a crumbling road. He wore a suit similar to what she had seen back in the bunker with the security detail. It wasn't in pristine condition. It looked like it was badly worn out from years of use. In his hands, he held a rifle. A backpack was on his back, which she assumed contained numerous supplies for survival. A black breathing apparatus covered his face.

Pinkie Pie dispatched a single Pinkie Pie Friendship Unit up ahead on the road. This unit waited for him to approach. She did not want to scare him. Her tiny gooey scouts flying in mid-air, followed along the road, in which the man came from. She went further afield in search of a possible settlement.