Pinkie Pie: Queen of Cuddles
You sigh heavily as you gaze at your phone. You were rejected. Again. You shake your head slowly, having lost count how many times this has happened to you. You try to remain positive and tell yourself that the right girl’s out there somewhere, just waiting for you… But at the same time, you can’t help but wonder if you’re trying to fool yourself.
You sigh again. You haven’t had much of a love life, and that’s not for lack of effort on your part. You’ve been through the cycle over and over again. Finding a girl attractive. Developing feelings for her. Asking her out. Getting rejected or finding out she’s already taken. Moping over it while starting back at square one. Repeat.
Well… There is one girl you’ve had feelings for for months now, but…
You get up off of your bed. Maybe a nice walk will get your mind off of things for the moment.
As you exit your home, your mind wanders to one of the many crushes you’ve had over the years.
Yona. She was a foreign exchange student that went to your high school. She was a passionate woman, and a whole lot of woman to boot! She was broad-shouldered, blurring the line between fat and muscular. She was a little clumsy and awkward, and she didn’t quite have a full grasp on the English language… but that all only further endeared her to you!
“Yona sorry… Yona just want to be friends.”
You make a sputtering noise. It took you a couple of weeks to come to terms with that. You really had it bad for her! It even took you an additional week just to talk to her again!
But that was a couple of years ago.
You and Yona are now good friends, and you hang out together every once in a while. She’s a blast to be around!
A barking dog startles you back to reality. Ugh, you hate it when that happens!
You put your hands in your pockets as you roll your eyes and mutter under your breath, then let your mind wander again as you resume walking. You think back to another one of your previous crushes…
Whoa Nelly, a former co-worker of yours. God, that woman was a fucking knockout! Nearly three hundred pounds of absolute sex appeal, she exuded confidence in every step she took. Smooth pale turquoise skin. Captivating orange eyes. Long, voluminous lime green hair. Large breasts that could spill out of your hands. One hell of a fat belly that she’d intentionally expose partially, just enough that you could see some of her stretch marks!
“I’m flattered, hon… but I’m not interested in dating.”
At least Nelly’s rejection didn’t sting as much as Yona’s. That was mostly in part because you were infatuated with her, and your attraction to her was more physical than emotional. Still, you were glad she remained single for as long as she worked with you. You would’ve been pissed if she went out with someone after telling you that!
You frown. Thinking about your past with women isn’t helping with your mood, but you can’t help yourself!
Torch Song. A chubby beauty with an incredible singing voice. Every song she sang made your heart skip a beat, and her smile was a sight you treasured! She was a woman passionate in everything that she did, and never hesitated to tell you the truth.
“I appreciate your courage in telling me… but I’m a lesbian.”
Your pace begins to slow as that all-too familiar feeling of loneliness surfaces from within.
Sugar Belle. A big woman who was as sweet and beautiful as her namesake. She owned and ran a bakery in downtown Canterlot City. She had the cutest giggle that ended with a snort, and a soft spoken voice that put your soul at ease.
“That’s very sweet of you… but I already have a boyfriend.”
The sound of a baby babbling snaps you out of it, and you turn around to see a blue woman just as fat and busty as Whoa Nelly giggling as her wiry husband peers into a twin stroller and makes funny noises.
You blink in surprise. A woman that big and hot got knocked up with twins?!
Images of the woman fill your mind. Sexual fantasies abound in your head as you envision her with larger breasts, a massive pregnant belly and a libido of legendary proportions. She rides you, screaming your name at the top of her lungs as she achieves orgasm after orgasm-
You hurry back home, suddenly desperate for relief.
You stare at your ceiling as afterglow kicks in. Your post-nut clarity gives way to the emptiness and loneliness you felt when you were outside. You heave a long and deep sigh, then wash your hands.
You walk back to your bed, then flop down onto it. You grab your phone, then reach your contacts. You scroll down, then stop on a certain individual: Pinkie Pie. Your currently ongoing crush and closest friend.
You exhale, releasing a breath you didn’t know you were holding as you stare at her picture.
You and Pinkie have been friends since your days back in Canterlot High. She was kind of skinny back then, mainly because she had to stay in shape due to all the magical craziness that often befell her and her closest friends.
Pinkie confided in you and her friends that she wasn’t all that comfortable being skinny, so once you all graduated and the magical shenanigans had finally stopped, she started gaining weight. She did so with the help of her friend Twilight Sparkle, who made sure she did it carefully.
You watched as Pinkie started off at one hundred and fifty pounds, then slowly climbed upwards to a nice three hundred. Her cheeks became chubby. She gained a double chin. She grew bingo wings. Her legs and thighs thickened. Her ass grew bigger, as did her already sizable breasts. You watched as her stomach became a big, round fat belly that jiggled with every step she took.
As Pinkie put on her pounds, you noticed how beautiful she really was. The beauty of her truly being comfortable with her appearance and the full confidence she had with her heavy body. You started to develop feelings for her as you realized other things about her that you loved.
Her seemingly boundless energy. Her love for all things. Her adorable giggle that always precedes a snort. The love and warmth you feel from her whenever she hugs you… God, you bet she’d be the best damned cuddler in the world!
You’ve had a crush on Pinkie for several months now, but you haven’t told her yet because you’re scared she’ll just want you as a friend! You don’t know how much more rejection you could possibly take!
And yet… What if she accepted your feelings? Would it make the reward worth the risk? The very thought of you and Pinkie being a couple excites you, and it diminishes the anxiety you feel. You reach the call icon on your screen, then stop as you feel a dash of fear and uncertainty.
You narrow your eyes in determination. You’ve never let fear get in the way of your love life, and you’re not about to let that change! You tap the icon, and turn on the speakerphone. As you hear the dial tone, you feel your nervousness return.
“Hiya!” Pinkie chirps, and your heart rate skyrockets.
“H-Hey, Pinkie,” you stutter slightly. “Say… you wouldn’t happen to be home right now, would you? I want to talk to you about something privately.”
“Okie dokie lokie! See you then!”
You hang up. In a few minutes, you’re going to have your moment of truth… and you’re nervous as hell. You take a few moments to calm yourself by sitting on your bed, closing your eyes and breathing steadily. A minute or two later, you’ve fully calmed yourself. Feeling slightly more confident, you head to your car and make your way to Pinkie’s.
You park on the side of the road. As you get out of your car, you start to feel just the slightest bit nervous again. You swear under your breath. The anxiety is almost as bad as being rejected!
You push aside your worries and head to Pinkie’s front door. You knock on it, and within moments she opens it.
Time stops, as well as your heart. Pinkie’s welcoming smile causes your brain to short-circuit.
“Don’t just stand there,” Pinkie chirps as she takes you by the hand. “C’mon in!”
By the time you’ve returned to reality, you find yourself in Pinkie’s living room and sitting on her couch. She sits next to you, keeping her smile. “What’s up?”
You swallow, then close your eyes as you muster up your courage. “Pinkie…” you open your eyes, then proceed to tell her how you feel about her. You watch her eyes widen as she puts a hand to her mouth.
The expression of hers is enough for you to feel a lump in your throat as you continue. You find yourself unable to stop talking as your eyes mist over. Being vulnerable in front of someone you love when you don’t know they feel about you is terrifying!
You suddenly feel the warmth and softness of Pinkie’s body as she wraps her arms around you. You go limp, then slowly break down. She tightens her grip as you feel her stroke your hair, giving you words of comfort that you can’t hear due to getting lost in your tears.
Several moments later, your tears stop. You look up at Pinkie, who smiles warmly. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner, silly?”
“B… Because I was so scared, Pinkie. I-I was scared that you’d reject me and things between us would change and I-”
Pinkie cuts you off by pressing her lips against yours. She slides her tongue against your teeth, and you instinctively open your mouth. You gasp as you feel your tongues touch, then sigh as you close your eyes and embrace her.
The kiss goes on for what feels like a blissful eternity, until Pinkie breaks it with an audible smack. She gazes at you with her eyes half-lidded.
“I love you too,” Pinkie says softly. “I’ve actually loved you for an extra-super-duper long time now.” She runs a hand through your hair. “I love you more than confetti, parties… everything.”
“Why didn’t you tell me sooner, silly?”
Pinkie giggles, then snorts, which causes her large breasts and fat belly to jiggle slightly against your torso. “Smarty-smart,” she says as she boops you on the nose.
“So… where do we go from here?”
“How about my room,” Pinkie asks huskily.
Your jaw nearly drops. “Oh, hell yes.”
You and Pinkie get up and walk over to her room. She gets in front of you, jiggling her ass along the way. You grin and give it a good slap, eliciting a giggle from her.
You reach her room, and she closes the door behind her.
You tilt your head in confusion. “Wait, why’d you do that? It’s just us here.”
“Yeah,” Pinkie purrs as she turns around. “But I think it’s hotter to leave the door closed.” She walks towards you, swaying her hips as her rotund gut and huge tits bounce with each step she takes. She wraps her arms around you, fully pressing her body against yours. “I think it’s more… intimate that way.”
Your heart thunders as you return Pinkie’s embrace. “Yeah,” you say softly as you move in for the kiss. “Intimate is… good…” Your mouths open and your tongues clash as you sigh together. The feeling of her slowly dragging her hands up your back makes you shudder with delight. She has the perfect touch!
The kiss is broken, then transitions into another as you raise your hand and playfully tug at the back of Pinkie’s bra. She giggles in your mouth as her hands rest your shoulders. She laces her fingers, then pulls you in for a deeper kiss as you stroke her hair.
Wet smacking noises fill Pinkie’s room as you feel your passion and libido begin to rise.
After the next kiss, Pinkie lifts your shirt up, then tosses it to the floor. She starts planting wet kisses all over your torso, and you relish in the feeling of her tongue dragging along your chest before closing her mouth and pressing her lips against you.
You close your eyes, moaning softly under Pinkie’s care. She licks a nipple, and you spasm. “Fuck!”
Pinkie snorts, then gazes at you longingly as she pinches the hem of her shirt and slowly lifts it. Her fat, heavy belly starts to peek through as the top of her navel and stretch marks become visible.
“Like what you see,” Pinkie asks alluringly.
You nod your head dumbly.
“You want me to continue?”
You nod your head dumbly again.
Pinkie resumes as your cock starts to grow. “I think I might’ve put on a couple of pounds,” she purrs. “I haven’t weighed myself in a while. I wanna say I’m maybe… three hundred twenty-eight pounds?”
All you can do is swallow as you feel beads of sweat form on your head.
Pinkie reaches the bottom of her bra. She raises and crosses her arms, then pulls the fabric of her shirt against her big breasts. She tugs at the hem, making them bounce and jiggle as she licks her lips with a seductive moan.
You snap out of your trance, then unbutton and unzip your jeans right as Pinkie pulls off her shirt and throws it at you, obscuring your vision.
“H-Hey!”
She giggles, then snorts as you hear her unzip her tight jeans. As soon as you pull her shirt off of you, she tosses her jeans at you! You grab them in midair, then drop them suddenly as you gaze at a sight you’ll never forget.
Pinkie’s light cerulean eyes twinkle with love as her hands caress her massive gut. Her breasts bounce around ever so slightly in her dark red bra as she reaches into her panties and pulls out the rest of her heavy belly. “I know you want it,” she says huskily, then slaps her rotund stomach, causing it to ripple. “So come and get it.”
You hurriedly discard your jeans, then shoot over to Pinkie Pie and plant your face directly into her belly. You caress, lick and suck her soft flesh as she laughs.
“T-That tickles!”
You drag your face along and around her huge rotund stomach, worshiping it with a fervor as you feel Pinkie stroke your hair. After a few moments, you kiss a trail upwards until you reach her breastbone.
Pinkie gasps and hugs you tightly. It is at this moment that you realize she's topless.
"I've grabbed my huge tits so many times," she says alluringly. "How about you be the first person besides me to touch 'em?"
"I'd be honored..."
You raise your hands from her huge gut to caress her plump cheeks. "...But right now…" you trail off as you open your mouth and close your eyes. Pinkie reciprocates, and her hands wander around your back as you both let out contented sighs between wet kisses.
You bury your hands in Pinkie’s hair, moaning softly just before your brief makeout session ends. You both gaze at each other as you lower your hands to her fat funbags. You watch as she closes her eyes and gently bites her lips as you cup her breasts. Their soft warmth, combined with her shuddering breaths make your cock fully harden.
Pinkie says your name breathily, then opens her eyes. An intimate silence falls in the room, save for a passing car or two. With each passing moment, your desire to become one with her increases exponentially!
You let go of Pinkie’s boobs, then take off your underwear and toss it into her face. She giggles, then beckons you forth. “Lean on me. I want to make you feel good.”
Those very words cause heat to rise to your face. Knowing what she’s about to do, you press your back against her, basking in her fat and body heat.
You hear Pinkie inhale as her hands glide down your torso, and the heat of her breath makes you shudder as she wraps her fingers around your manhood. She pumps you slowly, continuing her breathing.
You close your eyes and let out a soft moan as you feel Pinkie’s nipples become fully erect. She runs her free hand around your chest, then pecks you on your neck. “Your cock is so thick and meaty”, she whispers. “I can’t wait to find out what it tastes like… Or how it feels inside me.” She kisses your neck again and sucks on it lightly before ending with a wet smacking noise.
Pinkie starts sucking your neck as she pumps your dick just a little faster. You start moaning out her name as pleasure courses through your body. In your haze, you can just barely hear her laugh airily as she lets go.
You turn around to see Pinkie discard her soaking wet panties. “Did you enjoy that,” she asks as she crawls over to you, then leans against you.
“Very much so…” you caress her fat belly, then snake your hand downward. “...But not as much as you’re going to enjoy this.” You stick two fingers into her love canal for emphasis, and she gasps.
You start your thrusting as Pinkie rests her head on your shoulder. She sighs happily, then hums as you grab one of her tits. Your heart dances as you see the look of pure bliss on her face. This is a memory you’ll cherish forever!
Pinkie sighs again, then whispers your name.
“How’m I doing?”
Pinkie lets out a whimper. “F… Feels so good… someone else’s fingers…”
You nuzzle against her neck, then peck her on the cheek as she wraps an arm around yours. You gently speed up, and Pinkie quivers as she tightens her grip.
"N… N-Nibble m-my ear."
You comply, and she responds with a throaty moan as her face scrunches. "Fuck… mmmhnhm…"
Doing all these things to Pinkie is making you more horny by the second! You so desperately want to make love to hear until you're both senseless!
A sudden wet kiss on your neck grabs your attention, and Pinkie takes your fingers out of her pussy with a gasp.
"I think it's time to give your huge cock a taste," Pinkie says huskily. “Why don’t you get yourself settled at the edge of the bed, hmm?”
You do so as Pinkie gets off of the bed, then gets down on her knees.
“Oh, this is gonna be super-duper fun.” She licks her lips, then bends towards your cock and drags her tongue around it.
Your eyes roll back as your whole body tenses up. “SHIT!”
She covers your member in her mouth, and your mind nearly goes blank. All you can do is twitch, shudder and moan as Pinkie bobs her head up and down, sucking every so often for the next few minutes.
Eventually, a soft yet seductive moan escapes her lips, and she pops your dick out of her mouth. “You taste great!” She sits next to you on the bed, then lies down. “Now tell me how I taste.”
“With pleasure,” you purr as you get off of the bed. You get down on your knees, then caress Pinkie’s legs. “You might want to hold onto something… Here I go!”
You stick your tongue inside Pinkie’s love canal, and she grabs your head with a spasm. “Whatever you do, please don’t stop,” she cries out.
You stick your tongue as deep as it can go, savoring her sweet nectar as she thrashes and flails about. Her moans of ecstasy encourage you to be creative, so you draw your name inside her with your mouth muscle.
“I… I-I…” Pinkie arches her back and tenses up with a loud gasp, and your mouth is flooded with her orgasmic juices as her vaginal walls quiver violently. She jerks in fits and starts as she lets out a prolonged moan, then gradually relaxes with a long sigh of contentment.
“Best. Tonguefuck. Ever,” Pinkie says between ragged breaths.
“Need a minute?”
Pinkie shakes her head as she wipes sweat off of her brow. “No… I’m ready for the real party now.”
You nod in understanding, then slowly line up your cock. You can't help but swallow nervously just before you fill her with your member.
Pinkie gasps, and you both moan softly until she’s hilted. Her warm, moist love canal hugs your dick as you gaze into each other’s eyes.
“Pinkie… I love you so much. I want to hear everything. How, when, why-”
Pinkie cuts you off by placing her pointer finger on your mouth. “I love you so much, too… but we'll talk later."
You laugh softly. “Yeah. We will.”
You begin your thrusting as Pinkie wraps her arms around you. Your heart pounds at the intimate contact as you press the full weight of your body onto her. The feeling of her warm, soft round belly and large breasts bouncing against your torso spurs you to kiss her hard.
Your mouths open and you enjoy the sweet taste of her tongue as you kick off a passionate makeout session. Soft moaning becomes muffled each time you kiss as the bed’s headboard starts banging against the wall.
Never in your wildest dreams did you imagine lovemaking would feel this good!
After another kiss is broken, you take a deep whiff of Pinkie’s neck. A faint scent of cotton candy fills your nostrils before you suck her neck.
Pinkie gasps as her grip tightens.
“Did you like that,” you whisper.
Pinkie nods.
“Want me to do that again, but harder?”
Pinkie nods again.
You press your lips against the base of Pinkie’s neck, then drag your tongue in a circle.
Pinkie gasps and shudders with a moan. “Mmm… yeah, k-keep that up!”
You slow your tongue down, then suck as hard as you can while gently dragging your teeth against her skin. As you repeat the process, Pinkie’s moans start to grow in volume.
“Fuck me harder… j-just a l… little h-” Pinkie starts panting as she hugs you tighter and tighter. “F-Fuck…”
You put more effort into your thrusting. “You going to cum for me?”
Pinkie nods vigorously. “Yes. Yes! YES! YE-” She gasps suddenly, and her vaginal walls quake furiously as she digs her nails into your back with a loud and drawn-out moan of ecstasy.
You yelp as Pinkie spasms repeatedly. You hope she didn’t draw blood!
Pinkie finishes climaxing, then takes her hands off of your back. “Y-You okay,” she slurs, clearly in the thrall of afterglow.
You nod, then kiss her as you caress her cheek. Another series of kisses makes your tongues scrape, clash and dance furiously as your hands wander.
You speed up your thrusting as you feel a spark in your loins. “P… Pinkie?”
Pinkie moans out your name as she shuts her eyes. She’s going to cum again?
Seeing her on the verge of getting off a second time causes several sparks to shoot around your nether regions. “P-Pinkie… I…” You let out a moan as the sparks slowly coalesce. “Pinkie…” Another moan. “Where…?”
Pinkie moans again, then opens her eyes halfway as she wraps her arms around you once more. She smiles, then lowers her legs to the point where you can feel her feet gently press against you just above your tailbone.
Your eyes widen momentarily, then you laugh softly. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
You thrust harder and faster as your moaning becomes louder and more frequent. You dive in for a kiss…
…and you share a simply transcendental orgasm with Pinkie as you lock lips and scream in carnal bliss into each other’s mouths. You feel her feet slam down onto your backside as rope after rope of your baby batter pumps out of your cock and into her womb. You both writhe, shudder, and spasm as one being until you finally go limp.
Aftersex wafts through the air as you and Pinkie sigh contentedly. Silence falls in her room, save for the occasional long kiss.
You pull out of Pinkie, then lay on your side as you hold each other close. Her face is flushed and sweaty, her eyes half-lidded, and her hair matted.
“So,” you say between pants. “I told you what I love about you. Now how about you tell me what you love about me.”
Pinkie giggles, then snorts. “Well, I-” She suddenly goes limp as her eyes close. She starts snoring, and you barely manage to stifle a snort.
“Rest well, hon,” you say softly as you pull the covers over yourself and Pinkie. “I can wait.”
Within moments, you fall asleep as well.
