Pinkamena + Friends

Pinkie stared ahead as she drove, hardly blinking at all. Gilda was watching her, trying to figure out what was going through her head. After what seemed like an hour, Gilda finally spoke.

“What’s wrong with you?”

Pinkie eyed her briefly. “Nothing you can help with?”

“Oh really?” Gilda asked, getting defensive.

“Seeing as how it has something to do with relationships, yeah. Really.”

“Relationships? Like dating?” Gilda let out a chuckle. “Shit, who is it? I bet it’s Applejack. Oh, what I wouldn’t do to that body. Mmm!” When She received no answer, she went on. “Not Rarity. Not your type. Twilight and Rainbow are together… Cloudchaser? No… Sunset! It has to be Sunset. Your work partner, right? That’s a good match. I bet you two get up to some crazy shit, right? Maybe I’ll see some of that crazy shit tonigh…”

“Fluttershy.”

Gilda stared at her, only blinking a few times. “Really? Fluttershy? She’s the one you decided to go out with?”

“I can’t explain it,” Pinkamena muttered. “It’s like… she makes me feel…”

“Complete?”

“Stable.”

Gilda nodded before she looked at the club coming up. “Stability is… nice.”

Pinkie pulled into the parking lot and got out. When Gilda opened her door, Pinkie was already there, lending a hand. Gilda hesitated but eventually took it and stood up.

“You’ll meet someone, too,” Pinkie said as she reached past her new buddy to close the car door.

Gilda scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Yeah. Sure.”

Pinkamena shrugged and let go of the woman’s hand. “If I can do it?” She then turned and headed for the club.

“Do you think we would’ve made a good couple?” Gilda asked as she followed.

“Us? You and me?”

“Yeah. I’m hardcore. You’re pretty hardcore, too.”

“I think it’s our differences that makes me attracted to Fluttershy, more than anyone else.”

“I guess opposites really do attract.”

When they neared the building, Pinkie looked at Gilda. “I have to go in the back way. You have to go in the front.”

“Fine,” Gilda sighed. “Guess I’ll… see you on stage.”

Pinkie headed backstage and sat down at a makeup table with a heavy sigh. “Why must relationships suck?” She asked herself.

“I thought you didn’t do relationships.”

Pinkie looked over to see Sunset standing nearby, fully clothed and wearing her leather jacket. “I don’t. But… I dunno.”

“Who is it?”

“Fluttershy.”

“Fluttershy? Fluttershy? W… What about me. I was the first one of your friends to see you naked. The first one you fucked!”

“Which is great, and all, but my life is pretty crazy. Not only have I known Fluttershy for way longer, she also adds a sense of calmness that I rather enjoy.”

“But… they all hate me. If you start dating one of them…”

“You were a bitch, if I recall. No better than Gilda.”

“But I’m different now. And you’ve forgiven me, right?”

“I have, yes.”

“Then…”

“Don’t do it.”

“Do what?”

“Make me choose.”

Sunset sighed and crossed her arms. “I couldn’t do that to you.” She then walked over to the goth and held out an envelope.

Pinkie eyed her and took it. She then opened it and looked inside to find money. “I don’t…”

“What you would’ve made if you were here.”

“Sunset, I can’t…”

“Take it. I wouldn’t have danced in your place just to take all the money for myself.” She then gave a single wave and headed for the exit.

“You’re leaving?”

“I’m exhausted, Pinkie.”

“Sunny,” Pinkamena said as she stood up, making the other woman stop. “I won’t be able to dance with my best friend mad at me.”

Sunset hesitated before she looked over her shoulder. “I’m not mad. Just disappointed.”

Pinkamena quickly walked over to her and spun her around. Without hesitation, she dove in for a kiss. When she felt her friend kiss back, she held the woman’s hips and broke the kiss. As they pressed their foreheads together, they just breathed calmly.

“What if we spent a day together?” Pinkie asked. “Or a few days?”

Sunset smiled lightly. “Sounds… great.” She then pulled back and patted Pinkie’s shoulder. “Goth looks good on you.” She then left out the back door.

Pinkie’s smiled faded a little before she heard the DJ announce her. “And now, a returning favorite…” Pinkamena sighed and headed for the curtain. When she heard her name, she stepped out to a loud applause.

In the front row, she could see Gilda watching her. A grin spread across the stripper’s face as she walked to the edge of the stage and sat down. She spread her legs wide and jumped the air a couple times, getting more applause.

She then reached over and unzipped her left boot before slowly pulling it off to reveal her foot. After she tossed it aside, she removed her right boot and stood back up. She made her way to the left side of the stage and found a very energetic man. She then stuck out her left foot and he immediately pressed his face to the sole. Pinkie smirked and eyed Gilda, who also had a smirk on her face.

Pinkamena rubbed the man’s face with her foot some more before she pulled it away and walked over to where Gilda was. She then undid her goth dress and pulled it off to reveal her breasts. She tossed it aside and now stood in only her fishnet stockings and arm sleeves.

The crowd cheered as she sat down in front of Gilda and stuck her right leg out, the toes pointed directly at Gilda’s face. Pinkie gave her a smirk before the woman accepted the foot and wrapped her lips around the toes. As the crowd cheered, Gilda pulled off to lick up the length of the sole.

“W-Whoa, good thing we sanitize the floors, huh folks?” The DJ announced over the intercom.

Pinkie chuckled and pressed her foot to the woman’s face before she stood up. When she glanced to her right, she saw Cloudchaser at the edge of the stage, smiling at her. Pinkie chuckled and stepped back to grab the pole. She then spun around it and came to a sudden stop to let her tits jiggle for the crowd. She locked eyes with Cloudchaser and got on all fours before she crawled over to her school friend.

The stripper winked at the ebony babe before she placed her left hand on the edge of the stage and used her right hand to pull the woman's face into her cleavage. Pinkie eyed the crowd as they all cheered and whooped. Pinkie chuckled and pulled back slightly before she pushed her right tit in the woman's face. Cloudchaser blushed hard but latched onto the nipple and sucked, getting another round of cheers and whoops.

Pinkamena let out a loud moan before she pulled back and stood up. Cloudchaser bit her lip and covered her mouth with her left hand, like she couldn't believe she did something so lewd in front of so many people. There was a man and woman beside her who noticed and gave her a reassuring pat on the back. Pinkie blew her friend a kiss before she went back to the poles.

Pinkie opened the trunk of her car and pulled out two beers. She popped the lids on both and then poured a drug into one. Closing the trunk, she went to sit in the driver's seat and handed the drugged beer to Gilda.

"That was hot, Pinkie," Gilda said before she took a big swig.

Pinkie took a sip as she smiled. "Mmm... Exhilarating, as always."

"Shame, though. As sexy as your feet are, I kinda wanted to be the one you smothered with your tits."

Pinkamena smirked as her passenger drank some more. "Well, there'll be plenty of time for that. As long as you let me play with yours."

"Anytime," Gilda cooed. After she finished her beer, she dropped it and held her head. "Huh... I feel... kinda... sleepy."

"Well, it is late," Pinkamena said as she drank her own beer. "Just sleep. I'll wake you up when we get back."

"Okay..." Gilda nodded as she yawned and closed her eyes.

Pinkie watched the woman get into a comfortable position before falling asleep. The stripper then turned the car on and drove off.

Pinkie lay naked on a bed, with blood splattered on her body and face, while she stared up at the ceiling. “Do you think love exists simply to distract us, or… make choices harder? Is there a point to it all, or is it just meaningless trash meant to torture and depress?” She turned her head to the side to look at the naked woman bound and gagged beside her. “I, for one, think it’s all bullshit. Sure, I may like someone more than someone else, but dying for someone else? Risking my life for someone else? Nah.”

She held up a knife and brought the blade to the woman’s damp cheek. “Take you and your husband for example,” Pinkie continued. “I could’ve just killed a complete stranger, but the fact you supposedly loved him… That makes it harder to take, doesn’t it?”

The bound woman squealed as if pleading to be let go. In doing so, she caused her cheek to get cut from the knife.

“Whoa, it’s not time for you to bleed yet,” Pinkie chuckled as she pulled her knife back. The woman squealed again, the gag in her mouth extremely damp from her saliva. Pinkamena then stood up and walked to the window of the bedroom, stepping over a man’s corpse. “There’s this girl I find myself attracted to, even though there’s someone else who’s more compatible. Is that wrong? Am I… wrong?”

She then looked over at the woman again who was trying to pull her bound wrists away from the bed’s headboard. “That won’t work, sweetie,” Pinkie cooed before she crawled onto the bed and on top of her captive. “I’ve been trying knots for years.” She let out a sigh as she ran her hand down the woman’s neck to her D-cups and gripped the left tit. “Shame… Such a waste of a fine body. Your husband was really lucky.”

She then lifted up her knife, the victim’s eyes going wide. The knife was then brought down hard on her throat, blood spraying everywhere. Pinkie repeatedly stabbed the woman’s neck until she seemed dead. Pinkamena breathed heavily as blood covered her body and dripped off her face. Pulling her knife free, she was rewarded one more squirt to the face. With a gentle hum, she left the bed and headed for the bathroom to take a shower.

When Gilda felt something gently shake her, she slowly cracked open her eyes. It was Pinkie in her goth dress and they seemed to be back at the University. Pinkie had left her seat and gone around to open the passenger’s door.

“Come on,” she said, gently helping Gilda out of the car. “Let’s get you to bed.”

Gilda nodded. “Yeah… Bed sounds nice.”

After Pinkamena helped her roommate back to their room, get undressed, and into bed, she left again to head on over to Fluttershy’s room. It was still unlocked. Pinkie entered and closed the door before she locked it and undressed.

“Pinkie?” Came Shy’s voice from the bed. Pinkie felt a calmness wash over her the second she heard it. It felt like taking a nap after a long hike up a mountain.

Pinkie smiled and turned to face her. “I said I’d be back, didn’t I?” She then crawled into bed and leaned in to kiss the woman’s neck.

“P-Pinkie, it’s late,” Fluttershy gasped with a soft moan.

Pinkie didn’t listen. Instead, she moved lower.