Pinkamena + Friends

That night, Twilight pulled up to the parking lot and parked her bicycle on the sidewalk. After locking it to the bike rack, she checked herself to make sure she at least looked good. Rainbow had helped her pick out what to wear, and they settled on a black single-strap crop top and a black skirt. It left her legs, belly, and upper chest area exposed, which was more exposure than she was used to.

After straightening her skirt out, she made her way towards the entrance of the club. As she got in line, a familiar face showed up behind her.

“Twilight?” Twilight turned around to see Cloudchaser. She wore a silver tube top and a silver skirt. “First time?”

“Uh, no,” Twilight chuckled. “Second.”

“Here to watch Pinkamena?”

“Is she the only one who dances here?” Twilight asked, wondering why all she hears about is Pinkie.

“Well, Sunset,” Cloudchaser pointed out. “And I’m not really sure. This is only my second time, too.”

After flashing their IDs, the two were in. The place was packed, as usual, but the two managed to find a table near the stage. When they sat down, a tanned flat-chested woman walked up wearing only thin black panties and nipple tape. She also had tan lines from a skimpy two-piece bathing suit. Her hair was short and black with red highlights and strands that hung in her face.

“Hi, my name’s Bramble, can I get you anything?” She asked in a monotone voice as she flicked her head back to remove a few strands of hair from her face. “We don’t serve alcohol, so sorry,” she said, in a manner that implied she’s had to say that on numerous occasions, as she held up a clipboard and pen. “And no I’m not on the menu, either.”

Twilight shrugged. “Water?”

Cloudchaser eyed the woman down and up. “What’s your favorite?”

Bramble hesitated as if this was the first time someone’s asked her that. “Um… Root beer.”

Cloudchaser nodded. “I’ll take a root beer.”

The tanned woman wrote it down and took one last look at Cloudchaser before she walked off. The ebony woman watched her leave before exhaling sharply.

“Wow,” Cloudchaser muttered. “So hot.” She then looked at Twilight again. “I think she liked me.”

Twilight chuckled. “She liked that you took her interests into account. In a place like this, I’m guessing that’s rare.”

“Think she’ll go out with me?”

“Whoa, hold up. Slow it down.”

“You’re right,” Cloudchaser muttered. “I-I should ask for a lap dance first.”

“Get to know her, maybe?”

“Yeah… How’d you and Rainbow get together?”

Twilight smiled. “My friends were trying to get me into sports. I said if need help with the training since I’ve never sport-ed before. And… it happened during training.”

“Aw, that’s sweet,” Cloudchaser said as Bramble returned with their drinks. “Lap dance?!” She blurted out, before covering her mouth with both hands.

Bramble stared at her before she set the drinks down. She eyed Twilight, who was just rubbing her temple and groaning. “I’m sorry,” Cloudchaser suddenly said. “I just…”

“It’s fine,” Bramble said as she went over and sat down sideways in Cloudchaser’s lap. She then put her arm around the customer for support and used her other hand to pick up the glass of root beer. “You know this interaction will cost you fifty bucks,” she said plainly.

“That is totally okay,” Cloudchaser said with a wide smile.

Bramble leaned back and gently poured some of the root beer onto her chest. Cloudchaser stared with a blush before she dove in and licked up the liquid. Twilight just stared in awe, not believing what she was seeing. As the bookworm watched her friend enjoying herself, Pinkamena walked over to their table.

"Twilight?" She asked. "You're back?"

Twilight chuckled nervously. "Yes, well... I was curious and... I wanted to see you."

Pinkie looked down at Bramble and placed her hand on the tanned woman’s shoulder. "I see Cloudy's having fun."

Cloudchaser pulled back with a blush. "She's really fun."

Pinkie chuckled. "You have no idea."

Twilight stared at her. "Have you... had sex with everyone?"

“We’re all pretty close here. Helps relax us and makes us more comfortable to do the things we do.” Pinkie then leaned in close to Cloudchaser. “Careful with Bramble. She’s incredible but likes it rough.”

Cloudchaser blushed. “I… I’m sure I can handle it.”

“Are you sure?” Bramble asked. “I’ve only ever been able to truly enjoy myself with Pinkamena or Sunset. Everyone else is a pussy.”

Cloudchaser blushed even more. “W-Well, I, uh… I’m not actually sure. I’ve never tried it.”

“Shame.”

Cloudy thought for a moment as her right hand ran up and down the woman’s back. “Could we maybe… start with a… private show? And then… work our way up to… the roughness?”

Bramble smirked. “You’re either brave or really fucking foolish.”

“I like taking risks.”

Bramble set the root beer down on the table. “That’s another fifty.”

Cloudchaser tried to reach for her handbag, but couldn’t. “Um… I can’t…”

Bramble chuckled and stood up. “Just bring it with you.”

Pinkamena watched her schoolmate quickly grab her handbag before the two left. She then looked at Twilight. “How about you? Want a show?”

“I-I don’t think I should,” Twilight stammered with a blush. “Rainbow isn’t here… She and I are sorta…”

“Does she know you’re here?”

“Y… Yes. She even, um… helped pick out what I should wear.”

“Sounds like she wants you to have a good time.”

“That’s what she said, yeah.”

“Then, come on. Fifty bucks.”

Twilight sighed heavily but nodded. “Alright. I guess a private dance couldn’t hurt.”

Cloudchaser was pushed onto the soft couch as Bramble stepped up to her and put her hands on her hips. Intense rock music filled the room as Cloudchaser stared at her performer. “Wow.”

“That’s nothing,” Bramble said, before she peeled the nipple tape off. She then leaned forward and gripped the back of the couch, her arms on either side of Cloudchaser’s head. Moving forwards and back, Bramble brought her flat chest close to Cloudy‘s face before pulling it away.

“That’s hot,” Cloudchaser moaned.

“Feel free to touch my hips,” Bramble cooed as she moved her chest closer again before pulling away once more.

Cloudchaser placed her hands on the stripper’s waist and shuddered. “Oh, yeah…”

Twilight sat down as Pinkie began to move her hips in a circular motion. The customer blushed but watched. “A-Actually, Pinkie, there was something I wanted to ask you about.”

The stripper undid her bra and tossed it aside. “Oh? What about?” Pinkie then straddled Twilight’s lap so they were face-to-face.

“You just seemed… frustrated, earlier. I went to check on you but you disappeared.”

Pinkie stared at her before she got up, turned around and sat back down. She leaned back against Twilight and grabbed her friend’s hands with her own. “Is that really what you wanna talk about right now?” Pinkie cooed as she brought Twi’s hands to her exposed breasts.

Twilight blushed hard but squeezed. “You’re my friend. Of course I’m going to worry about you. Especially when you storm off. The last time we saw you angry… you sort of…”

Pinkie sighed and looked over her shoulder. “Someone had to stand up to Sunset.”

“And it seemed Sunset was making you upset again?”

Pinkie shook her head. “Not… in the same way.”

“How so?”

“I don’t wanna hurt her. She’s just… being a huge pain in the ass.”

“More than before?”

“She’s better now.”

“Because of you. She was horrible.”

“I know…” Pinkie said as she stood up. “Look, I… think this may have been a bad idea. You can keep the fifty, and…”

Twilight quickly stood up, too. “I-I didn’t mean to upset you,” she apologized. “I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” She gently took her friend’s hand. “We can keep going. If you want. I’ll stay quiet.”

Pinkie looked over her shoulder. “Fine. Sit down.”

Pinkamena slashed the woman’s neck, blood spraying her naked body. As the body collapsed with a thud, Pinkamena let out a sigh and went into the living room. She plopped down on the couch before she’d looked over at the corpse of a man, who was seated next to her.

“Relationships sure do suck, don’t they?” She asked.

She then put in a voice to mimic the cadaver. “But that’s what friends are for.”

“Friends,” she scoffed. “Friends. I admit, Twilight’s pretty great and… caring. The others…”

“What about Fluttershy?”

Pinkie smiled. “Fluttershy. I do feel at peace when I’m with her.” She then let out a sigh as she stood up. “Thanks for the reminder. I have a girlfriend to go sleep with.”

After showering to get the blood off, Pinkamena returned to the living room and dragged the body over to where the woman dropped. She then turned the sink on and plugged the drain so the sink would eventually overflow.

Once she was finished, she crept out the back window and snuck through some bushes until she came out on the sidewalk. Her car was parked nearby. Getting in, she drove back to the university.

After making her way back to the school, she made a direct route to Fluttershy’s room. She rapidly knocked until the door opened, revealing a sleepy Fluttershy.

“Pinkie?” She asked. “What are you…”

Without hesitation, Pinkie grabbed her cheeks and kissed her deeply. Fluttershy was surprised at first but returned the kiss. Pinkie then backed her up and kicked the door shut.