Whimsical Misadventures CYOA

Through the door walked the three most nefarious trouble-making, cutie mark getting, stuntifying foals in Ponyville. Pinkie turned her head as the pack, lead by Apple Bloom trotted straight towards the sweet displays.

"Heya, Pinkie. We need a dozen caramel twists stat!" Her eyes opened like huge, red colored fruit.

The three then chimed together, "It's a cutie mark emergency!"

Pinkie Pie smiled even as she held her experimental concoction in her hoof. "Ooooh, sounds fun! Just give me a teeny weeny moment to--"

The three popped right in front of Pinkie's hooves, jostling her into dropping the concentrated baking powder directly into the bowl of Raspberry vinegar. The concoction exploded, and when the air cleared. A strange sight awaited the now solely-occupied bakery.

Solid clops echoed out as she stepped out on the lobby floor. With a coat of orange cream and mane of apple cinnamon-roll swirl, a very adult cutie mark crusader beamed.

"Cutie Mark Crusaders, bigger and better!" The mare turned her head to examine her cutie mark.
It was:

Dirty joke (sex, mind alteration, bad dancing)
Clean joke