Poison Joke Perversion

by yakopak

Rating: mature
Tags: Random, Profanity, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Main 6, Porn, Fetish, Comedy
Length: 7033

Poison Joke Turns the Mane 6 into weird fetish forms

Poison Joke Turns the Mane 6 into weird fetish forms.
No sex, but allusions to it twice.

Published 2023-10-22 22:20:00 UTC
Last updated 2023-10-22 22:20:00 UTC

This is Weird Everypony

That week was a week much like any other in Ponyville, but for the Elements of Harmony, it was anything but normal. Twilight’s experiments with Poison Joke had gone…awry. And now the Mares had found themselves in quite a predicament. The sudden expulsion of pollen had filled the library like a fog, and all of them had become infected by its influence. But of all the days it had to happen, it was in the Estrus season.and that meant that every Mare and Stallion in town, including the Six themselves would need to keep themselves in check. But as the week went on, it had been increasingly more difficult to keep things from escalating from there on out…

On Monday, Twilight Sparkle was the first to find herself accosted, As she shuffled her way out of the Library, having to duck beneath the frame of her doorway, to make sure her now incredibly large head wouldn’t smack off of the wood.

“Gnnngh…Come on…” The Alicorn muttered to herself, her body itself was still flesh and fur but her head was solid plastic, having that distinct shine from her neck to the tip of her horn. It was going to be a real pain to get around like this, every step she would send her head bobbing all over the place, making it hard for her to maintain her balance when her vision kept shifting from side to side.

As she shuffled from side to side, trying to maintain a good sense of balance, she had to head into town to pick up some more supplies, but without her magic she wouldn’t be able to carry it back easily, her horn was plastic too, essentially rendering her magic inert. For the most part, things went well, even if she got some strange looks from her fellow citizens of Ponyville, the Alicorn felt like she was being…Leered at, everyone looked so…pent up and hot. As she turned around to carry out her bag of fresh quills, she heard a voice she hadn’t heard in a long time.

“Oh my gosh…Look who let all that make it go to her head!” Said the voice, Twilight’s head whipped around to find the source, and there she saw 4 familiar faces, all of them approaching her with devious smiles and blushing faces. Minuette, Twinkleshine and Lemon Hearts, her old Peers from Canterlot.

“Oh! Hey girls! Uhm…Well I can explain this but, it’s kind of embarrassing…” the alicorn quietly muttered to herself, as she tried to avoid making eye contact with her others, but quickly they encircled her. Gazing up at the almost perfectly round head.

Minuette was the first to raise a forehoof and give that big bobblehead a little push, sending Twilight’s noggin’ swinging around, rattling her brain around a little, making the Alicorn wobble on her hooves as the feeling of her head being wobbled about was actually sort of…pleasurable, making her feel a bit lightheaded.

“Looks like you’re a real egghead these days, Twilight! What happened? Too much booksmarts for your head to hold in?” The blue furred Unicorn teased, the others giggling quietly to themselves as Twilight’s head slowed to a slight wiggle. Only for Lemon Hears to give Twilight a hefty bump with her flanks, making the Alicorn’s head wobble once more. The more it bobbed, the most it’d wobble her brain around, making her feel dizzy and tingly

“H-Hey…Girls this isn’t…It feels weird when you do that…” The Alicorn replied, her plastic cheeks starting to take on a slight pink tinge as she felt the bump.

Another bump from the other side as Twinkleshine snickered, bumping her flank into Twilight’s as well, the two mares either side of her would push her back and forth like they were playing volleyball. They all looked quite pleased to be able to tease their classmate.
Even more so now that she was a powerful Alicorn, reduced to a novelty toy by the effects of the Poison Joke. The Mare on her left looked almost as if she was having a bit of a power trip on her mind.

“I think that she’s more of an airhead than an egghead~! Look at her face, she’s getting all dizzy, ain’tcha twilight?” Twinkleshine teased, and for a moment, Twilight couldn’t find the words to reply, the bumping back and forth, the teasing words and giggles, it was like school bullying, but Twilight couldn’t help but let herself fall into this…almost trance as her head was jostled from side to side, it was like she was slowly becoming more bimbo-brained, her classmates shaking the brain cells out of her head.

“Hmmnh…I-I dunno…but this feels kinda…niiice….~” The Alicorn mewled, biting her lip a little, her Estrus-ridden classmates quite enjoying the tone she took on. This would only make the trio grow more bold. And without a moment’s hesitation, Minuette pushed Twilight down onto her belly with her legs splayed out, and the girls all took turns bumping their flanks into Twilight’s head.

Twilight couldn’t quite control herself anymore, her head wobbling back and forth like this had practically shaken every bit of her intellect out like dust off of a dirty carpet, smoothing her out and making her giggle and snicker to herself, a mix of pleasure and amusement bouncing around in her head like a pinball.

“Heheheheheheee..~ Wobble wobbbllleee…~” The Alicorned cooed, utterly overtaken by this bizarre pleasure that each bump gave her. Each of her classmates laughed heartily at her predicament and more so at her strange, bubbly and vacantly pleasured reaction to their pushes and shoves.

“I think she really likes it, let’ see how she does with somepony sitting on that face, that’ll keep her from bobbling around too much…~” Lemon Hearts giggled, all 4 of them were just delighted, giggling away at the Alicorns expense as they satisfied their desires, in their own little goofy way, it’s not like Twilight minded, it’s not like she even knew what was happening.

On Tuesday, It was even more awkward for Rainbow Dash. She didn’t exactly have any choice but to remain precisely where she was in her cloud apartment, but that didn’t mean she was all on her own, Far from it in fact. Her entire fanclub had turned up to see her…and what a sight they saw. All of them didn’t even realise it was her at all, Laying on the ground was this flat rug in the shape of Rainbow Dash, with her front half flattened to the ground with forelimbs splayed out and her head squished down, with her mane the only thing sticking out from there…of course at the back it was an entirely different story

“What kinda Merch is this…?” One of the younger Pegasi said with a curious poke of Rainbow Dash’s tremendously rotund backside, it was as if all of the mass in her body had been pushed back into her flanks, which wobbled like a pair of jelly globes at the slightest push.

Rainbow’s dark pink eyes widened as her butt was sent jiggling, the sensation of all that weight jostling around wouldn’t help her own cycle of arousal. She pinched her mouth closed to try and suppress the moan that would result, but once she had she would blurt out.

“Get off my Flanks, Will ya?!” she shouted, though none of the gathered crowd could see her mouth move, only gasping as if they’d just triggered a pre-recorded phrase, which only encouraged them, Soon enough another Pegasi trotted forward and settled himself right behind those cheeks, and started to play the Bongos on them.
Rainbow Dash squealed as he began drumming his hooves on her flanks, bouncing up and down and resonating with that deep bassy thump of an actual drum, his rhythm ringing through the crowd, making them all laugh and cheer as he played music on her butt. She couldn’t wriggle free, not even shove herself along to escape the embarrassing display.

“Nhngh! Stop touchin’ my flanks! Featherhead!” The pegasi retorted once again, whipping her rainbow tail to brush harshly across the face of the pony beating on her booty, making him sputter and spit to get some of their rainbow hairs out of his mouth, stumbling back much to the amusement of the other members of the crowd.

“Hahahaha! She’s got some funny catchphrases! Guess she doesn’t like being spanked like that huh?” Another asked, to which Rainbow would try and shake her head, only for her head to just remain stuck to the floor. The Drumming pony was pushed aside. Another, more petite female pegasus taking his place.

Rainbow tried to look back over her own flat back to see what would be inflicted upon her next, and soon she realised, as the Pegasus mare laid down and rested her cheek on one of those huge wobbling booty globes.

“You guys got it all wrong, this is obviously one of those cute body pillows that you can rest yourself on in bed! See?” she said, nuzzling her snout a little, that more..affectionate rubbing was making Rainbow feel quite…relaxed, the feeling of her flanks being massaged by the other’s face. It was more tender and gentle than having her flanks being bongoed around, and it actually made the blue pegasus blush a little.

“Oh come on, if it was meant to sleep with, then why does it talk?” another member of the crowd asked, much to the mumbling agreement of the others. The pegasus from before trotting back in and sitting down next to the opposite cheeks.

He gave that booty another swat with his hoof, and Rainbow’s eyes widened again, but this time, the combination of the gentle massaging on her left cheek, and the harsh smack on the right cheek. Both of them together would make her head fuzzy, she was…aroused by this.

“Hey! I warned you once, you keep smacking my flanks and I’ll buck you right off this cloud!” she shouted, trying to keep up her tough tomboy attitude and repress the innate pleasure of her butt being played with, The two pegasi were almost competing over her, trying to demonstrate their points using her like a doll. Another gentle rub and wobble from the left as the Mare shook her head. Rubbing her hoof in sensual circles around that wobbling cheek. Rainbow let out a soft mewl of relaxation once more, before she let out another sudden yelp when her right cheek was smacked again!

“Hnhh! Come on, you can do better than that!” Rainbow replied, the crowd went quiet for a moment, only for them to draw close, to get their own hooves on that wobbling tush, smushing it under their weight to see it squish and deform, leaving hoof prints on the surface before it squished back out again. Rainbow having her booty massaged, squeezed, groped, she almost felt as if she were being worshipped for it!

“Mmmhnf…Yeah, Keep it up! You’re almost there…!” Rainbow added, though none of her fans quite understood what was happening, Rainbow Dash felt like she was being properly humped with all this attention on her backside. And with this sudden rush of pleasure, her wings popped out from her back and spread out like a pair of blue fans. The fans gasped and laughed with amusement as they deployed like another feature of the “doll” they were playing with.

The poor pegasus had popped a big wingboner, the arousal of all that attention and the shaking of her rump had made her very hot and bothered, and she had to do everything in her power to not actually moan in front of all her fans, keeping her cool, keeping it nice and stoic, until she felt one of those hooves smack right between those cheeks.

“Oops…!” the pony’s who the hoof belonged to, Rainbow couldn’t hold it back then, it was like she was spanked right on her donut. And the entire cloud suddenly shook with a loud moan of pleasure, Rainbow’s eyes wide and her cheeks bright tomato red as it went…horribly quiet afterwards.

On Wednesday, Applejack was trying to go about her normal day as she usually would. Big Mac had to do most of the work around the farm himself, as Applejack’s new form was…perhaps one of the strangest of the affected ponies. She waddled from back hoof to back off, having been rendered into…what she justified to be a chew toy, luckily for her, Winona was very well trained and wouldn’t use her as one for its intended purpose.

“Hey Big Mac! Remember to lay out that new blanket that Granny Smith knitted up for the customers!” He shouted over to her older brother, who’d hitched himself up to the cart to take the latest batch of apple goods into town to market. Replying to her request with his characteristic reply of a simple, affirming.

“Eeeyup…” as he trundled away, the cart creaking and cluttering as he went along. Applejack was a hard worker, and refused to let her poison joke condition affect her work ethic.

As she waddled from rounded bottom leg to round bottom leg, she scooted about the farm with surprising swiftness, her body lacking it’s forelimbs but her head was still in plain view, they’d even managed to find a hat that fitted her size. It wasn’t going to be too hard, especially when the poison joke wore off next week…At least, that’s what she thought, as a low thumping grew closer and closer, coming down the pathway was one of the family’s more infamous customers, not for any sort of business practices or shady dealings but….Miss Pearbottom wasn’t exactly a normal everyday sort of mare.

“Howdy doo, Miss Applejack~!” the Mare shouted out, though unable to actually see the middle sister of the apple family. Stopping right at the edge of the property with a resounding wobble. Miss Pearbottom’s flanks were…ridiculously wide, and not from a poison joke sprout, it was all natural, blessed with a pair of cheeks that could crush a cart under their wobbling weight, and she was very proud of her assets, sometimes a little too proud

“Well Howdy, Miss Pearbottom! Good to see ya again, Here for the usual batch?” Applejack asked, waddling out proud and looking up at the mare with a bright, welcoming smile, almost as if she wasn’t afflicted as she was. Miss Pearbottom let out a gasp and covered her mouth with her forehoof in shock as she looked down to see Applejack. Her cheeks flushing bright red immediately as she noticed the poor Earth Pony’s phallic shape.

“Oh my stars! Miss Applejack, what in celestia’s name happened to you?” The mare asked, seeming to be genuinely concerned upon seeing Applejack in such a strange shape. But at the same time, this…warmth rose in her belly, Miss Pearbottom was at the age where Estrus hit her like the Ponyville express. Applejack didn’t seem to notice the way that Miss Peartbottom was…gazing at her.

“Oh this ain’t nothing, Miss Pearbottom, Just a lil Poison Joke stuff, Don’tcha worry now, it ain’t Contagious!” Applejack replied with a reassuring and friendly smile as Miss Pearbottom sighed with relief, her forehoof to her chest as she felt her heart beating fast, biting gently into her lower lip with a little flustered giggle.

“Oh thank goodness, that’s wonderful to hear…I just hope you don’t mind then, I’ve been absolutely boiling over this week and…you look the perfect shape for me to…hmmnn…~” she purred, wiggling her flanks and her light green cheeks flushing up nice and bright. Applejack’s face dropped as she realised why Pearbottom was staring at her like that, and as the wide-bottomed mare approached her, Applejack began to back away, chuckling nervously to herself as Miss Pearbottom licked her lips and giggled all giddy and aroused to herself.

“W-Well…I can’t really say for sure that’s not contagious, I ain’t a…poison joke expert…Haa!!” she shouted out, waddling clumsily but with surprising speed away from the encroaching Mare.

Applejack was running for her life, practically, Shuffling back across the courtyard of the farm. Thankfully those huge flanks would slow Miss Pearbottom’s pursuit, but being 4 times her size and able to use all 4 of her legs was a big advantage for the Mare. The orange pony toy waddled beneath one of the spare carts to try and put something in the other’s path, desperate to escape her clutches, knowing that it was going to be an absolute mess if she got caught. Panting and huffing, Applejack turned on her bottom and ran clean into the bar, having kept it open for the animals to roam…but when she entered, she saw the rear doors closed up. A gasp escaping her as she skidded to a halt

“What the Hay??” she exclaimed to herself, seeing her escape route blocked off, only to have her vision darkened by a vast shadow, her heart dropped and she swallowed as much of her nerve as she could, before turning around and gazing up, her ears flattening and her cheeks flushing a deep red as she beheld…

“Mmnhehehehe~ Hold still, Miss Applejack, I need to blow off a lil steam, just lemme do this and you can go riiiight back to work~” she cooed, Applejack was frozen in shock and fear, as Miss Pearbottom began to lower her gigantic rump down towards Applejack, like a rolling landslide of fluffy rump fat. Getting closer and closer to Applejack’s head.

“W-Wait! Ms Pearbottom, this ain’t gonna…what’re you doin’...? Wait, wait!” she shouted out, trying to waddle off again, only for that dark shadow to finally consume her, and within a few moments, she had to accept her fate, sticking right up, as Miss Pearbottom’s bottom hit the floor, totally consuming Applejack’s phallic shape inside of her pear…donut, and for all Applejack’s composure, the hot, dark, pear scented tunnel was the last place she wanted to be, the older pony sighing with relief and wiggling her hips with satisfaction, all the while poor applejack wriggled and writhed.

On Thursday, The Boutique was having business as usual and Rarity despite her own affliction was taking the week quite normally, humming pleasantly to herself as she sauntered around her workshop, she had to make a few…adjustments, being extensively careful with her sewing needles to avoid…well, popping. From hoof to horn, Rarity had been transformed into a woven together mass of balloons, perfectly mirroring her normal shape. Her hoofsteps were light, allowing her to effortlessly glide from one side of her workshop to the other, she actually quite enjoyed her newfound agility. Hopping from station to station, sweeping up fabrics left and right.

“Hmmm…A little ambrosia lace…A few lengths of silk…Oh rarity darling, you have outdone yourself this time~” she cooed to herself, her warm and sophisticated voice sounding slightly echoey as it bounced around her balloon-like form. Creaking and squeaking slightly as she landed back at her latest ensemble. The gentle chime of her Boutique door resonated through the building, drawing her rubber ears to perk up and glance over towards the door. A gasp escaping the Unicorn as she hopped and bounced over to greet one of her premier clientele.

“Rarity, Aren’t you looking nice and shiny? Are you trying on a new kinda makeup, Honey~?” came that loud, boisterous and infectiously enthusiastic voice of Sapphire Shores. Her dazzling grin shining brightly, and she didn’t even seem too confused about Rarity’s rubbery sheen. Rarity landed with a gentle squeak right in front of her.

“Oh it’s just a little trouble with some Poison Joke! Miss Sapphire, I assure you that it hasn’t affected my work at all, in fact, it’s actually sped up my productivity a notch or two~! As such I’ve been able to finish your Gala dress a day before my deadline. May I present it to you, Miss Sapphire?” She asked with her biggest customer pleasing grin.

Sapphire nodded enthusiastically, and trotted beside her, inspecting the white unicorn’s rubbery form and wondering to herself, curiously spying any other features of her new balloon formed body. Her blue eyebrow perked when she saw a little plug nozzle at the end of her tail. She smirked as a little idea came into her head, motivated by her Estrus but…also by her creativity as a superstar pop idol! As Rarity landed next to this shimmering gown of deep blues and purples, sequins and gems making long loops of twinkles.

“I had quite a time finding so many Agate’s on short notice but, I managed to gather up as many as I could and thank my lucky stars it aligned with the brief your agent forwarded me…!” Rarity pushed on through her explanation, as Sapphire curiously pulled up Rarity’s tail and popped the nozzle open. Putting the nozzle to her mouth and drawing in a big deep breath. At first, Rarity didn’t even notice, as the warm air rushing down her tail would swell in her flanks, expanding those rubbery white thighs outwards bit by bit, stretching those diamonds of her cutie mark larger and larger.

As rarity waffled on, Sapphire poured all her attention into inflating Rarity like the balloon she was, puff after puff, making Rarity’s backside widen and plumpening, creaking and groaning. But it wasn’t the only place that grew, the air was spreading down her rear legs and into her midriff, her perfectly smooth belly rapidly ballooning downward into the floor below. Rarity felt a strange tingling in the areas that were swelling out.

“And the rhinestone hoof shoes were…they were…Oh dear, I think I’m getting a little mixed up in my head, Miss Sapphire…” she spoke, her voice becoming a little wispy and shaky, as if she was being pleasured. The Unicorn looked back over her haunches and gasped, seeing just how massive her bottom half was becoming, her cheeks flushing a deep pink as she watched herself inflating. Her head swimming in a mix of confusion and arousal, she wouldn’t be able to fit into any of the dresses! But she looked so soft and bouncy. It was a battle in her head, did she want to get bigger? It wasn’t up to her…

Sapphire puffed and puffed, her breath strong and firm. Rushing deep into Rarity’s body. Her flanks and legs were starting to grow rounded and stumpy, sucking her legs inwards towards her backside, and her belly’s swelling spread up towards her chest, tucking her forelimbs upwards as they began to thicken and stiffen, wiggling uselessly as her belly lifts her body off of the ground itself, leaving her unable to move under her own power.

“Hmmnhh..~ Miss Sapphire, I hadn’t realised you were…so interested in me, what did I do to get such…hhaaa..~ Attention~?” Rarity moaned, she was a more “mature” mare compared to her friends, and being blown up like a balloon by one of her closest clients, it was such a strangely intimate scenario that she quite frankly couldn’t come to grip it in her head. Especially once her head began to sink inwards towards her increasingly spherical body, her neck and cheeks becoming puffy and immobilising her face like a brace. Even her purple rubber mane and tail had become puffy and rounded, keeping it’s curled shape like a balloon animal hairstyle. Even her horn became a slightly rounded and much more blunted mini-balloon jutting out of her forehead, she bit into her lip and giggled to herself, she felt so light and so round. Such a wonderfully odd sensation….

“Well honey, I reckon that you just…captured my imagination, and I gotta say, you look goooood all swollen up like this~! If you ever wanna feature in any of my shoes, I think you’d make an amazing stage decoration, don’t you agree, Miss Rarity~?” she said, trotting around to face her directly, leaning in and locking lips with the swollen white unicorn blimp, unable to move away, or even wiggle out of the kiss, Rarity closed her eyes and let her client take advantage of her.

On Friday, It was just a great day overall! The deliveries were flying off to the shelves, and flying through the air! Pinkie Pie sprung up and down to such tremendous heights, soaring up and over the rooftops around the midtown, Her upper body remained much the same, a box of cupcakes in her forelimbs as her lower half coiled up, her bottom had been transformed into a strong, pink string with a wide circular base, allowing her to effortlessly spring across town, she had been turned into almost a living pogo stick, and Pinkie Pie couldn’t be more enthusiastic about it.

“Weeeehehehehe~! Just one more box to go, Incoming~!” she shouted, as she landed with a deep coil of her spring, right on the doorstep of her last lunchtime client. Dropping off the confectionary box at the doorstep and knocking on the door. By now everypony in town had been informed about the condition afflicting the Elements of Harmony, and it had almost become part of the daily routine.

“Oh Miss Pinkie Pie, thank you very much for being so quick to deliver! You’re a lifesaver! Or rather, a party saver, Hehehe!” the Mare replied, one of the mothers who would frequent the bakery to pick up treats for her foals.

Pinkie Pie flashed her a bright and cheerful grin, with a characteristic squeaky toy squeal, as over the Mare’s shoulder, her teenage son peaked over, and his eyes widened as he snagged himself a little idea. Pinkie didn’t see him at first, gently bobbing from side to side on her spring.

“Thanks Miss Nutshell~! It’s been super fun to delivery like this, it’s like being on a huuuuge bouncy castle~!” Pinkie replied, suddenly being cut off by Miss Nutshell's teenage son. Peaking past her mother with a smile on his face, clearing his throat a little to get her attention. The colt gave her his best charming smile.

“Hey Miss Pinkie! Thanks for the donuts, You wanna come in for a slice of cake? The party is swinging!” he cheered, and before his mother could protest, Pinkie Pie practically bounced right over her head with a bright grin on her face.

“You betcha I wanna party, that was my last delivery~! Let’s get bouncing~!” The pink pony cheered as she ushered herself through the house and as she hopped out into the backyard, there she was greeted with the party set up, making her gasp with delight as she beheld the expertly crafted scene before her eyes.
The backyard was awash with guests, most of them being the birthday colt’s friends. A long table full of snacks, from end to end, chips, sandwiches, and now that box of donuts amongst many other treats. There was a little pool that was well occupied with the guests, but the Birthday colt wasn’t exactly focused on clearing his throat to get everyone’s attention.

“Hey everypony! Look who showed up to the party! It’s Pinkie Pie! How’s that for a guest of honor?” he shouted out with pride, the other attendee’s looking in amazement as he somehow managed to snag one of the Elements of Harmony for his party. Pinkie Pie giving a big wave to everyone, grinning from ear to ear and springing gently left and right on her coiled spring, the entire crowd looking at her with awe and cheer.

“Heya Fillies and Gentlecolts, I guess you got me for a lil while, which one of you wanna go bouncing around on my spring~??” she shouted out, and immediately a flood of hooves filled the air as they all shouted out to have the first go!

That was when the Birthday Colt stepped forward and got up on his hindlegs, waving his forelimbs around to try and get attention back and organise a few things, Pinkie looking back and forth between all of them to try and decide who to pick first, before the Birthday Colt decided for her, bouncing up onto her back and putting his legs over her hips and shoulders.

“Ok everypony! It’s my party, I get first dibs, Come on Miss Pinkie, take me for a ride…Yeeeehaaaaww!!” he shouted out, and then off the pair went. Pinkie began springing with glee around the backyard, leaping in looooong bounds with every bounce. The partygoers cheered and shouted with glee as they watched their host riding around on her back like a real pogo-stick. But what only some of the colts noticed, was that Miss Pinkie wasn’t all bottomless. In fact, she had quite a shapely cotton candy rump, with big jiggly cheeks, with her little yellow and blue balloons printed on their sides.

The colts below were entranced by Miss Pinkie’s jiggling booty, and Pinkie didn’t mind the sensation either, she was very good at hiding it but every time she bounced, it felt extremely pleasure, which was what kept her in such a bright and cheerful mood despite her predicament, she just bounced and bounced to her heart’s content, feeling the jiggle of her cheeks send ripples up and down her spine, putting a goofy, giddy and secretly very aroused smile on her dimpled face. The Birthday Colt was having the time of his life bouncing around, not even noticing his pogo-stick pony’s wobbling flanks as he rode her around the backyard a few more times, and with one biiiig bounce, Pinkie span up into the air in a pirouette before landing gracefully back down below with a loud and proud.

“Taadaaaaahhh~!! Now who wants to go next on the Pinkie pony rides~?!” She shouted out with glee, and once again, all of those hooves shot up as the young burgeoning colts were now even more eager to see what it was like to get those pink bubblegum flanks wobbling around. Miss Nutshell staring through the patio window with a stern, disapproving pout on her face. But Pinkie didn’t pay much mind to it, she was the guest of honour, and she was happy to bounce aaaaallll day.

Saturday rolled around, and Fluttershy was nervous, more nervous than usual! She had gotten all dolled up for a nice little date, having done her long pink mane up in a nice bun, having put a little makeup on and picking out her cutest summer dress for the date, but there was one big problem…or rather 4 little problems. Her hooves, her poor delicate hooves, every step she took along the road towards the agreed upon meeting spot. Every single time…Pllrrt! Pllrrt! Pllrrt!.

“ooooh…This is so…so embarrassing, I can’t believe I agreed to this…he’s going to think I’m making fun of hiiim.,...” she muttered quietly to herself, her body was fine, her wings still in face, face as pretty and shy as usual but…her hooves, had been turned into big pink, round whoopie cushions, with every step she took letting out a loud and unruly flatulent tooting sound, she could only be thankful that it didn’t come with a smell as well.

“I hope that the restaurant has a thick carpet…” she continued, and soon enough she could find her date standing outside the establishment, a tall and young stallion, with deep blue fur and dark grey hair, he was a strong, and powerful looking sort, but from what she’d seen of him, he was an absolute sweetheart.

“H-Hello…Mr. Cobalt…” Fluttershy muttered, and her working class date, had did his best to look presentable, and looked down to notice her whoopie cushions shuffling along the ground.

The broad blue stallion chuckled a little bit, and offered his forehoof to help her get more quietly up the stairs, being quite a gentlecolt as she looked down at the floor embarrassed by the sounds her whoopie cushion hooves were making. But soon enough the pair were seated at the table and looked through the Menu, Fluttershy had to stand it up on it’s edges to read it, and hid her face behind the folded card to not draw much attention to herself.

“Oh man, I’ve never been to a place so fancy before…it’s almost like, I dunno what to get, what do you usually have?” Cobalt asked with a polite smile on his face. Fluttershy looked up and cleared her throat.

“Uuhhm…I…I really like the Daffodil Salad and Apple Fritters…but that might be a lil light for you…” she said with a shy smile, adjusting herself in her seat, prompting her bottom hooves to let out a pair of loud “Plrrt!”, making the Pegasus squeak with embarrassment as eyes all across the place turned on her, looks of confusion, discomfort and a few snickers emanating from the crowd.

Cobalt looked around, giving a stern look to those who dared to stare at his date in this condition, and most of them looked away, his expression softening again as he leaned in and cleared his throat.

“Then we’ll have the same thing, I would love to know the rest of the stuff you like. I don’t wanna blow my own horn but…I’m a pretty good cook, I’d love to cook for you sometime.” He said with a charming smile. As Fluttershy looked up from behind her menu with a shy little smile, her pink eyes looked a bit more cheerful as the embarrassment of her Whoopie cushion hooves was offset by how polite her date was being.

“T-That sounds great to me…” she replied, and the waiter would soon come to take said order, within a few minutes or shy smalltalk. The waiter would return from the kitchen with their orders…Fluttershy was faced with quite a dilemma, unable to use her front hooves, as every time she tried to pick up the fritters to nibble on them, another set of Pllrrts! Came from them.

Cobalt decided to take the initiative, and shuffled his chair around to sit beside her, and he would feed her by hoof, making sure she could enjoy her favourite dish without needing to use her hooves, she looked into his kind eyes with a little smile, blushing slightly as she felt quite pampered by this rugged, handsome young stallion, feeding her without a single complaint, just a polite smile right back at her.

“T-Thank you, Mr. Cobalt…I should have told you as soon as I got…uhm…afflicted, I really hope it doesn’t bother you…” She said, a few snickers from the table across, a bunch of younger student ponies snickering about the grown mare being spoon fed her meal. As she noticed them, she got all shy again and looked down from her food. Cobalt did not take this lightly, looking over at them and giving them quite a stern frown, so much so that they all turned away and began to rapidly scarf down their meals.

“It’s ok, Miss Fluttershy, it’s just a lil poison joke…it doesn’t make you any less beautiful…~” He said with a lil wink. And raised the fork again for her, letting her get back to her meal. And once they were done, the bill had been paid. Cobalt elected to carry her on his strong back, with her dress draping down, covering her legs as she rode on his back.

“T-That was a nice meal…I hope it wasn’t too awkward, I understand if you don’t want to uhm…” she paused, blushing brightly and averting her eyes, Cobalt smirked and let out a little wry chuckle. He would trot quietly and steadily back towards her cottage.

“Oh not at all, Miss Fluttershy, I had a great time…and it ain’t done quite yet, You won’t need to worry about the sounds those whoopie cushions are making when the only thing you’ll be hearing for the rest of the night is some nice, smooth music and the creaking of the bed…how’s that sound, Miss Fluttershy~?” he said, his voice low and warm, seductive words worming into the yellow pegasi’s ears, making her blush brightly and her wings pop up in a sudden shock.

“Uhm…that sounds very nice, I’ll uhm…I’ll make sure to…uhm, be loud…~”

And finally, Came Sunday. And all of them were back in the library, it was just a few more hours until they were all due to come back to normal. All of them telling each other about the ridiculous week they had. Twilight was first, resting on her side with her giant bobble head resting on a pillow to keep it from wobbling around out of control.

“And then, those absolute…nnggh! They started bumping my head around like a giant beach ball with their flanks…It took me 3 days to actually start thinking straight again, I felt like a complete bimbo! It was just…I knew they were jealous of me, why else would they pull such a stupid stunt?” she muttered to herself, Rarity stroking Twilight’s head tenderly to reassure her.

“Oh come now darling, I am sure it was just the mood they were in, no harm, no foul…” she replied, smiling sweetly, always being the matronly member of the group, behind the animal loving pegasus of course. A loud snap of a laugh coming from over the room, as Rainbow Dash laid on the ground, a few plasters on her wobbling bottom.

“Oh come on! At least it was just 3 of them, My entire Ponyville fanclub turned up and…one guy started bongo drumming on my butt, it was just, I can’t believe the audacity of these ponies, they thought I was a toy, a doll, none of them ever realised I was the REAL rainbow dash! I swear if this ever happens again, I’m gonna just book a hotel in cloudsdale, I do not need THAT kinda fan attention…” She muttered to herself, she would cross her forelimbs and frump if she were still able to actually move in such a way.

“Ooohh…Horseradish Rainbow! I don’t care what any of y'all say!” Applejack shrouded, still looking dishevelled, like she hadn’t slept in day, sitting on one of the cabinets and glaring down at Rainbow with a twitching eye, The other gazing at her with shocked expressions, Applejack looked like she might blow her hat clean through the roof at any moment, Fluttershy gently waddled up to her, squeaking with the pumps from her Whoopie Cushion hooves.

“A-Applejack, we’ve all had a pretty bad week, I’m sure there’s no need to shout like that…” she said, reaching up and giving her a very light pat on the back, Applejack jerking out of the way of the soft rubber cushion hoof, looking over at her with a serious, 1000 yard stare, her eyes had seen…so many things.

“Fluttershy…Sugarcube…You didn’t see what I saw, it was so dark…so gooey…so hot…and it smelled like…Pears!! Oh by Celestia I can still smell the pears! I don’t think I’ll ever be able to look at Miss Pearbottom the same again!” She said, flopping onto her front and smushing her face into the countertop with a long groan.

Fluttershy sighed and sat herself down. Pinkie Pie bouncing right up next to her, landing on her spring and keeping it coiled to keep herself nice and still.

“I had a great time~! I went to Miss Nutshell’s son's birthday party and I gave everyone rides on my butt~! It was super duper fun, if we had any more of that Poison Joke I’d love to have some so I can stay like this for a lil while. Do you have any more twilight, do ya, do ya, do ya~?!” Pinkie Pie chirped, bouncing up to the bobblehead Alicorn. Twilight looked up at her with a confused frown.

“No Pinkie Pie, all of it was destroyed during the accident, and besides, it might have a completely different effect that you may not…like so much…” She replied, as Pinkie Pie just seemed to bounce up and down excitedly, as if she hadn’t heard a word the Alicorn said.
All the while, Rarity looked…even more smug than usual.

“Well, not to be the spoilsport here darlings but, I actually didn’t mind my little predicament all that much, I know I’m always a little conscious of my figure in my line of work but…being balloon-like really isn’t that bad, especially when you have a beautiful popstar making you even more balloon like…~” she said with quite a deep blush on her white rubber cheeks, to which Applejack and Rainbow both flushed up, seeing the white Unicorn all flustered as she remembered the belly bouncing ride that Miss Sapphire Shore gave her that night, making her feel like a real toy.

“Ooohh, I might need to see if I can find a little magic to replicate such a sensation, I’ll just have a peak in your spell books if you don’t mind, Twilight Darling…~” she said with a confident little smirk, as she squeakily trotted by to peruse her shelves. Twilight rolling her eyes and glancing up again.

“What about you Fluttershy? Any horror stories?” she asked with a little tired, slightly amused smile, which was when Fluttershy squeaked, and began stuttering to herself, before without even paying attention to the sound of her whoopie cushion hooves, stood up bolt straight.

“Uuuhhhmmh…I need to go the little filly’s room…” she muttered, quickly shuffling off to try and hide from the question, she didn’t want to admit she had an entire night of passionate “rolling in the hay” with her date, she was just simply too shy to do so. The others watched her shuffle away and all shared a confused look on their faces. Twilight gently lifts herself upright with a little giggle, amused by her friend's reaction to her question.

“Well…I suppose we can all safely say that, Poison joke is off the records for a little bit, we’ve all had a difficult and…variably rewarding week, Now…Aaaaany moment now” she said with one eye closed, as the cuckoo clock counted down and…right on cue, the library POOFED out it’s purple smoky vapours through every door and window, and all six of them briefed a sigh of relief…apart from Pinkie Pie, who just blew a raspberry….

Author's Note

:applejackconfused: Applejack will never be the same....