Pinkie's time


                                            >>

                                            >Be Ponk.

                                            >Checking the time as you always do when its time to do so.

                                            >Yeah.

                                            >...

                                            "Hmmm..."

                                            >You stare intently as the hands tic away, each second getting closer and closer.

                                            >*beep*

                                            "Yeah..." You grin malevolently as you see what your patience has awarded you, "Hope your ready Nonny~."

                                            >Your mind is flooded with all manner of lewd thoughts.

                                            >Time to pay the human a visit?

                                            >A visit he wont soon forget...

                                            >Yes.

                                            >He will know how an earth pony can be!

                                            >A hop, skip, and a leap later your at the human's front door.

                                            >You could already see it.

                                            >Absolutely RAVAGING his pelvis as he cries in both ecstasy and pleading for you to stop raping him.

                                            >But what can you do?

                                            >The watch /said/ you gotta do it!

                                            >You knock on his door and hop in place excitedly awaiting your victi- lover's answer.

                                            >"I swear to god!!" A voice faintly yells behind the door, "If this is Dash trying to make me 'give her backside a workout', or Twilight wanting me to 'give her some samples' I'm gonna have an aneurysm!"

                                            "Its me! Pinkie!!" You yell back.

                                            >"Oh shit, Pinkie?" He opens the door, "Hey! Whats up?"

                                            "Helllooo~." You flutter your eyes at him.

                                            >"Uhh... yeah, hi." He shakes his head, "So whats up? Your like the only one of your psycho ass friends here who hasn't tried anything crazy with me, surprisingly."

                                            "Mhmmm~."

                                            >"Honestly its kinda refreshing when I see you because I know you're not gonna-"

                                            "ITS RAPE TIME!!"

                                            >You tackle him to the floor and slam the door shut behind you.

                                            >"WAIT! WHAT THE FUCK?! I thought we were friends!!"

                                            "Oh Nonny," You peck his cheek, "We're about to be sooo much more."

                                            >"Nope!"

                                            >He grabs your sides with his big strong monkey hands and tosses you across the room.

                                            >So majestic...

                                            >Using your tail, you bounce yourself from the wall and launch yourself straight at his chest.

                                            "Weeee!"

                                            >"Fucking bubble gum pony- OOF!"

                                            >You make direct impact, latching onto him and sending him flying back against the wall.

                                            >"Ahck!!"

                                            "Oh Nonny~," You lick his face, making him spit, "You're so strong! I wonder what you could do to me."

                                            >"Stop... it...!" He says, winded from the impact, "What the fuck is wrong with you today!? You've never tried this shit before!"

                                            "Easy silly!" You show him your watch, "Its finally time to take our relationship to the next level!"

                                            >"What relationship?? BITCH WE BARELY TALK BEYOND 'that'll be four bits'!!"

                                            "I know~, you big sexy stud muffin you."

                                            >You press your muzzle against his neck and deeply inhale.

                                            >His scent is so powerful...

                                            >"Dammit! Get off me!"

                                            >He struggles to get you off of him, prompting you to squeeze even harder.

                                            >"Aghk!" He coughs, "P-Pinkie!"

                                            "I'm only gonna let go if you kiss me!"

                                            >You pucker your lips and crane your neck to bring your face mere inches from his own.

                                            >"I'd... sooner... die! *ack*"

                                            "Mmmm~. Want me to stop?" You say, massaging his crotch.

                                            >Despite his protest, his little buddy seems to say something along the lines of, "Please Pinkie! Rape me 'till I can't stand!".

                                            >"Y-yes!"

                                            "Kay!"

                                            >You let go.

                                            >"Guhh! Oh dear god!"

                                            >He begins crawling away.

                                            "Ah, ah, ahhh~"

                                            >You grab his leg and hug it tightly.

                                            >"Pinkie! Wait a second! I have to tell you something..."

                                            "Oh really?"

                                            >"Yeah."

                                            >He lifts you off the ground with his leg and kicks you across the room once again, sending you through the window and out of the house.

                                            "Weee-oof!" You pomf on the ground.

                                            >"AND STAY OUT!!"

                                            "I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE, NONNY!" You cry, shaking your hoof.

                                            Tomorrow is another day...


                                            >>

                                            >Be Anon.

                                            >Tomorrow.

                                            >You no longer go to Sugarcube corner for breakfast, cookies, and or any other delicious treats Pinkie and the Pies would bake.

                                            >Shame...

                                            >Oh well, at least you can use this as an excuse to start cutting season.

                                            >So long bear physique, hello abs!

                                            >"Okay, just gotta make it from the house to the market. Easy!"

                                            >You exit your home and mentally prepare yourself for the long, five minute journey down the street.

                                            >Not only are you going to be avoiding Sugarcube but you have to be on the lookout for the pink menace.

                                            >Shes a crafty one...

                                            >Her powers of bullshit know no bounds!

                                            "Okay, out the door," You walk outside, "and away I go..."

                                            >You begin the trek.

                                            >So far, so good.

                                            "Huh..." you think aloud, "Guess I'll be fine."

                                            >"You sure are, stud."

                                            "Aw thanks, Pinkie. I- WHA?!"

                                            >"Hey big boy, wanna help me with some... baking?" She shakes her rump.

                                            "NO!"

                                            >"Oh c'mon! You can't really be serious!"

                                            "I am! I don't like you ponies like that!"

                                            >"Liar!"

                                            "Am not!"

                                            >"Are too!"

                                            "No!"

                                            >"Yes!"

                                            "I'm not fucking lying!"

                                            >"What about the time I saw Lyra come in your house and she didn't leave until the next morning!"

                                            >Fuck.

                                            >Deny it.

                                            "No clue what you're talking about!"

                                            >Lyra walks by.

                                            >"Hey Anon." She winks and walks along.

                                            >AHHHH!

                                            >"See!"

                                            "Shes just being friendly."

                                            >"But Nonnyy!" Pinkie swoons and leans against your legs, firmly planting her face against your crotch.

                                            "Hey! Cut it out, we're outside!"

                                            >"I just wanna be 'friendly' toooo~..."

                                            >Pinkie rubs your crotch against her face,

                                            >Her warmth making ol' boy junior wake up.

                                            >Little bastard can't tell the difference.

                                            "Dammit stop!"

                                            >You pick her up and set her down away from you.

                                            >"Ohhh, you're so strong~. Imagine doing that while having se-"

                                            "Stop. It."

                                            >You wag your finger, which she takes as a Que to begin sucking on it.

                                            "Gah!"

                                            >You jerk your hand away.

                                            >Pinkie licks her lips and winks.

                                            >"Want me to add a little cream?"

                                            >She reaches into her mane, pulls out a can of whipped cream and begins covering her face.

                                            >"Mmmm... Oh Anon. You're making me sooooo hot." She says, slowly applying stream of cream around her mouth and face.

                                            >"Oh Nonny~."

                                            >Pinkie splurges more cream all over her body.

                                            >"Wanna lick me up~?"

                                            "I'm leaving."

                                            >You begin briskly walking away.

                                            >"Nonny!! Wait!"

                                            >As Pinkie gives chase she slips in a puddle of cream that had been dripping from her mane.

                                            "Fuck off, please and thank you!" You say, picking up speed.

                                            >As you run, you're quickly reminded of how you seriously need to work on your cardio.

                                            >Eh, fuck that.

                                            >Winded, at last you arrive.

                                            >The market is alive and bustling with ponies all shopping and making small talk among one another as they wait in line.

                                            "Good..." You say to yourself, catching your breath, "hopefully she won't try shit... with this many ponies around."

                                            >You pull out your shopping list and make for the first item.

                                            >Apples.

                                            >Fucking hell.

                                            >You trudge toward Applejack's stand. Hopefully BigMac will be working today and not-

                                            >"Howdy Anon!" AppleJack says jovially.

                                            >Oh god why??

                                            "Hey AJ..." You mutter with as much enthusiasm as a jew making a donation.

                                            >"What can ah get fer ya, partner?" She leans up on the cart and rests her chin in her hooves as she gives you a sultry look.

                                            "Aj, why the fuck are you and your friends so fucking insane?"

                                            >"What'chyall mean?"

                                            "Okay, seriously? If it isn't you, its Dash. If not her, Its Twi, if not her, its Rarity. And if its none of them, its fucking Fluttershy with her constant fetish guessing!"

                                            >AJ looks at you, eyes glazed over as her mind floods with lewd thoughts. Not paying the least bit attention.

                                            "And to top it all off, even fucking Pinkie is in on it now, too!"

                                            >"Oh sugarcube," She says, gently shaking her head, "Y'all just need ta' embrace friendship is all!"

                                            "Rape. You want me to let you and your friends rape me."

                                            >"Well when ya say it like that..." She rolls her eyes.

                                            >You facepalm.

                                            "Just give me three damn apples, please?

                                            >She hooves you three big red apples and stops you as you pull out your money pouch.

                                            >"Your bits ain't no good here, sugarcube." She winks.

                                            "God I hate this place."


                                            >>

                                            >Be Ponka Po once again.

                                            >Scouting the area for your bipedal mate.

                                            "I know I saw him come around here somewhere..."

                                            >You jump to the top of one of the fruit stands.

                                            >"Hey get off my stand! You crazy pony!!"

                                            >The stand owner begins losing his mind.

                                            >You pull a bottle of chloroform from your mane.

                                            "Hey whats this??"

                                            >"Whats eh?"

                                            >You pop the cap and shove it in his face, making him go down instantly.

                                            >Now that the distraction is taken care of, you can resume your search.

                                            "Time for the Pinkie radar machine!"

                                            >From your mane a small satellite radar scanner rises out and begins to scan the area.

                                            >You place a pair of goggles over your eyes that gives a detailed readout of everything in view.

                                            "Hmmm...."

                                            >Your scanners go from pony to pony, giving any and all details.


                                            >Pegasus...

                                            >Derpy Whooves.

                                            >Weather/mail pony.

                                            >Doesn't like math.

                                            >Probably banging Anon on the down low.


                                            "WHAT??"

                                            >The radar must be malfunctioning.

                                            >Must be...

                                            >You turn to scan elsewhere.

                                            >The beep and whirring of the radar overtakes the sound of hustle and bustle in the market street.

                                            "Hmmm..."

                                            >Another one.


                                            >Earth pony.

                                            >Mayor Mare.

                                            >Younger then she lets on.

                                            >Those glasses aren't fooling anypony.

                                            >Will win re-elections based on the grounds nopony else is willing to run.

                                            >Has filed over a dozen un-enforced restraining orders.


                                            "Really?" You tap your chin, "Wonder for who?"

                                            >You shrug.

                                            >Best to keep searching.


                                            >Human

                                            >Unknown age.

                                            >Unknown origins.

                                            >Sexy as hell.

                                            >Rape.


                                            "There you are!!"

                                            >You double check your chloroform.

                                            >Still plenty left.

                                            >With the greatest of ninja-like skill, you creep over to your prize.


                                            >>

                                            >Be Anon again.

                                            >Walking leisurely and thinking of Derpy's fine bubble-butt bouncing on your-

                                            >"Hey Nonny!" Pinkie says as she pops out of a stack of watermelons, "Does this rag smell weird to you?"

                                            "Huh?"

                                            >Your face is smothered in a cloth that smells like a mixture of mare musk and knock-out juice.

                                            "Merrrflurmmm..."

                                            >You go down as everything around you spins and turns black.


                                            >>

                                            >You awaken hours later in a daze.

                                            "Ohh my head..."

                                            >Attempting to rub your head, your stopped by the realization that your currently bound by all fours to a table in a dark, damp room.

                                            >"Awake at last~."

                                            >Your heart skips a beat.

                                            >That voice...

                                            "Who... where... that voice... why am I tied up?"

                                            >"Oh Anon," Pinkie says, creeping into the light from the shadows, "you look so helpless all tied up like that."

                                            "You... I know you! You're Pinkie Pie! Wait, of course I know that."

                                            >Pinkie hops up on the table and rips off your pants, making you yelp like a bitch as your confused boner is embraced by the cold, damp air.

                                            >"Ohhh what that~?"

                                            >Your anus puckers as Pinkie licks you and smothers her face in your balls'n dick.

                                            "Pinkie! I know what you're thinking! 'Should I rape him?' And the answer, might surprise-"

                                            >"NO MORE WAITING!"

                                            >She goes straight to work, on impaling herself on your cock.

                                            "NOOO!"

                                            >"Mmmmyeeesss~!"

                                            >Your innocence is taken in the worst way possible.

                                            >By the most seemingly innocent pony of all, no less.

                                            >All you can do is lay there and take it.

                                            >Like you take everyday in this fucked up world in stride.

                                            >Still.

                                            >In the least you can just close your eyes and imagine that its Derpy who is riding you.

                                            >Just think of that bubble butt...

                                            >Like you often do.