>Be the Pinkest of panks
>It was late
>You didn't know how late it was, which was weird 'cause you were usually really good at telling time because you had to since you worked at a bakery and knowing times was important, but you knew it was late
>All good little ponies should have been in bed by now
>You should have been in bed by now
>But you couldn't
>For some reason, even though you had a belly full of yummy pizza and your day had been loooooooong, you just couldn't drift off
>You shifted in the bed that wasn't your own, your nose loudly scrunching
>As you did so you could feel Twilight's wing brushing against your wither and barrel
>Though you were doing your best to keep quiet you couldn't help but giggle at the sensation
>Your purple drank friend grumbled sleepily into your ear
>The single hoof that she had draped over your body slide down to your tummy as she shifted a bit
>You could feel her chest and belly rubbing against your back as she pressed herself a little more firmly against you
>"Books..." she murmured, nuzzling the back of your neck
>The smile on your face, which hadn't left you since you, the girls, and Anon had sat down and had dinner together, widened just a hair
>Aw...
>Twilight was such a qt3.14 when she was sleeping 
>You were going to have to tease her when she woke up...
>Not wanting to disturb your sis, you slowly, carefully scooted yourself forward
>There was somepony laying on the other side of you
>Somepony who had had a very rough day
>A VERY rough day
>And right now you knew that he needed five hundred CC's of cuddles to make everything better
>He might have been getting some of those cuddles from Rarity, who was snoozing with her muzzle buried in the nape of his neck, but from the look of things he was only getting half of his recommended dose
>And you'd know; you were a doctor
 
>A cuddle doctor
>You had a diploma and everything
>You let it in your room next to Gummy's bed and--
>...
> Oh right, you're in the middle of a scene
>Though it was dark in the room you could still see every inch of Nonny's super giant body
>He was shirtless, with his blanket covering his lower belly
>U-Unf
>You bit your lip, reaching out and giving his side a poke
>He felt like a rock, solid and heavy
>With each breath he took you could feel his muscle-y muscles ripple and move
>Your hoof traced circles on his oddly smooth skin, going lower and lower with each--
>You twitched, freezing in place as Twilight snorted, bathing your ear in her hot, moist air
>Eyes widening, your eyes darted up to Nonny's face
>His eyes were still closed and his face was still peaceful
>He was still asleep
>Thank goodness...
>Sighing in relief, you reached down and grabbed the edge of his blanket
>With a flick of your hoof you pulled it a little higher up his chest
>To your delight he sighed, nuzzling a little deeper into his pillow
>Alrighty!
>You had a great big ol' human that was ninety percent comfy
>Time to dial that up ten more points!
>It took a few minutes of wiggling forward, pulling Twilight with you, but eventually you could feel Nonny's arm against your side
>From underneath the covers your tail flicked
>You could smell him now
>You could smell his soap, you could smell the strong yet pleasant scent of a stallion
>Taking a deep whiff you noticed that you could smell both of your friends too
>Twi had this sharp, berry, kool drank smell about her, while Rarity smelled more like vanilla and some super duper expensive things that you couldn't identify
 
>Whatever it was it smelled nice...
>A blush came to your face as you slide up Nonny's arm
>Now you could smell... other stuff
>The stuff that the four of you did earlier today
>Even though you had all taken baths there was still that hint of it on Nonny
>The smell of sex and excitement; your scents
>...
>Whoo filly
>Was it getting hot in here or was it just you?
>You shivered as you felt Twilight nuzzling your neck, your butt cheeks clutching
>Just think of rocks, Pinkie
>The sedimentary ones
>Yeah...
>Those were the boring rocks...
>Nothing like those stupid sexy igneous ones...
>Why did they have to be so hot?
>Dirty thoughts/rock puns aside, you soon found yourself lying next to Anon
>Well, that wasn't totally true...
>You had been lying next to Nonny the entire night
>But now you were lying NEXT to him
>Like so close that you could press your ear against his chest and listen to his heart beating and his tummy rumbling and a whole bunch of other stuff
>A sigh escaped your lips as you pressed yourself a little more firmly against his side
>You were nearly felt engulfed by the humey lying like this
>His body dwarfed yours
>Even with you lying splayed out like you were, with your head resting in the space where his arm met his shoulder, your back legs barely made it to his knees
>It felt... nice
>It made you safe...
>Your nose scrunched up slightly as Twilight muttered sleepy book horse secrets into your ear
>...
>Yep
>This was a big ol' stallion
>Like a super-sized stallion
>A big, warm, nice smelling super-sized stallion that gave you butterflies as you cuddle him
>Leaning over a bit you nuzzled Nonny's chest before looking back up at the ceiling
>You could FEEL Nonny's pulse as you laid against him
>Your own heart was beating a little faster than it had been a few minutes ago
>Your hooves were also kinda sweaty
>...
>And, for some reason, you couldn't help but think about mom's spaghetti
 
>Which was weird since momma pie never made spaghetti
>Your dad was always the one that cooked and the only thing that he cooked was rock soup since you all lived on a rock farm and you needed to eat rocks to help you grown big and strong and your mom never--
>Your ears perked up as Nonny began to move
>You could feel his legs tapping against your hooves 
>The blanket that you had all been sharing was pulled from your bodies as he kicked it off
>Suddenly, he rolled onto his side
>The side which, as luck would have it, you were lying on
>You gasped as your muzzle was smooshed up against Anon's collarbone
>Before you could scooch away you could feel one of his big ol' arms flopping over you
>Both that arm and the one under you quickly pulled you against him
>Now his scent seemed to overwhelm you
>He was enveloping you with his body, his warmth, everything
>A whimper escaped your throat as you felt one of his hands tickle the small of your back
>Ohmycakeyouwerenottrainedforthishorseapples!
>You squirmed as he nuzzled the top of your head, your tail once again flicking
>...
>Don't think about the bulge rubbing against your tummy
>Don'tthinkaboutthebulgerubbingagainstyourtummy
>Arethehayareyouthinkingaboutthebulgerubb--
>"You know, if you keep squirming you're going to wake up the other two."
>Your ears perked up as the hand on your back began to wander up your spine, the fingers drumming against your fur the whole while
>Clutching your butt, you looked up
>Anon's green eyes seemed to glow in the darkness as they stared down at you, tired and half-lidded
>You swallowed, though it was a bit difficult since, for some reason, your throat really dry all of the sudden
"I'm super duper sorry if I woke you up, Nonny," you apologized. "I was just couldn't fall asleep an--"
>Your tensed for a moment as Nonny's hand pushed into your mane and found one of your ears
 
>A second later you melted against him, groaning in delight as he started scratching
>Yeeeeeeeessssssssss....
>"Don't worry about it Ponk," he said as you quietly gasped. "I was about to get up anyway."
>...
>Get up?
>Why the hay would he get up?
>Especially at this ti--dfjvndkfjndkjfndkjnd!
>Anon's fingers danced across your ear while the other dug into your scalp
"Hmm~"
>As you made happy pony noises, squirming in delight, you could feel Nonny's thoughtful gaze on you
>He seemed to mill over something for a few moments before he nodded to himself
>"...Say Pank, if I remember right you're the only one that didn't a happy ending today."
>Happy ending?
>What the hay was he talking about?
>You had pizza and you got to sleep with a big hunk of a stallion
>Of COURSE you had a happy--
>Your eyes, which had been closed as you were given your pets, shot open as you felt Anon swing over on top of you
>Though he was holding himself up with his knees and elbows he still had you effectively pinned underneath him
"...Nonny, wha--thmp!"
>Your eyes widened as he leaned down and pressed his lips against yours
>ekfjndkfjndkjnkjnkj!
>Your could feel a blush spread across your face as he held the kiss for a few moments, his green eyes dancing with amusement
>His lips were soft, you could feel his tongue teasing the edges of your mouth
>Whoo filly...
>Whoo, whoo filly...
>Before you could open your mouth and attack his tongue with your own, Anon broke the kiss
>Your back legs slapped together
>Wetly, you couldn't help but notice
"A-Anon--"
>"Shush," the human cooed, kissing your cheek. "Now, Pinkie, I want to play a little game with you."
>You looked to your left and right
>Rarity was lying a about a foot away from you, curled up into a little ball
>Though Twilight was still relatively close to you Anon had somehow pushed her away a bit without you noticing
>Both of them were still asleep
>They did--
>You gasped as Anon leaned down and kissed your neck
 
>"I'll be a fun game, and I'm sure that you'll like it a lot~"
>You squirmed underneath Anon as he began crawling southward, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake
>Ohmygosh!
>Was he gonna--
>Your body twitched as Nonny buried his face into your tuft and began to pull at your hair with his teeth
>dfkgjndfkjndkjnkj!
>You bit your lip HARD to keep a groan from escaping 
>Your heart was pounding in your chest now, so loudly that you were afraid that Twilight or Rarity woud--
>OhmyLestia!
>Reaching behind your head you grabbed a pillow and quickly stuffed it into your mouth
>Your eyes drifted down to see Nonny kissing your heaving belly
>Your body twitched with each kiss, a wave of electricity and excitement running up your body with each peck
>And then you felt his tongue, short and stout yet strong, teasing your coat
"Tdfjnmp!"
>You bit down on the pillow hard, not able to look away
>"Now I'm going to need you to be as quiet as possible, Pank," Nonny said as he looked down at your painfully erect teats. "We wouldn't want everyone else waking up now would we?"
>You could feel his hands on your meaty flanks
>His fingers were digging into your cutiemarks, squeezing and groping and teasing
>You exhaled loudly through your nose, trying to rub your back legs together
>"Do you think that you can stay quiet for me, Pinkie?"
>Your hips bucked as you felt his lips wrap around one of your tea--akjnskjdnfksjdndlfjvndlfndl!"
>To keep yourself from groaning you bit down on your pillow even harder
>Shutting your eyes tightly, you nodded before hugging your pillow close to your face
>You could be quiet
>You could be the quietest pony in all of the land
>You could make graves seem noisy
>He just needed to keep going 
>He just needed to--
"Mugbdpl!"
>The ending of your though was decimated as you felt Anon release your teat with a pop and travel lower
 
>All you could feel after that was heat and tongue
>And, though you couldn't see it, as lost in your pleasure as you were, you could see a sly smile on Anon's face
 
~-`-`-~
 
 
>Be an injured, tired, and VERY upset Caramel
>The cell that they had put you in was a small one, but then again Ponyville's jailhouse wasn't all that big
>And it certainly didn't help that they had CRAMPED twenty of you in here
>It was hot in the cell, along with being smelly, dirty and dark
>There were cobwebs peppered all over the walls and the ceiling, the metal toilet that was sitting in the corner looked like it hadn't been cleaned in FOREVER, there were no windows that you could look out of
>And did you mention that this cell was dirty?
>Because it was
>Probably the dirtiest room that you've ever seen in fact
>The smell and the heat was made even worse by the numerous bodies of your fallen brothers, all of whom were as quiet as could be
>Many of them had been crying, while others were just looking down at the dirty stone floor
>Each and every one of you knew that when the sun came up you all would be hauled up to Canterlot 
>Only Celestia knows what they'd do to you when you got up there but there was no way that it'd be good
>...
>BUCK...
>Sighing, you scratched at your brand new neck brace
>Bucking Anon...
>If he had just kept his mouth shut and helped you out everything would have probably turned out alright
>But now?
>Now you were all facing numerous charges, some of which could land you some very real jail time
>And no matter how much you cried or whined or tried to look pathetic and weak nothing was going to get you out of it
>...
>You were all screwed
>And you, being the one with a semi-fractured spine AND who would probably get the worst punishment for all of this, weren't all too happy about it
>Not one little bit
 
>You huffed quietly under your breath, your ears hugging the sides of your head as a ripple of pain coursed up your body
>Bucking... curding... 
>Those pain pills that that quack of a doctor gave you didn't do horse apples...
>You couldn't even SLEEP...
>SHUT--
CLANG!
>You looked all
>All around you other stallions were also looking up as this ringing, metal-on-metal sound rang through the cell
>That odd, jarring, slightly unsettling note hung in the air for what seemed like an eternity
>Your ears perked up as you wiggled around uncomfortably
>Were those the guards?
>What the hay were they doing up this late?
>...
>Why were they banging on the bars?
>The second that the ringing stopped a new sound graced your ears; hoofsteps
>...
>No, not hoofsteps
>These sounded different
>They were heavier but slightl--
>...
>Oh no...
>No, no, no...
>You began to scooch backwards, forcing yourself deeper into the crowd of seated stallions
>There was no way that he could get in here
>You knew for a fact that there were about twenty guards in this building
>Somepony as big as him could possibly--
CLANG!
>You jumped as that ringing sound, louder this time, cut through the silence
>You took a few deep breaths, trying and failing calm your now beating heart, before looking at the colts around you
>All of the talking, though there wasn't all that much to begin with, had died down
>Whoever had managed to fall asleep was wide awake now
>Nopony was moving
 
>As far as you could tell nopony, yourself included, was even breathing
>You were all looking through the bars into the pitch black hallway
CLANG!
>The footsteps were getting louder
>Oh buck...
>He got past them all didn't h-he?
>Dryly swallowing, you settled yourself in the corner of the cell, quietly shaking
>...
>No
>This was just a guard trying to scare you!
>He wouldn't come here and do anything to any of you!
>He would--
>Your eyes widened when you saw a silhouette right in front of the bars
>Huge, looming, familiar
>...
>Buuuuuuuuuuck...
>Though not a single stallion said a word, they quickly got up and began backing away
>You could smell the terror in the air, see it on the faces of everypony
>From beside you a stallion whimpered
>The same exact sound escaped your throat as two massive, calloused hands cut through the inky blackness and grabbed the bars with deliberate slowness
Crrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkkk!
>You heard the metal groan in protest as the bars were bent wider and wider and wider
>Every single one of you were, at this point, as close to the wall as you could be
>Some of you were nearly sitting on each other to try to get away
>All around you you could hear stallions whimpering, begging, praying, all while they looked for a way to get away, to escape
>But you knew the truth
>Deep down you knew that there was no escape
>You all were stuck here, watching as those bars bent more and more
>There was nothing that any of you could do
>Nothing at all
>Terror twisted your gut as the figure leaned forward and poked his head into the cell
>Mybodyisnotreadycolt.jng
 
>"There you all are," Anon growled, his glowing green eyes sweeping the cell
>You all wilted under his piercing gaze, not able to look him in the eye
>With a grunt, he wedged himself between the opening that he had made
>Though the bars were bent wide enough for two ponies to walk through it they a bit small for him
>But, nevertheless, Anon eventually forced himself into the cell 
>He was shirtless you noticed, and you couldn't help but smell a mare on him from all the way over here
>Heh...
>What a slu--
>Another stallion whimpered, as the human rolled his shoulders
>You all flinched as you heard bones popping, and you couldn't help but notice the smell of urine in the air
>Anon said nothing for a long while as he looked around at all of you
>...
>Did...
>Did he want an apology?
>Did he want to hear you all apologize?
>Because if that's what he wanted then--
>Reaching behind his back, Anon produced a rolling pin from... somewhere
>But this wasn't just any rolling pin
>It must have been the size of your leg and just a bit thicker, with strong steel handles
>...
>Oh buck...
>Oh buck...
>You all were gonna die...
>Anon was going to beat you all to death with that...
>...
>That gypsy was right after all
>"You know," Anon said, giving his weapon as practice swing. "I'm not very happy with you guys. What with you destroying my place and all."
>He took a step forward
>Not wanting to be the first casualty, you all bunched up as much as you could against the wall
 
>Anon grinned at the sight
>It wasn't a very nice grin
>It wasn't very nice even a little bit
>"I know you all are gonna get in trouble, pay fines and all that shit, but I thought that before they hauled you up to Canterlot I'd get a bit of self-satisfaction."
>As the big monkey took another step forward somepony finally managed to find his voice
>"Y-You can't d-do anything to u-us. If y-you do we--"
>The stallion's mouth snapped shut as Anon ripped one of the handles of the rolling pin clean off and tossed the piece of metal behind him
>"Actually, that's not entirely true my little horse friend," he said, taking another step forward. "See, I have three mares back at my place that'll swear that I spent the whole night in bed with them. Creditable mares, respected mares. One which I ate out until she passed out."
>Tapping the end of the rolling pin against his shoulder, he crouched down
>"And that, my friends, means that I have until the sun's up to do whatever I want with all of you."
>...
>You gulped as about a dozen stallions whimpered in fear
>The smell of pee grew stronger
>Yep
>You all were bucked...
>Anon looked down at his rolling pin
>"You know, a couple of hours ago I probably would have beaten a few of you to death--"
>Ohmygoshyoucouldseethelightanditwasred!
>"--but I kinda had a little pep talk and some snuggles so I calmed down just a little bit."
>He took a deep breath, settling his weight on his heels
>"So I'll give you all a choice," he said, drumming his fingers against his weapon. "You either get this thing shoved up where the sun don't shine or I get to sock you in the face."
>...
>What?
"W-What?" you managed to croak out
>Anon looked over at me
>"You heard me," he calmly said. "You all are gonna line up and either let me smack you in the face or sodomize you."
 
>...
>You all said nothing
>You waited for him to start laughing 
>To say that it was all a joke and he just wanted you all to say you're sorry
>But that never came
>He didn't start laughing, he didn't crack a smile
>He just continued to look at you all with rolling pin in hand
>...
>He...
>He was serious wasn't he...
>He wanted you to--
>"Well, it looks like we're done for, ol' chaps!"
>You all turned to see Princess Celestia standing among you
>She was wearing a pair of thick-rimmed glasses and a fake, bushy mustache
>...
>But that was it
>...
>You could see her horn, her wings, her cutiemark...
>...
>What the buck...
>The princess sighed as you all stood there, confusion replacing fear
>"Ah well, if we gotta face the music may as 'ell go about it with a stiff upper lip an' all that," she said in the FAKEST Trottingham accent that you've ever heard
>You all said nothing as she waded through the crowd until she was standing in front of Anon, who looked just as confused as the rest of up
>"Alrighty then, let's get in with it 'en!" she chirped, turning around and presenting herself
>The tip of her horn glowed, and with a flash a gallon jug of lubricant appeared in Anon's hands
>"Be a good chap an' coat that sucker up?"
>She wiggled her backside as your eye twitched
>"An' made sure to be as rough as ya want. Take all that aggressive out on me ya big lug~"
>...
>...
>...
>You should have just taken up knitting instead of lifting
>Anon looked past the princess
>"You're first, Spark Plug" he said, pointing his rolling pin at the stallion. "Now get your butt over here or I'm coming over there."
>Princess Celestia giggled, waving her butt
>...
>You just hate EVERYTHING now...
>EVERYTHING