Trunkjob
Pink Proboscis
By Game-BeatX14
Pinkie Pie sat alone and bored at the picnic table outside Sugarcube corner. Her usual endless stream of fun ideas had ground to a halt for the first time in months. It was indeed a beautiful sunny day outside, but all her daily activities had grown old and it left a hollow feeling in her stomach. Her friends were all busy, so that didn’t help. Even Shining Armor, who was staying in Ponyville for a week long visit, was booked today. She got up from the concrete table and slumped out on the patch of grass nearby, looking up at the sky in defeat. She couldn’t recall a time when boredom had trumped her like this.
As she stared up into the endless sky of Equestria, a flock of pigeons flew by. Pinkie loved how they seemed blissfully unaware of anypony on the ground below them, just flapping their wings in unison and minding their own birdy business.
“I wonder what it would feel like to be a pigeon. They’re like a mini Pegasus, except uglier and with neato beaks, hehe!” Suddenly, a large frog croaked and jumped out of the adjacent bush, landing casually in front of her.
“Or maybe what if I was a frog, I could totally hop around town without a care in the world, even though I already do that, but still...” Suddenly a small garden snake slithered out of the bush too.
“Woah, wouldn’t it be superific to slither around everywhere? Their bodies are so cool when they move like that!”
A realization struck her like a dart hitting a bulls-eye. “Wait a minute, maybe Twilight can help me by using her magic. She could probably turn me into whatever animal I want! I could experience leaping and slithering and flying around town instead of trotting everywhere on these ho-hum hooves. Looks like today can still be super fun after all!”
The pink mare bounded off towards Twilight’s library just a few blocks down the quaint town roads. With her optimism and curiosity restored, she felt a wave of happiness at all the new experiences and challenges she would be facing today though the unique perspective of another creature.
Pinkie slammed open the door to the library, startling the unicorn amidst her studies. “Twilight, I need you to perform a spell on me!”
Twilight glared at her with an irritated expression, after having her train of through derailed. “Pinkie, I’m not just going to fire off spells for whatever crazy ideas you might have without proper reason. Unless of course it’s for something important.”
“Yes, it’s super duper important! Like realllly really-” Twilight pushed a hoof to her mouth and cut her off.
“Ok Pinkie, jeez calm down. Just let me know what kind of spell you need me to cast and I’ll see what I can do to help.” She doubted the importance of the issue, but it made her feel better to give Pinkie the benefit of the doubt regardless. As important as studying was, helping her friends when they asked for assistance was always a top priority. Her books could wait longer than Pinkie ever would.
“I need you to turn me into another animal!” Twilight wasn’t sure she heard that right.
“Uhhh, what? Another animal?”
“Mmmh huh!” Pinkie nodded excitedly.
“What could you possibly want to do that to yourself for?”
“For fun, silly! Why do I have to be a regular old pony all day when you’ve got that super magic horn right on your head?”
For fun. She facehoofed, frustrated that her suspicion had been correct. “Pinkie, transformation spells come with an inherent risk. They need to be cast perfectly, or it could have all sorts of harmful side effects and leave you with painful distortions. I’m not comfortable doing them to you for no reason other than fun alone, spells like that are reserved only for important situations.”
“But Twiligggghhhtt, you’ve done plenty of those spells before without a problem. I don’t get what the big deal is...”
Twilight sighed. “Look Pinkie, that’s not something I want to have on my conscience if something were to go wrong during the transformative process, all over a spell that didn’t need to be cast in the first place. I would never forgive myself.”
Pinkie pondered her reasoning for a moment. “Well then, what if I said it wasn’t just for fun? Like it could be part of an experiment.”
“Oh please, the only experiment you’ve ever conducted was seeing how long you could survive on nothing but chocolate for meals. How you ever managed to last more than a week befounds me to this day.”
“But wait, this is different. What if, what if... I uh... write a report, and document in detail all my experience as another animal? Like a research project. Could you do it then? You love detailed reports. Reports are fun!”
Twilight grew a satisfied smirk at her proposition. “Now that you put it that way, this might be an interesting little experiment for you. I’m glad to see you thinking scientifically for once. Really, I’m proud of you Pinkie.”
“You know me girl, science is what I live for, woohoo!” Twilight rolled her eyes and grinned.
“Now, which animal in particular did you want to morph into?”
“I, uh... actually didn’t make a decision yet. Still thinking about that part. There are so many awesome animals out there to choose from.”
Twilight levitated a large book off the shelf titled Equestrian Species and tossed it at her. Pinkie caught it against her torso with a loud ‘ooof’.
“Well, looks like you’ll have to start reading then. Let me know when you’ve made your deci-”
“I PICK THIS ONE!” Twilight cranked her head to see an open page of the book pressed against her muzzle.
“Easy Pinkie, I can’t read when it’s right in my face. How could you have possibly even read that fast anyway?”
Pinkie shrugged, so Twilight defaulted to her usual ‘I’m not going to bother trying to figure her out.’ attitude. She craned her head back to get a better look. A large Elephant was plastered across the full color page, taking a sip from a pond by utilizing its trunk as a straw. The second image displayed another one holding its nostrils up to the camera, giving a glimpse up its fleshy tube.
“Interesting, what made you choose this one?”
“Because, having a trunk looks like it would be totally fun! It’d be like having a portable water cannon vacuum cleaner arm thingy mounted right on my face! How cool is that!?”
Twilight tried to picture her running around with a water cannon nose, and decided not to think about it in order to save her sanity. Celestia have mercy on the towns’ ponies who encounter Pinkie the waterpowered jetpack elephant.
“Well alright then, looks like that’s settled... Go stand in the middle of the room while I take a better look at this creature. I’ve cast plenty of transformation spells before like you mentioned, but never something quite this complex. The muscle structure alone will be quite a doozy.” She flipped to the next pages, and started scanning the corresponding anatomical diagrams. While Twilight had no inherent fascination with Elephants, their trunks appeared to be quite a versatile and intriguing appendage. The gears in her head kicked into overdrive as she mapped out the maze of tendons, muscular fibers, nerves and cartilage.
Pinkie Pie sat patiently on the center carpet and tried to stave off her excitement, not wanting to disturb Twilight as she carefully studied the in-depth diagrams. Unsurprisingly, it didn’t take her very long.
“Alright, I think I got it. We may not be able to do a complete transformation, but I can do the most important parts for sure. Focusing on giving you the trunk should make it a bit safer and easier. You sure you want me to start now?”
“Awww yeah, let’s do this!”
“Don’t blink, and try to stay calm. This might feel a little strange.” Twilight bent her knees and stared intently ahead with a concentrative stance, channeling purple glowing energy into a pinpoint at the crux of her horn. It would take a little extra juice to form such a complex nasal organ. In a flash of light she fired a steady stream of magic directly at her friend’s belly.
It tickled Pinkie as the energy began filling her insides. She gasped as the tendrils of magic unwrapped and slithered in through every orifice, enveloping and levitating her body in an opaque encroaching sphere. Her nerves shut down in preparation to prevent any pain before the process continued. Twilight’s head was throbbing, but she managed to push the transformation along without any hangups, much to Pinkie’s relief.
Finally, Pinkie saw her own face contort as new muscles double-helixed together out of thin air and began attaching themselves to her muzzle, just above her mouth and below her eyes. The front of her face twisted and weaved in cooperation with the magical muscles, interlocking together with a delicate intricacy that put Twilight’s concentration to the test. Suddenly, the magic sphere ruptured outwards and dissolved, leaving her to drop back down a few inches to the floor. Now free of the spell’s nerve suppression, Pinkie came to grasp the heavy, tube-like appendage that dangled from her face.
She took a deep breath, and felt a large volume of lukewarm air rush through the newly formed organ. “Woah, this is so cool! Thank you so much Twilight, you’re the best!”
“Just don’t forget to document your experiences so you can share them with the girls and I. The spell has a sort of built in timer, and should reverse itself automatically in a few days from now. Which means you don’t have much time to waste.”
“Don’t worry about me; I’m not planning on wasting a second with this baby!”
“Ok, I’ll be upstairs studying to give you some time alone to experiment then.” Twilight galloped up the stairs to her bedroom, levitating her current books of focus with her.
Pinkie spent the next ten minutes practicing control of her new trunk, trying to master basic lifting and curling motions. It was actually very heavy, as most of it was muscle mass. The extra weight could take some getting used to.
One of the first things she started to notice was that her sense of smell was significantly improved. That alone came as no surprise, except the sheer magnitude of the improvement was almost baffling. It felt like her sense of smell had been amplified a hundred times, and even the library seemed to take on a whole slew of new stenches that were previously too subtle to notice. She could practically tell who had last handled the various books upon close inspection. The latest Daring Do novel reeked of Rainbow Dash. That mare really needs to shower more...
She began picking up a faint scent wafting over from the adjoining sideroom. It smelled very familiar... Was Spike in there? That was definitely Spike. But something about him smelled odd. A raw, musthy aroma emanated from the small crack underneath the door. Pinkie stepped quietly towards the wooden door, trying to pinpoint what it was. She heard a faint grunt, and it became instantly apparent what the intensifying odor was.
Oh Spike, you horny little dragon you. She whiffed up a bit of his ejaculate odor, and it was oddly arousing. The normally faint scent of dragon cum became a powerful blast within her trunk, pulsing through her body and allowing her to nearly taste it. She debated opening the door and doing some rather crude things in the name of experimentation, but her conscience took charge just in time and she backed away quietly to her previous spot in the room.
Trying to purge the distasteful thoughts from her mind, she marched outside to go explore the town and gain more experience elsewhere.
What is wrong with you, Pinkie? How could even think of doing that to Spike? Despite her mental beration, it took a while for the scenario to finally fade out of her mind.
Upon opening the front door she was met with a wall of mixed scents from the surrounding town. It was strange to be able to pick out the location of individual ponies, some of who were far enough away to be out of view.
Suddenly, she sensed a familiar Stallion approaching. Pinkie quickly ducked into the bushes, using her trunk like a periscope. Shining Armor trotted right by on the cobblestone streets, minding his own business. He didn’t appear to notice the pink proboscis poking from the bushes.
The wind was blowing at just the right angle so his distinctive odor wafted directly to her. It smelled almost musthy like Spike. Had he been masturbating too? Oh Celestia. The essence grew stronger as he passed by at the closet point. The active pheromones of his strong male body filled her up inside as a horny sensation mounted within her loins. He smelled so good, an almost intoxicatingly pleasant fragrance thoroughly warming her from the inside out. She had always thought Shining smelled nice, but her impeccable new senses brought a whole new feeling to him that made her pelvis quiver.
As he continued walking farther away, the smell gradually lost its strength. Not wanting to lose it yet, Pinkie lowered her trunk and pressed the tip deep into the back of her mouth, blowing outwards and releasing the stored collection of his testosterone scent. Her chest cavity expanded with the comforting, sweetly warm taste of the Royal Guard leader. To her disappointment, it wore off rather quickly.
Her body screamed for another whiff, but her clashing feelings prevented her from getting up and chasing him down. She hated to admit it to herself, but the thought of pinning him down and sucking him for all his worth right then and there gave her goosebumps. She began to think about his horn too, before an interesting thought struck her.
She quickly ran back into the library and scanned Twilight’s unicorn anatomy book, to find out what would happen if orgasm is achieved through horns. Apparently, it could be very dangerous and risky.
Sexual partners administering hornjobs to unicorn ponies should take extra caution as to not overstimulate. Healthy horns have a very high nerve concentration. Many individuals have experienced loss of magical control during orgasm, which can cause violent or painful bursts to shoot out at the partner.
The page also had a detailed explanation about how to protect yourself using barriers:
A ‘barrier’ is defined as anything capable of withholding or dissipating orgasm magic to a safe and controllable level. Anything containing high amounts of magic, such as enchanted horn straps or magically formed objects and extremities, may also serve as a magic burst dissipater.
Having found all the necessary information to give him the hornjob of a lifetime, she re-shelved the book and devised a way to meet up with Shining privately. “Mayyyybeeeee, I could just invite him over to my place...” She finally got up from the library couch, and started her trot back home. All the while, an innocuous message assembled in her head. A vague, friendly letter for him.
Anything to get closer to that handsome Stallion. Really, really close....
When she arrived home and went up to her room, yet another new smell had made itself apparent, one that couldn’t be ignored any longer. It was herself.
Dying for relief after all her fantasies, Pinkie leaned back and spread her legs apart, compressing the tip of her trunk over the opening to her vagina and gyrating to relieve some of the tension. She pinched her nostrils and sucked, clenching over her snatch tightly and eliciting a carnal moan. Craving more intense stimulation, she took in a long deep breath and shuddered as it rippled through her core. It felt incredible, much more pleasing than rubbing hooves had ever been.
Pinkie repeated the exercise several more times, inhaling more deeply with each repetition. She whimpered, feeling the juices stirring within her. Her mind drifted back to a fantasy with Twilight’s brother. That thick, juicy cock dangling between his powerful toned legs. Oh yes. Just the thought of mercilessly sucking that beast pushed her towards orgasm even faster.
She tightened up as her release burst forth with the force of a flood. Her warm expulsion was vacuumed up into her nose, gushing through with a slurping cacophony until her pussy was sucked clean. Bodily tremors lingered until her orgasm finally subsided.
The lack of any manual cleanup made it much more enjoyable. She locked her nostrils shut and marched unsteadily to the toilet, releasing her load and flushing it away.
Feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over, she crawled into bed and tucked herself under the sheets. Pinkie laid awake for a moment with a satisfied grin on her face, knowing that tomorrow night would bring a new level of intimate fun, both for herself and her unexpecting guest.
She prayed that Luna would stay out of her dreams tonight.
The suns warming rays peaked over the top of Twilight’s tree home and beamed into the bedroom window where Shining Armor slept, waking him for a new day. Twilight had lent him a room for his visit to Ponyville for the week. He climbed out of bed and trotted down outside into the crisp morning breeze to get some energy flowing. It helped to clear his mind a bit.
A bright pink envelope taped to the front door caught his eye, with Pinkie Pie’s unmistakable curly signature scrawled on the front. Shining noticed it was addressed not to Twilight, but to him. It had been months since he received a real letter from anypony, and the first one ever from Pinkie. It made him crack a smile as he gently tore open the envelope and removed a handwritten message.
Hey Shining, it’s your friend Pinkie Pie! We never get to do much together, and since you’re staying here in Ponyville for the week I figured it would be the perfect opportunity for some catching up. Come on over to Sugarcube Corner later tonight and maybe we can do something fun together. See you at 7:00 ;)
Something fun... Shining pondered that for a moment. Under normal circumstances that would involve sex, but this was just Pinkie Pie. She probably wants to throw a visiting party for me or something. What the heck, might as well go. I don’t have any other plans for tonight.
Later that evening, Shining Armor trotted towards Sugarcube corner, where Pinkie would be waiting for him. It was near closing time, and the building appeared dead of all activity. He approached the door and knocked. Pinkie spoke from behind the door.
“You can come in, Shining. And may I add, you smell very nice tonight.”
“Um... thank you, I guess? This isn’t a date Pinkie, heh.”
He opened the door, and was immediately greeted with a wide pair of nostrils on the end of a probing, hose like appendage attached between two giant blue eyeballs. He flinched and threw himself in reverse for a good few feet.
“Gaaahhh, Pinkie what the hell!? Why do you have an... Uh... Elephant trunk?” His tone quickly changed from shocked, to genuinely curious.
“For fun!” She lowered it and let it sway in front of her.
Shining continued to examine the appendage. Her face looked a bit wider to accommodate the added weight, and her mouth had shifted downward. It wasn’t quite the same build as a real elephant, but rather a hybrid with her normal pony body.
“Ookay then... So um, may I come in?”
“Of course, silly!”
Shining trotted into the building. Surprisingly there were no decorations, or any signs of a party. It was just him and Pinkie in the empty building. He plopped down on the couch in the living room.
“What did you want to do tonight, Pinkie? Did you have a party planned for me or-”
“Nah, parties are overrated. I’ve got something way better for you tonight!”
“Really? Wow, you’re full of surprises tonight.”
She stood in front of him on the couch in the living room, swaying her trunk seductively. It made Shining uncomfortable. What is she doing?
“You said the trunk was just for fun, right?”
She suddenly took a deep breath and began speaking in a slow, direct voice. “Shining, I need to tell you something...”
“Alright. Fire away, Pinkie.”
“I invited you over here, for something a liiiittle more personal than casual conversation or games...” She rested a hoof on his chest. “Something you’re going to enjoy a lot...” Then started dragging it down, noticeably flicking her eyes towards his groin.
Her sexual advancements started to turn him on, forming a slight erection. Pinkie flicked her tail in satisfaction. The beautiful scent from yesterday was returning.
That’s right, Shining. Make that dick hard for me.
Shining looked at her with a flustered expression, speaking with a shaky voice. “W-wha-... Pinkie, I have a wife, I can’t just-”
She leaned into his ear and whispered. “Cadance can’t deliver what I will tonight, because she doesn’t have thiiiisssss.” With no warning she reached down and pricked the end of his dick with her trunk, causing him to spring up near instantly. Shining could only glance up at her with mixed feelings of horniness and panic.
“Why don’t we go up to my room. It’s much more private in there.”
“Pinkie I... I can’t-”
“Ssssshhhhhhhh.” She raised her trunk in front of his muzzle. Shining looked down her breathing tubes as she pushed forward, planting a kiss with her soft nostrils. Shining moaned at the strange sensation. Her delicate muscles pried his lips open, and he instinctually stuck out his tongue. The tightness in his muscles loosened as she played with him.
“Mmmmmm.” He couldn’t deny that it felt amazing. She folded her trunk, dipping it in a U shape to lessen the gap between them before finally throwing her hooves around his back. She let off her trunk and locked her mouth to his, enrapturing him in a passionate kiss. She draped her trunk over his shoulder, wrapping it around his back and nipping at his cutie mark.
After a few moments she finally released him from the embrace and spoke calmly. “Come on, Shining. Stop worrying, you’re going to love it...” she eagerly nudged the end of his dick with her trunk a second time.
“Guaaahhh! Pinkie, please stop doing that...”
“Pffffffftttt, haha! Oh come on already, you can’t be serious. We both know you like it.”
“I’m dead serious; this still just isn’t right-”
“Boop.” Another boner stiffening touch.
“My dick isn’t your toy-”
Another touch, this time with a demanding poke.
“Ok this is the last time I’m going to warn you, Cadance would kill me if-”
Shining nearly jumped out of his skin as Pinkie slammed her nostril down over his dick, bottoming out and slathering him with wetness before pulling away all with a quick plunging motion. It left him short of breath and shivering, his now throbbing hard penis screaming for more.
“You’re right, it is the last time.”
He smiled sheepishly. “On second thought, let’s get up to your room.”
If his dick was any longer, it would have smacked against the wooden steps on the way up to her room. Just that single moment of being enveloped within her trunk made him twitch every time it played back in his mind. Finally, the two pushed into the bedroom, and Pinkie closed the door behind them before locking it. She gracefully stepped towards the middle of the room and turned to face him.
For a moment, Shining felt as though he couldn’t breathe. Pinkie wiggled her trunk enticingly, only making him painfully stiffer. His mind was quickly overridden with forthcoming scenarios that seemed too good to be true. The more his erection flicked up and down, the more Pinkie grinned.
“You just going to stand there, or do I have to come get you?”
“Oh, right.” He pushed the thoughts out of his head for a moment and focused, slowly approaching the awaiting chubby elephantine mare in front of him.
She took a step forward to meet his gaze and pressed her face against his, staring into his eyes before setting her hooves atop his shoulders and gently pushing down. Shining lowered himself into a sitting position at her silent request.
“Please just suck me, I need you to so bad...”
“Hold your big horse dick; we don’t want this to be over too quickly, now do we?”
Turning around and swiveling herself like a crane, she used the vacuum of her trunk to pick up a hefty pillow, and slid it into place behind him.
“Go aheaaaad, lay back.” Her eyelashes fluttered as she nudged a leg into his shoulder. Shining complied, and slumped on his back like putty in her hooves, leaving his stallion parts exposed for her to gaze upon in their full glory. His large, firm dick stood at rapt attention. Pinkie admired how it hooked slightly to the side.
Shining flicked his eyes from his dick to her nervously, following her curiously scanning eyes. To his surprise, she didn’t go after his hardening rod yet, instead climbing over and delivering him a sloppy kiss while letting it press into her abdomen, resting her arched body upon it. Her kiss was deep and lustful. The feeling of his flared tip cushioned against her soft, gyrating belly was highly pleasurable. When she popped away, her trunk went to work, investigating the rest of his body.
She placed her trunk underneath his chin and stroked using the finger-like lip at the end. Then, she ever so slowly dragged her open nostrils down the fur of his chest, and began patting the fleshy, finger like lobe in a circular motion, lathering his chest in a warm moisture. Pinkie quickly took it up a notch and moved elsewhere, sniffing and snuffing eagerly around every crest of his skin, leaving a light trail of moisture soaked in his fur. Shining sat still, letting her probe his whole body without restriction. She sucked against numerous spots, leaving a light mark and releasing with a wet popping sound each time. The raw stallion aroma emanating from his body was unbelievable to her. She silently observed every twitch of his body, trying to find which spots evoked the most pleasure.
Shining had never been in a heated sexual situation with Pinkie, and was unfamiliar with how it affected her. Throughout the minutes, he started to see. Her usual over the top and giddy nature became a bit tamer, but the way she handled her trunk showed that her deep-seated playful curiosity was still there.
Her magnified sense of smell awoke a new level of desire deep within her. The musky outpouring now practically seeped into her mind and body. As the hormones began to pulse through his stallion form, she felt an incredible lust forming in her mind. Her breathing became deeper, vacuuming in more of his intoxicating masculine scent. She nearly wanted to suck his dick right then and there, but she held off, exciting him as much as possible so his hormone levels would be at their peak.
As the points she chose became more intimate, Shining instinctively flinched. But her motions were unwavering and lustful. A slight feeling of intimidation nipped at the back of his mind, but it was quickly offset by the pleasurable dexterous stroking and targeted suction. Every breath she took felt like a kiss from a wet leathery vacuum hose, and the air was filled with the sound of her nostrils plopping against his skin.
Shining began to sweat as she continued, both nervous and excited at how far this could go. It became even more intimate as she quickly darted her nose around, cleaning the loose droplets away. Her attention to every detail mounted his excitement to a new level.
Oh Celestia, is that sexy.
But the sexy teasing was beginning to leave him with a hollow heart. He could no longer ignore that she was avoiding his dick, and the teasing was starting to become irritating. The tension in his groin was unbearable.
“I suppose you’re saving the best for last there, Pinkie?”
“Just relax; it’ll be way better this way. I hope you have enough in you, cuz’ now it’s time to give that horn some love.”
Please, please please don’t tell me it’s the other horn. Oh no.
She reached over his head and groped his long white magic stick, clenching her breathing tubes and rubbing up and down. A shudder rippled through his body in acceptance as he let out a low moan. Shining’s pupils dilated and he started drooling, the piercing stimulation left him in a state of total brain mush, unable to concentrate on anything but her steady massage. Small sparks of magic crackled around it. Suddenly, she raised it over his head and snatched down, enveloping his entire horn. The immediate shockwave of pleasure that pierced his nerves was intolerable. He bit down on his tongue, chest heaving. It was too much, and he wasn’t sure how to cope with it. His mind seemed to drain itself of everything, and the sharp pangs of auto-erotic stimulation slicing through his head almost made him cry.
Thick magical tendrils wrapped though his skull, building up dangerously. He tried to speak, but his motor responses were deteriorating. It took momentous effort to scream out. “Aaaaaahhggg, Pinkie, please STOP, I can’t- gahhhh!” He hammered his back hooves on the ground, trying desperately to hold back the uncontrollable storm of magic brewing in his throbbing head.
Pinkie didn’t budge. In fact, she began rubbing his horn even faster. Sickening worry penetrated what little remained of his mind that wasn’t overridden with ecstasy.
“Agghh fuck! Pinki- don’t, nnnnnnngggggg!”
All he saw was a smirk on Pinkie’s face before his mind blacked out, and an enormous burst of energy blasted through his head, radiating through his body in the form of a magical orgasm. Everything was white, and his ears were ringing. His senses were completely overloaded, and for a brief few moments he felt nothing, as though his nerves had fried entirely. After a few seconds, his brain recovered and his vision slowly came back into focus. The aftershocks instantly tore through him, surging his nerves the minute he regained feeling in himself. When it all finally stopped, he saw Pinkie in exactly the same place without a scratch on her. She was grinning ear to ear, and her trunk glowed with magical neon blue color. Her happy expression and glowing appendage confused his blistered mind.
He finally managed to yell between stammered breaths. “Pinkie, that could have killed you! What were you thinking!?”
“Well, my trunk was formed out of magic, right? It only made sense that it could handle it.”
“Yeah, but... when I tell you to stop... Dammit Pinkie, I was afraid I was going to blast you to bits. You scared the hell out of me!” His eyes began to water slightly, as he thought about just how just how badly that could have gone.
She put his hooves on his shoulders reassuringly. “Shining, I’m not as careless as you think I am. I did my research, and since it’s a magically formed appendage, I could absorb it all without a problem. It’s like a barrier between me and your magic orgasm thingy.”
“Still, what if the book had been wrong?”
“Shining, don’t you trust your sister’s books? Besides, how are you supposed to have fun in life if you don’t try new things and give them a shot?”
“Pinkie, I almost gave you a shot.”
“Oh, give it a rest already. Maybe some dick sucking will take your mind off of it. Flush that blood out of your worry-wart brain and get it back where it needs to be, because tonight has only just begun.”
She crawled forward, arching over his protruding rod again and nuzzling her wide trunk along his belly and upper groin. The rippled skin tickled his underside, and the caressing affection with which she rubbed felt strangely comforting. Suddenly, Pinkie lifted her nose up and revealed her gaping maw. Shining hadn’t realized how much the transformation spell had affected the build of her face and head. A thick, pink tongue was rolled up inside, tucked away in the enormous cavity.
“Your mouth looks so-”
It happened so fast. Pinkie threw out her tongue and ensnared his cock, slamming her mouth down with her muzzle bottoming out on his thighs. A blast of relief overtook him. Her altered facial structure left ample room for his dick.
SCCHHHLUCCK, SLURRRPPP
Shining had to spread his legs apart to make more room for her head. Her trunk curled to the side and drooped over his leg as she vigorously suckled him like she did popsicles.
She savored the musky flavor of his twitching cock, lathering him up and down with her long tongue while she sucked. The heat inside her mouth felt incredible and warmed his whole abdomen.
“ENNNNNG, *huff* keep sucking, you’re incredible!”
She continued coating him with thick saliva for another minute, his orgasm was starting to build. Suddenly, Pinkie lifted her head and released him with a loud ‘ploop’.
“No wait, don’t stop! Oh for the love of Celestia, please finish!” His throbbing cock was leaking pre-cum, and he drew in several bated breaths, praying she would sink back in and finish him off. The tension of it all had been driving him mad, and this made him go shit off the walls. He felt like his balls and heart were going to explode simultaneously.
She planted a hoof onto him, feeling his furious, hammering heartbeat and burning chest. “No worries, I want to finish you the right way.” She glanced downward and eyed his bulging stallion tool, before finally reaching towards it with a snuffing trunk. She tenderly wrapped her nostrils around the sides of his shaft, stroking him up and down. He practically began salivating, and his right back leg tapped the ground repeatedly in satisfaction. It only lasted for a few more moments, before she released him and drifted over his flaring tip, like a snake ready to strike and gobble down her prey. Shining thrust his hips up, desperately trying to slip inside. Pinkie thrust down, and what followed was the most incredible blowjob Shining had ever felt. As she engulfed him inside her trunk, all the muscles in his body melted.
She smiled at the sedated stallion in her grasp as she griped and worked his shaft. Her rate of breathing increased, and with it the warm, pulsing breaths became more intense, blanketing his length in hot exhalations. Shining shuddered at the pink mare’s ministrations; she seemed to be enjoying herself almost scarily so. Her gentle, stimulating motions coaxed him along. It was almost like being hooked up to a sentient milking machine, one that felt every twitch of his penis and adjusted to make him feel as good as possible. Every subtle motion showed that she really cared. Shining fell into a deep-seated state of pleasure, the way Pinkie expertly kneaded his penis was unparalleled to any mare he had been with in his lifetime. It felt remarkably similar to a blowjob, but the extra degree of control and tight suction made the experience much more intense. The extreme length of her nostrils also meant there was no gagging, and no interruptions.
Her enormous and lively blue eyes were alight with a sensual gaze, piercing his own while she took charge. The subtle fondling movements of her trunk escalated into full blown groping. She twisted and snaked her proboscis, hammering him and lapping up his musky scent with every inhale. Shining was now unbelievably hard, and Pinkie struggled to contain the thrashing beast inside. It felt as though it would split her trunk open, but she loved it too much to let him go.
Eventually, he slumped back and closed his eyes, relishing in the feeling and letting Pinkie pump him almost robotically. A bold tug on his dick made it clear she would have none of that, and he jolted back up to face her while she worked. Her hungry blue eyes gazed into his in a way that spoke to him without the need for words.
Shining started to feel uneasy. Pinkie was now salivating, relishing his thick, concrete dick twitching inside her hyper-sensitive nasal passage. The motions of her trunk became unnervingly erratic and jerky, as though she couldn’t contain herself any longer. Shining trembled, suddenly coming to grasp the muscular power she possessed in the appendage. The sudden realization that she had been holding back made his stomach drop.
“Gaaaaa! Pinkie, you’re too-” He couldn’t finish the sentence. A quavering yelp escaped him. He bit down on his tongue and squealed, torso writhing. Her moist, gooshy flesh pummeled back and forth, dragging, milking his brick-hard erection. The steamy, fleshy interior and vice-like clenching grip of her trunk was intoxicating. He spasmed and began jack-hammering his legs on the carpet. Her pumping motions grew faster, slamming him four times a second. Shining let out a series of orgasmic whines. Pinkie tightly constricted her nostrils, throttling his shaft and inhaling with all the lung capacity she could muster. Shining’s tail flicked stiff, and his grunts and moans devolved into a foalish squeal of delight at the onslaught of pleasure as he violently burst his load. Various sucking and slurping sounds were all he could hear, his thrashing dick flailed uncontrollably inside. Pinkie never faltered, devouring his explosion of semen as though she were a living milking machine built for stallions. Her immense suction sealed and pulled at the skin of his groin aggressively, ensuring not even the tiniest droplet could escape.
He kept pumping away, pushing Pinkie to her limits as she tried to hold it all in. Finally, he reached his own limit and the flood of cum slowed down. When he finally came down from his body wracking climax, Pinkie pulled out and released his now flaccid dick, sapped of its energy. She quickly pinched her nostrils shut to prevent the fluid from gushing out, with only a small amount spilling out over the floor between them. As a final act, she curled her trunk towards her mouth and pushed inside, blowing his tasty drink into her throat.
“Mmmmm, Shining you taste so gooooood. Sweeter than any candy I’ve ever had.” Shining blushed out of embarrassment, before managing to speak up.
“Pinkie, tha-... that was amazing. Have you practiced this before?”
A blushed grin spread over her face. “Well, maybe not on any stallions yet, but I’ve had my share of practice.”
“Oh... Right... I guess that makes sense.”
“Shining, can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
“Would you like to try this again sometime? All it takes is a quick spell. You’re welcome to come and do it again if you want.” Shining was flustered. “It’s just, you look so cute when you’re rolling around like that. And then when your dick was flailing inside you looked so happy!” Shining felt a wave of indescribable embarrassment flush through him.
“I uh-, thanks Pinkie.”
“So uh, how do you feel right now?”
“Really good.”
“Can you be more specific? What part did you like the most? I’ve never done this before, so... yeah.”
“Well, um... I, uh... I liked the part where you... sucked my dick?”
“Wow, that was my favorite part too!” Pinkie grinned, and Shining cracked a hearty smile.
“You know, I actually think you’re kinda sexy as an elephant.” Pinkie happily lit up at the comment, and hugged him tightly in return. Her cute pink belly pressed up against his own, as she took him in a final passionate kiss.
“And you’re sexy as a stallion, just the way you are.” He grinned sheepishly, not knowing what to say. Pinkie smiled, and they locked into another momentary embrace.
“Well, I’d hate to break the mood, but I gotta get going soon. Twilight is probably worried I’m not back by now.”
“Shining wait, can I ask you one more thing?”
“Sure thing Pinkie. What is it?”
“We don’t have to be done just yet... You have a horn.”
“Yeah? Had it since birth.”
“So... How good are you at transformation spells? Maybe you could...” She leaned back and spread her legs, pointing her trunk down at her now revealed moistened folds. “Return the favor, before you go.” Her voice on the last few words was shaky. A nervous drop of sweat rolled off the tip of her nose and plopped enticingly on her lower belly.
Shining grinned. Not wanting to leave Pinkie disappointed, he decided to stay.
“That can be arranged. I may not have much time, but we’re not going to need it. You ready for a speed suck?” Upon finishing the sentence, his horn pulsed with light in preparation for the spell. Within 10 seconds, his body was engulfed in light. When the brightness subsided, Pinkie nearly fainted in awe. His muscular, gleaming white trunk was rippled with blue stripes at the crests. Shining’s new elephantine form was an unbelievable turn on, and she wanted him so bad.
“Wait, how did you do that so fast? Twilight took way longer.”
“Transformation spells are easier on your own body; it gives you a better feel for what’s changing.”
Pinkie smiled. “You need me to give you a quick run through on how to use it? It’s actually pretty simple.”
“Nah, you gave a pretty good demonstration already.”
He stomped forward and laid down in front of her, lifting his trunk and allowing her to see up into his huffer. As if he were doing a demonstration, he took a deep breath and channeled a wall of air into his nose, making a loud vacuum sound. Pinkie threw open her legs as widely as she could, wanting nothing more in the world than to feel him sucking her out.
Unlike Pinkie, Shining glazed over the sensual foreplay and wasted no time in getting to the prize. He lined up his wide trunk against the opening to her glistening tunnel. In a ramming forward thrust, he sloppily sucked against her.
If Shining thought he was pleased with how Pinkie handled him, the tables were quickly turning tenfold. The sounds Pinkie made were highly arousing. “Please, don’t stop! Aaaaaaaggggg, huff, huff, eeeeeeeeep!” Pinkie nearly screamed; the feeling of his strong trunk grasping and ravishing her clitoris was unreal. The vacuum pressure was forcing its way through her, as she felt a strong channel of warm suction coursing through her most sensitive parts.
Shining was overcome with her the amazing smell of her brewing love juices. He felt his own dick stiffening again from the aroma. Itching to please himself too, he began rubbing his member with his right hoof. Pinkie quickly noticed, and cooperatively snaked her trunk between his legs and engulfed his dick. The unexpected burst of pleasure caused him to draw in a surprised breath, which only amplified Pinkie’s ecstasy.
Since Shining had just gotten off not long before, it took him a while to work it back up, giving him plenty chance to time out his release with Pinkie’s. They continued sucking each other off for what felt like several minutes before their bodies tensed up in total euphoria. Furious orgasms blasted through their bodies, their mutual feelings of satisfaction sparking between them through their sensitive organs. This time, it was much less controlled, and neither of them could sustain themselves. Cum leaked over the floor and coated their trunks in a melting pot of sticky fluids. Shining’s load was not nearly the volume as it was before, but it was enough to satisfy her.
The pair collapsed in an exhausted pile on the floor, not even bothering to keep the releases from spilling everywhere and staining the carpet. Their hard breathing was very loud, as they tried to recuperate from the total discharge of all their energy. Pinkie was the first to speak.
“Shining?”
“Yeah? *huff*”
“I’m sorry about earlier tonight *huff*, when I kinda forced you into it.”
“It’s fine, Pinkie. This was way more interesting than that old hag Cadance.”
Pinkie giggled, and Shining joined in. They were too tired to laugh for very long, so Shining crawled over Pinkie’s belly and nuzzled himself into a comfortable position, sliding the pillow behind her. Pinkie slumped on her back, and they fell asleep on the floor peacefully, feeling purged of all their sexual tensions.
Twilight Sparkle marched towards Sugarcube at midnight. She had been waiting for her brother to return so she could discuss an important matter with him, and it couldn’t wait much longer. Shining had left the letter sitting on the library table, so it wasn’t hard to find him. The light appeared to be on in the upstairs window of the bakery, so she assumed they had to be there. She knocked on the door to the building, but nobody came down to answer. She hesitantly pushed the door open, realizing it was unlocked.
“Pinkie? Shining? Are you two ok? Brother, it’s been five hours since you left. I really needed to talk to you tonight.” Her voice echoed through the empty storefront. Light shined down from the stairwell, but there wasn’t a sound to be heard save for her own hoofsteps. Finally, she trotted up the stairs only to find that the door was locked. A pit of disappointment formed in her stomach.
Please don’t tell me that happened. You have got to be fucking kidding me.
Utter disbelief steamrolled over her regard for their privacy, and she used her magic to quietly pry the lock and open the door. Half expecting to walk in on a scene that would require eye bleach, she instead smiled at the sight of not one, but two elephant ponies, bodies close with trunks intertwined, coated in white fluid and sleeping happily. Shining rested atop Pinkie’s belly, her hooves wrapped around him in a gentle embrace. Both of them were out cold.
Twilight grinned. Oh Pinkie Pie, you’ve got a LOT to write about tomorrow in your report.