> Twilight's Fetish > by MoltenXKid > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Let the Journey...Begin > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Twilight Sparkle lay in her bed. Next to her was the stallion that she had spent the night with. She had no regrets; he was an avid performer, yet her nights grew boring. It was the same old thing every time she decided to have relations with a stallion. She needed something new, something different. Too bad all the books in Equestria that carried the knowledge to spice her nights where banned since they were written by the Princesses. No one except Twilight knew; that information could ruin Luna and Celestia’s pure name. So, the unicorn laid there and listened to the deep breathing of her midnight partner. With his rhythmic breathing, Twilight slowly descended into sleep. That is, until an explosion of confetti jolted her from sleep. All around her, pink fog crawled in as eerie music filled the room. In the fog, the silhouette of a pony figure took form. “We see you had another boring night, Ms. Sparkle…” said a very familiar voice. “Pinkie…what are you doing in my house at One A.M?” asked Twilight, not impressed with the display. “…I-I-I am not Pinkie Pie…” the silhouette responded, “I am simply one who contains the answers you want…” Twilight scooped a hooful of the confetti off the still sleeping stallion. She looked closely to see “Pinkie Pie Brand Confetti” labeled on each piece. “You’re name is on it!” The music stopped playing with a record scratch, the confetti dropped to the ground, and the fog dispersed instantly. Left in the clear room, was a clothed Pinkie. Black latex socks covered her legs to a little above her knee. A whip was holstered to her hip. Hanging from her neck was a pacifier, ball gag, a small vibrating egg, and a key. Her eyes were covered in a small black mask, but anyone could easily tell it was her. Finally, in between her hind legs was the biggest, longest, jaw dropping, mare swooning, “where has this been my entire life?”… Fog machine. (How else would one create pink smoke unless they had a high end fog machine?) “Twilight, you really know how to kill a vibe. It’s a wonder you get stallions in your bed.” Pinkie said as she packed her stuff up, “Anyway, I’m the Kink Fairy. Here to help you explore the world of sexual pleasures.” “Thank you, Pinkie, but I don’t-“ Pinkie interrupted by placing the pacifier into Twilight’s mouth. “You could explore, or you can do the same old thing you always do-buck and sleep” Twilight looked at the stallion next to her, who turned over and began to snore. With a silent nod to Pinkie, The Journey of One-Thousand Kinks began. In a flash of pink light, Twilight’s world changed. She went from her own room into something she faintly remembered from her childhood. Tall wooden columns ascended from the nice soft mat she was laying on. All around her the bars columns went, creating some sort of cage around her. She started to walk, yet noticed restriction on her backside. One quick look told her the answer- a diaper. The Element of Magic was wearing a diaper…slightly used. Twilight went to speak, yet forgot the pacifier was in her mouth. With a quick spit, it was out. “Pinkie…” Twilight looked around her cage to find her friend. Located on the other side of the room, Pinkie was in a similar cage, “What’s going on here?!” “Well, Twilight, you seemed to enjoy sucking on that pacifier…among other things you sucked tonight…that I thought you might enjoy some baby erotic play.” “PINKIE! Take me ho-“ Before Twilight could finish her sentence, two strong-looking earth ponies came into the room. One had light brown fur with an orange mane. Her eyes light blue, and her cutie mark being a baby bottle filled with milk surrounded by a heart. The other mare Twilight couldn't get a good look since the first one blocked her view. Without asking permission, the earth pony picked Twilight up, and leaned her over her shoulders. “How’s the baby today?” asked the mare in a caring, motherly tone. For some odd reason, Twilight felt calmed by the voice, “Did the baby sleep well?” “I am not a baby!” Twilight yelled, fighting off the calming effect. “I am an adult!” Twilight began whine and struggle within the Earth pony’s grasp. For some reason, the urge to cry began to fill her…among other things that night. The brown mare stayed calm and began to rhythmically pat Twilight’s back, whiling rocking back and forth. “I am Princess Celestia’s top student, the Element of Magic, and top stamp collector in all of Equestria. I will be treated as such! Now, I demand you put me down or else you’ll receive strongly worded letter from Princess Cele-“ Mid sentence, Twilight let out a large belch. Instantly, her cranky mood went away; her calm state began to return. She wanted to go to sleep on this mare’s back. She had to fight it ,though. This whole situation was unbecoming for a unicorn like her. Amidst her turmoil, Twilight spotted Pinkie getting treated the same way. The pink earth pony had a “Just role with it” look on her snout as she let out a confetti filled burp. “See, the baby was just cranky because she needed burping.” The mare stated in her baby speaking voice. She continued to pat the purple foal’s back until another burp escaped her, “Now the baby is ready for a nap, but first, someone needs a changing.” Expertly, the mother mare carried Twilight to the changing station. It was like she had once done it before with her own video game playing child. Carefully, she laid Twilight down onto to the changing mat. Too relaxed from the burping, Twilight could only stare in horror as the brown mare began to take off her diaper. Twilight frantically looked for Pinkie who was only two mats away from her going through the same experience. The only difference was that Pinkie seemed to being enjoying the treatment on a whole other level. The unicorn began to call out to her friend, but the relaxation had its hold, yet when the caretaker mare began to slide of the diaper, Twilight found her voice. “P-p-Pinkie, get me out of here!” Twilight whispered. To her disliking, the brown mare started to wipe. “Just enjoy it, Twilight…” Pinkie responded in deep, pleasure filled breaths, almost melting away as her caretaker sprinkled her with baby powder, “Just a little more, please.” “PINKIE!” “Alright, alright, alright. Jeesh, right when I was close too.” Pinkie jumped from the table leaving a trail of baby power behind her. With a quick flip, she grabbed Twilight. With another flip, she left each caretaker a twenty bit tip. Then, she pulled a small capsule from an undisclosed location (between her legs), and threw it on the ground. A pink smoke spewed from it, and both elements disappeared. When Twilight opened her eyes, she was in her bed again. It seemed no time had gone by since she left. Next to her was the still sleeping stallion. On the other side of her was Pinkie still wearing the diaper and sucking on her pacifier. Twilight didn’t know what to say, so she waited until Pinkie said the first words. “So…did you like it?” Pinkie asked in baby voice with a hopeful smile Twilight took deep breaths before speaking, “No, I didn’t like it. How could somehow possibly get aroused from being treated like a little foal?” “The same way a pony can get aroused from a kiss.” Pinkie responded, “There are many things in this world that can getting a pony’s engine going…and I won’t stop until we find you one!” “No…please no.” “That was only kink/fetish number thirty-three, Twilight! We still have nine-hundred ninety nine to go.” “Wait…so why did we start on thirty- three?” “Because who can become aroused by starting at the same old number over and over again?” Pinkie asked, stuck in her own kinky world, "Well yes they can...that's fetish number one." “Uh…” Twilight opened her mouth to speak, yet Pinkie closed it back. “Keep that closed…we still have a lot of kinks to explore and you never know when you might need your mouth.” > 707 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Twilight and Pinkie sat in the bed. Twilight , who was deep in thought about what happened, had no words to say. Pinkie, on the other hand, was trembling with excitement. She thought the first experience had gone well for Twilight, yet her friend had a different thought on the matter. Nevertheless, they had to continue. “Alright, Twilight,”Pinkie spoke, “Ready for the next one?” “I’d rather not ,Pinkie, “Twilight replied, “Seeing as the first one was…not my thing. I don’t think the rest of the 999 will do.” “You don’t know unless you try. How else do you think I became the Kink fairy?” “Where did you find so many ponies willing to do these things with you?” Pinkie laughed before talking, “Silly, Twilight. That’s implying these some of these kinks need other ponies.” Twilight opened her snout yet shut it back when she knew words couldn’t help her. Once again, she sat there and listened to the rhythmic breathing of her stallion. She began to wonder if he had any kinks or fetishes. Perhaps, everyone had one and just never exposed it or don’t know. “Your stallion friend like skirts,” Pinkie whispered. “Well, I have tons of skirts I could-“ Twilight began before she was interrupted. “Nonono…he likes wearing the skirts.” Pinkie explained while flipping out the bed, “But enough of that. It’s time for round two! Like what your stallion friend couldn't do.” “Uhh…” “Don’t worry, my friend. This fetish-fetish 707- is something everyone wants to try. Ropes, humiliation, impossible flexibility, and whips! It has everything!” “Now you have my attention...” “Oki, Doki! Let’s go!” With a flash, the world around Twilight changed. It was dark and her hands were restrained. She felt some cloth material over her eyes which blocked her vision. Slowly, a smile crept across her face as became aroused. Though, her feeling disappeared as the familiar circus tune began playing followed closely by joyful laughter. The music and laughter joined together in a duet of creepy and weird. Just when Twilight began to piece things together, she began to quickly spin. The unicorn went around and around until she became nauseous and nearly vomited. When she least expected it, something soft and creamy exploded into her face. Almost afraid to taste, she hesitantly moved her tongue outside her mouth to taste pie-banana cream. “PINKIE!!!” Twilight screamed as another pie narrowly missed her torso, “Where are you?!...Where are we?!” “To be smart, you are really clueless sometimes, Twilight, “Pinkie answered, “We are in a circus. More specifically, a clown fetish.” “But you said...” “Yes…your are restrained by roped, humiliated by the pies, and it is impossible for those clowns to fit into that tiny carriage without great flexibility.” “And the whip?” “The lion tamer took a five minute break,” Another pie hit Twilight’s face and the cream exploded into her mane. (Though it wasn’t the only thing that exploded into her mane that night.) She was slowly becoming annoyed by the pies, the spinning, the music, and the constant laughter of the clowns. This was more torture than a turn-on. A distance away, she heard Pinkie Pie enjoying herself. Her low moaning of pleasure brought forth from the circus mannerisms. “Honk your noise horn!” Pinkie demanded from her position. Twilight couldn’t tell from her position, yet she did hear a honking noise, “Oh yeaahhh, that’s the stuff! Now throw the pie at me!” Twilight heard the clown laugh as he lifted the pie, laughed and tossed it towards Pinkie. A moment later, there was a splat. “That pie hit me exactly in mine. Good aim! More shots like that and I may-” “Pinkie! I want to-“ A pie hit Twilight in her more sensitive regions causing her to clench, “I want to go!” “Really? This can’t become a thing Twilight. Not when I get so close,” Pinkie sighed before tapping her hoof. Instantly, Twilight disappeared. The Kink fairy then began to untie herself. When she was done, she walked towards the clowns, and gave them a banana cream filled hug, “Same time next week, guys?” “You know it, Pinkie.” > Let's Watch and See > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Twilight, Pinkie, and Twilight's still sleeping stallion all laid in the bed in silence. Both mares still had cream of the non-stallion variety stuck in their manes. With one huge lick-that many ponies liked- Pinkie cleaned the mess on her. Twilight ,on the other hand, took the time to clean her mane. She made sure no cream was anywhere in her hair, besides, she got enough in her hair earlier. "Pinkie...I don't think this is going anywhere..." Twilight let out, "I'm pretty sure these kinks work for others but-" "Shut your mouth, Twilight! We only did two kinks! Not even half...not even a quarter...not even a quatrazillionth of the one thousand kinks!" Pinkie interrupted, shoving her mane into Twilight's mouth." "Alright...alright. It's just...these aren't my style..." "I know exactly what you need!" "Nonononon!"Twilight grabbed Pinkie before she launched into the air, "What I need is something a little more normal..." "Well, what's normal to somepony could be abnormal for you. It's all about perspective, Twilight," Pinkie responded while slowly drifting to the ground. "Well...normal to me, you know. If we are to continue this, I need to start slow." "Hm...I think I have just what you need." Pinkie then launched into the air again, and opened her legs wide. From her gaping cavity came a light that blinded Twilight; she had to shield her eyes. Slowly, the light began to fade away and Twilight could move her hoof from her face. When she did, she noticed she was at the edge of a doorway with a low-light coming from the other end of the entrance. She hesitated before looking in, yet a hiss stopped her. Twilight looked at the other side of the doorway to see Pinkie standing there also. She had a look about her that said, keep quiet and watch. Or it could have been the sign that was hanging around her neck. "Pinkie...what's going on?" Twilight asked. "Well, you said you wanted something more you speed, so I brought you here to Rarity's house!" Pinkie replied. "Uhhhh..." "Just look around the corner, and keep your mouth closed." Pinkie warned, "They don't like to be watched." Twilight nodded as she looked around to the corner. In one split second, her jaw jawed dropped as she saw her friend Rarity laid out on her bed. She was wearing black lingerie that Twilight could only assume she made herself. It hugged every part of her body in the right places and covered enough of the already naked pony form to make her more desirable. "Alright,darling, "Rarity spoke while rubbing herself...on her thigh, "Don't keep me waiting." "Alright, sugarcube, " Twilight heard a familiar voice said, "Just I don't think this here getup is for me." "Look, I made this just for you as a way to spice up our meeting nights. Now come out here and show momma how good you look." The slow tapping of hooves could be heard as an orange pony into Twilight's view. The mare had a blush on her face brighter and redder than any apple. Her lingerie was designed like Rarity's except it was white and had small cutouts of fabric in the shape of apples. The mare took out her hat and placed it on top of her head, covering her embarrassment. "Come now, Applejack. No need to be that way. Now come here and let's make that blush even brighter." The next second, marshmallows mixed with apples to create some sounds of passions and love. Twilight's mouth was still agape. She had always knew Rarity and Applejack had a thing for one another but, but she didn't think it bloomed into something. Pinkie had a smug look on her face and a hoof in between her legs. (Perhaps he leg itched?) Twilight turned to Pinkie and tried to stop Pinkie from doing whatever completely innocent thing she was doing, yet the kinky pony didn't. She continued until a small moan-like noise escaped her mouth. "Darling, I know we are getting active, but it's a little early for a moan." "Sugarcube...that wasn't me...I thought it was you..." "No, you know I like things to be a bit rough before I start letting out pleasure noises." The two ponies, who bodies were interlocked, connected two and two together and jumped out of the bed. "PINKIE!" They both hollered in unison as they ran outside the room, "We told you not to peak at us anymore." Without hesitation, Pinkie grabbed Twilight's with a very moist and sticky hoof, and ran. The other two interrupted coitus ponies stopped in their tracks once the saw their friend ,Twilight, fleeing scene with a leaking Pinkie blur pulling her away. "Twilight?" Applejack questioned, "That's weird..." "Think of it this way: It's about time she's finding herself." "That's true...ya think she'll tell Rainbow or Fluttershy about our arrangement? "Like it'll matter. The things those two do together...we are barely a splash compared to their wave." There was a small silence before one spoke again. "Round two?" "Round two!" > Safe For Ages 6 and Up > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Instead of waking up in her bed, Twilight appeared in a semi lit room.( It seemed a cheap bulb was the cause of the bad lighting. ) The unicorn looked around, yet saw no sign of Pinkie or the stallion she had spent the night with(and many other nights.) It wasn't until she spoke that something happened. "PINKIE!" Twilight yelled, "Where are we?!" "Twilight!" squeaked a voice in return, "Why are you here?" Twilight lit the tip of her horn and looked around. Still, no sign of anypony. Then somepony cleared their throat, and Twilight lowered her horn. To her surprise, Sweetie Belle was in the room with her. She didn't looked scared or harmed in anyway. Really, she just looked normal. "What are you doing here, Sweetie?" Twilight asked. "Pinkie said that if I waited here, I could get my Cutie Mark." A light turned on, illuminating another room. Inside was Pinkie Pie who was showing Applebloom a cylinder like device that seemed to be shining with some liquid. The filly seemed intrigued yet confused by the object. With the curiosity of a child, she went to grab it. "Eenope..." Twilight spoke. In a flash, she was in the other room, slapping the object out of Pinkie's hands, "What the buck are you doing, Pinkie?" "Well, I thought you might be into foals, so I grabbed a couple. Though, I realized that they didn't know anything; we have to teach them, which is half the fun," Pinkie replied. "No...we aren't doing that." "It's not illegal in Equestria..." "Well ,when the rulers of Equestria are thousands of years old...everyone's a child to them...look we aren't doing this...take me home." The Party...Kinky Pony did a flip in mid-air and with a poof of confetti, both adult mares were gone. Inside the dimly lit rooms, a door opened connecting both. Sweetie came through and saw her friend holding the long, hard, masculine, cylinder. Her hand being drenched in a liquid of unknown origins. "What is that?" Sweetie asked. "Ah dun know, but Pinkie said it was fun to use and this here liquid tasted great, " replied Applebloom before licking the cyblinder, "Mmm...taste like Apples!" > Filled With Hot Air. > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- The stallion had shifted while Pinkie and Twilight were gone, but still he slept as hard as rock that recently had a release. He was unaware of the adventures that had being going on with the other females. Though, for some odd reasons, he was dreaming of his mother dressed as a clown. He didn't know why, but it brought a smile to face. Twilight on the other hoof, carried a permanent frown on her face. The events that happened only seconds before seemed to scar her for life. Somehow or someway, she would have to explain to all her friends and their sisters what was happening. Then she'd need a way to put it all on Pinkie. That part wouldn't bee to hard though. "Ready for the next one?" Pinkie asked, peaking from behind the stallion," I have a good one in mind." "Pinkie, even if I said no, you wouldn't stop..." Twilight responded. She let out a sigh before speaking, " Let's go..." Within a second, Pinkie threw a ball of confetti towards Twilight. It hit hard and threw off her senses for a few moments. When she came back, it was completely dark. First, she simply waited for her eyesight to comeback, but when it didn't she began. The unicorn began to worry that Pinkie had hit her so hard that her eyesight was gone completely. That worry quickly dissipated when she saw a candle flame illuminating a familiar pink face. "Follow me..." It said before leaving Twilight alone in the darkness. The unicorn quickly scurried after the only source of light until it stopped and allowed to catch up. Once she reached it, she felt her hooves come in contact with some inflated objects. As she walked, the objects got higher and higher on her body until they were almost neck level. She thought they were balloons, but didn't say a word for fear of something else. "Don't worry, they're balloons. Some people actually get excited for these. I can definitely see why..." Pinkie blew out her candle and immediately dived into the sea of hot air around her. Soon the sound of balloons and skin coming into contact could be heard. Followed by soft pleasure sounds. Not shocked by anything Pinkie did anymore, Twilight decided to at least try and not just disagree anymore. Feeling around herself(not herself like many lonely nights), Twilight someone grabbed a balloon. She rubbed it over her fur, seeing as if wasn't so bad. Then she got a small shock from the static. The surprise certainly made her become intrigued a bit more. She continued to move the balloon around her gathering a feel for it until she slowly moved it towards her backside. Anticipation grew. Anxiety swelled. Pinkie's moans grew louder. Then, the lights came on. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" chorused a group of ponies. Twilight eyes adjusted to see that all around her were those same ponies that just yelled. She then noticed the decorations all around her. Her face burned bright red as ponies noticed her in the middle of room with a balloon covering her privates. "Pinkie..get us out...please..." "Dang...I though the party was gonna start late....what am I saying? I planned this party! My parties never start late!" With another burst of confetti. the two elements were gone. The crowd began talked to themselves. Hushed whispers about who or what they had just saw. No one was sure what happened or who that was in the middle of the room, but on thing was for sure. The birthday boy had a new affinity for balloons.