Warm sand shifted beneath their hooves as Twilight and Pinkie Pie both walked alongside the beach. It was a warm, wonderful day and the couple decided that this would be a fun date to go on. Of course things were usually pretty busy here and the young couple wanted some time alone to themselves, so they continued walking toward their favorite spot. A little hidden stretch of beach behind some large boulders.
Very few ponies knew about this section of the beach which was good news for them because it meant they could have it all to themselves. Twilight honestly couldn’t help but notice how beautiful Pinkie was today. From her pink fur to her bouncy curly mane. Every step her lover made was one that captured her full attention.
They spent some time together cuddling on a beach towel as they watched the water roll in and push back. They could hear the laughter of others nearby but the only thing they could see was each other. Lost entirely into Pinkie’s loving gaze, Twilight almost missed it when Pinkie asked her a question. She blinked and listened as Pinkie asked again.
“Twilight, can I bury you in the sand?”
Twilight paused at that. She knew that it was a common enough ritual for ponies to bury other ponies in sand but it had been something she always avoided. Losing control over her own body like that, being trapped, being covered in… sand. It was not an ideal situation for her.
“You want to bury me in the sand… Pinkie, it’s going to get sand everywhere.”
“So? It’s just sand, it’s not gonna bite.”
“I know that, Pinkie. But, I’ll be all compacted and dirty, and I won’t be able to move.”
“Come on, Twilight, trust me. It’s gonna be fun.”
“Oh, Pinkie, I wish I could trust you. But-“
“Please, pretty please, pretty pinkie pie please with whipped cream and a cherry on top?”
“Pinkie, I...”
“I’ll help clean you off later. Every, single, inch.”
Now that was an offer that Twilight couldn’t resist. She wasn’t the biggest fan of sand, but she had magical spells to teleport if she had too. So she figured why not let her lover have some fun.
“Fine, I’ll do this. But you better keep your promise.”
Pinkie giggled. “Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye. That’s my pinkie promise, do I ever break pinkie promises?”
“Only once, but I forgave you for that.”
“Oh come on! Celestia was threatening me with a piece of cake!”
Twilight had long since forgave Pinkie on that one little mistake, it wasn’t even that bad. Just… embarrassing. But that’s what happens when your first intimate experience with your pink fluffy lover just so happens to involve a bottle of Celestial Whiskey, and a large unoccupied throne in the middle of the night.
Twilight relented to her request and after getting cozy on her back in the sand, proceeded to let Pinkie begin the process of burying her, starting off at her torso. At the very least it was warm. Pinkie’s smile alone made her feel a bit at ease to endure the tiny grains that were about to consume all but her neck and head.
Twilight tilted her head downwards, watching as Pinkie packed sand upon her underside, scoop by scoop. Her lips curled into a smile. “I guess I shouldn’t have doubted you, Pinkie,” she said, elevating herself with her elbows. “This feels really nice.”
“I knew you would get used to it, Twilight,” Pinkie said, giggling as she covered her marefriend’s midsection with sand. The pressure pinning the alicorn’s wings against her sides. “Just relax and let your lover Pinkie Pie bury you in the sand.”
Twilight leaned her head back with her eyes closed and her forelegs relaxed at her buried sides. She let out a contented sigh as the gentle pats from Pinkie’s hooves graced her belly. The sand was nice and warm. She used to take trips to the beach with her family, including her former foalsitter, Cadance. She should’ve asked one of her family members to bury her in the sand, knowing how wonderful it really felt. “Say, Pinkie, have you ever tried this?” she asked her marefriend.
“Of course I have, silly,” Pinkie giggled as she began to pack sand upon Twilight’s thighs. “After experiencing that, I’ve always wondered how it is to do it to somepony else.”
Twilight opened her eyes and looked down as the sand completely devoured her flanks. “So, that pony had to be me?” she asked.
Pinkie nodded as she worked her way down Twilight’s back legs. The sand mound that she made upon her marefriend began to grow thicker as it continued to enlarge and consume more of Twilight’s body. As soon as Pinkie reached the very end of her lover’s lower body, Twilight let out a giggle and began to wiggle the rim of her hooves. Pinkie thought the display was adorable, but she knew she had to finish up. “Keep your hoofsies still, Twilight, I need to cover them up,” she giggled. The pair of back hooves remained still, it gave Pinkie the opportunity to pack sand upon them, the hooves submerged as the end of the mound went bigger. Pinkie even got to work on her lover’s forearms, it didn’t take long before they were completely hidden beneath layers of sand. Along with her shoulders being encased in the process.
As the sand settled around Twilight, still holding its warmth and radiating through her body she relaxed. It wasn’t too much different from the mud baths at the spa she figured. Of course that was in a clinical and sterile environment, this was… not that. However, it did feel very nice.
Pinkie Pie laid down beside Twilight after having finished her work packing her in. Now they could look at each other once more, eyes locked onto each other and smiling. Pinkie licked her lips and her eyes darted down ever so slightly to the mound of sand covering Twilight’s body.
Pinkie Pie spoke in a quiet near whisper. “Have you ever heard of unattended play?”
Twilight frowned. “That’s a weird term, does it mean leaving foals unwatched to play on their own?”
“Teehee, not at all silly. Just saying… I could just walk away, leave you here, and come back later, if I come back at all.”
“You know I could teleport.”
“Twilight, pretend you can't teleport, like… an earth pony!”
Twilight was slowly starting to catch on. She was still not entirely used to these types of situations or conversations. Pinkie enjoyed a bit of roleplay even if they didn’t actually do anything with it… usually.
“Oh no, Pinkie, whatever would I do if you left me here. Oh whoa is me, I’m as useless as Applejack in this situation.”
Pinkie grinned from ear to ear. “Oh, but Applejack, you’re my favorite cousin, you're not useless, you still have a mouth.”
She leaned in closer, their lips growing dangerously close.
Twilight grinned. “Ayep, not useless, Ah’m all big and strong and muscly, and I’m your-er yer favorite cousin.”
PInkie’s lips drew ever closer until she could taste Twilight’s breath on her lips. “You know, its incest to kiss right?”
Twilight blinked. “Oh shoot, is this the wrong kind of roleplay? I’m sorry, should I be Rarity instead? I could complain about the sand in my mane, or we could pretend to make dresses again. Did I mess this up?”
Pinkie rolled her eyes. “I thought you wanted to be my cousin.”
“No I mean maybe I mean… gah! I can’t even move and you're making me feel weird…”
Pinkie pulled away a little and looked up at the sky. “I’m sorry, I’m still trying to figure out your kinks.”
“I don’t have kinks! I am a perfectly normal shaped pony, no kinks, no odd curves, no divots, no… do I have dimples?”
That made Pinkie smile. “I’ll never tell.”
“Ugh… did I ruin this?”
“No of course not, shh, my little bookworm, you're doing good. I just need to figure out what you like. I could pretend to be Cadance again if you want?”
Twilight let out a sigh feeling a little defeated. “No, not this time. And no Celestia either… or Luna… or… how many ponies have we pretended to be?”
Pinkie raised her two forelegs, then her rear legs. “One, two, three… does that one time we pretended to be twins visiting the museum in Manehattan count?”
“Yes.”
“Then that’s more times than I have hooves. I’d use yours but you're all buried.”
Twilight smiled, then giggled. Her deflated mood was picking up a little thinking about how absurd this all was. Her relationship with Pinkie was a blast, and though it got weird sometimes, heck most of the time, it was really fun.
Twilight looked over at her. “Just hug me you big pink thing you.”
“I am not a thing! I am a super thing!”
“You're my thing.”
“I am your thing teehee.” Pinkie rolled over and held Twilight close as they laid there basking in the warm light of the sun.
Despite the sound of waves washing ashore, there was a long silence between the two, until Twilight had the opportunity to break it. “Do you remember our first meeting when I moved to Ponyville?” she asked.
Pinkie looked over at Twilight. “You mean the Welcome Party that I put up at the Golden Oak Library?” she asked.
Twilight laughed. “No, I mean when we first met face to face on the streets,” she corrected.
“Oh, that’s right,” Pinkie said, rolling over onto her hooves. “That’s when I went-” She leapt into the air and let out a dramatic gasp. “-then I ran off.”
“If I must ask, why did you run off anyway?” Twilight asked. “Did you think I was a hoodlum pretending to be a normal pony only to lure some other ponies into a secret place so I can abduct them?”
Pinkie giggled at Twilight’s silly question. “No, so I can put up that party at the Golden Oak Library,” she corrected. “What kind of random question is that?”
“I honestly thought it would be appropriate to be as random as you, Pinkie,” Twilight admitted.
“Copying my quirks, aren’t you?” Pinkie asked.
Twilight frowned. “Oh, sorry, am I not supposed to?” she asked.
“Nah, you’re fine,” Pinkie said with a shrug as she lowered herself on her haunches.
“Oh, good,” Twilight said with relief as she leaned her head back once more. She stared up at the sky, picturing the time when she and her friends teamed up to defeat Nightmare Moon and see the true power of friendship.
“What are you thinking about?” Pinkie asked, breaking her marefriend out of her imagination.
Twilight looked down once more to see Pinkie with her forehooves propped under her chin. “Just the time when you girls showed off your true elements and we worked together to turn Nightmare Moon back to Luna,” she confessed.
“Oh yeah, I remember that,” Pinkie giggled. “So, what’s so special about that memory?” She was all ears.
Twilight’s happy expression turned to a somber look. “Well, if it weren’t for you girls, I wouldn’t have embraced the magic of friendship,” she admitted. “Back when I was Princess Celestia’s student in Canterlot, I didn’t appreciate my friends. I thought making them was an excuse to flunk my studies, but I’ve learned that socializing with ponies is a lot healthier than sitting in a room reading books. And ever since our friendship came to be, we became close. Despite the two of us, we got even more close, until we decided that we should be more than friends, so we ended up as lovers. You’re just too important to me, Pinkie Pie.”
Pinkie threw her hoof at Twilight bashfully. “Oh, Twilight, I know that,” she said with a blush on her cheeks. “It’s nice to hear that though.”
“And you know something, Pinkie?” Twilight asked.
“What?” Pinkie asked, turning to Twilight.
“I feel a lot better when I’m around you,” Twilight confessed.
Pinkie just stared at Twilight, dumbfounded. She blushed a bit, then smiled affectionately with a hoof to her chest. “Aw, I feel a lot better when I’m around you too,” she said lovingly, reaching a hoof over and patting Twilight on the head.
Twilight giggled in response to the affectionate action. “I got to tell you, there have been some stories I’ve been told from my mom about how she met my dad, like the time when they met at an old cafe as young adults,” she said to Pinkie. “Have you been told about any of those by your parents?”
Pinkie looked up at the sky and scratched her chin. “Hmm. Well, I remember them acting all
cranky when they first met,” she admitted. “Until they started to warm up to each other.”
“That’s good,” Twilight said, nodding. “Oh, another thought.”
“What is it?” Pinkie asked.
“Do you think the other girls would be like us?” Twilight asked.
Pinkie cocked an eyebrow. “What do you mean?” she inquired.
“If they would be dating like us,” Twilight said precisely.
“Well, who would be dating who?” Pinkie asked.
“I don’t know. Like Rainbow Dash and Applejack?” Twilight concocted.
“Oh yeah,” Pinkie giggled. “So, that would leave Fluttershy and Rarity together.”
Twilight nodded. “Indeed, Pinkie,” she said. “Indeed.”
Time seemed to roll by like the waves as they laid side by side staring up at the endless blue sky. For Twilight she knew that there was never anything quite so warm as time spent together with her loving pink mess of a marefriend. Yet even the cozy warmth of this time together would eventually have to end as from under the mound of sand covering her body a quiet growl could be heard.
Twilight’s face turned bright red as she looked down at where she approximated her belly to be. “Pinkie, how long have we been here?”
“About three hours or so. Why?”
“I think I’m hungry.”
Pinkie giggled. “Me too.” She stood up and began walking away. “Time to get some chow.”
Twilight began trying to push and pull to get herself out of the sand mound but it was to no avail. Of course she could always teleport, one of the first things she learned in Ponyville was how to do just that, and since then she’d been abusing that power ever since. Wake up in the middle of the night needing to potty, teleport. Need to go home and fix a stray hair in her mane, teleport. An awkward conversation with Rarity about her teenage years, teleport.
Twilight’s horn began to light up with her powerful aura, but before she could use any magic a pink hoof tapped her head.
Twilight looked away from Pinkie PIe walking away only to look up and see… Pinkie Pie standing right above her. Her eyes snapped back to where Pinkie had been walking away just moments ago but she was no longer there. Almost like she could… teleport. No that was nonsense, earth ponies couldn’t…
Pinkie Pie leaned down and gave Twilight a quick kiss on the forehead. “Best not to think too hard, Twilight, or you might burst a vein in your eye again. Teehee, don’t want ponies thinking anything bad about us now.”
Twilight let out a sigh of resentment. One day she’d unravel the mystery of Pinkie Pie, that or go completely insane first. “Can you unbury me please?”
Pinkie Pie nodded. “Sure thing, I just had to get the sand pail and the shovel.”
Pinkie Pie showed off a plastic shovel and sand pail. Bright pink of course. While Pinkie got to the very slow process of unburying Twilight, the mare did her best to relax. This was going to take awhile. But, perhaps sometimes taking things slow and doing them in the most inconvenient way possible was actually the key to a stress free life… or she could just stare at Pinkie’s flanks the entire time, at least she had a good view from here.
When Pinkie started at the center of the mound by filling her pail with the shovel and dumping the sand behind herself, she spoke to her marefriend. “Did you enjoy your first time being buried in the sand, Twilight?” she asked.
Twilight nodded. “I sure did, Pinkie,” she said. “As a filly when I visited the beach with my family, I wasn’t too keen on it. I just didn’t like being all sandy and not being able to move. Then, I got to experience this and you proved me wrong.”
Pinkie giggled as she dumped another pailful of sand behind herself. “I’m glad you agreed with this idea,” she said. “You did look all beautiful while all relaxed when I was burying you. Gosh, I did think it would’ve been funny if I left you while you were an earth pony and weren’t able to get out.”
Twilight rolled her eyes. “Oh ha ha ha, next time you’ll be the one buried in the sand,” she chuckled.
Pinkie thought of an idea. “Or we could bring our friends to the beach along with us and we could do it to one of them. Or, even better, we could-” She let out a long gasp. “-have a ‘burying somepony in the sand’ contest. Where you have a pony, and I have one too, and the first who finishes wins.”
Twilight giggled. “That actually sounds like an excellent idea,” she said. She looked at the sand still surrounding her and saw that Pinkie was halfway done. “Could you finish up freeing me, Pinkie?”
Pinkie got back to work on clearing Twilight’s body off. “Okie Dokie Lokie,” she said, proceeding to remove more sand. “Once I’m done, I’ll take you to the boardwalk and help clean you off at the showers, just like I promised.”
The end