Pleasuring Techniques and Other Weird-Ass Stories

by Regidar


Deep Space Fine

"Here we are," Twilight Sparkle announced to the crew of the S.S. Praizeit. "Ladies and gentlemares, we are floating in space."

"Wait," said unnamed technician #2. "Ladies and gentlemares basically both mean the same thing..."

Twilight punched the airlock button with a hoof and the technician was sucked out into space for her heresy.

"Anyway," Twilight continued, ignoring the soundless screams of the technician she had just sentenced to death. "It is time for us to embrace the future as it hurdles towards us at the speed of light! We have come up here to kiss the heavens with our magnificent spacecrafts for a specific purpose, and we must carry out that task immediately!"

The spacecraft slowly turned towards the sun.

"Let loose the laser of a THOUSAND SUNS!"

The giant opening on the other side of the S.S. Praizeit shot out a glorious laser-colored laser, which smashed into the sun. After some good old fashioned "fuck you"'s to science, the sun split into two ovals, yet gravitated to each other close enough that they were touching sides, almost as if it were a giant...

"Sunbutt," Twilight said, a tear of pride in her eye. "I created the Sunbutt."

"Did you really fund a multi-million bit space program just so you could make this pun?" Unnamed technician #3 deadpanned.

Twilight sighed, her hoof slowly moving over to the airlock button.