Wispy trotted in with the others and was quickly sat down to enjoy a wide variety of treats. He hadn't known there could be so many varieties of 'sweet' without it all becoming the same flavor, but the talented baking of Pinkie and the Cakes made each bite a pleasure. "Mmm, this is very nice, Pinkie."
The Crusaders enjoyed their slightly-manipulative success, scoring a chance to devour random treats without paying for it as part of Wispy's welcome. With their plan busted for the moment to secure a mate for Applejack, they wandered off with a parting wave. "Good luck, mister!" shouted Apple Bloom as they scurried out the door.
Pinkie watched them go before she looked at Wispy with half-lidded eyes. That wasn't a normal look. She was delivering bedroom eyes. Why? "Pinkie, why are you looking at me like that?" Being honest and straightforward about it felt like the right thing to do, and he wondered a moment if that was an earth pony thing, or just a Silver thing.
Pinkie reached across the table and set a hoof on Wispy's chest. "There's something about you. I thought I got away from all of that, but you're making me feel all tingly." She glanced around the empty store conspiratorially. "You probably didn't, but have you ever heard much about humans?"
Wispy opened his mouth to reply just to get a hoof pressed into his snout. The soft frog of her hoof pressed against his tongue. She tasted of sugar and smelled like an explosion of a bakery shop, which didn't surprise him. She was warm, soft, and so delicate there. A soft moan escaped her at the contact and she blushed gently, a deeper red against the pink. "Let me... get the door."
Pinkie bounded away from him suddenly, popping her hoof free with a soft noise of suction. She flipped the sign from open to closed, pulled the blinds and locked the door swiftly. Wispy watched her with growing concern. "To answer your question, yes, I know a lot about humans. What about them? Why are you acting like you plan to do something incredibly inappropriate?" He slid up to his hooves just to suddenly be pulled up onto his hind legs by Pinkie.
She twirled him around and danced with reckless abandon. "It's totally appropriate! You're not married, are you?"
He was, and he quickly said as much as he was flung about by the energetic pink pony.
"Oh, who to?" She leaned in close, her breath washing over his snout and making his fur wave as she stared into his eyes with a manic affection.
Wispy wondered how to answer that. Should he just abandon his false identity? It might be for the best. Just as he made up his mind, Pinkie slowly ran a hoof up over his belly, finding a very particular nerve bundle that made him shudder with newfound pleasure. Oh god, she was tummy rubbing him, and it felt so good... "Shhh, everything's going to be OK," she whispered into one of his ears before her pink tongue flicked out and ran along the rim of his ear. "Pinkie's a nice mare and she'll make you feel good."
"P-Pinkie, Twilight would be very disappointed."
Pinkie paused. It seemed the invoking of her authority figure/friend was enough to at least make her think. "Why would she be upset? She doesn't even like knowing about my 'special' parties." She turned away, and Wispy thought he was getting a break until pleasure tickled at him from below. Her tail was brushing back and forth over his dangling stallion bits. "Besides, silly billy, if you were married, you wouldn't take so long saying who. You're making something up! Naughty boy. Pinkie'll show you how silly that is." Did she always speak in the third person?
Wispy backed away from her and began trotting towards the door, only for the world to suddenly go dark. She wrapped a blindfold around him and tightened it securely but softly. "You're going the wrong way~ Let me show you the right way... The fun way..."
As an earth pony, his options were much more limited for evading Pinkie. He could try communing with the plants, but they were indoors. By the time any of them even got into the building, Pinkie would drag him off. He could fight her, but the idea of striking Pinkie Pie felt like an awful thing to do. He liked Pinkie Pie! "Pinkie, this isn--" She stuffed a ball gag into his open snout and tied it off quickly. He could make whinnies and snorts and garbled noises, but nothing resembling speech.
Pinkie leaned in and planted a kiss on his gagged snout, gently sealing the connection and pulling him close. It was a little scary, but he doubted Pinkie would really hurt him. Unless one counted rape, which Silver had long ago abandoned. He didn't even mind being overpowered in the bedroom, but something was obviously wrong, and he didn't know what, and was becoming rapidly less and less able to do anything about it. If he kept fighting, would he end up hogtied to some kind of frame? He reached out a hoof and hugged her close, and she jumped with surprise before starting to giggle manically. "There we go! See, this'll be fun!"
He felt movement, but couldn't see as Pinkie whisked him off into her room on the second floor. It smelled subtly different. The sweet scents were less overt, being farther away from the actual kitchen. She squeezed him with all the power of a vice, making his bones creak. He wondered how that might have gone if he wasn't a sturdy earth pony at the time. "I love parties with fellow earth ponies." She leaned in and blow across the sensitive hairs in his ear. "They don't break as easily."
She nuzzled along his belly as she pushed him against a wall, keeping him upright. "Humans have it lucky, you can do so much with them. All their parts are right there, in easy reach." She began to nuzzle the crinkled ending of his sheath as it swelled despite himself. "But I love stallions. You keep it all hidden, like a gift, just for me." Every time she spoke, her breath washed warmly over his increasingly excited groin. The end opened and his thick stallion cock began to slip free. Every heartbeat sent another inch out to Pinkie's inspection.
She ran her tongue over the flared head and licked up the tiny amount of pre seed it had leaked. "Mmm, somepony's getting ready, aren't they?" Wispy's muffled reply was ignored as she nuzzled up against his balls, balancing them against the bridge of her snout. She moved in under them and her warm tongue flicked out over his ass, lapping at that brown star that led into him. He jumped in surprise, but she was not dissuaded. Her tongue was powerful, wet, and undeniable. It pressed into him and he wriggled with alien sensations. His cock reached full mast and pulsed with almost painful spasms. Whatever objections he had, intellectually, he was physically ready for the mare, and Pinkie knew it.
She drew back, lapping at his heavy balls along the way. "Poor little guys, I bet it's been a while since they had a chance to play." Oh, perhaps a few hours? Wispy couldn't help but giggle muffedly as he thought about that. Apparently, Pinkie heard. "No? Are you a busy stallion?" She kissed his left ball, then licked slowly over the right. "Finding helpless mares and getting them to raise their tails for you? Naughty boy. Pinkie approves..." She ran the sensitive tip of her nose against the underside of his throbbing pole. "You stud, ready to put out for any mare in need. Well this mare has a need... Service her."
She rose up against him, pressing her chest against his as she hugged close and began to grind his member between their bodies, tickling it with the warm fur of her undercarriage. "Last chance!"
Mmmf? "That sounded like a yes!" She threw him down and he landed on what felt like a soft bed. She landed beside him and clambered up and over him. "You know, I can take care of a stud." She grasped his pole and held it steady as she pressed it against her entrance. She was like a furnace, but also soaking wet. The fur around the area was dripping. She sank down a few inches onto him with a loud hiss. "It'd be so much... fun..." Wispy's arguments were little more than garbled moans, which drove Pinkie along her path. "Why do you make me feel this way? I thought I got away from all of that!" For just a moment, she sounded serious, then she dropped onto him, thrusting his horse cock deep into her grasping interior. The ridges of her inside pulled and rubbed against him wonderfully as she began to bounce up and down against him, driving him into the puffy lips of her excited sex.
She crashed down against him with almost desperate motions, trying to stuff him in deeper and deeper. He grabbed at her hips and held her steady as she pistoned. Her body was... wonderful. He blushed with newfound guilt at how nice it felt to rut Pinkie when he had trusted wives that had-- His thoughts cut off as Pinkie wailed with sudden intensity. Her passage clamped down on him and began to milk in almost painfully tight spasms, determined to get the seed out of him. Would holding back or letting go be more of a cheat? Before he could decide, she rolled over with him, putting him on top and bouncing him up and down against herself as she whimpered with building pleasure. "That's it... Right there, good stud..."
Trying to hold back or not, his body was primed to go. He could feel his balls tightening with their prepared load, and the very thought of filling her pink belly made him want that end to come faster. He wanted her, just as she wanted him, and he wasn't sure why, just that it was undeniable. He pulled her down onto his shaft and thrust up, bumping painfully against her cervix before he let go. His cock began to jump and twitch, filling her with his offering. He could feel his shaft distending as it forced it up through her tight passage to escape from the tip in great sprays. It became warmer inside her as his next thrust took him right into that sticky mess he was still making. On each draw back, his shaft showed the cum-slickened portion of its member before being buried inside Pinkie.
Pinkie suddenly rolled, getting back on top of him and gyrating her hips in a slow circle. "Mmmm, that's the way, yes. Fill me up with..." She trailed off. Wispy wished he could see her face, but the blindfold was still on. She had gone quiet. "What have I done?"
That was not what he expected. He tried to talk, to little avail. She reached for his snout and gently pet over it before she slowly took out the ball gag. "I-if you want to see me thrown in jail forever, I'll understand."
Wispy licked over his lips and got his jaw moving again with relief. "Pinkie, that was amazing, but I didn't ask for it."
Pinkie perked her ears. "You sound a lot less angry than you should be."
Wispy giggled. "Disorder on my part." He squeezed Pinkie's hips gently. "If I wasn't married, which I am, you would have just won me over."
Pinkie gasped dramatically. "You are married?!" She hopped off of him with a wet sucking pop, seed leaking from her puffy lips as she jumped off the bed. "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh! I thought you were just playing shy. Oooo, somepony's going to hate me..."
Wispy sat up and reached for the blindfold. He never learned the trick of manipulating fine things with hooves, but he managed to brush it off with some work. "Pinkie?"
She was at the foot of the bed, looking terrified.
"Pinkie, come here."
Pinkie looked around uncertainly. "Are you going to yell at me?"
Wispy rolled up onto his hooves and approached her instead. He crashed beside her and nuzzled her cheek. "Something's not right, Pinkie. That wasn't you. Let's get it fixed, not play the blame game."
Pinkie smiled with renewed hope. "You think we can fix it?"
Wispy wasn't sure, but he was sure he felt no ire towards the party pony, just concern. What had come over her?
"And did you mean it?"
Wispy perked his ears. "Mean what?"
She smiled uncertainly. "Did you mean it, that I would have had you if you weren't already taken?"
Wispy leaned in and kissed her cheek in the barest of touch. "You are a wonderful mare, and will make a lucky stallion so very happy. Come on, we should talk to Twilight."