Pinkie's Happy Place
Pinkie Pie was in a foul mood, and she had been for pretty much the last twelve hours. Mr. and Mrs. Cake had gotten called away on an emergency catering trip to Canterlot, and left her in charge of keeping Sugarcube Corner open. Normally, Pinkie would have been overjoyed to have a chance at running the shop on her own. But she had already made plans for the day. She had wanted to spend it down in Southern Equestria so she could celebrate Somnambula’s Ten-thousandth birthday, give or take a few decades. But no… Here she was. Having her ears talked off by an irate customer who had been ranting and raving for the last ten minutes.
During this time, Pinkie’s mane had lost more and more of its frizz, and was slowly turning straight with irritation. She tried to tap her fingers on the counter to the beat of a upbeat song to keep her mind in a happy place, but it was of little use. Her eyes glazed over and visions of death and destruction flashed through her mind.
“Are you even listening to me!?” The customer shrieked in the way any middle-aged mare did when some poor corporate lackey failed to live up to their standards.
“Of course...” Pinkie gave a forced grin. “What was it you needed…?”
“I said I needed a new cake, or a refund! You messed up my last cake!” The customer scowled. “You made it black, when it was clearly supposed to be blue! And you misspelled my colt’s name too!”
Pinkie groaned and looked over the form for the previous cake. She could see how it was an easy mistake to make. The writing was so scrawled that it looked like it had been written by an illiterate drunk yak. After half-an-hour of attempting to decipher the text she had gotten it all, save for the frosting and the name. It turned out that ‘Bl&4’ was probably supposed to be blue, not black. And that ‘Fr3dd%’, was probably supposed to be Freddy, not Freddie. Pinkie wanted to tell the mare off for not writing down the order in a legible fashion, but she had little choice but to swallow her pride and anger. After all, the customer was always right. “I’m so sorry for the mistake… But don’t you worry…” She twitched with rage. “We’ll get you a new one…”
“Damn right you will!” The customer yelled and crossed her arms. “And you better do a damn good job or I’m going to need to speak to your manager! This sort of thing just isn’t acceptable from such a reputable business! And another thing...”
The mare continued to rant, but Pinkie just drowned her out. Even still, she could feel her words piercing through her like radiation. She noticed her mane hanging down in front of her face and the way her knives were starting to look a little too friendly. “Okay… That does it… You need a break, Pinkie. Before you kill somepony.” She mumbled to herself and walked down to the basement, kicking over a few plastic skulls used for Nightmare Night in frustration.
Once she reached the basement, she walked over to a dusty bookshelf and pulled on a self-help book titled ‘Conquering Your Own Universe.’ An ironic title to be sure, given what the bookcase slid away to reveal. Inside was a portal to another dimension. The inch-thick barrier looked like a thin, glassy membrane, kind of like a flayed eyeball. And the edges of it constantly pulsated with a sort of pink energy, like a vat of boiling bubblegum.
Pinkie had found the strange temporal anomaly years ago, most likely left over from the magic shop Sugar Cube Corner had been several decades ago. She didn't know who had created it, or why it existed, but she couldn't help but be happy it existed.
Pinkie stepped into the portal and let the energy embrace her. Out there in Equestria, she was Pinkie Pie. A very important mare, to be sure, as one of the Elements of Harmony. But she was still mortal and fallible. Not so in her own little pocket dimension. Here, she was Goddess Pinkamena, and her will was reality. As the energy flowed past her, she willed her clothes away, and they washed off her skin like mud.
Naturally, she also augmented her body into one more befitting of a goddess. Her boobs exploded outwards, easily five times their previous proportions. Her hips and buttocks also swelled impossibly large. Her blue eyes started glowing with divine energy, her teeth became sharp like Nightmare Moon’s, and most obvious of all, a thick, throbbing pink stallionhood burst from above her vagina in an explosion of sexual juices. “Ahhhh...” Pinkamena patted her penis and looked into a mirror that phased into existence the moment she wanted it to be there. “I’ve missed you. It’s been far too long, my friend...” She purred. “But now that I’m dressed for the occasion, where should I go?” She opened her hand and hundreds of tiny purple balls appeared, each one representing an entire universe.
Pinkie wasn’t quite sure exactly what they were. If they were separate entities linked to the portal, if they were sort of ‘default settings’ for the magical program she had found herself in, or if they were the work of the unknown powerful entity which had created the portal in the first place. Regardless of what they were, she didn’t particularly care. They were her playthings, and nothing more. “Let’s see… Which one should I go too…?” The pink goddess mused to herself. “I suppose it doesn’t matter a whole lot. Let me just pick one at random.” She closed her eyes and dug around at random, before plucking up a universe and giving a devious grin. “Ooooh yes. One of my favorites.” She chuckled, plopping the glowing purple blob into her maw like a candy, and then leaning back and closing her eyes as she entered the reality.
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Lucas groaned as he stepped into the city bus. He was not looking forward to going to work today. He was tired, had a splitting headache, and he just fucking knew his boss was going to yell at him for not getting his paperwork filed last night. He sat down and mumbled to himself as the bus started to roll down the streets of the bustling city, passengers getting on and off every so often. A lot of them looked to be in dour spirits themselves. But Lucas severely doubted anyone was having a day nearly as bad as him.
Then there was a massive explosion which made the whole city shake. Screams and screeching metal erupted through the streets as a tower crane plummeted down on the road right in front of the bus, crushing dozens of cars and countless more people.
“Oh my god!” Lucas screamed in terror at the carnage before him. He began wondering how something like that could possibly happen. Was it the wind? An earthquake? Sheer incompetence? All of his rational answers would soon be proven false as a massive pink figure loomed over the city as her gigantic body finished coalescing into the construction site.
“Ahhhh… There we are...” Pinkamena groaned and stretched as she appeared in the middle of the thriving city. “I was wondering when I was going to load in.” She wiggled her feet, feeling those delightful pops and crunches from beneath, including the occasional bit of warm wetness. “Mmmm… Anyway, I suppose I had better give some big ol’ cliché goddess speech or something.” She rubbed her chin. “Or I could just be blunt about things.” She chuckled. “Alright, listen humans. I’ve had a bad day at work, and I’m horny. On my world, I’m just meek old wouldn’t-hurt-a-fly Pinkie Pie. But here, I’m goddess Pinkamena, a big pink bitch with a bad attitude and a badder cock! Not to mention a pair of balls filled with thick, creamy cum!” She stepped forward into the streets, crushing several people beneath her mighty feet. “And I wont be leaving until me and my cock are satisfied!” She laughed.
The city began to panic, but there was little they could do against a being of such size. A mob of thirty people screamed as another one of the goddess’ soles came down on them, crushing them into a bloody mess in the road. “Mmmmm...” Pinkamena purred as she ground her sole back and forth, before crouching down to get a closer look at her toys. She spotted a large group of people fleeing from the sidewalk and leaned over to scoop them up, all while her flaccid cock swung precariously over the cars in the middle of the road. “That’s right… Scream for me, little ones...” She panted, feeling her creations' fear coursing through their bodies. In truth, she could have manipulated them to feel whatever emotions she wanted them to feel. Or even make them indestructible. But Pinkie was not in the mood to be swarmed with willing devotees. She was angry, and wanted her imaginary world to suffer. She wanted chaos, fear and carnage. And the little screaming humans in her hand were more than willing to give it to her. “Mmmm. I can taste your fear… It is an addicting sensation. I cannot resist...” She opened her mouth and callously tossed them inside, rolling them along her tongue and swishing her razor-sharp teeth around, eviscerating them into bloody chum. “Hmmm. Not bad by themselves… But they need some baking before they’ll be a perfect meal for a goddess!”
Pinkie kicked a powerful foot into the building next to her and it collapsed into a massive pile of broken steel and concrete. Dozens of humans on the lower floor ran towards the exit, right into the cruel mare’s clutches. She flashed a bloody smile at them, letting them know what had become of her previous victims. But Pinkamena’s oral senses had been sated, and now she was in the mood for a more sensual form of stimulation. “The last humans I found were quite tasty. I hope you’ll prove just as satisfying for my cock as they were for my tongue.”
The humans in her grasp screamed and tried to run, but Pinkamena was far too strong for them to possibly resist more than feeble squirming as she brought them down to her massive pink member and started gently rubbing them against her slowly hardening meat. She balled her hand into a fist, purring as she felt pre leaking out of the tip of her cock onto the traffic below. She used her thumb to slide one unlucky woman up to the tip of her shaft, where she pushed her face-first into her cum-soaked cock slit. She then moved the rest of her squirming captives down the length of her shaft, increasing the pressure and speed of which she rubbed herself. As she became more and more aroused, she could feel her humans bursting into red smears, serving as wonderful lubrication. Pinkamena moaned. It was little pleasures like that which made her so happy to have discovered this place. “Ooooh… My friends wouldn’t believe me doing something like this...” She panted, feeling so wonderfully naughty. “I’m normally a really nice pony...” She bucked her hips and panted, before her cock exploded with a massive orgasm, which splattered hundreds of cars with her thick cum.
Pinkamena moaned and fell to her knees, her cock twitching wildly as shot after shot of semen burst from her balls. She made sure to aim her shots towards the crowds, the fact she could cause so much devastation with her cumshots only serving to arouse her further.
Once Pinkamena had recovered from her overwhelming orgasm, she looked down at the helpless humans squirming in her pools of semen. She chuckled as she picked up a man from the pool and flipped him over, looking down to see her cock was still quite hard. “Awww. Look at the poor little human...” She licked her teeth and slowly started to strip the man naked. “Perry Bean, the down-on-his-luck accountant...” She smirked as she willed the human’s name and backstory into existence. “How does it feel to have the full attention of a goddess?” She cooed.
“I… I…” Perry shook in fear, just like Pinkamena wanted him to.
“Oooh… I’m sure it must be terrifying...” Pinkamena purred, willing the human’s clothes into water vapor and leaving him quite naked. She gently rubbed at the tip of his tiny member with a finger easily three times as large as him. “But I find the fear I inspire to be so… arousing...” She licked her lips.
Perry came instantly, as it the goddess had completely gained total control of his testicles. “It… It does feel pretty good...” He gulped.
“It does...” Pinkamena slowly and eagerly rubbed her cock. “I do enjoy treating my friends to such pleasures.” She patted her mass of meat. “Shame you’re not one of them!” She flashed her teeth and picked Perry up, shoving his face into her urethra.
“Oh god! Please, no!” Perry screamed, knowing exactly what was coming next. “Please! Not like this!
Pinkamena chuckled, seeing the human’s cock was still spurting out jizz like a water fountain. She shivered, and her toes curled up in the street, causing it to crack beneath her mighty weight. “Ooooh… Eat up, my sweet, precious part… You’re gonna make me feel like the goddess I am...” Pinkamena kissed her glans.
Pinkamena enjoyed every moment of the tiny human’s struggles. The sadistic pony continued to rampage, occasionally stopping to find other interesting humans to push into her hyper-engorged penis. Every so often, she would squeeze and massage her shaft in order to help push her cock-meals down. And failing that, she would smush a thumb against the humans who were blocking the tip of her bubbling shaft forcing them further down the quicksand-like semen.
“Ooooooohhhh… Celestia… How would I ever get through my days without pleasures such a these?” Pinkamena moaned as she felt the first of the humans plop into her churning sperm caverns, causing her balls to swell and gurgle. She sat down on top of several cars and panted, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. “Hmmm… You make me feel so good...” She glanced at her shiny cock head, seeing precum oozing and gurgling from the wet pink tip. It was a sight to behold, and the frantic squirms of the dozens of helpless tiny humans flailing around in her meat tunnel only turned her on further.
In the distance, Pinkamena noticed a large bus that was caught in traffic, patiently waiting for cars to get out of its way. She smiled in delight to see what was no doubt dozens of little people, all wrapped up in a ball of foil like candy. She started reaching towards the vehicle, her massive fingers wriggling like the heads of a voracious hydra.
“Gyah! Drive!” Lucas screamed as he saw the fingers of the giant mare reaching towards them. The bus driver slammed on the accelerator, slamming into the cars in front of the bus and crumpling them together into a massive pileup. But the bus didn’t get far, and the giant pink fingers effortlessly wrapped around the vehicle and brought it up hundreds of feet into the air. The bus was only about half the size of Pinkamena’s fingers, and the people inside were small enough the be tucked in between her fingernails. The goddess’ massive shaft twitched and throbbed at the excitement of having caught her prey, and the passengers inside knew there would be no escape.
Pinkamena smiled and watched the bus full of tiny morsels. She took her time counting them, wanting to know just exactly how many treats she had claimed. It was twenty-six. Twenty-six terrified little humans that were hers to do whatever she wanted to with. Her glowing eyes twinkled with excitement and she lolled out her massive tongue and licked the windows, making the passengers scream.
“Hello, little humans.” Pinkamena smirked. “I hope you’re as excited as I am.” She gently squeezed the bus in her fingers, making it creak and whine, but not enough to cause any actual damage. “Not that I need to hope… I can sense your intimidation, your fear, your despair… And they are most sweet...” She licked the bus once more, coating it in a thick layer of her thick saliva.
Pinkamena then shook the bus, tossing the passengers about inside of it. A few of them suffered cracked ribs and minor lacerations, but the majority were able to grab onto something and keep their balance, letting them only stumble with minor bruises. “Mmmm. I could crush you all right now, like the bugs you are, and it would be absolutely no effort on my part.” To demonstrate, she crushed the back section of the bus off and tossed it aside. She noticed a non-metallic scream and a smidge of wetness, indicating she had crushed one of the passengers, but it hardly mattered to her. There were as many toys around for her to play with as she could ever desire. “Heh. Must be scary. Being in the presence of a goddess so powerful she can will entire realities in and out of existence.” She put her lips up to the hole in the back of the bus, showing off her plush pink lips.
The sound of her succulent saliva dripping around in her mouth filled the passengers' ears, and for a moment, they were horrified the goddess was going to eat them. Then the bus tilted to a forty-five degree angle, and they wished she had. Beneath them was Pinkamena’s massive pink monster, bubbling up a steady stream of precum. She lowered the bus into her urethra, not enough to suck it in all the way, but enough that the open back end was completely engulfed by her massive cock-slit.
“No! Oh god! No!” Lucas screamed, quickly climbing the rows of seats until he was at the one just behind the driver, who was frantically stomping on the accelerator and honking the horn as if they would do anything.
One of Pinkamena’s glowing blue eyes locked with the driver’s, the other hidden behind a veil of her long pink mane. The helpless human screamed and begged, frantically flailing his arms in surrender, but Pinkamena felt no sympathy for him whatsoever. In fact, it pleased her greatly to know that people were having a worse day than her. “Hmmm… Yessss… That’s it… Flail for me, my treats… Your squirms only make it better...” Pinkamena panted as fifteen of the passengers were sucked down into her goopy cum-shaft. “Ooooh… Better be careful… You might make me cum too soon...” She grinned.
For the humans high enough in the bus not to be sucked into the cum, it was absolute hell. The smell of Pinkamena’s cum was overwhelming, dulling their senses. And the amount of space to grab onto to avoid the bubbling cum was limited, forcing people to have to fight to keep their perch. Pinkamena watched this in a bit of sick amusement, enjoying not only the way her cock utterly dominated the poor humans, but how they were willing to sacrifice each other just to survive a few moments longer.
“Awww… Look at you humans, so eager to preserve your pathetic lives. However short they may be!” Pinkamena wrapped her finger around the front of the bus and slowly began to push it into her urethra. As she did, the windshield shattered and the front of the bus distended, crushing the driver into paste, but Pinkamena didn’t care. She was too enraptured by her own lust to worry about the condition of her prey.
Lucas curled up into a ball and wept as he heard all the passengers below him being overtaken by the voracious cum, which started to absorb them like quicksand. He covered his face and contemplated his life and if he had done anything wrong. If he could have avoided this situation. In the end, he found himself blameless. How could anyone ever predict they would drown on the way to work!? Let along like this! Though it brought him little comfort to know his fate was inevitable. The wave of thick marecum washed over him, and he was slowly descended down Pinkamena’s shaft with a lewd ‘ggglllrrrrk...’
Pinkamena began to pant and flail like a hyperactive puppy. She could feel the humans inside her cock and balls, clawing frantically at the sensitive walls of her flesh in a mad bid to escape. The situation between her legs was becoming too difficult to ignore. She closed her eyes and moaned, more and more blood pumping into her excited member.
Pinkamena could not hold back from her penis’ demands. Her gorgeous cock and stuffed balls called to her like a siren. She opened her lips, inserted the tip of her engorged member into her mouth, and began to suck. Her toes curled as her sweet, creamy precum started to fill her maw, tasting like the silkiest and most decadent of caramels. Her body shook with excitement and her ears twitched as she vaguely registered the screams of the humans all around her. She knew she was breaking every rule of decency she could imagine by sucking herself off in front of thousands of people, but she didn’t care in the slightest. Pinkamena was a goddess, and goddesses had needs.
Pinkamena reached down to give her plump, house-sized balls a massage. She could still feel movement inside them, just like she had hoped. Her cock twitched with arousal and bulged outwards as she felt a burst of cum rushing to the surface. Pinkamena’s mind exploded with pleasure as she simultaneously came and tasted three half-melted humans burst out of the tip of her penis and onto her tongue. They were tasty beyond measure, and the way they flailed inside her cock and screamed only served to arouse her further.
Pinkamena pulled her lips from her cock and moaned, cum dripping down her lips as she swallowed the humans, feeling them struggling helplessly against her esophagus. She clenched her cock hard, not wanting to waste any of her potential future meal, but even then it still leaked out cum like a fountain. She returned her lips to her smooth, salty skin, sucking with all her might as more and more humans exploded into her mouth like bombs of sugar.
Pinkamena snorted, a bit of cum spurting out her nose as she struggled to take in the full load of what her cock had to offer her. She felt utterly in love with herself. Her perfect, idealized body, perfectly proportioned to what she found sexy. Her forbidden cock, which taunted her with its absence every second she was outside her pocket world. Her perfect musk, which clouded her sex-addled mind like a self-produced aphrodisiac. Her thick, slimy cum, the memory of every wonderful thing Pinkie had ever tasted rolled up into one addictive substance, which her powerful gurgling balls churned up endlessly. And most importantly of all, the screaming people inside her godly nuts, reminding her of her own power and omnipotence. The ability to create and destroy on just a whim in order to sate her perverse desires. These beings around her weren’t people. They were toys. Toys she had created for the sole purpose of removing her stress. In her mind, there was no difference between the horror she was bringing to this world, and simply squeezing a stress ball.
Pinkamena’s mind entered a lucid state as she continued to gulp down her cum and stroke her shaft. She imagined herself back on Equestria as Pinkamena, ruling over the little ponies. She would overthrow Celestia naturally. Being an Element of Harmony in addition to an all-powerful omnipotent goddess was nice, but why be just those when she could be a Princess too? She would then fuck whichever mares she desired. Rainbow had a nice ass. And so did Applejack for that matter. Those lovely muscular hips. They would all be hers. And most importantly, no one would ever talk shit to her again. That stupid cunt upstairs would never dare say the sorts of things she said to her. Or else...
Another burst of cum broke Pinkamena out of her stupor. She shook her head and slowly brought back her attention to where it fully belonged, her cock. She fully dedicated herself to suckling her massive dick, her moans and slurps filling the entire city. The hand on her balls started squeezing tightly, forcing even more cum and half-melted human treats up the massive fleshy pipeline. The hand on her shaft gripped so hard that it was starting to become sore. Her balls gave a mighty churn as her whole body tensed up. The sheer amount of need and arousal flowing through her was almost painful, every single muscle in her powerful body clenching up with power.
Pinkamena’s tongue lovingly brushed her length, snaking around her swollen glans. The tip of her cock spurted out shot after shot directly into her mouth, quickly filling her belly with her tasty testicle cream. “Mmmm...” Pinkamena moaned, practically helpless against her own sexual desires as her sense of restraint went out the window. She gripped her cock as if it were the neck of the mare who had pissed her off and willed herself into another powerful orgasm.
And orgasm she did. It was all the pink goddess could do to not gag as she ejaculated with the force of a dam bursting. She couldn’t take it all. It was starting to go up her nasal passages. With a mighty roar, her entire body suddenly spasmed in pleasure, the buildings around her exploding from the motion of her bucking hips. And entire lake of pony cream erupted from the pink monolith and flooded through the city streets, absorbing countless little humans into the sweet, creamy biomass.
Pinkamena flailed around in a sensual frenzy, her gigantic arms and legs bulldozing the entire block. Thousands of mortals were no doubt crushed in the carnage, but Pinkamena was completely self-absorbed with her own pleasure. Nothing mattered more than filling her belly with her delightful cum, which started to drip down her maw and onto her breasts. Her belly sloshed and jiggled as it filled up, her skin becoming taught and tight as she continued to empty her nuts into her stomach.
At last the pressure of her balls died down, and her cock slowly started to go flaccid, allowing her sore jaw to creak back into its closed position. She lay back in a pile of dust, sweat and cum. She moaned blissfully as she took in the full joy of her orgasm. He ran a hand over her bloated stomach, feeling little squirms inside as her half-melted human snacks slowly dissolved. She drew a little smilley face in the puddle of semen on her belly and gave a sigh of relief. “Ahhh...” She breathed as she basked in afterglow of her orgasm. Her belly churned and gurgled as her stomach digested her meal, and she greatly enjoyed the sound. Her stress had been released, and her mane slowly started to curl and poof up again, returning to its original cotton-candy-like appearance. “I really needed that!” She said in a chipper voice and slowly stood up. “Thanks, humies! You all did great!” She patted her plump belly and smiled. “Still got a long shift ahead of me though. So there’s a good chance I’ll be back in a few hours. I know you’ll all miss me.” She chuckled and walked through the portal back to Equestria.
Pinkie exited the portal and inhaled the dusty basement air. All evidence of her fun was gone from her body. There was no cum, no sweat, no musk. Her work outfit was back to snugly hugging her curves, and according to the clock on the wall, only a mere ten seconds had passed since her departure. She moved the bookcase back into position and smiled, her tail happily waggling as she walked back up the stairs.
Pinkie then went to the kitchen and happily remade the cake without a care in the world. Why should she be troubled by the inconvenience of a little extra work when she had an entire reality at her beck and call? She walked back out to the customer with a spring in her step and a massive smile on her face. “I’m baaaaack!” She sang. “Sorry for the inconvenience! I promise it wont happen again!” She handed the mare her cake.
The mare seemed quite taken aback by just how amazingly chipper Pinkie was, but she quickly reverted back into her ‘snooty mother’ persona and scoffed. “Yes well… Next time don’t mess it up in the first place!” She took the cake and opened up the box, looking over it for any mistakes or imperfection. “Wait a minute! You messed it up again! You made the cake cyan-colored when it’s supposed to be blue!” She frowned, as if she were looking for any excuse to complain.
Pinkie paused and her eye twitched once more. “Cyan is a shade of blue...” She smiled disingenuously and clenched her fist under the counter. “Your form just said blue on it...” She grit her teeth. "Perhaps you should have been more specific?"
“Cyan is a shade of blue-green.” The mare crossed her arms. “It’s not even close to what I actually want! Now go back and frost it properly this time!”
Pinkie’s mane deflated and she grit her teeth hard, to the point where her lower gums bled a little. “Ohhh… Don’t worry… I’ll get right on that...” She walked down to the basement and immediately into the portal, where she imagined herself walking out into the kitchen of Sugar Cube Corner as Goddess Pinkamena, standing a height of eight feet and completely nude. She immediately found a blank cake and aimed her cock at it, willing an orgasm out of herself. She then walked out to the mare and slammed the cum-cake right into her face.
The mare sputtered and gasped as she looked up at the towering figure above her. “What the… How did you?”
Pinkamena smirked and loomed over the horrified pony. “We’re both in for a long day.” She smirked.