Chapter 1
The Devil (and Daughter) in Cloudy Quartz
An Everyone’s Best Friend is Twilight Sparkle Side Story
-by Drace Domino
“Surely, I am at my wit’s end with you, Pinkamena!” Cloudy Quartz’ voice sounded exasperated, as it had for well over a month by now. The past few weeks had been the hardest of the Pie family matriarch’s life, fraught with worry over the immortal soul of one of her daughter’s. How things had come to such a dire state Cloudy couldn’t even measure a guess, but secretly she blamed that darned rock music and the corrupting influence of modern television! Even cartoons for little girls were outrageously horny these days. “Once again you behave as if you’ve got the Devil in you! Just how do you expect me to look the woman at the shelter in the eyes again?!”
“I don’t understand, Mom, we were having fun!” Pinkie Pie seemed oblivious, as always. While the pair continued to drive home she looked to her mother with her head tilted, and a half-eaten candy bar firmly in her hand. “There wasn’t anyone coming around to make any more donations, so I just thought it’d be all kinds of fun if I stuffed my cock inside of her!”
Cloudy’s fingers tightened on the steering wheel, one of her eyes twitching underneath the lense of her glasses. She didn’t even know where her daughter got that brand new attachment, but apparently it was all the rage among her group of unruly delinquent friends. When she was little, the worst thing she ever did was use her big sister’s butter churn without permission. It was wild to think how scandalous that was so many years ago, and now her daughter was going out, growing a dick, and getting sexually active!
“This is getting out of hand, Pinkamena,” Cloudy Quartz growled, and cast her daughter a short look as the car rumbled towards the long, rough road to the family rock farm. “I’ve tried talking to you. I’ve tried begging with you. I’ve tried turning you towards charity hoping that the good Lord would see your act of kindness and have mercy on your wicked heart. And every step I take, it seems as thou is only getting worse!”
“...just having fun,” Pinkie Pie pouted, flopping back into the chair with her arms across her chest. “Nothing wrong with having a good time, Mom.”
“Thou was caught penetrating Marble Pie not but a fortnight ago!” Cloudy Quartz roared in response, eyes flaring with indignant, righteous fury. Justifiably so - they were even doing it in their mom and dad’s bed. “Thine own twin, Pinkamena!”
“But that’s how we knew it’d fit!”
The rest of the bumpy road to the rock farm was taken in silence, with Cloudy stewing in a furor and Pinkie Pie still mostly oblivious as to why her mom was actually mad. After all, she wasn’t hurting anyone! She was making all the people she shoved her cock inside of smile, and that was what was really important! The two had never taken such different positions before, and even though Pinkie had always been a little bit different than the rest of her family, this was the first time that schism seemed big enough to threaten the cohesion of the entire thing. Pinkie Pie wasn’t just the wacky Pie daughter that liked cupcakes and frosting and singing and dancing anymore - she was the cock-wielding menace that was caught fucking all three of her sisters within the past two weeks, and was pushing the entire family towards collapse.
And as the matriarch, it was Cloudy Quartz’ job to make sure that didn’t happen.
“You’re not going to school in the morning, Pinkie Pie,” Cloudy grumbled, fingers tightening further on the steering wheel as she pulled into a parked position. Pinkie was already starting to pout with her biggest, glassiest gaze, but the older woman wouldn’t budge from her position. “If charity work can’t break you of this curse, then hard work will. You’ll be getting up at five in the morning to toil the rock fields. Maybe if you sweat enough doing decent, God-fearing work you won’t feel the need to earn Satan’s sweat doing...everything else.”
“Aww,” Pinkie Pie pouted, slouched back in the seat, and gave a tiny, grumpy noise. “Mom, you’re a real bringdown sometimes.”
“Flattery will get you nowhere, Pinkamena.”
***
An honest day’s work was what Cloudy Quartz wanted from Pinkie Pie the next day, and it was exactly what she got. Starting early in the morning, the Pie family matriarch watched from the kitchen while her daughter worked the rock farm, digging up stones and piling them into a single large, reinforced wagon with no horse to pull it. For hours she toiled digging up rocks and dropping them in the cart, only to slooooowly push it across the field and unload them again in a tidy pile. Pinkie Pie’s excess energy ensured that she got more done than most honest rock farm workers ever could, stacking up more than her father did on his very best days. Though the entire day she was under the distant scrutiny of her mother, Cloudy Quartz was feeling good about things by the very end of the day - sipping on some wholesome family rock lemonade and giving an approving nod when she saw her daughter unload the last batch of stones.
“Pinkamena? Looks like you did good work today,” Cloudy even greeted her with a smile as she went to meet her daughter in the field, carrying a tray with lemonade and for the first time in weeks, greeting her with something other than an accusation. “Have something to drink and get cleaned up, dear. Thou sisters will be home from school soon, and we can enjoy a virtuous family meal together.”
“Hi, Mom! And yeah, I worked up a sweat, huh?!” Pinkie Pie giggled, setting the last stone on the ground before bouncing right to her mother’s side. She was covered in dirt and dust and sweat as proof of her toils yet didn’t seem particularly tired, the advantage of youth and an extremely energetic metabolism. As she slurped at some of the rock lemonade Pinkie rocked back and forth on her heels, peering over the horizon to where a set of three figures were slowly approaching them. “Hey, speaking of, I think that’s them now! Hooray, I was hoping I’d be here when she sees it!”
“Huh? Pinkamena, what ar-”
Cloudy Quartz was cut off as Pinkie Pie suddenly dashed all the way across the rock farm and immediately dashed back, carrying her oldest sister in her arms. Maud Pie gave a slow, lazy blink with her school book bag over her shoulder while Pinkie set her back on her feet, right in front of the stones she had collected over the course of the past long day. While Maud stared at the pile with an unresponsive gaze Pinkie Pie’s fists were locked tight in her hair and she was bouncing up and down, barely holding back her enthusiasm as Maud slowly started to respond.
“...pegmatite. Peridotite. Rhyolite.” Maud’s voice was getting a little huskier, and as Cloudy Quartz watched in horror, her oldest daughter’s bookbag fell to the ground as Maud’s hands moved against her own body. She squeezed one of her considerably weighty breasts while her other hand lowered to her lap, squeezing fingers through her skirt as she rocked her hips against them. “Oh. Oh Pinkie. Is...is that…”
“Thirty-one percent scoria!” Pinkie Pie chirped from behind, bursting at the seams with enjoyment. “Just for you, Maud!”
Cloudy Quartz stood by watching in horror as her oldest daughter had a violent orgasm right there on the spot. The gray-skinned rock enthusiast fell to her knees as she gave a sudden, sharp moan and convulsed against her fingers, squirting through her panties against the surface of the collected stones. While her depraved, monotone moan covered the rock farm from edge to edge Pinkie Pie’s celebratory giggle played in perfect melody. That entire day had been one of hard work, but it all paid off: she had collected rocks around the farm that she knew would get her big sister’s motor running.
The mother of the Pie family, with a twitching eye and an increasing sense of hopelessness, was going to have to get desperate.
***
For a full week, Cloudy Quartz tried and failed to bring her oldest daughter to salvation. The old techniques that her religious family used on her simply didn’t work these days - so clouded were the minds of teenagers with video games, dank memes, and internet “try not to cum” games! When Cloudy Quartz put Pinkie Pie into solitary confinement for the whole day, the girl just spent the entire day jerking off and giggling. When she arranged for her to get re-baptized, Pinkie just ended up having sex with the woman that did it because “Ohhh, it’s really hot how you pulled my hair!”
Suffice to say, the beleaguered head of the Pie family was exhausted mentally and spent emotionally. How could she fail her family like this? How could she have raised a daughter that was such a heathen? Even now, as Cloudy Quartz laid on the couch with tears on her eyes and lines of worry on her face, she could hear Pinkamena just hammering away at Limestone just one room over. The older woman was simply too spent to think of a fitting punishment anymore!
“Ow! Careful, Pinkie, you put it in my friggin' ass again, and I’m gonna whip ya across the room!”
The sound of her daughters having unprotected sex through a thin wall was a heartwrenching thing, and yet...it was enough to give Cloudy Quartz an idea. The reserved, conservative, religious older woman’s eyes gently opened a little wider, and for the first time since this whole nightmare began she had a sudden surge of hope. Could...could this be the solution? Could this be the answer to her prayers? Did she just stumble across the way to lead her daughter to salvation, to spare her family the path of Satan’s inferno?
Whips! The answer was whips! Ohh, it was so obvious this whole time!
Pinkie Pie and Limestone were only just finishing up, with Pinkie pulling out of Limestone’s pussy with one tiny shove. The two girls were laying face to face with Limestone’s legs slowly unfolding from behind Pinkie’s back, and even though she was her typical grouchy self, there was a shy blush as Pinkie gazed down at her with a look of alluring kindness. She even moved a hand up into her hair and pulled free a brightly-colored cupcake, which Limestone begrudgingly accepted with a blush sweeping across her cheeks and into her chest.
The post-sister creampie cupcake was tradition, after all. Be rude to not accept it.
“Your pussy’s as tight as ever, Limestone! Ohh, I love my sisters so much!” Pinkie Pie giggled, bouncing back to her feet with her dick flopping all the way. It was still rock hard and covered not only with the squirt of Limestone’s nethers, but Pinkie’s own creamy seed, still dripping from the tip and to the floor below. The naked young woman stretched out with a smile, flashing Limestone a wink before spinning on a heel and looking around the tiny room. “Now where’d I put my phone? I bet I could stop by Sunset’s place and see if she’d let me fuck Twilight in the as-”
“Not so fast, you Jezebel whore!” Both girls were left surprised as the door suddenly swung open, and standing there with an imposing presence was none other than Cloudy Quartz. Her expression was focused, her gaze was fierce through her glasses, and from the very top of her neck all the way down to her heels, she was dressed in tight, form-fitting leather. She pointed a hand towards Pinkie Pie with the righteous fury of a religious zealot, practically growling from the back of her throat as she called her slutty daughter out. “Thou aren’t going anywhere until you’ve been properly punished for thine sins!”
Pinkie Pie’s face was a look of blushing, sugar-rushing delight. Her eyes practically doubled in size as she stared at her leather-clad mother, and her cock pulsed to full attention, sticking straight out from her lap. She was vibrating so hard that it looked like she might take off like a rocket at any point, and meanwhile Limestone Pie laid there with cum pooling at her thighs and a flat expression on her face.
“...Ma, can I go?” she blurted out, to which Cloudy Quartz gave a swift nod and stepped away from the door to permit it.
“Of course, dear. Have thineself a pious, purity-filled day.”
***
This was what Pinkie Pie’s reckless, fuck-hungry madness had brought her family to. Three sisters that loved nothing more than to violently milk their pink sibling’s cock, and a reserved mother pushed to the point of leather-clad domination, hoping to whip the Devil from her daughter’s backside. As Cloudy Quartz stomped into the room and slammed the door behind her there was the sudden crack of a short leather whip with several tails, and upon hearing it Pinkie Pie jumped in place only to land in a seated position atop Limestone Pie’s bed. Her eyes were wide while they trailed the dancing leather of her mother’s whip, an excited giggle rising from her throat despite what it promised to do to her backside.
“Wowie, Mom, where did you even get that?!” she beamed, squirming back and forth with her throbbing, slick cock twitching all the while. “Can I borrow it, please please please please?!”
“No more questions from you, sinner!” Cloudy Quartz snapped in response, and the leather whip made another loud crack through the air as she approached. From one of the tiny pockets built into her suit the older woman procured a bright red ball gag, another tiny toy that Pinkie would be kept guessing as to its origins. The young woman could only gasp as her mother forcefully shoved the ball in her mouth and worked the straps around the back of her head, fiercely securing it to the point that Pinkie could give nothing more than a pathetic whimper. Once she was secure, Cloudy stuffed her hands into Pinkie’s poof of hair and violently pulled it forward, forcing the gasping young woman to flop down on the bed bracing to her knees with her plump backside lifted for full attention. As she brought her daughter’s ass to bear Cloudy grumbled in her dominant voice, fingers tightening upon the handle of her whip as she prepared to snap it forward. “If I can’t preach the Devil out of you, Pinkamena, I’ll whip him out! For the good of this loyal, devout family!”
Crack! Pinkie Pie gave a delighted squeal against the ball gag as her backside met the whip, her thighs squeezing together with her throbbing cock and her heavy balls stuffed just underneath them. The end result was that from her kneeling position her pink, round rear gave Cloudy plenty of real estate to smack, while just underneath it the girl’s more sensitive parts could be teased by the dangling leather of the whip each time she finished striking the girl’s ass. It happened once more with another vivid snapping noise and Pinkie Pie squealed again against her ball gag, her fingers tightening within Limestone’s sheets as she wiggled her rump back and forth.
“This is for the sinful thing you did to the woman at the shelter!” Crack!
“This is for the carnal, filthy deeds you’ve been doing with your sisters!” Crack, crack, crack!
“This is for bringing the horrors of teenage lust into this house!” CRACK!
There were so many sins that Cloudy Quartz would’ve worn out the leather if she counted them all one by one - the many times she’d caught Limestone, Marble, or Maud riding Pinkie’s cock or the times Pinkie was caught fucking someone at school. The energetic young woman had taken her cock to the extreme of activity, eager to stuff it inside of anyone that was happy to have a good time with her. Cloudy Quartz was one of the few women in Pinkie Pie’s life that she hadn’t managed to fuck at some point over the course of the past few months, and she had no intention of joining the ranks of all of Pinkie’s slutty little friends, that jezebel Mrs. Cake, or her own beautiful daughters that one by one lost their virginity to their frosting-loving sibling. With every swing of Cloudy’s whip she attempted to beat more and more of the sin from Pinkie Pie’s backside, and though her plump pink rear started to darken with bruising from the lashes, much to Cloudy’s frustration it was very, very clear that this wasn’t going exactly as she expected.
“And...and this...this is for idle hands pleasuring yourself at the dinner table!” she’d already switched hands with the whip several times to keep up her strength, and when this last lash crossed the girl’s backside Pinkie Pie gave a sudden squeal against her gag. For a brief and beautiful moment Cloudy Quartz hoped that she had finally broken her daughter down into a state of regret and repentance - a crack in the sugar-sweet armor that she could exploit to bring Pinkie back into the embrace of the Lord’s bosom. But when she looked a little harder she gave a pathetic grunt from the back of her throat, and slammed her palm against her face. “Pinkamena, art thou serious?!”
Pinkie was indeed squealing and whimpering, and her backside was certainly shaking back and forth, but it wasn’t because the abuse from her mother was breaking her. At least...not in the way Cloudy intended. As Pinkie braced herself on hands and knees her eyes were rolling back in her head, and long, thick lines of drool escaped the corners of the ball gag as she shuddered and shook with an intense, glorious glee. The balls nestled just underneath her backside were twitching and shivering and that big pink cock was actively pulsing with visible might, just as it started to dump a load of heavy, rich cum down across the back of her thighs. It spasmed wildly as it shot hot streaks of warm spunk across her own pink flesh, letting it pool behind her bent knees, arc across her calves, and join the puddle of cum that had leaked out of Limestone’s pussy just a few minutes ago. The entire time Pinkie had her shattering spank-driven orgasm the girl’s body went rigid and her voice fell into a series of high-pitched squeaks, clearly delirious from the unexpected pleasure she took from punishment.
It left Cloudy Quartz standing there, white-knuckled underneath her leather gloves thanks to the fierce grip on her whip, at more of a loss than ever. How?! How could she get through to her most stubborn daughter? How could she force the purity of God into her? How could she teach a girl that had given herself over so thoroughly and completely to the profane pleasures of sin?!
There was only one answer, desperate though it may be. While Pinkie Pie’s thighs were left quivering and coated in her own sinful spunk, Cloudy Quartz finally stretched out a hand and nudged the girl’s backside so that she rolled over, laying flat with her still-twitching cock pointing up at the ceiling. Furious, Cloudy lowered a hand to a zipper built into the front of her leather outfit’s lap, pinching and pulling it to slowly expose the sight of a plump gray pussy with a tuft of dark green hair sitting just above it. Looming over her daughter, Cloudy pointed at the face of the stunned and blushing Pinkie Pie, roaring with indignant, righteous fury as she prepared to bring down the hammer of the Lord upon her daughter’s wicked ways.
“Thou has to be shown the true depths of thine depravity!” her voice filled the Pie household from wall to wall, ensuring that every one of Pinkie’s sisters could hear the depths of her punishment. “Shameless harlot, I’ll force you to realize the depths of thine misdeeds!”
It was perhaps a faulty logic on the part of the older woman, but she couldn’t think of anything else. Pinkie Pie had operated shamelessly in lying with her classmates, teachers, employer, and her very own sisters. If there was anyone that could wrap around that big pink dick and force her into a state of self-realization and humility, it was her mother. Cloudy Quartz would do this for her beloved Pinkie Pie in the hopes that it would finally force her daughter to realize just how far she had fallen and just how distant she was from the Lord’s will. A desperate action taken for the good of her daughter’s soul - and certainly not because she wanted to do it!
Pinkie Pie’s eyes went wide, and she moaned against the ball gag as Cloudy Quartz dropped to her knees straddling her waist. She moved a leather-clad hand to grip that still-twitching pink cock and line it up against her entrance, rubbing her folds back and forth across the tip to ensure that they were both prepared for the impending penetration. Through the lenses of her glasses she glared at her daughter’s gasping face before finally pushing her cockhead against a glistening set of mature folds, only descending once she took a deep breath to prepare herself for this sinful, dramatic last ditch attempt. A hiss rolled through Cloudy’s throat as she allowed the inches of her daughter’s cock to slip inside of her, dipping down and down until she was fully settled with the girl’s heathen length deep within her. Once she was nestled there with her hands on Pinkie Pie’s shoulders and every last inch of sinful meat lodged within her, the older woman was finally able to breathe - a few locks of dark green hair out of place and a blush slowly moving to cross her cheeks.
“T...there,” she breathed out, gazing down at Pinkie’s face and desperately hoping she managed to force the girl into a state of realization. “Are...are you feeling properly ashamed of yourself yet?!”
Pinkie Pie, gagged and blushing, rapidly shook her head from side to side.
“Verily?! I need to keep going, do I?!”
Again, with a gag and blush, Pinkie Pie wordlessly answered. This time by nodding up and down as quickly as she could, sending that pink poof of hair to bounce every time she did. Cloudy Quartz merely gave a huff as if she was being unjustly tasked by doing this for her daughter, and yet as soon as Pinkie started to nod she began to thrust up and down upon her. The older woman’s knees settled firmly against the bed as she began to ride, bringing her mature nethers to the very tip of her daughter’s length, just before slamming down against her once more. Despite Cloudy’s claims of disgust and dismay her pussy was outright soaked, keeping Pinkie’s cock layered in nectar that naturally blended with the cream the girl’s length had already been coated in. While Pinkie’s bruised and whipped ass grinded against the mattress Cloudy Quartz continued to ride, leather-clad fingers digging against her daughter’s bare shoulders all the tighter.
“Hahh...hahh...s-sinful, wicked girl!” Cloudy managed to choke the words out as she continued to grind her daughter’s lap, taking each pink inch down to the hilt with every push. Her glasses slid to the tip of her nose and her pounding thrusts started to intensify, filling her with a greater and greater heat as the moment continued. With sweat lining her righteous brow she toiled all the more intensely for the good of her daughter’s soul - and perhaps for the building lust that was starting to form within her. “You...you’ll not best me! I’ll exorcise this demon from thee if it’s the last thing I do, Pinkamena!”
Pinkie Pie, despite the claims of her wickedness by her mother, wasn’t doing much more than laying back and letting the older woman ride. Her mom always did tend to take things a bit too seriously, but at least it looked like now she was finally having fun! Pinkie’s eyes watched as Cloudy’s breasts bounced within the skin tight grip of her leather outfit, with the tip of a zipper flopping back and forth that led to a line of teeth that would leave her glorious tits exposed. To Pinkie’s credit, she managed to resist reaching out for at least a few minutes before finally she could endure no more, snapping one pink hand forward to claim the zipper and suddenly pull it free. With a gasp from the back of Cloudy’s throat the older woman’s bare, full gray tits poured out of the opening at the front of her leather outfit, exposed in much the same manner as her puritanical pussy. With those orbs left in the open air Pinkie Pie was quick to claim them, squeezing her mother’s full breasts just as she started to thrust back into her.
Cloudy Quartz didn’t resist, for she knew that this...this must’ve been yet another trial put ahead of her! The Devil was making it difficult to save her daughter’s soul indeed, but she wouldn’t relent! She wouldn’t let that wicked demon win! Her hands tightened against Pinkie’s shoulders and she started to pound harder and harder, clenching her teeth as her motherly tits rested in Pinkie’s palms, taking sharp breaths as the girl’s member stretched her tender, warm folds. The room was overtaken by the scent of incestuous salvation just as it was by the noise of Pinkie’s whimpering moans around her ball gag, and overtop it all the panting declarations of impending righteous victory across the tongue of a righteous woman determined to lead her daughter to salvation.
“P...Pinkamena…!” she declared, giving a hungry swallow as her hips swung harder and harder downward. “C...Consider...thineself...purged of sin!”
Split seconds later, Pinkie Pie was certainly purged of something, but it was less sin and more cum. With a squeak from around her ball gag Pinkie Pie suddenly lunged forward, lodging the tip of her big pink cock up against her mother’s womb as she started to viciously unload her spunk. Her hands swept from Cloudy’s tits down to her waist, holding her down and refusing to let her mother escape the creampie that started to flood her, squirting rope after rope of white release into her yet-fertile valley. Despite the debauchery and the sinful zeal with which Pinkie filled her, Cloudy Quartz didn’t have the strength to pull away, continuing to mount her daughter’s lap with that wicked length still spasming inside of her. Her glasses slipped from her face only to be left dangling by the chain around her neck, bouncing between bare, sweat-licked breasts as she rocked her head back for a long and sinful moan.
The Pie family matriarch clashed up against Pinkamena’s lustful demons that day, and it was an indisputed victory on behalf of the forces of sin and delight. The older woman with frayed hair, blushing cheeks, and a womb filled with her kin’s cum knew as much by the time she came down from her peak, and though a look of tremendous shame crossed her face she was still righteous enough to acknowledge when she had been bested. In the aftermath of her incestous creampie she slowly reached her hands down, down into Pinkie’s poof of hair to move fingers behind her head. She unclasped the ball gag and plucked it from her daughter’s lips...and with a look of motherly shame and submission, pulled it slowly up towards her own face.
“Hehehe, this is so much fun, Mom!” Pinkie Pie giggled, watching with innocent bliss as her mother willingly gagged herself, realizing how the power had shifted. Before the repentant older woman could respond, Pinkie Pie slapped her hands to her leather-clad ass, suddenly dipping forward to send her flying back against the bed. “Your pussy is super duper squeezing me! You must’ve really needed this!”
As Cloudy Quartz crashed against the bed she noticed three looming shadows near the door, realizing two things: that her other daughters had witnessed her fall from grace, and that Pinkie Pie was entirely correct. She did need this. Her fall from grace was something that satisfied her beyond all measure, and she was eagerly prepared for more.
“Geez, Ma, if you wanted to get fucked by Pinkie Pie, you coulda just said so earlier,” Limestone Pie watched with a pout, her arms folded across her chest while she, Marble, and Maud stood beside the bed. “Ya didn’t have to kick me out of my own friggin' room.”
“Mom. It’s nice that you and Pinkie Pie stopped fighting.” Maud chimed in after, voice the usual slow monotone. “I can’t remember ever being this happy.”
“Mhm!” Marble’s typical squeak followed, half-hiding behind Maud despite her joy.
Underneath the gaze of her trio of daughters, Cloudy Quartz was laying flat on her back, her leather-clad legs lifted and her tits bouncing as Pinkie Pie fucked her yet again. Missionary style, appropriately enough considering her failed attempt at bringing faith and salvation to her daughter. With the ball gag stuffed in her mouth and her glasses bouncing between bare breasts, she looked at the trio with shame and failure plastered across her face. With every split-second that passed Pinkie Pie lunged deeper and deeper into her cum-filled pussy, forcing her to squirt more sin against the sheets while that perfect pink member stretched her blasphemous hole. And as she looked up with blushing humiliation and repressed desire, Cloudy Quartz managed to catch a glance of all of her daughters at once. The grumpy approval of Limestone Pie, the enthusiastic delight of Maud’s stoic expression, the blushing bliss of Marble, and of course the bouncing, unrestrained joy of Pinkie Pie while she fucked her.
If this truly was the work of the Devil, Cloudy Quartz...didn’t really mind.
She had never seen her daughters this happy, and never had shame and sin felt so good.
The End.