You couldn't believe the words that just came out of the pink horse's mouth. She stood there on your doorstep eyeing you with cheerful anticipation. You gave your exhausted temples a hardy rub as you try to comprehend the ridiculousness of her request.
"You want to what???"
"I want to drink your milk, silly!" Pinkie beamed gleefully, her big stupid grin could light up a black hole.
Yep, you heard it properly that time. No mistake about it. This little pink horse had come out this late in the night to knock on your door so she could "drink your milk".
Your drowsy eyes looked at her, perplexed but mostly annoyed. "Yeah, sure I guess." Looking back into your kitchen you wonder if you have any milk to spare.
"What, did your milk go bad or something?"
Pinkie stifled a giggle before prancing around you and letting herself into your home. Rather rudely if you may add.
"I don't want that kind of milk, dumb dumb~." She spun around rather comically before burring her snout in your boxers. "This is what I'm here for~"
It was like somebody pulled the ground out from under you. Her warm snout nuzzling your bulge through the fabric took you completely off guard. Out of reflex, you push her snout away.
"PINKIE, WHAT THE FUCK?!?!" You shouted in disbelief. Her massive smile only grew impossibly larger as she began to pace around you like a hungry dog. You could see a wild look in her eyes, one of lust and some sort of primal hunger.
"Somepony is super duper musky!" coming from behind you, she nipped at your boxers in a vain attempt to get them off only being stopped by you holding on to them for dear life.
"EAHHHH!!!" You spin around, ripping the thin fabric from her mouth to her obvious disappointment. "Pinkie I swear to God, if this is some sort of prank, its not fucking funny!"
The crazed look in her eye quickly subsided to a more serious one, before she sighed and parked her rear on your floor.
"Fudge. Well that didn't work." Pinkie pouted as she softly ground her hooves into your carpet. "Sorry, but I thought I could be kinda direct about this..." She looked back up at you with her blue apologetic eyes. "Can we talk?"
You stood there partially in shock but mostly in disbelief that those events just took place. She just looked on with that cute look on her face as if she wasn't just trying to burry her nose in your balls. The rollercoaster of emotions combined with the sudden shock of being practically sexually harassed by this pink mare retards your response. Gathering yourself you clear your throat before responding to her inquiry.
"Y-yeah, I guess we can talk. But you try something crazy like that again, I'm throwing you out on the street."
Pinkie beamed at your apparent forgiveness, before comically saluting you. "Okie dokie lokie!"
Taking a deep breath in an attempt to calm yourself after... that. You watched as the eccentric party mare slightly bobbed in place, her cute dopey smile doing a little to calm your nerves.
"Alright... So what the hell was that all about?" Closing the still agape front door, you stumble over to your kitchen where you leaned up against the counter. Pinkie loitered in the small central room of your tiny apartment, eying you from over the counter which divided the two areas.
Pinkie paused for a moment, as if to formulate in her head the best way to proceed about this touchy subject. "Soooo..." She picked herself up and pranced over to the kitchen. "You know what I love more than anything?" She looked up at you again with those big cyan eyes.
You snort, bemused. "Cocaine?"
She paused in confusion. "What?"
You chuckle and rub your brow. "Forget it- its a joke."
Her eyes lit up. "OOOOH! Is that like one of your human jokes?" She was so excited to add another foreign joke to her mental compendium.
You sigh in frustration, it was far too late at night for her antics. "Yeah, sure. Don't worry about it."
Realizing that she was on a tangent, Pinkie chuckled nervously. "Yeah. Umm..." She looked as if she was chewing her own words, trying to figure out what to say.
"I guess it's probably one-hundred times better if I just come out and say it- 'Cause there really isn't a gentle way to go about this. I mean you're a stallion and I'm a mare, and I can't just-"
Steadily your patience grew thin. "Pinky, its late as hell."
She snapped out of her stupor. "Right, right." She took a deep breath to once again reset her train of thought.
"I want your cum."
You stared at her, giving a moment for her words to process in your mind.
"Get the fuck out of my house, Pinkie."
"NO NO NO, WAIT!" She jumped in front of you before you could walk out of the kitchen.
"I've never had human cum before!" She spun around as you side stepped past her.
"I was just so curious! And, and..." As you reached for the door she bolted back to your side.
"You've seemed so lonely ever since you got stuck here. I don't see you outside of your job at Sweet apple acres anymore, not even at the bakery." She blocked the door with her hind leg as you went to open it. "I've never seen you with another mare, or anypony who could be your special-somepony, so I felt really super duper bad about it- I figured I could give you some company."
There was some truth in that. The last several months being stranded in Equestira have been somewhat harsh on your psyche. You'd been coming to terms with the fact that you may very likely never see another human again let alone someone you could call a partner. You looked down at the pink mare, her signature puppy eyes assaulting your emotions with guilt.
Another more scandalous thought entered your mind. Maybe... A little fun with this crazy mare wouldn't hurt. However you remained hesitant.
"Pinkie, I-"
"Pretty Pwease? With a cherry on top?" She fluttered her puppy eyes at you, going all in on her little stunt. You ran your fingers through your messy hair, still unsure of your decision.
You looked over at the oven digital clock- twelve AM midnight. Technically you had off from work today. You pondered her promiscuous proposition some more. Was this something you were going to regret? Pinkie was notoriously bad at keeping secrets. But why would this need to be a secret? Is it illegal for two consenting adults to fornicate? what business is it to anyone else? Shoot, If anything you deserve it considering all of the bullshit you went through getting stranded here. Yeah, you know what? You totally deserve to get your dick wet right now. The fact that up until now, these mares haven't been crawling over each other for your alien cock, slightly offended you.
Once again your more reasonable side takes over your internal argument and tones back the fantastical nature of your thoughts.
"Shit dude." You pause one more time just to make sure that you are serious about the potential events that would unfold from your decision. Eventually you give in to your own sexual anticipation. "I guess we could fool around for a little bit, but just hold on-" You were cut off as the pink party pony tackled you to the ground.
"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you! I knew you wouldn't say no!" Squealing in delight, Pinkie once again barraged your mind with a torrent of words, most of which you didn't even register. You give her a light shove, one that she barely even noticed, as you get back up to your feet. The mare hopped about the door mat in excitement which you had to admit was slightly cute, but still rather annoying.
You still felt uneasy however, its been quite some time since you have gotten some action. Up until literally just now, you weren't even sure these innocent equines had the same concepts of sexual activity as you did. But to say that there wasn't a spark of anticipation growing in your chest just from the thought of having something soft, wet, and warm to hump after so long- would be a lie. You actually found yourself experiencing butterflies in your stomach as Pinkie incoherently rambled away.
"Look- look, Pinkie-" taking a knee you grabbed the small horse by her sides to keep her still. "We can do this, but just... Be cool, okay?" She met your somewhat tired gaze with a look of absolute excitement, but after a moment she took a deep breath and attempted to relax.
"Right, cool. I can be cool. Cool as Ice-" Pinkie began to stammer as you stood back up and motioned towards your quaint living room sofa. It wasn't until now that you realized that you two had been putting on a scene in near darkness, with only the overhead from the small kitchen sink light illuminating the little apartment. Plopping down on the sofa you looked on at the rambunctious mare as she still mindlessly stammered away about her coolness.
"So..." You patted the sofa cushion next to you, breaking her train of thought. "You wanna come sit down?"
Strikingly hesitant at first, Pinkie strode into your living room and hopped up on to the furniture. You realized just how small the little pony was. She was probably no more than a hundred and fourty pounds and that was a very generous estimate. Not that you dwarfed her, but at two hundred and thirty six you were certainly a "big guy". Not that you were fat, no no. You were just big framed, though you had put on some modest muscle mass from working at the farm with Apple Jack. You briefly thought how easy it would be for you to pick her up in your arms. Either way, you could tell that her initial wave of confidence was beginning to give way to her own nerves, if her lack of incoherent rambling was anything to go off of.
"So did you have anything in particular you wanted to start off with?" Her eyes kept darting around the dim room, back to you, and back to some other dark corner.
"heh- heh. Yes so... I guess, we um..." She gulped. Clearly she hadn't thought this all the way through, maybe because she didn't think she'd get this far. Honestly it was amusing.
Not wanting to miss the opportunity to finally get laid after so long you decided to take the lead, but mostly to help her relax. You brought the hand that was resting above her on the couch up to the side of her head, just behind her ear and started rubbing her head with your digits. The effects of your administrations was almost immediate as she instantly melted into your hand.
"Oh, wowzers... Those claws of yours..." She closed her eyes in soothing pleasure as she leaned into your hand.
"Fingers, Pinkie. Fingers." You smirked at the reaction your digits evoked from the small horse, though she clearly paid your grammatical correction no mind.
"O-okay yeah, let me just... Enjoy this for a minute." You could of sworn she started purring, but maybe that was the sleep depravation playing tricks on you. Either way, you didn't really mind petting her like that. In all honesty it was sort of cute watching her melt away like this.
"So I've been really curious about..." She paused briefly as you scratched a sweet spot behind her ear. "C-curious about your baby batter."
You raised an eyebrow. "My jizz?"
"Y-yeah you big dummy..." Though you were sure she was thoroughly enjoying your fingers, she gently pulled away to get a better hold on her thoughts. "I'd really, really, really, like to see what your cum tastes like."
Well that certainly wasn't a sentence you thought you'd ever hear out of a woman's mouth, let alone pinkie pie. Nonetheless, you were still perplexed by this mare's apparent obsession with your seed.
Stifling a chuckle you inquire on the mare's odd request.
"What are you like a cum connoisseur or something?" That got little a giggle out of her.
"Hehe, that's a super good one... But yeah, I guess you could say that." She pawed at the cushion below her still obviously shy about her current predicament.
"I just like the taste, and how it fills my tummy up. I suppose you can say it's a dirty, guilty pleasure of mine." She looked up back at you, cyan eyes sparkling in the dim early morning light.
And who were you to judge her for her dirty little kinks?
"Okay... I can go along with that. I've seen worse shit back home." She sat there happily and smiled up at you, just enjoying your company. However the silence between you two was starting to grow stale. You rub the back of your head, unsure of how to proceed.
"Sooooo... Do you like, want me to rub one out or something?" You were taken by surprise by Pinkie's outrageous gasp.
"And let you do the fun part? Heck no, dummy!"
Pinkie bounced off the couch, the excitement returning to her little body before she came to a rest on the floor between your legs. She eyed your boxers as if she was silently asking permission to do what she originally came here for. You hadn't realized until now that your member had already begun stiffening up with the bulge already quite noticeable.
Pinkie motioned her snout towards your bulge, eagerly awaiting your response. Silently you gave her a nod.
That colossal smile returned to her face as she enthusiastically berried her snout into your crotch, her hot breath tickled your privates as she took multiple long huffs of your junk. Clearly she was enjoying your scent, you hadn't showered after work last night and your private parts must have been extra musky from the built up stress and sweat. You decided to sit back and allow her to indulge herself in your musk as she took inhale after inhale.
"OoOoOoOoooh..." Pinkie looked up at you with those hungry eyes from before, snout still firmly planted in your bulge. "You smell soooooo... gooooood..."
Before you could comment on your own cock stank, she was already nipping at the waist band, the butterflies in your stomach making their presence known once more.
"Hey listen Pinkie, just take it easy okay? Its been a minute or two since I've preformed so if you could just-" You were cut off by the sight of your own girthy cock flopping out of its fabric encasement. Pinkie stared on in awe at your Johnson, in obvious wonder at its alien appearance.
"So that's what it looks like..." She eyed your tool like it was a chocolate cake, fresh out of the oven. "Its so big! And the tippy top is so round!" She was practically salivating at the sight of your manhood. You smirked, you weren't one to toot your own horn but you sure were prideful over the reaction you cock elicited from the mare.
It wasn't long before the mare shoved her snout back into your crotch, your musk unfiltered by your boxers. She berried and nuzzled her nose into the base of your cock huffing hungrily at your scent. Letting your head fall back you sighed a deep breath you didn't even know you were holding and unwound as this musk hungry horse indulged in your scent. Your cock was at its full length now, standing fully at attention as Pinkie huffed your scent.
"Your smell..." Pinkie couldn't stop herself from taking another hit. "Its sooooo, thick..." She had wrapped her forelegs around your thighs in an effort to bring herself closer to the epicenter of your musk.
You smirk at her statement. "If you think that the smell is good." You lean down and take her by the chin with your hand, guiding her head close next to yours and you whisper into her twitching ear.
"Just Imagine how it tastes~"
Pinkie shuddered with excitement as your cock brushed up against her furry chest. She dove back down to waste level and went back to ogling your dick, taking in all of its veiny features. Your dick wasn't huge, especially by human standards. If anything you were just slightly above average, but it was enough to cover Pinkie's face. She took one last good inhale of your musk, eyes fluttering in apparent ecstasy.
Pulling back, she allowed your cock to flop back down, now pointing directly at her mouth. A small bead of precum leaked out from your head. You were ready to have those plushy horse lips around your cock. She looked back up at you one last time before she passed the point of no return.
"C-can I please have your milk, Anon?"
You chuckled. "Sure, Pinkie. drink as much as you'd like."
Preparing yourself for some head, you leaned yours back and closed your eyes. Shit, you wished you had some pot right now. Times like this would be a thousand times better stoned. You wondered if you could get pot around here, maybe Zecora might sell something similar. You'd have to make some time to go out and che-
"SCHLOOORP!"
Your eyes violently shoot open. "Oh fuck! Holy shit!"
snapping your head back up, you witness perhaps the greatest sight you've ever seen.
Pinkie, without much effort had completely bottomed out on your cock.
The feeling was absolutely insane, you were easily a quarter way down her throat and you could feel every twitch and spasm of her muscles. This bitch mustn't have had a gag reflex because she just vacuumed up your cock like a god damned pro. She looked up at you with half lidded eyes, clearly enjoying having her mouth packed full of cock. Drool practically poured out from the edges of her mouth as she smashed her tongue against the base of your cock indulging in the salty, musky taste.
You couldn't look away from the perfection that was pressed up against your crotch and before you could even think about pulling out, she once again wrapped her fore hooves around your thighs keeping your cock firmly trapped in her gullet.
You bit your lip. "Jesus Christ, Pinkie! Where the hell did you learn to-"
"GULP."
You lost the words from your mouth as the pink party pony swallowed on your cock. You could feel the muscles in her throat bunch up at the mid point of your cock, and tightly slide down its length to the head before continuing on to her stomach. Any of the few reservations you had about receiving oral from a horse were completely obliterated as your cock was literally milked by Pinkie's throat.
"GULP... GULP... GULP... GULP... GULP..."
Pinkie was working your cock entirely with her throat muscles. She closed her eyes in concentration, not backing off an inch from your cock.
You had thrown your head back in total ecstasy. Not even the tightest human pussy you've experienced could come remotely close to the throat job Pinkie was blessing you with. You typically weren't a moaner, but as of now, you were fucking singing.
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
You gritted your teeth and bucked like a colt as Pinkie milked you with her immaculate throat job. You watched in total pleasure and awe at how the little pony swallowed your cock at a steady pace and without even the slightest discomfort.
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
"Oh, fuck! Pinkie wait, I can't-" You were cut off by another hardy "gulp" as her throat muscles slid down your length like a vice grip. Not even a full minute in to this mythical blow job, you could feel yourself reaching the edge. You gripped the edges of the couch cushions, desperate for anything at all to brace yourself against between gulps.
"GULP..."
"Shit, Pinkie don't you-"
"GULP..."
"Fuck. D-don't you-"
"GULP..."
"Don't you n-need to bre-"
"GULP..."
You had given up trying to inquire about the status of Pinkie’s oxygen supply as she seemed to happily gulp away at your cock.
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
"P-Pinkie, I'm go-"
"GULP..."
"I-I-I'm gonna-"
"GULP..."
"F-fuck, I'm-"
"GULP..."
You couldn't even spit out another word before the strongest orgasm you've ever had began to flood over your body. Pinkie opened her eyes and backed off your cock just enough for the first rope of cum to shoot directly into her awaiting maw. She looked up at you with those perfect cyan eyes as you launched rope after rope into her plush mouth. Her cheeks puffed out as she was determined not to lose a single drop of your cock milk. Your orgasm was long, the longest its ever been in your life, and as your cock pulsed away happily in her pillow like mouth she hummed a tune, as if this shit was business as usual for her.
With an audible "pop" she pulled away from your still throbbing cock, cheeks filled with cum. You watched on as she lifted her head up and let you observe the cum drain from her mouth and down to her stomach with several sizeable lumps.
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
It was a visual reminder of where your cock had just been and what had been milking it. With a comically long exhale Pinkie took a moment to catch her breath before addressing you.
"Your milk is-..."
She took another breath.
"IS SO YUMMY!"
She could barely contain herself as she bounced around the floor savoring the after taste of your thick spunk. You on the other hand were nowhere near as energetic. Shit, you were just about ready to pass out as you lay motionless and splayed out on your sofa.
You dipped in and out of consciousness as the the faint pink blur bolted around your vision.
"I want more!" were the last audible words you heard before you felt your softening cock slip back into her eager maw, her hooves wrapping around your thighs once more.The final sounds that could be heard before you passed out from exhaustion were the incredible gulping noses of this milk-thirsty mare.
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
Milk is part of a complete and balanced breakfast.
You stirred from your slumber, the sound of birds chirping outside the window pierced the morning soundscape. Your air conditioner automatically kicked on, cooling the warm apartment air as you lie motionless on your couch. As more of your senses became in tune with your state of awareness you couldn't help but ponder a certain sound resonating throughout the room, one that from your many mornings of waking up in this very apartment, you where completely unfamiliar with.
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
Wait a minute. No. Now that you think about it, that sound is definitely familiar. Your groggy brain pondered it for a moment, trying to identify the source of this particular noise.
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
You where almost certain of it now, You are familiar of this rhythmic sound which was lulling you from your comatose state.
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
Suddenly the nerves in your dick started to report to your brain, allowing you to feel the tight grip of Pinkies throat steadily slide down your cock.
"Ooohhhh, shiiiit..." You mutter as the flamboyant party horse gulps down your rock hard member.
"GULP... GULP... GULP.."
You tense up as your cock pulses hard. You think you just came, but everything below your waist save for your dick, is totally numb.
Lifting your head up you gaze over to the other side of your sofa just in time to witness Pinkie pie gulping down your load. Her hair and fur was a mess, matted and covered in her own saliva and ropes of your cum. You didn't fare much better as everything below your lower abdomen had a liberal coating of the spit-cum mixture. Your sofa cushions were ruined, the spongy foam drenched and over flowing with bodily fluids.
Rubbing your eyes you sit up, with several "pops" being heard from various bones in your body. Pinkie didn't even seem to notice you stirring as she savored the texture of your thick cum oozing down her throat. She sat there on the other end of your ruined sofa, eyes closed as the last drops of semen flowed down her gullet.
You felt like you were just run over by a freight train.
"Uhhhghh... OoOooooh, Fuckkk..." You grumbled unenthusiastically as you grasped your temples. A piercing head ache ravished your dehydrated brain.
Pinkie's ears perked up at the sound of your ungraceful awakening, flinging a few drops of spit and semen across the room.
"Good morning, sunshine!" Her smile beamed with her obnoxiously loud greeting.
"Fucking Christ, Pinkie..." You clutched your splitting head at the sound of her voice. The memories of last night start to flood back into your punished brain as you attempt to make sense of the situation. You push yourself off your soiled sofa in an attempt to get on your feet, immediately tumbling to the floor with a sturdy thud as your legs give out.
"Oouuuugggghh..." You feel like a sack of potatoes, even lifting your head amounts to a herculean effort. You feel nothing but pins and needles in your legs as you wallow in your own juices on your living room carpet.
Hopping off your ruined sofa the pink mare casually sauntered over, before plopping down next to you in a pathetically similar but over-exaggerated matter.
"Does somepony not feel good?" She said as if she was talking to a puppy with an upset stomach.
You ignored her dumb antics, for you had one simple desire on your mind as you turned your head towards your kitchen.
"W-wa-wahhhterrrrrr..." Your raspy voice clung to what little air was left in your lungs.
"Water?" Pinkie looked over towards your kitchen before the realization struck her. "OHHHHHH! WATER!" The cum coated mare jumped up from her own little bodily juices-puddle before gingerly leaping over your sorry sack of a body.
Your vision darkened as the pink horse bounced away, becoming a blur in your peripheral, leaving you alone to contemplate the situation you found yourself in. This bitch almost just sucked out your soul with that fucking throat. You chuckle to yourself Internally.
"Coroner's report: Death by throat job-" You thought to yourself as a bright light began to overtake your vision.
"Never thought I'd go out like this..."
Just before you could meet God, a Ice cold jet of water crashed into your face.
You chugged down another glass as Pinkie, clutching the faucet sprayer in her mouth— messily refilled it. Water droplets splashed everywhere throughout your kitchen as the powerful jet blast of liquid from the kitchen appliance filled your glass to the brim.
Eying the glass hungrily, you threw it back and greedily sucked down the refreshing life-liquid. You chugged the glass until you were thoroughly satisfied that it was empty before slamming it down onto the small wooden table, your head following suit.
"You sure were super thirsty, Anon!" You shot a one-eyed glare at her from your slumped over position. "I don't think I've ever seen anypony drink that much water in one go!" She beamed gleefully with the faucet sprayer still in her mouth. The water works which took place prior had cleansed the two of you of bodily fluids for the most part.
You have no idea what happened last night, let alone how you where capable of producing those gallons worth of cum. Struggling to sit back up in the dainty wooden chair, you groan miserably as another mental wave of pain washes over your brain. It felt as if your head was being split in two as you clenched your eyes shut and focused your mental fortitude on soldiering through the pain. Your brain felt as if it was throbbing in your skull but before long, it wasn't the only throbbing you were noticing.
Your rock hard cock was now tapping the underside of the table as it throbbed away, leaking cum on your kitchen floor in the process.
"What— What the fuck? Did I get bigger?"
Disbelief would have overtaken your senses if you weren't already grappling with the crippling migraine which was ravishing your psyche. Your cock had definitely gotten bigger since it was previously seen before entering Pinkie's throat last night. Several thick veins protruded prominently and you could swear you could hear it beat with every throb. Your cock now easily reached down your thigh, just falling short of your knee as a steady stream of pre-cum flowed from it's bulbous head.
Glancing over at Pinkie, she seems to have taken notice of your endowment as she attempts to hide her rosy blush with a forehoof.
Suddenly a root of panic began to take hold in your abused head as you begun to put two and two together.
"Pinkie...?"
You paused as she hid further behind her hoof, her eyes desperately darting around in an attempt to find anything in the room to look at besides you.
"Pinkie... What did you do?"
Pinkie attempted miserably to stifle a giggle as your cock throbbed heavily under the table. She briefly eyed your glass of water before her eyes darted away as if trying to act as if she was oblivious to your predicament.
"What... Did... You... Do..." You could feel your temper flare as you glared at the pink horse. Failing to keep a straight face, Pinkie begun to erupt in subtle laughter as she held both hooves to her mouth in an attempt to muffle her amusement.
That was it. You've had enough of her bullshit games. Ignoring the pain, you shot up to your feet before grabbing hold of the pony by her non-existent collar and nearly yanking her up and out of her chair.
"WHAT DID YOU DO MY DRINK!!!" You yelled frantically at her, seemingly doing nothing to break her away from bubbly mood and giggle fits.
"I-I... Hehe..." Pinkie burst into full out laughter as you held her firmly in your grip.
"YOU WHAT!?!?" You yell deeply into her face as your eyes go wide. She could barely contain herself as she wiggled around in your iron grasp. She struggled to breath between laughing fits as tears began to form at the corner of her eyes. It was a good minute or two before she was able to calm herself enough to answer coherently.
"I mayyyyy have used a little teensy weensy bit of fertility potion." Still held in your menacing grip she gingerly glanced down to your comically large member which was now pressing into her lower stomach. "But... By the looks of it, I may have use a little too much..." A bashful smile appeared across her muzzle as her cyan eyes looked back up at you apologetically.
"Hehe... Sorry?"
Your eye visibly twitched.
"J-Jesus Christ, Pinkie! What the fuck in your head made you think that DRUGGING me was a good idea???"
Pinkie poked out from behind you now sitting on top of your kitchen table, leaving you griping viciously on to thin air.
"Well it worked fine when I used it on you last night!" Pinkie reached behind her and seemingly out of nowhere pulled out a small flask of a sparkling pink liquid. The potion sloshed around in the container as it glowed lightly.
Giving up on trying to wrap your mind around how this mare was able to break the various physical laws of the universe, you whipped your body around clumsily as you braced yourself on the table to keep yourself from falling over.
"You used it on me last night?!?!" You grasped your forehead as the realization washed over you. So that's how you were able to cum literal gallons. You kicked yourself mentally at the at the fact that you had foolishly allowed this batshit mare to secretly drug you.
"Fuck, I knew I never should have opened the God damned door for you!" You fall back down into your seat as all the possible scenarios flash through your head.
Ever since you arrived in Equestria you had done your absolute best to avoid magic and potions alike. The purple mare the Princess had tasked with interrogating you, had expressed concern with how'd you'd react to magic. Her line of thought certainly made sense to you, as you were a creature from a world completely devoid of such phenomena. As time went by, you slowly developed a phobia of sorts egged on by the suspense of accidentally finding out the hard way if you were deathly allergic to magic. You had gone to great lengths to avoid the various unicorns through out Ponyville, sometimes to their dismay.
But all of that pre-emptive caution was in vain now that this pink venom flowed through your veins. Glancing down once more you take note of your genital predicament. Your gargantuan cock throbbed away gingerly as a thick puddle of precum accumulated on the tile floor between your feet. It's head was dark red in color as it flared noticeably as if you were just on the edge of ejaculation. The throbbing almost looked painful as a large vein swelled just beneath the skin, thankfully your brain is still numb to the pain.
Still, the anxiety began to set in as you watched your rigid member twitch in the brisk morning air. Your thoughts preoccupied with what my happen to your body as the potion runs its course. You begin to breath heavily as your nerves start to get to you. You gave your meat the thousand yard stare as you zoned out your surroundings, caught up in your own torrent of thoughts.
Meanwhile, Pinkie watched on as she sat on your kitchen table. Her cheery attitude beginning to falter at the sight of your obvious stress and worry. Perhaps it was your distanced stare into nothingness that jostled her mood into a more serious tone, or maybe the fact that your throbbing member could be heard audibly beating in the silence of your kitchen only to broken up by your labored breathing.
Whatever the reason, Pinkie hopped down from her perch and parked her haunches in front you.
"Hey... Why the long face buckaroo?" She gently nudged your knee with her snout.
"Are you fucking daft?" The venom in your voice was palpable as she recoiled slightly.
"For all I know you could have just poisoned me." You shoot a glare at the pony. "You know damn well how I feel about magic..."
"Yeah having a big cock is nice and all, but what if this shit gives me a heart attack? Or what if my dick falls off? Did ya think of that, you fucking moron???" You laid it on particularly thick with that last sentence causing Pinkie Pie to shrink slightly.
Looking back over at the horse, you notice her avoiding eye contact as she kept her gaze lowered to the floor. You noted how melancholic her mood had become as her lower lip trembled slightly.
"I-I..." She swallowed her own words before briefly mustering up the courage to respond to your inquiry. "I guess I really let myself get carried away, huh?" She smiled sheepishly up at you in an attempt to lighten up the mood, only to be met with your cold stare.
You couldn't help but feel a bit of regret over your choice of words. Yes, Pinkie was probably one of the more annoying ponies that you knew, but you'd be lying to yourself if you didn't find her somewhat cute when she wasn't bouncing off the walls. And even now despite the anxiety overtaking your senses, you couldn't help but feel sorry for how harshly you reacted to the mare.
You groaned as you rubbed your forehead. The aching in your cock had started to irritate you along with it's noticeable heart beat.
"Look— I'm sorry for yelling at you, but is there anyway to undo this?" Her ears perked up as her gaze glanced over to your prominent manhood.
"Ummm... No, I don't think so... Twilight told me that the spell lasts for a few hours. So until it wears out your thingy is stuck like...that". She raised a hoof and lightly ran it on the underside of your mutated cock. The response was immediate as a short wave of pleasure washed over your senses.
"F-fuck..." You clenched your eyes shut as a thick glob of pre-cum leaked from your cock and dripped onto the floor.
"Buuuuuut... Just because your pecker is stuck like this..." Once more she brought her plushy forehoof along the underside of your member raising it slightly as to point it towards her head.
"Doesn't mean I can't make it enjoyable for you." Just like countless other times, she beamed that idiotic smile up at you as her proposition gestated in your mind.
The audacity of this hoe.
First she nearly sucks out your soul.
Then she drugs you.
And now after all of that, she wants to impale her throat once more with your monster cock.
The more reasonable side of your psyche protested loudly, but all of the hormones being pumped into your brain with every pulse of your swollen genitals would otherwise beg to differ.
"God damnit..." You looked away begrudgingly, you didn't want to admit to her but mostly to your self of how badly you wanted to feel that mythical throat around your cock. Before you could protest any further your attention was captured by the pink horse.
"GULP..."
Pinkie's mouth hung open as she gave you a unobstructed view of her throat muscles in action. The way the flesh bunched up in the back of her mouth to a tight sphincter before moving further back out of view. You followed the lump with your eyes as it moved at painstakingly slow crawl down her furry neck.
You narrowed your eyes at her. "You wanted this, didn't you?"
She only replied with a slight smirk at the corners of her agape maw as she once more swallowed down an imaginary cock. Your manhood throbbed at the sight of the lump as it traveled smoothly down her throat only to repeat once more as her half lidded eyes met yours failing to hide the sultry emotions in her irises.
Bringing her mouth to your aching manhood she allowed the swollen head to rest on her plump tongue with an audible "plap". It throbbed with excitement as her warm breath danced across your glans. You clenched your teeth as she started to lightly run that audacious tongue in little circles just under the head happily taking the globs of pre-cum into her hungry maw. Its audible heart beat only increased in intensity as her tongue played with your aching cock head.
With your eyes clinched shut and your teeth gritting almost painfully, your arms started to shake as they gripped the sides of your chair with a death grip. The pleasure was becoming just short of unbearable as Pinkie's tongue went from little circles to gently lapping the underside of your glans and up to the tip in an effort to coax out more pre-cum.
"Mmmmmmm..." Pinkie smiled happily as another thick glob of precum was dumped into her mouth. She quickly latched her lips around your tip, sucking it gingerly before separating with a loud "pop".
"tangy..." Her lust filled eyes remained locked with yours as she lapped up the steady stream of pre from your beating member. "I think I may have found something I enjoy more than pastries..." She said between licks.
Meanwhile, your brain was short circuiting. You weren't entirely sure if you were even mentally capable of comprehending this much pleasure. with every throb, every fucking heart beat, you cock felt like it came one step closer to physically exploding. Pinkie's nimble tongue dancing along the underside of your glans certainly didn't help your predicament. You could feel a vein about to burst in your temple as she latched on again with pursed lips and suckled your tip as if she was nursing out your precum.
That was it, you couldn't take it anymore. Pinkie's eyes went wide as your hands with lightening speed roughly gripped the sides of her head before dragging her mouth down your length and slamming her snout into your crotch.
"GLUURRRRRRKKGK..." Her eyes winced as this time she clearly struggled to accommodate the girth of your megalithic manhood in her throat. Tears started to form at the corners of her eyes but oddly enough she wasn't trying to pull away, not that you would have let her anyway.
"TAKE THIS DICK YOU FUCKING BITCH!" She kept her teary eyes locked to yours as you berated her, your frenzied lust fueling your rage. However, her look of shock quickly morphed into a scowl of determination as you attempted to slide her head up your length.
"SLUUUUUUUUUUURP..." You had gotten stuck right at your flared head, her suction so strong it was painful trying to pull her any further. You howled in a bizarre mix of pain and unimaginable pleasure as her lips tugged hard at your flare. You reflexively loosened your grip on her head in which she eagerly took advantage of to violently slurp her way back down to the base of your gargantuan cock. "SCHLOOOOOORP!!!"
Once again your penis found itself held prisoner in her throat, her fore hooves locking themselves around your thighs as she secured herself into position on your crotch. Your rage started to subside slightly as you felt a twinge of intimidation as she glared at you with your cock filling out her throat. It was a hard look of determination, her brow furrowed and eyes locked with yours and filled with an almost rage-like lust.
Good lord you're about to get milked like a cow.
"GLURGK..." Her first swallow wasn't as hardy as the ones before, her throat clearly struggling to wrestle your cock down its length. But after a moment and a minor adjustment of her stance she continued her administrations.
"GULP... GLURK... GLURRRK... GLUP..."
Spit and precum was freely flowing from the corner of her lips as she gulped almost angrily at your manhood. With every swallow her throat only became stronger as you could feel that neck sphincter roll painstakingly slowly down your cock, tugging at your flared head which threatened to poke into her stomach.
Your mind was broken with pleasure. Pinkie's aggressive technique had reduced your rage to nothing more than incoherent babbling as she timed her gulps with every throb of your cock beat. With every pulse she swallowed which in turn deposited a considerable amount of precum into her stomach. Leaning over in your chair, you placed one hand on the back of her head and another below on her throat and marveled at the feeling of the unmistakable bulge that was caused by your manhood.
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
"H-holy fuck..." Was all you could manage to sputter out as you felt another lump roll down her throat through your hand and down to her chest as another load of precum was dumped into her stomach. All the while she kept her eyes locked to yours. Tears clearly streamed down her face now, joining the bubbling spit and precum flowing from her lips.
"GULP... GULP... GULP... SLUUUUUUURP..." She gave your cock another hardy slurp as she pulled her mouth back to your head, her lips tugging again at your flare.
"SCHLOOOOOORP..." And with that and a slap from her snout impacting with your crotch, she had bottomed out once more on your dick continuing her swallowing routine.
She kept this pace for a good while, skillfully milking you with hardy gulps before dragging her lips back to your flared mushroom head, the slight pain from the tugging dulling out the pleasure. Doing this, she expertly kept you right on the edge of a massive climax.
You only had your thoughts now, your mouth incapable of anything more than senseless babbling. However, you started to understand now— she wasn't about to let you cum so easily. You could see it in her eyes, she wanted to punish you for how harsh you were being to her earlier.
She wanted you to beg for it.
Some how the stubborn side of you managed to hold on with what else was left of your sanity and was urging you to not give her the pleasure of hearing you plead with her like a child.
"GULP... GULP... GULP... SLUUUUUUURP..."
As her pursed lips tugged harshly at your flare you could feel that side of your psyche falter slightly as your will power started to melt away.
"SCHLOOOOOORP... PLAP!"
And with that, your will was broken. Using a herculean effort to desperately force out the words from your mouth, you started to sputter and babble incoherently.
"Puh-p-Pin-Pinkie..."
"GULP..."
"P-Pinkie p-plea..."
"GULP..."
"L-let... M-mmm..."
"GULP..."
"P-Please... Please..."
"SLUUUUUUUUUUURP..." This time she was much slower to reach your flare, but tugged on it all the same with her lips. She paused for a moment as her narrowed eyes stared into yours as if she was waiting for your submission. Teetering right at the edge of ecstasy you give it your all to force the words from your mouth.
"Please... Let me cum..."
"SCHLOOOOOORP... PLAP!" And with that her gulping resumed at much more greedy pace.
"GULP, GULP, GULP, GULP..."
Throwing your head back you felt yourself racing towards climax, her mythical throat coaxing every drop of precum from your member. Soon it will be more than just precum.
"GULP, GULP, GULP, GULP..."
"Oh God here it comes."
You felt it barrel down through your cock like a rock, carried through your urethra by her tight throat muscles. The first pump of jizz shot directly into her stomach, quickly followed by another. You were practically pissing cum straight into her insides, causing her to close her eyes and enjoy the blissful feeling of being filled to the brim. She threw in a few gulps here and there just to see if she could get the jet stream to shoot into her any faster, but you could feel her grip slightly loosen as her own euphoria started to overtake her senses. It seemed like your orgasm lasted minutes as your cock pumped out inconceivable amounts of cum into her stomach. Soon the pulses started to reduce in intensity and slowly but surely your orgasm begun to fade away as Pinkie remained clamped to your crotch.
After the final pulse, she slid off your cock before collapsing right there on your kitchen floor. There was sizeable bloat in her stomach after taking what must have been a full gallon and a half of semen but nonetheless, she laid there with a small smile on her cum soaked muzzle.
You sat there breathing heavy as you took in the sight before you. The pink horse laid there on your kitchen floor, completely content with her belly being filled to the brim with your milk. Soon you felt your eye lids grow heavy as you once more slipped out of consciousness.
Your kitchen was going to be a bitch to clean after you woke up.
