TulpAnon - Full (complete with shit ending) -

>Be Anon
>You'd always seen yourself as scientifically-minded
>inb4 le fedora maymay
>So naturally, you gravitated towards Twilight Sparkle for interesting conversation and such things
>One day, Twilight had a radical idea
>She wanted to try studying Pinkie again
>And why not?
>That crazy pink mare basically had the pony equivalent of the Spider-sense
>And generally, was just a rather odd pony
>You and twilight theorized it might be some sort of innate Earth Pony magic
>But, then, why didn't any other Earth Ponies exhibit it?
>So you'd hooked her up to the machine you'd seen on the show
>Pinkie seemed happy to be there, with her usual "hiya nonny!"s and similar utterances
>Twilight flipped the switch, booting the machine up
>You could swear you heard the windows 98 booting sound
>Or was it the PSX one?
>Well, that wasn't important
>You had to admit, despite - or maybe because of her antics - Pinkie was a good pony
>You would actually not be surprised if she could single-handedly embody all of the elements of Harmony, come to think of it
>Honesty - check
>Loyalty - check
>Generosity - check
>Laughter - of course that's a check
>Kindness - check
>Magic - nebulous concept, but check anyways
>It was just interesting to note, you supposed
>The machine steadily printed readings you had problems making out
>Twilight, though, seemed frustrated
>"Gah! Why won't you quantify?!"
>Pinkie looked a bit concerned
>You decided to take the word and calm Twi before she went off of the deep end
>Not that you thought that would happen, necessarily
"Twilight, calm down-"
>"You don't understand, Anon!"
>Her horn glows
>As does the machine
>Oh shit nigger
>She's going full Izzet
>And of fucking course there's an explosion
>Anon whited out...
>Ugh...
>Your head hurts
>Fucking twilight
>Crazy pony
>How could such a seemingly logical and rational pony go so fucking nuts?
>The words 'white whale, holy grail' echoed in your mind
>Nngh
>Yeah, you were going to have to have a serious talk with Twi
>But first, you needed to open your eyes
>You tried to open your eyes
>But your eyelids stayed down, no matter how much you tried to move them
>You could, however, feel your heart beating
>So you were fairly certain you were still alive
>Suddenly, your eyes snap open
>You see Twilight telekinesing away some rubble
>But...
>Wait, where's Pinkie?
>Your mouth opens
>"Twilight! Ohmigosh, I'm so glad you're alright!"
>Waitaminute
>That wasn't your voice!
>It was Pinkie's
>What the absolu-
>Your body moved on its own, rushing closer to Twilight
>"Pinkie! I'm so sorry about all of this! Where's Anonymous? Is he alright?"
>"I don't know! I don't see him anywhere!"
>Your head - or, you're guessing - Pinkie's head - whips around, her eyes darting around in the explosion-ravaged room
>But try as the might, the ponies can't seem to find your body
>You feel Pinkie's heartbeat speed up
>Tears well behind her eyes
>And then it hits you with the force of several Tsar Bombas
>You're caught in both a bad plot device and in Pinkie's body
>Holy shit
>But..
>Doesn't she notice you?
>That both offends and worries you a bit
>Well, time to go for broke
>You try to speak via Pinkie's mouth
"Twilight! Pinkie! It's me, Anon! I don't know how it happened, b-but...I-I'm sorry, it's just...weird to not be speaking in my own voice. Anyway, I think I somehow ended up in Pinkie's body!"
>After you finish your spiel, Pinkie's mouth keeps hanging open
>Twilight's too
>"N-nonny?!"
>You decide to try something radical
>Shit you learned while trying to force a tulpa
>The mindvoice
>You focus your thoughts into Pinkie's brain
>You feel like a jedi
"Yes, Pinkie, It's me. I see, hear and feel everything that happens to you as if it happened to me."
>She clutches her head
>"Twilight! Nonny's speaking to me in my brain!"
>Twilight looks somehow even more disbelieving than she did just a moment ago
>She taps a hoof to her chin and stares off into space, mumbling to herself about something you can't quite make out
>Pinkie's noticeably tense
>"N-nonny? Are you alright in there?"
>Waitaminute
>You didn't hear her say anything
>She managed to mindvoice that quick?
>Well, she is Pinkie Pie, unexplainable pony extraordinaire...
"Y-yeah, I'm good. I was lucky with where I landed"
>You can't help but laugh
>In mindvoice of course
>She giggles in full, though
>Twilight turns her attention on Pinkie
>"And just what's so funny about the current situation?"
>"I'm just relieved, Twilight! Nonny says he's doing okay, despite the situation!"
>Twilight smiles softly
>"Well, that is a relief. I suppose we should get to working on a cure, then"
"Correction, Twi. You work on a cure, and we don't do anything stupid."
>God damn it was weird to not have your own voice
>But...
>Your pitch, cadence, rhythm etc., you noticed, was very different from Pinkie's own
>Looks like Twilight picked up on it too
>"Pinkie? Or..is that Anon I'm talking to?"
>"Well, we're both here, Twilight! But that was Anon!
>"Yes, I thought as much. That did sound like him"
>Twilight shook her head, with a gentle smile
>And just what the fuck's that supposed to mean, huh?
>I'm sure it's nothing, Nonny
>At most, she just meant it sounded like your unique way of putting things
>Which is a good thing!
>We love your unique things, Nonny!
>Like fingers!
>...
>Pinkie, what the...
>How are you picking up on my thoughts?
>Well, we are sharing this noggin at the moment, aren't we?
>That's...fair, I guess. Still, though, it's unnerving
>I don't know, I think it's kind of nice to have someone to talk to
>Pinkie, damnit, I'm in the middle of an existential crisis here! I don't need to be another voice in your head for you to occupy yourself with
>I'm sorry, Nonny, I just tried to comfort you
>A wave of hurt washes over you
>It felt like those times your mom would call you by your full name - even the middle one
>A sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach
>Or was it more burning?
>Whichever it was, it was a sure bet it was Pinkie's
>You doubted you'd gotten the full brunt of it, though, for some reason
>This was probably bleedover
>At least that's what your intuition told you
>...pah, intuition
>What were you, a woman?
>...You shouldn't be so hard on yourself, Nonny.
>Pinkie? Oh...uh..Hi. sorry about snapping at you earlier
>It's fine, Nonny! I totally get that you're upset! I probably would be too, in your situation. Probably really really excited to have such a unique opportunity too, though!
>...I guess. It just feels weird not having my body, ya know?
>I can't begin to imagine what you're going through, Nonny, but...you're welcome to stay as long as you need or want.
>Aww...
>You feel all warm and fuzzy
>Pinkie giggles
>You pay enough attention to notice Twilight is watching the two of you with the most 'WTF' stare in a long while
>Then she recollects herself
>"Well, you two, how about you get somewhere private and mitigate the damage, while I get started on a cure?"
"Ah! Yeah, that'd probably be a good idea. You'll let us know when it's done, though?"
>Oops
>You're taking control without meaning to again
>Aw, that's alright, Nonny!
>Pinkie, I'll never get used to that
>Twilight answers
>"Of course. Now, git! Shoo!"
>She waves you out of the room, and without thinking, you start trotting out of the room
>Not Pinkie, but you
>It's fucking weird to walk on four legs
>But Pinkie's muscle memory really helps with that, actually
>It's almost like walking as a human
>Well, obviously different, but soon it feels about as natural
>Dear lord, walking as Pinkie is fucking trippy
>It's like you're gliding or bouncing literally everyfuckingwhere
>It's actually kind of nice
>A massive change from your usual heavy shuffling gait as a human
>'So Nonny, what's it like being me?'
>She giggled
'Heh. How would Twilight put it? Insufficient data to make any meaningful judgements. But...well, just the way it feels right now, is...it's pretty nice, actually. I never realized you were actually in pretty good shape, with all the candy you eat'
>You felt her cheeks grow warm
>A blush?
'H-hey, I spend a lot of time and energy on what I do. Planning parties, singing telegrams and occasionally saving all of Equestria - or going pranking or racing with Dashie! Oh, and you won't believe how exhausting wrapping up winter can be!'
'Heh, relax, Pinkie. I was paying you a compliment. In retrospect, yes, I guess it might've come off as a bit backhanded, but I didn't mean it like that'
>You blow a few stray strands of mane out of her face
>'Aw, thanks Nonny! It's actually really really nice to have you here - I mean, it's not like I don't talk to the voices in my head anyways, but now they're not all just me'
>A giggle escapes her lips, spurred forth by you both
'Yeah, I suppose it's surprisingly comfy in here. Although, I guess it might be very different with another pony. Like for example Rainbow.'
>'How so?'
'I don't know, I guess it seems like she'd have a hard time relinquishing control - and, while it seems odd to say, I think Dashie likes some alone-time now and then'
>You feel the blush returning
>'D-do you mean..-'
>Oh this is too good
>You drop your mindvoice into a serious deadpan
'Yes Pinkie. I mean Rainbow Dash, when totally alone, indulges herself in....Daring Do!'
>Pinkie laughs so hard she giggle-snorts
>You would join in of your own volition, but you kind of didn't need to
>Good god it was weird sharing...well everything
>But kind of nice
'Heh. Right, yeah, so anywho, dash would probably be uncomfortable with it. Applejack, too, I think would get tired of it real fast - she's already got a lot of other responsibilities and things to worry about. She doesn't need any more. Rarity seems like she'd like her privacy, too. Fluttershy would just get embarrassed all the time - more than usual, I mean. And Twilight would find it to be a distraction from her studies, although she'd probably enjoy having a debate partner.'
>You felt Pinkie's mouth quirk into a smile
>'Uh-huh! That sounds pretty spot-on.'
'But you seem to enjoy the company, and you're an open and trusting pony. I really admire that about you'
>And you do
>Your feelings radiate outwards
>Her heartbeat speeds up just the tiniest bit
>Her mouth dries up somewhat
>The blush comes back - had it ever left?
>'Aw, you're giving me too much credit Nonny! I'm ju-'
>"Pinkie Pie?! Oh my gosh, it's been ages since I last saw you!"
>What the whatnow
>You spot a background pony coming towards you
>But a name pulses faintly in the back of your mind
>"Heya Roseluck! It's been waaayyy too long, ohmigosh, how are you?"
>Pinkie takes back control in the blink of an eye, and her body language could fill an entire dictionary by itself, you're noticing
>She effortlessly exchanges pleasantries and plans a meet-up with...roseluck, her name was.
>You dig into where you saw the name pulsing when it was on your tongue
>You break through a metaphorical wall and stumble into a giant cross of a library and a cliché cop cork board with strings and pins
>Names and images of ponies, with vastly differing amounts of information on them
>'Nonny?'
'Hm? Yeah, Pinkie'?
>'I-I don't mean to be rude, but...could you please stay out of there? It's not that I'm that uncomfortable with you being there, but...I've kind of Pinkie promised to keep from sharing some stuff that ponies...I guess would rather reveal on their own. Also, it kind of tickles!~'
>You can't help but laugh a bit at that
>You comply and step back out of the mental room, willing the wall back into a fixed state
>Whoa
'You know, Pinkie? You probably have the biggest heart out of any pony I've met here in Equestria'
>More embarrassment
>'Aw, you're giving me too much credit, Nonny! I'm just being a halfway decent pony! I'm sure I could name a lot of ponies who are nicer and nobler than I'
'I'm sure you could, but that wasn't my point, now was it?'
>'K-k-kind of?'
'Pinkie, didn't Twilight ever teach you what Hyperbole means?'
>'Extreme exaggeration or overstatement; especially as a literary or rhetorical device?'
'I...yes.'
>Pinkie grins
>'So, Nonny, what should we do while we wait for Twilight to find a cure? I kind of cancelled all of my plans for today since the princess of friendship herself told me she needed my help'
>Well buggery
>What would be a good thing to be doing now?
'I...I don't know, Pinkie, it'd be kind of rude of me to dictate what you should do.'
>'It's fine, Anon! But are you saying you didn't have anything at all you needed to do today?'
'Aside from SCIENCE? I...Oh, wait, yeah, I guess I needed to deliver a package. Fluttershy commissioned some extra-fancy bird-houses, so I guess it would be prudent to swing by my house and pick up that and deliver them to her.'
>'Okie Dokie Loki~'
>And then she started doing her actual active bouncing
>Up and down
>It was kind of dizzying
>But also pretty fun
>Finally, you got to your house
>Turns out, though, the door's locked
>'Uh, Nonny, the door's locked, and I guess your keys kind of were in your other pants?'
'Tch. Yeah - although, check in the left flower pot, all the way at the bottom - should be a backup key there'
>You felt her eyebrow raise questioningly, but she complied, and lo and behold, she did find the key
>Open the door
>Get on the floor
>Everybody walk the dinosaur
>No but for reals, it wasn't hard to find the crate of specially painted bird-houses
>And Pinkie, being an earth pony, was actually more than strong enough to carry it on her back
>It's weird - you felt the weight, but it didn't seem to affect your movement that much
>You trot over to Fluttershy's place
>"O-oh, hello Pinkie. C-couldn't Anon make it, since you're delivering for him?"
>You reflexively bit your lip
"Actually, Fluttershy, this is a bit of a doozy"
>Wait, you'd never use the word 'doozy'
>But you were certain Pinkie hadn't consciously influenced you either
>Were you absorbing parts of her personality?
>Were you being absorbed into hers?
>Holy existential crisis, batman!
>"A-a doozy? Oh my, is everything alright?"
"It's complicated, 'shy. But the quick version is Twilight, Anon and I did some weird science, and by accident, Anon got stuck in my body!"
>Wait, what?
>Why were you referring to yourself like that?
>Probably not to break Fluttershy's fragile mind
>"O-oh my! Are the two of you alright?"
>"Yes indeedily! Anon's staying with me while Twilight works on a cure, and I'm doing my best to make it super duper great, and so far he seems to not hate it! He can see, hear and feel everything I feel - and even take control of my body. It's kinda weird, but it's not so bad - especially since I trust him completely. He was actually in control when explaining the situation."
>Fluttershy looked like she needed a moment
>Several slow blinks
>"I-I'm sorry, this is just a lot to take in. Is there anything I can do to help?"
>"You heard her, Anon. Is there?"
"N-no, not at the moment....thanks for offering, though, flutts. But hey, on the bright side, we brought you those bird-houses you commissioned."
>"Oooh! We could help you install them! Have some time to just relax and share the company of friends for a while? I'm pretty sure that's what I'd want if I was in Anon's situation."
>Fluttershy gives an excited flap of her wings
>"Oh, that would be lovely! And...maybe you'd like to help me bathe the animals after that?"
>"What do you say, Nonny?"
"Sure, that sounds great."
>The two(three) of you grabbed the bird-houses and headed over to a small copse of trees
>Fluttershy, being a pegasus, and the expert on Bird Feng Shui, hung up most of the bird-houses, while you, in control of Pinkie's body, handed them to her, occasionally bouncing up and hanging one up yourself, with about the widest grin you could muster
>"Y-you're quite a help, ...Um...Anon, right?"
>You nod
"Uh-huh! Pinkie was super gracious and let me have control. I just hope I'm not depriving her of any fun"
>Your tone is a bit tongue-in-cheek
>Fluttershy looks pleased
>"Oh, yes, Pinkie is one of the sweetest ponies I know."
>She looks down at the now-empty crate
>"Um...It looks like we're done. Time to bathe the animals - I-if...if you don't mind, that is."
"Of course not, flutts!"
>You bounce over to the bathing station Fluttershy had set up earlier
>She seemed pretty organized, in her own shy, neurotic way
'You're right, Nonny - in some ways, she might even surpass Twilight in terms of obsessive knowledge and planning'
>Pinkie's thoughts echoed within your shared mind
'Thought as much. She's a lovely pony in general, and the amount of effort and dedication she puts in to care for her animals...it's staggering'
>Meanwhile, Fluttershy had started explaining how to wash the...
>Was that a god-damn timberwolf?
"U-Um...fluttershy...is that a timberwolf?"
>"O-oh! Yes! D-don't worry, he's tame. Yes he is~"
>She demonstrated by lovingly caressing the timberwolf's head
>And by golly, it leaned into it, letting out a low, satisfied sound that sounded like trees falling in the forest
>There was another weird animal there, though, that also caught your attention
>Well, it caught your attention because it was NOT an animal
>It was a pony
>Brown of coat, auburn of mane
>Wore a hairband
"Uh...fluttershy? What's a pony doing here?"
>"Oh, you mean Amber! Amber, say hi to the kind mare."
>And then you understood why she was grouped in with the animals
>A tentacle sprouted from the seemingly innocent mare's side, and her entire form rippled, eyes appearing in place of a cutie mark
>"Pleased to meet you~"
>She held out her tentacle to shake
>You couldn't help but return the gesture out of pure muscle memory
>Damnit Pinkie
>Well it's not her fault
>"Amber here's actually an Extra-terrestrial! Oh, she's so fascinating! She's actually a shapeshifter, you know. Amber, would you mind showing Pinkie your true form?"
>The mare hesitated for a while, then cast another glance towards Fluttershy, then gulped
>The Mare's skin peeled off and she turned inside out, morhphing into a blob of long, spindly, chitinous yet fleshy legs, covered in teeth, antennae and eyes
>From one of "her" numerous mouths, you could hear something along the lines of 'I'm sorry I'm hideous' muttered over and over again
>You...
>You recognized 'her'
>Oh god
>The Thing?
>From the John Carpenter movie?
>Fuck
>Fluttershy cut in
>"Isn't nature fascinating? Okay Amber, you can change back now, if you like"
>And in seconds, the mare was back to normal
>She was crying
>Fluttershy put a hoof on her shoulder
>"You're very brave, Amber. I'm proud of you."
>Pinkie'd been surprisingly silent
>And funny you should say that
>You suddenly felt an aftershock of pure terror, which almost made you vomit
>'Sweet Celestia, Nonny! What sort of movies did you have back on earth?!'
'...yeah, I'm not gonna pretend there isn't some twisted stuff in the human cinematic repertoire. I wish you'd go for the happier, non-traumatizing memories'
>While Fluttershy comforted Amber, you shakily started bathing animals
>First up was Angel Bunny
>Now, Angel Bunny is a shit-ass little nigger
>But this time?
>This time he didn't seem that hostile to you
>...
>Right
>Huh. Did Angel Bunny have a thing for Pinkie?
>Or just a massive hateboner for you?
>Well, whichever it was, he allowed you to soap him up, then rinse him with nigh-scalding water
>Then you dried him off, and by god, his fur went maximum poof
>You couldn't help but giggle
>He shot you a deathglare, but just waddled off with half a carrot in his paw
>The next couple of animals weren't nearly as forgiving
>One was a Rhino(!) that did not want to be cleaned, it seemed
>It ran you over, dragging you through the mud, and even a whole bunch of bushes
>However, Fluttershy saw this, and whistled for the animal
>It became docile, and headed back to her
>It reluctantly allowed you to scrub it after Fluttershy had given her assurances
>She herself was busy polishing the Timberwolf's claws
>And you could've sworn it looked like the wooden creature was...
>Ticklish?
>Oh gosh, that was pretty fucking adorable
>'Nonny, you swear a lot. Just figured I'd point that out'
'Heh. Sorry Pinkie.'
>'Eh, 's fine, no skin off of my back. Just an observation, ya big goof'
>Eventually, all of Fluttershy's animals have been bathed and gotten manicures and pedicures
>You should by rights be exhausted, but it's like Pinkie's body is lending you more energy
>You look pretty beat up though
>"Oh, thank you - the both of you - for your help! I really appreciate it."
>"Aw, it's not a problem, 'shy! We're glad to help! But for now, we might need a bath."
>She giggled
>"Pinkie?"
>"Yep!"
>"I managed to tell the difference! yay."
>You say your goodbyes to Fluttershy and head out
>Pinkie takes control again, leading you towards Sugarcube corner
'Anything wrong, Pinkie?'
>'Oh, no no, Anon! It's just really really weird to be on the sidelines, doing next to nothing in your own body, if you see what I mean.'
'Oh, yeah, that makes sense'
>The two of you share a surprisingly not-awkward silence
>Well, you don't feel like it's awkward, at least
>You don't mean to eavesdrop, but you start hearing some of Pinkie's thoughts
>'It's weird having him in me like this, but...it's also nice. I guess I wouldn't mind if Twilight's cure didn't wo- No! Bad Pinkie! Bad!'
>You could hear a loud mental sigh
>And couldn't help but project some worry
'Pinkie, you alright?'
>'Hm? Oh, yeah! I'm doing great, silly nonny. At worst, I'm just thinking a bit too much!"
>You get to Sugarcube corner
>Pinkie greets the Cakes and heads upstairs
>She gives Gummy a great big hug, then starts to draw a bath
>You feel her pulse starting to race
>The heat in the cheeks returns
>Her knees become slightly shaky
'P-pinkie? What's the matter?'
>For a minute, the only thing you hear is the sound of running water
>'A-anon...I...'
'Take your time'
>'I,,,you wouldn't think it, but...I guess I'm a bit shy'
>You feel a wave of self-criticism washing over your collective mind
>...
>To be fair, you get it
>You yourself had never really gotten over your shyness of this sort of intimate situation
>Hell, you'd never been close to THIS intimate with someone before
>Mostly because you'd had no access to crazy unicorn magic
>But you understood, you liked to think
>At least somewhat
>Just for a moment, you imagine what it'd be like with the situation reversed
>Holy shit, you'd have been mortified
'Pinkie...I'm sorry. I'll try my best not to peek.'
>With that, you concentrate on making a mental sensory deprivation tank
>You lower yourself into the ice-cold mental waters of celibacy and un-lewd thoughts, and shut the door
>You don't know how long you're in there, but you glide into a sort of zen trance
>And then there's a knock on the door
>'Nonny?'
>It's Pinkie's voice
>It doesn't take much to hear the vulnerability in it
>But...
>There's also hope?
>You open the door and step out
>You feel a need to hiss at the bright light
>You would quote Bane, but really not the time
'Yes, Pinkie?'
>'...I...I thought about it, and I think it'll be alright...with you'
>You hook back into her senses, and it's easy to tell she's embarrassed
>But there's a surge of something swelling in her chest as well
'You sure? You don't have to if you don't want to.'
>'Nonny, I'm a grown mare - I can make my own decisions. And now I choose you...if you'll accept.'
>[Ponk gained special rule "Gets Hot!"]
>You can't refuse that, can you?
'Then...by all means, go ahead'
>You gently lead her hoof up to her cheek and rub it gently
>No, you're not sure why
>It felt right
>She goes quiet for a little, then smiles and dips her hooves in the water
>It's almost as hot as her
>In more than one sense
>She couldn't keep from letting out a few pleasured moans as she lowered the rest of her body into the hot water
>It was exhilarating to hear it - weirdly, even more so from your own mouth
>Christ, how could something so adorable be such a bombshell too?
>Your mind almost melted from the pleasure of the hot water all over you
>But oh lord
>Now you were starting to notice that Pinkie did, indeed, have a marehood
>The feeling was impossible to describe
>But goddamnit if you won't try
>It was just so...sensitive
>Just the hot water alone made your head swim
>Speaking of heads and swimming
>Pinkie held her breath, then dipped her head underwater for a couple of seconds
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>Then, back to the surface
>Her usually poofy hair has actually, for once, conformed to the laws of physics and common sense and gone straight
>A bit of a pain to have constantly in front of your eye, but at the same time, it made you even more aroused
>You'd always liked the Pinkamena look
>But never liked the fact that it tended to happen only when Pinkie was sad or angry
>"Ahh...this is kind of really great, isn't it, Nonny?"
'You can say that again.'
>She fetches a bottle of shampoo and starts soaping her mane
'...so, I guess this might be a bit out of nowhere, but at the same time, it's inevitable you'll find out, especially given the situation...'
>She tilts her head
>'Whaddya mean, Nonny?'
'...I..like you, Pinkie - and before you play oblivious - like-like - in that way.'
>'...Please don't get mad, but...I kind of already had a suspicions'
>A burst of happiness, confidence and...something else you couldn't quite put your finger on - surged through Pinkie
'O-oh...heh...I...guess it was obvious, huh...'
>A giggle brews deep inside her, and bubbles up her throat, escaping out into the world
>'It's cute, though! And...It's...it's not like I don't feel the same way.'
>Another silence
>This one, slightly awkward
>Pinkie soaps up her mane and rinses it
>God, her shampoo smells good
>'H-hey, Nonny...I know it should probably be the other way around, but...would you be okay with...'
>She sends you a bit of a mental notion of what she means
>You feel the burning in her loins
'G-go for it'
>She gingerly reaches a hoof down to her nethers
>Of course it's likely not the first time she has
>But probably the first time with an audience
>'M-mhmm!'
>...
>Well then
>She touches her hoof to her lips, and softly bites her other pair
>Sweet jesus
>Even just that sent a tingle up your spine
>Pinkie let out a soft moan
>She traced her hoof all along her marehood, sending more ripples of pleasure through the body the two of you shared
>You couldn't tell very well given you were in the bath, but you're pretty sure even without the water, she'd have been wet by this point
>She strokes back and forth a bit
>Then grabs the shampoo bottle previously used, and lowers it down towards her nethers
>You noticed now that it had a rather...inviting shape
>Suddenly, you felt it
>It felt a lot bigger than it looked
>Even just the tip
>She took her time inserting it - it seemed like she was pretty tight, judging from what you felt
>You felt a measure of relief from that, for some reason
>You could probably go into all the underlying issues you had that would make you feel like that
>But for now, you were just determined to enjoy the ride
>And it was quite enjoyable indeed
>Pinkie had clearly done this before, and inserted the bottle with grace and precision, making you shiver and shudder with pleasure
>After reaching a certain point, it just plain would not go any further, and Pinkie withdrew it, then repeated the process
>As she did so with one hoof, the other strayed down to her clit
>It was amazingly sensitive, and even the slightest touch sent your head reeling in ecstasy
>"Nnngh~!
>Pinkie continued the rhytmic insertion and flicking the bean, with subtle variations here and there
>It broke your tiny little mind, experiencing this kind of thing
>You'd give her this - she was surprisingly effective, and within too long, the two of you came synchronously, a jolt of pleasure rippling through your body
>Holy shit, nothing you'd experienced before could compare to that
>"Hahhh~!"
>Pinkie's breathing was a bit heavier, more ragged
>'Heh, that was a little embarrassing, but also so much fun! Did...did you enjoy it too, Nonny?'
'I-I did...it was good on so many levels. I...you're very skilled'
>Christ, you're blushing like crazy
>Or was that her?
>Both, you guessed
>Fuck, time to push on
'B-besides...I've never been a mare before, so that was an entirely new experience - and I r-really enjoyed it. Yeah, there, I said it. That, and...your pleasure kind of spilled over onto me, I think - that's the only reason I can think of for why it felt so crazy good'
>A little silence
>You're still soaking in the gloriously warm water
>'I really...really enjoyed myself too, Nonny! And...like most things, it became even more good and special when shared with somepony you love'
>Oh lord
>You're not sure whether her heart just started going doki doki right now, or if you were just noticing now
>In either case, it was pounding like a drum
'L-love...'
>'M-mhmm! D-don't be so surprised, Anon! I-I've...I've had these feelings for a long time, just like you - and I didn't mean to eavesdrop! It just stuck out like a sore thumb in the thought-crowd, i-if you see what I mean!'
>You smile
>It spreads to her lips
'It's alright, Pinkie. N-now...where do we go from here?'
>'We could just relax and let it develop naturally, I guess?'
'Sure'
>You make her hooves wrap themselves around her body in the weirdest hug you've given ever
>She giggles
>'love you too, Anon'
>The two of you just relax in the bath
>Then she starts humming a song
>Smile smile smile?
>And sure enough, soon enough the humming turns into full-fledged singing
>The amount of energy and enthusiasm she has is astounding
>Pretty good singing technique too, at least as far as you can tell
>Which helps you sound good and get nowhere near as tired or winded as you otherwise might
>It's comparable to a /k/ommando gushing about trigger discipline
>Even if you weren't a /mu/tant
>ANYWHO
>You decided to sing along - but right now, the mouth was occupied
>...that sounded dirty
>So you decided to sing along in mindvoice, like the good little tulpa you weer
>Eventually, the song winds down and ends
'That's another thing, Pinkie. I know you actually mean everything you just sung. That alone is amazing. And that passion of yours...it's like a flame it doesn't hurt to touch, but that still warms'
>She went a bit quiet
>But you felt a wave of gratitude and general positive feelings well up in her
>Finally, Pinkie got out of the tub and started to dry off
>And you noticed
>You had prune-hooves!
>...
>How did that even work?
>Not sure you wanted to know
>You looked into the mirror, seeing yourself-as-pinkie for the first time
>With Pinkamena hair, even
>You - well, she - was, of course, beautiful
>Suddenly, her hair poofed back up, after some drying
>Heh
>Still looking good
>You touched one of her hooves to her face
"This is...so weird. Even if I guess I should be somewhat used to it by now"
>'I understand, Nonny. I'd probably be just as weirded out if I was in your situation!"
'Just hearing that's a strangely good relief'
>Another smile
>'I WOULD say 'auntie pinkie will take care of you', but I don't know, don't you think that'd be a bit weird, considering...you know?'
>You couldn't help but chuckle
'I get what you mean, though'
>You felt Pinkie give a yawn
>It was getting to be somewhat late in the evening
'If you're tired, how about you go sleep?'
>'Sure! It's been a long day, a bit of rest couldn't hurt!'
>She finished drying herself off
>You couldn't help but shudder as the towel passed over her marehood
>Then she said good night to the Cakes, brushed her teeth and got into bed, cuddling Gummy
>'Good night, Nonny~'
'Night Pinkie'
>Her eyes closed, and there was only darkness
>But you still remain conscious
>Eventually, you feel her body go limp, but also restraining her legs, neck and stuff
>Like how it happens with humans, to prevent them from hurting themselves when sleeping
>But for now, it feels like that time you attempted lucid dreaming
>It's weird though
>Pinkie's asleep
>You can't seem to hear or feel her thoughts
>But you're still awake
>You try to move a hoof
>It works!
>...
>Now what do you do?
>It's night in Ponyville, after all, there wasn't much to do
>You try to concentrate on sleeping
>It doesn't work
>You lay there, silently cuddling Gummy all night
>Eventually, daybreak rolled around
>'Morning, Nonny!'
'Hey Pinkie..'
>'What's the matter, Nonny?'
'Couldn't sleep tonight. No, I don't know how that works'
>'Aww! Well, if you want, you can try now?'
>You yawn through her mouth
'I guess I'll try.'
>You repeat the mental sensory deprivation tank trick you did earlier, though this time for the purpose of getting some damn rest'
>Pinkie went on with her day
>Baking in sugarcube corner, and taking orders
>It astounded you how efficient she was at both
>And she's pretty much the perfect customer service pony, you realized
>She really went above and beyond the call of duty for her customers
>Sometimes even to her own detriment
>One pony'd forgotten her wallet, but Pinkie paid for her wares out of her own pocket, telling her to not think anymore of it
>And she meant it
>...
>It seemed clear you wouldn't be getting any sleep, but you did feel more rested just isolating yourself a little from Pinkie's usually intense mind
>You wondered if she could still hear you, though
>As soon as you wondered that, she winked
>Well bugger
>Seems she did
>You felt rested enough, and decided to fully tap back into her mind and sensations
>It felt amazing to be Pinkie
>Seeing the smiles of happy, friendly ponies
>Directed at you, no less!
>And always knowing what to say, it seemed
>Suddenly, the princess of friendship herself appeared out of the fucking aether
>Goddamnit Twi
>"Hiya Twilight!"
>"Hey Pinkie. Good news and bad news. Bad news is, Anon's body is gone. Good news, though, is we can grow another one - don't ask how - magic and science. We're not certain we can make it human, though. But we know we can extract his mind from yours once we have another body for him."
>Pinkie's emotions went into overdrive
>All of them
>On the inside, at least
>On the outside, she just blinked, jaw hanging slightly open
>"Pinkie, I'm sorry it's not one hundred percent ideal, but...it's the best we can do."
>Pinkie nodded
>"It's fine, Twilight, I know you're doing your best. I'm just kind of also feeling Anon's reaction to it, too."
>Twilight looked sympathetic
>"I understand, Pinkie. The cure should be ready within anywhere from 24 to 72 hours."
>With that, she teleported back out
>Pinkie misses nary a beat and keeps up the good work
>Even though a storm of emotions is roiling on the inside
>And yet, even so, you wouldn't call it a facade per se
>She really is happy and friendly, she's not faking that
>She's just also feeling a lot more, is all
>A...sort of fear of losing the thing you have right now seems to be the most prominent one
>But also a lot of smaller ones you can't seem to be able to grab a hold of, or even get a good look at before they speed on by
>It's all very fluid in here
>You can also pick up on some...reluctant acceptance that you might have to leave soon
>But it comes with a hefty side dish of sadness
>Aw
>You can't just let her keep thinking like this without any support whatsoever
>So you decide to try and exude confidence and comfort
>You're doing your best to spirit bomb Pinkie
>Goddamnit, you should've watched less DBZ
>But whatever
>Lending her your power seems to help
>And you think she feels at least somewhat better
>Eventually, her work shift ends and Mrs. Cake takes over
>Pinkie heads out
'Where we going, Pinks?'
>She shrugs
>'I dunno, Nonny! You got anything you'd like to do?'
>She relinquishes control to you
'W-well, sure, I guess...we could go hang out with somepony?'
>'Ooh, sure! Although I think fluttershy, applejack and Rarity might be a bit busy today - not to mention Twilight, for obvious reasons'
'Guess that leaves Dash, huh. Seems alright with me'
>You head over to Dash's absurd cloud palace
>On the way there, you bump into Spike
>"Oh, heya Pinkie! And..Anon, right?"
>You nod
"Yeah! Anon speaking now, actually. What's up, little guy?"
>"Not much, just been out gathering some stuff for Twilight, and right now I'm headed over to Rarity's to help her dig for gems. Also, wow, I'm sorry, but it's so weird to think that it's you in there and not Pinkie."
"Actually, it's both of us. I just have control right now."
>"Huh. That's gotta be really really weird to live with, right?"
"Very much so. Oh, hey, Spike, by the by."
>"Yes, Anon?"
"Could you tell Twilight....that I kind of...if I can't be human again after this, then I'd like to be a cute mare?"
>And suddenly, the blush is back
>Funny how that works
>Spike looks just the slightest bit uncomfortable
>"S-sure, Anon."
"Thanks, spikey! See ya 'round!"
>You give him a quick noogie then trot off
>And there it is
>Rainbow's crazy-ass cloud casa
"Rainbow?"
>You call out, straight up
>And wouldn't you know it, soon bluefast is peeking down from a cloud
>"Hiya Pinkie!"
'God damni- Pinkie, could you?'
>'Of course Nonny!'
>Pinkie sits Dash down and explains the extremely convoluted process of how the two of you got flip-turned upside down
>"What the what?! Are you saying Anon's living in you right now?! What the hay?! That's so weird!"
>She pauses
>"N-no offense, Anon."
>"So anyway, we kind of decided we wanted to hang out with you while Twilight's making that cure
>Rainbow grinned
>"Sure! Although, I was kind of settled in for some chilling out today."
>"Not a problem!"
>And within a few seconds, Pinkie had retrieved a hot air balloon
>What
>No, you didn't know either
>Dash seemed almost just as surprised, even though she'd known Pinkie for so long
>You hop into the balloon and float up into Dash's house
>Eventually you hover right next to her couch
>She's got a pretty nice and big living room
>Wait!
>Is that a fucking games console?
>Hooked up to a big-ass cloud TV no less
"Ooh, hey, what'cha playing?"
>Dash beams with pride
>"Winter wrap up simulator 2020! Just recently beat my old high score!"
"...Does it have multiplayer?"
>"Good question."
>She checks it out
>And by jove, it does.
>She hands you a controller and the two of you play Winter Wrap Up simulator on split-screen
>Using a pony controller is definitely hard, but with some help you start getting it, and soon you're competing pretty well with Dash
>Pinkie helps out with good advice on how to score the lake
>And by golly, it's super-effective!
>Dash still beats you, though
>"Hah! In your face! Yeah! Can't beat me!"
>She does an obnoxious victory dance
>You can't help but laugh
"You're so passionate, Dash."
>She stops in her tracks, blushing
>"T-thanks, Anon..I guess."
"No problem, Dash. I just calls it like I sees it!"
>She grins
>"Ya know, Anon, I like you."
"Pft, that's just because I'm currently hiding behind the cutest face in all of Equestria"
>You and her share a laugh
"Oh, hey, by the way, Dash, I never got to rent the Daring Do books before the library got replaced with that castle thing. Do you think...you could maybe read one to me? It could be something to do together, and I wouldn't have to put my clumsy hands - I mean, hooves - on your books."
>Dash beamed
>"Sure! Hold on!"
>The fastest flier in Equestria flew off, and seconds later, she came back with a whole stack of daring do books, plopping down into the hot air balloon's basket with you
>Dash can barely contain herself, and starts reading the first book to you
>You suspected she had the entire thing memorized, though, given how she kept reading even while turning the pages, and only ever stopped for breath, never stumbling
>It was pretty charming, actually, seeing Dash get so invested in something, and yet not also friendship-destroyingly competitive or aggressive
>She's cute when she's this enthusiastic, too
>And the Daring Do book seems like pretty good, if slightly schlocky, pulp adventure
>Pinkie's more than along for the ride, cheering on Daring when she's in trouble, and offering solutions
>The book is fairly short, so you get through it all
"That was awesome!"
>"I know, right?!"
"And best of all, it really seems like these books have trained your mind to be as sharp as it can! You're reading so fast and smoothly that Twilight would be jealous"
>Rainbow horse blushes
>"Aw, thanks, Anon."
"That, and your voice lends itself to reading out loud, especially this sort of cool stuff!"
>She blushes even more fiercely
>"A-anon..."
>You just smile innocently
>The moment goes on a bit, with none of you saying anything
>She leans in and kisses you on the lips
>Your turn to blush
>And Pinkie's on full pink alert
>It's kind of like red alert, but for romantic emergencies
>Unlike a red alert, though, this was more of an 'oh gosh what do I do' sort of deal
>You felt more than a little guilty, but there wasn't anything you could do to undo this
>And then you fucked
>The next morning, Dash was nowhere to be found
>Maybe she'd gone out to burn off some more energy
>Nah...she was actually a pretty lazy pony, and definitely not a morning pony
>So maybe she was feeling awkward instead
>Pinkie sure was
>And why wouldn't she be?
>She had just been possessed into fucking one of her best friends
>...and like it
>Well, shit
>You couldn't help but feel kind of guilty
>But Pinkie was trying to dissuade you from it
>And...well, she was wise enough that you trusted her, even if to many she might seem so very 'lolsorandumb'
>It alleviated the guilty feeling at least somewhat
>Suddenly, you heard a familiar sound
>Twilight's teleportation sound, to be precise
>It wasn't as marketable as "Bomf", but it was distinctive enough
>You looked out of the hot air balloon's basket
>Sure enough, Twilight was on the ground
>"Anon, the cure's done! Come down and I'll take you to the lab!"
>Oh boy!
"Coming!"
>You descended far enough down to touch Twilight, and suddenly she poofed the two of you back to her lab
>She'd rebuilt it after the accident
>Bigger
>More technical
>You spotted several tanks with...something floating in them
>Your genre-savvy tells you this is relevant to your interests
>"Alright, Anon, it wasn't easy, but I researched and grew a human male body for you! And developed a soul-extraction spell! Oh, the things you can do with the right motivation!"
>...
>Sometimes
>Just sometimes
>Twilight scared you
>"Are you ready?"
'...are we ready, Pinkie?'
>'I am, if you are'
"Alright, let's do it"
>Twilight's horn glowed, and your vision faded to black
>No explosions this time
>When you came to, you were laying on a slab
>Twilight, are you secretly goddamn Frank-N-Furter?
>Your eyes started focusing
>You moved your hoof in front of your face
>And...
>Holy shit, it was a human hand!
>And you could see Pinkie and Twilight standing over you
>"Glad to have you back to normal, Anonymous"
>The end