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- >the next morning
- >Pinkie walks around in her room, worrying her little head
- >"Oh, Gummy, what should I do? This is bad!"
- >the wise alligator blinks at his owner, slowly, one eye after the other
- >"What? No! I cannot go out there...talk to them? Are you crazy? Gummy, look at me."
- >she stops, turns around to look her pet directly into the eyes, who in response tilts his head
- >she hasn't slept very well last night
- >actually, she wonders if she slept at all
- >"I don't know what to say. ME. PINKIE PIE. NOT KNOWING WHAT TO SAY."
- >the small green critter straightens his head, opens his mouth, as if he was about to say something - and then just closes it again
- >"What do you mean, "Ask for help"? Who could I ask for help? Oh..."
- >she plumps down on her butt in frustration, drawing a small circle with her right forehoof
- >"I know I can't stay in here forever...hm? You think Twilight could help me? Why she?"
- >Gummy mimics the pose of Pinkie
- >"Hm...I guess you're right. She is a smartysmartpants. Maybe she can even help me with feeling all funny all the time when these get full."
- >she pokes her teats with one of her fronthooves
- >they're slightly swollen, but not so full that it causes her any problems. Yet.
- >she gets up and pauses a moment
- >"or get emptied. Or in general."
- >she puts one of her fronthooves to her chin
- >"Hm..."
- >then shrugs
- >"Now, I only need to get out of here..."
- >as if on request, there is a knock on the door
- >"Pinkie? Are you alright? Hello?"
- >Pinkie immediately recognizes the voice of the chubby blue mare
- >uh-oh. Now she has to think fast.
- >"Pinkie? I know it is your day off, but you didn't even come down for breakfast. Are you ok? Listen, we need to ta-"
- >Pinkie dashes to the door and practically tears it open, to much surprise of Mrs Cake
- >"GOODMORNINGMRSCAKEHOWAREYOUIAMFINEBUTIREALLYNEEDTOGO.."
- >"P-Pinkie-wait-no"
- >"..VERYIMPORTANTCANNOTSTAYWOULDLOVETOSTAYREALLY..."
- >as the hastily made up excuse torrents out of her mouth, Pinkie steadily makes her way through the hallway towards the steps
- >she pauses for a short moment as she sees, or rather doesn't see the mess she has made last night, breathing in sharply through her closed teeth
- >a quick glance back at the befuddled mare and she continues her incoherent speech
- >"ANDTHISISWHYIMUSTGONOWWEWILLTALKLATERWHENICOMEBACKOK..."
- >"But-Pinkie-what-why"
- >Pinkie now arrives at the main room, Mr Cake standing behind the counter, Mrs Cake following her and trying to get a single word through her barrage of language
- >"OHHAIMRCAKEIMUSTLEAVEALREADYTOLDMRSCAKEVERYURGENTSEEYOUALLLATERBYE!"
- >and with that she slams the door shut, leaving the store and leaving behind two very confused ponies
- >"What was that all about? Honey, did you manage to talk to her?"
- >"No, sweetie, I simply couldn't get a single word to her."
- >"Strange, even for Pinkie. You think it was her who...well?"
- >"I think we can be rather sure now. I've never seen her so evasive."
- >"Oh..Oh my."
- >He starts to blush deeply
- >"Phew...that went well!"
- >she looks up for a second, enjoying the warm sun on her face
- >just being outside after such a long time instantly brightens up her mood
- >she cannot wait to go to the library and meet Twilight talk to her about her...condition
- >surely things will be better once she talked about her issues
- >it did help when she finally spoke to the Cakes, after all
- >wait
- >she once again puts her fronthoof against her chin
- >if talking to the Cakes helped her with her problems and secrets she had with the Cakes, why doesn't she go talking to the Cakes?
- >she moans as a slight headache floods her skull
- >"Ugh...too much thinking and worrying..who am I, Thinkie Pie?"
- >with that said, she starts to bounce towards the library
- >and then stops abruptly
- >it has been an entire day since she drained herself and judging by how her teats slapped into her underside with each bounce, she greatly underestimated how full she is
- >"Maybe walking is better...", she mumbles to herself, her cheeks blushing as she looks around if anypony has seen her strange start
- >trotting down the streets of Ponyville, Pinkie just couldn't keep her mind off her jiggling udder
- >each step she makes her teats swing in rhythm with her body, while the fresh morning air gently touches her exposed nipples
- >she isn't used to walking around with her relatively new but large assets out in the fresh air
- >she casts nervous looks around, hoping to avoid anypony seeing her getting all hot and bothered from just doing a small morning walk
- >her breathing quickens, she starts to sweat
- >every mare so sensitive when she starts to give milk? How do they manage this? Is this something you just get used to after a while?
- >part of her wishes she would have stayed back so she could ask MrsCake these questions
- >quick, strong breaths out of her nose, her cheeks redden
- >she can feel the delicious cargo slosh inside of her, begging to be released
- >each time she passes a small alley, the idea of just jumping in and trying to relief herself of as much as she can becomes more attractive
- >luckily, one of the great things about Ponyville is how it seems large, but everything important is actually only few minutes by hoof apart
- >she lets out a sigh of relief when she spots the familiar tree
- >As she arrives at the tree-building, she allows herself to cool down for a bit, first
- >then knocks on the door
- >"yeah, yeah, moment please!"
- >as the door opens, Pinkie is greeted by a small purple dragon, clad in apron and holding a broom in his hand
- >"Pinkie! Well, didn't see you in a while."
- >"Hey Spike! Uhm, yeah...I was...busy. Is Twilight here?"
- >"Sure, I'll get her. Come in!"
- >they both enter the library
- >where is Twilight? Pinkie can't see her
- >"TWILIGHT! TWI!", the Spike shouts
- >a voice shouts back from the basement
- >"EUGH! WHAT IS IT, I TOLD YOU TO NOT DISTURB M-"
- >and with that a small explosion shakes the building
- >the door to the basement jumps open, purple smoke creeping out of it
- >*cough* *hack* *coughcough*
- >the purple unicorn emerges from the dark clouds
- >she flaps her hoof around in order to disperse some of the burnt, yet sweet smelling smoke
- >"Spikeee, I told to not disturb me! This is a very complicated experiment! Now I have to start all over again!"
- >Twilight opens her eyes and immediately sees Pinkie
- >"Pinkie!"
- >"Twilight!"
- >both of the mares hug each other
- >"Pinkie, I haven't seen you outside of Sugarcube Corner in weeks! We were worried that you were sick!"
- >she looks at Spike
- >"I'm sorry Spike, I didn't want to yell at you. This experiment is really stressing me out. You know I mustn't disappoint the princess!"
- >"Yeah, I know. I'll just go back to doing my thing now.", he said, while pointing randomly over his shoulder
- >"So, Pinkie, how are you?"
- >"Oh, I'm super duper fine, well apart from that thing that is kinda embarrassing for me. And that other thing that is even more embarrassing."
- >"Pinkie, what-"
- >"Which is why I am here. Because you're superdupersmart and read a lot of books so maybe you can help me."
- >"Well I can try, but-"
- >"But you have to promise me to tell no one about what I'm going to tell you, ok?"
- >"Alright."
- >"Pinkie-Pie-swear?"
- >*sigh* "Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eyAAH!"
- >Twilight flinches from the pain of touching her eye
- >"Now, what is it that you need my help with so badly?"
- >Pinkie looks nervously over her shoulder, at the dragon who seems to be busy swinging a broom and humming a tune which sounds an awful lot like the intro to something
- >"Twilight, I..."
- >she leans closer to her friend and begins to whisper into her ear
- >"Uh huh. Oh. Wait WHAT?!"
- >"But that's not the big problem, Twi, you see last night..."
- >again whispering
- >Spike's interest has been piqued after Twilight's first shocked reaction
- >"You did WHAT?!"
- >"Yeah, and then I felt so you know...and..."
- >What are these two talking about?
- >"PINKIE! Are you serious?!"
- >"Damnit, I don't understand a single thing!", Spike thinks, at this point only pretending to be sweeping the floor
- >"MMhm-hm...you see, the problem is..."
- >"Oh dear Celestia..."
- >Twilight's eyes go wide as she tries to process the information she was just given, sinking down to sit
- >"You're telling that you're..."
- >Twilight shoots a quick glance between Pinkie's legs
- >Pinkie nods
- >"Mmmmh-hm.."
- >"And then last night you saw them...and you watched...and now you think they know."
- >more nods
- >"Yes..."
- >Pinkie smiles nervously
- >suddenly it occurs to her that this might not have been the best idea
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