>You stare at Pinkie incredulously.
"Fucking seriously?"
>She gives you a Cheshire grin, holding the bag of pop rocks in her teeth and balancing a bottle of coke on her hoof.
>THIS is the price of fucking a pony?
>Maybe some other pony will fuck you.
>Oh wait, you're a hopeless, kissless, spaghetti-filled virgin.
>Welp, nothing to lose.
"Fine."
>She squees, and you sigh.
>What did you just fucking get yourself into?
>She leads you up into her room and shuts the door behind you, grinning mischievously as she turns the lock.
>Maybe you should back out of this-
>Pinkie pushes you onto the bed, before yanking your pants down in one fell swoop.
>Fucking Pinkie.
>You're already hard. You gotta admit, this kinda attention is kinda turning you on. Even if she's subjecting you to some crazy fetish.
>The long, slow lick she gives your dick doesn't help.
>She produces a funnel, and gives you that slightly unnerving yet arousing smile.
>Last chance to back out, Anon.
>...
>Fuck it, we're doing it live.
>Pinkie holds the edge of the funnel in her teeth while she squits some goo, presumably lube, onto the tip of your dick from a tube.
>SHIT THAT'S COLD.
Shit nigger what the fuck am I writing
