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With a squeal of delight, the pink pony gently massaged the tip of the shaft, using her supple tongue to tease maddeningly. Slowly she began to caress the length with long strokes, coating it with her copious saliva, before noisily slurping the resulting mess back into her mouth. There was a flash of teeth and smiling blue eyes as she grinned, looking up before plunging the object of her affection into her hungry maw. Rhythmic slurping could be heard my anypony nearby as she began to bob her head up and down, her tongue curling artfully around the shaft and lingering behind her supple lips on each up stroke. Moans of pleasure and muffled humm

{Alternate Ending 2: Bitter} As the sun crested the hills beyond the Everfree Forest, and the silhouette of Canterlot glowed golden in the distance, Fluttershy squeezed her eyes shut against the light. The wind caressed her wings and gently flowed through her mane and tail as it whipped behind her like a glorious banner. Smiling happily, she turned her head away from the dawn’s glow to open her eyes and see the svelte form of a blue pegasus next to her. Holding her hoof, the rainbow maned mare grinned devilishly back at her as they shared a morning flight. Always a weak flier, the yellow mare rarely left the ground where her beloved a

And The Sun Was Going Down{On Pinkie Pie} Part 3: Night Terrors Twilight awoke from a dream. A very warm and pleasant dream. She tried to remember what it was, but it slipped away from her as her mind tried to drag her back into slumber. Suddenly the fog of sleep lifted as she realized she was in a strange bed, in a strange room, with a hoof that didn't belong to her draped over her chest. Her eyes went wide, and her pupils contracted, as the memories of the night flooded back into her head.The realization that none of it had been a dream hit her and made her tingle in ways both horrible and wonderful at the same time. She had just slept w

And The Sun Was Going Down{On Pinkie Pie} Part 1: Sunset Dear Princess Celestia, I apologise for interrupting your busy schedule for such a trivial matter, but I am afraid that Pinkie Pie is holding me at pie-point. That is, she is threatening to hit me with a pie if I do not send this letter to you. Again, my apologies. After the Gala my friend, Pinkie, saw how happy you were after we had caused such a disruption. You thanked her for the good time that you had and I am afraid that she has gotten it into her head that you just need to experience a real party, Pinkie Pie Style. She wants to throw you a party in thanks for inviting us all