I swear, I must love doing these things to myself.

So as you know I riffed “Marshmallow Holes” a story by a rather infamous writer on Fimfic, Bronystories. After I finished it up, we actually got to talking a bit. (Found out he’s a Fluttershy fan also yay!) And I had asked him if he ever wanted to riff with me and if there were any other stories that he wanted to see me personally tackle.

Well, there was. And it’s this one. And I really wish I had done my research on this story, because it has two factors in it that I have trouble viewing or riffing.

Not only is it a gay clopfic, but it’s a RULE 63 clopfic. I have NEVER done one of those before, read, reviewed, or riffed.

That’s changing today though. And hoo boy, this is gonna be a tough one.

My friends, here’s Pin the Tail on the Griffin.

        Pinkie: I never knew that there was so many neat things in here T!

        twow: Yeah. And a lot of them aren’t done yet.

        Pinkie: So?

        twow: You could get hurt.

        Pinkie: Aw, silly! Look at this little red and white ball? Is it dangerous?

        twow: If you call the possibility of being pulled into another dimension safe, then no.

        Rainbow Dash (from TV): That does what again?!

twow: I was fuming about Mykan’s issues with dimensions, so I was messing around with dimensional gates.

        Dash: And how did that go?

        twow: Got myself trapped in a different dimension for three hours.

        Pinkie: Was it fun?

        twow: Everyone was a tree.

        Pinkie: Oh...

        Dash: Sounds...not fun at all. But hey, I think you’ve got company coming twow.

        twow: Really? Which pony is it gonn-

        (A female griffon flies down the stairs and lands in front of Pinkie and twow.)

        twow: You know what, I don’t know whether to be surprised or terrified.

        Dash: twow, meet my old friend Gilda!

        twow: I thought you two weren’t friends.

        Gilda: She found me a little later and asked if she could cash in a favor.

        twow: And that was...

        Gilda: To meet you. I’m not very happy of her being here though.

        Pinkie: Aww Gilda! It’s a new day! Can’t we be friends, or at least try?

        twow: I think you two are gonna need some bonding time.

        Dash: And I have the perfect way!

        (The lab doors slam shut and lock)

        twow: Because OF COURSE.

        Gilda: Um, Dash? What’s going on!

        Pinkie: Silly! Dash trapped us all in here and now we get to read a bad fanfic!

        Gilda: ...what?

        twow: Don’t worry. I’m like a pro at this now. What is it Dash?

        Dash: Ever heard of a story called “Pin the Tail on the Griffin?”

        twow: Annnnd now I don’t wanna have eyes.

        Pinkie: You’ve heard of this one T?

twow: I’ve HEARD of it. I don’t know what it entails, but there’s one thing that we should be afraid of.

Gilda: And that is?

        twow: It was written by Bronystories.

        Pinkie: (eyes wide) Oh...

        twow: Yup. Get ready Gilda, because this is more than likely gonna hurt.

        *BUZZ*

        All: We’ve got story sign!

After flying a good distance from Sugarlump Corner, Gideon the Griffon touched down in a tree. He had never been so thoroughly humiliated in all his life. To vent his anger, the griffon slashed the tree's thick trunk with his talons. The 'party' held in his honor did nothing but drive a wedge between him and his former coltfriend. He felt nothing but contempt for the other party goers.

        Pinkie: Silly story! Gilda is a female!

        Gilda: Wait, what?!

        twow: Oh boy. This story is a Rule 63 story.

        Gilda: A what?

        Pinkie: That means that all us females are males now!

        Gilda: Oh. Okay. Because this wasn’t weird enough.

"What a bunch of total dweebs," Gideon said, as he traced his talon across the deep gashes he made in the wood, "Making me look like an asshat in front of Rainbow Blitz."

twow: Nah, you kinda did that to yourself. 

As he thought about his ex-coltfriend's supple, athletic body, Gideon's griffonhood began to rise.

Pinkie: Rising like bread dough!

twow: I will never eat your bread again.        

"Blitz and I are ten times as cool as the rest of those Ponyville pussies put together," he said, angrily, "Now Rainbow hates me; all because of that lame-o party." Gideon let out a melancholy sigh as he began to slowly jerk his shaft.

        Gilda: Because when I’m upset, I start masturbating.

        twow: Seems legit.

Though his talons were strong enough to tear through tree trunks, the griffon had learned how to use them to gently stroke his member.

        Pinkie: Wouldn’t they still be in the way?

        twow: Maybe?

        Gilda: I’ve learned to be very careful with them.

"You always were too cool for this place, Blitzy," Gideon said, longingly, "Whatever happened to us?" The griffon rested his back against the tree and enjoyed a pity masturbation session, more commonly known as wangst.

        twow: I’ve...actually never heard of that before.

Gideon's cold, textured bird claws felt amazing against his hot shaft. The griffon moaned as he pictured Blitz's inviting back door.

        Pinkie: I hope he knocked first!

        twow and Gilda: (facepalm/claw)

"What's wrong, Gideon-kun?" the imaginary Blitz taunted as he suggestively wiggled his ass cheeks, "Could it be you're craving my sonic rainbooms?" As was often the case with winged mythical creatures, Gideon's arousal resulted in a massive wingboner.

        twow: Really though, can griffons even get those?!

        Gilda: Who told you they COULDN’T?

        twow: Oh dear god...

Precum dribbled down his shaft as the griffon groaned, stroking himself faster. He felt every vein; every fold of skin on his glorious throbbing dick. With his other claw, the griffon started fondling and massaging his furry balls. Gideon's prehensile lion-like tail wrapped itself around the branch where he was sitting.

        twow: I gotta hand it to this guy, he goes all the way.

        Gilda: Ew.

"Ohh," the griffon moaned as his stimulated member caused euphoric sensations to swell within him. As Gideon continued to play with his balls, he moved his other hand off of his shaft and cupped it around his cock head. Working his privates like a mortar and pestle, the griffon hoped to grind out an orgasm.

        Pinkie: He’s not a car.

        twow: Pinkie, what...

As Gideon sensed he was about to cum, he glanced around to make sure nopony was headed his way. When the griffon saw that the coast was clear, he flew up into the sky for a dramatic climax.

Flying with a wingboner is like trying to run with feet that are asleep. The body moves without being able to feel a thing, while giving a tingling sensation at the same time.

        twow: Then why the fuck did you take off?!

As he soared higher, both of Gideon's claws were furiously beating his meat. the griffon strained and grunted; partially from trying to remain airborne, but mostly because he was about to ejaculate.

        Pinkie: I don’t understand how he’s still in the air.

        Gilda: A lot of effort.

He closed his eyes and pictured Rainbow Blitz sucking him off.

"Oh, you give the best rainblow jobs," Gideon said, fondly. The griffon imagined the stallion's blue lips making a tight seal around his shaft as the pony's tongue tickled his tip.

        Gilda: Why does everyone assume that I’m sexually attracted to Dash?

        twow: The same reason that Dash is paired with Fluttershy.

        Pinkie: Or me!

        Gilda: And that reason is?

        twow: Rainbow is shipped with EVERYTHING.

"Blitz!" Gideon said, "I'm cumming!" The griffon shot his load as he did an aerial somersault, spraying thick gooey ropes of his bird seed in all directions. Below the griffon, his sticky cum fell upon the grass, like a rain that was rich in protein.

        twow: “And then somepony looked up and got it right in the eye.”

        Pinkie: “Screaming began.”

Landing on a cloud, Gideon lay back to enjoy the afterglow of his orgasm. The griffon played with his now-flaccid penis as he thought about Rainbow Blitz. He imagined his coltfriend's firm stallionhood reaming his furry griffon butt.

        Gilda: That is not something that I want to envision.

        Dash: (from TV) Neither do I!

        twow: So, it would be enjoyable if they were females? (smacked by Gilda and Dash)

 However, once the temporary high faded, the daydreams stopped and Gideon was forced back to his harsh reality.

"It's all that pink pony's fault," Gideon said, as he tore off a small piece of cloud and ripped it to tiny bits, "That butthole ruined everything."

        twow: Didn’t Dash set up those pranks?

        Pinkie: Yeah! Gilda got really mad though...

        Gilda: About that...

As he sat there sulking, a sly smile crossed Gideon's beak.

"I groove on a good prank as much as the next griffon," he said, sinisterly, "Bubble Berry likes to play pranks, so I'll give him a prank he'll never forget."

        Gilda: “It’ll involve claws.”

        Pinkie: “And chocolate rain.”

        twow: “I’ll get the apples.”

It was night at Sugerlump Corner when Gideon came sneaking around outside.

        twow: Did...did he change the shop’s gender?

        Pinkie: Maybe? I like it!

 The tall, slender Cherry Cake and her stout husband Cheese Cake were off at a plot contrivance convention, leaving Bubble Berry to mind the store in their absence.

        twow: “You’re a funny guy narrator.”

The pink stallion was asleep in his upstairs bedroom. He wore bright pink pajamas with a matching pink cap that drooped down on one side of his face.

        Gilda: Geez, we get it! He likes pink!

The sound of gears turning and mechanical grinding woke the pony from his slumber.

"I'm awake!" Berry said, sitting up in a panic. The stallion heard a loud shriek and a thud come from below.

        Gilda: Light sleeper?

        twow: I’m more worried about the GEARS.

"Bakery bandits!" the pink stallion shouted, "They've come to steal our dough!" The party pony tossed off his pajamas, grabbed a whiffle bat in his mouth and ran downstairs to stop the robbery.

        twow: If I ever saw a stallion running at me with a bat, I’d get the hell out of Dodge.

        Gilda: You find him threatening?

        twow: This is Pinkie, or at least the male side. And I find that MORE scary.

As Berry entered the bakery, he didn't find any thieves. Instead, he found a familiar griffon lying face down on the table. His arms and legs were tied down with ropes as his bottom hung over the edge of the table. The once proud griffon was now humiliated as he lay bound on his stomach presenting himself to the pink pony. Berry set the bat down and slowly approached the intruder.

        Pinkie: Um, what is that?

        twow: A trap, and a very perverted one at that.

"Well, it looks like the Cake's security measures are working just fine," Berry said as he circled the table, unable to take his eyes off of the griffon, "So Gideon, what brings you back to my little candy kitchen?"

        twow: Who...what...why...WHO’S SECURITY WORKS LIKE THAT?!

        Gilda: I’m kinda glad I left that party now.

"Let me go, dick cheese!" the griffon shouted indignantly, "Go screw yourself with a splintered rolling pin!"

        Gilda: Wow. I can be a jerk, but I wouldn’t say that.

        twow: That sounds painful as HELL.

        Pinkie: What kind of cheese is that again? Does it really exist?

        twow: Pinkie, I SWEAR...

"Still a big meanie pants I see," Berry said with a sad sigh, "Maybe you'll be nicer after one of my special private parties..."

"Private...parties?" Gideon asked, hesitantly.

        Pinkie: (rubbing her hooves together) “They’re private for a reason...”

        twow and Gilda: (move away from Pinkie)

Berry ran a hoof along the immobilized griffon's backside, causing Gideon to shiver. The griffon's long tail twitched nervously as the stallion stared lustfully at the flaccid griffonhood dangling below the table.

        twow: Wait, can you always see your dick?

        Gilda: Don’t ask me. I’m a female.

        twow: I...well seeing as how Gideon is gay, he very well might have gotten hard again.

        Pinkie: But the story said he was flaccid!

        Gilda: Subject change time.

"Gee Gideon," Berry said, coyly, "Laying on this table all trussed up makes you look like a turkey."

The horny pony leaned over the table and put his weight on Gideon's back. The pink stallion moved close to whisper in the griffon's ear.

"What do you say we make you a stuffed turkey?" Berry said, threateningly. Gideon let out a loud gulp.

        twow: “It’s Thanksgiving time.”

As the pink stallion went back upstairs to get some supplies, the griffon looked around for anything that could help him escape. Gideon struggled against his restraints, but it was no use. He wasn't going anywhere.

        Gilda: That’s the purpose of a trap.

        Pinkie: I don’t think the Cakes set this up.

        twow: Break time. I need to prepare for this.

        twow: Alright, how are we all dealing with this?

        Pinkie: I’m...not sure.

        Gilda: I’m annoyed. This story is not portraying how I would act.

        twow: Oh?

Gilda: Duh. Look at me now. I apologized to Dash and even though I don’t want to be here with that pink annoyance, I am.

        Pinkie: Gilda, I...

        twow: Hold up Pinkie. We need to deal with this.

        Gilda: Deal with what?

twow: I get that you don’t like Pinkie. But what I don’t understand is why you were such a jerk to her in the FIRST place?

        Gilda: Excuse me?

        twow: You heard me. Explain.

        Gilda: And if I don’t.

        twow: Dash isn’t gonna let us out until we finish and I can simply not read this.

Gilda: (sighing) Look Pinkie. I wasn’t mean to you because of how you looked, or how you acted or anything like that.

Pinkie: Then what was it?

Gilda: It was your friendship with Dash. I saw it and I didn’t want you pulling my friend away from me. Turns out that still happened.

Pinkie: It’s alright though.

Gilda: Huh?

Pinkie: Even though you were mean to me, I already forgave you!

Gilda: You did?

Pinkie: Of course! I don’t wanna spend time angry at ponies. How can I make them smile if I can’t smile?

Gilda: Huh. You’re quite a strange pony Pinkie.

Pinkie: I do my best!

twow: Are we all good now?

Gilda: I was trying to have a moment.

twow: I think you succeeded. Being friends with Pinkie has its share of ups and down.

Gilda: Downs? With her? Like what?

twow: Riffing stories like this.

*BUZZ*

All: We’ve got story sign!

Berry came back down dragging a red chest with black trim that was labeled: 'Bubble Berry's Private Party Supplies." The bouncy stallion opened the chest as excitedly as a foal opens presents on Hearth's Warming morn.

        Pinkie: “OHMYGOSHWHATISIT?!”

        twow: I don’t wanna know.

        Gilda: I REALLY don’t.

The pink pony gave a loud squeeing sound as he found what he had been looking for. Berry pulled a blindfold and a six-inch long butt plug out of the chest. Sticking out of the wide end of the sex toy was a long, artificial purple pony tail.

        Gilda: Uhhhh...

        Pinkie: Wait, I have one of those? Why do I have one of those?

twow: One, I pray those don’t exist in your world and two, now I know why that trap exists.

 Gideon craned his neck to try and see what Berry was doing. The griffon broke into a nervous sweat when he saw Berry turn around holding the purple tail.

"I bet all griffons are just born meanie pants," Berry said, as he slid the blindfold over his eyes, "You'll be much nicer once I've made you an honorary pony."

        Gilda: Couldn’t I just get a suit or something?

"Come on, Berry," Gideon said, nervously, "You're joshin' me. This ain't funny, so untie me now!"

"But I want to play pin the tail on the griffon," Berry said, childishly, "As the guest of honor, you really should have the purple tail."

        Pinkie: Do I have other colors?

        twow: If you do, and you don’t jam it up my ass, I want the green one.

The blindfolded stallion began to hobble forward on three legs, as his right fore-hoof was holding up the butt plug.

"Just walk straight ahead and pin the tail," Berry said, happily.

"Stop it, you pink pansy!" Gideon said, panicking, "Let me go!"

        twow: Yes. Call the one that has you at his mercy names.

        Gilda: This...is not gonna end well.

        twow: It’ll end well for Berry...

Berry altered his trajectory by following the sounds of the griffon's hysterical voice.

"Don't talk," the stallion scolded, "I don't want you to make this too easy for me."

        twow: That’s some REAL Pin the tail!

        Pinkie: T! That’s awful!

        twow: It’s not better then how stallions do it. They already have the equipment.

Gideon kept his beak shut and whimpered quietly as Berry inched ever closer to the griffon's fudge pot. The pink pony eventually made contact when the tip of the plug pressed against the griffon's butt cheek. Gideon was sweating hard now as he began to tighten his asshole in fear. Berry slid the pony plug down into the griffon's sweaty crack.

        Gilda and Pinkie: Ewwwww.

twow: I’ve heard about plugging up the problem, but this is messed up. (smacked by Gilda and Pinkie)

Berry places a hoof on Gideon's butt to mark the location of his tight hole.

"Found it!" the pink stallion said, excitedly. Berry placed the butt plug in his mouth and started swirling his tongue around to get it nice and wet.

        twow: Dude! That was right between his asscheeks...i need to stab myself now...

        Pinkie: Don’t do that T! Even though that was a horrible picture in my mind...

When the plug had been sufficiently lubed, the pony shoved the whole six inches inside the griffon. Gideon let out an eagle-like shriek as the fake pony tail stuck out of his griffon ass.

        Gilda: (wince)

        twow: Ouch.

 Berry took off the blindfold and watched as Gideon struggled futily to expel the anal obstruction. His wiggling only served to make the purple tail swish back and forth.

"Now you look like a real pony!" Berry said, proudly.

        twow: Besides the lion tail, the eagle wings...

        Pinkie: Don’t forget her claws!

        Gilda: Or my beak.

The anal insertion had an immediate effect on the griffon. His wings extended to their full length and flapped hard. Being unable to lift a bolted down table, Gideon soon resigned himself to his fate and returned his ruffled feathers to a more manageable position.

        Gilda: Actually, it’s not that easy to get rid of a wingboner.

        twow: Can’t say I have experience...or wait.

        Pinkie: You don’t have wings though!

twow: Derpy accidently sprayed my wing creator on me. And I had a dirty thought while I had them.        

Gilda: Huh. This isn’t weird or anything.

 His ass kept a tight grip on the pony tail as his lion-like cock started to swell.

"I've read that when cooking a turkey, you can tell it's done when the cooking plunger pops up." Berry said as he watched the griffon's shaft engorge itself, "You're plunger's popped up, but we're not done yet. We're only just getting started."

        Gilda: Lucky me.

Now that his pony had a proper tail, Berry walked back to his toy chest to get a saddle. This special seat lay flat on the wearer's back and had straps that secured it around the belly. In the middle of the saddle was an eight-inch long knob that stuck straight up.

        Pinkie: I wouldn’t want to ride a bull while sitting on that!

        twow: I swear, the people that make these things are FUCKED in the head.

 It was made of hard plastic, yet still flexible enough to enable the user to lean back and forth with it fully inserted and not cause any injury.

The party pony was completely getting into his little game. He put on a pink cowboy hat, with a matching magenta neckerchief, a pink leather vest and magenta fringed assless chaps.

twow: Damn. If Berry had a whip, he’d be about to tame the wild lion. (smacked by Gilda)

Berry strapped the saddle around Gideon's waist, then climbed up on the table. The saddle kept the griffon's wings pinned down.

"Get off of me." Gideon said, angrily, "I'm not a stupid pony."

        Gilda: I thought the tail in my behind made me one.

        Pinkie: You gotta learn how to roleplay better!

"I think you must be," Berry said, "Otherwise you'd know that ponies aren't supposed to talk."

twow: On EARTH maybe...        

The stallion stuck a bit inside Gideon's beak and pulled the straps tight, rendering the griffon unable to speak.

Berry then grabbed the reins and positioned his pink ass over the knob of the saddle.

"I don't have any traditional lube on me," Berry said, "so I had to improvise." The stallion then pulled out a squeeze bottle of strawberry syrup. Gideon heard a sickening, squelching sound as the contents of the bottle were squeezed onto the knob. Syrup ran down its length, coating it.

        Gilda: What?!

        Pinkie: I used syrup? Wouldn’t that make it stickier?

        twow: Logically...I have no clue anymore.

The sticky red liquid dripped off the saddle and stuck to Gideon's feathered wings. Berry squirted a little syrup onto his hoof and applied it directly to his pert, pink asshole. After giving a shudder of anticipation, Bubble Berry turned around and slowly started to lower himself down onto the saddle.

        twow: “Captain! The sun’s going out!”

        Pinkie: “Ready the flag!”

        Gilda: “We go down together!”

"Ohh! Aah! Ooo!" He panted as he felt his ass become completely filled.

        twow: And he turned into a monkey.

 The pony's pink sphincter stretched wide to accommodate the sticky plastic shaft. His insides were coated in sweet strawberry sauce as his poop chute spread to welcome the rubber knob.

The pony let out a sensual moan as his pink balls touched the base of the saddle. The stallion grabbed the brim of his cowboy hat and bit his lip to stop himself from screaming.

        Pinkie: That sounds really painful.

        twow: And this is why I don’t understand anal.

Berry's eyes watered as he sat there and waited for the pain in his ass to subside before continuing. His heart beat fast as the anal agony slowly transformed into electric tinglings of pure bliss.

        Gilda: HOW does that work?!

        twow: Couldn’t tell ya, thank god.

With his ass now stuffed with a long, plastic shlong, Berry grabbed the reins and held them in his hooves.

"Giddy up, pony!" the stallion said, shaking the reins, "Move those hips!"

        Pinkie: “Now arch your back! Work harder if you wanna lose those pounds!

Gideon struggled under the weight of Berry's bulbous bubble butt.

        Gilda: Interesting choice of words.

        twow: Wonderful. Forgot how much he loves his alliteration.

The griffon's arms and legs were tied tight, but he could still move his spine. Reluctantly obeying his master's orders, the griffon arched his back up. His mount bucking upwards forced Bubble Berry's butt to connect completely with the base of the hard shaft.

        twow: Fatality.

        Pinkie: Impaled.

        Gilda: Ouch.

 When the stallion's cheeks slapped against the saddle, the pony screamed in ecstasy as a pleasureful thrill circulated throughout his body.

        Gilda: Is...is that even a WORD?

        Pinkie: What, pleasureful? Sure?

        twow: Guess I’ma have to update my dictionary.

"Atta' girl!" Berry said, as he squeezed his hind legs against the griffon's hips, "Gideon, I think you make a much better pony than you ever did a griffon!"

Gideon grumbled and cursed through the bit stuck in his beak.

"When I get out of here," Gideon thought, "I'm gonna slash that pink poof to ribbons!"

        Pinkie: If I’m a poof, then she’s a streamer!

        twow: Wouldn’t you be the streamer though?

        Pinkie: Silly T! That’s not how it works!

        twow: Hmm. Streamers are like ribbons...

        Gilda: Are you two insane?!

        twow: Getting there.

Berry cracked the reins a couple more times, further enraging the griffon.

"Harder pony!" the stallion commanded, "I want you to make like a buckin' bronco and buck my brains out!"

        twow: Clopfics have forever ruined the work “buck” for me.

Gideon repeatedly arched his back sending Berry bouncing high before the stallion slid back down the length of the slick knob. The party pony giggled as the saddle tickled him from the inside. Gideon thrust upwards in quick succession, hoping to cause the stallion some sort of painful internal damage.

        twow: Yeah, good luck with that. Pinkie’s virtually indestructible.

        Gilda: I know. I knocked her out of the SKY and she was fine.

Grabbing the griffon's real tail, Berry tied a loop in it to form a crude lasso that he twirled around as he bounced.

"Yeehaw!" the stallion shouted, "Ride 'em cowboy!"

While his real tail was being played with, Gideon's pony tail swished every time he bucked his hips. Perpetually aroused by the butt plug, the griffon's massive cock leaked a small puddle of precum onto the floor.

        Pinkie: “Clean up on isle 4!”

        twow: “Bring a mop and your mouth!”

Berry's tool was arguably having more fun than Gideon's. The stallion's thick cock was rock hard from all the anal stimulation. Berry kept cracking the reins allowing his willy to bounce freely.

The pink pony's happy meat slapped repeatedly against Gideon's folded wings. the perky pony's precum permeated his pissed off partner's plumage.

        twow: I counted. He used nine words that started with P in those two sentences.

        Pinkie: That’s quite flattering.

"You're wings are so pretty!" Berry groaned as his body received another torrent of bliss from his bouncing buggered bottom, "Your feathers are tickling Berry Jr!"

"He named his cock? Gideon thought, "What a dweeb."

        twow: And this got weirder.

        Gilda: It wasn’t already weird?!

Berry could feel his orgasm building, and he didn't want to cut the party short.

"Ut-oh, I think this pony ride is making Berry Jr. sick!" the stallion said, playfully, "I better stop before he pukes!"

        Pinkie: Uhhhh...

        twow: That’s an interesting analogy for sex.

Berry cracked the reins twice and instructed the griffon to stop bucking. After taking a moment to catch his breath, the stallion pulled out of the tall saddle knob.

Berry's cock twitched and pulsed as it was so close to orgasming; But without that last crucial bit of stimuli, the cock eventually came down from the edge. In spite of suffering a case of blue balls, Berry's stallionhood was still hard as stone and throbbing for more excitement.

        twow: Well, that’s Pinkie/Berry.

        Pinkie: What?

        twow: Never mind.

Berry tipped his pink cowboy hat forward and sauntered over to look his gift horse in the mouth.

        Gilda: ...

        twow: Oh. HA HA. YOU ARE NOT FUNNY.

Gideon stared daggers into the pink stallion as the bit was removed from the griffon's beak. The beleaguered beast was too fatigued from all the bouncing to do anything but gasp for breath. The slickened saddle still kept the proud griffon's wings pinned down.

        Pinkie: But I’m not sitting on it anymore.

        Gilda: Yeah, I thought your weight held it down.

        twow: Reason must be holding you down.

"It gets powerfully lonesome out here on her range," Berry said, doing his best Applejack impression, "Sometimes a randy old cowpoke like myself has no alternative but to turn to his trusty horse for companionship."

        twow: I’m pretty sure that real cowboys don’t fuck their horses.

The stallion walked around to Gideon's rear and lifted up his purple pony tail. Below the butt plug, Berry could see the griffon's throbbing dick was aching for some contact.

"Oh no!" Berry said, in mocking concern, "Poor Trigger's swollen up from a snake bite! Don't worry, old paint! Cowboy Berry will suck out the poison!"

        Gilda: I know where THIS is going.

The pink stallion sat down and pulled Gideon's cock close to his face. The griffon flinched as he felt Berry's hot breath against his erect griffonhood.

        Pinkie: Wait. In his roleplaying, Gideon got bitten there?

        twow: OWWWW.

"Please," Gideon said, weakly, "You've had your fun. Just let me go-oh!" The griffon let out a shout of surprise as the pink pony started playing with the film griffonhood.

Berry ran his tongue slowly along the length of Gideon's dick. The griffon shuddered in pleasure as the pink pony pressed his pink lips against the cock head. The stallion let out a sensual moan as he slowly slid the tip of the hot shaft between his moist mouth.

        Gilda: Huh.

        Pinkie: Is that all?

        Gilda: Pretty much. Waiting on twow.

        twow: I got nothing.

Bubble Berry had always been a size queen, and the well-endowed griffon did not disappoint. Gideon's shlong barely fit in the stallion's mouth.

"By the opulent orbs of Prince Solaris!" Berry thought, "This griffon is hung like a horse!"

        twow: Or...like a lion.

Berry struggled inch by inch to fit the whole shaft inside. The stallion choked as the griffon's massive length slid past his lips and towards the back of his throat. Gideon gave a grateful groan as the pink party pony continued to work his magic touch.

        Pinkie: For some weird reason, I want to know just how big it was.

        twow: It wouldn’t matter.

        Gilda: How so?

twow: In the fandom, Pinkie does whatever she wants. Gideon’s dick could be 45 inches and she’d still be able to fit the whole thing in her mouth.

The griffon's need for revenge was diminished as his feelings of lust overpowered all others. All Gideon cared about at this moment was getting release, and Bubble Berry was happy to oblige.

Wanting to further tease his captive, Berry pulled his mouth away from the griffon's slick dick.

"Does horsey want me to stop?" the sly stallion asked.

        twow: Survey says...

"Neigh," Gideon replied happily, shaking his ass and allowing the purple tail to tussle Berry's curly pink mane.

        twow: Thought so.

        Pinkie: “You won the PRIZE!”

 With a smile on his face, Berry opened his mouth wide and slid the griffon's throbbing meat stick down his gullet.

For a time, no one talked. The only sounds heard were the guttural slurping and sucking sounds of Berry and the moans of ecstasy from Gideon, which were growing steadily louder.

        Gilda: Not something I’d like to hear in the dead of night.

        twow: Or at all, for that matter.

The top of the griffon's member rested on Berry's tongue as the stallion cradled the shaft with a loving tenderness that was rarely seen. The pink pony worshiped the griffon's cock and gave alms with his mouth.

        twow: “And we bow before the great lion cock.”

        Pinkie: “Worship its greatness, or be deemed a traitor.”

        Gilda: “BOOOOOW!”

As the stallion took more of Gideon's hot shaft down his throat, he kept resisting his body's natural impulse to gag. Berry leaned forward swallowing more of the cock, until his pink nose was pressed up against his lover's brown furry balls.

        Pinkie: That’s a bit too much information, story.

Seeing a new toy to play with, Berry pulled back, letting the entire length of Gideon's cock slip out of his pink mouth. The stallion's saliva began to drip from the griffon's shaft onto the bakery floor.

Grabbing his trusty bottle of strawberry syrup, Berry squirted some onto the griffon's gonads. Gideon shuddered at the sensation of the cold liquid being poured on his hot rocks.

"Watch it!" the griffon said, "That stuff's cold!"

        twow: STILL?!

        Gilda: It’s been out for a while. It should be room temperature now.

I guess I'll have to warm it up then." Berry said, seductively, "I've always wanted to try strawberry-glazed griffon balls!"

Putting the griffin's nuts in his mouth one by one, the stallion began to suck on them greedily.

        Gilda: I’m going to hate myself for asking this, but how big were they?

        twow: Seeing as he apparently has a giant lion dick I’d SAY they were big...

"Yes!" Gideon shouted as pony's skilled ministrations provided the griffon with pure bliss. Berry gently ran his tongue along his partner's sweet and sweaty nuts, while applying just enough pressure to feel pleasurable without becoming painful.

        Pinkie: Gotta be careful.

        twow: Sweet and sweaty. There is no way in hell that tastes good.

Wanting to return the favor, the griffon took his lion-like tail and wrapped it around Berry's member. As Gideon started stoking the hot stallionhood, Berry let out a moan and released the griffon's balls from his mouth with a wet popping sound.

        Gilda: Oh so NOW he wants to be nice.

        Pinkie: Sharing IS caring!

"I've never gotten a tail job before." Berry said, breathlessly.

"We griffon's have a few moves in our tricktionary that you ponies can't do," Gideon said proudly, as he felt the pink pony's precum dribble onto his tail.

        twow: That’s a duh moment right there.

Wanting to claim Gideon's butt for himself, Berry put one hoof on the griffon's ass and used his other hoof to pull out the butt plug. It wouldn't budge. The griffon's ass was dry as a desert from having no real lube. The plug hadn't been moved for so long, that Gideon's sphincter was gripping the sex toy like a vice.

        Gilda: Owww.

        Pinkie: Oh that’s awful!!!

        twow: I guess Berry’s spit didn’t do the job for a long time.

"Stop pulling!" the griffon cried, "My ass is too tight! It won't come out!"

"Then I'll wiggle it and get it looser," the pink stallion said, "Don't worry. I'll be berry careful."

"Wrong Hub series," Gideon said, nonchalantly.

"Hey," Bubble Berry said, indignantly, "I do the fourth wall breaking jokes around here, and do-o-o-on't you forget it!"

        twow and Pinkie: HAAAAAAATE!

        Gilda: I don’t get it.

Berry then pulled out a Spanish guitar from hammerspace and slammed it against the griffon's ass, breaking the instrument. Gideon screamed in pain and surprise.

The force of the guitar pushed the wide end of the butt plug in as well, leaving only the purple tail sticking out.

"Now it's in deeper," Gideon lamented, as he flexed his rectal muscles in vain, "I'm too dry. I can't push it out."

        Pinkie: Wait, why did I do that?!

        twow: I have no answer that would understand.

"Then I'll pull it out," Berry said, "But it might feel tender at first. So, to distract you from the irritation, I'll resume my patented Bubble Berry blow job."

        Gilda: It’s still gonna hurt coming out!

Berry took Gideon's cock back into his mouth. The butt plug had managed to keep the griffon's member nice and hard. Berry's left hoof gently caressed Gideon's ass cheek, while he wrapped his right hoof around the butt plug's purple tail and prepared to pull.

        twow: This story makes me feel unclean.

        Gilda: How do you think we feel?

"Ohh, Berry," Gideon moaned with pleasure, "Your tongue is amazing!"

Now that his partner was sufficiently distracted from the incoming anal misery, the party pony gave a couple quick tugs on Gideon's pony tail. There were no improvements made, as the griffon's ass held the plug firmly in place. Gideon let out a few pitiful whimpers.

        Pinkie: It doesn’t matter how he distracts Gideon. It’s still gonna hurt!

Berry realized he needed to try a different tactic.

"This calls for extreme measures, Bubble Berry style!" the stallion thought, "Like pulling off a bandage, I'll have to do it in one quick yank.

All: OH WHY?!

twow: Holy hell that would rip his ass apart!"

To mitigate the rectal wreckage that was soon to transpire, Bubble Berry wanted to make Gideon as happy as possible. The pink pony leaned forward and took the griffon to the hilt. His pink lips wrapped around the base of the cock as Gideon's balls rested atop his pink nose.

        Gilda: There’s no point in making me happy if I’m going to be sad...

The griffon gave a delighted moan, which soon turned into a shrill scream as Berry pulled the butt plug out with one hard tug. Gideon's rectum made a stretching, sucking sound, before finally making a loud pop as his anal passage finally became clear again.

twow: The Cakes didn’t take their foals with them, right?

Pinkie: This is BEFORE they were born.

twow: Good, because that would have woken them up.        

The fake horse tail flew through the air before landing with a clatter on the bakery floor and rolled to a stop.

Feeling the length of the plug rubbing against his sphincter on its way out was enough to send Gideon over the edge. The griffon came, shooting a thick stream of gooey bird seed straight down the stallion's throat.

        twow: “Harder! The pain, it arouses me!” (smacked by Gilda and Pinkie)

        Gilda: You have issues.

 Berry wanted to taste his meal before it made it to his stomach, so he pulled out the pulsating shaft and opened his mouth wide. The pony positioned the cock so that the rest of the splooge landed on his eager tongue.

Berry was a grade 'A' cum hound, who enjoyed the taste of hot, gooey griffon glue.

        Pinkie: Wait, isn’t that really salty? Better grab a glass of water!

        twow: Something tells me that if I question that, I won’t get an answer I like.

 The party pony closed his mouth to savor his salty snack. The stallion swished the semen around in his mouth and gargled it like he was a connoisseur of fine wines. He let the spunk sit on his tongue for a moment before finally swallowing it with a loud gulp. The pink pony let out a loud burp, which reeked of Gideon's griffon musk.

        twow: THAT’S gonna be some nasty morning breath.

        Gilda: No toothpaste in the world...

"Interesting," Berry said, judging the merits of the semen, "This sample had a rather pungent bouquet. The aroma was a dense blend of raw griffon eggs and ammonia, while the flavor itself was quite rich and piquant, if not a little robust.

        twow: How in the FUCK does that taste good?!

        Pinkie: Maybe it was that syrup!

 The subtle flavor variations throughout the sample were an unexpected, but welcome, surprise. Its consistency was lush and supple; and the whole experience was topped off with a rich, complex aftertaste. Overall, an excellent sample." If there was one thing Bubble Berry prided himself on, it was being an excellent judge of jizz.

        Gilda: Because that’ll help you make it in the world.

        twow: The porn world maybe...

        Pinkie: I could never slander myself like that.

        twow: Right. You can access the internet. How has the world not ended again?

While his partner's body was embracing a bone-shattering orgasm, Berry leaned in close and affectionately kissed the griffon's flared cock head.

twow: “So beautiful...”        

"Feel better?" Berry asked, romantically.

"Yes," Gideon said, panting, "I needed that." The griffon felt his heart pounding in his chest as his monster orgasm surged throughout his quivering body.

        Pinkie: I fail to see the romance in this.

        Gilda: Wasn’t I coming here for revenge?

"The fun's not over yet." Berry said, cheerfully patting his stone hard stallionhood, "Your birdy butt still has to try out my party cannon."

"Wait a minute," Gideon said, "I thought you named your dick Berry Jr."

        Gilda: He did.

"Duh," Berry said, "Who do think operates the the party cannon?"

"Well, ask a silly question..." the griffon muttered.

        Gilda: Get an answer that I don’t understand.

        Pinkie: Wait. I get it...

        twow: It’s when Berry cums. That’s the party cannon.

Berry grabbed the butt plug off the ground before removing the saddle and his cowboy outfit. He put all his toys back in the chest as the stallion made preparations for round two.

        twow: And we need to prepare for chapter three.

        Gilda: UGH.

        Pinkie: Yeah. That would be good.

        twow: Alright you two, we’ve got one more chapter left.

        Gilda: This is not easy to read at all.

        twow: Yeah. Pinkie’s rather OOC in this.

        Gilda: Is she though? Think about it.

        Pinkie: What...what are you talking about?

        Gilda: Berry is just as hyper as you, just as random as you...

        twow: He is random, I’ll give him that one.

        Gilda: Not to mention he’s annoying.

        Pinkie: (softly) And your point is?

Gilda: My POINT is that you could act like this. I don’t know about all the sex stuff, but who knows?

        twow: Uhhh, Gilda?

        Gilda: What?

        (twow points to Pinkie, whose mane has deflated)

        twow: Not talking right now would be good.

        Gilda: Whoa. You alright over there, Pinkie?

        Pinkamena Diane Pie: Does it look like I’m alright?!

        twow: Oh hell. Fallen’s told me about when you flat-mane.

        Gilda: What?

twow: Look at her Gilda. See the lack of a poofy mane? See the lack of smile? This the scary dark side of the Element of Laughter.

Gilda: What should we do?

twow: Uhh, Dash? Did you ever set up Pinkie’s remote to call people?

Dash: (from TV) Yeah. Why?

twow: Need to make a collect call.

Dash: Go ahead...oh. Pinkie? Are yo-

Pinkamena: Do not ask that.

(twow taps a few buttons on his keyboard until Fallen Prime’s armory shows up on the screen.)

twow: Huh. Guess it worked. Fallen!

Fallen Prime: (from TV) I don’t remember giving you my number, twow.

twow: Kinda stole it last time I was there. Listen, I need some help here. (points at Pinkamena)

Fallen: Oh, goddammit, what did you do now?

twow: Well, we’re riffing a story about the rule 63 versions of her and Gilda having sex-

Fallen: Oh god, the Bronystories one. twow, you are incorrigible.

twow: -and Gilda made the mistake of COMPARING them.

Gilda: I didn’t know she was going to react like that!

Fallen: And you called me because...

twow: Pinkie’s flat-maned what, twice with you?

Fallen: Three times.

twow: I don’t want to say something wrong while she’s in a room with a lot of items that can take me apart in painful ways.

Fallen: I know from experience, twow. She’s distressed, probably really pissed, but she’s not violent. Your best bet might be to just let her stay in that state of mind for the rest of the riff. Lord knows it helped her through “Rarity’s Generous Plan.”

Pinkamena: Want to know why I’m so upset here?

twow: Kinda...

Pinkamena: I don’t care if he’s enjoying it, I wouldn’t do that to anypony. I’d ask, and let them out of the trap also! This is making me out to be something that I am NOT.

Gilda: Look Pinkie. I didn’t mean to upset you.

Pinkamena: Maybe, but you did though. I’ll get over it. Maybe.

twow: Sooo, are you gonna be all happy now?

Pinkamena: No. Fallen knows that staying like this will help me.

twow: If you say. Thanks Fallen.

Fallen: Anytime, I guess. Pinkie, I still have to break you over “Derpy’s Finest Hour.” Don’t think I forgot.

Pinkamena: Yes. Remind me about that NOW.

twow: Damn it Fallen!

Fallen: Meant to do that. Have fun with a pissed Pinkie!

(Fallen’s TV turns off with a blip.)

Gilda: Wait, she can get MORE upset?

twow: As long as she directs it at the story.

Pinkamena: Do you still have that space-time sword, twow?

twow: Yes...

Pinkamena: Good.

*BUZZ*

All: We’ve got story sign!

Ever the prankster, Berry snuck over to the counter and brought back a jumbo jar of hot sauce.

        twow: Dude, you aren’t about to chow on some chicken wings.

"What's that you're getting? Gideon asked, unable to crane his neck far enough to see.

"Just some super special lube," Berry said coyly.

        Gilda: Super special?

        twow: Very super.

Berry wanted to prepare the griffon's ass as much as possible. The stallion's tongue pushed past Gideon's sphincter as far as it could go. Berry loved to give rim jobs and eagerly began to make large swirling motions within the griffon's rectal walls.

        Pinkamena: I tend to keep my face far away from the backsides of ponies.

twow: (laughing) Imagine if he didn’t wipe his ass! (brutally smacked by Pinkamena and Gilda)

 Gideon's back tensed up from the stallion stirring up his fudge pot. Pleasure rippled throughout the griffon's body as he gave a contented sigh. By the time Berry had finished his rim job, both his lips and Gideon's sphincter were sufficiently limber.

        Pinkamena: Okay, HOW does that bring you pleasure?!

        twow: I think of it like bondage. Only the fucked up ones like it.

        Gilda: Or they have brain issues?

        twow: That’s just putting it nicely.

The pink stallion unscrewed the top of the hot sauce jar, which was just wide enough for Berry to dip his dick inside. Berry tried his best to stop from crying, as the first half of his cock filled the jar. The pink stallion's member displaced most of the hot sauce, which spilled over the rim and onto the floor with a wet splat.

        twow: Oh GOD! WHAT THE FUCK?!

        Pinkamena: What?

        twow: Is he insane?! That would hurt like a BITCH.

 Berry felt like his cock was on fire as he pulled it out of the jar. The pink prankster reasoned that a little dick discomfort would be worth it to see Gideon's reaction.

"Okay," Berry said smiling through gritted teeth as he choked back tears, "Here comes the party cannon!"

        Gilda: That...that’s going in my butt.

        twow: Yes.

        Pinkamena: My male side has no sense of logic.

Wanting to get the most out of the prank, Berry knew there was no time to ease in slowly. The pony looked down as the griffon's semi- loose sphincter tensed up in anticipation.

With one thrust, the pink pony buried half of his spicy length into Gideon's sweet ass. In spite of all the anal play endured by the griffon tonight, his puckered pecker pleaser was still too tight for the perky party pony's powerful prick.

        Gilda: 1...2...11 words that started with “P”.

        Pinkamena: Because ten just wasn’t enough.

        twow: You are right. Guess he had to take it...Up to Eleven! (smacked by the moon)

 Undaunted by the ample resistance, Berry pushed his hips forward, gaining an inch with each thrust. In no time he bottomed out so that the base of the griffon's lion-like tail was pressed against his pink belly.

        Pinkamena: How did you do that without passing out from the pain?!

        twow: I...don’t want to know.

The burning pain Gideon felt was immediate. He had spread his ass for cocks many times before, but they never stung like this. He let out a loud shriek as the hot sauce singed the length of his anus.

twow: So not only is your male counterpart obsessed with Rainbow, he also is a man-whore.

Gilda: I didn’t want any of my character to stay anyway.

Pinkamena: He just burned him with hot sauce only touching  his butt.

"You bucking bubble bastard!" Gideon said, angrily, "What did you do to me? My ass is on fire!"

Berry giggled uncontrollably at his hilarious prank. He didn't even care that his stallionhood was in excruciating pain.

        twow: Even though any sane male WOULD.

"I wanted to spice up our secret butt fun," the stallion said as he snorted with laughter, "Let's just say you helped me put the 'ass' in Tabasco!"

        All: UGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

        Pinkamena: You know a pun is bad when I wouldn’t even say it.

The griffon thrashed as much as his bindings would permit. The fiery fudge packing he was enduring caused Gideon to whine as tears streaked down his face. The white-hot irritation was almost more than the mighty griffon could stand.

        Gilda: I’m wondering just how hot that sauce was.

        twow: The worst kind.

        Pinkamena: And that kind is?

        twow: The plot.

        (Gilda and Pinkamena gasp)

"You should've seen the look on your face!" Berry said, laughing, "Priceless!" The pink pony continued to pump his sore stallionhood into Gideon's tender rectal walls. After a constant onslaught of brutal buggering, the hot sauce had succeeded in coating every inch of the griffon's tight tunnel.

        Pinkamena: So I basically forced hot sauce into him even know he didn’t want it.

        twow: Hmm. There’s a word for that.

        Gilda: Isn’t it ra-

        twow: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-

Needing a pleasant distraction from his searing rear, Gideon positioned his tail around his engorged griffonhood and began to stroke himself.

The griffon's ass and the stallion's cock were both numb from the intense burning sensation. Berry began to find his groove and started making consistent thrusts. Gideon matched the stroking speed of his tail with the stallion's masterful slamming motions. The pleasure swelling within their bodies eventually began to drown out the irritation of their anal inferno.

        Gilda: If you’re numb, then how do you feel the pleasure?

        twow: Don’t ask me. I’m still trying to figure out why people like anal.

Even without the added agony from the hot sauce, Gideon's asshole was aching from Berry's stout stallionhood. The pony's prodigious pipe stretched the griffon's sphincter to its limits. Bubble Berry's cock had an impressive girth, even by stallion standards.

        twow: For some strange reason, that doesn’t surprise me.

        Pinkamena: And that would be why?

        twow: It’s a strange reason. I don’t know why.

"My ass has never been stretched so wide," Gideon said, in awe, "You're so thick, I'm afraid you'll split me open!"

"To be fair," Berry said, grunting, "You're much longer than I am. I just happen to have a pudgier party cannon."

        Gilda: ...that was his point.

Bubble Berry struggled each time he wanted to pull out; but the griffon's seemed determined to stop him from escaping his warm ass. What started out as a simple bird buggering quickly escalated into an butt-based game of tug o' war.

        twow: Probably because it’s like the Sahara in his ass.

        Pinkamena: Never say that again.

"Your ass is tighter than any stallion," Berry said, "I can see why Blitzy would want a dirty birdy like you to be his bottom bitch."

        twow: Not gonna comment on that?

        Pinkamena: Do you WANT to be in here for another three hours?

        twow: Never mind...

Reminding Gideon of Rainbow Blitz was a bad idea. The griffon suddenly remembered why he came here in the first place.

        Gilda: About time!

        twow: This was a literal case of being distracted by the sexy.

"Shut up you stinking pony cum slut!" Gideon snapped as Berry continued to ram the griffon's ass, "You can't call him 'Blitzy;' that's my pet name for him!"

"I don't see your name on his name," Berry taunted childishly, "Therefore, it's not yours so you can't call dibs!" The pink pony petulantly stuck his tongue out at the griffon.

        twow: Wow. That is third grade shit right there.

Gilda: I don’t consider Rainbow all my own. Really, I hate my male counterpart right now.

Gideon scraped his claws along the underside of the table. The irate griffon tried to ignore the pink pest by focusing on his own orgasm. Gideon's tail stroked his massive griffonhood so fast it was starting to cause a friction burn. All this was done as the griffon tried to drown out Berry's inane chatter. It wasn't easy.

        Gilda: It’s never easy.

        twow: I can second that.

        Pinkamena: Excuse me?

        twow: Uhh...Look! Story!

"Blitzy, Blitzy Bo-Bitzy, Banana Fana Fo Fitzy, Me Mi Mo Mitzy. Blitzy!" Berry sang, in an annoying, overly-cheerful tone.

`        Pinkamena: SHUT UP!!!!!

Gilda: Would you like to switch seats?

twow: How about no?        

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" the griffon screamed, "I'm gonna get you for this! You're dead meat!"

"Actually," the stallion said, contrariwise, "My meat's never felt more alive!"

        Pinkamena: I WILL END YOU.

twow: Easy Pinkie. It’s just a story...        

Seething with rage, the griffon started a war of words with the hyperactive stallion.

        twow: Huh. This oughta be good. Let me take this one ladies.

"Lame-o pony poofter." Gideon said, as he clenched his ass tight.

        twow: Pink puff ball!

"Bird bitch." Berry retorted, as he wiggled Berry Jr. deep within Gideon's bowels.

        twow: Flying featherweight!

"Ass bandit!" the griffon roared, while jerking his griffonhood ever faster with his tail.

        twow: Bottom bitch!

"Pussy pooter!" Berry said, as his violent thrusting caused his pony balls to repeatedly slap against the griffon's gonads.

        twow: Dumbass dingo!

"Colt cuddler!!" Gideon yelled as he wiggled his burning ass, allowing the stallion to bugger him further.

        twow: Well, I’ma have to give him that one.

"Feathered faggot!!" the stallion yelled back as he buried himself to the balls inside the griffon's searing sausage sanctuary.

        twow: Flying fucktard!

"Dumbbell Berry!!!" Gideon shouted, feeling himself on the verge of another orgasm.

        twow: Pink pansy!

"Meanie pants!!!" Berry shouted as he pulled his slick cock out of the griffon's ass.

        twow: Nope. I can’t top that one.

The ripple of pleasure sent by the stallion removing his cock brought Gideon to the edge for the second time that night. A few more quick jerks was all it took to finish himself off.

"I'm cumming!" the griffon shouted.

        Pinkamena: About time. Maybe we can get out of here before next year.

Unable to resist a second course of cum consommé, Berry squatted down and and licked his lips.

"Cum for me, Gideon!" the stallion commanded, "Fill your pink stallion with sticky bird seed!"

        Pinkamena: I’d rather you DIDN’T.

        Gilda: That goes for two of us.

        twow: Kinda glad I stay in my lab now...

Eager to move things along, Berry locked his lips around Gideon's cock head and started sucking greedily. The griffon shot a powerful blast of splooge that coated the roof of the stallion's mouth in a thick, gooey paste. The other spurts landed at the back of his throat before making the trip southward to join his previous meal of cum.

        twow: Oh CUM on! How long is this?! (shot by Pinkamena)

        Pinkamena: Really twow?

        twow: No regrets! Again!

Berry let go of the griffon's dick with a wet smacking sound. The euphoric state of Gideon's second orgasm was even more mind-blowing the the previous one had been. This was due to having his ass filled with red-blooded stallion meat, as opposed to the cold, hard plastic of a butt plug.

        Gilda: That’s a rapid shift.

        twow: It’s like Berry shoved IcyHot in his ass.

 The added pain of the hot sauce also helped contribute to the overall pleasure and made his second climax that much more memorable.

The pink pony still desperately needed some release for Berry Jr. The stallion walked around to Gideon's face and sat down in front of him.

"I've read a bit about griffon anatomy," Berry said, as he sat and slowly stroked his member, "The hard beaks combined with sandpapery tongues means you guys stink at giving head."

        twow: Gilda...

        Gilda: If you like your limbs connected to your torso, you won’t finish that question.

Gideon's mind could barely focus on the insults. His head was still soaring with pleasure, while at the same time his ass was searing with pain.

"You wouldn't be such a meanie pants if you just learned to share your friends," Berry said helpfully, as the stallion beat his meat more rapidly, "My friends and I share everything together."

        twow: “We even share our sexual partners!”

        Pinkamena: Everything does mean everything...

Gideon was trying to listen to Berry's words, but the griffon found himself getting distracted by the twitching cock in front of him.

Berry felt himself getting closer to his climax. All of the built up and subsequent denial had made a huge backlog in his large balls, which cried out desperately for release.

        Gilda: Not that I have any sympathy, but that probably hurts.

        twow: Hell, its a good thing his balls didn’t explode.

        Pinkamena: Why does that thought make me happy?

"I'm sorry if my prank hurt you," Berry said, as he primed his party cannon, "I promise my other 'hot' sauce will taste much sweeter!"

        twow: “If ya know what I mean...”

        Gilda: “Does it go well on pizza?”

The griffon felt strangely hypnotized as he watched the clopping session unfold. Precum dribbled down Berry's thick shaft, which was still tender and swollen from the hot sauce. The pony's foreskin repeatedly covered and revealed his bulbous cock head to the griffon; it felt like some sort of perverted game of peek-a-boo. Berry let out a moan as he felt his balls contract with the anticipation of release.

        Pinkamena: Wonderful. I want to read about this.

        twow: Don’t we all?

        Gilda: If I might throw in my two cents...

"Ya' gotta' share! Ya' gotta' care!" the stallion said as he clopped himself past the point of no return, "Now choke on my party paste!"

When the stallion ejaculated, his throbbing dick make a loud noise that sounded like a party horn.

        Pinkamena: What?!

        twow: That’s Pinkie. I never want to say that in this context again.

Berry's orgasm was unique from other males, because his cock shot out not only semen, but confetti. Colorful paper squares and streamers exploded from the tip of his stallionhood and drifted lazily down onto the griffon's feathers and the surrounding bakery floor.

        (All three stare at the screen.)

        Gilda: Uh, I don’t think it does that...

        twow and Pinkamena: HOW THE HELL DOES THAT WORRRRRRRRRK?!?!?!?!?!

While the cumfetti shower was still falling, the stallion's shaft started shooting traditional pony semen into the air. The last of the pretty penile paper rained down around Gideon as the first sticky cum shot landed on his cheek. Due to the stallion's semen expelling the last remnants of the cumfetti as it travered through his urethra, Berry's jizz had an interesting consistency.

        twow: No, I’m dead serious. How does this work?!

        Pinkamena: It’s like I ate an entire bucket of confetti!

        Gilda: Apparently it “travered” far. That can’t be a word.

 The colorful paper that was mixed in with the stallion's splooge made the griffon's cheek look like a rainbow-sprinkled cupcake drizzled with sticky icing. Gideon closed his eyes and braced himself for a deluge of dick discharge.

        Pinkamena: This alliteration is making me mad.

        twow: I thought you were already pissed off.

        Pinkiemena: Go ahead and test it.

Cumfetti littered the ground as the pony's thick stallionhood began pumping gallons of splooge onto the shocked griffon. Berry's pony population paste hit Gideon with the force of a fire hose. Errant globs of jizz splattered onto the tabletop and the floor.

The pink pony held his cock with both hooves and swirled it around, drizzling his sticky icing all over Gideon's beak and feathers.

        twow: “Tornado time bitch!”

        Pinkamena: “This one’s classified as a FS”

        Gilda: “The S stands for sucking.”

"Please enjoy this serving of Berry's baby batter!" the stallion said, still clutching his spraying cock, "Compliments of Sugarlump Corner!"

Gideon choked and gasped for air as hot pony paste filled his open mouth. The griffon's beak-equivalent of nose holes blew large cum bubbles as he tried to breath. Gideon felt like he was going to drown in this torrent of testicle tartar.

        All: ENOUGH WITH THE ALLITERATION!

        twow: You don’t NEED twenty different ways to say one word! Just say cum!

The final semen spurts lacked the strength to hit the griffon and landed on the floor, just short of their target. Berry sat there clutching his slick stallionhood as a thin line of cum dribbled from his tip onto the ground. The pink pony's heart pounded in his chest as the full impact of his climax hit him.

        Gilda: That’ll be the heart attack coming along.

        twow: Ouch.

Gideon lay tied to the table, panting with his mouth open. The griffon couldn't see anything, as his entire face was coated in a thick layer of stallion spunk. Berry's viscous jizz dripped down the tips of Gideon's feathers as more of the gooey mess ran down his beak and spilled out of his mouth. A sizable puddle of semen had formed below the griffon's head, which spilled off the table and onto the floor.

        Pinkamena: I refuse to clean that up.

        twow: Hell, I wouldn’t touch that with a 42 and a half foot pole.

        Gilda: Still too small.

Berry fell onto his back, with a satisfied smile on his face. For a moment, the only noises heard were the dripping sounds of jizz landing in a puddle on the floor and Gideon's labored breathing.

When the griffon succeeded in catching his breath, he spoke to the stallion, flecks of cum spraying from his mouth as he talked.

        twow: Dude! Say it, don’t spray it!

"Bubble Berry," Gideon said, panting, "You are so random." The stallion gave a silly laugh and snorted, before sitting up to look at the griffon soaked in stallion seed.

        Dash: (from TV) That’s MY line!

Berry walked up and placed his tongue over one of Gideon's closed eyes. The pony licked his cum off of the griffon's left eye area, then did the same for his right. Gideon opened his eyes and stared at the stallion. Berry looked at the two eyes staring at him through a mask of semen.

        Gilda: If I ever saw that coming at me, I would hide.

        twow: I’d shoot it. A lot.

"You look like a superhero," Berry said smiling, "Gideon is a hot-tempered griffon by day; but at night he transforms into Equestria's mightiest hero, the Cum-caked Crusader!"

"Ha ha," Gideon said, mirthlessly, "I'm defender of the dickless and a bane to ass bandits everywhere."

Pinkamena: If I was in a situation where only he could save me from certain death, I hope that I have my will written.

"Now you're starting to get into the spirit of things!" Berry said happily as he walked over to reset the burglar alarm. With the push of a button, the ropes released their captive and reloaded themselves for later.

twow: What if one of the Cakes forgets their key and has to break in? Is Berry gonna fuck them also?

        Gilda: At this rate? Only if it’s the male.

Gideon sat up on the table and used his claws to wipe off as much of the cum from his face as possible. Berry approached the griffon with a seductive hunger in his eyes. The stallion opened his mouth as he rested his hooves on Gideon's legs.

        Pinkamena: How is he still horny?

        Gilda: I’m afraid of the answer.

Without a word the pink pony put his lips around the griffon's cum-covered claws. Berry sucked hard as he ran his tongue along Gideon's talons. One of the sharp points nicked Berry's tongue, causing it to bleed.

"Be careful. They're sharp," Gideon said, as he enjoyed the sensation of the stallion's caressing tongue. No one had ever sucked on his claws before. It felt nice.

        twow: Probably because they’re SHARP.

        Pinkamena: Because I would totally wrap my lips around someone’s claws.

After Berry finished the first claw, he moved on to the other one and licked its talons, while making sure to suck off all of his gooey stallion cum. When the stallion finished, he affectionately laid his head on Gideon's lap. The griffon stroked the stallion's mane gently as the first rays of the morning sun crept up over the windowsill.

        Gilda: So, I guess that whole “revenge” plan is out the window now then.

        twow: Eh. I wouldn’t be surprised.

Seeing the dawn of a new day caused the pink pony to feel a sudden burst of energy. Berry shot up from the griffon's lap and trotted into the kitchen.

        twow: Pinkie’s powered by the sun.

        Pinkamena: Solar power works the best.

"So Gideon, do you wanna' stay for breakfast?" the perky stallion asked. The griffon blushed as he watched Berry's tail swish back and forth as the pony looked for pans.

"Nah, I'll be alright," Gideon said, turning his head to look out the window, "I'll just go catch a small mammal, or something."

Gilda: Well, that was bold to say right in front of someone that probably wouldn’t like that.

        twow: I doubt it. Now if it was FLUTTERSHY.

        Pinkamena: As twow puts it, “the gates of hell would open.”

"Suit yourself," Berry said as he pulled out his special cooking apron he wore when the Cake's were away. At the top of the apron it said in big, bold red letters: SUCK THE CHEF. Below the words was a red arrow pointing down to a round hole in the apron. Gideon chuckled at the silly pink pervert.

        Pinkamena: What’s the point of an apron you can’t wear around other ponies?

        twow: The novelty factor?

        Pinkamena: Still though. That seems rather pointless to own if you have to hide it.

"A fudge factory as nice as yours is always welcome here at Sugarlump Corner," Berry said, as he tied his apron on and donned a floppy chef's hat, "I expect to see you back here again."

"You-you do?" Gideon asked.

"Yeah!" Berry said, "I swallowed your bird seed twice last night, so you still owe me another orgasm. Berry Jr. wants to fire the party cannon again!"

        twow: I think Berry Jr needs to just stay in bed.

        Gilda: For a long time.

"I promise I'll make it up to Berry Jr." Gideon said, smiling awkwardly.

"Super!" Berry said, his face lighting up, "I'll try to get Rainbow Blitz to join us next time."

"You'd be willing to help patch things up between us?" Gideon asked, in a hopeful tone.

        Pinkamena: At least that’s one part of me that isn’t wrong.

"I never wanted to come between you two," Berry said, setting up an obvious joke, "All I really wanted was to cum between you two." The two males both shared a mild chuckle.

        Pinkamena: UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH.

        twow: Wow. That was worse than mine.

        Gilda: I don’t even DO puns and that hurt.

Bubble Berry had shown the gruff griffon levels of forgiveness and friendship that he had never experienced before. Gideon felt a lump form in his throat as he watched the happy stallion cook breakfast. Berry truly was the nicest stallion the griffon had ever met.

        twow: Now think back to when you hated him. Feel that? It’s called guilt.

As he was about to leave out the window, Gideon stopped himself to take a last look at Berry. The stallion was shaking his butt and whistling as he went about making pancakes. His floppy white chef's hat bounced along to his movements.

        twow: “I like big-”

        Pinkamena: twow?

        twow: Yes?

        Pinkamena: Do you really want to finish that?

        twow: Not anymore.

"Hey Berry." Gideon said, hesitantly.

"Yeah?" Berry asked, cheerfully as he continued to cook.

"You're not a lame-o." the griffon said, lovingly.

        Gilda: Why is there love? Why is there love?!

Berry paused as the words sunk into his heart. The stallion swallowed hard as a happy tear formed in the corner of his eye.

"I know." Berry said, solemnly, "but it means a lot to hear you say it."

        Gilda: You’re...welcome?

        twow: So it only took Berry pretty much raping him to figure it out.

        Pinkamena: At least it’s over. (mane poofs back out)

        twow: Great! Let’s get the hell out!

        Dash: (from TV) Pinkie? Are you alright now?

Pinkie: Yup! Sorry about worrying you all! I figured that if I stayed angry that it would be easier for me to riff the story.

Gilda: I’m sorry also Pinkie: I didn’t mean to trigger that.

Pinkie: Look Gilda. Maybe we both really got on the wrong hoof. We could always...try again?

Gilda: Sure. Why not?

twow: I like the fact that we aren’t commenting on how the story was.

Pinkie: It was bad.

Gilda: Downright horrible.

twow: First off, the fact that it was rule 63 threw my ass off hard.

Gilda: Let’s not forget that I was in love with Rainbow.

Dash: Ugh. WHY does everyone think that...

Pinkie: I trapped him on a table!

twow: What I don’t understand is why Gideon was cool after the sex. Like, really?

Gilda: Exactly. I would have had at least a LITTLE problem with it. But, he just lets him off the hook.

twow: And they became friends. ....Okay?

Pinkie: Friendship is magic. Does this count?

twow: Hell no.

Dash: I’m sorry you guys. But at least Pinkie and Gilda made up!

Gilda: I guess that’s a plus.

(The lab doors unlock and open.)

Gilda: Nice meeting you twow. And Pinkie, maybe we could hang out. Minus the me messing with you.

Pinkie: I’d like that.

(Gilda flies out of the lab)

twow: Well, time to get back to work on my inter-dimensional portal.

Pinkie: Oh! Are you gonna go back to the tree place?!

twow: Maybe?

Pinkie: Let’s go! Hit the button Dashie.

Dash: This is why I stay away from your lab twow.

(Dash hits the button, and the TV turns off with a blip.)