Trenderhoof held his breath and tiphoofed into the crystal tree-house.
Swift as a spy, he snuck on by. He was as quiet as a mouse.
He couldn't risk her friends awake.
His reputation was at stake.
The sounds of ponies sleeping sound
were all he heard, all around.

Trenderhoof passed Apple by; the princess was his only goal.
His heart beat fast. Could he last? He was nervous to his soul.
He climbed up the crystal stairs,
to the finest of the mares.
The lights were on in her room.
He stopped to sniff sweet perfume.

A silent tap upon the frame, of him she'd been made aware.
Her door glowed bright with magic light. It swung open; she was there.
Twilight Sparkle was real wide.
She beckoned Trenderhoof inside.
Her tummy wobbled on its own.
He thought he heard a muffled groan.

He opened his mouth to ask, but her tongue was all that passed his lips.
They kissed real long; their love was strong. She turned around and spread her hips.
Her weird size did make him pause.
She was still hot; he clenched his jaws.
He could not resist her cunt.
He pushed inside and gave a grunt.

She was soft.
His mind aloft.
She felt so good
upon his wood.
They mated hot.
His penis shot
into her plot,
a lot.

Pressure built. He let it fly; he sploodged inside her squishy slit.
That was fun, but he was done. His wide wide mate did smile and sit.
She nuzzled up upon his neck.
He nuzzled back; he saw a speck.
She moaned again; she shot up fast.
For now she was to spurt at last.

The fluids that came out of her, they were not what one would think.
She spurted out like a spout. Green fluid poured and flowed in sync.
It quavered, wiggled, bounced and oozed.
It all pooled up and then it fused.
It was a lime jello mare.
That was Pinkie Pie right there.

Twilight's magic turned her back into her normal pony form.
“That was a ton of sexy fun!” Pinkie winked and looked all warm.
Steam rose up from Pinkie there.
A fruity odor filled the air.
She let out a happy sigh.
She was content; that was no lie.

Trenderhoof's eyes went wide. He froze in shock. His heart skipped a beat.
“Huh, wuh, how? What, just, now?” His ears drooped down into defeat.
“But she was just– You were just–”
He did regret his rabid lust.
He had to know despite his dread,
“What just happened?” ...in bed.

“You just had sex with Pinkie Pie who was having sex with me.”
Twilight giggled. Pinkie wiggled. They hoof-bumped for him to see.
Twilight and Pinkie winked at him.
He felt as if they'd torn a limb.
They mocked him with their screwy sex,
and now he knew what were those specks.

They were from the jello mare that Trenderhoof had fucked galore.
“I feel unclean. My dick is green!” His member was an eyesore.
He tried to wipe away the stain.
Stubbornly, it did remain.
The mares both giggled at his plight.
Their shadows cast in candlelight.

Twilight's smirk spoke of her game.
“Every stallion's been the same:
“You all want sex with my big plot,
“but what you get is diddly-squat!
“A shocking fate does lie in store:
“Your dick is green forevermore.”

By: Palm Palette