The twins she had binged from her minge
had lynched the long lost love-making
lusts from her bust and had established a trust
between the fair pair of handsome stallion and quaint mare.

But such a love could never last
as their trust was sadly cast
to the fate of one sprightly parasprite
unwittingly wooing him with all her might.

Pinkie's great asses' mass did clearly strike avast
poor Mr. Cake's lucid loyalty in every unexpected aspect of his merry marriage.
He prayed to the modest goddess of love and all the shining stars above
that he would respect his wife and live his life with no more of this tension and sexual strife.

Ay but how the goddess did smirk, as she was kind of a jerk,
plucking his plonkers almost instantaneously after hearing his plea.
'Why not should one so handsome as thee
indulge in the sex of not two but three?'

'But fair maiden!' he cried, 'Are you suggesting, before my eyes,
a surly surprise that I should abandon my lover for another
and-'

And then Pinkie Pie bent over to pick up a piece of candy.

Sproing!

Well...at least he tried.

Er, I mean,

He was tried, that is, when the local law saw his raw emotions
spent on one unlucky lass whose ass was severely penetrated
and reverse-liberated from behind by a presumably drunken uncle,
blowing his chunks've potential offspring into the would-be offering of-

Well, you get the point.

By: wariyoshi