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"Hmm. I don't think you're begging for it loudly enough," Twilight scratched the bottom of her chin, watching closely.

"Mff-fligle-mmf-fmmm!" Pinkie Pie tried to shout through a mouthful of tentacle, her head bumping roughly against the basement ceiling as the appendages pumped rhythmically while she rose.

"You're right, Pinkie," Twilight scratched out her scribbles. "You aren't the original owner – I don't think that he's even going to listen to you if you shouted, anyway."

"Fmmf lif mffmmmmmm!"

"Indeed."

Pinkie Pie's eyes started to roll back into her head from ecstasy as the thick, serpentine tentacle wrapped around her waist and plunged into her slit with the force of a fully grown stallion. She moaned as she ejaculated again in a long, jittering spurt, which Twilight carefully stepped out of the way from.

"Very nice!" Twilight said cheerfully, placing her notes down. "You shot even further that time; by my estimate, nearly a meter further. That's impressive."

Pinkie only moaned in response.

"I agree," the unicorn nodded distractedly, eying the clock on the wall. She clapped her hooves together, and said "Alright, that's quite enough for now. Put her down, we're going to be late."

The mass of writhing tentacles obeyed, gently lowering the limp Pinkie Pie to the floor and gradually retracting from her.

"Easy, easy!" Pinkie hissed in pleasure as the flexible lime rod slowly pulled itself wetly from her tunnel. "Aah – care~ful, hoooo, yeah."

"All done, Ferndinand?" Twilight asked bundle of wriggling appendages, and a couple turned in her direction and nodded. They slithered over patiently beneath her hoof, almost like an excited puppy. She patted the tentacle uncertainly, pulling away a wet hoof and frowning at it slightly.

"Do we have to stop now?" Pinkie Pie asked, weakly attempting to stand with the help of Twilight. She had a dazed little half smile on her face, and she cast a longing gaze back at the creature. "Also, 'Ferndinand' is what you named it? You named it?"

"Well, yes," Twilight replied gruffly as she searched around for the magical holding box. "We are going to be late if we don't hurry up – I made potato salad while you and Ferndinand were busy."

"Still a funny name," Pinkie wrinkled her nose as 'Ferndinand' tickled behind her ear lovingly, which made her giggle. "How'd you come up with it?"

"From what I've gathered, the creature is lively enough, but appears to be some form of plant construct; definitely a living creature, but not enchanted to behave that way." Twilight finally heaved up the magic box and dropped it heavily on her examination table. "In short, he's an apparently sentient half-plant, half… tentacle… thing."

"Well… that was kind of vague," Pinkie shrugged, and Ferndinand wiggled over to Twilight upon her command as Pinkie inspected the magic holding box.

"I haven't necessarily had long to study him," Twilight stated excitedly. "But I'm certain that Ferndinand is going to be a big hit at Fluttershy's picnic." She covered her mouth to hide a sly grin, which Pinkie started to mirror after looking up from the magic box.

"Dissimula!"

"Wait, what the-?"

Twilight shrieked as 'Ferndinand' suddenly lurched between her legs, jamming himself entirely inside her.

Twilight barely caught herself on the steel gurney, mouth agape in shock and pain from the sudden intrusion. She shook violently as Pinkie Pie dropped the box in surprise, eyes nearly as wide as Twilight's.

She breathed heavily for a long moment, shuddering and shaking as she felt Ferndinand wiggle pleasurably inside her. Twilight felt stuffed, full to the brim and nearly bursting; and incredibly heavy. However, she was able to stand properly with Pinkie's cautious hoof, still stunned from the incident.

"… Pinkie Pie," Twilight began dangerously, no sign of Ferndinand in sight as she slowly spun on the spot to check her aching rear. "What did you do."

"I-I just read the instructions," the startled pink part pony shuffled her hooves guiltily, and rubbed the back of her neck. "I didn't think that would happen."

"Instructions?" Twilight shook her head, feeling dizzy. She was slightly more concerned with getting Ferndinand out, and she didn't even know where to begin with how he had managed to fit inside her slot. Perhaps the same way he wedged himself into his holding box…?

Pinkie Pie held up the same box, showing her the inside.

"Uh, yeah. The instructions that were inside the box. Duh," she stated in a deadpan, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Give me that!" Twilight snatched the box quickly, desperately searching for something in the box that would allow her to release Ferndinand from her. However, there was only the written command to force him into a hiding place. "I don't know how I'm supposed to get him out…!" she mumbled in panic.

"Have you tried asking him to come out?" Pinkie put her face close to Twilight's rear, her hot breath making her shiver.

"That-that did not occur to me," Twilight exhaled shakily, her quivering hooves making the gurney tremble as Pinkie's breath came across her slit faster. "I'm so full, it-it almost hurts…"

"Almost?" Pinkie Pie asked, the very tip of her tongue snaking out and kissing her clit. Twilight shook even more viciously, and it took all of her strength to remain standing on two hooves.

"Scratch that!" Twilight cringed. "It hurts, definitely hurts."

Pinkie flinched, but Twilight shook her head.

"… That doesn't mean I want you to stop," Twilight spread her legs a little further, the blush in her neck rising up through her cheeks.

Pinkie Pie grinned, tenderly spreading the unicorn's lips with her hooves. Twilight moaned again, and Pinkie peered around.

"He~y!" Pinkie whispered loudly. "Hey there, little guy. Hey, Ferndinand! I know you're in there… you wanna come out?"

"Pinkie," Twilight covered her face with one hoof in embarrassment. "Kindly stop speaking to my vagina."

"I'm not talking to your va-jay-jay," Pinkie Pie furrowed her brows. "I'm talking into your va-jay-jay."

"Kindly stop calling it my vaaaah!"

Twilight jolted at Pinkie's nearly scalding tongue slithering against her clit, rubbing it quickly as she used her hooves to spread her cheeks a little further to enjoy the view.

"Come on, little guy," Pinkie coaxed the tentacles out. "You don't have to be scared of Pinkie Pie…!"

At long last, the rounded tip of one of Ferndinand's tentacles playfully poked out from Twilight's hole. It nosed through the air in a wormy fashion, and Pinkie licked the tip excitedly.

"I-I think he's c-coming out!" Twilight gasped, her breath coming in gasps.

"Whoo!" Pinkie cheered. "Come on, Ferny! Pull out her insides!"

"NO!" Twilight screamed in terror, horrified at the idea.

"Not literally, not literally!" she backpedalled in panic, the idea of tentacles erupting from Twilight suddenly much less sexy. Fortunately, Ferndinand did not make Twilight explode in a horrible manner. He did, however, make her come hard as he rapidly slithered out of her, which Pinkie slowly lapped up with the tip of her tongue. She finished in toying swirls over her spread flower, and the satisfied Twilight eventually began sinking to the floor next to the mass of limp tentacles.

"… We are so going to be late," Twilight panted next to Pinkie Pie, who wrapped her in her hooves.

"Yeah, probably," she snickered. "Want me to get the box?"

"Y-no. No… I don't think we'll need the box."

"Sweet."

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"There y'all are," Applejack greeted the pair of them as they slowly approached Fluttershy's cottage. A large checkered picnic blanket was laid out in the front yard, and the others were already digging in to their own snacks. Rarity sat next to Spike, and Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash were passing around desserts.

"Heyya, AJ!" Pinkie said in a chipper tone, waving as she approached with a slightly wobbling Twilight. "Sorry we took so long. Did I miss anything?"

"Somepony done et the last of the fritters," Applejack scowled at Rainbow Dash, who only shuffled her wings with a sheepish grin. She wiped her chin with the crook of her elbow guiltily, and coughed into her cerulean hoof.

"Uh… my bad?" she shrugged. Applejack only shook her head with a small, reluctant smile.

"Twilight, are you... alright, dear?" Rarity asked curiously, to which Twilight blushed deeply. "You seem to be-be a little… er…"

"You look preggers," Pinkie nudged Twilight in the side, and she stuffed a hoof in her mouth to stifle the sudden fit of giggling. Twilight cleared her throat forcefully, and let out a light titter.

"You do look pregnant..." Rarity stared. "Almost out of nowhere."

"Only pregnant with possibility," Twilight responded ambiguously. "Who wants potato salad?"

They all only stared at her for a long time, before Pinkie Pie eventually rolled her eyes.

"Oh, for the love of – come on out, Ferndinand, will you?"

"Fern-who?" Applejack blinked.

Twilight's already large grin widened as her face turned a bright tomato color, and she released a quiet little cry of pure bliss as she climaxed again. Pretty much nopony noticed this, as they were all too busy staring at the numerous tentacles that had just seemingly sprouted directly out of Twilight's anus.

"Oh, fuck yeah, tentacles!" Fluttershy pumped her hoof enthusiastically.

Every set of eyes flew to her, to which she promptly froze. Fluttershy slowly lowered her hoof, gradually hiding herself behind her curtain of pink mane.

"Um-I, I mean, um…" she blushed, desperately trying to shrink and failing to do so. "I-I-I m-mean, um… h-hullo, Ferndinand."

"He's gre~eat," Twilight moaned through her gigantic pleased grin, half-lidded eyes starting to go unfocused.

"Ferny is," Pinkie nodded in agreement. "Trust me, now it's a party."

"No, really. Anypony that doesn't believe me, start lining up."

Understandably, this disturbed them all greatly.

Except for Spike.

Spike was already passed out from the sheer shock in Rarity's equally surprised iron grip.

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"What do you think it is?"

"I dunno," Shining Armor shrugged as his wife tipped the oddly heavy box with one hoof. "Who's it from?"

Cadence rubbed her chin with the bottom of her vibrantly colored pink hoof, humming in thought.

"No idea," she said slowly, inspecting the package that it had come in and showing it to the curious Shining. "There's no return address."

"… Hon, it's addressed to 'Princess Candy Ass'."

"That's why I'm cautious to open it," Cadence deadpanned.

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