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>>30820959 Pinkie's face went from worry, to shock, to confusion, as she glanced back and forth from Twilight's face to the enormous object hanging between her legs.
Twilight sighed, letting the robe fall. "I put so much work into my costume, and I thought that if I used some transformative magic to make myself look like a stallion, I could really sell it, but when I tried to cast Starswirl's 63rd spell, THIS happened! Something must have gone wrong, but I don't know what! I triplechecked the technique, read every footnote and reference I could find, I even used authentic, hoof-made casting chalk for the rune circle! I have no idea what happened, Pinkie! It feels wierd, and it won't go away, and I keep thinking these awful things, and it's only been getting worse, and I can barely control myself in the crowds, and I didn't know who to talk to, and I just don't know what t-"
Pinkie placed a hoof gently over Twilight's lips, gazing sympathetically into her wild, worried eyes. "Don't you worry. Just let your auntie Pinkie Pie take care of everything." She gave twilight a soft smile as she helped Twilight up onto her hind legs, and slowly lowered herself to stare at the offending projection.
"Pinkie, I... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have told you, I just panicked." She glanced out into the street, hoping to Celestia that noone had seen them. "Please... You don't have to do this."
Pinkie giggled quietly in response. "Oh, come on, Twilight, I'm a chicken. Why would I have any problems with a nice big cock?" |