plank tred
>>25951934
I want some Plank in Equestria green. Maybe with some PlankxTrixie shipping.
>>25951942
>The Great and Powerful Trixie had just finished wrapping up her magic show
>Plank's eternal and endearing smile gave her all the zeal needed to keep the show fun in front of a crowd that once hated her
>An artist is nothing without her muse, after all
>And as curtains wrapped and the applause settled down, Trixie went to the back of the stage to visit her beloved two-by-four, who sat on a chair
>the purple tint coming from the colored lights and violet curtains reflected even on Plank's light-brown exterior
>Still, Plank's never-changing expression gave Trixie that familiarity she needed to balance out her constant changes in scenery
>not only that, but he was so hard and long
>therefore, Plank was always Trixie's prime choice for relieving stress at night, and he was always willing.
"Greetings, Plank," she said, "did you miss Trixie?"
>Plank was silent.
"Trixie knew you would. And Trixie missed you too. Trixie loves you, you know. Trixie only ever thinks of you, even when she is on stage."
>Plank was, again, silent.
"Oh, Trixie just loves a stallion of few words. You always know just what to do to make Trixie's nethers moist. What say you, Plank? Will you please your dear partner and make her cum? Oh, you will? Excellent! Trixie loves you. Trixie knows you only long to see her happy."
>>25951923
If a mare's cutie mark is reddish like that, does that mean she's horny?
>>25952041
Um, how does Plank actually make Trixie cum? Does she just stick it inside of her? Or does she use it as a self spank? I need to know for... science?
>>25952041
>Looking around to make sure nopony was looking, Trixie untied her cape from around her neck, and slid it down until it just barely hung off her haunches.
>She turned around to present her plush plot to Plank, using her cape as a frame for her round and plush bottom.
>Lifting her butt up and down with the cape, hugging the cloth with each ascent and jiggling with each descent, Trixie had the act of arousing her wooden love interest down to a science.
>And judging by that wide smile on his face, she was as successful now as she always was before.
>She could just imagine the mental boner Plank had right now.
>He was ready.
>He was ready to make her cum.
>But first, some foreplay.
>She let her cape plop down on the floor and lifted her tail up to present her naughty bits to Plank.
>Plank was still smiling, of course.
>Trixie loved it when he smiled.
>With her magic, she lifted Plank up, and planted his face squarely on her excited clit.
>She had no way of knowing where his mouth was, but as long as Plank was aroused, it didn't matter much to Trixie.
>Her plush bottom enveloped around Plank's sides and top as she pushed him in so she could feel him.
>Although she couldn't see his face anymore, she knew in her heart that he was still smiling.
>And with her magic, she made him vibrate.
>The jiggling of her rump and the rumbling of her bits made her bite her lip so hard that she could taste blood from it.
"Oh, Plank. Trixie loves it when you lick her."
>>25952140
>Plank's crayon eyes and mouth were getting dabbles of Trixie's secretions as he worked diligently to please his girl.
>The excitement for Trixie made it so she didn't really keep him that still.
>It then got to the point where she was done with her appetizer, and longed for the main course.
>Pushing him off her naughty-naughty, she pointed him headfirst at it, aligning his width to her length so that he could enter her vertically and have a real close-up view of her vaginal walls.
"Are you ready, Planky-dearest? Because Trixie is ready."
>Plank was seductively silent.
"Then enter. Enter Trixie's Wild Ride."
>Easing him into her sexy-sexy, she felt herself stretching at every centimetre even though she'd done this at least a dozen times before.
>It takes a real stud to feel big to a mare who's used to big.
>Ever careful not to let Plank get overzealous and hit her cervix, she still inserted him real deep.
>Satisfied with the length, she made him vibrate again, except this time more violently.
>Her walls contracting and moistening to her lover's presence, she began thrusting him in and out, making sure to angle him just so all her favourite spots were hit.
>She moaned ever so gently despite the intense pleasure her two-by-four lover gave her.
>She had enough of being noisy in her job, after all.
>As she got closer to climax, her moans became shudders, and every muscle from her flanks to her withers tensed up.
"You're doing it, Plank. You're making Trixie cum."
>At those words of encouragement, Plank doubled down on the vibration and the thrusting, making sure Trixie's last seconds in sex were her best.
>And at the count of six, Trixie's cooch exploded with silky marecum, coating Plank and his chair with the oolong-smelling stuff.
>Trixie sighed in relief, and slid her beloved Plank out of her, and lifted him in front of her, so that their eyes could meet.
"Trixie loves you, Plank. Trixie will always love you."
>She and Plank had a long and passionate kiss.
I apologize if the ending seems rushed, but I was nearing the 2000 character limit and there wasn't enough to justify a fourth post anyway. Plus I'm not an experienced clop writer. So how did I do?
>>25952302
plank/pank
>>25952322
You're asking me to write another Plank clop piece with Pank? If so, I'll try, but I don't know how much variety I can put into clopfics about mares fucking themselves with a hunk of wood. Maybe a more experienced clop writer could enlighten me.
>>25952338
No. I rated your fic plank out of pank. Don't get this piece of wood anywhere near my waifu.
The clop was good tho. Wood is just not my fetish.
>>25952294
Would this be considered unbirthing since it's a "sentient" being inserted into a vagina?
Also, I...I can only imagine the splinters Trixie has after that romp.
>>25951923
>Rainbow cancer
One post in and it is already shit
>>25952456
I'll take that as a "yes".
>Climbing up the stairs of Sugarcube Corner after a long day of baking and catering, Pinkie needed to let off some steam.
>Although she dedicated her life to making others smile, she's not a saint; she needs to be placated too.
>And what better candidate for this than someone whose smile is entirely permanent and unconditional?
>Her beloved Plank awaited her next to the bed, attached from below with a vice connected to a complex robotic arm that responded to verbal commands.
>Courtesy of her friend Twilight, of course, who was uneasy about their relationship but supportive nevertheless.
"Oh, Planky-poo!" she said. "It's your lovey-dovey Pinkie-winkie!"
>Plank smiled, apparently happy to see her.
"Wanna party?"
>She winked seductively.
>Plank remained sound-less.
"Yay!"
>She galloped and flopped belly-down on her bed.
"Plank. Begin... spanking protocol..."
>The wheels of the contraption spun, carrying the arm to Pinkie's side.
>The arm whirred as it got in position to spank the pink pony's haunches with Plank's face.
"Ten spanks please."
>The first one was hard and fast.
>Pinkie jolted as Plank's face gave her jiggly rump a good whack.
>Second one made her yelp
>There was some hesitation before number three.
>Pinkie loved this little addition Twilight made.
>Random variations of rate and intensity made it fresh and new every time.
>Number four was real hard, making her gasp and giving her rump a reddish color.
>Numbers five through eight alternated between her left and right cheeks, each one making Pinkie yelp louder.
>Number nine was the hardest yet, filling the room with a thunderous boom and making a dabble of secretion hit Plank.
>And lastly, number ten, was just a light tap.
>No need to go out with a bang.
>This is just the warmup.
>>25951934
>>25952615
"Did that fill your balloon, Planky-wanky" she said, looking back at him.
>He smiled back at her.
>Pinkie, ever in-tune with her lover, knew that despite his silence, his balloon was indeed very full.
"It's so wonderful seeing you smile, you woodie-cutie-patootie. Begin anal stimulation protocol."
>The arm aimed one of Plank's corners at her ponut and eased it into her ponut.
>It twisted and vibrated Plank.
>She loved that her pine lover was a pooper party and not a party pooper.
>She moaned loudly.
>So loudly that she got a knock on the door.
"Pinkie," called out Mrs. Cake from the door, "are you okay?"
"Yeah," she said, "me and Plank are just having a little fun." She yelped when he accidentally got a little deeper in her.
"Oh, you two! Remember to clean up after you're done."
"We will. Thanks." She waited a couple moments. "Plank. Begin anal insertion protocol, Type B."
>The arm shoved Plank with all its might into Pinkie's pooper, making her scream in pain.
>And for Pinkie, pain always includes delight.
>Being the stretchy little reality warper she is, she didn't even rip or tear the first time she did this, and this was certainly not the first time.
>Plank was thrust in and out of her poo poo place with the might of a billion Tireks and the speed of a billion Spitfires.
>Each thrust earned an elated yell from Plank's esteemed lover, Pinkie.
>She felt like she was about to burst from her other hole at any moment.
>Then she did, with an earth-shattering shriek.
>Like a tube of cake frosting slammed with a fist, Pinkie's cooter launched marecum all the way to the wall behind her, leaving a trail of it from the wall to her bed.
"End anal insertion protocol."
>Plank stopped abruptly inside her, then was slid slowly out, until he left a gaping loose butthole in his wake.
"I love love LOVE you Plank!" she said, catching her breath.
>She fumbled her way off the bed, and off her hooves.
>She still had to clean this mess up.
>So, with her tongue, she worked.
I might have the steam for one or two more Plank porns. Pick one please.
>>25952786
Dom Rara and Sub Plank. Don't forget the whips!
>>25952796
I'm going to take a quick shower first. If no better suggestions come up (and this one is going to be hard to beat) I'll do this one.
>>25952796
>Eyeshadow: check
>Lipstick: check
>Whip: check
>Leather dominatrix suit: check
>Rarity was just ready to exit the bathroom and have her wooden bitch worship her divine rose.
>She opened the door, to find Plank strapped face-down on her bed
>She didn't need anything from him like "safety words" and other such tripe
>Those were only ever a distraction.
>That Plank pleased her so well without that rubbish made him her prime choice.
>So, with her whip in magical hand, she walked up to the side of the bed.
"So, how's my pretty pine pussy doing, hmm?"
>He kept silent.
>He didn't get Mistress Rarity's permission to speak, after all.
"Let's look at that butt of yours. Hmm... ugh! Look how flat it is. You've been skipping leg day again, haven't you?"
>Plank's speechlessness confirmed his guilt.
"This is a crime most despicable. I expect my bitches to be in tip-top physical condition."
>With a scowl on her lips, she spat on the back of Plank's head, and started rubbing her whip on his behind.
"How many whips does a bad boy deserve? Hmm?"
>Never one to make demands or even suggestions, fitting for his inferior place, he kept his crayon mouth shut.
"How about twenty? Ten for both those leg days you skipped. Ready... and one!"
>That leather strap whacked Plank's flat ass good, making him bounce on the bed.
"Two!"
>She hit the edge of Plank's bottom, making him splinter a bit.
"Three! Four! Five!"
>The black colour of the whip was slammed onto the poor two-by-four.
"Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!"
>>25953035
Nice! More please.
>>25953035
>Splinters began falling on the bed.
>Even splinters that had been blackened by the whip.
"Eleven! Twelve! Thirteen! Fourteen!"
>Rarity half-expected her bitch to snap in two, but resilient as ever, the damage was confined to chipping.
"Fifteen! Sixteen! Seventeen! Eighteen! Nineteen! And... twenty!"
>Rarity could almost hear Plank pant.
>Such punishment must be tiring, even for a hunk of wood.
>Still, Mistress Rarity expected her bitches to be stoic, and anything different was grounds for punishment.
>But then, she noticed how splintered and coarse his bottom was.
>Tip-top physical condition, this is not.
>No worries, though!
>The belt sander doubled as an excellent foreplay device.
>She magically opened her "intimacy closet" and positioned her wireless belt sander over Plank's pathetically scrawny posterior.
>Switch flipped on, the sander whirred with excitement, and dear Mistress Rarity pressed it delicately on Plank's booty.
>She could imagine how excited Plank is to have his butt massaged.
>After all, all that dust being kicked up by the sander gave her a raging lady-boner.
>It was like pheromones for woody-philes.
>Plank's chipped rump became smooth like a baby's
>Mistress licked her lips at the sheer thought of that rubbing on her clit
>She hopped on the bed, and plopped her cooter on Plank's silky smooth butt.
"Come on, you boy-toy. We're going to do some gender-swapped hot-dogging."
>So Rarity rubbed both her holes on Plank's butt with gusto.
>The pleasure made her legs quiver with delight.
>Her liquids lubricated the whole thing further.
>She squealed in joy as her boy-toy gave her the closest thing to a buttjob she could ever get.
>>25953151
>She could take it no more.
>She wanted Plank's D.
>Lucky for her, Sweetie Belle learned to be a pretty decent carpenter despite it not being her special talent.
>She commissioned Sweetie Belle a custom-made wooden strapon just for Plank, which sat next to the belt-sander in her love closet.
>Her nethers getting antsy and impatient, she untied her wooden fuccboi and turned him over so she could look him in his crayon eyes, then tied him back up again.
>The strapon was strapped on, and Mistress didn't even want to wait to lube it up.
>It was already varnished and buffed, and with her fucky-fucky wetter than Seaworld, she was lubed up well enough already.
>No time was wasted getting into cowgirl position and penetrated by Plank's figuratively throbbing cock.
>Plank knew just what spots to hit.
>He just couldn't actively hit them, being the inanimate object he is, so Rarity happily did it for him.
>Again and again, she slammed her big plushy rump down on Plank with the power of a monster truck.
>Her entire body shuddered with the ecstasy coursing through her vag.
"Oh! Oh, yeah! Fuck your mistress! Give her your pathetic sperm."
>With many yells and dirty expletives coming out of her mouth, she counted down the seconds when her bitch would cum for her.
>Five.
>Four.
>Three.
>Two.
>One.
>He came.
>Backwards, of course.
>Mistress Rarity was the one who came, actually, but she figured Plank came at about the same time.
>She raised her butt up off Plank's strapon penis.
>Cum was everywhere.
"You did your lady real good today, Plank. I think you deserve a reward. Here, let me clean you up."
>With that, she turned around, stood over Plank, and opened her mouth and started giving Plank a full oral cleanup job.
>Plank, who'd been smiling gleefully this whole time, stared into Rarity's raw love hole.
>Not that he could stare into anything else, as he couldn't exactly move his eyes, but Rarity imagined he was enjoying the view.
I think this was my best one yet.
>>25953280
You did good.
But lines like
>With that, she turned around, stood over Plank, and opened her mouth and started giving Plank a full oral cleanup job.
bug me.
Don't just tell what happens, show us.
>>25953294
Yeah, sorry, I'm not terribly used to writing on the fly, nor am I used to writing clop. Hell, I don't even use greentext format normally. I'm a little bit surprised I'm not being flamed for writing utter schlock.
>>25953312
funny nonsense is always appreciated.
So I assume you write your horsefiction mostly in prose then?
>>25953330
Mostly in prose, and mostly not even releasing it until it's gone through a few revisions. "Show-don't-tell" conventions don't get a huge amount of attention until the second or third draft, hence why I do so much telling-not-showing in these greens.
>>25953341
Ah, okay. I understand. Mind showing us what you wrote?
>>25953354
Oh god. I've been writefagging on and off for years, but the only stuff I know of that I could share is 2edgy4me darkfics on FimFiction that I wrote pretty recently. Certainly not the lighthearted silliness I've written here, although relatively lighthearted scenes do exist just to break up tension.
I did get my start writing for Flutterrape back when it was all just lighthearted fun. And by that, I mean like late 2012 and early 2013.
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