What happens when you under snuggle/ over snuggle your pony?
>>26773444
You get shot by gangsters
>>26773444
nothing. they aren't real.
>>26773444
They explode. Twice.
>>26773444
They implode. Thrice.
>>26773444
Under Snuggle, she feels down for being neglected.
Over Snuggle... There is no OVER snuggle, she's a cuddle slut to the max.
>>26773444
You gettrips.
>>26773481
>>26773444
Over snuggling risks her forming a snuggle dependency on you.
Under snuggling is grounds for her to legally rape you under supervision of the Royal Guard in Ponyville and Appleloosa.
You have to strike a nice balance.
>>26773525
This. Under snuggle results in sad pony.
>>26773525
Or,
>Over Snuggle = Lewd Times
>>26773444
>over snuggle
Implying such a thing exists
>>26773525
If she is a cuddle slut that's only because you made her into one anon.
What's the difference?
>>26774609
BAD TOUCH
>>26774847
You saying you wouldn't pet thier cute tum tums?
>>26773444
Undersnuggling your pony can leave her feeling neglected, and in certain cases, even depressed.
Good signs of knowing that your pony is sufficiently snuggled include the pony falling asleep, or voluntarily leaving the snuggle.
Oversnuggling usually only occurs during Estrus. An oversnuggled pony may attempt to forcibly copulate with you.
>>26775031
>>26774609
That hand is clearly on her teats.
>>26775031
I want to kiss a dash tummy
>>26775463
I want to kiss a dash marehood.
>>26775473
Well obviously you work your way down
>>26775478
What would you do to her teats?
>>26775485
Lewd things. Unspeakably lewd things.
>>26775493
Nice.
Sometimes I wonder if the teats of a pony would be sensitive at all... I serously hope so though,
>>26775517
They will be when I'm finished with them
>>26773444
Under snuggling happens when pony will not stop being bad. just like going to bed without desserts.
>MFW i don't have a cuddle slut
Pony will feel neglected and depressed if she dosent get enough snuggles. Oversnuggle is extremely rare and only a select few cases exist of oversnuggling where the pony violently rapes the snuggler causing trauma, both physical and psychological.
Victims of this usually go through intense sessions of therapy. End results may vary.
In conclusion, be wary of how much you snuggle your pony. Too little and she'll feel neglected, too much and she'll (in most cases) force you to stop or violently rape you.
We need more cuddleslut pones
bump
>>26773444
They become ZEBRAS
>>26773444
When oversuggled they become dependent and long for your return.
When you undersnuggle pone can get a little insistent you snuggle them.
>>26773444
What if the belly is secretely an erogenous zone?
>>26780679
>mfw belly rubs are orgasmic
>>26773444
bump
>>26781448
They know this but you don't so they get all twitchy and drooly with wild spasms. You think their having a seizure and in a panic you start preforming CPR incorrectly.
if undersnuggled they form rape herds, sexy sexy rape herds
I'll cook green for you guys.
The question is what pone do you want to see desperate for affection?
>>26779961
Great Pic
>>26773444
I want to snuggle with Rainbow Dash
>>26783110
Twiggles
>>26783110
Twiggy
>>26783110
The flower trio. Flower ponies need more love, but anon only has two hands for snuggling.
>>26783110
I would greatly appreciate it if you wrote it about RD
>>26783110
Nyx.Because she'll never get it.
>>26783110
Bluefast or flutterbutter
>>26773444
In the case of under-snuggling, the Pone will dissipate over time as the outward Pone force (Fp) is greater than the inward Force of the snuggling (Fs): Fp>Fs.
In the case of OVER-snuggling, however, the opposite will occur (namely, Fp<Fs). Depending on the severity of the over-snuggling, one of two outcomes will occur:
1) If the net force (Fs-Fp) is less than the Nuclear Pone Force (Fn), the Pone will form a neutron Pone.
2) If the net force (Fs-Fp) is greater than the Nuclear Pone Force, the Pone will form a black hole.
>>26784423
To clarify:
In the final case (Fs>Fp, and Fs-Fp > Fn), the snuggle will be permanent and inescapable, as this describes a situation in which not even Sunbutt can escape.
>>26783110
Bumping for Dash cuddle green
>>26783686
Yes, I need it.
>>26784440
But what if Fs>Fp, and Fs-Fp<Fn? What would the Fn is greater than Fs>Fp; Fs-Fp?
>>26783110
Dash please
>>26785784
Desperate Dash please.
Cuddle bump
>>26773444
Under snuggling results in the pone bumping me with their head.
Over snuggling doesn't exist.
>>26783110
Luna please, writefriend.
>>26783110
What this anon here >>26783686 said
>>26783686
Flowerponers, please!
>>26783110
Rainbow Dash
>>26783110
dash
>>26773525
>>26774609
The more you snuggle a pone the more addicted they become, they can't get that full arm affection anywhere else and with each session the need only worsens. At full snuggle addiction undersnuggling can cause withdrawal effects such as shaking, scratching, sweating, etc.
>>26783110
Twilight.
>>26783110
Bow Dosh
>>26773444
Given that cuddling would be partially a derivative of love, over cuddling would lead to an addiction-like dependency.
Under cuddling would lead to a seven stage process.
1. Pone with have initial sadness and depression, up to and including crying.
2. After one week, pone will fall into a more mild state of depression and sadness, possibly making advances to recover what was lost.*
3. Repeat of phase 1. over a period of 72 hours.
4. Pone will avoid contact from original giver of cuddles and continue emotional and mental state from phase 2. possibly loathing the original cuddle giver.
5. At the begining of the second week, pone will helplessly seek alternate cuddlers, going as far as to even purchase/make a plush alternative to cuddle and fall asleep with.*
6. Pone will continue plush cuddling to attempt stabilization, crying to sleep most nights.
7. repeat of phases 3.-7. for X ammount of time.
*Thses are points where pone could find alternate cuddlers or return to the original cuddler.
Sources:My life.
>>26783110
Dash plserino.
>>26784423
But what does a neutron pone look like?
>>26773444
>over snuggle
Sorry, I don't quite comprehend.
and then the green never came and writefag was forever an unreliable faggot the end
>>26779961
That was a great thread, anyone have the green that went along with it?
>>26791403
Someone else, please!
>>26792556
I might be drunk enough to write in an hour or so.
About what did you want a story again?
Oversnuggled or undersnuggled pones?
>>26792587
You better deliver.
We want pony/ponies desperate for Anon's snuggles.
>>26792652
I've already opened my first beer, but things take time. Especially alcohol related things.
Gonna eat something, drink some more and then start writing some undersnuggled pone.
![389722__safe_solo_twilight+sparkle_princess+twilight_sweat_artist-colon-karpet-dash-shark_headband_twily-dash-daily_workout[1].png](https://i.imgur.com/P4fpDTP.png "389722__safe_solo_twilight+sparkle_princess+twilight_sweat_artist-colon-karpet-dash-shark_headband_twily-dash-daily_workout[1].png")
>>26783110
One vote for twiggy piggy
>>26792668
>>26792676
Ah yee... What pone do you guys want.
>>26792699
Rambo Dish
![[comic][rainbow dash] pudge.jpg](https://i.imgur.com/sSrCrSE.jpg "[comic][rainbow dash] pudge.jpg")
>>26792699
Rainbow Dash
You have to bump that shit if you want green
>>26792699
Dash
>>26792699
Dash
>>26794073
It's already about Dash. Don't worry.
>>26783110
Fluttershy please
"Please, Anon! Just five minutes and I will leave you be! I swear"
>"You said that last time too and I had to spend the following three hours cradling you like a small child."
"Plehease!"
>"I'm sorry, Rainbow. Not that I would particularly mind to just cuddle the afternoon away with you, but the stuff on the list your friend somehow sent me is rather expensive and I have to take extra shifts to afford them."
>Anon groans and pulls the list in question out of his pocket and takes a look at it.
>"Let alone getting my hands on some of this... Core of a glowing Salamander... I mean according to the description I'm pretty sure that's Uranium, but Blood of the Innocent? Am I supposed to kill a toddler or what?"
"I'm sure you will find out! Now shut up and rub my belly! Five minutes won't hurt now, will they?"
>"My shift starts in fifteen, so...", he sighs, "Yes, sadly they do. I can't be tardy or I will get fired."
"Noohoo!", you whine and cling to his leg.
>"R-Rainbow! Let go of my leg please!"
"No, I won't. Not until you at least hug me!"
>"I do that every time before I leave, don't I? Now come here, silly. I have to catch my bus."
"Yay!", you chirp and soar into his open arms, happily squeeing once you feel them closing around your barrel.
>Gently they squeeze you and fill you with that almost unnatural seeming feeling of content and joy that you never have felt before until you were brought to this strange place he calls earth.
>You don't know why, but his hugs feel at least ten times nicer than any other hug you had the luck to experience before in Equestria.
>Not even Pinkie's can compare to his, which is saying something.
>They are almost... Addicting.
>Up and down his hands slowly go on your back, softly stroking and scratching your coat while you bury your muzzle in the crook of his neck.
>"D-Dash, that tickles."
>This minor inconvenience of his doesn't particularly interest at the moment, though, and your lock your hooves around his neck, taking a deep breath.
>His scent is really something else... Masculine and strong, but yet not in an intimidating manner. It just makes you feel safe and secure.
"Mhhmm."
>The warmth... The comfort... The sheer closeness to him. Everything is simply perfect right now.
>A mare could lose herself in this. And at the moment you are at serious risk in just doing so.
>But before this could happen, you feel something that you learned to hate over the course of your stay here... Two soft claps on your back.
>Indicating that is now time to part ways...
>"Okay, Dash. I have to go now."
"Please don't."
>"Come on, you wanna go home, don't you?"
"Y-Yeah."
>"And I have to earn money to buy the things that will make this possible, don't I? So please let go of me now."
>One last time you give his neck a squeeze and then heavy-heartedly dislodge yourself from him.
"Okay... See you in eight hours then?"
>"Yep!", he chuckles and ruffles your mane, "See you in eight hours. Be good, Dash, and stay out of my..."
"Out of my sock drawer.", you interrupt him, "I know. Can I at least use the komputa?"
>"Computer."
"Whatever... Can I?"
>"If you want. You remember the password?", he asks and opens the door.
"Bluefast1337."
>"That's it. See ya, Rainbow."
"Bye..."
>And with that said he closes the door behind him and leaves you to yourself.
>A sad sigh escapes your lips and you turn around, fluttering into the general direction of Anon's kitchen.
>Looks like you will be alone for some time now... And you hate being alone.
>At least he allowed you to use his komp-.. comba-... con-... His magical black box to kill some time until he's back.
>You can talk to people on it via a weird world wide web of... Something. Which helps dealing with the aforementioned loneliness, but it does jack shit about another, far more gnawing and annoying feeling.
>For the moment, the warm sensation of his embrace still lingers all over you, but this won't last for all that long.
>In a few hours you will feel something that you would describe, as strangely as it may sound, as withdrawal.
>A withdrawal from his cuddles...
>And before that happens you need to be fully immersed in some game or a conversation or you will spend the next few hours crying and shivering.
"This is so weird... Why?", you wonder.
>Why does his caresses have such a strange effect over you? You're not the smartest pony, but even you can see that this isn't normal.
>Just thinking about him petting and stroking you makes you feel all tingly and weird... It almost feels like you're in love with him.
>Which you aren't... You're sure of that. Or at least you think so.
"He isn't even a pony...", you mutter to yourself and dash into his kitchen.
>Exactly. He isn't even a pony. What would your parents think?
>...
>Nothing.
>They would think nothing.
>Your mother is dead and your father stopped caring about you ever since you dropped out of flight school.
>So why bother?
>Fuck that thought.
>Opening the topmost drawer of the kitchen cabinet, you snort and begin to rummage through it.
"Where are they?"
>Seriously, you know that some should be there... Why aren't they then? Anon ordered chinese just a few days ago.
"Celestia be damned."
>Why must everything be so complicated?
>Apparently fate thinks that sending you to a whole different and alien world thanks to a spell accident isn't enough and decided to hide the chopsticks you need to type too!
>Why must it be so unfair to you?
>Forks, knives, spoons, even sporks, it's all there, but those damned chopstic-
>Oh.... There they are... Hidden under the sporks. Which you totally do not intend to "reinvent" once you get back to Equestria and earn millions with them.
>Seriously... They are damn useful.
>Shoving the sporks away, you grab the chopsticks and close the drawer again.
>Bucking finally! Time to get this magical black box running and play some games
>You can't wait to further "level" your dark elf sorcerer in Skyrim
That's all I have for now. Far too drunk to continue.
Good night.
>>26794439
>>26794433
Thank you. Perhaps you could comeback and continue tomorrow?
>>26794563
I will... I may... I'm also writing for another story. But I intended this to be rather short, so the chances are pretty high,
>>26794586
>Ending a sentence with a comma
Wow you are drunk
>>26794620
Fuck you and your unnatural needs to end sentences in full stops!
I'm going to comma every sentence I want!
At least the ones that don't need exclamation marks,
>>26794433
Nice, loving it so far.
>>26794433
Dash on Earth is a particularly interesting concept.
>>26775525
>>26783110
>no votes for appul cuddles
Will you ever fail to disapoint me, anons?
woah now page 10
Page 9 Bump
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>>26775525
>>26777300
Underrated dubs.
Probably explains entire inhabitants of thread, if not board.
>>26783110
A royal guard
>>26782398
>that musical scale
>>26773444
When you over snuggle them, they implode.
When you under snuggle them, they explode.
>Day 3
>Still no signs of green, multiple false positives
Come back, drunk anon!
>>26800290
I'm already here.
Just got home from work, so let me chill for a few hours and then I will continue.
>>26800528
Awesome!
>>26789392
Typical attributes of addiction aply: the more you snuggle, the more is needed next time to feel equally content.
Okay, time to start writing.
>>26802958
Awww yusssss
I want to send Dash to bed without dessert and give her only ten minutes of cuddles instead of the normal 30.
>>26802986
You fucking monster.
>>26802986
You would do this too, wouldn't you?!
>>26794433
>Whatever "leveling" might mean... You just want to kill bandits with magic and see all those numbers go up.
>Maybe you can get destruction up to eighty today? Then you could finally learn that perk that taunted you for so long...
>Well... There is only one way to find out, isn't there?
>But before that, you absolutely need something to snack on. "Gaming" just isn't the same without some snacks. That was one of the first things that Anon taught you.
>So let's see what hides the dark confines of the cupboards...
"Hmm..."
>Not much it seems. Just some crackers, a half eaten bag of chips and a box of quite sugary cornflakes.
>Nothing you especially would want right now... But the crackers are the lesser of the unhealthy three evils and so you take those out and close the cupboard again.
>Okay snacks are dealt with, now you need a fitting liquid accompaniment to them.
>Trotting to the fridge, you open it and can't help but to yawn yourself a bit once you see the yawning void in front of you.
>Anon really needs to buy some groceries really soon... Not even your ice-box is that empty.
>A nearly empty of that totally awesome brown soda he calls "Coke", a carton of orange juice, a... Bag of milk? Huh? How strange. Where did he get that?
>And of course the obligatory cans of beer. Quite a lot of them, to be honest.
>It is still rather early, only two in the afternoon, but there is nothing else you like... So you might as well drink it.
>Also he never allows you to drink more than one for some stupid reasons. So there is no better time than the present to circumvent that stupid little rule of his.
>"One is enough, Dash. You weigh far less than me.", his voice echoes in your head.
>Pah! You certainly are able to hold your liquor and you will prove that to him by being totally sober when he comes home.
>Not even Applejack can outdrink you, so you don't have the slightest worry of failing this simple challenge you just imposed on yourself.
>Grabbing two... No, three of the cans, you tuck them under your wings and slam the fridge shut again before skipping out of the kitchen and towards his bedroom with a happy tune on your lips.
>Something you recently discovered on that "Youtube". It's quite catchy even if you didn't understand a single word of the lyrics.
>You think they are in germane or a similiar language to it.
"Eins, zwei, drei, vier, fünf~"
>With a gentle kick you close the door behind you and stop for a short moment to admire that wonderful mess that stretches before you.
>Random articles of clothing are strewn about in just as random locations, half eaten pizza slices and drunk up cans adorn the desk and of course the bed is unmade.
>Ahh... Just like home. That's why you like it here so much.
>Jumping over a pile of shirts, you make your way to the worn out office chair and climb onto it, pressing the small button that gives life to the machine while you do so.
>Luckily the chair is already raised to the right height for you to actually reach those "keyboard" and "mouse" things and so you use the time while that magical box starts up to spread your treats on the desk and fasten the chopsticks to your hooves with rubber bands.
"Ow!"
>Why must they hurt so much on fur? Well... At least you got it right in the first try. That's something too.
>Usually you need three to five tries for that to happen.
>The colourful "Windows" logo pops up on the screen before you and you get yourself ready to type in the password.
>But you still have a few seconds to spare before that and so you use the time to crack open your first beer and take a small sip from it.
>Immediately your mouth is filled with that familiar piney, malty and yeasty aroma that you learned to love so much and took you so much time to get acquainted to.
>It's taste is a lot rougher than cider, that's for sure, but in the end it's far more satisfying and... Rounder? Yeah, that's the right term, you think... Than the fermented apple beverage.
>So you have another belt and relish the nice and warm feeling that alcohol gives you for a second before putting the can next to the keyboard and beginning to to type the password in.
"B...L...U...E...F....A...."
>By Celestia... That is far more tedious than it needs to be. Why can't the buttons be bigger?
>It's like humans never thought of other species using their contraptions... Fucking racists. Condemned be they and their creators!
>Except for Anon of course. He's cool.
"S...T...1...3...3...7... And enter."
>A short, happy jingle resounds to show you that you entered everything correctly and the background image of the "desktop" appears, showing a picture of you and Anon wearing silly hats.
>Anon took that picture shortly after you've arrived... Which was roughly four weeks ago.
>Strangely enough he wasn't one bit scared when he found you in that park on that fateful night... He took you home with him without a single question asked.
>Although he was quite surprised when he found out that you were able to talk... Ah... Good times... He didn't come out of his room for nearly a whole day.
>Luckily he grew accustomed to you rather fast then. And you to him of course too.
>Entire nights were spent just talking about Equestria and Earth, which you still think is a fairly unimaginative name for a planet but whatever, and its respective inhabitants.
>You were utterly amazed about the technological marvels of his world while he was astounded about the simple fact that magic exists on yours.
>Something you totally didn't understand... You mean... What is magic compared to machines that fly faster than the speed of sound?! Nothing!
>Not even you can fly faster than sound itself, which is saying something since you are pretty much the fastest flyer in all of Equestria.
>And of course you will never forget the first night he cuddled with you... What a strange and cold night it truly was.
>You used to sleep on a pile of sheets and blankets right in front of his bed, but on that night a terrible nightmare had awoken you from your slumber and you fought for what felt like an eternity with yourself if you should ask him if you could sleep with him or not.
>Not in a sexual way of course... That would be plain disg-... Disgus-... No, you can't say, let alone even think that.
>Why?
>...
>You don't know... Anyway...
>Thankfully you managed to overcome your pride and fortunately he said yes. And by Celestia were you glad that he did so...
>Without questioning your intentions, he lifted his covers and invited you into their warm confines, immediately embracing you in his strong arms once you were in them.
>It must have been a visceral reaction to you joining him and you were at first quite surprised and perplexed by his reaction, but it didn't take you long to fully succumb to his embrace.
>After all you were pretty agitated, not only due to the nightmare but also from that whole "being sucked out of your home" thing, back then and his warmth helped to soothe that pain.
>So you just snuggled up to him and almost instantly fell asleep again.
>The next morning was quite awkward and embarrassing, though... You both woke up at the same time and had to assess that you were lying in the respective appendages of each other.
>He apologized for minutes afterwards and only stopped when you told him that it was okay and that you liked it.
>And well... The rest is history. Ever since then you've became cuddle buddies, snuggling each others worries and fears away.
>But sadly since Twilight somehow sent him that letter, those intense cuddle sessions became less and less frequently.
>The materials she asked him to get for that ritual that will allow you to get back to Equestria seem to be fairly expensive... And so he has to work more to afford them.
>Which also meant that he had to go to bed earlier and earlier... Often without spending any time with you at all.
>So it's no wonder that you are rather under-cuddled at the moment... Which is sounding very, very strange on it's own, given the fact that it is you, you are talking about..
>Cuddles and affections were never a big thing to you... Not even with the few coltfriends you had. You were just fine with sharing the same bed as them after you have slept with them or did whatever.
>But with Anon... It's not quite as easy. His cuddles and caresses are just something special.
>By Celestia... You are missing his touch already... You better start to distract yourself before that feeling of withdrawal begins to overwhelm you.
>Not that you end like two days ago... Burying yourself deep into the pile of his used shirts...
>That was just fucking weird and you still could slap yourself for doing that.
>So you move the cursor of the mouse onto that burning fox symbol and tap the left button of that "mouse" thing two times.
"Okay, Internet... Entertain me."
That's all for tonight. Hope you enjoyed it.
>>26773444
Oversnuggling will produce a fluffy singularity that sucks every ounce of cuteness around it into itself until it explodes along with your heart.
Undersnuggling will cause the heat death ofyour feels.
>>26804513
>>26804651
dawww
>>26794103
Fluttershy was made for snuggling
>>26804834
Maybe in my next story.
>>26804513
Bump for more pone snuggles
