R63 thread?
R63 thread.
>>26992998
I'm down for this. My waifu makes a cute stallion.
>male Trixie could have been canon
Just imagine the shipping power, early in the show and god knows how much better than Flash Sentry, plus the chemistry they already have
>>26992998
There's already 2 gay horse threads, go be a faggot in one of those.
>>26993027
Twixie is already decently popular.
>>26993043
>thread about gender swapped characters is the same as homo horse hangout
Okay, sure, keep thinking that.
>>26992998
I'm fond of the idea of Butterscotch trying to help reform Queen Umbra, but her proving to be a bit tougher to help than the element of discord
>>26992998
Felicity pls.
>lightning brows on blitz
>every fucking time
>>26993345
now?
>>26993444
>>26993558
>>26993567
These really don't feel like rule 63. They just look like palette swaps.
>>26993605
That is literally the joke, familienmitglied.
>>26993624
It's a bad joke.
warning: no hooves
>>26993642
>all that bacon hair
>>26993613
>big buffy dude turned into loli
>>26993679
But don't you know, anon? R63 means reversed gender, so why not reverse practically everything else about them!
>>26993679
>>26993237
I need sauce on that
So is this just a rule 63 image dump? I could go to derpibooru for that. Not saying it's unwelcome, but it's pretty pointless since nothing else is going on.
>>26993750
as opposed to all these amazing self-insert greentext circlejerks.
>>26993674
I wanna fuck femcord
>>26993027
To be honest, Blueblood already fit the personality betterand no wonder both he and Trixie get shipped
>>26992998
Aren't these kinds of threads banned under the new rules?
>>26993828
nigga we just posting ponies
>>26993828
What? How did you make that leap to that conclusion?
>>26992998
I really dislike these rule 63 designs. R63 Dash eyebrows are atrocious. R63 Twilight hairstyle is ridiculous.
But they were the most popular designs at their time, so it was forever stiched onto everyone's mind as their "canon" looks.
despair.jpeg
>>26993811
except blueblood is just rich snob and arrogant, Trixie acts like that because her confidence is covering her own insecurities
>>26993828
its against roleplaying AKA any thread that starts with picture of pony + green of what pony is saying, image dumps, CYOAs, all that shit is still fine, and yes, it is a bullshit rule
>>26993444
I would even harder than the male version
>>26993916
Can you give us an example of good r63 of them that isn't like >>26993894 ?
>>26993916
yeah I hate them too. >>26993631 looks much better, Twi would look like a sissy fuccboy.
>>26994033
I would fuck male Twi's colt pussy so hard.
>>26993630
Do you have access to a better quality version? Reverse search is only showing pinterest results and their image quality is pure shit.
>>26994073
Nope. And the artist seems to have deleted everything in their tumblr page.
>>26993802
>>26993674
Damn, I do too
>>26993208
Source ?
>>26993828
b8, dont fall for it
>>26994321
She could pull your dick into a pocket dimension and give you a blowjob while you stand in line at a grocery store
She's perfect
>>26994494
Or she could stop time but keep you aware of everything happening around you while she rubs herself against you, sucks you dry out in the open, or any other form of /ss/ just to tease you
I want Eris to do things to me my mind can't comprehend.
>>26994612
She could blend your brain. Then you literally can't comprehend what she did.
ded thred
>>26993801
>self-insert greentext circlejerks.
>>26994612
>I want Eris to do things to me my mind can't comprehend.
There is no way this could go right.
"Levardin ramarock. Vestima vestima. Ogtilimulique-stat, teramah vetteque quiest!" Anon chanted in what he was beginning to suspect might have been Spanish. Maybe. He couldn't know for sure; the cabin had no cell phone reception, or any other way of hooking up to Google translator, and books were an luxury item that went unheard of out here. (It was just one of those places.) Well, he did have the one book. The book that he'd been reading this very incantation from. It came from a box wrapped in barbed wire, panelled in wood, and was painted in red with a dire warning, so of course he was going to open it.
The book itself was a thick, burgundy-coloured volume with maple boards covered in tanned leather and bound in hemp, with about an inch worth of pages. It was a beautiful looking book on the outside, but in the inside, less so. It was filled with a mad scrawl of text accompanied by many annotations in the sidebar, and the hand done illustrations could only be described as obscene, if they had at any point depicted human figures; it wasn't at all clear what they were meant to be. It was certainly a well used book.
Now on one hand, Anon had recognised all the red flags, but on the other hand, he'd just been coming down from the hit of acid he'd taken that morning, so re-enacting a scene straight out of The Evil Dead isn't something he was entirely unfamiliar with had he any other book on hand. What did surprise him was what happened after he reached the end of the page.
In a sudden burst of flickering green-red faerie fire-like radiance appeared a monstrous composite creature straight out of myth and nightmare alike. It introduced itself as Eris, it introduced itself to his scones, and then helped itself to his scones.
>>26995395
AND THEN THEY PORKED
>>26995534
There will be no porking. It'll be the opposite of porking.
>tfw no good art of r63 sunburst
Which of the r63 m6 would have the biggest horsecock?
>>26995705
Applejack (until Dusk Shine becomes an alicorn or expands his with magic)
>>26995395
"Sup," she said, after having scoffed down what was going to be breakfast and lunch (and while the roads were still flooded, maybe also dinner). But who is to impede the horror called forth into this world, especially if it was done without making dinner plans. Hell hath no fury like a hungry guest with jetlag.
But right now, the fears, doubts, and lack of food for later was not the pressing concern. The most pressing thought at the forefront of Anon's mind was the one question, the only question on every man's mind pressed there since late adolescence for this very kind of predicament. "Do I get any ... wishes?"
"Excuse me?" the creature replied, if a tad bit warily. It was hard to tell if it was genuinely offended or being flippant. "You called me here on such short notice, while only having lousy, stale baked wares, and not having the decency to provide real butter. But you still think you can scam some wishes off of me pal?" The comment was sharp enough, and he got the point. As for the sharp shoulder jabbing he was receiving over it. Well, this was the first time Anon had offended someone with talons. Never has the word 'lacerations' yet been added alongside all the other ways he imagined he might be hurt in a situation. He was not enjoying the game of make-believe going on, speculating how this day might prematurely end.
"Book. I didn't know. My bad. The streets are flooded. I didn't have time to get to the store," he rambled, still feeling greedy for what could have been, so his ears were all the happier to hear when she said:
"Yeah, yeah. Excuses, excuses. I see that this was an accidental calling. But you people are as covetous as ever, eh, Avaricious. Not to mention thrifty. So I guess you can get your wishes. Maybe, hmm. Two? Two sounds good. I'll make it two. That's more than one and more generous than none."
>>26995740
>>26995749
"Whatevs, gal. You can call me bastard in thirty-seven languages, Anon just wants himself some of dem wishes," he said, self-satisfied as ever. But then a terrible realisation dawned on him. You don't happen to just satisfy the wording of the wish, and then select whichever result yields consequences least desirable to the wisher, right? Right? No, please no. Eris, how could you?!" Anon asked, begged.
She gave him a sheepish grin and a shoulder shrug. "I can't help it. That's just my thing. Also, I don't really like you. It's just that simple. If it's any consolation, I could like you a lot less. You'd know it if I liked you a lot less."
>>26993688
R63 Mr. Cake a fucking CUTE!
>>26995782
IWDSTCIM
>>26993779
Need more ponies discovering their new junk after a transformation, please.
>>26995705
damn I hate blitz's and elusive's tails.
really the only decent designs are bubble berry, applebrandy, and butterscotch
Looking for more Dusk wingboners.
>>26994612
>>26993630
thanks
>>26995740
>Dusk Shine becomes an alicorn or expands his with magic
Anyone have any good green of this?
Reposting something I copied into notepad. Does anyone have sauce?
> 'It's so hot out here...'
> Butterscotch wiped the sweat off of his brow.
> He was third in line for lemonade, and the pony running the stand was taking an awfully long time.
> He gently flapped his wings.
> The small breeze it provided was nice, but it wouldn't quench his thirst.
> He gulped; his throat felt like sandpaper.
> He briefly considered switching over to the smoothie line.
> The line was much faster, but he didn't want to risk hurting the lemonade stand owner's feelings.
> Well, that and Gilda was at the back of that line.
>He'd rather stay in the slower line.
> Where it was safe.
>The line he was in finally moved forward.
> He smiled. He would get his relief.
> Soon, he got to the front, and immediately understood why it took so long.
> The CMCs were running the stand.
>Sweetiebell was stomping around in a barrel of lemons, the results were pouring out of a small tube and into an large bucket.
> Scootaloo was dumping bag after bag of sugar into it.
> "Ahem."
> He looked down. Applebloom smiled sheepishly.
>"Sorry about tha' wait. We ran outta suger."
>'Gee, I wonder why...'
> She pushed a cup towards him.
> "That'll be 5 bits."
> He inwardly groaned, both at the blatant rip off and the fact that this wouldn't be worth the wait.
> He coughed up the bits anyway and took his drink.
> He dared to take a sip as he walked.
> He swore he could feel a cavity forming.
> Maybe he could--
>"Oof!"
> His drink hit the ground, along with a pink liquid.
>"O-oh! I-I'm sorry, I didn't...mean...to...oh no..."
>"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING, DWEEB!"
> He tried to scuttle back, and out of the danger zone, but was dragged even closer into her personal space.
>She pointed at the strawberry smoothie smeared into her fur.
>"LOOK AT THIS! YOU CLUMSY JERK! I SHOULD--"
> Her eyes left his briefly, eyeing a much tastier treat.
>"Come on, dork. You're gonna clean this up."
>>26996221
> Before he can come up with any sort of reply, he's being dragged away.
>She stopped behind a building that Butterscotch couldn't place at the moment.
>"This is good. Get up, nerd."
> He scrambled to his hooves and began sputtering out apologies.
> "I-I'm really sorry, Gilda. P-please--"
> His apology was cut short as a hot, narrow tongue dragged up his chest.
> "What...what are you doing?"
> "Those kids really can't make lemonade for shit." She states, pointing at his drenched coat.
> He gasped as she pushed him against the brick wall.
> He could feel the panic beginning to rise in his throat.
> "W-well, if you'd let me get a warm rag or something, I could--"
>"No,"
> Her voice dropped to a husky growl.
>"I want you to clean it off with your tongue."
> Panic mode activated.
>"I couldn't! Th-this is wrong!"
> She grabbed a fistfull of his mane and shoved his face into her chest.
>"NOW!"
>Gilda could hear more muffled pleas vibrating against her chest.
>"If you don't, I'll rip your hair out by the roots and shove em down your throat!"
> His cries ceased immediately.
> Of course, Gilda wasn't THAT cruel, but the threat alone was enough to get him to comply.
> He gave a tentative lick, and immediately gagged.
> The strawberry was almost completely overpowered by the taste of sweat.
> The tears began to spill and he found himself full on sobbing.
> His tears were much more efficient in cleaning her than his tongue was, but she huffed anyway and yanked his head back.
> "Wow. You're crying?"
> He nodded, thinking she'd have a change of heart and leave him be.
> Instead, his right cheek exploded in pain, and he suddenly found himself on his back.
>"You look pretty when you cry."
>>26992998
>fluttershy's brother
>>26996221
>>26996241
U-unf. You planning on more?
>>26996241
>tfw gilda will never make you lick smoothie off of her
>>26996520
My bad.
> He brought his hoof up to caress his red, sticky cheek.
>"...why..?"
> He felt his legs being forced apart.
>"Please! S-stop!"
> He cringed as he felt her hot breath against his balls.
> They disappeared into her beak, her tongue slowly massaging him.
> He felt his cock rising and choked back a sob at the realization that he was enjoying this.
> She glanced up, and inwardly grinned.
> His balls dropped from her mouth as she uses two talons to hold up his cock.
> He blushed, feeling more degradged, if that was possible. She made him feel small, holding his...you know... like it was too tiny.
>"It's amazing that a dweeb like you could have a dick like this."
> She gave it a hard lick, sending a chill up Scotch's spine.
> A stong flap of her wings put her on top of him.
> As his erection pressed against her wet enterance, his panic renewed.
>"N-no! Please! I don't want this! I've never--"
>"Shut up."
> She lifted her hips and positioned his cock.
>"Just remember this,"
> She paused, taking in his pitiful expression.
>"You'll never be more than what you are now: A toy."
> She slammed her hips down, taking In every inch at once.
> He cried out in pain; His tiny hips were being crushed by her colossal ones everytime she came down.
>'What did I do to deserve this?'
> Her ass slapped against his thighs.
>'I didn't want this...'
> The pressure in his balls gradually increased to the point where it almost hurt.
>'Did I?'
> Gilda suddenly came to a screeching stop.
> She let out a deafening screech as her walls tightened around his dick.
> Butterscotch made a much quiter, strangled noise as he came inside of her.
> Everything became eerily quiet.
>'Please. Please, Celestia. Let her leave. Please, just leave.'
> The weight on his pelvis lifted.
> His limp cock slid out of her.
>"Thanks for the fuck, Dweeb. We should do it again, sometime."
> Then she was gone.
> And all he could do, was curl up in a ball and cry.
>>26996842
Tip, could you single space it? It takes up unnecessary room when posting. Other than that, enjoying it.
>>26996927
Sorry, it's a personal issue. It's super hard for me to read when it's all together, but I guess I can change it after spell checking.
>>26996842
>>26995740
I want a green of Dusk dealing with the increased size and libido of an alicorn.
>>26997594
I do too.
So, so badly.
Wonder when Unexpected Love Life of Dusk Shine comic artist will fuck off with their stupid human shit and get back to ponies.
http://xxangeluciferxx.deviantart.com/gallery/39195028/The-Unexpected-Love-Life-of-Dusk-Shine
>r63 thread
>no vocaroos
Shamfur dispray.
>Hey kid, wanna /ss/?
>>26992998
I want Rainbow Blitz to cum in my ass.
https://derpibooru.org/704984
Only dusk green I've found. Warning: hella gay. also, kinda fluffy.
>>26999209
Oh god, the peanut gallery was the best with that.
"This isn't the place for this. Don't stop writing, but don't do it again."
>>26996842
it's
okay
anon
good
job
desu
SO YOU FAGS WANT STORIES?
I GOT
BUTTERSCOTCH BEING RAILED BY A VARIETY OF MARES
FLUTTERSHY BEING RAILED BY ONE OR TWO STALLIONS
ONE MUSICHORSE STICKING HIS DONG IN ANOTHER MUSICHORSE
A COLOURED HORSE BONING A GREY HORSE
A WHITE HORSE DITCHING A CARD
THE GAYEST VILLAIN ON EARTH
ANDa worksafe story about a cutie mark.
TAKE YOUR PICK
>>27001498
MUSICHORSE ONES SOUND GOOD FOR RIGHT NOWor the cutie mark one
>>27001888
TRIPS HAVE SPOKEN
I'LL JUST DO FUCKING BOTH
HOLD THE THREAD ALIVE FOR ME UNTIL I HAVE THE TIME FUCKLARKS
>>26993027
That's a really hot picture.Sauce?
>>27002377
bump for hope
>>27002377
second hope bump
>>27002377
>>27002377
I only wish for pink horse.
>>26993208
LMAO THIS CROP
Btw its dimwitdog
>>27004039
AW SHIT PINK HORSE IS THE BEST
IF I HAVE TIME LEFT I'LL POST A PINKHORSE ONE
BUT FIRST UP
WRITTEN IN BORING FIRST PERSON GREEN
Octavius Does The DJ
Chapter One
>You let out a content sigh as you finally catch sight of your own home again
>Touring the Crystal Empire for two months has been fun, but very tiring
>As you pass a shop window, you see your own reflection passing by
>The same grey coat and charcoal mane
>The same collar and bow tie
>The same treble clef sporting your flank
>The same tired eyes
>You are Octavius
>As you approach your humble abode, your ears fill with music
>Oh yes, music
>Music is your life
>Quite literally, at that
>But not this kind of music
>Unce unce unce unce
>You figured she'd be at it from the moment you left
>And it only slightly surprises you she's still going
>You stop right before your front door
>Unce Unce Unce Unce
>You sigh, and take out your key
>You brace yourself for a wall of sound
>And you step inside
>UNCE UNCE UNCE UNCE
>You try to look unfazed by the drum-splitting noise
>You turn the party lights and stroboscopes off, and you flick the regular light switch
>She has a habit of turning on the 'disco lights' when she's 'practicing'
>"OH HEY THERE OCTAVIUS! BACK ALREADY?"
>"Hi Vinyl. I was back yesterday, but I had to spend the night at the music hall."
>"WHAT'S THAT? SPEAK UP,THE MUSIC'S ON!"
>You calmly walk over to Vinyl's DJing table, and turn down the volume
>UNCE Unce unce unce
>>27004334
[2/9]
>Much better
>"Aww, and just before the good bit started!"
"I said I was back yesterday, but I had to spend the night at the music hall."
>"Ah, buck that! You should've called me, I'd have brought some music for you to listen to!"
>You both know you can't trust her on that
>Or rather, her taste in music
>But aside from that, and leaving crumbs everywhere, she's a nice pony
>Certainly not a pain to share the house with
>Most of the time
>"Talking 'bout music, where's your cello?"
"They're bringing her in tomorrow. She was in the cargo train."
>You head to the kitchen to fetch yourself a glass of well-deserved wine
>"Hey, why do you keep calling your cello 'her'? It's kinda funny."
"Just a habit I picked up from my teachers. Nothing serious."
>Two minutes in, and she's already tiring you
>You look through the wine rack
>Nothing
>Literally
"Vinyl? Where'd that chardonnay I told you not to touch?"
>"What? I didn't touch i- ooooooh..."
>That sound means trouble
>I had a party here, a couple weeks back, and this guy, he said he was gonna drink everything. I guess he did. Sorry, I forgot to pick up a new one."
>You refuse to get worked up over small things like this, and she sounds strangely more genuine that she normally does
>So you let it slip
>You check the fridge and find some sauvignon blanc
>Not what you had hoped for, but it'll have to do
>Unce unce un-
>You hear vinyl walk towards the kitchen
>Just as you're about to grab a wine glass from the cupboard, two float out
"Thank you. Vinyl."
>>27004341
[3/9]
>"Don't mention it, I just figured I'd drink a glass with you and ask you about the trip."
"Tour. And thank you again."
>Something's off, she'd normally never do this
>Either something great or something terrible has happened while you were gone
"Vinyl?"
>The two of you walk back into the living room
>"Yeah?"
>You sit down, and pour yourself a glass. Vinyl does likewise
"What happened?"
>"What?"
"Apologizing, sitting with me, asking me how my tour went. It's all a little bit strange to me. What happened?"
>"Oh? Well, apart from that party thing, nothing. Well, I accidentally kinda flooded the kitchen a bit, but that's all patched up! I guess I just kinda missed you a little."
>Missed you?
>That's news
>Not that it's an unwelcome change
>You settle down and tell her of your tour, occasionally sipping your wine
>To your surprise, she seems genuinely interested
>She's listening, asking a few questions, occasionally refilling her glass
>By the time you're finished, the wine is too
>And you've only had two glasses
>Surprise, surprise, Vinyl is drunk
>Not too much though, you've seen her down much, much more than that
>With her average intake, she's about tipsy
>"So, wait waitwaitwait wait. Wait. That one mare. The one, you said her name was Shoe Shine?"
"Blue Shine."
>"Yeah, Blue Shine. She was totally so into you! Why didn't you?"
You grab the bottle and the glasses, and stand up to put them away
"Why didn't I what?"
>"Why didn't you give her the D, man?"
>You sigh
>>27004356
[4/9]
"It'd be most impolite to try and infiltrate a mare's privacy like that on the first meeting."
>You put the glasses in their cupboard
>You hear Vinyl's voice drifting from the living room
>"But she was totally cool with it! She was all over you Octavius!"
"I'm certain she was just being polite."
>You walk back into the living room to see Vinyl's taken your spot on the couch
>She's taken all spots
>She's draped herself over the seating in a lightly unflattering, highly improper pose
>"That didn't sound like 'just polite' to me."
>A smirk crawl across her face
>"Or were you savin' it for somepony else?"
>You sigh, grab a chair and sit down
"No. I just don't want to abuse hospitality like that."
>"Aww c'mon Octavi! You're so stiff, when's the last time you've actually hit the hay with a mare?"
"I had a drink too much at the Gala two years back. I don't ever expect to see her again anyways."
>"Dude! That's crazy long ago! You /live/ with a mare and you get less sex than... than... Everpony!"
>While it's true that you live with a mare, you don't really want to think about those implications
"Vinyl, you've had more than a few too many. I think it's time for a good night's rest while we still can."
>With that, you stand up, and leave for your bedroom
>You sit down on your bed, and start to get yourself ready for the night
>You've barely untied your bow tie, when there's a knock on your door
"Vinyl, your room is opposite."
>"Geez 'Tavius, I want in already, I even knocked!"
>She then proceeds to barge into your room
>You notice she's taken her glasses off
>She directly makes way over to you
>She lays a hoof on your upper leg, her red eyes looking right into yours
"Vinyl, what's the meaning of this?"
>"Like I said earlier, I kinda missed you."
"I don't think that's reason to bother me when I'm about to go to sl-"
>>27004363
[5/9]
>You jut stop talking from pure bewilderment
>Vinyl is straddling you
>Those red eyes now have a particularly sultry look to them
>"I also think you should loosen up a bit more."
>She leans forward, getting her nuzzle right next to you ear
>"It helps creativity flow~."
"Vinyl, do you really think this is a good idea?"
>She leans back again
>Your faces are still pretty close though
>"Aw c'mon? Just this once? It'll be great, I promise!"
>Something about the way she's looking at you makes you want to say yes
>You don't even have time to politely refuse though
>Vinyl's started to lightly grind her hips back and forth on your lap, against yours
>"Come on, I know you'll like it!"
>You sigh
>There's no denying
>First of all, you probably can't get yourself out of this situation
>Secondly, she's had a few too many, and, though very little, there is alcohol in your system
>Thirdly, you really haven't been with a mare for quite some time, and you find yourself bothered with certain urges again lately
>Lastly, you'd be lying if you said Vinyl didn't have a good body
>A great body even, for her lifestyle
>You sigh
"At least... At least give me a little time and space to do it properly, not sitting up on the edge of my bed."
>That you can only scarcely practice doesn't mean you don't know how to please a mare
>Vinyl crawls off you
>Is she blushing?
>No, she couldn't be. But she did just make a little hoofpump, which she normally doesn't do when she's getting laid
>You're almost ashamed you know that
"On the covers or under?"
>You ask as you take off your collar
BUSINESS ELSEWHERE LEAVES YOU HORNDOGS WITH A CLIFFHANGER
>>27004375
JUST KIDDING HAHA
[6/9]
>You've already said yes, better make it a good performance
>"Leave that on!"
"Leave what on? The covers?"
>"No... The collar. And the tie. I can get my glasses too, if you want..."
>You hesistantly tie your collar and bow tie back up
>Is this some kind of fetish?
"Alright then. You can leave the glasses though."
>"Alright, thanks! And I'd like to do it on the covers, please."
>You nearly choke
>Please?
>From Vinyl?
>You resist the urge to pinch yourself
>You finish fastening your bow tie, and turn to face Vinyl
"Then, please lie down on your back."
>She lies down on your bed, on her back, hind legs spread
>"Like this?"
>What's she getting nervous for? She's probably done this a million times before!
>You smile your most charming smile as you crawl on top of her pearly white body
>"See? You're smiling already!"
>You can hear her voice tremble ever-so-slightly as she speaks
>Most ponies wouldn't have heard it
>But you wouldn't be a musician if you didn't have grade-A hearing
>you finally decide to ask it
"You seem nervous. Am I mistaken? I mean, you have a lot of experience on this matter."
>Her expression can only be described as 'busted'
>"Well, you see, most stallions just do me from behind... I've actually never done it face to face like this."
>So this is like a first?
>You surpress a smirk
"Then I'll make sure you'll remember it."
>You give her one last smile, before you move forward to make your lips connect
>>27004388
[7/9]
>She seems to reprociate just a tad too eagerly
>You wrap your front hooves around her body as you lock your lips with her
>You hear a tiny squirm escape Vinyl as she does the same
>You have to admit, she's good at this
>Between your tongues twisting around each other and her body moving under you in just the right way, you feel yourself getting hard already
>You finally decide to break the kiss
"Ready?"
>Vinyl's bright red eyes look up at you, down between your bodies, and up at you again
>You can't help but notice how much prettier she's become in the last minute
>Her grip around your shoulders tightens
>"Bring it."
>It doesn't sound as convincing without her trademark smirk, but you take that as a green light
>You shift your body over hers to get in the right position, before slowly pushing forward
>And inwards
>You hold back your moans as you make your way deeper and deeper into Vinyl's body
>In the process, she lets out a single moan
>It sounds light, almost filly-like in contrast to her normal voice
>You take it as a tiny victory
>You steady yourself on the bed as you get ready to start moving
>Vinyl wraps her hind legs around your lower back
>You've never had that done to you before
>You quite like it
>No time to think about what /you/ like
>You've got a mare to take to heaven
>You start moving yourself back and forth, slowly and deribelately
>But, most of all, passionately
>Vinyl's moaning and squirming under you already
>And this is just the start!
"How's this?"
>"Wow! It's so... different! Stallions just rut me and that's it, but this!"
>>27004401
[8/9]
>You allow yourself a smirk
>You can't help but feel a little smug whenever mares compliment your technique
>You keep going, gradually picking up the pace
>As your movements increase in intensity, so do Vinyl's moans
>But she isn't just lying there enjoying herself
>Oh no, she's doing her best to pleasure you back
>Her inner walls contract and clench around your shaft in just the right way and just the right moments
>You're having a hard time not losing yourself in pleasure
>Both your movements and her reactions are getting more erratic with every passing seconds
>And after what seems like hours, a finale finally arrives
>Vinyl throws her head back in please
>Her grip on your shoulders and your lower back tightens
>She cries out in estacy as her orgasm rides through her
>Sounds like she doesn't get a lot of those
>You finally let a low, pleasured grunt escape you
>All the stress you've been building up seems to flow out of your body as you cum deep inside Vinyl
>Yes, inside. Without protection
>Unicorns are their own contraception
>After you're done, you collapse
>Your tiredness gets back to you, andd you let yourself fall down next to Vinyl
>At this point, you expect your mare to either leave for their own chamber, ask you to head to yours, or take their side of the bed
>But Vinyl snuggles up to you
>"That was awesome, 'Tavius! I bet it's even the best ever!"
>She plants a kiss on your cheek
>"We should so do this again sometime!"
>Are you even sure you want to have that kind of relationship with her?
"I suppose so. It wouldn't be a punishment."
>Apparently you do
>Vinyl snuggles up against you even more
>"Octavius?"
>>27004408
[9/9]
>You wrap a hoof around her, only partly out of reflex
"Yes?"
>"Do you mind if I stay like this for the night? I really sorta missed you."
>You'd be amazed at how fast sleep is catching up with you, if you weren't half sleeping already
"Go ahead."
>"Thanks."
>You feel Vinyl's body settle against yours
>And before long, her breathing's become slow and stable
>You don't register that last part though
>You're the first to fall asleep
AND THAT'S THAT
CHAPTER TWO COMING UP NEXT
>>27004417
AND NOW
Octavius Does The DJ
Chapter Two
>Warm, low tones fill the room as the bow in your hoof softly glides over the cello's strings
>It'moments like these you live for
>A most perfect execution of a single cello version of Beethooven's Fourth
>Even if there isn't anypony to enjoy it
>You are Octavius
>Your moment of bliss is cut a little short however
>The familiar sound of the front door key rattling in the lock try to interrupt your recital
>She's home
>You've lived with her for... a long time now, and she knows what she thinks of your cello pieces
>"Octavius! I'm home!"
>You carefully move your bow away from the strings
>Damaging your cello's the last thing you'd want to do
"Welcome home Vinyl. Did you bring milk?"
>"Milk? Uhh... I bought chocolate milk, which is kinda the same- oh hey! I did buy milk! Lucky!"
>You gracefully, respectfully almost, put your cello back on its standard
>You hear the sound of hooves behind you
>"Oh? You were playing cello again? Which one? Back?"
>She always guesses Bach
>It's the only composer she knows, and she doesn't even know his name properly
"Bach."
>"Called it!"
"Actually, I was just correcting you. You said Back, but it's Bach. I was playing Beethooven's Fourth."
>Vinyl tilts her head, and puts the shopping bag down
>"Oh? Let's hear?"
>A few weeks ago, a statement like this would've phased you
>But you've been getting closer lately
>After you arrived home from your Crystal Empire orchestra tour roughly two weeks ago, you two...
>You and Vinyl had sex
>The morning after, you were slightly anxious thing's be awkward between you
>But they weren't
>>27004445
>off by one
[2/10]
>Never became even the slightest bit awkward
>If anything, you became closer
>The fact you did it three more times over the course of those two weeks probably helped
>She dan't even brought in any other stallions in that time
>Vinyl had become more interested in your music
>To the point where'd she'd ask you what you were playing, and sometimes she'd even ask you to play it for her
>She'd always get bored within a minute, but you appreciate the gesture and seemingly genuine interest nonetheless
>And you have to admit, you have been listening to Vinyl's creation more closely lately
>Not out of appreciation, but out of interest
>And, to your own surprise, you are beginning to see why other ponies might like it
>There's all sort of underlying shifts and changes, progressions and alterations that you had never noticed before
>You'd sometimes even ask what she was 'building' as she called, and occasionally you'd ask her to play some of it for you
>You always regretted your decision within a minute, but she seems to appreciate the gesture
>But, as I wrote a few lines back, her question didn't phase you now
"I'm not sure you'd like it, it is a very slow and sleepy piece. It's akin to a lullaby, if a little more grand."
>"Aww... But I guess you're right. Some other time?"
>With that, she picks the bag of groceries back up, and heads into the kitchen
>"Godda puff dese awaw firf"
>Since you're done practicing anyway, you decide to help Vinyl out
>She's already with her head in the fridge, making room for some of the newly bought wares
>She must've heard you though
>"Ah, thanks for helping me out! It's always such a chore!"
>You don't reply
>You'd rather start helping out
>As you start putting various items of food in their respective cupboards and cabinets, you notice something
"Vinyl? Why didn't you buy anything for dinner. You never forget dinner."
>She retreats from the fridge, smiling sheepishly
>>27004466
[3/10]
>"About that... Acting on it beforehoof might not be the best idea but... Wanna eat out tonight?"
>She tries to bring it as casually as possible, but you can't help but notice she's fidgeting just a little bit
"Well, since there's nothing to eat, I guess we'll have to. But I'm making it sound worse than it is that way."
>You grant Vinyl is smile
"Sounds fun."
>Vinyl smiles widely at your answer
>"Awesome! There's this pizza joint downtown, real cool place, quick serve, smooth jazz."
>That's really all you need to know
"Pizza joint..?"
>"Well, the front says pizzaria, but they also sell a good deal of pastas and the like."
"Alright, that sounds ni-"
>"And it's not really a 'joint'. More of a 'place', really."
"Yes, thank you. As I was trying to say, it sounds nice. Let's go there."
>"Awesome!"
>She happily trots out of the kitchen, leaving you with a little under half a bag of groceries to put away
>She wasn't even done with the fridge
>Later that evening, you find yourself in a remarkably tasteful pizzaria
>The place is nearly empty
>You like that
>The only other customers are an old stallion eating alone, and a lovely pair of yellow ponies
>The sight got you in the mood for Prench quisine for some reason, but only for a split-second
>A far more pleasant sight is sitting across form you
>To your surprise, Vinyl had left her glasses at home, and she even took the effort to style her mane
>It was still frizzled, but much less so
>Still, you can't say you didn't put on your best bow tie for the evening
>And you even went over your mane-do one last time before leaving, something you normally only do for concerts and recitals
>You had already placed your orders a few minutes ago
>Pizza Quatro Stagione for Vinyl, and Penne Napolitane for you, with a single glass of white wine to go with it for each of you
>And now, you are waiting
>Waiting, and idly chatting
>>27004478
[4/10]
>She's telling you one of the various stories on how she stumbled into one night club or another, and how then somepony recognized her
>But you're barely listening
>Of course, you're trying to
>It'd be very rude not to
>But something about the way the candlelight illuminates her face, the way her mane falls down over her shoulders, the way her eyes twinkle with excitemnt as she speaks...
"Um, Vinyl?"
>"So then the gryphon said, "That's not my wife, tha- Yes?"
"Sorry for interrupting you, but... I just wanted ti say how lovely you look tonight."
>She places a hoof on her chest, and smiles at you
>It's hard to tell in candlelight, but she might be blushing
>"Thanks... You too. Well, not lovely of course, but, y'know, handsome 'n' stuff..."
>You return her smile
"I'm only trying to return the favor."
>Vinyl appears flattered once again
>She's just about to say something, when the food arrives
>All your further attempts at small talk are quickly dismissed
>Pizza is here
>You figure you'd better eat your meal before it cools too much
>It's highly enjoyable
>A little softer than you'd liked it, but seasoned to perfection
>By the time you're halfway through your plate, Vinyl's already finshed her pizza
>A remarkably larger dish, should be mentioned
>She's about to wipe her mouth on the tablecloth, when she remembers something
>You can nearly see the bulb above her head
>"Say, Ocatavius, when, um, when exactly was your birthday again? Somehwere in fall, right?"
>You quickly clean your mouth on your napkin before answering
"Actually, it's tomorrow."
>This happens every year
>But you don't mind
>Vinyl's just a little scatter-brained
>Sooner or later, a birthday present'll come your way
>Vinyl gasps, and drops the tablecloth's edge from her magical grasp
>>27004487
[5/10]
>"Tomorrow? Seriously? You shoulda told me, I would've had the time to come up with something!"
>This happens some years
>But never so strong
"Don't worry ,Vinyl. You always come up with something."
>You resume eating, you don't want to make Vinyl wait on you
>She smiles and giggles nervously for a while
>But then, her face lights up
>Second lightbulb
>"Oh yes, I'd say I can think of something."
>That... was quick
>Your conversation quickly returns to idle talk as you finish the rest of your dinner
>You both settle on no dessert
>Kind of unlike Vinyl, but she did eat an entire pizza in record time
>Ignoring Vinyl's protests, you pay the full bill, tip included
>And you're back outside the restaurant before you know it, standing next to each other in the cool night air
>You're about to ask for a light when Vinyl lights her horn up
>It provides a cozy little light for you, but you have to stay close to her to enjoy it
>Not that you mind
"You know, you were really quick on thinking of something for my birthday. I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise, but I'm getting a little curious."
>A fiendish glimmer flashes through Vinyl's eyes
>"Well, you know, when we do it, you always go up top and do everything?"
"Vinyl! Not on the streets!"
>"Yeah, whatever. I just thought I'd take that role for once, and let you enjoy."
>You really don't want to talk about this in public
>But on the other hoof, there's literally nopony around
"Well, since making you endure my lust is selfish enough on its own, I thought It'd be best to let you lie back and enjoy."
>"Well, I like that, oh boy I do, but I wanna 'repay' you for it, y'know?"
>You're passing by the town hall this moment
>Vinyl takes the opportunity to check the time
>"Oh! Half past one! You can cash in tonight already!"
>>27004504
[6/10]
>You aren't sure how to respond to that
>Not to mention there are a few ponies wandering the streets here
>Vinyl bumps her flank into yours, giving a playing wink
>"Let me warn you though, I give a mean blowjob!"
>She can barely hold back her laughter as she makes the old tongue-in-cheek-hoofshake-gesture, ingonring the pony that might be looking at your from across the square
>You decide not to look his/her way, and just make your way home as quickly as possible in this situation
>Vinyl does notice you're in a bit af a hurry though
>"I never too you for such a woodwolf, 'Tavius!"
>She giggles
>You're getting a little flustered by now, and you slow down
>You spend the rest of your walk home in silence broken only by the sound of your hooves
>And Vinyl's occasional snicker
>Soon, you arrive home
>You take your keys out of your secret collar pocket, and open the door to let Vinyl in
>She steps inside with a near-ladylike grace
>Except for the giggles
>You close the door behind you after you step inside yourself
"I had a very fun night with you Vinyl. Possibly the most fun I've had with you as of yet."
>Vinyl quickly realizes she's staring at you, and shakes herself out of it
"Y-yeah... Yeah. Me too! Wait just a second, I need to go get something."
>She quickly dashes into the kitchen
>Very soon after, you hear the sounds of the fridge door, bottle touching each other, and a beer cap popping off
"Vinyl, what are you doing?"
>You walk into the kitchen just in time to see her slam an empty beer bottle on the counter
>"Perfect."
>With that, she walks up to you
>She doesn't even show the slightest doubt or hesitation as she kisses you
>A long, deep kiss
>Your first outside of the bedroom, actually
>>27004514
[7/10]
>After a while, she breaks the kiss, only to reward you with the bedroomest eyes you have ever seen
>She doesn't even say anything
>She just licks her lips, before leaving for you bedroom
>You wonder wether you should follow her for no more than five seconds
>In your room, you're greeted by the sight of Vinyl lying on your bed, on her side
>She softly pats the bed
>"Come, lie down. I'll handle the rest~."
>You don't need to be told twice
>Your body is practically moving on its own by now
>The only other time you ever deviated from your 'normal routine', was when a mare, high above you on the social ladder, had requested you'd preform oral on her
>So yeah, this is a welcome change
>You do as you're told, lying down on your back
>Your pride has nowhere to hide now
>Vinyl gets off your bed now, to assume a new position
>She sits down on your bed, her head lying rigt between your hind legs
>The very pose alone is enough to have your bursting with energy within seconds
>"Eager, I like that."
>Vinyl grins, and grabs your already rock-hard shaft, immediately treating you to a slow stroking
>You lay your head back and close your eyes in order to enjoy this to the fullest
>Your eyes jump open wide again, as you feel something soft, warm and wet wrap around the tip
>Like sex, but not entirely like it
>You look down to see what the hell it is Vinyl's doing
>She's got her lips wrapped neatly around the tip - well, a little more than the tip now - and she's slowly bobbing her head up and down
>Not even stopping a second, she makes eye contact with you, and she winks while speeding up just a bit
>The sensation of receiving head, however, is completely new to you
>You can barely hold back your moaning
>In fact, you can not hold it back
>A low, pleasured groan boils up from your throat
>If anything, Vinyl seems amused by the sound
>She looks up at you and smiles, for so far as that's possible with her mouth filled
>>27004526
[8/10]
>Her horn lights up, and a light blue ring of pure magic appears around your base
>You don't know how, but it starts spreading waves of pleasure through your body from there
>The new sensation, combined with Vinyl still giving head, completely overwhelms you
"Vinyl... I'm... I'm coming close..."
>You never quite know how to word that
>With a small "pop", Vinyl pulls her head off your shaft
>"Good. Now for the main event."
>Your dick is standing upright, hard as diamonds, lightly throbbing even
>Vinyl takes on the sight for a few seconds, before standing up
>Before you know it, she's positioned herself right above you, your tip only just touching her lips
>"Ready?"
>The question makes you avert your gaze from the near-connection of your bodies to her face
>Her eyes are darting back and forth between where you were looking just now and your own eyes
>She's softly biting her lower lip as well
>You look deep in here eyes, and nod
"I'm ready."
>You don't need to tell her twice
>She starts lowering her hips
>She tries to hold her composure as she slides herself down on your length, but she lets out her first moan before she's even halfway
>The light, cute sound is music in your ears every time
>As soon as your hips meet, she lifts hers up again
>And down
>And up
>And down
>You have to admit, this change of position makes the same act feel completely different
>Almost out of instinct, you rest your hooves on Vinyl's flanks
>You open your mouth to say something, but you're at a loss for words
>Keeping her rhythm, Vinyl softly lays a hoof on your mouth
>"Don't say a word, just enjoy!"
>As expected of a DJ, she keeps a very steady pace
>>27004536
[9/10]
>The sensation is out of this world
>Before long, you barely even notice your surroundings
>Your mind is almost entirely taken up by the constant flow of pleasure
>You even almost don't notice when you start pushing Vinyl's hips down in her rhythm
>Or when you start thrusting up to meet her hips
>By now, she's moaning as if her life depends on it
>Even more so than normally
>Her's voice is barely enough to pull you back down to Equestria
>But you manage to listen, as she talks to you between huffs and moans
>"Is it me, or... Are you lasting... even longer than... normal?"
>As if on cue, you feel a familiar pressure build up inside you
"A-actually..."
>She gets the message
>She tries to put on a smug grin
>"G-go on... Birthday colt..."
>She starts moving her rump up and down even faster, and she even applies that magic trick
>You try to hold out as long as possible
>A mare should always, always go first
>But, quicker than you'd hoped, bliss arrives
>At the same time you as start shooting out inside Vinyl, she slams her hips down to keep them there
>She throws her head back, and cries out in pure orgasmic pleasure
>You give Vinyl all you have, but after what seems like minutes to you, you finally calm down
>Vinyl slumps down on top of you, breathing even heavier than you
>She still manages to find the strength to snuggle up to you
>"Wow, 'Tavius, that's gotta be top three at least!"
>You grin, incapable of speech for the time being, and wrap a hoof around her
>"Who am I kidding, top one!"
>She quickly kisses you on your cheek
>Then, she kisses you on the lips, taking a little more time in doing so
>"Octavius?"
>>26995844
I agree
>>27004549
[10/10]
>She snuggles up against you even more
"Yes?"
>"Can I stay again tonight?"
>You don't even need a reason anymore
"Of course."
>"Thanks"
>You feel Vinyl's body settle against yours
>You find a comfortable position yourself
>And before long, your breathing's become slow and stable
>Vinyl doesn't register that last part anymore though
>She's the first to fall asleep
>>27004408
>Unicorns are their own contraception
I kek'd
>>27004563
THERE THAT WAS MUSICHORSE BONING ANOTHER MUSICHORSE
UP NEXTsafe for work shitfeaturing a catbird
>>27004563
Wew, I'll be reading this later...
>>27004567
YOU ARE TOO KIND~
BY THE WAY, PINKHORSE ANON
I CAN OFFER PINKHORSE WITH OR WITHOUT HOOVES
TAKE YOUR PICK WHILE I GIVE YOU
Silver Bell Gets Life Advice
>Be Silver Bell
>You let out another bored sigh as you take the millionth look around whatever this town is called
>Girffonhole or something
>Everything is... still the same
>As per what has become tradition in the last hour or so, you take a look at your flank
>It's still there
>Your brand new cutie mark
>Just looking at it fills you with pride
>That little CMC emblem, showing you that your special talent has been what you've been doing all along
>However, the sight also fills you with... doubt
>It didn't take long to notice that you and your friends each have slightly different cutie marks
>And yours is adorned with a star with a music note inside
>And you can't help but wonder
>What does it mean?
>Why is it different?
>Is helping others with their cutie marks not your talent after all?
>However, you can only draw blanks
>After yet another while of trying to think, you let out a drawn-out sigh
>Why did Elusive even bring you here?
>Something about exotic griffon fabrics and expanding his skill set
>And for some reason he really needs you to sit around the town square for that
>...
>Another nothing
>Another sigh
>"Is life so heavy, colt?"
>You look up, right into the eyes of an elderly griffon lady
>Or rather, eye
>One of them has this milky white look that you only get from blindness
>"Cat got yer tongue?"
>She laughs as she perches down next to you
>>27004613
[2/4]
>"The name's Gruff."
>With slight hesitation, you shake the dangerous-looking claw she's extended
"S-Silver Bell."
>"Silver Bell... Hey, you look like that dress fellow. Family?"
>You nod silently
>"Thought so. So tell me, what's gotten you down?"
>She gives you a look of genuine concern on one hoof, but mild amusement on the other
"Oh, um, it's nothing, miss."
>"Nothing?"
"N-nothing."
>In return, she just throws her head back and laughs
>"Don't you try and fool me! I've lived enough years to be able to tell when someone's gotten their feather ruffled, so spit it out."
>You just look the other way, ears flat to your head, head lowered
>She laughs again
>"So this old crow is boring you, huh? Well, too bad! At my age you got even less to do than at yours!"
>"I bet you didn't even want to be here in the first place, huh?"
>Well, she's right there
>You'd rather be home, playing and exploring with your friends
"Um, not that this isn't a nice t-"
>"Oh, shut your muzzle. Look at this dump! Let me tell ya, if I could bugger off out of here I would without a second thought! Not that the town isn't improving. Give it ten more years and this might just become a respectable town!"
>Well
>She's probably right
>You take another look around, and yet again, your gaze ends resting on your own flank
>Swiftly, a single talon comes into view to gently poke the shield depicted there
>"A-ha! So that's the bugger! Having doubts, don't you?"
>After recovering from that major flinch, you meet eye with miss Gruff
>"I see it in your eyes! Come on, we got the time. I know I'm just a lame old berry, but I know one or two things about this life that I haven't forgotten yet."
>Another look around the town square
>Elusive is nowhere to be found
>Just like any other creature, for that matter
>>27004624
[3/4]
>Just you and miss Gruff
"Well..."
"It's my cutie mark. You see, I got this just last week, but I got it when helping somepony else understand theirs! But, um, look... It's got a music note, and a star..."
>"Well, first off, congrats. I hear getting yer cutie mark is important business for ponies."
"Thank you..."
>"Secondly, what's the problem with a star and a music note? C'mon, maybe I can learn something new before my time's up."
"Well... Um... You see..."
>Looking for words, looking for words
>Ah!
"Your cutie mark depicts what you're good at! So, if you're a good baker, it could be bread or a cake, and if you're a god writer, it could be a pen and quill!"
>The griffon lady nods
"And, see, I've got a music note on my cutie mark, and... Well, maybe helping ponies isn't my talent. Maybe it's singing?"
>"So?"
>She leans in close, eye darting left to right
>"Ain't nothing wrong with singing if you ask me," she whispers
"Well, maybe not, but... You know, singing is not a... boy thing. A-and I really liked helping Diamond Crown with his cutie mark, and there's gotta be more to my life than singing, and-"
>Miss Gruff promptly shuts you up with a single talon over your lips
>"I'm a griffon, so I never got the pleasure of a cutie mark."
>"Yet I have found my way in life! Back in my day, I was the cutest little bird in town, you believe me. And every single griffon that dared lay a single talon on me would find their beaks knocked in by yours truly."
>You can't help but giggle at the mental image
>"You get what I'm saying? I didn't let my path in life be decided by norms and expectations. I didn't let anyone tell me what to do, not even myself! And neither should you."
>>27004646
[4/4]
>"Who cares what that cutie mark is? Who cares if you're a colt? It's just a drawing on your butt, Silver Bell. You wanna sing, you sing. You don't wanna sing, you don't sing. You just do what you wanna do, and if you're no good at it to begin with, you'll learn and get better before you know it."
>You take a few seconds to think this over
>It really does make sense
>A cutie mark has never really stopped anypony from doing anything, have they?
>You've seen Diamond Crown take his crown off often enough
>And you've never even seen Silver Spoon carry even a single spoon
"I... You're right. Thank you, miss Gruff!"
>"Call me Granny."
"Um, t-thank you, Granny Gruff! I think I will just stick to helping others! And maybe sing once in a while."
>You feel your cheeks grow a little red at the confession
"It can be fun sometimes... A-anyway, thank you."
>"It's been my pleasure. I won't lie and tell you I've learned nothing about life."
>You shake her claw again, until both of you just screw it and share a hug
>"Silver Bell! Where are you? We're going hooome!"
>That's Elusive in the distance
>You break the short hug, and thank Granny Gruff again
>Just before you leave, you gotta ask one more thing
"Um, Granny? Can I... Can I tell this to my friends? Maybe they'll need the advice, too."
>"Silver Beeeeell!"
>"You go on ahead, colt. Now run along, somegrif's looking for ya."
>As you nod and turn to dash over to Elusive, you can't help but glance at your cutie mark once more
>You may not have to follow it exactly,
>But it's still yours
~THE END~
WELL IT SAYS IT RIGHT THERE
THE END
PINKHORSEFAG REPORT FOR DUTY
>>27004613
WITH OR WITHOUT HOOVES?
WHO THE FUCK DO YOU TAKE ME FOR GIVE ME THOSE HOOVES YOU GLORIOUS TRIPLE NIGGER.
>>27004658
YOU'RE A REALLY TALENTED WRITEFAG, AND I APPRECIATE YOUR CONTRIBUTION TO THIS THREAD.
ALSO, DO YOU HAVE A PASTEBIN?
LASTLY, MOAR GREEN WHEN?
>>27004677
OKAY SORRY FOR THE WAIT ASSHAT
STORY INCOMING
>>27004821
http://pastebin.com/u/Captain_MoneybagsPlease disregard the unfinished multi chapter works. Also any OC shit should be on unlisted, so disregard that too.
MOAR GREEN RIGHT FUCKING NOW MOTHERFUCKER
Butterscotch Show Maud Around
And older one, it shows.
>You're walking through Ponyville's town center
>On your left, a grey mare is walking with you
>She seems bored
>On your right, a pink mare is bouncing along
>She seems happy
>You are Butterscotch
>Pinkie's invited her sister Maud to Ponyville again
>She's asked you to show her all the parts of town she hadn't seen last time
>You think you know why
>The three of you walk past the town hall
>It's majestic from any angle, even Dash has admitted that once
>You point to the building
"This is the town hall, Mayor Mare works here. Doesn't it look great?"
>Maud looks at it
>"Nice, I guess. I like the stone window frames."
>She does this with every landmark
>Pinkie jumps in front of you and Maud, blocking you
>Maud stops
>You don't have supernatural reflexes
>You bump into Pinkie
>She giggles
>"I know I said it's okay anytime, but my sister's here now, so try to hold it back~."
"Hold what back?"
>"So anyway, I just noticed that alleyway on your left would be perfect for Butterscotch to drag me into to give me a nice hard f-"
>You quickly interrupt her with a hoof on her mouth
"Yes, very nice alleyway, isn't in Maud?"
>Maud look at the alley
>"It's nice. It'd be perfect for outdoor sex."
>You'd been trying to stop Pinkie from saying that all day
>And now Maud said it
>>27004898
[2/10]
>Family
>Pinkie nods furiously
>Suddenly, you feel something wet on your hoof
>Pinkie winks at you
>Is she licking your hoof?
>She is
>You quickly pull away
>Pinkie points to another alley
>"Or that one! That one might be even better!"
>Maud silently agrees
>You've dried your hoof on your chest by now
"So, girls, where to now?"
>Pinkie thinks for a few seconds
>"Have we taken her to see Sugarcube Corner?"
"Um, yes. But if she wants to see it again, it's fine."
>"Oh, how about... The Spa!"
"Um, we even went in there... Maud took one of the stones with her, remember?"
>"Of course, silly me! The market?"
"Yes."
>"Dash's house?"
"I'm sorry, but I can't carry you up there... Not that you're heavy!"
>"The park?"
"Um, yes."
>"The town hall?"
"We are at the town hall, Pinkie..."
>"Have you done us in that alley yet?"
>What?
>You're kinda startled
>Before you can answer, Maud speaks up.
>"I haven't seen your house yet, Butterscotch."
>>27004908
[3/10]
>Oh, yes, your house.
>You were purposely trying not to bring it up, in order to keep Pinkie's shenanigans to a minimum.
"S-sure, if you wanna go there..."
>You start leading the way to your cottage
>Maud and Pinkie follow
>You're already halfway there when Pinkie can't stay silent any longer
>It's a miracle she's stayed silent for so long
>"I'm pretty excited to see your house Butterscotch!"
>As if she's never been there
>"Maybe he'll even show you where he hides his clop mags!"
>You stop
>Clop mags?
>She knows about those?
>Explains why she suddenly showed up with her mane tied up in a ponytail one day
>It looked kinda hot on her
"I-I'd rather not, if you don't mind..."
>Maud looks your way
>"So you do have them."
>Fuck
>Well, time to stop talking about it, and continue making way to your cottage
>Hopefully they will too
>Luckily for you, they follow suit
>After a short while. Maud speaks up
>"My hooves hurt. Is there a shorter way?"
>You don't know any
"I'm sorry, but if you want, we can stop and rest for a while?"
>Pinkie jump up extra high
>"I know a shorter way! Follow me!"
>And she dashes off at a breakneck speed
>Maud quickly runs after her
>>27004916
[4/10]
>Pinkie had asked you to be Maud's guide, so you have no choice but to follow the two sisters
>Pinkie's route goes back the way you came
>And then runs into an alley
>A lot of left and right turns
>This is most definitely a longer route
>Since when did Ponyville have some damn many alleys?
>You even cross the main road once
>Suddenly, you bump chest-first into Pinkie's rear
>"What'd I tell you about holding it back Butters~?"
>You look around you
>Dead end
>Pinkie laugh sheepishly
>"Oopsie, made a left turn when I should've made a right!"
>Maud look around
>"It's cozy here. I like it."
"B-but you said you wanted to see my cottge, right?"
>"Do you know the way back?"
>You have no idea where you are
>You'll have to think really hard to remember what turns you made where'
>After a while, your thought is interrupted by Pinkie's voice
>"I told you it's huge! And it gets bigger!"
>While you were thinking, Pinkie and Maud took the opportunity to sit down on either side of you
>They're both staring at your stallion bits
>You blush lightly
"G-girls? I-I think I know the way back..."
>"I like it here. And my hooves still hurt"
"Oh, okay, if you wanna stay... that's fine..."
>Still, kinda uncomfortable with those two mares staring at your thing
>At least it's just staring
>As if she's read your mind, Pinkie pokes it
>>27004929
[5/10]
>You eep
>manthatsoundsgay.jpg
"P-please, you've seen enough... right girls?"
>"Nope~!"
>"No."
>You don't wanna ruin Maud's visit
>So you just stand there
>Luckily, Pinkie stops her poking before it wakes up
>You let out a relieved sigh
>But then Pinkie decides to start talking again
>"You know, now that I look around here, this is an even better alley! Just imagine Maud, if he'd push us up against the wall, mount us right there and then, and fuck us until he drops~? It'd be so fun!"
>Maud looks around
>"I guess you're right. Sounds fun."
>You know who else thinks it'd be fun?
>Not you
>Buttterscotch Jr. however, think it's a great idea
>It's slowly growing to its full size, making Pinkie go "Ooh!" and "Aah!" In amazement
>As if she's never seen it before
>You're embarrased, you want to leave
>But you'll ruin Maud's visit if you do
>Maud looks at your impressive size
>A twinkle in her eye gives away even she's impressed
>"It's bigger than you told me Pinkie"
>She grabs it
>Her hoof feels pretty soft for a pony who lives on a rock farm
>"Rock hard. Good. I bet it'd feel good."
>Pinkie giggles
>"He might even make you moan~!"
>Forget rocks
>Your dick is more diamonds than Rarity's cutie mark
>>27004960
I FUCKED UP
THIS IS [5/10]
>You eep
>manthatsoundsgay.jpg
"P-please, you've seen enough... right girls?"
>"Nope~!"
>"No."
>You don't wanna ruin Maud's visit
>So you just stand there
>Luckily, Pinkie stops her poking before it wakes up
>You let out a relieved sigh
>But then Pinkie decides to start talking again
>"You know, now that I look around here, this is an even better alley! Just imagine Maud, if he'd push us up against the wall, mount us right there and then, and fuck us until he drops~? It'd be so fun!"
>Maud looks around
>"I guess you're right. Sounds fun."
>You know who else thinks it'd be fun?
>Not you
>Buttterscotch Jr. however, think it's a great idea
>It's slowly growing to its full size, making Pinkie go "Ooh!" and "Aah!" In amazement
>As if she's never seen it before
>You're embarrased, you want to leave
>But you'll ruin Maud's visit if you do
>Maud looks at your impressive size
>A twinkle in her eye gives away even she's impressed
>"It's bigger than you told me Pinkie"
>She grabs it
>Her hoof feels pretty soft for a pony who lives on a rock farm
>"Rock hard. Good. I bet it'd feel good."
>Pinkie giggles
>"He might even make you moan~!"
>Forget rocks
>Your dick is more diamonds than Rarity's cutie mark
>>27002572
>i like women being confident when men are weak
Cuck.
>>27004986
IT KEEPS HAPPENING
FUCK
[6/10]
>You wince
>Pinkie puts her hoof over Maud's
>She starts moving up and down, making Maud stroke you off
>Or maybe Pinkie isn't making her
>When Pinkie lets go, Maud keeps moving, though a little faster
>"Wow Maud! You sure know how to handle a stallion~!"
>You have to bite your lip to hold back your moaning when you feel Pinkie's tongue makes contact with the head of your cock
>Maud keeps on stroking you, speeding up even
>Pinkie's tongue is dancing over the tip, occasionally tickling your urethra
>Then her lips make contact
>You can't stop your voice this time
>"See? He likes it~!"
>How Pinkie can talk while sucking cock remains a mystery to this day
>With Pinkie bobbing her head back and forth over the top few inches, and Maud stroking you off, even you have to admit this feels pretty good
>Even so, you're startled somewhat when a second tongue starts running up the exposed area
>Maud really knows ho to handle a stallion
>You involuntarily start bucking your hips
>Pinkie reacts a little surprised to the unexpected extra meat in her mouth, but keeps going
>The warmth and wetness from Pinkie's mouth and Maud's tongue are gonna drive you insane
>But you can't give in to it
"P-Pinkie... M-Maud..."
>"Hm? What's wrong? Don't you like it? You seem to like it~!"
>Suddenly, Maud just lets go
>You feel kinda turned down
>Is she mad at you?
>"Pinkie. Stop for a second."
Pinkie actually listens to what she's told for once, and pulls back
>You feel even more turned down
>She's definitely mad
>Was it something you said?
>>27005006
[7/10]
>Oh wait, she's not mad
>She just taking Pinkie's place
>Pinkie's a bit better at this/10
>Pinkie does not take Maud's place
>Instead, she starts cheering her sister on
>Motivated by either her sister or determination, Maud keeps going deeper
>And deeper
>And deeper
>You moan out in ecstasy as her nuzzle meets your stomach
>This is actually better than Pinkie
>You can't fight it anymore
"M-Maud... Please, don't... don't stop..."
>She doesn't
>She keeps going
>You feel it becoming too much for you to bear
"Maud, I'm gonna...!"
>As if they were waiting for you to say that, Maud and Pinkie assume new positions
>They're now both greedily lapping at your dick
>Well, Pinkie is more enthusiastic about it than her sister
>Both grab your dick with one hoof and start jacking you off as hard as they can
>It's too much
>You blow
>You shoot out all you have to offer
>from what you can hear, Pinkie's very hapy about it
>Even while you're cumming, they don't stop stroking
>Even after you came, they don't stop for a few seconds more
>A genuine pleasure groan escapes you
>Pinkie's the first to react
>"Ooh, I didn't know you could sound so tough~!"
>You step back, and look down at what you've done
>>27005013
[8/10]
>Both Maud's and Pinkie's faces are covered in a good amount of spunk
>Pinkie's happilyscooping hers up with her hoof, and licking it up
>Maud smiles
>She actually fucking smiles
>"I think I made the right decision coming here today."
>Pinkie gasps
>"Really?!"
>Maud nods
>"Really really?!"
>Mauds nods
>"Really really really?!"
>Any other pony else would've been tired of that shit by now
>Maud nods
>"That's so great!"
>Pinkie pulls her sister into a happy hug
>The fact they're both covered in your jizz makes it pretty hot
>Maud looks up at you
>Pinkie start licking your cum off her
>"Thanks."
>You smile down at her
"Y-you're welcome..."
>"But you still haven't fucked me."
>Once wasn't enough?
>Maud breaks the hug with her sister, and stands up
>She puts her front hooves against one of the walls
>You can't help but stare at her plot
>Pinkie pushes you behind her
>"Come on Butters, she's waiting~!"
>You instinctively grab Maud's hips for balance
>Your dick is resting on her butt
>>27005028
[9/10]
>You swallow
>You were asked to be Maud's guide, it's up to you to make her happy
>Pinkie relies on you
>You shift a bit, to place the tip of your shaft at her entrance
>Suddenly Pinkie gets behind you in the same way you're behind Maud
>If she had a dick, there'd be gay sex now
"Um... Are you okay with Pinkie watching..?"
>"It's okay. Having her watch excites me."
>It doesn't show
>Pinkie bucks her hips forward against yours
>You flinch and do the same
>The sudden pleasure draws a moan out of you
>Pinkie grabs a firm hold of your hips, and start pushing and pulling them back and forth for you
>She occasionally speeds up or slows down
>She seems to know exactly how her sister likes it
>But you brain just isn't about thinking right now
>After what seems like hours of pumping in and out Maud's pussy, a mircale happens
>Maud starts moaning
>Pinkie giggles
>"See? I told ya! He's /that/ big!"
>Maud doesn't answer
>She's far too busy enjoying your cock
>You keep on fucking her for a few more minutes
>Well, technically Pinkie's making you, but you can't say you mind at this point
>Her inner walls start contracting and tightening around you
>You buck your hips forward, away from Pinkie's hooves
>You feel Maud's love juices coating your dick
>And your thighs
>And then some more
>Damn, you don't know a lot about mare's orgasms, but this one seems to be lasting a pretty long while
>>27005064
[10/10]
>What's more, the way her insides are tightening and twitching around your dick brings you over the edge too
>You start letting out yet again
>Not as much as the first time, but a good load nonetheless
>If you hadn't given those girls everything you had stored up earlier, you have now
>You pull out
>Your jizz is dripping from Maud's pussy
>It takes a while for you to get back to your senses from that orgasmic bliss
>It seems Maud had the same problem
>Pinkie's smiling ear to ear all the while
>"Woohoo! Great going Butters!"
>Huh?
"Huh?"
>Maud answers
>"I came here to fave fun. I had fun."
"Y-you're welcome..."
>Pinkie hug-tackles you
>Genuinely
>No teasing
>"Super duper thank you! That's why I picked you, I'm sure you were the right guy!"
>You smile
>Then you realize they had just been using you for sex
>But you can't help but be happy you've helped her have fun
>"I have to go home."
>"Oh, of course, this way to the station~!"
>Pinkie wasn't lost after all
>You sigh contently as you follow the bouncy pink party mare and her sister to the train station
>Was this a good day since you made Maud happy?
>Was this a bad day since the Pie sisters were using you to get their rocks off?
>You may never know
THERE THAT'S IT
IS THERE ANYTHING BETTER THAN 2/3 INCESTUOUS THREESOMES?
I THINK NOT
MAYBE A 4/5 INCESTUOUS FIVESOME
I MAY POST THE NOHOOVES ONE IF I FEEL LIKE IT SINCE I LIKE BOOBS A LOT
>>27005080
Best end follow-up: They trap him into marriage from this.
OKAY DUE TO POPULAR DEMAND
Butterscotch Goes Clothes Shopping
>You are a student at Canterlot High
>But not just any student, oh no!
>You're the bravest there is
>You're the coolest there is
>You're the most handsome and confident there is!
>...
>Just kidding
>You are Butterscotch
>And you are living the normal life
>Well...
>Normal?
>Your house has more animals than the average zoo
>And all your female friends tease you like they're getting paid for it
>But aside from that, pretty average
>The last class of the day has just ended, and you're making your way out of the building, trying not to stand out
>"Oh, Scotchy!"
>How fun
>Your vision is blocked by two pink hands as you feel the distinct sensation of boobs pressing up against you
>"Guess who?"
"Pinkie..?"
>Pinkie gasps
>"How'd you know it was me?"
>Again, how fun
>Out of all your friends, Pinkie's definitely the worst offender
>Alright, Sunset's the only one that outright tells you to get on your knees with a straight face, but Pinkie wins by a landslide in the quantity division
>"... so I was thinking if you'd- Scotchy? Hello?"
"Huh? Oh, yes, sorry, I was, er..."
>Pinkie giggles as she hooks a finger into her top, showing off some cleavage
>"Distracted? It's okay, I haven't said the first half of what I was gonna say anyway."
>Huh
>>27005311
[2/7]
"So..."
>"So anyway," Pinkie says, giggling, "I was planning on going clothes shopping, but a girl should never ever ever do that by herself, and Maud is really really busy this afternoon, so I was wondering if maybe you could come with me?"
"No offense, but... Why not Rarity?"
>"Oh, uh, Rarity's 'busy'," Pinkie explains, shooting you a wink, "getting a higher 'grade'," wink, "In Mr. Fancypants' 'class'," wink. "Plus," she adds, "a guy's point of view always comes in handy!"
>Oh God
>You can see it coming already
>Clothes shopping is so gonna be an underwear parade
>Nip slips included, of course
>Well, fuck that
>She can choke on it
"Just... clothes right? I mean, uh... Only shirts and dresses and... You know..."
>Pinkie nods enthusiastically
>"Nothing I wouldn't show in public, Pinkie promise!"
>You're unsure if that changes anything
"Okay then..."
>"Wooo!" Pinkie jumps up and down, cheering loudly, "Thanks a bunch! I'll pick you up in the parking lot!"
>Which just means 'we'll walk to my car together'
===
>You're currently sitting on a chair in the city's largest clothing store
>Waiting for Pinkie to come out wearing yet another dress
>Very surprisingly, she hasn't made one attempt at getting in your pants so far
>Alright, she zipped up your zipper for you instead of just telling you it was down, but that's it
>Her boobs were rubbing all over your crotch and thighs, but that was probably on accident
>She can't help their size, can she?
>Anyway, so, right now you're waiting
>There's a bag of approved dresses, skirts and tops sitting right next to you
>Every few outfits, Pinkie decides it 'likes her back' and bags it
>That doesn't mean you didn't have a say in it
>>27005326
[3/7]
>You're surprised at how badly some people can look in pink
>Finally, the curtain moves aside again
>"And? Whaddaya think?"
>Whoa
>This is something else
>That top is seriously cropped, she'd show underboob if she bent over
>And you don't know the naming rules, but you'd call that skirt mini
>You thought she was getting shorter skirts each time, but this just about confirms it
>Seriously, you can see her panties from here
>"Well? Like it?"
>You shake your head to snap out of it
"Uh, It's... Um..."
>"At a loss for words?"
>Pinkie giggles, twirling as if her outfit's totally 100% normal
>"I'm glad you like it, but it's a little tight around the waist... Chest, too."
>She tugs on the top a little, only making her tits stand out more
>Panic nearly takes control of you as you feel your blood fleeing to your groin
>Pinkie suddenly claps her hands together once. "How about this: One more set, and we'll go, okay?"
>You can only nod as you desperately hold your hands over your crotch
>And, as suddenly as she came out, she dives back in that changing room
Do we...do we like Butterscotch because we like the idea of being pushed around by women?
>>27005336
[4/7]
>Your dick barely has time to recover before that curtain is moved aside again, revealing Pinkie wearing, well, next to nothing
>Only a pink polka dot bikini
>"Watcha think, Scotchie?"
"It's... Nice..."
>You don't dare to look any longer than you already have
>"I love the pattern, but it's a lil' tight..."
>Tight?
>More like, well...
>Yeah, tight is pretty accurate
>Tight enough to make her boobs spill out of that top just a little bit, accentuating their size and making them look incredibly soft
>Tight enough to make her hips and thighs spill out of those bottoms just a little bit, accentuating her hips and ass and making them look incredibly soft
>Any blood not helping to maintain your erection is now hurrying on its way there
>"Come on Scotchie, tell me what you really think!"
"Well, um..."
>You shift uncomfortably as you try to speak, doing your best to hide your raging boner in the folds of your jeans
"It... It looks very, um, nice, Pinkie."
>"Does it make my boobs look big?"
>She fiddles with one of the straps and looks down at her chest as she speaks up
"W-what?!"
>You blink in surprise, unsure of whether or not to believe what you just heard
>"You know," Pinkie answers, grabbing herself, "My tater tots? My melons? Tatas? No? My titt-"
"I-I know what b-boobs are, Pinkie."
>You feel yourself turning beet red as you answer, doing everything possible to not stare at Pinkie's chest
"It's, um... just... Is that appropriate for me to answer?"
>Pinkie rolls her eyes, giggling
>"Well, of course, silly! There's nobody else around to say it isn't, and I asked you in the first place!"
"O-oh, well, um..."
>"It's okay to look!"
>Pinkie winks very obviously at you
>"You can't tell me how it looks on me if you aren't looking, Scotchie!"
>As quickly as you dare - that is to say, very, very slowly - you try looking up
>You flinch a little as you find Pinkie standing much, much closer to you than before
>She's checking for something left, right and left again
>>27005356
[5/7]
>Next thing you know, she's grabbing your wrist, pulling you into the changing room
>Destroying all your efforts to hide your 'opinion' in the process
>She draws the curtain shut and pins your back against a wall
>"Scotchie, look at me!"
>No way you're doing that
>"If it doesn't look good," Pinkie's hands shift to the back of her top, untying it before dropping it to the floor completely, "just tell me~"
>You really don't want to, but your eyes are looking on their own
>You swear
>They just look so...
>So...
>So soft
>You bet your fingers'd just sink right in and-
>No!
>Not now!
>Too fucking late, Pinkie's already noticed
>She quickly grabs your wrist and moves your hand to one of her tits
>Instinctively, your fingers close around it
>Heaven
>Before you even notice what you're doing, you're giving a firm squeeze
>"Ooh~ So, you do like it?"
>You try to answer, but your voice fails you
>Pinkie keeps her hand on yours, preventing you from pulling away from her chest
>With the other, she somehow manages to single-handedly open your fly and pull your pants down enough for your boner to enjoy the fresh air
>You feel her hot breath against your neck as she moves in close
>"Liking it a bit much? Let me help," she says, as her hand closes around your cock, starting a slow handjob
>As she maintains her pace, she frees your breast-groping hand
>With her now-freed limb, she grabs hold of your other wrist
>You don't even know why, but even though your first hand's now free, you don't let go of her tit
>You don't even stop squeezing
>Nor do you struggle even a little bit as Pinkie directs your other hand to her own nethers, pushing your fingers into her bottoms
>You freeze up as you feel her slit
>Is it...
>Wet?
>It is
>Fuck
>Slowly but steadily, while still jerking you off with her other hand, Pinkie guides your fingers, making you trace circle motions across her clit
>She breathes heavily in your ear, moaning ever so softly
>"Wow, you're a natural~"
>>27005360
[6/7]
>Both her hands speed up
>The sound of her moaning, the feeling of her chest in your hand and her slit on the other, combined with a handjob that well exceeds your own best work
>It's just too much
"P-Pinkie..."
>"Not yet," She says, giggling as her hand slows down
>What
>Fuck no
>Not after going this far
>You feel a beastly rage wash over you
>That bitch WILL listen to you!
"P-please..."
>Pinkie giggles again
>"You want it that bad, huh?"
>Her hand speeds up a little again, but not enough to finish you off anytime soon
>"I'll try if you try~"
>By this moment, you're too caught up in lust, want and need to listen
>But you get the message
>You speed up, your thumb running rings over her nipple as your fingers continue their work down below
>Pinkie returns the favour, speeding her own efforts up as she starts guiding your hand deeper into her bottoms
>As your thumb grazes her clit, you feel your middle finger slip into something even deeper and wetter
>Pinkie groans in response, breathing in sharply at your touch
"Ooh~ Just like that, Scotchie!"
>Now desperate for anything that'll get Pinkie to go faster, you oblige
>Your thumb moves like lightning across and around her bean as your finger clumsily curls and swirls inside of her
>All the while, your other hand remains welded to her breast, massaging and teasing it in time
>Pinkie responds favorably, her pace ramping up to somewhere between 'spirited' and 'furious'
>As the pressure within you intensifies, you barely even register that your own hips are starting to move in time with her hand
>Do you even care anymore?
>All you know is that you're just about at your limit
>>27005367
[7/7]
>After a few more seconds, you let out a soft whimper as sweet release finally finds you
>You feel your hands go slack as your dick pumps and twitches, your orgasm seemingly lasting forever
>Even after you calm down, it takes you a minute to get your breathing and hartbeat down to a respectable level
>Finally, you look down to find Pinkie's thighs and bottoms stained with thick strands of your seed
>Pinkie giggles as she notices it too
>"Guess I'm gonna buy that one!"
"Oh, um, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to-"
>Pinkie puts a single finger in your lips to silence you
>"It's okay, Scotchie! This one is my favourite anyway!"
"It... Really?"
>"Well," she answers, smirking, "it is now!"
>You open your mouth to say something, but you're silenced by that finger again
>"Sssh! Someone's coming!"
>Within the span of just a few seconds, Pinkie changes out of the cum-stained swimwear and into her regular clothes, not even trying to hide anything from your view in the process
>After she's done dressing, she pokes her head out of the dressing room for a quick peek
>"Coast is clear!"
>You're pushed out with surprising force, landing face-first in the chair you were sitting in earlier
>Good, the bag's still there
>As you stand up and try to regain your balance, Pinkie steps out of the dressing room
>"Well, that settles it! To the register!"
>You grab the bag and follow the pink-haired girl to your new destination
>But one question pops into your mind as you do so
>How the fuck is she going to explain those stains?
Bubble Berry makes my penis become the big penis
>>27005376
A lot of your lines could be combined into one. Or just done entirely without. Also, why do you make Butterscotch stutter so often? That's a bad habit you should work out of. Try adding something onto the speech. It doesn't come off as much is going on other than them reading from a script. You should reread what you've written, too. Some of it sounds really awkward.
>>27005549
Nothing can make YOUR penis become the big penis.
>>27005621
Well that was extremely uncalled for.
