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Lots of discussion of >pic related in the last thread. While I'm hype for more Luna green, and always will be, I'm getting more hype for bughorse green.Just how will that hookup work in light of the last few updates?
>>27152075
>mfw it's not dong ring
>>27152118
>>27152149
>Being Chrysalis and playing sludgenoid
>That's like being German and playing tf2 medic
ember cuddling when
>>27152174
>Being Chrysalis and playing sludgenoid
>That's like being Jewish and playing RaHoWa kike
>>27152179
Write it faggot, that's the only way to get the story you really want.
>>27152149
More like dis
>>27152179
>>27152179
>This artist's set of Ember pictures.
>>27152263
>>27152179
Here >>27150266 you >>27146847 go >>27125963 friends. Enjoy.
>>27152146
Dong ring shall rise again!
>>27152213
>Cadence turns to you.
>"Anon! Talk some sense into Shining, please! He'll listen to another colt, right?!"
>"I'm right here!"
>You, Anon, nod in agreement and turn to Shining.
"Shining, you can't shoot Cadence just because she doesn't give good head."
>"Why not?" he asks.
"Well, relationships are about equality. If you expect to get good oral, you must give good oral."
>Just like PapaNon told you all those years ago.
>His face scrunches up, "But I'd be putting my tongue inside her..." he gags, unable to finish the sentence.
>"How do you think I feel when you tell me to suck your dick?!" Cadence speaks up, wrestling the other 'Cadence' who had tried to escape.
"Fair is fair, Shining. That, and I'm pretty sure the impersonator is a changeling so unless you're into bugs...?"
>Shining shudders in disgust, "Fine."
>All in a day's work for Anon the Couples Counselor
>>27152364
>You watch your ex and her doomed fiance leave the room.
>Giant gilded doors close with a sense of finality, leaving you alone with the the shapechanged 'ling.
"Three foot tongue, huh?"
>The despondent Queen perks up, and nods cautiously.
"And you can shapechange into any form?"
>Sensing a change in the wind, the Queen smiles and nods slowly but more emphatically.
"Well, if you go both ways and are down with interspecies. . ."
>"Love is love and, yes, any form."
"The wife and I are about to sit down for down for dinner. I do a mean carbonara. We should talk."
>You shrug and nod toward a smaller door near the back of the room.
>All things considered, it's probably a good thing Venus is staying the weekend in Ponyville.
>>27152304
>linking mlpg
nigga
>>27152549
>Anon introduces the concept of the marathon fuck session.
>>27152549
>you will never fug queen bug until she has enough love to feed her entire hive
>>27152741
>you will never fug queen bug until even her drones can't take any more
>>27152784
>fug queen bug until shes so sensitive she squirms and writhes with every thrust
>mental feedback makes all her drones feel what shes feeling
>whole hive violently orgasming and moaning
>>27152784
>tfw Substitute Demon hasn't updated in forever.
>>27152187
>Reading the wiki entry for that game.
>>27152845
>tfw episode 4 of DiU is coming out tomorrow and you don't give a shit about a half-assed fic
>>27152704
>"Wh-why does he not tire?"
"Our husband is not of Equestria, and his is a dominant species blessed with guile and endurance."
>Summoning your magic, you teleport two bottles filled with clear'ish solution in between you and your gasping partner.
>Your body is awash in pleasure, and not small amount of discomfort.
>Stretching until your hips pop, stars you needed that, you magically raise one bottle unscrew the lid and down the contents.
>You shout and spring off of your back onto your hooves, presenting yourself and flaring your wings.
>Chrysalis cocks a eyebrow lazily, not at all commenting on the fact that your warriors shout was a bit more bawdy and lewd than you had intended.
>"Do you always stretch after rutting? If so, tha-"
"We are not done, and you should drink and ready yourself. It is not wise to show either exhaustion or fear. It excites him."
>"Wha-"
>A blue starry aura envelops the remaining bottle and you toss it onto the Changeling Queens chest.
"Ready thyself, he shall return soon with sweets and if we are to claim victory over him tonight we must give him as little rest as possible."
>As if on cue, the massive doors to your bed chamber open admitting your husband.
>"The kitchens were out of ice cre--Oh, ho ho. Somebody is ready to go."
"Indeed."
>You are Her Royal Highness Princess Luna, Protector of the Moon, Defender of the Night, Oneighronaut Imperitor, Mate of Anonymous and Guardian of Venus and you will not be defeated this time.
>>27152921
kek
would read a continuation
>>27152906
>tfw you're not weebshit
>>27153017
>Implying Joj is a weeb series
>>27152921
>fucking what is essentially a pony succubus to exhaustion
That's an accomplishment.
>>27153024
Succubus by pone standards. Chryssie would at max last 5 minutes, and that's it.
>>27153021
>mfw
>>27153054 >>27153024
You're forgetting about the love. She has to process it.
>Fuck her until she is leaking honey everywhere
>Fuck her until the entire hive is leaking honey everywhere.
>>27153024
>>27153054
>pair of guards hear Chrysalis' voice down one of the halls they patrol
>rush down to apprehend her before whatever nefarious plans she has can be enacted
>the door they heard her behind slams open and she comes crawling out, looking disheveled and desperate
>she spots them and gives them a pleading look
>"Don't just stand there gawking, you fools! Help me!
>they hear the human's voice within the room Chrysalis is trying to escape
"Where are you going my little lovebug? We're not done yet~"
>a hand reaches out and grabs one of Chrysalis' hind legs
>she screams and kicks and curses as she's dragged back inside, her hooves scraping against the marble floor until she's pulled fully inside and the door is slammed shut
>the two guards share troubled looks as they hear her muffled pleading through the door
>"P-Please, no more! I'm so sensitive, I can't take it anymore!"
>they both go their separate ways and pretend they never saw anything
>>27153021
Tell him to eat shit anon
>>27153078
I want to taste changeling honey. It's probably the most delicious thing in existence.
>>27153132
tell him yourself!
>>27153132
>>27153128
>Anon's herd gets extra active whenever Venus is out of town
>Royal Guards fight and compete to get assigned to Venus
>Reprimanded guards are often placed on guard duty at Anons door at night
>>27153017
>>27153159
>>27153192
>except for that weird guardmare that always requests a post at anons door
>she gets latrine duty
>>27152179
I like that pic, far more than I probably should.
>>27153466
They both look so comfy and happy.
This was meant to be a kind of cozy little story, but I slept something like 4 hours last night and I'm writing by the seat of my pants. Short term memory = no.
---------------------
>BEEP BEEP BEEP
>You're still getting used to Rarity's little quirks.
>You wouldn't think it if talked to her for almost any length of time, but Rarity has a mischievous streak a mile wide.
>For all the time you'd spent with her, it took you almost three entire months to figure out that you had been getting angry at Sweetie Belle for no reason.
>You had to pretend to be Sweetie's coltfriend for a school event to make it up to her.
>According to her and the rest of the crusaders, you'd made a filly named "Diamond Tiara" VERY jealous that day.
>Case in point: the kettle.
>Rarity made it so that instead of whistling at you, it beeped loudly.
>That little trick was what convinced her to let you "in the know", so to speak.
>The first time she sprung it on you, you'd knocked over the kettle in shock and managed to get a bunch of minor burns all over your hands.
>Rarity felt TERRIBLE about it and insisted that she took care of you.
>Part of you honestly wanted to believe that she was doing it because she wanted to maintain her "gentlemare" imagery.
>A much bigger part of you; the one that had spent months and months becoming one of Rarity's closest friends, knew better.
>But back to the present.
>The milk's been heated up to the perfect temperature for hot chocolate, and you waste no time bringing it into the adjacent room.
>Rarity was sitting, shivering under a heavy blanket.
>Winter had hit hard this year.
>Lucky for your friend, you were bigger and warmer than she was.
>More importantly, you had a much smaller surface area to volume ratio, meaning that you would freeze to death much slower than they would.
>With that morbid thought set aside, you sit on the couch and hand Rarity her steaming mug of chocolate.
>>27153514
>"Th-th-thank you, d-darling," she forces out, teeth chattering and forehooves shaking, "Y-you know j-j-just what I l-like."
>The fireplace has only been lit for a few minutes, meaning that it's still freezing in here.
>You know what to do.
>You've ALWAYS known what to do.
"Say, Rarity?"
>Muzzle deep in her mug, she turns her head to look at you.
"You wanna..." you pat your thigh enticingly, "...hop up?"
>"A-and sit on a c-colt?"
>Rarity looks aghast at such a suggestion.
>"P-PLEASE, Anonymous. I'm a m-m-mare. W-worry about yourself, darling."
>She looks down at her thick blanket and then looks back up to you.
>Conflict is clear in her eyes.
>"In fact, why don't YOU t-take the blanket, d-dear? I'll be f-f-fine."
>She tries for a suave expression, but it just comes off looking oily and insincere.
>Reluctantly, Rarity magically parts with her most immediate source of heat and levitates it to drape over your shoulders.
>She's left a shivering mess.
>Oh, the mare ego.
>Rarity is a silly pony.
>For all her talk of "gentlemare" this, and "muh sandy trees" that, she's never actually been with a colt before.
>She tries so hard to hide that little detail from her friends, but you were a big enough loser back on Earth to recognize the signs yourself.
>With a sigh, you grip Rarity under her armpits and heft her up into the air.
>Sure, she shouts protests NOW, but she'll thank you in just a moment.
>You bring your feet up off of the floor and cross your legs where you sit, and deposit your small cargo directly onto your new lap-nest.
>Once Rarity is securely in place (read: held down with one hand so that she doesn't hop off of your lap), you take the thick blanket and cover yourself and Rarity with it, pulling it up your chest until just her head is poking out of her high thread-count prison.
>>27153523
>"R-really, Anonymous! Was that necessary? Oh, what would the mares think if they saw me now? Too pathetic to take care of herself, relying on her coltfriend to tend to her needs!"
>She presses her back into your chest with the excuse of pretending to faint.
>She's so warm and soft.
>For all her protests, Rarity makes no real effort to get off of you. In fact, she....
>.....
>....wait, coltfriend?
"Coltfriend, eh?"
>The little white muffin in your lap tenses up, and you can fell her heartbeat quicken.
>"W-well, Anonymous.... I... Oh, dear."
>You respond by hugging her from behind and nuzzling her purple mane.
"Tell me more about this 'coltfriend' of yours, Rares. What's he like?"
>"He... he, uh..."
"I'll bet he's nice and warm. If he's going to be tending to you, he needs to function properly as a pillow; wouldn't you think?"
>"I... suppose so, dear," replies Rarity, quickly regaining her composure, "Warm and soft and perfect for cuddling into."
>Like a cat, Rarity lifts her head to accept and return your persistent nuzzles.
"Mmmm. I'll bet he wouldn't mind keeping you warm."
>"No?"
>She grips your arms with her forehooves, holding you possessively against her barrel.
"Not even a little bit."
>"I-I would certainly HOPE not, dear. Cuddling is what special someponies do frequently, right?"
>The "right" sounded quite unsure, so you gently squeeze her.
"Every chance he'd get."
>You are Anon, and that's about as close to an ending as you're going to get being as sleep deprived as I am.
The End
btw good stuff in this thread so far, Anons. I'm liking the ponies trying to out-fuck what is essentially a succubus.
>>27153590
Damn Pluggo, back at it again with the dank greens.
>>27153625
The dankest. 420 blaz-fuck. Off by one day.
>>27153523
>"muh sandy trees"
kek
>>27153531
hhhnggg
bump
>>27154176
You have to bump with style, like using a relevant image.
Also, to whoever drew this, this wasn't how I imagined her cutie mark, it's better than what I had imagined
>>27154324
i cant even tell what it is
>>27154368
Two hearts in a hula hoop.
>>27154658
That's a pretty adorable mark.
>>27154759
it really is
You know, I gotta ask: how has she stayed hidden and/or not being seen as a big deal? There are less than 5 alicorns in the world; shouldn't that be enough to get a bunch of people to be at least asking Anon and her some questions?
>>27154835
Pones are not known for being terribly clever.
>Anon is sick of the matriarchy in poneland
>Spends all of his bits to travel to Amareica for democracy
>Turns out everything there is set a few centuries back as well
>Stallion suffrage is nonexistant
>Pones there hella racist, too
>Anon lives as an indentured servant under a mare
>>27153466
I suppose you'll like this too?
>>27154987
>the mare is Aryanne, the local ponice commissioner
>Mare is in an abusive relationship
>Has called the ponice after her husband attacked and injured her
>Was arrested after her husband told them that he had felt like he was in danger and "pre-emptively defended myself"
>Mare spends the night in prison
>A week later, the same thing happens
>Mare does not call ponice
>Mare goes to hospital and says that she fell down the stairs
>Mare eventually divorces husband to escape abuse
>Husband cries in the courtroom
>Mare loses the house she paid for & custody of the children
>Mare lives in shitty apartment that she can barely afford
>Sends money each month that her husband spends on fashion instead of the children
>Stallionists rejoice
realistic RGRE when?
>>27155092
Never I should hope.
>>27155092
No fun in reading that, unless you're some sort of extreme masochist.
>>27155092
MGTOW (Mares going their own way) when?
>>27155112
This. I come here to escape real life not experience it.
>>27155092
>Mare finally runs out of funds and is now homeless
>Enter Anon, who sees an unhappy pone, a rare sight
>Has her live at his place for free and help her out
>After some time, she confesses her past life
>Anon is enraged at the atrocities and decides to pay the stallion "a visit"
>All of the teeth is knocked out, and the stallion missing one ear
>Mare is conflicted over the change in her life, and furiously masturbates over how much of a beta she has been for both colts
Whwre's the part where husbando rapes a filly, gets her pregnant, takes the newborn foal for himself, and then years later makes her pay for all the child support she missed out on b/c she was a tiny child horse?
>>27155150
>Anon enters court
>Stallion starts to cry and play victim again
>He has just activated Anon's trap card
>Anon uses the "different race" excuse and frames the stallion for a hate crime
>Double whammies everywhere
>Mare can't express her happiness over how much Anon has done for her
>Proclaims her love
>Anon reveals, after all this time, that he already has a marefriend on a long-distance relationship
>Mare is disappointed, but Anon gives her pity fuck and they become good buds
>Several months later, Anon discovers that his marefriend has been cheating on him with some Zebrican rapper
>More rom-com shit I can't continue writing ensues
>>27155161
How about no?
>>27155150
>Anon, enraged, makes his way out of his house.
>"Anon! W-wait! What are-where are you going!?"
>Anon doesn't stop to look back.
"I'm going for a walk."
>"Anon, I know what you're doing an-"
"Waifupone? I'm going for a walk."
>"PLEASE just stop for a-"
>Anon halts, turns around, and grabs waifupone by the shoulders and looks her directly in the eye.
"You don't understand, Waifupone. /I'm going for a walk./ I like going for walks and I go for walks every day at this time of the night. You know this because we're friends."
>Husbandopone later reports to the horsepital
>>27155185
Is Anon Jack Black from that one movie where he was sending presents in the mail to his girlfriend who was actually in the same city and cheating on him?
>>27155206
>Anon Jack Black in RGRE.
I could just imagine the whole green being like that episode from Sesame Street he appears on.
>>27155206
>>27155290
Oh lord please stop this
>>27155290
>Janon Black arrives in the rock/metal scene
>One of the only stallions in that genre
>Young mare metalheads everywhere get intense mareboners
>>27155303
can't stop won't stop
>>27155308
>Anon only sings the shit he remembers
>Mares confused over the lyrics of songs like Sharp Dressed Man
>Many assumes that he's just incorporating stallion rights into his songs
>Stallionists step in and twists the messages of his music
>Anon starts entire controversies each new album
>>27155345
>"Alright! And to all the Stallionists who have been using my music as a warcry!"
>Crowd cheers; stallions stomping their hooves as one of their spearheads addresses them
>"Quit bein' a bunch of fuckin' pussies! Now who wants to hear some music?!"
>>27155199
when did alucard get to equestria
>>27154324
Thanks, but what exactly you imagined then?
>>27155418
>A roar runs through the sea of pones as Back in Black begins to play
So there was talk of a musician Anon before, and sort of talk about it just a little bit ago. This segment and probably the one I post next time is more of a lead up to musician Anon that lays down the groundwork for the rest of the story.
>Your eyelids resist you for every little bit that you pry them apart.
>In the end they have lost and you have won.
>Though the spoils of war are pretty spoiled in your opinion.
>You're awake.
>Well physically anyway.
>Thoughts feel fuzzy and disconnected.
>You feel worry building in your heart.
>When your hand buries itself into a soft fuzzy warmth, you can feel yourself calming down.
>You grab again and realize you're gripping Vinyl's flank.
>She jostles slightly, nudging her back against yours.
>You release her and start to roll, turning around to face the young mare curled up, back formerly against you.
"Vi" you grumble with the first use of your voice of the day.
>Her ear flicks.
>You dig a hand into her back and push on her gently.
"Hey, Vinyl, wake up" you command with a voice that sounds closer to your own.
>She makes a raspy noise in her throat, she rolls her head up, two-tone blue mane parting with gravity's help.
>She creaks open one eye, the crimson orb looking at you with displeasure.
"Don't give me that look, c'mon, you gotta go" you say while hooking your hands under her exposed armpit and pulling.
>She tugs her arm free and curls even further into herself.
"Look, I'm sorry I kept us up late. You know how I get when we're really jamming" you plead with her as you continue pushing into her back.
>She resists your pushing.
"But seriously, we can't afford to get busted again."
>She sinks herself further into the bed, making your hand slip down her side and dropping onto her.
>She jumps from the sudden pressure, allowing you to snake your arms around her
>You take her surprise for your advantage and hoist her up off the bed
>You groan as you pull her up and half drag half carry her over to the large window in your dorm
>>27155526
>She starts adding her own assistance and even gives a half awake attempt to climbing through.
>She gets her upper half through before dropping her lower half on the sill.
"Oh come on, your joking is going to land us both in hot water Vi, would you just... get... OUT!" you dig your hands into her rump and push in line with your last set of words until you give a mighty shove with the last one.
>She tumbles out onto the ledge, immediately reacting out of fear to shuffle back against the wall.
>Vinyl whips around to glare fiercely at you.
>You start to apologize before hearing your doorknob rattle.
>Panic bursts through you and you grab Vinyl's head, much to her shock, and shove her down below where the window leaves off.
>You can feel her struggle against your effort.
>"Anonymous, breakfast is- What are you doing?" he says with the coldness you imagine a ponicemare would take when interrogating someone.
>You turn almost all the way around to face the source of your worries with as straight a face as you can muster.
>Almost all the way, so you can still keep your shaky arm hidden from his view.
"Nothing! Uh, j-just getting in some morning air... I-I find it very soothing for my throat. Y'know, every little bit I can do to prepare for tomorrow…"
>Nice Anon, really smooth.
>His scrutinizing glare lessens and the RA turns around to face out of your room, "Yes well, no amount of air will make up for loss of the most important meal of the day. If you don't hurry there will be hardly a thing left that you can eat downstairs."
"Yeah okay thanks!" you blurt out in a TOTALLY inconspicuous manner.
>He flicks an ear in your direction before leaving and shutting your door behind him.
>You let out a deep sigh.
>Followed by a yelp when you are bit on the hand.
>You release your grip on Vinyl's neck to find a your very angry very best friend glaring at you.
>You wince under her gaze.
"Sorry Vi, you know I didn't do it on purpose."
>Her glare remains the same.
>>27155530
>You reach out a timid hand and gently brush her cheek.
"I- look, would you forgive me if I snag you some extra haycon?"
>Her muzzle is still scrunched but her glare drops with a roll of her eyes.
>You break out into a smile.
"Okay, I'll be back in a flash."
>You hold up your promise, loading up as much haycon as you feel able to and casually bringing it up to your room.
>As casually as you can anyway while actively ignoring the looks of disgust you get from some of the guys who live here and curiosity from the girls who are visiting the dorm cafeteria to meet with their friends.
>You set the plate of food on your bed and quickly munch down your half, leaving the hay filled food for Vinyl to come and grab when she gets back from checking on her wagon parked in a back alley near the academy.
>Looking at the clock in your room you curse how much time you have left, which is to say none, and quickly switch out of your pajamas and into your academy uniform.
>Too quickly unfortunately as you now have to stop and rebrush your stupid long mane.
>You hate having to keep appearances like this, covering the “still budding horns" that you don't have with a fluffy head of mane to keep others from asking.
>Frustrations set aside for now, you make your way from the dorms to your first class of the day.
>Music history.
>A wonderful romp through the agonizingly detailed evolution of music.
>Though it's not all bad, learning of the sexual deviancy of some of the composers you all used to regard as the pinnacles of their eras is pretty cool.
>Following that comes theory.
>You like theory usually, but this semester's teacher is unfortunately as bad as they say.
>Still, when you can force yourself to listen to her droning, you can occasionally glean something useful.
>You breathe a sigh of relief as you enter the cafeteria proper.
>The delicious smelling food just barely overpowers the ripe smelling freshmares who have yet to understand the wonderful world of deodorant.
>>27155534
>Mostly you sigh because you get to see Vinyl for a little while before going back to the grind.
>In anticipation of your meeting, you load up on as much food as you're allowed.
>Again you have to actively ignore the jealous looks you get from the cafeterial staff.
>Likely wondering how you can pack away that much food and look like you do.
>You stroll out into the open gardens adjacent to the regular dining area, making small talk with some of your classmates or giving a passing wave to one of your friends.
>They know by now how you prefer to spend your lunch.
>You continue on traveling along the ornate metal fence of the garden until you reach the far back end about where the fence meets the wall of the building.
>You scan around the area beyond but find no sign of Vinyl's wagon.
>The wooden box Vinyl helped you sneak in and place here creaks as you plant yourself down on it but thankfully hasn't given on you yet.
>You set the tray of food down on your lap, hissing a little as you are reminded just how hot the macaroni is today.
>Another scan around reveals nothing you were hoping to see.
>Worry begins to churn in your stomach.
>You look down at the food.
>Or maybe that's just hunger.
>She's fine, Vinyl is totally okay.
>Probably just got wrapped up in a job and can't make it down.
>It happens sometimes.
>You open your eyes and find them still settled on the food in your lap.
>You lift up a fork and start picking away at your half of the food.
>A burp makes its way to your throat that you stifle in your mouth and blow the foul air out quietly.
>Ate a little too quickly there.
>You look over the remaining food, all of it you can't eat because of your dietary problems.
>And with Vinyl still not here...
>You walk back to the cafeteria hoping you can find someone to give this to, you know that the staff can't take the food back and you'd hate to just toss it.
>>27155539
>Before you reach the cafeteria, you spy a lone mare a little younger than you with her head down on one of the benches.
>You look around, to confirm that she's actually alone before approaching.
>A cleared throat gets her attention in the form of a flicked ear in your direction.
"Excuse me? Is this seat taken?"
>Her tan ear flicks once more before the mare jumps up in her seat.
>Too quickly it seems as her poofy blue mane drops down below her eyes and she scrambles to clear her vision while also trying to look casual about it.
>You stifle a giggle for her sake as she lets out a breath and looks up at you.
>The bright amber of her eyes widen and she looks taken aback slightly.
“Uh, so, may I sit down?”
>She opens her mouth but no words come out.
>Realizing she can’t speak she slowly begins to nod her head.
>You take that as enough a plant yourself down across from her.
>She’s just kind of looking at you.
>Her poofy mane is all out of sorts and she doesn’t seem to know quite what kind of face is neutral for her.
>You notice that her uniform is baggy, and worn, like it wasn’t hers to begin with.
“Hi,” you decide to open communication, “My name is-“
>”Anonymous! Uh, I mean… I know your name, uh, it’s Anonymous.”
>Now it’s your turn to be a little taken aback.
>You let it slide quickly though.
“Right… Uh, I’m sorry I don’t know yours, or remember it if we met-“
>”Sapphire Sh-Shores! My name is Sapphire, and no, we never met officially or anything, just, I saw you at… uh, one of your performances before.”
>Ah, probably a result of some of the “optional” clubs that some of your teachers “recommended” you take and totally not on a demand from your parents who dumped a bunch of money to hide you away here.
“Sapphire, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
>But that’s not this mare’s fault.
>”Y-you too.”
>You motion to the food left on your tray and watch her eyes gain a glint of hunger in them.
>>27155544
“Have you had lunch yet?”
>”Y-yes I-“
>Before she gets too far into her lie, her stomach makes a pretty fierce growl.
>You quickly speak over it and pretend you don’t notice.
“Because I think my eyes were talking a bigger game than my stomach could play and I was hoping to find someone who hasn’t eaten yet. You were saying no right?” you ask, sliding the tray over to the younger mare.
>She look down at the food and licks her lips.
>Sapphire holds out a timid hoof to the tray before pausing to take a questioning look at you.
>You smile in return and she slides the tray the rest of the way towards her.
>”Thanks” she mumbles before digging in.
>You make small conversation with her between her scarfing of food.
>Classes and teachers.
>You give her warnings for some of the ones she’s going to be taking next semester now that you have confirmed that she is indeed in a younger class.
>”So… are you nervous?”
>You quirk an eyebrow in her direction.
>This causes her to jump a little in her seat.
>You really have to work a stifling a giggle there.
>For a moment, with the color of her coat and mane, and how she reacted just like Vinyl would have, Sapphire looked like her a little there.
>”For Partnership day. I’m not even eligible yet and I feel kinda nervous.”
“Oh! Right, yeah…”
>You shrug in response after giving it half a second of thought.
“I’ll do my best, that’s really all I can do. Whatever happens I can at least be content with that.”
>Sapphire gives you the first confident smile this whole time, “Wow, you really are as impressive as I heard.”
>You both begin to blush a little at that, her more so than you though.
>”Uh well what I mean to say is… I think you’ll be able to take your pick out of any of the labels. There’s nopony around who can sing like you."
>You can’t hold back on that one and a chuckle escapes your lips.
>>27155549
“Oh I DEFINITELY wouldn’t say that. Anyone could do what I can if they have rich parents… I’m nothing special.”
>What you assumed would be behind your back gossip from those you haven’t made friends with seems to come as a shock to Sapphire, "N-no way! You really do have a lot of talent, even among the ones like you, I’ve heard you perform at the scholarship ceremony.”
>Scholarship ceremony.
>That confirms your suspicion, she’s not from a rich family, she actually earned her place here.
>Hearing this makes your chest feel all hot and heavy at the same time.
>For a moment you have trouble coming up with something in response.
“W-well, thank you. That’s really very sweet of you to say… I guess if you think I do stand apart from the others 'like me’” you quotations on her phrase cause her to begin to backpedal but you speak over her to get to your point, “then, let me tell you what I think it is-”
>You lean over the table, close enough to smell the nervous sweat on Sapphire.
“-make friends that like what you do, at least one very VERY close friend. It’s easy to give up on yourself, it’s much harder to do when someone else won’t give up on you. If you have that, then I have no doubt you’ll do just as good, if not better than I can.”
>Sapphire is completely stunned.
>If you were any more egotistical you’d say it was from your sudden closeness, but you hope it’s because she’s thinking about what you said.
“Thank you for keeping me company Sapphire, I’ll see you around the academy okay?”
>Her lip quivers but she doesn’t give you any kind of actual response.
>You smile to yourself and walk back into the cafeteria proper.
>As you are closing the door behind you, you see a bunch of other younger mares rapidly approaching Sapphire’s table.
>They’re pulling her side to side, mouths running nonstop.
>>27155555
>Sapphire seems to blink herself back into functioning and looks a little overwhelmed by all the sudden attention.
>You turn back and continue off to your next class when you see a small smile form on her face.
>The rest of your day passes in the usual fashion this semester has brought you.
>That is until your last class.
>If you could call it that.
>Rehearsal.
>Your vocal teacher runs you through the usual scales.
>Then asks to hear the piece you’re going to be performing at tomorrow’s Parternship Day.
>You give just as much effort needed to turn the firm line of her lips into a slightly… less firm line.
>”Very good Anonymous, perform just like this and you’ll find yourself the pride and joy of your family before tomorrow’s end.”
>Yeah, sure you will.
>A small hum catches your attention.
>Miss Doe Raymi is back to full on frowning.
>”Anonymous, you shouldn’t be showing such disrespect to the opportunity your family has granted you.”
>Opportunity?
>For who, you or them?
>”You have talent, and a good heart Anonymous.”
>Wow, that’s… actually kin-
>”A heart that is too easily swayed as well unfortunately. Your parents have invested deeply into your education and this institution because they believe in what we do, and what you can become, but your appreciation for either is very tenuous at best.”
>Aaaaaand there it is.
>”Tomorrow is a big day, certainly the biggest of your life so far and depending on how you present yourself tomorrow, the biggest of your life ever. I would keep that firmly in your mind tonight.”
>You nod and keep a neutral face if only just to get her to stop.
>Your plan seems to work as she bids you a good day and reminds you to drink plenty of water in preparation for tomorrow.
>The door to your room gives it’s usual belated creak as you open it.
>Inside you find the empty plate that you’ll have to take downstairs tomorrow morning sitting on your bed.
“Vi?”
>>27155564
>As soon as you call, a pair of bright crimson eyes pop out from the other side of the bed.
>Despite expecting that, you still jump in surprise.
>Vinyl is giving you a smirk as she hops up onto your bed.
“Shut up” you growl as you drop your knees down onto the soft mattress and throw your arms around your best friend.
>Then immediately put her away at arms length when you get a whiff of her rank mane.
“Eww! Vi, did you roll around in the most rotted thing that has ever existed? Or the most dead thing that has ever stopped existing?”
>She looks herself over before raising an arm and taking a casual whiff of herself.
>She shrugs at you.
“Off my bed! Go GO!” you command while shoving her back.
>You lay down on the floor next to Vinyl.
>Well, close enough to touch her extended hoof with the back of your hand anyway.
“I missed you at lunch Vi” you state, turning to face her.
>She turns towards you with an apologetic look on her face.
“Work?”
>She nods.
>You turn back to look up at the ornate ceiling.
“Yeah I figured as much. Y’know if only both of us had a chatstone to call with, or a textbook at least so that way-“
>You can feel her annoyance seething through the little bit of contact you’re making with her.
>It really would be easier sometimes, but you understand her reluctance to get one.
>Everyone you knew back home and some of the better off students here just seem more detached when they use these things feely.
>You try to keep your use of them mostly to necessary use but it's not always easy when some of your friends come from wealthy families too.
“So what kind of work were you doing today? Construction?” you drop the goading while turning back to Vinyl.
>Vinyl, who was previously keeping eye contact with you this whole, avoids looking at you for just a moment.
>Something is up.
>She wouldn’t-
“I saw that Vinyl... You didn’t?”
>She tenses up from just your open question.
“The Grimms?!”
>>27155572
>She now fully turns away from you.
>You flip over and sternly turn your full attention on her now.
“Really?! Vi, you know-“
>She quickly turns back and waves her hooves down at you.
“No big deal? NO BIG- These are The Grimms we’re talking about here Vi! THE GRIMMS!”
>She winces a little but tests your patience with a “yeah but…” look.
>You bury your face in your hands and press gently on your eyes.
>A deep sigh escapes your lips in an attempt to clam yourself down.
>They offer her the most money, you know that they do.
>There’s a very good reason that they do though.
>But… Vinyl’s not stupid, and hopefully The Grimms find her lack of voice more useless than useful.
“Just… try to keep the work with them to a minimum okay?”
>Vinyl’s head nods while turned away from you.
“Vinyl.”
>She begrudgingly turns to face you.
“Okay?”
>She caves to your weak plea and gives you a more assuring nod.
>You do feel some level of relief at that.
“I just don’t want them to make you a go-to mare for anything you know?”
>Vinyl rises to her hooves and trots over beside you.
>You tilt and fall onto Vinyl’s shoulder who wraps that side’s arm around you.
>You close your eyes and stay like this with her for a little while.
>When you open your eyes, you first go to check the clock.
>An excitement begins to build up inside your chest.
“Okay, I think we should be in the clear.”
>Vinyl nods with the same eagerness and scrambles for the window.
>You slowly pop your door open and peek around the hallway outside before ducking back in and turning to Vinyl and giving her a thumbs up.
“I should be clear, I’ll meet you down by our spot.”
>She nods in confirmation and disappears past the view your window provides.
>You sneak your way through the rarely used pathways you’ve discovered over your years here at the academy, slipping easily through the patrols you’ve gotten memorized down to the second from trail and error past attempts
>>27155575
>You reach the tucked away area of the fence in a pretty short time, Vinyl is waiting for you already like usual.
>Her wagon is pulled into a shadowy corner nearby.
>You take the worn box you sat on earlier and use it as a stand to put yourself as high up next to the tall fence as possible.
>Vinyl begins her usual climb, you extend your arms as high up as they can go.
>You touch her rear hooves and quickly scramble to put yourself in position.
>She releases her unsteady grip on the pointed curves of the fence and drops down into your arms.
>You grunt from the sudden weight, but she quickly drops from you before you topple over with her.
>All that work she does is really helping her fill out more.
>At least you really hope so, you may not be as big as some of the other minos, but you think you’re still a pretty decent size for your age.
>A light tap on your forehead draws your attention to the shimmering board floating above your head.
“Oh, sorry.”
>You get a firm grip on the worn instrument before she releases its familiar weight on you.
>She levitates her drum set over the fence with some strain but is now floating it firmly just behind her.
>Together you both sneak into one of the soundproof rooms at the back and get your equipment set up.
>You play a few random keys, they give just as much as your muscle memory tells you they should.
>A few more adjustments to the sound enchantments on your board to get it to the sound you think you want to play with tonight.
>You dig i finger into the neck of your uniform and give it a firm tug.
“Okay, Vi, I didn’t really spill much about my day earlier but-“
>You loosen your tie and drop your coat to the floor.
>Vinyl is playing around with a few different beats trying to get a feel for what you want while you’re doing the same thing.
“-I think I’m just feeling kinda tired of being told what I should be doing.”
>The drumming comes to a stop.
>You roll your eyes.
>>27155586
“Yeah well I just made a plea with you, not a command okay? It's different.”
>You can feel the smugness coming from each tap her sticks give to the snare.
>You nod along to the beat.
“Faster.”
>She picked up the pace and it starts feeling right.
“Da da da-da-da-da da da da~”
>You shake your head.
“Vi, this part needs to feel a little more marely.”
>You hear the shimmering of her horn and feel a warm tingling in your throat.
“Da da-da-da-daaaa~”
>You can just feel that this is right.
>You repeat this a couple of times as the lyrics begin to form in your head.
>Fingers tease a few chords, gradually getting louder and more confident once you start nailing the correct feeling ones.
>Your shoulders lighten from a burden you didn’t realize you were carrying as you take in a deep breath.
“T-t-tape holds things that can not stick, and keep leftovers in the fridge~”
>You imagine a caricature of Miss Raymi pelting you with more “should know”s ad “Should do”s
“While lessons learned go down the drain, I~”
>You didn’t realize how absorbed you were in this until your lungs begin to ache.
>You take in a rapid breath in order to keep on this developing song.
”-Can’t believe everything and all the bad names gone, and the good ones were aa-aall wrong~”
>You take in a deep breath while Vinyl guides you along with her steady beat.
>You lean in close to the mic and belt.
“And so I stayed up~”
“Aa-aall night~”
"Slept in~”
“Aa-aall day~”
>An overwhelming feeling of confidence and comfort courses through you.
“This is my sound!~”
“Thinking ‘bout tomorrow won’t change how I feel today!~"
>You let that statement hang in the air, in your heart, for just a moment before jumping back onto the beat Vinyl is leaving.
“Da da da-da-da-da da da da~”
>She catches on after the second “da” and alters your voice as you repeat this part.
>>27155590
>You lead into a second verse that carries the same feeling of nagging you are tired of hearing.
>But for just a second you think back to the mare from earlier.
>Sapphire Shores.
>How she got here on her own merit.
“Close your eyes and use your mouth~”
“And tell me ‘bout your song~”
>You shake her from your mind and continue on into the chorus.
“And so I stayed up~”
“All night~”
“Slept in-“
>”I would most certainly hope not.”
>You slap your hands down on your keyboard from the surprise.
>Vinyl jumps at your blaring sound and drops her sticks.
>Before you stands a very irritated looking Miss Raymi.
>And behind her you spy a shiteating grin attached to the face of your RA.
>You never liked that smarmy bastard…https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YDzhbYlS4bE for those who want to hear the source
And that's all I have for now, it's set up I know, but hopefully it's still at least enjoyable. Thanks for reading.
>>27155600
>Anon goes out to drink every once in a while for fun
>The whole "weak alcohol" thing still exists, but it's the thought that counts
>Awkward mare decides to buy him drinks to see if the rumors of his "iron liver" is true
>Finally gets Anon drunk after emptying her wallet
>Turns out Anon is a happy drunk
>Starts to hug the mare right there in the bar and plant small kisses on her withers
>No pone in the bar is strong enough to save the mare from Anon's grasp
>>27155526
oh goodness its so cute
>>27153531
I love RGRE stories where mares can actually win Anon's heart.
Without Anon being an asshole, clueless idiot, or simply having a "I'm not a horsefucker, no sir" cliché attidute.
I'd really like to see a RGRE story where Anon is in a happy relationship with a mare, or mares from the very beginning of it.
>>27155544
>“Right… Uh, I’m sorry I don’t know yours, or remember it if we met-“
>>”Sapphire Sh-Shores! My name is Sapphire, and no, we never met officially or anything, just, I saw you at… uh, one of your performances before.”
oh my
>>27155600
I'm liking it, I'm liking it a lot.
So is he a human that grew up with minotaurs and doesn't know he's human?
>>27153197
i fucking love JoJo. and ponies
>>27150952
This is true, but I do hope Cadance doesn't wind up being absolutely nothing but the burning sphere of spite she's been so far. All the other characters have personality, charm, conflict... and then she's just Satan.
>>27156601
I think it's Durnk who doesn't like the way people shit all over Cadance following Shuk's story. So I know at least one writer likes her.
I also like Calzone, but she's a bit more difficult to work into a story, as she appears in a long term relationship with a previously unmentioned character, and doesn't interact with much of the rest of the cast frequently.Which means all the her surrounds have to be OCs.
>>27156615
The main positive quality of Princess My Armored Condenser is the variety of nicknames she can be given. Beyond that she's pretty meh tier at best.
>>27156615
Yeah, I'm just referring specifically to that story's version of her (although, as you point out, separating that one portrayal from this thread is difficult).
>>27155600
Holy shit, how glad I am that I didn't have to deal with campus and dorm shit.
>>27156759
>pretty meh tier
>>27156797
It's not entirely her fault. Every horse is meh tier compared to the radiance of the sun.
>>27156759
>Tailor Anon goes innaquestria
>Starts a sports clothing company
>Calls it 'Cadence'
>>27153531
>>27155600
So much green.
>>27155782
>So is he a human that grew up with minotaurs and doesn't know he's human?isn't that supposed to be Frosty's thing?........
>>27155600
Break his fucking jaw.
>>27156810
>Every horse is meh tier compared to the radiance of the sun and moon.
FTFY
>>27157028 >>27156810
Fapping to the royal sisters... that's almost as bad as having a mane6 favorite pony.
Normies these days...
>>27156759
Condensation was a bitch in Shuk's story, so I'll treat her like a bitch regarding his story.
>>27157028
>>27155476
>when did alucard get to equestria
During one of hisveryenthusiastic walks.
>>27157035
What you gonna do, reeeee at us?
>>27157281
If he does I got the pig sticker.
>>27157300
>made-in-china pot metal bar
Get on my level.
>>27157300
>>27157404
Don't turn this into a swordfag duel
>>27157300
>>27157404
Don't start.
>>27157404 >>27157300 >>27157281
Oh no, normies and literal edge-lords.
This is how much I'm frightened.
>>27156615
It's not cadence specifically, it's more I felt like she was a victim in the story but treated like she did something wrong.
The whole "Forced to have a child" thing.
>>27155600
Cute, more when?
>>27153531
Ponies are for snuggling.When will they be doing the more vigorous kind of snuggling?
>>27152149
It's clear which one needs to be shot here.
>>27157404
>>27157429
>It's not cadence specifically
Shhhh
It's okay, I want tohold her hooftoo. We can be degenerates togetherand I know, it's fine. But you were the first one to spring to mind about not hating Calzone. Although I think LaP also likes her
I'll start liking Cadence when she stops shirking her duties.
>>27157429
I understand where you're coming from with your opinions on Cadence, Durnk. IRL I'd probably be on your side, no less. But the fact of the matter is, Cadence was pregnant with an alicorn, which was never heard of before. She comprised 50% of the world's ENTIRE alicorn population just by carrying a child. Have you ever heard that to sustain a race, you need at the very VERY minimum 500 members of that species? ALicorns, despite 4 of them being alive, would be considered an extinct species if not for their immortality.
People here are upset at her entitled attitude despite all this. She didn't care that her species comprised of 3 members including herself, pre-pregnancy. She didn't care that it was impossible for Anon, who truly WAS an extinct species in Equestria, to have children of his own, and that she was literally his only hope. She only thought about herself and how the pregnancy affected her and her alone.
It isn't, "You didn't want to carry a baby to term; you're a terrible person"; it's "You want to get rid of a one-in-a-million chance of conceiving miracle baby that would affect thousands of lives and give hope to your lover because you see a world-changing event (or at least it is to Anon) and focus only on how it affects you."
Look at it this way: Have you ever met a smug asshole? An entitled prick who gets outraged when you don't bend over backwards to accommodate him or if you disagree with him? Surely you've met an immigrant; god knows they're everywhere. It doesn't matter if the smug bastard wants you to help him move a couch or if he thinks that he shouldn't HAVE TO restrain himself from raping little girls; you don't want to do anything for him because he's an entitled prick.
That's the biggest idea behind the green. People don't NECESSARILY hate this Cadence b/c no baby machine; they hate her because her personality is genuinely unlike-able and she has no consideration for others when push comes to shove.
>>27157612
I get where the legal system was coming from in text... And I get why Celestia pushed Calzone through it...
But I disagree with the laws.
Even if I think Cazador acted badly, she wasn't in a good situation.
Also, Celestia should have requested one of Anon's socks, so she could find out if all Alicorns could get pregnant from him.Part of it is the RGR aspect though - a deadbeat dad, or a dropout dad, is a thing. They just bugger off ASAP. The thing is, a pregnant person can't just leave the kid behind - they have to carry it for a little while. But CaddyMcCaddyface was acting as a stereotypical jock - FLEE FROM CONSEQUENCES USING MONEY SQUIRT
>>27157646
No, I agree, the law situation was fucked up. I'm not a liberal but I'd be outraged if the law was less "You can't get an abortion" and more "you HAVE TO carry that babbu to term or else prison"
Still, this is the point behind RGRE. Cadence isn't the woman of the relationship. If she and a colt have sex and she gets pregnant, there's no legal wiggle room; it's her own stupid fault for getting pregnant. Abortion doesn't fall under "my body my choice" because, even if MBMC existed in Equestria, it would apply to stallions instead of mares. Cadence getting an abortion would be seen as a man sneaking pills into his pregnant wife's food so that it would kill the fetus. Cadence leaving the kid to Anon and buggering off for the next decade is seen as the deadbeat dad who hides behind rich daddy's money because he's secretly a child inside and can't handle that his actions have consequences.
How does abortion work in RGRE? Is it the stallion's choice? "Your body, my choice?" Can mares have a surgery similar to a vasectomy that prevents them getting pregnant?
This is incredibly confusing.
>>27157694
Horses can self-abort at will. It's part of their biology. As such, it would have been part of society from the start, not something that sprung up once they reached nation-state level.
So I would have thought that as a matriarchal state, they wouldn't have imposed such a law that would impinge on the rights of the rulers to have sex with whoever they wanted.
I'd have thought there would maybe be a length thing (you can only do it in the first trimester, ie), and probably a knowledge thing (you must inform the father, if he knows you are pregnant), but I wouldn't have thought there would be any legal reason to stop it.
>Be Rainbow Dash
>Picked up a couple colt cuddlers at the bar
>Fucked them straight
>feelsgoodmare.parchment
>Be Braeburn
>You've never been with a mare before
>You will never be with one again
>Be Soarin'
>It tasted like fish and smelled like death
>She made you lick it
>>27157718
>you must inform the father,
Hah. You have to know who the father is for this! Is it the one who went last?
>So I would have thought that as a matriarchal state, they wouldn't have imposed such a law that would impinge on the rights of the rulers to have sex with whoever they wanted.
Don't underestimate a state that needs more soldiers. Blanket ban! Do your part! A mare that bore no proud daughters is no mare!
The elite will find a way to squirrel out of it anyway.
>>27157777
Quads confirm. Discussion is over.
>>27157777
>A mare that bore no proud daughters is no mare!
Darn straight.
>>27157680
You are taking human gender roles and inverting them. This isn't exactly productive.
>If she and a colt have sex and she gets pregnant, there's no legal wiggle room; it's her own stupid fault for getting pregnant. Abortion doesn't fall under "my body my choice" because, even if MBMC existed in Equestria, it would apply to stallions instead of mares.
It's not like he is going to carry the pregnancy, why would his opinion matter? Nobody's forcing him to care for the foal. By the way, is he even sure it's his foal? Why, because he fucked her when she really, really wanted to?
1)Mares always want to.
2)How does he know that he was the only one?
>>27157832 >>27157801
>Mares have to sign up for service.
>It includes military and, ahem, population service
>A mare is expected to bear at least two foals before a set age, otherwise she gets assigned to a military herd for her next heat.
>Also, 'foal-dodgers' exist
>Mares that bear four or more get thanked for their service by random citizens.
Oh god it's drama time again isn't it?
>>27157612
>>27157646
>>27157680
If it's "WE NEED MORE ALICORNS", why aren't Anon and the other princesses being forced to try to make more?
It would make sense that if it's a desperate enough situation enough to force one person to have children, you should be doing it to everyone.RE Abortion: I don't see why one parent should be able to to opt out of having a child but the other can't. There should be some sort of legal declaration of not wanting a child that absolves the male of responsibility/involvement if the female chooses to not abort.
I feel like people are far too casual about creating intelligent life.
>>27157890
Going too far.
>>27157904
I'm >>27157646. I agree with you - the way the laws were set up were unfair to Cadence like this. And I do think that there should be a male-abortionfinancial severance or something. He formally denies any right to be part of the child's life. But he can only do this for the first 26 weeks of pregnancy, or the first 3(?) weeks after finding out he has a child if he finds out laterIRL.
I did also mention that Celestia should have requested a hot monkey dicking.
However, the story is setting up Cadence as the evil birthmother. Basically everyone jumps in on this, some maybe without actually thinking about it quite so much.
>>27157890
Aaaaand now it's time for Magical Realms, with Anon! This week, we're presenting:
BREEDING
and....
THE MILITARY!
Huzzah!Are you an Americlap?
I'll just say this. Just because Shuk's RGRE Cadence is a cunt doesn't mean all RGRE Cadences are cunts.
A good system would probably be legally requiring both parents to get together to discus things, and if the mare doesn't want the child but the sire does it becomes his responsibility after birth, with safe guards to prevent him from trying to get monies out of the mare.Try and remember that horses aren't nearly as inconvenienced by carrying and birthing as humans.
>>27157975
All RGRE stories are part of the same canon, so no, Cadence is a cunt.
>>27158045
>Cadence is literally a cunt
>A magical sapient horsecunt
>She floats around magically sorta hovering in mid-air and uses magic to manipulate things like a unicorn would
>Anon finds her somewhat disconcerting
>Cadence wants to put him on her shipping chart, but does not know where to put him
>She decides to follow him around to learn more about him in the hopes of figuring out what to do
>Anon has trouble concentrating on what he's doing with something so odd as a magic floating horsepussy watching him through the window
>They are both getting a bit frustrated by this
>>27157928
>Are you an Americlap?
No, but I bet you are, since you view this as a sex thing
>>27157905
>Going too far.
It is, but it's not too much of a jump from somewhat forceful encouragement.
I only hope one day we will think the same about military conscription and sending people to fight and die against their will.
I really want to molest this nerdhorse.And I really want her to like it but try and pretend she doesn't.
>>27158045
>All RGRE stories are part of the same canon, so no, Cadence is a cunt.
No they aren't.
>>27157849
>>You are taking human gender roles and inverting them. This isn't exactly productive.
Well, men can't get pregnant. Inverting human gender roles is the best I can do. Also, see thread title.
>>It's not like he is going to carry the pregnancy, why would his opinion matter?
Because this is RGRE and men are women here. IRL a woman can get an abortion without the father's consent; his opinion or wants or desires don't matter. She has complete control over the life of the fetus. In RGRE, this translates to the stallion's feelings on the subject mattering more than the mare's general well-being (baring health problems) If a stallion gets a mare pregnant, all he has to do is cry in the courtroom and beg the mare not to "kill my foal" and the judge sides with him.
>>Nobody's forcing him to care for the foal.
RGRE. Men are considered the ideal caretakers and win the overwhelming majority of custody battles.
>>27158379
>>Men are considered
Samefag here. Meant "stallions"; not human males.
>>27157890
>>Mares that bear four or more get thanked for their service by random citizens.
Mares that bear four or more get poor health care and are considered terrorist baby machines by the progressive youth.
>>27158364
I doubt he was serious.
>>27158364
That was obviously not even meant to be bait, but somehow you still fell for it.
>>27158411
you never know.
>>27158083
Comedy gold.
>>27158379
>>Also, see thread title.
>Be Anon in reversequestria
>EVERYTHING is reversed
>even vaginas
>they are upside down
>tails are attached upside-down too - they still hang down though
>and anuses.
>and everyone travels by moonwalking
>but in reverse
>so it's just regular walking
>the moon rises and sets before the sun does
>carriages roll faster in reverse than forward
>light refracts off surfaces rather than reflecting.
>ponies who rewind VHS tapes are considered pariahs and outcast form Blockbuster
Why don't the stallions give birth through their manginas then?
Anon, you;re better than this.
>>27158402
>Saddle Arabians and Zebras have no such objections to having many foals.
>Within 3 generations the whole of Equestria is very tall and has faint stripes.
>You managed to do it
>Though each one of the princesses was against it, and the baddies wanted nothing more than to flatten the whole town fighting, you managed to convince everyone that that particular course of action was GARBAGE compared to getting their flanks examined by you
>You think you knew how you had talked the princesses into it; they must have known that you were stalling for time
>What you didn't know was why Nightmare Moon and Chrysalis went along with it
>Perhaps they were so confident that they'd win that they didn't care what you did to stall for time?
>Maybe they had already done something to the elements so that the girls couldn't use or even get them?
>...
>They could have just wanted you to touch their butts...
>...
>You hoped that it was the third case...
>So there you were, standing in front of six very powerful, very finicky mares, rubbing your hands together like birdman
>On their end the princesses/queens were huddled together fairly close, with only the occasional death glare
>No one was shouting at each other, there was no touching or shoving, and there most certainly wasn't any magic being used
>Which was good; awesome even
>How long everyone was going to be nice was the sticking point here, but hopefully you'd manage to keep the demi-gods distracted long enough
>...Hopefully
"Alright," you said, clapping your hands together. "Last but not least we get to the final race of the pony tribes: the alicorns."
>Both Chrysalis and Nightmare raise eyebrows
>You shrugged
"Hey, it sounds better than alicorns, a Changeling queen and..."
>You trailed off, looking Nightmare Moon over
>She just grinned
>"I am far beyond anything that you've ever known, mortal," she said
>Your nose scrunched up slightly as the sound of static filled your ears and the sun flickered like a light blub
>people acting like having a baby is the worst thing that can happen to a female
when did people see women being so selfish and nonchalant about killing their child in the womb as a good thing
>>27158448
>Reversed gender roles?
>More like literal reversal of every aspect of reality, amirite?
Extrapolation: the perfect argument practice.
See this, Anons? This is the sort of thing that happens when someone doesn't have an argument but still wants to have the last word. You know: like a child.
>>27158481
>Ha
>Look at this filly, trying to be scary and shit
>Little did she know that ancient, unknowable beingswere you fetish
>It was the tentacles. You were totally really, kinda into that shit no homo
"See? The way I said it sounds better. I'm an announcer that likes to announce, so can the peanut gallery please be quiet AFTER I'm done talking?"
>Though both of them rolled their eyes, muttering something about stallions under their breath, both of the mares motioned for you to continued
"Good! Now as I was saying: We find ourselves admiring the alicorn form; their backsides in particular."
>You begin pacing in front of the mares
"Since alicorns are a perfect mixture of earth ponies, unicorns, and pegasi they are the epitome of what an ass should be."
>You clap your hands together and grin
>"So, I'd like to announce that each of you ladies gets a ten out of ten automatically. Congratulations."
>Before anyone could start talking you raised a hand
"And, since you all are VERY special cases, I'm going to have to judge you in a very special way: with personal preference."
>You turned away from the mares and quickly made your way back toward your house, quickly grabbing the wooden chair you had on your front porch and scurrying back
>You could tell that you were dancing on the edge of a knife here; keeping these mares waiting would NOT be a good idea at all
>...
>That and you wanted to get as much groping done before the shoot-bangs started...
"While I like to consider myself a butt professional, one who judges backsides based on merit that is fair to everyone I can't do that here."
>You sat the chair down and took a seat
>"By the merits that we set up for this competition you all get tens. So with that in mind, and since I'm the only one here judging, we're gonna do this in the fairest way possible."
>You leaned back in your chair
>>27158490
>when did people see women being so selfish and nonchalant about blueballing good men as a good thing
>>27158481
>>27158514
EVERYONE SHUT UP
THE COMMERCIALS ARE OVER AND THE MOVIE JUST STARTED
>>27158490
Feminism, roughly the 2012 version. Normal people cant get anything when the extremes own or control the opinions of everything. Even when their wrong.
>>27158490
Most posters here are men, Anon. And most of those posters are enormous white-knights who fight against that might inconvenience or upset their perfect goddesses.
>>27158515
here>>27158527
or to be more specific to that, when women could get away with lying in divorce courts and take everything.
>>27158521
No, Anon. I'm beginning to ENJOY may angerSorry, LaP. You're a cool guy but I can't promise you anything right now.
>>27158532
your sentence became ineligible at the end, want to try writing that again?
>>27158515
they want to be human. just a regular selfish human.
>>27158514
"First: I'm going to inspect your behinds, get myself acquainted, and then I'm gonna have you all sit in my lap."
>You placed your hands in said lap, looking at each of the mares with a smile
"Does that sound alright with you?"
>Chrysalis grinned
>Nightmare Moon smirked
>Twilight and Princess Celestia turned a bit red
>Both Luna and Cadence raised eyebrows; you could tell that they had questions
>Not a single one of them said no however, so you took that as a sign that you could proceed with your plan
>Your glorious, butt-filled plan filled with groping
"Neat! So how about we start off with a princess first huh?"
>Your gaze turned expectant
"Do I have any takers?"
>To your surprise Cadence, a small smile on her face, was the first to step up
>"I think that I'd like to go first," she said, walking toward you. "If that's alright with you, Anonymous."
>Honey, if it was anymore alright you would have done a back flip
>As Cadence got within arm's length of you she presented her backside, flicking her tail out of the way to give a better look at what you'd be working with
>You sat on the edge of your chair, rubbing your hands together, and were about to inspect away when a blue glow encased your grabbers and placed them back into your lap
>Hey now...
>What's all this then?
>"Anon, before we start I want you to know that I have a husband and foal at home that I love very much," Cadence said, looking over her shoulder at you as her horn glowed. "So, I'd very much appreciate it if you were as tame as possible with me; for my sake if nothing else."
>You opened your mouth to ask what she was insinuating, but after thinking about it for a second you quickly closed your mouth
>...
>Alright...
>You weren't happy about it but you could respect her train of thought
>...
>If she wanted to keep this PG-13 then you'd give her a PG-13 inspection
>...
>Just for her though; you weren't a fucking boy scout
>>27158542
Because women are weak creatures oppressed by the patriarchy. Don't you know that millions of women are raped every day? If proud womyn are to be truly free, then they have to acknowledge that they are in all ways inferior to men and must be protected and coddled and have laws leaning in their favour.
>>27158481
>came right in the middle of an internet fight
I'm so sorry, LaP.
>>27158553
He's saying that they're a bunch of white-knight faggots who put women up on a pedestal.
>>27158570
Do I hear the marital problems thread or do you hear it to?
>>27158562
"I promise that you'll be able to tell your husband that nothing too bad happened. I promise," you told her
>Chrysalis scoffed, rolling her eyes as Cadence's smile turned grateful
>"Thank you very much."
>Her magic released your hands
>"Now why don't get back to it?" she asked, giving her backside a wiggle, a backside which immediately caught your attention
>True to her title, Princess Cadence was wearing a pair of frilly pink panties embroidered with hearts
>The underwear was a perfect fit, not too tight and not too loose; tastefully cut so that they showed off her ample flank without going overboard with it
>You forced yourself to blink as you wiped the drool from your chin with your jacket
>Even though she was still "clothed" you could tell that the Princess had a prefect backside
>It was just a little big for her body, tight, perfectly round with just a JUST a hint of fat to give you something to hold on to...
>Once again you had to wipe the drool from your chin
>Whoo...
>Doing this one clean was going to be a hell of a lot harder than you first thought...
>Your hands reached up and you hooked your thumbs through the panties
>You could feel Cadence's gaze on you as you slowly pulled them down, revealing the mass of pink, perky flesh not a few inches from your face
>At that moment all else was forgotten
>The princesses and queens weren't watching you
>You didn't have the threat of incineration hanging over your head
>There was just you and this flank...
>You let out a shaky sigh as you let the princesses panties hit the ground, slowly pulling your hands away
>Cadence's tail flicked past your face
>Unintentional or not (you didn't even see anything) you could now smell bubble gum
>...
>You were silent for a moment, just taking in the flank in front of you
>Perfectly round, you could just make out her the cutiemarks on each of her cheeks
>>27158562
Awww that's nice of them.
>>27158580
No, I just hear the sounds of autists and cucks yelling at each other.
>In the center was a mouth-watering crack wherein all of the goodies were stashed; goodies which were strategically hidden by a tail
>Pg-13, Pg-13!
>You had to think wholesome, Christian thoughts now old boy
>Cadence twitched slightly when you placed a hand on either of her cheeks, but she said nothing, simply widening her stance to give you better access while keeping her tail between her legs
>You just sighed as you squeezed, your fingers sinking into about a quarter inch of fat before coming upon a thick layer of muscle, which felt tight and damn near knotted it was so thick
>Your fingers,trailed upwards until you had a hand on either cutiemark
>Cadence twitched once more, her wings shuffling against her side as you then began to rub your thumbs against the fur there
>As you expected, it was sublime; not too long, not too short, it wasn't in patches and it felt smoother than silk
>You squeezed Cadence's flank again, watching as it contorted and tensed under your grip
>Now was the part that you should have been pointing out the good and bad things about this flank, what set it apart and its flaws
>But you didn't want to ruin this by speaking
>NO!
>When one was in a position to admire a masterpiece they did not speak
>Speaking would ruin the... sustenance of this for you
>You needed to let yourself to swept up
>You needed to let the art take you where it wanted and drop you off where you needed to be
>Cadence breath started to quicken as your hands traveled up and down her backside
>Your touches were light and filled with an almost zealous amount of reverence, though every once in a while your hands would clamp down to grab and tug at fur and fat alike
>That bubble gum smell grew the longer your fingers worked until Cadence's tail flicked out of the way and gave you an eyeful
>...
>Huh...
>You'd have thought that she'd looked a little more wrecked, what with her having a kid and all...
>>27158608
sounds pretty close, though I must have something in my ear.
>>27158611
I like how now that we have a writefag posting, everyone's gone quiet. It's like dad's home from work and now all the kids have to stop fighting.
>>27158512
Great, zero self-awareness, that's how I like my anons.
No, Anon. You can't just take every single societal notion that is linked to gender and reverse it. Not unless you literally change the stallions into mares. Because the mechanics of sexual reproduction are objective reality that influences the roles. Or do you think gender is a purely social construct?
Bolting on female human behavior onto a horse male makes just as much sense as reversed anuses. Zero.
>If a stallion gets a mare pregnant, all he has to do is cry in the courtroom and beg the mare not to "kill my foal" and the judge sides with him.
A female is sure in the knowledge that a child inside her is hers. Who the fuck is this guy crying in the corner? What do you do if there are several?
>RGRE. Men are considered the ideal caretakers and win the overwhelming majority of custody battles.
They also provide delicious stallion-milk for the foal, a must for proper early development!
>Well, men can't get pregnant. Inverting human gender roles is the best I can do.
Try thinking a little.
>>27158627
They are like parents huh?
>>27158611
oh shit Shining got a small dick.
>>27158611
>Though you wanted more than anything to nuzzle this flank until the cows came home you resisted, letting Cadence go
>The princess, who was definitely breathing heavier than she had been at the beginning, looked back at you, a blush on her face
>Staring right back at her you scooched back into your chair
"Alright," you said, your voice sounding... small. "The examination part of this is over, now it's flank sitting in lap time."
>Cadence let out a breathless giggle
>"Eager are we?" she said, almost to herself. "And here I thought that my Shiny was the only stallion that liked mare butts."
>Everyone likes mare butts, love princess pony >Even the ones that don't
>You took a few deep breaths as Cadence started to back up, steeling yourself to what was about to happen
>You KNOW want you wanted to do the second that this medium-sized horse sat in your lap but you know that ACTING on it would get you in trouble
>So Christian thoughts, Anon
>You needed to ofnaifbvlsdiubwlijbcsuif!
>You bit your knuckle hard as Cadence sat in your lap, and it was only through god's grace that you did not buck your hips
>The Princess of Love's flank settled in your lap in a way that nearly melted your mind
>It was big but not too big, she sunk into your lap a little bit but not too much, her weight was more than comfortable
>She was, in a word, ohmyfuckinggodthisassisamazingIwanttoflipthishorseoveranddounChrisitanthingstoherandafterwardgotoponyIHopandbuyherfucking breakfast
>Cadence, as an almost teasing gesture, leaned backward so that her mane was tickling your nose
>Your hands opened and closed, hovering on either side of the princesses flank as she sat there, breathing just as hard as you
>Christian thoughts, Anon...
>Christian thoughts...
>"I-Is this alright, Anon?" Cadence asked, her voice slightly shaky as she looked back at you
>She wiggled her hips and you felt a fucking vein pop
>"Do I just have to sit h-here or do you w-want me to do something e-else?"
>>27158651
>Oh this horse...
>This fucking horse...
>Don't you fucking tease like that
>Don't you dare
>Your fingers twitched as they drew near the flank that was so EVILLY hot-dogging poor Anon Jr.
>You knew Cadence felt him too, because she wiggled her FUCKING HIPS AGAIN!
>WHY THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE TO BE SUCH A FUCKING TEASE, LOVE HORSE?!
>WHY?!
>You were about to be a hero and grab to handfuls of ass, to fucking start with, but, with a herculean effort, you moved your hands away
"Just sitting's fine," you say through clutched teeth.
>Cadence nodded
>"O-Okay," she murmured, WIGGLING HER FUCKING HIPS AGAIN
>PISS, SHIT, GODDAMMIT!
>As you had your mini aneurysm, Chrysalis let out another snort
>"She has a stallion underneath her hard and willing and she just sits there like some lost filly," she said, sounding disgusted
>As the other princesses glared at her Nightmare Moon let out an amused snort
>"The poor stallion looks like he's about to have a heart attack."
>Chrysalis flashed Celestia a toothy smile as the Princess of the Sun growled
>"I'll have to make sure to settle the poor thing when it's my turn, show him that there's actually MARES here and not a bunch of filly scouts."
>Your legs curled into themselves
>You could feel Anon Jr., who was crying his eye out, straining through your pants
>You wanted to rip these pants off and tell the princess to sit down again
>You wanted to feel that silky fur coat and those warm, firm mounds of--
>CHRISTIAN THOUGHTS!
>CHRISTIAN THOUGHTS FOR FUCK SAKE!
>WHY DID YOU THINK THIS WAS A GOOD IDEA?!
>...
>...
>...
>WHO WERE YOU KIDDING?!
>'CAUSE IT HURT SO GOOD THAT'S WHY!
"Alright. That's enough, Princess. You can get off me now."
>Cadence looked back over her shoulder at you, the tiny movement making you go cross-eyed
>"Are you sur--"
"Please get off me," you squeaked
>And just like that Cadence hopped out of your lap, freeing your cock from its heavenly, hellish confines
>>27158617
Now I'm imagining this entire clusterfuck in form of a political cartoon
>There's like this goblin sticking his fingers in a giant man's ears
>The fingers in his ears have the words "shitposter" on them
>There's a small group of people under the heel of the man's shoe; the people have megaphones that have the word "internet" on it; the people have prison-style balls on chains that are labeled ">implying"; they have tags around their necks that read "writefags", and the shoe-heel is labelled "loyalty and approval"
>The man has words on his shirt: "You"
>The man is trying to divide his attention between multiple old CRT television screens
>The TVs are labelled "opinions" and the man looks distressed
Genius.
>>27158628
You're either a retard or you're a shitposter trying to stir up trouble by being purposefully wrong.
>>27158698
>You slumped into your chair with an explosive sigh, gripping on both armrest so tightly that your fingers had sunk into the wood
>Deep breaths Anon...
>Deep breaths...
>It's all over...
>You opened an eye to look down at your poor, neglected crotch
>There was Anon Jr., looking like he was about ready to pop the zipper, but you could also see that Princess Mi Amore Cadenza had made a bit of a mess on your brand new dress pants
>Your gaze lazily traveled up to the pink princess herself, who's face was bright cherry red as she stared back at you
>Neither of you say a word to each other for a long moment
>One of your hands slowly detached itself from an armrest
>You raised that hand into the air and slowly gave the pink princess a thumbs up
"You have a very lucky husband, Cadence," you croaked. "When you get back to him remind him that."
>A smile came to the princesses face
>"It's me that's the lucky one," she said with a giggle. "But thank you for the compliment, Anon."
>Chrysalis made a face at Cadence
>Though Cadence didn't see it one of her wings unfurled and she presented the changeling queen her longest primary feather, which, as you were later told, was pretty much the bird horse version of the middle finger
>Taking a few more deep breaths, you sat back in your chair and pulled out a handkerchief
"Alright," you say, dabbing your sweat-drenched face. "Princess Cadence is done. Does anyone want to go next?"
>Chrysalis' chest puffed out, and she raised a hoof, but to the surprise of everyone present Twilight stepped out of the line
>"I'll go next," she said, red-faced but determined
>Chrysalis growled
>"I will not have you PRINCESSES going first be--"
>"There's four of us and two of you," Twilight said matter-of-factly, calmly staring back at the glaring queen. "Anon's going to have to judge two princesses in a row no matter how you look at it so I figured that we'd get it out of the way and over with."
>>27158698
SWEET PONY JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL
>>27158734
>sweet marvin father of jane
>>27158711
>You're either a retard or you're a shitposter trying to stir up trouble by being purposefully wrong.
>>27158732
>Chrysalis' eyes narrowed as she stared at Equestria's newest and purplest princess
>You could tell that she wanted to argue, out of spite if nothing else, but from the look on her face you could tell that she knew that Twilight's reasoning was iron clad
>"...Fine," she said with a grunt. "It will let the stallion get the poorer flanks out of the way anyway."
>Twilight's feathers ruffled at the comment but she didn't take the bait
>Instead she turned back to you, a small smile coming to her face
>"Do you want to judge me now or do you need a few minutes to calm down?" she kindly asked
>"No, no, I'm fine, I'm fine," you reassured her, stuffing your handkerchief into your coat pocket. "Come on over here and let me take a look at you
>That was when whatever confidence that Twilight had managed to work up left her little horse body
>And you know it did because you watched the smile on her face become very, very nervous
>"A-Are you sure?" she asked, fidgeting with her hooves. "B-Because I'd be m-more than happy to--eep!"
>Rolling her eyes, Nightmare Moon swatted the Princess of Friendship on the flank with a burst of magic
>"The stallion is not going to bite you, filly," she said. "Get over there before I lose my patience."
>Twilight stumbled forward, forcing you to grab her by her shoulders so she wouldn't accidentally impel you with her horn
>"S-Sorry, sorry!" she said frantically before wincing in pain
>You smiled at the littlest princess
"Easy there, purple, there's no reason to be all nervous like this," you reassured. "It's not like you don't see me every single day anyways."
>Twilight stared up at you with her big purple eyes
>"B-But you're not touching my BUTT then," she whisper-shouted
>You leaned forward so that your noses were nearly touching
>Twilight tried to move away but you held her firmly in place
"Everything's going to be FINE, Twiggles. Now go ahead and do those breathing exercises that you like to do."
>"But what if you--"
>>27158732
>>27158773
MOLEST IT
MOLEST THE PURPLE PRINCESS BUTT
>>27158773
We will fuck her into a coma.
>>27158773
"Go on. After you're done with that I can get on with the inspection."
>Twilight looked back at Celestia, who nodded encouragingly
>Looking back at you, partly because you wouldn't let her look at the ground, Twilight started her breathing exercises
>In....
>And out...
>In...
>And out...
>Finally, she looked a good deal calmer than she had a minute ago, looking up at you with a big ol' smile
>"T-Thanks, Anon," she said with only the slightly shimmer
>You nodded, giving her shoulders a squeeze
>"Alright, now how about you turn around so I can see what I'm working with?"
>With a little nod Twilight shyly turned around and showed you what her momma gave her
>You knew what this little horse's problem was
>She felt inadequate around all of these godly flanks
>And, while you understood where she was coming from, as you took a gander at her flank you could honestly say that she really didn't have that much to worry about
>You knew that ol' Twilot here liked her sweets and junk food
>So also knew that after being called Twiggy piggy more than a few times that she had gone to Rainbow Dash so that she could get fit
>While her stomach looked slimmer than it had been a few months ago it looked like her flank hadn't lost ANY of its mass
>And you meant that in the best way possible
>The flabby, oddly flat flank had been turned into a proper muscly ass
>Sure, there was still a bit of chub around the back of the legs and above the rump, but this was an ass that you could get behind
>And, since Twilight here was about was single, you could change the PG-13 Christian values rating to an R
>So you COULD get behind it
>Your dick twitched at the thought as you rubbed your hands together
>Twilight was wearing a pair of red, conservatively cut panties
>They were nice if a little plain; they'd look a lot better down near her hooves than on her but you stopped yourself from doing so
>>27158773
Purple smart embarrassed is cute.
>>27158828
>Instead you placed your hand over the place where Nightmare Moon had lashed her and began to gently rub
>Twilight hissed, dancing in place in pain as you did your best to rub the pain away
"There, there, it'll feel better in a minute," you cooed, savoring the feeling of your fingers digging into her rump. "You're doing good, you're doing good."
>Eventually Twilight stopped her fussing and relaxed under your touch
>You could hear her sigh, before her wings violently twitched
>"H-Hehehe, Anon? I appreciate what you're doing but could we please get to the inspecting?" she asked, her breathing a little ragged
>You ignored the princess, instead letting your hands wander where they pleased
>Twilight was doing her best to stay composed but every once in a while she'd let, moaning or gasping, all the while she wiggled back and forth in place like a mare possessed
>Your mouth twitched and you saw a wet spot begin to form on those red panties of her's
"Are you sure? That mean ol' queen over there hit you pretty hard. I can keep doing this until you feel a hundred percent," you "innocently" offered
>Twilight's wings twitched again and she let out a surprised gasp as you gave her flank a rougher than usual squeeze
>"Hah~! I-If fine now. B-But thank you for asking," she said a little too quickly as she pushed against your hands. "N-Now could you PLEASE pull my p-panties down?"
>Not one to disobey royalty, you did as she asked, reaching up and hooking your thumbs through her panties
>Twilight's breath hitched as your fingers grazed her flank
>Her backside clenched and unclenched, her tail wildly flicking back and forth as you began to slowly pull her panties down
>"Ohmygosh, ohmygosh! AnonpleasepleasePLEASEtakeiteasy!"
>Twilight's backside wiggled as you pulled her panties down inch by inch, revealing more and more of her expansive purple flank
>Stopping for a moment, you leaned in and gave her partically revealed left cheek a kiss
>>27158875
>Twilight let out a muffled squeal, stomping her back leg hard
>...
>Alright
>Enough teasing...
>You pulled Twilight's underwear down without much of a fuss, letting them drop to the ground and you leaned back see what you were working with
>Twilight, meanwhile, was doing her very best to lower her flagging tail and her stiff wings, almost dancing in place as she mumbled nonsense to herself
>"Aw, it looks like it's her first time," Nightmare Moon said, leaning toward her fellow queen
>Chrysalis nodded as she quietly awed
>"Isn't she precious?" she asked, her baby talk turned up to eleven
>Twilight flinched at the mocking, shrinking into herself just a hair, her ears pinned against her head
>Frowning, you placed your hands on her bare rump
"You know, Twilight, I was expecting your rump to be a little different from the other alicorns, what with you being a unicorn and all."
>Twilight looked back at you as you grabbed two bit handfuls of her ass, squeezing and tugging on the mounds
>"I, I, I'M SURE--Hah~! I'm sure that I'm a LITTLE--ooh~! Different, Anon," Twilight managed to say, her body beginning to shake slightly
>You hummed, leaning forward and kissing Twilight's cutiemark on her right butt cheek
>The princess winked at you (not with her eyes), her back arching
>You began rubbing your face against the mare's rump, almost instantly enveloped by a blackberry, grape-y, purple-y scent
>Twilight's wings flapped and the ground below her instantly became soaked
>She let out a mixture between a moan and a squeak and her back legs gave out
>You, of course, made sure to hold her in place, continuing to rub your face against her right cutiemark, then her left, before beginning to gently bite at her rump
>Though you half expected Twilight's front half to give out the little princess was a trooper, keeping her hooves even as she rode out her orgasm, cute squeaks and moans escaping her lips
>You stopped your nuzzling the second that she managed to catch her breath
>>27158912
>>27158875
YES
YES
NOW...Pull her tailand call her your silly-filly.
>>27158912
>"Hah~! Anon what are-- Hah~! What are you--"
>Sitting back into your chair, you carefully picked Twilight up and placed her in your lap
>Because she was still a little pony she was a perfect fit, the top of her head just under your chin
>You could feel your pants being soaked through but you paid it no mind, wrapping your arms around the little alicorn and pulling her against your chest
>Twilight made a startled noise, wiggling her rump in such a way that your wiener once again found itself between two warm, soft, succulent cheeks
>You gritted your teeth, grunting softly but mostly managing to keep yourself under control
"You know what what though? I think that you fit right in with these other princess in terms of butt."
>Though her chest was heaving, Twilight looked up at you, her horn gently poking your chest as she did so
>"Y-You really think so?" she asked, her voice small
>Ignoring the fact that you could feel her winking through your pants, you held her a little tighter
"Of course, Twiggles. No matter what you or anyone else thinks you're a very, very pretty pony."
>Twilight's eyes widened
>"R-Really?" she asked, almost as if she didn't believe you
>Your cock twitched again, and not for the first time you silently cursed the eternal cock tease that were pants
"If I'm lying I'm dying."
>Chrysalis began to gag as the other princesses smiled
>To your surprise even Nightmare's mouth had risen to a half smile at the scene
>Twilight stared at you for a moment before her eyes just lit up
>Spinning around in your lejrbwljdbvlsc blsircb flrfb!
>"ThankyouAnon!IalwaysthoughtthatIwasuglycomparedtotheotherprincesses--"
>You could feel your body beginning to tense as Twilight bounced in your lap like a fucking stripper as she pulled you in a hug, TAKING YOU BY FUCKING SURPRISE!
>"--ImeanjustafewmonthsagoIwasachubbylittleunicornthatstallionswouldn'tgivethetimeofday--"
>>27158959
>In her excitement, Twilight leaned up and kissed you on the cheek, not stopping her wiggling for a moment
>You poor, throbbing cock was pushed to and fro, being rubbed and teased in all of the right ways by Twilight's big, clapping, cushy flank
"Twilight."
>"--Itriedmyhardesttoliveuptothetitleofprincess."
"Twilight."
>"--ButIneverthoughtI'dbeasprettyastheotherprincesses--"
"T-Twilight."
>"--ButtohearsomeponyactuallysayI'mprettyisreallynice!--"
"Twi... Taw..."
>--Don'tgetmewrongI'mamarebutstill--"
"..."
>Twilight let out a squeak as you wrapped your arms around her, holding her against you, and started to roughly thrusted against her
>As worked up at you were you only managed two or three thrust before the dam burst
>Twilight let out another squeak as you bit down on her shoulder hard
>Her marehood, as if it knew even through your layers of clothing, began peppering your covered member with kisses as you felt yourself cumming
>Dfvsudbfvslflfbvslfvnbslfdb!
>You closed your eyes as tight as you could, taking in Twilight's musk and the feeling of her fur tickling your face
>Your tongue lapped at her shoulder and you tasted sweat and blueberries
>A whimper escaped your throat as, with one last half-thrust you let go of Twilight and sunk back into your chair, sweaty and satisfied-yet-not, panting like a race horse
>"Anon? Anon?! What's wrong?!Twilight asked as you just kind of sat there in a haze. "Are you alright? Do you--"
>Her nostrils flared
>She then immediately blushed and began shimmering
"You are... a very pretty... pony, Twilight," you said, cracking open an eye
>Your hands found themselves on the Princess of Friendship's hips and they slowly made their way up to her shoulders
>Leaning the red-faced mare forward you kissed her nose
>You then pulled her into a hug
>"A very, very... pretty pony if my... now ruined pants are... any indication."
>...
>Rararara was going to be SO mad...
>...
>Worth it though...
>>27158959
All is well in the world.
>>27158990
Alright, I'm done with the first part of the alicorn-off.
You kids be good now
>>27159008
See ya next time pops
>>27159008
You've given me the most feelsy boner, LaP. I'm not sure how I feel about it coming from who is now apperently the "dad" of this thread.
>>27158514
why do his lines keep alternating between black and green
>>27159119
Sloppy proofreading.
>>27159008
>The_booty_had_me_like.jpg
I love when you write Twilight. I wish you did it more often.
>>27159008
W-Whatever dad it's not like i care about your stories f-fogey!I-I love you D-Dad.
>>27158990
>>27159008
Ah, saving the best for last are you?
bumo
Not related to the thread, but then again nobody's posting. Canadafag here. I'm real sorry for the new PM. It's embarrassing enough that I feel like I need to say something.I'm fully aware of the irony that I'm apologising for something that somebody else did; which is apologising for what somebody else did 102 years ago.
>>27159883
Americafag here.
.....what the hell are you talking about?
>>27160010
DUDEWEED
>>27159883
>I'm fully aware of the irony that I'm apologising for something that somebody else did; which is apologising for what somebody else did 102 years ago.
Bruh, then affirmative action is ironic as fuck. Also, we're holding off on saying anything until we see who our next president is. If it's Bernie then we'll have to apologize to you.
>>27160026>implying the DNC would let Bernie win
>>27160010
http://shoebat.com/2016/04/13/canadian-pm-justin-trudeau-makes-a-fool-out-of-himself-dressing-up-like-a-sikh-and-making-groveling-apology-for-canadian-racist-incident-that-happened-over-102-years-ago/
>>27160026
>Bernie
I pray for you, Americafags. With any luck, Trump will make your country (and indirectly, MY country) great again.
>>27160058I thought your country had bigger issues than this.
>>27160026
>fight communism for decades
>go through a cold war against it
>proceed to attempt to vote in a self admitted communist
fucking universities
>>27160058
They do, this guy has no brain though.
>>27160145
Do we have any good Octavia RGRE fics?
>>27160174
Can't think of any. She would probably look down on stallions at first.
>>27160216
>Successful orchestra member
>Lives in small house in a backwater town and needs a roommate to afford the bills
>Looks down on stallions
Somebody got fucked by the divorce courts.
>>27160268
ayy
>>27158912
I uploaded this just for this story!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eyd5t4tAW_M&feature=youtu.be
Better to die for the Butt then to live for oneself
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M3w3XeHpsis&index=1&list=LLm98IPFV42qDSXcBuK0pmJQ
>>27160268
Ouch. I wanna RGRE green about that but at the same time I don't want it to be a tearjerker where deus-ex-Anon arrives to save the day
>>27160461
Maybe something about Octavia slowly getting back on her hooves by herself after the divorce? She seems driven enough to not let this ruin her life.
>>27160216
or she would be a nervous wreck.
"Hi there, whats your name?"
>"I PLAY THE CELLO!"
"....okay"
>>27160145
must. plow. cello horse.
Is RGRE just fetishizing music recently?
>>27160540
Have you seen the ass on the music pones?
>>27160514
You can have both. She serious and thinks most stallions are just giggling, pop listening plebs but hasn't actually talked to many outside her orchestra group.
>>27160174
There was this several threads back, most recent Octavia story I remember.
https://desustorage.org/mlp/thread/26808539/#26835820
>>27160514
"I asked you your name."
>"I AM BLACK AND GREY!"
"no no, your name."
>she takes a deep breath and holds it for a moment.
>"my name is Octavia 'Philharmonica' melody...and it's nice to meet you."
"....U want sum fuk?"
>"Vinyl is going to like you."
>>27160569
Oh shit that's nice.
>>27160510
>>27160514
Oh christ, I'm somewhere between "Octavia thinks stallions are shit" and "Octavia microanalyses things b/c she's lost faith in judging a stallion's character" because of the divorce.
>You are Octavia, and a stallion is trying to talk to you
>What more do they want?
>Haven't they bled you DRY already?!
>"-so hey, I didn't catch your name."
>Buck you; that's my name.
or
>Oh, Celestia, not another one.
>Is this one going to stab you in the back and go off sucking Minuette's clit like that LAST slut did?
>Is he going to think you're another washed-up musician who thought she wear some old glasses, buy an acoustic guitar, and try to make it in the big city?
>No.
>He has to know that you're a high-class mare.
>If he's SHIT like your last colt, then this'll scare him off.
>If he isn't, then this puts him into a pool of potential mates.
>"-so hey, I didn't catch your name."
>SHIT
>QUICK IMPRESS HIM
"I PLAY THE CELLO!"
>YES
>BUCKING NAILED IT
>YOU'LL BE UNDER HIM IN NO-TIME FLAT
>"...okay"
>He looks nervous and awkward.
>He's intimated by your presence.
>>27160607
plug noticed me
>>27160607
>>Buck you; that's my name.
This. And she is also a hooligan.
Plays orchestra for money, plays ska punk for the soul.
Holds radical worldviews
>>27160607
Who else wants some more of this?
Raise your hands.
>>27160645
Nah
>>27160670
Er?
>>27160653
>>27160664
dem thighs tho
>>27160664
All hands raised !
>>27160697
dafuq u say u little bitch ill cut you
>>27160626
Does this mean I get to be your sempai? I've always wanted to be silently pined after.
>>27160653
Octavia is actually Vinyl's driving force and source of inspiration. Octavia's passion is brought on by her anger and frustration, and the two of them work together to produce the chaotic, intense sounds of electronic music. Some days it's too intense for Vinyl.
>Ponies always DID think it was weird that she lived with a mare like Vinyl.
>They sometimes thought that Octavia wasn't really happy there, and rumours of a poor financial situation brought on by her divorce spread around town.
>But Octavia wasn't trapped in that house with Vinyl.
>Vinyl was trapped in there with Octavia.
>>27160664
See pic.
>>27160782
Foal bearing hips.
>>27160653
>Banksy Octavia
Hm
So, this is what I've got so far. I've been busy putting a few dozen hours into Space Engineers, meaning that this is a preview until I get something else written down. I'm going to go spend some more time building my space station now.
>DONG DING
"Who where?"
>You are Rarity, the half-asleep and drowsy.
>Your usual afternoon nap didn't happen because you were too busy masturbating in an attempt to stave off your cooter-heat.
>If things are going the way you'd HOPE they're going, then you know EXACTLY who's at your door.
>That's right.
>That hot piece of flank, Anonymous.
>It's a shame he lost all that weight since he got here; you had a thing for a plot that had a bit of bounce to it.
>With a sleepy yawn, you open your door.
>Anonymous stands before you, his clothes dirty and torn, and the most delicious smell coming off of him.
>You can SEE the sweat dripping off of him.
>WOW
"Hot a what baabhabhiat!"
>What did you just say?
>Why would you DO that?!
>Anonymous looks as confused as you feel.
>Confused and a little bit nervous, like he regrets coming here.
-----------------
>You are Anon.
>The fuck is wrong with this pony?
>Is she having a stroke?
>>27160874
fuck the stars with your overcompensating space ship cock.
>>27160899
It will spit warheads out of the tip.
>>27160874
are we going to glaze over the fact that the door bell went DONG DING instead of DING DONG?
>>27159119
>>27159128
Are you both stupid? That's how properly written green is supposed to work. Anon's lines, or lines of the character POV the story is being told from, should be black. Descriptive lines are green with no quotations, other characters are green with quotations.
>>27160955
Reverse Doorbell Tolls Equestria
>>27160782
>and the two of them work together to produce the chaotic, intense sounds of electronic music
My rump is plump, my rump is very plump
My rump is plump, my rump is very plump
>I touch her rump, it's plump, it very-very plump
>I smoosh her rump, it's plump, it very-very plump
>Check it out!
My rump so plump it can't be tamed
I check it as a luggage on the train
My rump so plump that all I want
Is bump the world (is bump the world)
My rump so plump it fills the sky
Every day a princess makes it rise
My rump so plump it's under you
it swallows you (it swallows you)
