>What is Flutterrape?
Flutterrape is a collection of stories about ponies trying to have sex with Anon, the only human in Equestria. While the title implies that it is Fluttershy trying to rape Anon, others may follow in her hoofsteps and attempt their own versions of >rape. There are different versions of Flutterrape, but most are lighthearted stories about the ponies failing in their comical attempts to get into Anon’s pants. Just because your story has Anon in it, doesn't mean it fits in this thread. Check other threads (Pie, AiE, etc) about story content before posting.
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Old thread: >>27152110
Thread Archive: https://desustorage.org/mlp/search/subject/Flutterrape/
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>How do I start writing?
Writing these stories is very easy. Write in the second person and preface your lines with ‘>’. This is what turns normal text into greentext.
Writing Guides:
http://pastebin.com/uXvpYYzS
http://pastebin.com/bnMmZ2T3
http://pastebin.com/r6dTpd3j
I want to cum inside Flootershy
This, along with the long-defunct Rainbro thread, is one of the oldest threads on /mlp/.
Time to retire it.
>>27306582
...Nah
>>27306582
Why on earth would we do that?
>>27306582
This reminded me
Now I'm sad
>>27306582
If anything that's more reason to keep the combo going.
Yeeeah baby, work that grill.
>>27306358
I'm not dead.
>>27307542Shame[/spoier]
>>27307542
Cool, now to wait for nebby-kun
>>27307542
I wish you were though.
>>27307833
Ouch. What did I do, Anon?
>>27308182
>Immediately taking bait
Stop, you should be writing, not indulging random shitposts while tripfagging.
>>27306276
dibs oninflation
Again, happy Mothers Day Flutterrape, hope it was enjoyable.
>>27309618
Not for Fluttershy. She'll never get to be the mother of Anon's foals.
>>27306885
>>27309958
"Hello, police?"
"Yeah, it's me."
"Yeah."
"Yeah she stole my son again."
"Mhm."
"The adopted one, not the tulpa."
"Third time this week, yeah."
"Yup."
"Ahu."
"Ten minutes? Super. I'll be at the front with a shotgun and a deathwish, so you'd better be here in five if you want to prevent a murder."
"Gotcha."
"See you soon, bye!"Heh.
>>27311140
Im a little amazed this made me think more of whats going through Fluttershy's mind, and it makes me feel a little sad...
unded bump
>>27307816
Nebby a Bonbon hating shit. But that's okay. God will judge him.
God will judge you all.
>>27312314Hi JC~More Derp story when
bemp
>>27313523
Bemp? That's old news, kiddo.
You gotta do the glumps now, it's in style!
>>27314215
Glumps eh? Noted indeed, thanks for keeping me up to date Anon
I said a buuuump
>>27306582
No. Just because you don't like the thing doesn't mean everyone else shouldn't like the thing.
>>27314672
Don't bite the bait Anon, come back to us
>>27314706
kek
>>27314706
Page nine rump slumping bump.
Hey now, no page 10ing!
>>27317930
That Lyra is a cute.
>>27307354
... go on
>>27308182
You left us... to be a BRONY CELEBRITY! Like Mando, minus the pedophilia.
>>27318900
I unno about everybody else, but I feel proud one of our own is horse famous.
>>27307354
Iwtcifr
amp
>>27318900
>pedophillia
Cut that out. Mando has a heavy enough burden to bear. I'll give you a fat lip you gigantic cunt.
If you didn't get it sibsy is fat.
>>27320347
bemp
>>27320347
Did you ever wonder WHY she was fat? Because her husband is too busy chasing little girls to satisfy her. Next thing you know; she's gonna have a pair of twins who are black and mexican respectively.
Floop
>>27321390
Sounds like ahugeproblem.
>>27322422
Carlos it is time to stop.
IT IS TIME TO STOP, CARLOS
GO AND STAY GO
>>27321390
That sounds like a big issue
>>27322460
Why won't you leave
>>27322476
Fat chance of that happening, bub.
>>27322508
but why
>>27322553
Hey, keep complaining and I'll give you a fat lip.
I'm tired of your blubbering, you sound like a whale.
bamp
>>27324180
This scene is in so many damn stories, I'm surprised this is the first time I've seen a picture of it.
>>27324499
it is isn't it? I had to sit back and think on that one
>>27324180
Not sure if diaper, or Anon needs to be a man and choose boxers or briefs.
>>27325043
Or he could become a true man, and go commando.
>>27325338
>kommando
correct
>>27325814
>korrect
korrect
>>27321390
I don't see the big deal, but fat chance that's gonna happen. Something like that would weigh heavy on her conscience
Searching for some Rarararararara, Twilicorn, AJ and/fit/anon.
Someone can link me?
>>27324499
>This scene is in so many damn stories
L-Link pls
>>27327365
Would love to help, but I can't remember what stories have it.
It's usually just a one-off gag in random stories where Fluttershy either steals or destroys Anon's clothes in some fashion and Anon is forced to awkwardly ask Rarity for assistance, usually ending up with Rarity taking the opportunity to grope and/or fondle him.
GET
BUMPED
Can't stop the bump.
Another day
another nothing happeningJust how I like it
>>27330346
>Posting Police Bunny
No, please no, she does magical things to my penis, I don't want her in here.
>>27330445
Alright, I suppose I'll say it so no one else will have to:
No nonmlp-related rape is allowed.
Damn, is that like our only rule?
>>27330782
Yeah, I think so.
>>27330782
There was a huge list of Flutterrape 'rules' made once
I believe Smudgey had a hand in it
Someone should look for it in the archive
>>27331202
It's in the general's pastebin.
>>27331202
>A loud knock causes you to cast a glance towards your clock.
>She's right on time, as usual.
>Folding your newspaper and setting it to one side, you rise from your chair, cracking your joints and yawning.
>You lazily wave your arms around and stretch your muscles, waking yourself up.
>Stand before the door, gathering yourself.
>You reach into your pocket and fish out a large, neatly folded piece of parchment.
>Opening it up, you check it over a final time.
>You're good to go.
>With your parchment clutched in one hand, you throw open your front door.
>"Hi An--"
"Fluttershy."
>"H-hello!"
>She smiles sweetly at you, her perfect teeth catching the sun.
>"I have the most wonderful surprise for you today, but you need to close your eyes before you can get it!"
"Yeah, nah, listen, I have something I need you to hear."
>She seems thrown off by this.
>"O-oh, um, okay?"
>Unfold the parchment and clear your throat.
"As you know, you have been showing up here for a few weeks now trying to get in my pants."
>She nods.
"Now, since apparently restraining orders don't exist in Equestria yet, and unfortunately murder is illegal, I can't do anything about this fact."
>"Yes?"
"In light of this, I have created a contract that I need you to sign."
>Leaning down, you produce a pencil and stick it between Fluttershy's lips sideways.
>She blinks and stares at you dumbly, unsure of what to do.
"Just at the bottom here."
>You motion to the end of the contract whilst keeping the rest of it folded over and hidden.
>"Um--"
>She shuffles the pencil around in her mouth so she can speak.
>"Could I please read it first?"
"No."
>"Okay..."
>She signs it.
"Excellent, thank you."
>Straighten up and smile.
"Thank you for signing this legally binding contact dictating the ground rules for the daily fetish guess."
>Fluttershy develops a nervous look.
>>27331449
"First and foremost, you are to arrive with a fresh cup of hot coffee every morning, as well as a tabloid for me to read."
>"That um, doesn't seem too bad... I'm like your secretary!"
>She smiles at that thought.
>"Secretaries are se--"
"No butt stuff."
>"Pardon?"
"One of the rules. No butt stuff. Under no circumstances are you to go anywhere near by butt, there are no exceptions, even if you approaching, interacting with, or coming with a metre of my butt, may prevent my death or serious injury. No butt stuff."
>She whines.
>"B-but that's... half of my guesses!"
"Too bad. No butt stuff."
>"Ooooh..."
>She deflates, her ears drooping.
"Next, no third parties of any kind."
>Fluttershy's sad look intensifies.
"No mercenaries, contractors, special favours from friends, legal interference, royal interference, or interference from any ancient and or timeless deities is allowed."
>"Wh-what about family members?"
"No third parties of any kind."
>"Guess I'll have to ring my brother and cancel next week then..."
>You shudder at the idea.
"Finally, no sexual contact of any kind, physical, magical, or mental, is to be initiated without my consent. My consent is not to be given whilst under the influence of drugs, alcohol, magical coercion, or blackmail. In the event of me giving you consent whilst free of the aforementioned states, you are to disregard it completely and treat it as delirious behaviour, and thus, invalid."
>Fluttershy stares at you.
>>27331452
>Then at her signature at the bottom of the paper.
>Her lower lip trembles slightly.
"So that's that. Any questions?"
>"So... I'm not allowed to touch you, or do anything remotely sexual to you, nor am I allowed to get anyone else to do it?"
"Yes. Exactly."
>"I just... get you coffee and newspapers?"
"Yup."
>"Oh..."
>...
>"Wh-what kind of coffee do you like?"
"Black. No sugar."
>She sighs and turns to leave.
>You watch her go with pride.
>It actually worked.
>And dad said law school was a waste of time.
>Ha.
>Fuck you, dad.
>>27331461
I like where this is going.
>>27331461
Such an easy solution!
I wish I were stalked by a yellow rapist, I dont want to make my own coffee in the morning.Fluttershy drugs the coffee, undresses anon and furiously masturbates to the view. Every morning.
>>27331688
Always a loophole.
Always.
Anon would be wise to learn this.
>>27331202
Shit I forgot all about that!
Rule #1: >rape
Rule #2: Because magic
Rule #3: Lee Sin is the best champion of the game.
Rule #4: If you're not providing content, take your trip off.
Rule #5: ...And your name too.
Rule #6: Nebby is a butt.
Rule #7: Rarity has an affinity for alcohol.
Rule #8: [MOTHER] is watching.
Rule #9: Rainbow Dash is a bro.
Rule #10: If Rainbow Dash has feelings for Anon, Anon must be completely clueless about the situation. (The Rainbro Postulate)
Rule #11: Pinkie Pie must throw Anon a party.
Rule #12: The Circlejerk is a graveyard.
Rule #13: Anon must black-out at some point.
Rule #14: Hot Monkey Dick is comparable to Equestrian Horsecock in size.
Rule #15: Human stamina makes Anon a superior lover to stallions.
(Rules #14 & #15 are together known as the Sexual Superiority Theorem)
Rule #16: U wan sum fuk?
Rule #17: You gotta earn the right to Avatar-fag, and if you have to ask you haven't earned it.
Rule #18: Twilight will do anything for science.
Rule #19: Twilight will be interested in studying Anon...for science.
Rule #20: Twilight may or may not be a gassy pony, but Fart-Anon is still a fuck.
Rule #21: Applejack is frustrating as fuck to write well.
Rule #22: You are less manly than Theseus.
Rule #23: You are more manly than Lasagna.
Rule #24: All Anon's are in some way a self-insert.
Rule #25: Anon will arrive mysteriously in the Everfree.
Rule #26: Fluttershy collects Anon's underwear.
Rule #27: Lyra has a human and/or hand fetish.
Rule #28 Flutterpriest is in fact a sixteen year old girl and has been for years
Rule #29 No filly fiddling
Rule #30 Exists to abolish rule #29
Rule #31 Shit. Shower. Shave. In that order
Rule #32 Blame the pony who raped you
Rule #33 Acknowledge that it is always Fluttershys fault
(#32 and #33 is known as the >Fucking Fluttershy clause)
Rule #34 We don't fuck horses
Rule #35 Pinkie rapes you without even being in the story
Rule #36 No one must know you exist on this thread
1/3
>>27332541
Rule #37 Lumberjack Anon is never raped, only harassed
Rule #38 Requests are encouraged, but not expected to be fulfilled
Rule #39 There are three known writers who will fulfill your requests if summoned correctly
Rule #40 Slasher fights for your right to live
Rule #41 The CMC try to get their cutie mark in human fucking, it never works
Rule #42 Always have your special comfort blankie or plushie nearby
Rule #43 UV provides the nightmare fuel
Rule #44 We are not liable for wishing to commit suicide after reading a story
(#44 protects us from #43 and #42 works to prevent #44 from being applicable. This is the UV chain)
Rule #45 >Bump
Rule #46 Puns, cats, and dogs all summon horrible things. Refrain from using them.
Rule #47 Jchallo has never done drugs and is never allowed to
Rule #48 That writer doesn't exist but is a decoy played by another writer
Rule #49 The only esc-[REDACTED]
Rule #49 The ride never ends.
Rule #50 Drama. Drama never changes
Rule #51 Circlejerk stories are just that and mustn't be done
Rule #52 Fucking Alicorn's
Rule #53 Cadance is her own loophole, allowing her to rape you
Rule #54 Don't let the ponies team up, you won't survive
Rule #55 The Anal Pulverizer is named for a reason
Rule #56 Chasity belts
Rule #57 Apple horse is stronger than you so don't fight
Rule #58 Diamond Tiara will buy you
Rule #59 Celestia and Luna can use the law to force you
Rule #60 If you wake up with one in the bed, it's too late.
(Rules 57-60 are known as the definite rape clauses)
Rule #61 You can't, in fact, rape the willing
Rule #62 Nebulus is the hero we need, but don't deserve.
Rule #63 Zecora has a potion for what ails you.
Rule #64 All Equestrian drugs and poisons work on Anon, different species be damned.
Rule #65 Anon may or may not be resistant to magic.
Rule #66 "The Stare" can and will be used in times for desperate rape.
Rule #67 Changelings were born for this thread.
2/3
>>27332548
Rule #68 All Cutie Mark talents can easily be swapped for raping talents.
Rule #69 ...Heh 69
Rule #70 Your waifu a rapist.
Rule #71 Trixie will always be Tsundere for Anon.
Rule #72 Go ahead and tattle, no one will believe you.
Rule #73 Using another pony for protection only delays the inevitable.
Rule #74 Sexual favors are the default currency in Ponyville.
Rule #75 Wearing clothes other than those for formal occasions is considered weird and unnatural.
Rule #76: When in doubt, assume Brownee is in the Hospital.
Rule #77 No matter how many skills Anon has, he will eventually need to ask a pony for a favor.
Rule #78 Equestrian alcohol is for lightweights.
Rule #79 Princess Luna is always spying on your dreams.
Rule #80 Tom is best rock.
Rule #81 Anon's mere presence can shatter married relationships.
Rule #82 Griffon's are the only means of acquiring meat.
Rule #83 You can run, but you can't hide.
Rule #84 Adoption is not an option.
Rule #85 Answering the door is never a good idea.
Rule #86 A human's favorite food is always bananas.
Rule #87 If Discord is involved, give up; it'll hurt less.
Rule #88 Locking up your house is merely a formality at this point.
Rule #89 Trust no one.
Rule #90 Pony stupidity can used to your advantage if done carefully.
Rule #91 Your story idea has been done before, get over it.
Rule #92 Humans can't get ponies pregnant.
Rule #93 Magic can do anything.
(Rules #92 & 93 are considered the "Satyr Paradox")
Rule #94 Every pony has its own cereal.
Rule #95 Estrus = Easy Mode
Rule #96 If at first they don't succeed, cry cry again.
Rule #97 Anon may only bring to Equestria whatever was in his pockets and/or hands at the time.
Rule #98 Common sense is considered "optional" in Equestria.
Rule #99 If Anon's fetish is revealed, he MUST submit to whoever offers it.
Rule #100 Don't forget, you're here forever.
Rule #101 Rarity is the only living being in Equestria that knows how to create human clothes.
3/3
A blast from the past
>>27332541
Yeah, I was browsing the archive the other day and saw that
There's some good stuff in there
>>27332562
>Rule #76: When in doubt, assume Brownee is in the Hospital.
God damn it.
>>27332562
Smudged, post one of your old (not too long) stories
Your favorite one that you ever wrote
Go
>>27332804
>Smudged
Fuck auto correct
>>27332804
>(not too long)
>Your favorite one that you ever wrote
So you're asking for my favorite one-shot? Guess that would be my Zecora story.
You down for some rhymes?
>Day Anon in Equestria.
>Ever since you arrived here it seems like all the ponies want your dick.
>If only It was like that back in the human world.
>But the most persistent pony is Fluttershy.
>She would always come to your door, asking you what your fetish is while doing the act of the fetish.
>"Are socks your fetish?"
No
>"Is bondage your fetish?"
No.
>"Is self-mutilation your fetish?"
N........doesn't that hurt?
>"If it's your fetish I don't care."
Well it isn't.
>"Oh........well this hurts like crazy then."
>Fluttershy proceeds to pass out due to extreme blood loss.
>You close the door and proceed to masturbating.
>Why? Why not is the better question.
>Fucking Fluttershy.
Ey my first green.
>>27332858
Got more?
>>27332867
I mean....it's my first green, this was just a stupid one-shot, so no.
>>27332849
Yes, my body is ready
>>27332947
>Day A Secret Brew And A Bet For Two in Equestria.
>Be Anon, currently hiding under a bed at a certain zebra's hut as you seek refuge.
>Why there of all places you ask? Because the mares in this town be fucking crazy.
>The rapey "I want you inside me" kind of crazy.
>Being an outsider as well, Zecora is the only one that treats you with any semblance of respect.
>She's the only one you can trust when the others are out to get you.
>You had become quite friendly with each other after she had caught you hiding under her bed the first... twelve or so times.
>After a while the whole ordeal started to be routine to both of you, almost in a charming sort of way.
>So here you are, once again, only now it feels like just an excuse to visit your close friend.
>Drawn away from your thoughts, you hear someone reaching the door.
>You listen for a moment before knocking is heard.
>One, two... three, four.
>The hidden lock soon unlatches and the familiar color of black and white walks in.
>There's a short pause, before she immediately starts playing dumb.
>"Do eyes play tricks, am I mistaken? My bed's transfixed, my floor misshapen?"
>Yeaaaah this wasn't exactly the most ideal place to hide.
>Placing a satchel on a table, she walks over to your hiding spot, and tilts her head down to the floor level.
>Covering her mouth with a hoof, she holds back a snicker.
>"A human I spy with my little eye. It's time to come out, no need to be shy."
>Sighing in defeat, you struggle to get out from the space that was three times too small for you.
>She rolls her eyes playfully as she watches you squirm your way out.
>"Really Anon, why must you hide. Is there no other place you've tried?"
>Finally managing to squeeze your way out, you lean down and dust off your clothes.
Last time I tried hiding in one of your pots I got stuck remember?
>She places a hoof on her cheek and lets out a depressed sigh.
1/15
>>27332972
>"Ah yes, how could I forget? Breaking that urn, I still regret."
>As she wanders back to the table, she digs into her satchel, revealing several different herbs.
>In a few quick moments she's preparing some boiling water as she sprinkles some dried leaves into it.
>"Since you're here, let's share some tea. A tale it appears, you have for me."
>You start to frown as she reminds you of why you're hiding today.
>The entire Ponyville love and tolerance squad had a hit out for you since morning.
>As you start to sigh, Zecora tries to lighten the mood.
>"Unless of course, you mean to say. My own charm brought you all this way?"
>With a gentle smile, she slowly sways her behind back and forth in a very subtle manner.
>Sour mood gone in an instant, you smile again and jab her instead.
Hmmm let me check.
>Lifting open the waistline of your pants, you put a hand on your chin and pretend to inspect your junk.
Let's seeeeee, nnnnnope, sorry. Looks like we'll just have to settle for my charm instead.
>You hear her let out a light chuckle.
>"Ahh yes, just as I expected. You wound my pride each time it's rejected."
>She places a hoof over her chest and feigns grief.
>It only makes you smile and roll your eyes.
If that were true you wouldn't have any pride left by now.
>Zecora liked to tease you a lot about this sort of thing, but you both had a mutual understanding by now.
>But before the two of you get carried away, she takes a kettle and fills it up with the boiling liquid.
>"Please, sit down and have a seat. A welcome guest is quite the treat."
>As she says that, she prepares cups of her tea for both of you, sliding yours over gingerly.
>She then proceeds to give herself something extra.
>Taking a flower from her pouch, she drops it into her own drink, which puffs out a small tuft of green smoke.
>Afterwards, she takes a sip and lets out a relaxed sigh.
>Must be her own special blend.
2/15
>>27332984
>Done basking in her drink, she brings her attention back to you.
>"Now share your woes in great detail. I'd love to know why you've grown pale."
>You take a sip of your drink and bite your tongue, you'd forgotten how bitter her stuff was.
Well it's nothing special... more of the same really.
>The mare tilts her head to the side.
>"More of those misplaced affections? Compulsive love despite objections?"
>You nod your head and sigh.
I just need to lay low for a whi-
>Right as you're about to take another sip of your grass water, you hear a loud banging on the door.
>That wild and loose banging is something you recognize in an instant.
>It still makes you jump a little despite having grown used to it.
Welp, speak of the she-devils, seems that's my cue to leave.
>As you prepare to stand up and leap out the window, a hoof rests itself on your shoulder.
>You look over to see Zecora smiling at you with her eyes closed.
>"Sit sit, enjoy your tea. Leave the talking to me."
>Casually standing up, she proceeds to walk over to her door in no particular rush.
>In the time it takes for her to do so, you drum your fingers against your drink as you idly consider bailing anyway.
>...No it's alright, if Zecora says she's got this, she's got this.
>Doesn't stop you from shifting your chair to the opposite side of the doorway though.
>As she opens the door, she makes sure to keep it relatively closed, only allowing her head to poke through.
>There on her doorstep are all the elements of harmony, sweating and mostly out of breath as if they had been running all day.
>"A band of friends I love to see. What brings you all to visit me?"
>Twilight barely manages to collect her words.
>"Haaa... Hello... Anon... Seen him?"
>Placing a hoof on her chin, the zebra pretends to think, pausing for an excruciatingly long time.
>The rest of the girls clearly start to grow anxious.
3/15
>>27332995
>"Well if you haven't we'll just be-"
>But right as they're about to leave, Twilight is suddenly startled as Zecora makes a loud gasp.
>"Ah of course, now I remember. A man so coarse, who'd never surrender."
>"So you saw-"
>"Indeed I saw! A sight so deprave! He ran in awe, straight to a cave!"
>Reaching into her pouch, she throws some weird dust in the air that creates a green illusion of you running in nothing but your underpants, flailing your arms in the air like a lunatic.
>"Straight to the den of the elder bear, a place most ponies would never dare."
>You listen as the girls start worriedly whispering amongst each other.
>At the mention of a bear, Fluttershy starts to mumble behind the others.
>"Oh... th-that doesn't sound so bad."
>Clicking her tongue, Zecora spills some more of that green dust, changing the illusion to a wild snarling beast of a bear.
>"I assure you this bear is not so sweet, you'll sing a new tune beneath his feet. Besting the bear will be quite the feat, he'll take much care to truly defeat."
>The crowd of girls collectively gulp in fear.
>Becoming impatient, Twilight tries to get some actual useful information for this wild goose chase.
>"If Anon is actually in danger we need to help him right away. Could you at least show us where this... "elder bear" lives?"
>Zecora simply shakes her head back and forth.
>"I am afraid not my dear, I have more pressing matters I fear. Though difficult it might appear, your course of action is quite clear."
>With a wave of her hoof, the green illusion changes once more, transforming into a rather nasty looking part of the forest.
>"Far down deep in the swamp, that's where you'll find your romp."
>The girls look at each other, clearly confused and unsure.
>But Zecora will have none of that.
>"Quickly now, you mustn't waste. You might catch him if you make haste!"
4/15
>>27333016
>Pointing in the completely opposite direction, most of the girls panic and take off, not bothering to thank the Zebra for her time.
>Twilight is the only one that does the polite thing and stays.
>"Well thank you Zecora, it's always good to know we have friends to count on."
>As the black and white mare begins to close the door, she barely manages to hide a cheeky smile forming on her face.
>"A friend in need is a friend indeed."
>Closing the door fully, you both wait a moment until you hear hooves clopping away.
>A few seconds later Zecora has returned to her seat.
...Have I ever told you how fantastic you are?
>She idly turns and looks up at you with a soft expression.
>"Oh I'm sure that is nothing new, but please do not let that stop you."
>You reach over and poke her cheek affectionately.
Well you're amazing, and once again I owe you one.
>She reaches up and gently pushes your finger away.
>"If we tallied every debt you owed, we'd never reach the seeds you've sowed."
>You scratch your head in embarrassment.
Yeesh, you're not adding interest on that are ya?
>With a light chuckle she shakes her head and takes another sip.
>Her way with words never seems to stop impressing you.
>You know you already said it, but she really is amazing.
Where did you learn to smooth talk like that anyway?
>You meant it as a compliment, but for some reason as soon as you asked, an awkward silence settled between the two of you.
>As she stares into her cup, she closes her eyes and makes a very somber face.
>"It is not by my own choice do my words unfold, it is an unnatural curse of tale untold."
>Her solemn expression is met by yours of cheeky skepticism, followed by blowing a raspberry.
Pffft, come on Zecora. I know it's your talent and all, but calling it a "curse" is a bit much, rhyming isn't THAT hard.
5/15
>>27333027
>The mare raises a brow as she takes another sip of her tea, though her turquoise eyes remain closed.
>"It seems you do not quite fully understand, for this is no ordinary curse at hand."
>She places her cup down and grabs a small flower that looks like any other from her pouch, holding it be above your drink.
>Opening her eyes, she locks them with your own.
>"Why I must live in this forest alone, many a plant grows in spots most unknown."
>Plucking petals one by one, she lets them fall gently into your cup, each one causing the water to hue a sickly green.
>"You'll see that this tea has a taste like no other, too soon you are doomed and will beg for another."
>As if to emphasize her words, the drink spits out a green puff of smoke much like her own did earlier.
>You stare down at your drink and wonder how anything so putrid looking could possibly taste "good".
>"But beware for the price is higher than you think, your voice will not be your own after just one drink."
>Another petal and another puff of green smoke plumes from your cup, accentuating her other worldly aura as she smiles mischievously.
>"The curse of the rhyme, we'll both share. Just sip from this brine, should you dare."
>Sliding the bubbling liquid to you, she flutters her eyelashes in a surprisingly seductive manner.
>Crossing your arms, you stare at the concoction with skepticism.
So you're telling me, that this drink -forces- you to rhyme?
>With a slight smirk, she nods her head slightly.
Now why in the seven hells would you possibly do that?
>Reaching for her own drink, she takes a sip nonchalantly.
>"Anon this is no ordinary beverage, in fact I'd say it goes quite beyond -average-."
>She leans down on places the tip of her hoof on the lip of your cup, circling the rim slowly.
>"A simple rhyme is a small price to pay, to sip from its exotic taste each day."
>You narrow your eyes, trying to see what she's playing at.
6/15
>>27333037
>Seeing you still haven't been sold on the idea, she lifts her hoof away and taps her chin in thought.
>"It seems that this bet is more than you'd care, perhaps a wager might spice up this dare?"
>Your ears prick up a bit.
>You always did like a friendly wager.
>Tentatively, you intertwine your fingers and rest your hands on your lap.
...I'm listening.
>She smirks as she gets ready to throw out the bait.
>"Thinking my manner of speech is such ease, surely outdoing myself is a breeze."
>Sitting back down in her seat, she places her elbow on the table and rests her hoof on her cheek, continuing to smile her subtle grin.
>"What I propose is a test of will, we'll see who can rhyme till we've had our fill."
>She picks up your cup and begins to swirl it around.
>"No matter the manner to converse one chooses, the first one to stumble is the first one who loses."
>Taking a sip of your drink herself, she offers it to you up close and personal.
>"To beat me in rhyme would bring me such shame. Your heart's desires... if you best my own game."
>You let her words sink in for a moment.
>Your heart's desires eh?
>Immediately, you start to toss and jumble a number of random thoughts in your head.
>An image of Zecora wearing a maid outfit creeps up, but you gently push it away when you realize that seems kinda racist.
>Still giggle at the idea though.
>You can't even decide on what you want, but the excitement of a challenge is already eating at you.
>Looking down at her poison of choice, you watch as your hand slowly creeps up to it.
>Well... why not. Heck you're a human, this joke of a drink might not even work on you.
>It probably won't even have an effect, you like those odds.
>Gripping it tightly, you feel the condensation on your fingertips.
>Just as you lift it up, you suddenly stop right before the first sip.
Wait... what happens if I lose?
7/15
>>27333046
>You had been so caught up in the idea of winning, you hadn't thought of the possible consequences.
>Can't believe you almost let that detail slip by.
>Closing her eyes, she puts on a very solemn poker face.
>"A promise that's broken will spell your own doom. The curse of unspoken you'll be forced to consume."
>You feel yourself gulp.
>Though you had no idea what that riddle meant, it certainly sounded unpleasant.
Hold on a damn sec, that sounds pretty mean spirited for a simple bet, what do you even get out of it?
>Flashing a gentle smirk, she calmly walks around behind you and glides her hooves along your back before lifting them over your shoulders, whispering in your ear.
>"You're not the only one with carnal desires. Lose at this bet and you'll stoke my own fires~."
>You could feel your face visibly scrunch up in protest.
>"But that would be assuming of course, your voice has not already grown... hoarse~?"
>The cheeky zebra covers her mouth as she pretends to hide a chuckle.
>Suddenly the stakes had been raised far more than you'd had liked.
>Zecora was your friend... a GOOD friend... hell maybe even your only friend, but you didn't really want her to be *that* kind of friend.
>Sensing your feelings, she places her cheek next to your own.
>"Do not feel pressured by my lust for fun, a friendship once weathered will come undone."
>You stare down at the bubbling concoction.
>Would it be right to puss out now?
...Ah fuck it.
>Picking your cup up, you place it to your lips.
>You can't help but hesitate for a moment before finally giving in.
Bottoms up.
>Soon as the fluid hits your throat, your mouth starts to burn.
>It takes all your will power not to cough and choke.
>For a while it stings like hell, but oddly enough it soon begins to change into the most delicious beverage you've ever had.
>As if the scalding liquid was physically transforming your taste buds to its own whim.
8/15
>>27333054
>Running your tongue along the roof of your mouth, you smack your lips a couple times.
Hmmm, not bad, not bad at all.
>You see her staring at you in the liquid's reflection.
>"Anon my friend, how do you feel? Do you now see, its alluring appeal?"
>Well, you may not feel like rhyming, but she definitely got one thing right that's for sure.
>This drink is actually pretty good, if she offered another you probably would.
>It's a real "shame" it was all for naught, guess it wasn't as strong as she thought.
>With another gulp, you relax with a gasp. You let out a sneer as you chide with a rasp.
The drink is fine, to that I'll confess. But I'm afraid you'll find I must contest.
>Your head held up high, your cup raised aloft. Ready to mock her as you smugly scoffed.
Zecora this drink is totally bogus, I knew it was no more than hocus pocus.
>But right as the words escape your own lips, you notice her smile reaching its tips.
>"It would seem our game has begun! I do hope you're prepared for some fun."
>In an instant you cover your mouth, it's clear your "plan" has already gone south.
>It didn't make sense, you didn't pull through? How could it be that your gamble came true!?
What the hell, this simply can't be. It wasn't supposed to happen to me!
>Clasping your head with both of your hands, the rhymes spill out despite your commands.
I'm not a horse, I'm a son of man. This wasn't part of the fucking plan!
>This shouldn't be right, you know you're from earth! Yet all of your pleas, are answered by mirth.
>"Oh dear Anon, surely you jest? Do not tell me that was your best?"
>You try to calm down and keep hold of your grammar. You refused to be made a fool in this manner.
I must concede I've made a mistake, of the things you've done this takes the cake.
>"Perhaps now our bout can ensue? Or how about one more sip of brew?"
>You look at her with a defiant stare, as smug as can be without a care.
9/15
>>27333070
Maybe I should, that's what you're implying. The deed has been done, no sense in crying.
>Snatching the cup off the table it rests, you down the whole drink without protests.
>Relieved of its contents, you slam the cup down. You even make a point, to not show a frown.
>All she sees is a toothy grin, a clear sign that you plan to win.
>Clopping her hooves, she giggles with joy. Seems she approves, despite playing coy.
>"Oh Anon you are truly a treat, the fun we'll share just cannot be beat."
>Look at her there, as proud as can be, it seemed as if she bubbled with glee.
Go ahead and laugh, but I'll tell you my friend. I'll wipe that smug grin right off in the end.
>Through all your sneer, she takes it in stride. It seems to be clear, she has nothing but pride.
>"I wouldn't want it any other way, it's been too long since I last got to play."
>As your eyes meet, you stare her with daggers, taking a seat, your will just staggers.
So um... what should we talk about? I'd rather not just scream and shout...
>She idly waves a hoof in her face, seems a duel wasn't the case.
>"My dear Anon, no need to go crazy. The game just started, we can be lazy."
>Blinking at her, you relax with a sigh. Nervous you were, though you don't quite know why.
Sorry, my nerves were getting ahead. Let's just converse as normal instead.
>"A most pleasant decree, one that I must simply agree. If you'd like more tea, I insist please feel free."
>Pouring out another shot, her next words tie you in a knot.
>"Why not talk about your cares, why must you run from all those mares?"
>A topic you didn't like to share, she already knew this dumb affair.
All of these tries, my heart's not in it. As if it's a prize, they all want to win it.
>Her face clouds over with a sense of pity, it cuts through your soul and makes you feel shitty.
10/15
>>27333082
>"Do you not worry, it's love that they feel? Lines might be blurry, but their hearts are real."
>You shake your head and completely refuse, it seems she does not share your views.
At first I thought they just may be, but now they all want my baby.
>Her eyes opened wide as she openly laughed. She didn't quite know they were all so daft.
>"I do admit that's quite the affection. Would you like a mare with more discretion?"
>Laughing as she wiped a tear, you're still glad they're no longer here.
>"How cute that you hide from a hug and a kiss. Perhaps you'd confide with a simpler Miss?"
>You sigh and place your head in your hand, as if you could meet such a demand.
I have no idea what I should do, the only sane mare is probably you.
>As soon you say that, her eyes light up. From the spot that she sat, she stands right up.
>"What's this, giving credit where due? Perhaps the drink has affected you."
>Holding your cup you swirl it around, this drink isn't bad so you've found.
Oh please, give me some credit Zecora. You think I'll lose to this dumb flora?
>Through all her teasing, you feel quite fine. The trouble was easing, balancing the line.
>You think you might have a hold on this, so long as nothing runs amiss.
>As if the mare was reading your mind, what she suggests puts you in a bind.
>"Oh dear, Anon you're such a bore. This dare, do we need to spice it more?"
>This isn't good, you're finally steady. Why'd she spring this, you simply aren't ready!
No thanks, I think this is hard enough. No need to make it even more rough.
>"But Anon where is your sense of fun, who knows when you'll have finally won."
>She seems to think that you are weak, as if you couldn't match her speak.
I'm sorry Z', somewhere you need to be? Maybe you should quit and concede to me.
>"I must say you're a cheeky one, but this bout is far from done."
11/15
>>27333096
>Right then she slides up to your side, hiding your nerves you take it in stride.
>Suddenly hither, she's far too near. She sends you a shiver, as she blows on your ear.
>Focusing hard, you ignore her licks. You wouldn't be beat, by her silly tricks.
As if I'd let this get me bothered, I feared much worse from what you offered.
>"Is that so? Then don't mind me. Allow me to share a spot on your knee."
>With surprising grace, she climbs up with ease. Finding her place, you suddenly freeze.
>Shifting her spot, you feel her lush bottom. With a sultry smile, she knows that you've sought'em.
>It seems that she is quite content, despite the fact you're pitching a tent.
>"Oh my, do you like what you see? I'll show you more if you ask nicely~"
>Rolling your eyes, you let out a scoff. Another surprise, where does she get off?
Please, you just want to be amused, frankly I'd rather not be abused.
>She flutters her eyes and shakes her head, ignoring everything you said.
>"Come now Anon, you know I tease. I do this for fun, I aim to please."
>As those words slip out, she rubs with her rump. Without any doubt, you could feel her plump.
To be honest, I'd feel more secure, if you didn't cheat with your soft demure.
>She rests a hoof beneath your chin, a gentle caress along your skin. Your eyes say you want to win, yet hers say that she wants to sin.
>"Oh hush Anon, you're so dramatic. You treat me like I'm some fanatic."
Maybe not, but you're getting close. You know I find that stuff quite gross.
>Pinching your cheek, she gives it a shake. Treated so meek, it's more than you'd take.
>"Despite how stubborn, you are quite cute, even when my charms you try to refute."
You're right in that rhyme, I am stubborn as a mule. It's still quite some time, before I'll run out of fuel.
>To your surprise, she smiles with a nod. For your demise, at the gates she gnawed.
12/15
>>27333107
>"Indeed this is true, so please humor me. A plan just for you, assured victory."
>She takes a long pause, then takes a deep breath. As if she is on the brink of death.
>You watched in silent anticipation, what she had planned for your damnation.
>Holding her drink aloft in her hoof, she unleashes all of her proof.
>"Your faint complaint is just so quaint, no need for restraint you aren't a saint. Let me acquaint without constraint that with my love, we shall paint!"
>Lifting her cup, she takes a mouthful of drink. What she does next, sends you to the brink.
>Locking your lips, each swig flows to you. This turn of events, comes out of the blue.
>Each gulp forced down, is never the last. As if you'll drown, it's just too fast.
>With one last drip, there is no more. Losing your grip, you are done for.
>Finally over, you're stuck in a craze. Confused beyond words, trapped in a daze.
What the hell, what is this? T-That just now, was that a kiss?
>Licking her lip, she shoots you a smile. As if on script, she keeps it in style.
>"Oh what's that, was that a stammer? Are you bothered by my manner?"
>Embarrassed, your cheeks flush red. At this point, you'd rather be dead.
W-What? No, don't be stupid! It's not my first time... d-dodging cupid?
>This damn rhyming is suddenly harder, if you don't win soon you'll have to barter.
>"It seems that you won't make a move, you must like being in my groove."
>With a shake and a grind, a lick and a pet, soon both your thighs are covered in sweat.
>Closing your eyes, you let out a groan. Despite her best efforts, you hold back a moan.
You think some foreplay will make me lose? I'm afraid to say I have bad news.
>You bite your lip and concentrate, it all ends if you masturbate.
>"Defiant till the very end. I have my ways to make you bend."
>Reaching down and unleashing your prison, she smiles and finds you've already risen.
13/15
>>27333117
>"Without those restraints, it seems I'm correct. Despite your complaints, he doesn't object."
>Locking your eyes, she grabs hold of your dick. Mocking your cries, she gets moist with a flick.
>"It's time for the best part to begin, you'll cry out in joy once it is within."
>Suddenly this close, you start to panic. If she goes through, you might go manic.
>Is this what it'll really cost? If you win, you'll feel like you've lost.
>You're sick of this crap, it was all a trap, you're gonna snap!
N-...No.
>As she lines you up, you're finally center. In just one thrust you finally ente-
STOP IT!
>You push her off violently, so much so that she needs to use the table to keep from falling over, spilling what remained of the devil's drink.
>A horrible headache hits you all at once, forcing you to groan in pain.
Guhh, god damn it enough! I quit! You win! Do you want me to say it? You're the better rhymer okay!
>She looks at you shocked, you could tell she was visibly hurt by your sudden declaration of defeat.
>Trying to catch your breath, you feel yourself heaving, the pounding pain in your head growing as you stare at her.
>Unlike the look of triumph you were expecting her to mock you with, her face looks like it's clouded by sadness instead.
>"But... Anon I thought we were having fun, I never wished for our game to be... done."
>She looks down and averts her gaze from you, a depressing atmosphere quickly settling in the room.
>You say nothing, instead crossing your arms and frowning at her like a child.
>For some reason she sniffles and rubs her eye a little.
>"I didn't want it to end this way, but a deal one makes is one must pay."
>You feel your resistance waver, her grave expression sucking the wind out of your sails.
W-What? Come on Zecora, it was just a gam-
>You cough for a second and stumble over your words.
>Fumbling a bit, you shake your head and try to correct yourself.
14/15
>>27333124
It was just a-
>A loud wheeze soon follows, for some reason it feels like the air is being sucked out of your words.
>Blinking a few times, you take a thick gulp and lick your dry lips, trying one more time to force the sentence out.
It was-
>Before you can even finish, nothing but hot air escapes you.
>You continue to flap your gums like you normally would, but you can't make a sound.
>Freaking out, you stumble to your feet and back away from the table, eventually smacking the back of your heel on her bedpost.
>You try to ask Zecora what the hell is happening, but all you manage to do act like a fish out of water.
>Resting her cheek on her hoof, she sadly looks at you and slowly shakes her head back and forth.
>"I'm afraid you did not heed my warning, now is far too late for mourning."
>Confused, it takes you a moment, but it finally clicks.
>The words you brushed off as nothing earlier suddenly come rushing back to your mind like a brick shattering a window.
>'A promise that's broken will spell your own doom. The curse of unspoken you'll be forced to consume.'
>Shakily, you reach your fingers up to your mouth, sudden fear and realization setting in.
>"I'm sorry Anon, this plan was wrong, if only you'd had played along."
>She runs a hoof through her mohawk and takes a deep breath, sighing as she tries to relax.
>"It's good that your friends are no longer near, they'll take much time to realize you're here."
>As she calmly walks up, you're too shocked to fight back as she pushes you down on her bed and gently places a hoof over your lips.
>For just a moment, you look into her turquoise eyes and see what must be love... mixed in with a bit of sadness, and a disturbing hint of determination.
>"I'm sorry Anon, but the truth you must know. The one who can't speak,can't possibly say -no-."
15/15
[Two of a Kind]
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>>27332562
Damn. With all my lurking and pastebin reading I thought I knew Flutterrape, but I broke Rule #99 with my very first story. Ah well, live and learn.Also, my nitpicker's gene compels me to point out that Rule #82 contains a greengrocer's apostrophe.
>>27333441
I noticed that too, along with an unnecessary colon for rule 76, but that list is the version from the general archive so I can't fix any mistakes.
Might just put my own copy on my pastebin instead.
>>27333134
I enjoyed this story very much
And quite enjoyed such an original touch
It must have been quite irksome to make
I most certainly did not expect actual rape
>>27332735
Is that you Brownee, or do we need to assume he's in hospital again?
>>27333513Hardest part getting the rhymes to move the plot forward.
>>27333525
Yeah, that was me. Though that rule is actually very valid these days. Im slowly getting worse with heart issues. Imma lose my /fit/ body at this rate, it's rather upsetting.
Though how's that logic for ya.
>"I could slowly kill myself by continuously exercising to lengths I can barely do anymore, or I could take it a bit easier and sit down and write stuff... Welp, best get ambulance dialed in just in case."Actually, I think I had a nudge regarding heart related issues and this shithead. I wonder if I can focus enough to put time and effort into another story based on my immortality...
>>27334261
At this point, I've just got a theory for all your injuries.
Quantum immortality - You're familiar with the theory that there are an infinite amount of universes, each with their own version of you and that yous actions, right? Well, the other yous in the other universes somewhere along the line have died from one of the injuries you've sustained. In the universe you're currently in, you haven't died from these injuries. If this pattern continued, your multi-universal counterparts would continue to die from future injuries while you simply sustain them and survive. If this pattern is continues, all of your possible brushes with death will result in a 100% survival rate, even as you grow old and the odds are staggering. Assuming this pattern stays true forever, you will become immortal. Quantum immortality.
All hail Brownee, Flutterrape's immortal writefag; destined to tend to the flames of her burning desires for all of eternity.
>>27334484
And then we have Raritan's special ability: Quantum Faggotry
In all realms, galaxies, universes, planes, etc., he is a faggot
Haha haha....I actually miss Raritan
>>27333134
>Write a green with 80% rhymes
Holy shit that's hard af
>>27335239
Thanks, that's why it's my favorite.
>>27334516
His good bye post here got like three replies. A farcry from 2012.
>>27335928
Good.
>>27332541
I am indeed a fuck. Thanks for noticing.
page 9
>Ponies won't accept Anon's bits anymore anywhere.
>They only accept >rape dollars.
>Each note is worth one minute of >rape of Anon.
>Anon becomes desperately starving after a week of fighting the system and failing then reluctantly agrees so he doesn't die.
>Twilight planned this all along.
>>27337558
>Anon starts eating ponies
>He captures the mane six with his superior strength and moderate intelligence
>Celestia is on vacation
>It's up to Luna to form a task force
>This summer:
>Trixie
>Gilda
>Spike
>And a llama are:
>THE MOON SQUAD
>Gilda: "You're a dragon, just breathe fire on him or something!"
>Spike: "I-"
>Hector the Llama: "Whoa... I'm a dragon?"
>Fade out with Anon's maniacal laughter.
>>27335998
Oh Bonny. Why are you so perfect?
>>27338419
Nebulus is outside your home with a sniper rifle trained on your head for that comment, duck now.
>>27338446
My life for you, Bonbon. I will remember the face of my father.
>Would you...
>Suck a fart from Fluttershy's ass
>...To save the thread?
>>27339648
Just a fart? Or are we drifting into scat territory?
>>27339667
>To which ever is hotter for you, Anon.
>>27339716
Well I've done weirder, so yes. I would suck a fart out of Fluttershy's ass.
I've got a pretty shitty first green. Shall I post?
>>27340165
Content is content, no matter the quality. After all, we all started off terrible in some way or another, and the only way we learned was by writing and posting it.
Post it m8.
>>27340165
As long as it's not literally about scat I'll read it.
I wasn't expecting anyone to agree. Here goes. I'll try to add to the shorter parts.
>"Yes Anon?"
"Come in here for a second."
>Her expression is that of a child being given a present at christmas
>Very happy.
>You go back inside your home with Fluttershy.
"We're going to conduct a science experiment."
>"Will this help me get closer to finding out your fetish?"
"In a way, yes."
>She took the bait.
>Step 2 complete.
1/?
"We will be creating our own crystals."
>"Crystals?"
"Yes, crystals."
>"What kind of crystals are we going to be making Anon?"
>She has no idea.
"Beautiful crystals. They HAVE to be home made, too."
>"Why is that, Anon?"
"You can't just find them at a store. Besides, you want these to be unique, right?"
>"Yeah, I guess so."
>Her expression dims a little, but that's none of your concern.
>As far as you know she's willing to go through with this "experiment."
"Will you have the honor of making the crystals?"
>"Yes please! Anything for you, Anon!"
>ohyes.jpg
"I'll record this so the memory will stay forever."
>"Good idea Anon! I'd love that"
>Dumb bitch.
"Now, what we'll need is a glass jar, and some other ingredients. I already got the jar."
>"What ingredients do we need?"
>You pull out the list in front of her.
>copper coin
>glass jar
>two large tablespoons of sugar
>one large spoon of sodium bicarbonate
>bleach
>ammonia
"Let's put the copper coin in first, okay?"
>"Okay."
>She puts in the copper coin.
"Now we'll need a table spoon and some sugar."
>You pull out your jar of sugar and a table spoon.
"Since you don't have hands and whatnot I'll do this part for you."
>"Thank you Anon."
>You put two large tablespoons of sugar into the glass jar.
"Next, we'll need a tablespoon of sodium bicarbonate."
>"Oh, mind if I do this one, Anon?"
"No problem, fuckershy"
>"A-anon.. what was that last thing you said?"
>ohshit
"I said.. no problem fluttershy."
>"Oh, for a second there I thought you said something else."
>crisis averted
>She puts the sodium bicarbonate into the jar.
"Now we'll need some bleach. I guess I'll loosen the cap for you."
>She pours the bleach into the glass jar.
>You check to make sure that the camera is still running.
>It is.
"The last ingredient we need is the ammonia."
>You unscrew the cap of this one too.
>Why would you have all of these ingredients in your house?
>Where did you get them?
>Let's just say Anon is a very bad man.
2/?
>>27340354
>Flutters puts the ammonia into the glass jar.
>"What's the last step, Anon?"
"We put a straw into the mixture and blow bubbles into it."
>"Like chocolate milk?"
"Yes, like chocolate milk."
>She has no idea what she has just made.
>Before you came to horseland, you were a regular on a website called 4chan.
>You managed to gather the recipe for hydrochloric acid before the thread was taken down.
>Hydrochloric acid was used in WW1 to kill people and is extremely poisonous.
>This'll surely stop the yellow bitch from getting into your pants.
>You put the straw into the glass.
"Now blow into the straw."
>She does as you say.
>You stand back.
>You put on a gas mask.
>The camera is still running.
>Flutters' face starts to puff out.
>Gross.
>"ANON! WHAT'S HAPPENING!? MY FACE HURTS!"
"That's not normal. It's supposed to make crystals."
>You're lying. Thankfully, she doesn't catch on.
--
>Be Fluttershy in day hell.
>Everything feels like it is burning.
>You feel everything start to swell up.
>You also feel that its harder to breathe.
>You see notice Anon standing on the other side of the room.
>Is he... wearing a gas mask?
>You notice him chuckle, even behind the mask.
"WHAT'S HAPPENING!?"
>You manage to say.
>He pulls out a mirror so you can see yourself.
>Its disgusting.
>You can barely see your own eyes.
>"I think the crystals are starting to form!"
"Really?"
>You're not sure whether or not to believe him.
>You feel lightheaded and your vision starts to dim.
"A-anon.."
>"Wow! These crystals sure are beautiful!"
>Your consciousness starts to slip.
"I... I love you, anon..."
>"What was that Flutters?"
>You can barely breathe.
"I... love.. you."
>You manage to say inbetween gasps.
3/?
>>27339716
Fluttershy is fucking disgusting
>>27340365
--
>Be anon in day shit
>Shit man, you feel really bad for doing this.
>Not really, but...
>Might as well tell her what your fetish is.
"Hey Fluttershy?"
>She makes a quiet noise.
"My fetish is..."
>You whisper into her ear.
>"..."
>"Really..."
"Yes, really."
>She rests her inflated head down on the ground as she lets out her final breath.
>"I love you..."
>For the first time in your life, you're sad to see someone you hate die.
>But... You had to do this.
>Right?
>Oh fuck what if the cops find out.
>You'll be sent to the electric chair or whatever these ponies have in magic horse land.
>You have to hide the body.
>But where?
>You see a light blue mare with a rainbow mane flying through the air.
>You frantically look for a place to dump the body temporarily.
>There's a convenient unlocked shack near you.
>You put the Flutters' corpse in there.
>Thankfully Rainbow doesn't notice you.
>She flies down.
>"Hi Anon, how are you?"
"I'm good. You?"
>"Fine."
>You hope she doesn't ask about Fluttershy.
>"Say, Anon. Have you seen Fluttershy?"
>ohshitohshit
>You're sweating profusely.
"N-nope Rainbow. Haven't seen her today."
>"Oh. Okay. I only asked you because she always visits you everyday, thought you'd know."
"I have no idea where she goes after she leaves."
>"Nice seeing you Anon."
"Y-you too..."
>That was close.
>You make sure she's gone before you retrieve the body.
>It's starting to smell, you need to hide it soon.
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>Thankfully Rainbow doesn't notice you.
>She flies down.
>"Hi Anon, how are you?"
"I'm good. You?"
>"Fine."
>You hope she doesn't ask about Fluttershy.
>"Say, Anon. Have you seen Fluttershy?"
>ohshitohshit
>You're sweating profusely.
"N-nope Rainbow. Haven't seen her today."
>"Oh. Okay. I only asked you because she always visits you everyday, thought you'd know."
"I have no idea where she goes after she leaves."
>"Nice seeing you Anon."
"Y-you too..."
>That was close.
>You make sure she's gone before you retrieve the body.
>It's starting to smell, you need to hide it soon.
>You're almost to her cottage.
>You can see it.
>You sprint and get inside before anyone else sees you.
"Phew"
>You sigh.
>You put down Fluttershy's limp corpse.
"She's gotta have a shovel around here somewhere..."
>You look around the house and find a shovel outside.
>You take it and go back inside.
>You're starting to hack at the floorboards.
>ohshit what if someone hears you
>You're getting to the dirt layer underneath the house.
>Suddenly, a bear walks into the house.
>Scared, you pick up Flutters' corpse and throw her at the bear.
>It happily devours her.
>You run outside and wait to see if it follows you.
>It doesn't.
>You run home and hope nobody saw you.
>What a weird day in magical horse land.
5/5
It's pretty shitty.
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>>27340450
Buddy you need to look over this before posting next time, at first I thought you were having an issue with bad pacing until I noticed the real problem is you're missing chunks of the story from your pastebin version.
Also the memes like "ohyes.jpg" and mentioning 4chan were unnecessary, not only because they're immersion breaking, but also because jokes like that are meant for comedy when this is clearly more of a dark-themed story.
At least your grammar and punctuation are up to snuff, you just need to clean it up a little next time.
>>27340543
Thanks. I knew it was shit.
>>27340560
The story wasn't shit, you just mixed up your posts.
For instance the bottom half of post 4/5 is the exact same as the first half of 5/5.
Gotta be more careful next time mate, but you should still give it another shot.
>>27340560
That is no way to think friend.
Get buddy-buddy with a dictionary, read some of the FR-greats for inspiration, as well as techniques for writing, practice a bit, and you'll be the best kind of Anonymous, the Anonymous who bumps the thread with little oneshots.Seriously, writing "bump" won't help you become a better horse smut writer, writing little ditties will.
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Hey Nebulus,don't read this post.
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>>27343109Jokes on you, I actually love Bon Bon.And I haven't finished that Bon story I started because I have no idea how to continue it, though I've been toying with the idea of rewriting it from scratch. Same concept: Anon working for Bon Bon, but this time with a more focused story and less meandering about.
>>27343109
Holy shit, that's a lot
>>27343167
ITT: Nebulus realizes that Bonbon was best pony all along. But it was too late, for she had been claimed by another. Sexually.
>>27343109
Now I wish I had a ">Bonp" image
Bonp
>>27340812
OH YEAH?
DAY BUMP IN AMERICA
>FREEDOOM
Fin.
>>27345268
[Freedoms Internally]
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>>27345312
SEND THOSE REDCOATS BACK MEN!
O SAY CAN YOU SEE?
BY THE DAWN'S EARLY LIGHT?
>>27345447
I SEE IT ANON
I SEE IT AND IT IS GLORIOUS
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>No ribbons
He'll never fall for it / 10
>>27347066
"... whatever fluttershy, get in here"
>>27347066
I'd hit it.
>>27308842
Would like to see that one.
>>27347951
You stay the fuck away from my waifu. I will fuck your ass then not call you after.
>Day of the squeaky wheel in Equestria
>Flutterrapist knocks on your door this morning, as usual, to guess your fetish
>She is ever true in her obsessive need to pester you
>She'd actually be a pretty safe and steady girl to have if she wasn't insane--but that's life
>Open the door and see Flutterrapist with bags under her eyes and disheveled mane
>She opens her mouth to say something, but then she starts nodding off
>You snap your fingers in front of her and she jolts awake
>"I'm awake, I'm awake! Where are the chickens--oh, Anon. I got confused for a second there."
>She pats your crotch
>"Wrong cock."
>You flick her nose and she backs away
You just nodded off on me right on my doorstep. Are you a heroin addict now? It's not my fetish if you are.
>She yawns
>"I'd be a heroine for you."
Are you tired or something?
>She closes each eye separately
>"I didn't sleep well last night," she says in a daze. "But I'm here to guess your--oh, I don't think I can. . ."
>She falls on the ground with a THUD and starts snoring
>You nudge her a couple times, but she's out like a light
Fluttershy?
>Nothing
You awake?
>No reply
>You lick your lips
Good.
>You grab her legs and drag her inside, with your hard cock stiff against your pant leg
>It's not technically date rape--your fetish-- but it'll do
>>27343167personally that Bon Bon story is one of my favorites of yours. I'd definitely want to see that happen.
>>27349399
Good green
>>27349601
Good green by a good boy
>>27349739
that's just crazy enough to work
>Be anonymous, fresh off the train into this crazy equine world
>Things were pretty awkward at first, but you managed to get a job with one of the horses, a yellow winged one that tends to a petting zoo or something, you think she's paying you through some welfare system
>Whatever, money's money
Where do you want these bags of bird feed?
>"O-over there.."
Right-o.
>She's still impressed by your apparent "Superpony strength" that is being able to carry about 70 pounds 10 yards without straining yourself
>You plop down the seed at the nook she points to
>And that ends a soft day's work
>Her wings are standing on-end, but you assume she's just stretching or something
Hey, that should about cover everything on the to-do list, is there anything else?
>"No, that's everything."
>She hovers up to your face and gently pats your hair
>"Good boy.."
...Alrighty then...,
>Oh fuck what's her name?
>It's time for 6 years of improv school to finally come to fruition
"killer"...I'll see you tomorrow!
>You begin to make your leave, smug from your amazing quick thinking skills
>"Well, uhm, there's still some overtime work.."
>All you can hear is a cash register, but you'll get your tinnitus checked out later, right now is more work
I'm listening.
>"Wait out here."
>Well shit that'll be easy, existing is practically all you're good at
>You hear her softly banging around in the house, a few cupboards opening and shutting, and then some soft moaning
>Your house does that sometimes
>"Okay, you can come in!"
>Entering doors is another one of your specialties
>However finding small horses presenting their genitals covered in peanut butter is not something you could put on your resume in good conscience
>"You deserve a treat, boy, so enjoy.."
>Well the good news is that she was calling you "Boy" because she's an imbecile, not racist
>The bad news is that both your boss and a horse want you to fuck and/or give head to her
>Whatever, money's money
>>27349979
Ah, well done friend.
You had me confused at first, but that was clever.
You have a knack for comedy.
>>27349979
>"killer"
As a way of converting the story to fimfiction, I had to turn Anon into a colt. This chapter comes as a better transition between him running away to Cadance. Enjoy.
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>What could you have possibly done to deserve this?
>You stare at the ceiling of your bedroom, eyes tracing lines between the bumps in the textured ceiling. You make imaginary pictures in your mind about the different creatures, pictures, and designs the ceiling contained, but it's all a way of simply trying to clear your mind. Each design was inspected, carefully chosen after a week of staying in your room, laying in bed, trying to stay quiet.
>It's friday night. And one of your parents is out.
>Mom hasn't came back in almost a week. Every day is a sullen, bleak neutrality that leaves an emptiness in the day to day. Whether it's the lack of a gentle, kind hum throughout the house, the smell of homecooked food, or even a hug after a long day, the four walls that you retire to after a day at school is anything but home.
>Your home doesn't have cider bottles resting by the armchair. Your home isn't supposed to smell like burnt pizza and instant noodles. Your home tucks you in gently at night, and plants a gentle kiss on your forehead. Now your only lullaby was the muffled sobbing of your father in the night.
>Trying to interact with him never seemed to help. Half of the time you couldn't tell if he was angry, or sad, or sad about being angry. He would scream sometimes, be silent at others, but most of the time, he wouldn't even be there. He is here. He is not here. He is both here, but also far away and out of reach from your desperate hooves.
>And all you want to hear, is that it isn't your fault.
>You close your eyes, realizing your thoughts strayed away from trying to re-draw the kitty in the ceiling that's playing with the weirdly shaped banana.
>A knock at your door catches you off guard. You look across your bedroom to the door that seemed so far away from where you were laying.
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>"Hey kiddo," said Dad from the other side. "Can I come in?"
>A lump catches in your throat. 'Now he tries to talk,' you think to yourself as you roll away from the entrance to your room. A guilt settles in your gut for feeling angry, but you can't help yourself. After a full week of being ignored and shouted at, why would he choose now to talk?
>No. This isn't about talking. This is about something else. The door cracks open, and a pause fills the air as you choose to stare at the wall, refusing to acknowledge him.
>One step, Two steps. The creak of the door. Three steps. Four steps.
>"Are you asleep, bud?" he asks.
"No," you sputter.
>He remains silent as you refuse to move, like you would if a large dog approached you from nowhere. With some luck, the creature would become bored with you and decide that finding somepony else to pick on would be a better way of spending their time.
>You let out a long breath as you find yourself unlucky. He sits on the corner of your bed.
>"I. Uhm," he says, starting off. "It's Friday. I was going to go and check on Mom over at Grandma's house. I was... wondering if you wanted to come along."
>You can feel your father reaching out his hoof in your mind, trying to beg and plead in the best ways he knew how. As much as you want to close the rift that keeps the two of your parents apart, you know you can't fix it. You've tried walking in on their arguments, but they just stop so they don't have to 'fight in front of you.' There had to be a reason why he would be trying to take you to see Mom.
>Turning over in bed, you look to your dad and study him. He looks like he finally took a shower. He combed his mane. He has a sorrowful look in his eyes, and his breath didn't smell like that pungent, burning liquid that was in the bottles on the high shelves. Maybe... he's really trying to make amends. But, what if Mom isn't willing to make amends? Not yet, anyway. Hurting takes time to heal.
2/15Prnt's Nght Out
>And you hurt. The dull apathy of the everyday has left your tone of voice soulless. To the point that you are shocked when you hear your own voice.
"Are you and Mom going to fight?" you ask.
>Your father opens his mouth, then closes it, looking away.
"Were you going to take me, hoping that she wouldn't fight in front of me?" you ask.
>He looks to the floor, refusing to make eye contact.
>"Yeah. I guess so," he says quietly.
>You roll away from Cypress.
"No. Can't you call Cadance or something?" you ask, letting hope seep into your voice.
>"No," your father instantly replies. "No, Princess Cadance won't be coming back."
>The words ring in your ears like a gunshot was fired inches from your face. Cadance won't be coming back? No. No. That's not fair. He can't do this to you.
>You turn back to him rising to your hooves.
"What?!"
>"She can't come back. Not if I'm going to make things... better, with Mom," he says.
"That's not fair! She was my friend, Dad!" you say aloud, listening to yourself. Should you have said 'special somepony'? Or should you keep that from Dad. You never kept secrets from them before...
>Then again, Dad has been keeping secrets from you and Mom. Maybe keeping secrets is okay.
>"I know. I know, buddy," he says. You shudder at his endearment. "But she can't come back. Dad made a lot of mistakes. And now I'm just-"
>But his words might as well be jibberish. You aren't listening. He took Mom away. He took home away. And now, he takes away your only friend. The one pony you've been hoping to see all weekend.
"Why?!" you scream at him, letting your words spill in only the way angry colt can. "Why did you do those things then?! You always say you mess up but you never try to ever get better! Sometimes you don't even say you're sorry and now Mom is gone! Why?"
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>Tears flow from your eyes as you sit up in bed, holding yourself defensively from him. He watches you in shock as you let loose the pent up pain that you've whispered to your pillows every night, practicing yourself for this very moment.
"It's like you don't even love us," you say. "You hurt Mom. You take away my best friend, and now I don't even want to come home anymore. I just want to be with Mom. I just want Mom to be happy and you keep making her sad! Why are you doing this?!"
>You sniffle, taking quick, shallow raspy breaths. Your mind spins words to say faster than your mouth can move. You close your eyes and bury your face to the mattress that you lay in.
"Why?" you ask, letting the hurt finally show. Your father remains silent.
"Why?" you ask, your sobs echoing through the house that you live in, all alone.
"Why are you doing this to me?"
>A hoof presses against your back as you push it away. You hear your father sniffle, and it brings you a sort of sick, feeling of satisfaction. Now maybe he'll feel the same hurt that you've been feeling. Now he'll be sorry.
>"I don't know anymore," he whispers.
>One step, Two steps. The creak of the door. Three steps. Four steps.
>The covers dampen further as the mask hiding your hurt becomes irrepairable. The door to your home opens. Then closes. And now you're all alone in this empty house.
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>The wind is strong and the night is cold. However, these are small in the grand scheme of things. That is not tonight's mission.
>You sit perched a top the roof of Anon's home. Waiting.
>There was no guarantee tonight would be night, but your studies of failing couples are consistent. The offender, will eventually go to grovel at the victim's hooves. They'll claim this is the last time. They'll swear they'll change.
>With some luck, and with their lack of a babysitter, there was only one thing that could happen.
>Anon would be left home alone.
>It's time to set the plan in motion, Cadance.
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>The door opens, then closes. You keep yourself clothed in the darkness, hiding in the shadow of the chimney from the moon. Cypress trots away from the home, then down the street. He pauses, then looks back at the home. You hold your breath as he studies the home for a moment.
>Has he seen you?
>He pauses, then sets back on his journey. Once he's out of sight, you spread your wings and set to action.
>You considered tossing stones, like some sort of cliche movie that Shining would take you to. However, you are a terrible aim, and it was way too windy tonight to consider it. No, tonight would have to be the old fashioned way.
>Lifting into the air, you flap your wings to position yourself by Anon's window. Desperately trying to keep yourself hovering, you knock at the window three times with a hoof.
>You spy inside, trying to see anything in the dimly lit room.
>A moment passes, then his familiar face, muzzle, and ears poke into view. His face curious and concerned. You give a gentle wave and a warm smile.
>Anon takes a deep, excited breath, then fumbles with the locks on the window. The panes of glass swing open and you swoop inside.
"You know, you really open the door when nopony is home, Anon," you say in a gentle tone. "You never know who might be outside."
>But, instead of a laugh, he nearly tackles your front legs. Anon wraps his hooves around you and a dampness from his face transferrs to your fur.
>"I... I missed you," he chokes.
>You sit down, taking a hoof away from his grasp to pull him in closer. You rest your head on top of his as you feel his warm body press against yours, chilled from the cold.
"I missed you too. I'm sorry I took so long."
>He sniffles and squeezes as you make gentle shushes.
"Hey there," you whisper. "What's wrong, my love? What's wrong?"
>He shakes his head and pulls you in closer.
>"I thought... I thought you wouldn't come back," he says. "Dad said you couldn't come here anymore. So, I thought..."
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>You let out a long, quiet shush as you pull him tightly to you.
"I promised I wouldn't let you go, Nonny. I won't let you go."
>"Please don't go," he pleads.
>You close your eyes, knowing your time here is not eternal, even if you put all of your strength to willing it.
"I'll be here as long as you need me," you whisper.
>A silent moment passes between the desperate clutch of the child on your torso. His shaking slows and breathing returns to normal. He takes a deep breath, then finally lets go, without letting go.
"Do you want to talk about it?" you ask.
>He nods slightly, unwrapping his hooves around you, and settling to sit in your lap. You haven't unwrapped your hooves from him. You need to make sure he feels safe in your arms. Secure. He needs to crave that stability. That way there's only one choice when it's taken away.
>"It's just... nothing's been the same since Mom left" he says. "Dad is either really sad, or really angry. Sometimes at me. I can't leave the house to see Mom. Except for school, I can't leave at all."
>Anon sighs and rests his head against the tuft on your chest.
>"It... feels like they don't want me anymore. Like I should go back to the orphanage. I don't know... I don't know how to explain it."
>You smile, seeing your golden opportunity finally come to fruition.
"Did you know I was adopted too?" you ask him.
>He looks up at you, wide eyed and curious.
>"Really?" he asks.
"Yeah. When I was just a baby, I was found in a forest outside of a tiny village. I never had the chance to know my real parents."
>Anon stares at you as if he felt he could have known you his entire life.
"And... sometimes I wondered if my parents-- well, adoptive parents, really wanted me sometimes. I mean, it was a very small town. Bits were tight and they were already in a bad situation."
>His mouth opens slightly, then he closes it, looking to the floor.
>"What did you do then?" he asks.
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>Every good story has some truth baked in it somewhere. It's how it creates credibility. Everything, so far was true. But, for this to work--
"I ran away," you said.
>He looks up at you in shock.
>"You ran away from home?"
"Yes. And, by helping the ponies that I met along the way, I discovered the power that exists in love. I traveled the land, trying to help ponies learn to love, and be loved in return. That's how I became a Princess. If I never ran away, I would have never discovered who I really was. After that, Princess Celestia took me in to be her prized pupil, and helped me learn proper love magic, and even some of the old magics that are hidden away from the world. I began to learn about the beautiful land that we live in and the marvels that are contained within it."
>Anon looks around his room, clearly considering your words. The seed was planted. Now was the careful tilling. The seed needed to be watered. Cultivated. Fertilized.
>"But, isn't running away bad?" he asks.
"Well," you say. "Running away was the best decision I could have ever made, but it's dangerous. That is, if you don't have somepony to protect you."
>He looks up at you, his eyes full of hope. You give him a wink.
"And you have a Princess to protect you," you say, driving home the point. "Don't you think your Parents would be proud if you became a Prince?"
>"A prince," he says, as if the words were a whistful fantasy. "Yeah, they would."
"Then, Mom and Dad can have their time to heal and be happy too," you say.
>He smiles, deep in thought in the way that only a young colt can, and you realize you nearly have him. With a whisper of sweet nothings, he will be yours.
>You push your muzzle towards his ear and nuzzle yourself against him.
"I love you, my Prince. Together, we could teach Equestria about the power of love. We could be together, forever. Just like this."
>His face goes flush as he looks back up to you.
>"I-I love you too, my Princess."
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>You smile to him, ready to reward him for connecting the dots so well. If you asked, you could have him run away with you tonight. But you can't do that. It must be his choice. It must be his initiative. And for that, you must push the envelope one last time.
>Leaning in towards him, you bring your face inches from his, and wait.
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>Cadance leans in towards you, her enchanting velvet eyes holding you in place in the way that a blanket would keep you warm in the bitter cold. A blanket that gives you life. You lean in, closing your eyes and plant your lips on hers. The sweet, fruity, familiar taste of her kiss sends rippling waves of tingles from the tips of your ears, down to the very tips of your hooves.
>A shuttered breath is passed between the two of you as you replant your lips on hers once more. You feel her tongue part through your lips and ask yours to have this dance. You pause, nervous, thinking of your two left feet, but accept her dance. You press your tongue to hers in your mouth, rolling, diving, and caressing the other in turn. You fear pressing back too hard into her mouth, should you make some form of faux pas that would surely spell the end of this primal moment.
>You reach a hoof up and press it behind her mane, in the way that she has done to you before, and now it's her turn to stall. She hums in approval as she moves her own hoof to the back of your mane. In turn, the two of you press into the other's kiss, breathe each other's scent, and explore each strand of hair in the other's mane, as if each strand was it's own sweet nothing that you share under hushed voices.
>She breaks the kiss, a single bead of drool connecting your tongues as you can't help but lean towards her, unprepared for the bliss to be taken away. She giggles at your reaction, and her focus narrows on you. The upper lids of her eyes lower as an edge of her lip curls. Her eyes trace down to where your body has been preparing itself.
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>You've grown hard, and it's hardily trying to conceal itself. Your rod throbs with desire as you look between her and yourself, pleading without saying a single word. Her hoof reaches down, and you feel her press against the base and graze her way up to the tip of your member. You gasp for air. Waves of tingly pleasure surge through your body and numb your thoughts as she stares at the way your eyes close and your muscles contort. Her hoof then moves back down to the base of your shaft, slowly, painfully.
>Your body begs for more. Your hips shake with desire as you push into her hoof.
>"Are you okay, Nonny?" she asks you. "Is there something you want?"
>You open your mouth to speak and you feel her hoop move back upward, torturing you. You let a quiet yelp, then steel yourself.
"Y-yes."
>"Oh?" she replies. "Are you sure?"
>Her pace increases, and you let out a quiet moan. Your eyes close as you feel your breathing quicken.
"Y-yes."
>"What do you want?" she asks, gently.
>She moves another hoof to your rod and rubs them up and down, as waves would wash on the shore of a sandy beach. Your breath follows her rhythm as you bite your lip. Your body grows warmer, the heat of a thousand blankets surging into your body as your muscles tighten.
"I want... your special massage," you mutter.
>"I can't hear you, Nonny," she says with a smile. "Speak up."
"I want your special mouth massage."
>Cadance smiles and plants a gentle kiss on your lips.
>"Good boy," she whispers.
>Then her lips move to your chin. Then your neck. Then your chest. Then your underbelly.
>Her cheek brushes against the length of your dick and she makes a gentle coo. You wince, her softness catching you off guard. Cadance's lips plant themselves at the base of your length, then moves up, one inch at a time, until she reaches the tip. With a gentle 'chu', she plants a kiss right on your most sensitive spot. You moan, your head leaning back.
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>Then, a warm, wet pressure starts from the top, and slides it's way down your cock. Your mouth opens, and a song of pleasure escapes your lips. Cadance plays you like an instrument, ducking, slurping, licking, tracing, teasing her way up and down you. She is a model, and you are her catwalk.
>She brings her lips to the top of your shaft, then plants a gentle kiss at the tip of it. Cadance looks up at her with proud eyes and a mischevious smile.
>"Happy?" she asks.
>Not at all. How could she ask this? Your body is shaking with desire. You want to release. You want to give her everything that she could possibly desire. You want to make her proud.
>You shake your head.
>"Use your words," she says with a smile.
"N-no," you say.
>"Good boy... I was hoping you wouldn't be done just yet."
>Cadance rises to her hooves, then moves to your bed, as you sit in place. She runs a hoof along the edge of your bed, raising her tail and revealing to you her sex.
>With one hoof, then another, she climbs on top of your bed. Her gaze returns to you as she prods the side of the bed. The moon from outside shines in and illuminates the spot where she lies, sprawling out her body in a pose worthy of a cover for a magazine.
>Automaticly, mechanically, you rise to your hooves and move to your bed. Normally climbing into your bed isn't something you think about, but this felt different. A lump sat in your throat, but a sense of eagerness made you scramble into bed awkwardly, as if you had just learned what the concept of a bed was nearly an hour ago.
>You sit on the bed, just like you sat on the floor, looking up into her gaze. She raises a hoof to your chin and pulls you towards her an inch. You reach your neck up to kiss her, but nearly an inch away, she pulls back just slightly. You lean forward again, to close the distance, but she leans back.
>"You'll have to try a little harder, Nonny," she whispers.
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>>27351399
>You move one hoof forward, leaning in closer, but she pulls back further in this game of give and take. She lies back on the bed, her head resing on your pillow and her front hooves against your sides as you place your front hooves over her shoulders.
>She lies underneath of you, your gaze looking down at her.
>"Oh my," she feigns. "What now, Nonny?"
>Your rod pulses, and you bite your lip. Cadance's left hoof grabs your rod and guides you down. You scoot backward until you line up with her flower.
>She rubs your tip against the entrance, her juices lubricate you.
"Mnnnph," you grunt. You close your eyes to relish the feeling, but your body has other plans. Your hips move unconciously, trying to move ahead to the next step.
>"An eager one, are we?" Cadance says gently.
>She lines you up, and you push, plunging yourself into flesh of your love. You gasp in unison as her front hooves wrap around your back and her back hooves wrap around your hind quarters.
"Are you okay?" you ask.
>"Mhm," she hums. "Go ahead, you won't hurt me."
>You push yourself deeper inside of her. She holds you tightly inside her as you move yourself in and out. Each motion comes with their own mixture of grunts, gasps, and moans from you and your partner.
>"Oh, Anon," she groans. "It's so good."
>You pant for breath, your primal instincts kicking in and using what strength your young body possesses to it's absolute best advantage. You place your head on the tuft of her chest as you thrust your hind quarters. You would lean up to kiss her, but the height difference removes that option from your abilities. Her hooves wrap around you tighter as you push yourself in deeper, harder.
>Moans come naturally with each flick of your hips. She bucks against you in perfect rhythm.
"I love you, Cadance," you moan.
>"I love you too, Anon."
11/14
>>27351408
>The words hold you tighter in your chest even more tightly than she clings to you. Your muscles tighten as you plunge yourself to the base, causing Cadance to yelp with each individual thrust. She looks deep into your eyes as you look back up at her.
>A strong pressure builds up at the base of your member as you gasp again.
"I think... I think I'm going to..." you grunt, but the right word doesn't come to mind.
>"Give it to me, Anon," she pleads. "Please. Let's be one. Together. Just like this."
>You push yourself harder, and the pressure builds and builds. Your arms wrap around her as you pull yourself close to her. Then plunge yourself to the hilt and, like an eruption, the build up shoots from your staff and plants itself firmly inside of Cadance's body. She tightens, yelping in delight and pulls herself even tighter around you. Her sex clenches it's walls around you and her body pulsates, massaging every last drop of your white fluid out of you and into her.
>She gasps, rolling pleasure racking her body as you collapse in her grasp, your body spent and covered in dampened fur. After a moment, Cadane relaxes and collapses, holding you in her hooves. Your ear presses against the tuft of her chest, and you listen.
>Through the silence, you listen to the slow, gentle beating of your heart as the two of you float in space. The two of you float far away from the rest of the world, as if on a cloud, to a place where the two of you would never age. Where nothing would change. Where the two of you would never be found and you wouldn't want to be, if it meant staying like this for forever.
>She rubs a hoof through your mane as you listen to the sound of her beating heart, catching your breath.
"It's like a lullaby," you whisper.
>Cadance looks down at you, curious.
>"Your heart. You add. It beats like a lullaby."
12/14
>>27351420
>She smiles, holding you tightly, and keeping the two of you connected. She lays back, her eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of isolation and bliss.
>"I love you, Anon," she whispers.
"I love you too, Cadance."
>Silence fills the room as you feel yourself shrink and exit her, but you listen to the sound of her beating heart, cuddled into her warmth. Your aromas mix and fill the room, making your love known to the toys and clothes that litter the floor.
>Cadance releases a happy sigh, then looks down at you, studying your serenity. If you laid like this, just long enough. You would likely fall asleep, feeling the most peaceful you've felt in weeks.
>If life could always be like this, maybe you'd be happy.
>Maybe... Maybe you really should run away with Cadance.
>The sound of the downstairs door cuts through the silence.
>"Shit," she curses quietly.
>Cadance leaps out of bed, and plants a gentle kiss on your lips.
>"I have to go," she says in a panic.
"Please... don't go," you plead.
>"I don't want to... but if we get caught," she says, filled with indecision.
>You hear hoofsteps move to the steps. Panic flows through your veins. You have to make a split decision. Cadance isn't moving. You're boxed into a corner. You could get in trouble if Dad finds Cadance here.
>There's only one option left. You can't talk to your Dad. Not yet. The anger is still too fresh. Too real. You aren't ready to forgive him.
"If things are really bad, I'll go to the castle," you say.
>Cadance's eyes light up and she smiles.
>"Promise?" she asks.
"I promise," you say. "I'll be there as soon as I can't stand it here anymore."
>The princess nods, and gives you a smile.
>"I'll be waiting," she says. "I love you, Nonny."
>With a light pop, and a flash of blue light, she's gone. You're alone in the home once more.
>You hear your father stop outside your room. He pauses for a moment.
13/14
>>27351427
>Then, something inside of you changes. The nonsense of the situation overwhelms you. Why can't everypony just be happy? Why can't Mom and Dad love each other anymore? You and Cadance can. Why is it so hard for them?
>He steps away from your door to his bedroom, refusing to speak to you.
>Maybe he really doesn't love you.
>Maybe your Dad is actually the bad guy.
>You close your eyes as you realize there's only one option. Mom and Dad need to work things out on their own. They can't do that if you're here. You can't even look at your Dad, and with Cadance as your special somepony, it was just a matter of time.
>You can't stay here anymore. There was no sense packing. It would just slow you down.
>Galloping to the door, you break out of your room. Your father whips around, surprised you finally broke your solitary confinement.
>"Hey, Anon," he says.
>But you refuse to look at him. Instead, you put your hooves into motion. You barrel down the stairs, leaving your father dumbfounded and confused. You run to the front door, where you let Cadance enter so many times, and whip it open and step to the other side.
>The night is chilly as you trot to the sidewalk and look both ways. Taking in your surroundings, you look immediately to the east, where the glowing landmark of Canterlot castle lies higher up on the mountain.
"I'm coming, Cadance," you whisper to yourself.
>Now it's your turn to go to her.
14/14
Pastebin to the lost chapter: http://pastebin.com/C9tStGhf
Prose: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/307551/parents-night-out
>>27351442
Still like it.I'm also a heretic that likes it better since Anon is a colt instead of a 'umie.
>>27352256
>>27352494
Where can I find more of this
>>27339648
Can i put my dick into her uthera?
Sippin'
>>27352256
I'm radiating pure giggles over here.
Are you in possession of any more of these delights?
>>27352575
>>27354089
Sorry, don't know the artist for those pics, hope this will suffice instead.
>>27355863
And another because why not.
>>27355863
>>27355990
Holy fuck it's stuff like this that got me into writing in the first place.
God I love things like this.
>>27357153
Makes me wish I could art.
>>27357668
It's easy.
All you gotta do is be determinated for ~3 years of your life, just to draw horses.
>>27355863
>Install gentoo for him
Muh sides
>>27351442
>I'm cumming Cadance, you whisper to yourself
>Now it's your turn to go on her
>>27357668
Extra bump for good measure, gonna go pass out now.
Page nine bump.
It's pretty good.
>>27359587
breddy good
>>27360373
breddy good x2
bemp
It's bumpin time!
>>27361965
Nice gif.
Bymp
>You feel sick.
>Too sick.
>Fuck, and today you were gonna do absolutely nothing.
>Now your sickness fucked up that schedule.
>You stare at the ceiling, thinking of what you were going to do today.
>Oh yeah, nothing.
>And still, all you do is nothing.
>Nothing at all.
>Oh shit.
>You forgot about the little yellow devil.
>You quickly turn your head towards your alarm clock.
>1:00, it says.
>Oh, that's good, it's only nine minutes before she gets here.
>You lay all for what seemed like forever, thinking on what she would do if she realized you were so vulnerable.
>Wait.
>It even took you that long to realize you're too vulnerable.
>You must strive to keep your pony virginity, as your father said.
>Oh, you remember your father so well.
>He used to say things like: "I wish you were dead" and "I am dissapointed in raising you."
>Such a nice guy.
>Without noticing, you let thoughts of your father pass you by, while the clock is still ticking.
>You hear a faint knock downstairs, setting your train of thought into motion.
>Promptly say...
"Oh fuck! She's here!"
>You quickly scramble off your bed, and thump down on the floor.
>The pain you are experiencing is washed away by fear of her rape.
>The knocks downstairs are progressingly getting louder by the second.
>Grabbing hold of a nearby bed post, you slowly edge towards your closet.
1/2
>>27365240
>You slide slowly, but freely towards some type of exit.
>Although, you didn't think of a route.
>You realize you're laying on the ground, shuffling like an idiot.
>The knocks are becoming inhuman, but the way you see Applejack back in the farm makes you question how the door isn't busted down.
>*CRRACCKK*
>You were wrong... Or were you right?
>It's not the time to be questioning things.
>You hear hoofsteps coming from the kitchen below you.
>It sounds like she's treating herself to something in there...
>Oh shit, It can't be that new KFC you were saving from your homeland!
>You muster the strength to walk again.
>Pushing yourself off the ground, you propel yourself faster than ever before.
>You grab ahold of your staircase railing, sliding down the whole way.
>Upon reaching the end of the rail, you scream:
"HEY NIGGA WHAT YOU DOIN WITH MY CHICKEN!?!"
>You look in the kitchen to find a gray pony with crossed yellow eyes stare back at you, with a letter in her mouth and a muffin in her hoof.
>You give her a frown.
>She gives you a letter.
>And she flies off with your muffin.
>Fucking mailponies.
2/2How'd I do? it's a one-shot, and I'm not very experienced in writing. But I try my best.
>>27365249
Wait...
Did you not know you're supposed to tip mail ponies muffins?The one shot was fine btw, and made me smile
>>27361965
I wanna write a story featuring her. A simple premise where she wants to be Anon's friend due to Twilight's suggestion and slowly it becomes that she REALLY wants to be Anon's friend. Basically No Second Prances except with Flutterrape.And maybe add extra stuff as a tribute to my favorite Flutterrape green.
>>27365516
Do it!
You have our blessing.
Do you have a time frame of when you'd get down with this? I'd be upset if I missed this.
JHIYT-ZIIBZ-AHPAP4u
>>27365817
oh no, I accidentally activated the key, all I wanted to is is see what it is
hang on a sec
>>27365817
WHAT BE THIS, LADDY BOY?!
>>27365870AK0Q0-TARM2-4FID6Some random shitty steam games for my favorite place on 4chins
>>27365845
>>27365890
3HLKI-GIYYX-B4NIG
7J09C-DWWV9-LDEKYTwo to make up for it
>>27365899XVY58-TI857-VHYNKK3DMN-6E60Y-AXXKT
Right back at you Friend
>>27365907
>>27365899
>>27365890
>>27365845
>>27365817
Without a doubt, this is truly nicest general, for the nicest board.
[s4s] literally has nothing on us.
Bless your souls with much rape, the whole lot of you.
Such kindness shant go unnoticed.
>>27365907
Was not expecting a free game when I woke up today. We should do something like this for Christmas.
>>27366029
I'll note it down and see what can be done.Hopefully this general will still be up by the time next Christmas rolls up69500-RXPT9-DAT9W
>>27366155
>Hopefully this general will still be up
Ye of little faith.
>>27366155
>Hopefully this general will still be up by the time next Christmas rolls up
What you should be wondering is if the general will still be up the next time Christmas rolls up sometime in the next century.It will.
>>27365516
The whole idea of Glimmer still adjusting to modest life is very exploitable. I was running scenes in my mind of her spending time with Fluttershy, and things amounting to Anon getting raped with minimal efforts by Glimmer. Leaving Fluttershy slack jaw watching unfold right before her.
With methods such as; Enslavement will-bending, magically bounding Anon to a spot with stuff in his house, manipulating Fluttershy's body giving her magically enhanced strength to physically overpower Anon.
Just some ways to accommodate for those magic resistant kinks and such.
>>27367317
Rarity's position looks incredibly lewd.
>>27367854
What's lewd about it?
>>27368067
I'm not sure, just something about it.
Can't seem to put ny finger on it...
page 9
>>27367317
>>27370132
>>27370928
>>27367317
Forced feminization is Rarity's fetish.https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2014/4/24/608398.png
>>27371430
She's a big mare.
>>27365619
I'mthe Anon who requested a Starlight/Sunset story a few threads back. Since there isn't a Starlight story yet, I wanna write one myself.
I'm not sure how to do it though.
>>27366575
These are some good ideas, but honestly not sure how I would go about it. I wanted to feature only Starlight, or feature the usual ol' Fluttershy, or some sort of collab between all of Twilight's counterparts,Moondancer, Twilight, Sunset, Starlight and Trixiein attempt to get him for themselvesor for each other
>>27371724
I'd recommend keeping antagonists to a minimum unless you want to write a reallllllly long story.
>>27371901Which you should totally do.
Write a multiple chapter story, with side story archs and spin offs.
Just start writing now.
Do it.
No proof reading either. I'll know.
Love you.
>>27372164
>tfw I still need to finish my actual multiparter
>>27371901
Eh. I wouldn't mind that much.
I'll probably just stick to Glimmer and her taking Fluttershy's advice a bit too strongly.
>>27374973
Sounds good to me, I don't even like Glimmer but I'll read it if you write it.
>>27368067
>>27371430
Every time I see pictures like these I consider writing a story about it.Then I remember I can't write lewd for shit and that I'm straighter than a carbon fibre rod.
bamp
Remember that time Sweetie Bell raped Anon?
That shit was crazy
>>27377670
Yes, Slasher was quite the man.
I haven't really seen fillies here at all since Slasher honestly.
Probably for the best.
Oh, so you wanna get bumped?
So be it.
>>27378834
>>27379589
Not even into giantesses, but that is hot.
>>27373702
Twi/Dash rivalry when?
>>27379589
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2xNLxtZR850
Sleep tight fr
have a bump and some funk
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d3mODooWCkkfump
