Last Thread: >>27400507
>You have two options:-
>Option one:
>You are sent to Equestria.
>You are the only one of your kind and is easily accepted into Equestrian society.
>You can become friends with all the ponies you've ever wanted to, and live an easy life.
>The catch is, sex does not exist.
>You will still have your junk, but the ponies will not have anything.
>You cannot convince them to do anything sexual, because if you do, you will be sent back to earth.
>Option two:
>Your favorite pony is sent to you, scared and tired.
>She will be affected by the reality-jump for a while, but in time she will grow on you.
>Sex exists, and she will fall in love with you eventually.
>No one but you can know of her existence in this world.
>If even one other person finds out, she will be taken away never to be seen again.
>She won't know that the reason she can't see her friends anymore is because you made a choice.
>You can choose to tell her of your actions one day; but that is purely your decision.
>What is your choice /mlp/?
Option 2: The Sun Has Risen by Trixiefap
http://pastebin.com/cKiN3jBA (embed)
Option 2: Birds of a Feather by Clarissa
http://pastebin.com/AJRrzdZ9 (embed)
Option 2: (Untitled Luna story) by anontheterrible
http://pastebin.com/6b7i1Yc3 (embed)
Option 2 1/2: (Untitled) by ss2
(No pastebin)
Option 2: Suddenly, Fluttershy (Remake) & When The Stars Align by Nehem
http://pastebin.com/pfFM3x4d (embed)
http://pastebin.com/0wy4izUk (embed)
Option 2: (Untitled Big Mac story) by Fronk
(No pastebin)
Option 2: A Mistake and a Correction by nope
http://pastebin.com/medAQjM6 (embed)
Option 2: (Random pone story with no title) by norefunds
(No pastebin)
And if you guys want to argue, join the IRC at Rizon.net #/mlp/StoryTime
Fuck me, I forgot a pastebin.
Option 2 1/2 by ss2 http://pastebin.com/NUsPwFHD
Holy hell, we have art now? Nice.
>>27465442
Actually, it's art from the first set of StoryTime threads back in 2014. The album is here http://imgur.com/a/VwuzX
xth for anontheterrible and Moonbutt
>>27465850
For some reason, I was expecting something completely different to emerge from the moon.
Also seconded.
>>27465458
Don't even remember the old art. This is something special.
>>27465850
So when does Luna full on nightmare moon in anontheterribles green? That's what I'm waiting for, isn't that what all lunafags want?
>>27465359
Option 3: Pone comes to your world without genitals.
>"HOW DO I POOP?!"
>Year goes by
>"Let me watch you poop! I want to remember what it's like! I'm feeling nostalgic, damn it!"
>>27466199
No, not really. Believe it or not, some Lunafags just want Luna.
>>27466369
This guy gets it
>>27466369
>>27466420
You two, not wanting best Luna.
>>27466458
>not wanting both
>not wanting some kind of fuckery splitting them into two
>and having the good girl and bad chick as sexy twins
>the good one blushing furiously as the bad one spreads her out on the bed and readies her for you
THE IMAGINATION EXPANDS
AND SO DO I
>>27466541
I did not realize how badly I want this.
>>27459950
I FUCKED UP IN THE TRANSITION TO THE NEW THREAD.
I had 3000 words written, Copied and then FUCKING COPIED OVER IT LIKE AN IDIOT GOD DAMMIT.
>>27466739
Oh god I hate that so much.
>>27466739
fugg :DDD
>>27466739
...fuck
>>27466739
Son of a bitch I hate that.
>>27458526
“H-hey… You’re stronger than you look, you know. It’s… getting kinda hard to breathe…”
>Your words do nothing to reduce Fluttershy’s vice-like grip around your ribcage.
>Tilting your head down, all you see is the pale pink mane and yellow ears of the pony hugging you for dear life as she buries her face into your chest.
>Thoughts of a deformed horse-like alien creature that kills it’s victims via constriction begin creeping into your head.
>It’s thoughts like this that cause you to be a bit uneasy.
>No, you know who this is.
>…Well, pretty sure at least. You never know when this could just be a brain sucker that reads your mind and-
>Okay, enough of that.
>”Y-you’re okay! I-I heard that r-roar…”
>Roar? Was there something around here while you were gone?
>”Then you w-were gone for so long, and I heard the… The r-roar again…”
>By some unholy act of god, her grip starts tightening again. It may have only been your ears, but it sounds like a crack may have just emitted from your ribs.
>”I thought… I thought you were…”
>Before she can finish that sentence, you rest your hand on the nape of her neck.
“It’s okay… I’m sure it was nothing…”
>Your surroundings seem to blur a bit as you try to speak.
>This girl better let go soon. You really don’t fancy the idea of dying from suffocation.
>You don’t know why the thought of you dying has terrified her so much. About twelve hours ago, she didn’t even know you exist.
>The fact is though, she does. And that hypothetical situation doesn’t set well with her.
>With your hand starting to rub up and down her neck, you adjust yourself on the hard floor.
“I’m still here. There’s nothing to worry about. There’s nothing around here that would be cause for alarm…”
>Air begins to flow to your body easier as the grip around you loosens.
>Fluttershy raises her head from your chest, her face close enough to feel her breath.
>Seconds tick on in silence as the two of you stare at each other.
>>27467157
>Finally, you are the one to break the silence.
“Feeling better?”
>Suddenly realizing the awkward position, she scuttles off of your torso.
>”Um, yes... I’m so sorry about-“
>You pat her on the head, cutting off her apology.
“It’s alright. You just surprised me is all; I’m just happy I didn’t hit my head.”
>A weak smile comes back to her face as you give her mane a quick tussle before pulling back.
>Before another word is said however, a knock sounds out from your front door.
>Shit, are the window people here already?
>Looking at the clock on your phone, you see it plain as day.
>1:20 PM. Yup, that’s the time they agreed to come out.
“I gotta answer this, gimme a sec.”
>You get up and head for the front door in the other room.
>As you round the corner to the living room, you spot somebody already inspecting where your window was.
>Something strikes you as out of place, though.
>Looking behind you, you notice the small pegasus trailing behind.
>Immediately your heart sinks into your stomach.
>Acting purely on instinct, you scoop Fluttershy into your arms and dive back to your bedroom.
>”A-anon..? What’s going on?”
>You sigh as you place her back down on her hooves.
“I…”
>Words leave your mind. You don’t know how to explain to her that she can’t be seen.
“I’ll be able to explain here in a bit. I just need to answer this first. Is that okay?”
>She nods wordlessly, curiosity still plastered on her face.
>You smile at her.
“Thanks. I’ll be right back, then I’ll tell you what’s up. Promise.”
>”Okay then…”
>Returning to the front door, you open it up to reveal a slightly heavyset man in work clothing appropriate for the weather.
“Hey.”
>”Hi, we got an order for a window and installation from Anonymous C… Co… How do you pronounce this?”
>You chuckle and reply.
“That’s alright, most people can’t pronounce it correctly. Anyways, yeah, that’s me.”
>The worker nods and holds out a clipboard.
>”Alright, just gonna need you to sign here and we can get started.”
>>27467164
>Taking the clipboard from him, you use the attached pen to scrawl your name onto the signature line.
>You hand it back and he looks over it.
>”Looks good. Alright guys, let’s get started!”
>And with that, the rest of his team gets to work.
>Now, that only leaves you with your task.
>Time to spill the beans.
>>27466739
>After grabbing some actual clothing from your room, you walk back to the bathroom clad in nothing but your boxers.
>Your house, you give precisely zero fucks.
>You look over to Luna who is now moping on the couch.
>She looks over at you and quickly looks away again but not before turning that same scarlet color in the face as before.
>You enter the bathroom with a light chuckle and close the door behind you.
>You start the water and wait for it to reach the proper temp, stretching your arms a bit.
>The blood stain on the wall had been mostly cleared up the day before though a small dark spot lingers.
>It was a miracle the cop hadn't tazed you immediately after seeing it.
>You check the bandages on your head in the mirror.
>It was a shitty patch job, just a bunch of gauze and medical tape, but it wasn't bleeding anymore so whatever.
> At least your hair was short enough that you didn't have to shave it.
>You remove a corner to take a look.
>It's still a pretty nasty bump with about an inch long gash, but it doesn't look like it's all that deep.
>You decide maybe it would be for the best to avoid using the shampoo for a little while and turn to take a leak.
>You are about 5 minutes into your shower when you hear a few quick knocks on the door.
>It has been a while since the last time you had a roommate and you jump a bit getting some water on your wound.
>FUCK, YOU WERE RIGHT, WATER BAD.
"Ahhhyyyyes? What's up?"
>"I apologize for interrupting but...I do require something."
"Oh. Well what is it?"
>"..."
"..."
>"...I must use your facilities."
>Oh.
>Well dammit right now?
"You didn't need to earlier?"
>"The feeling only just came about."
>You did both have a few drinks last night.
"Don't suppose it can wait a few?"
>"..."
"Alright, gimme 30 seconds."
>You kill the water and step out grabbing a towel and wrapping it around your midsection.
>You open the door to see Luna biting her lower lip slightly and fidgeting uncomfortably.
>Dat lip bite tho.
>Phuck.
Also question from the other thread, is /moon/ a Luna general? If so, yea, I guess I could throw my pastebin in there or something...
>>27467296
Yes, yes it is.
>>27467269
You step to the side and Luna quickly rushes into the bathroom, catching your towel with her wing.
>You spin around towards her to try and disentangle yourself, but to no avail.
>She does the same when she feels the sudden tug on her limb.
>You instead you slip on the puddle you are making on the hardwood and fall back on your ass completely naked.
>Luna gets a nice look at your semi, and you swear you see a small trickle of blood coming from her nose before she magically slams the door.
>"MY APOLOGIES!"
>She yells out to you.
>Alright.
>No towel.
>Cold floor.
>Cold ass.
>Dick flailing about.
>You slowly get yourself back to your feet and get to your room.
>You don't have any lingering suds you think, so you just use an old towel on top of your laundry pile to dry off.
>You get yourself dressed again in some jeans and a shirt.
>The bathroom door slowly creaks open and the lingering sound of the toilet refilling itself follows.
>You can hear Luna walking quickly away towards the living room again.
>You are sure she is still a little embarrassed from just a moment ago, so naturally you need to go fuck with her a little bit.
bemp for more content
We still want cadance green
>>27468147
I want this
>>27468015
Why is that gif so amazing in pixel art form?
>>27467172
Loving the story, Nehem. Keep up the great work!
Why is this thread in particular giving the middle finger to Appchan X?
Why am I typing out such a long comment even though I know it won't even make it into the thread?
Why did I let myself get so fat last year that I played vidya with my balls hanging out of my waistband to avoid letting them get so sweaty?
Next time, on shit that won't even get posted because my clientside software is acting up like a bitch.
>>27468319
well shit
>>27467269
>Dat lip bite tho.
>Phuck.
Just... JUST PEE IN MY MOUTH MOONHOERS
JUST DO IT!
>>27467296
Yep, pops up every Monday. We have as much content as we used to, so your story would be very much welcome.
So here's a recap from Option 2 1/2:
"How'd you know she was there?"
>"I didn't."
>Princess Celestia and Luna stand in front of you and Spike. Luna eyes you suspiciously, but Celestia simply smiles her usual smile.
>"So, thou hast summoned us here to chat?" says Luna.
"Okay, okay. Hold up there, Crescent Roll. Why are you fuckin' talking like that?"
>Spike nonchalantly elbows you in the leg. Yes, that same leg.
>"Why are you so rude all the time? Crescent Roll? Seriously, what does that even mean?"
"I dunno, ask Sunbutt over there what it means."
>He smacks himself in the face several times.
>Surprisingly, Celestia and Luna start laughing.
>"It seems the human is impressed by our Cutie Marks, sister!" Luna tells Celestia.
>"Ha ha! It would appear so, Luna."
>Spike slaps you.
>You were more pissed with Spike than you were impressed by the Cutie Marks.
"Wait wait, hold on. How'd you know I was human? And why isn't Miss Crescent speaking like it's the 1600s?"
>"As for the first question, I heard of it from the newspapers! Ponyville is all over your appearance like a moth to a flame!" Luna chuckles.
"How does this shit get out so fuckin' quick?!"
>"And the second answer; Luna does that to seem... more important." Celestia says.
>Luna scowls in embarrassment.
>"Sister, why did you tell the human that?"
"Uh, excuse me?! I have a goddamn name you know!"
>And they just keep on arguing.
>Sigh.
>"So, uh. Let's get down to business, shall we?" Spike interrupts.
>Celestia straightens her back immediately.
>"Yes, I apologize for the delay. Spike, you said you had more info concerning my apprentice Twilight Sparkle's disappearance, correct?"
>Spike gets flustered almost immediately.
>"O-Of course, Princess!"
>"And by the looks of it, the human is involved."
"Goddammit, people! My fucking name is Kayge! Kayge!"
>"Well, why didn't you mention your name sooner?" Luna asks innocently.
"Fucking shit!"
>>27468691
>After assuring the guards outside that there were no problems, the conversation immediately continues.
>"Where were we...? Oh yeah! Yes, Kayge is involved. You see... I'll let him explain."
>You sit there like a fool, until Spike smacks you again.
"Yes, I uh, have this book here."
>You grab it off of the nearby table, showing it's cover.
>Princess Celestia nods in acknowledgment.
"Okay, so I got this book in the mail a few days ago. As you can see... the pages are blank."
"But, they serve another purpose. You can communicate with another person, as shown by my conversations I've been having."
>You stop for a moment to see if the princesses have anything to add. They don't.
"This person, or should I say pony, I've been communicating with is your prized pupil, Twilight Sparkle."
>Celestia walks over to the book, picking it up with her magic to investigate.
>"Hmm, like I thought, you have a tendency to swear a lot. But I do understand. Mind if I hold onto it for a bit?"
"Be my guest. I hate that piece of shit book."
>Celestia walks back to her spot, mumbling more about your sailor mouth.
>"I can feel the magic in this book as I hold it. How is it activated?"
>Time to finally get this shit off your chest, it seems.
"Well, I was gonna use it as a notebook to keep, well, notes in. So I signed my name on the first page as you can see."
>She and Luna look at the first page, nodding as they see your signature.
>Handing over the reigns to Luna, she opens the book to the last page.
>"Everything is abnormal to what I have expected. Especially this little detail."
>What.
"What do you mean, Sunbutt?"
>"This."
>Luna holds out the book, showing the large text reading, "Option 2 1/2".
>Your heart sinks down into the pit of your stomach.
'Oh fuck no... This can't end well.' you think.
>Looks like it's time to spill the baked beans of what you've done.
This part is new, however.
>>27467423
Flustered Luna is adorable.
Eagerly awaiting more.
>>27468694
Get the fuck out fag
>>27468694
Kys
>>27468694
Keep going, m8. Pay no mind to the samefag.
>>27469136
>liking the story
Kys
>>27468147
Wanting it
>>27468694
Going well so far. Keep it up.
>>27468694
[Perspective Switch: TWILIGHT SPARKLE]
>Last night, you gave Kayge the instructions to go to the library. You felt bad for not telling him who you were earlier, but you felt it necessary.
>To protect yourself? Not really.
>To protect your friends? Completely.
>You knew the moment they found out about Kayge's book, they'd try and get you back.
>No blaming them though. They really cared.
>They'd probably get brought here too, however.
>You sigh, closing your copy of the book after staring at the request you gave him.
>Maybe he'd get Celestia on the case like he said he wanted to do. She'd know what to do.
>Kayge's cat hops up on the couch, meowing at you. He starts rubbing up against your wing.
>You smile at him.
"All right, kitty. I know your hungry."
>You get up to feed him, stretching out your wings in the process.
>As you feed the cat, a thought crosses your mind.
"Why hasn't anyone checked here?"
>Sure, it had only been a few days by your understanding, but surely someone must've noticed Kayge's disappearance, right?
>He had a really good job and his boss was very picky.
>So then, why had nobody knocked or come inside?
>Not like you were complaining. Kayge told you not to leave the house. He never mentioned why, but it was safe to assume the other humans wouldn't react well to you.
>You push that thought to the back of your mind. It's none of your business. It's his personal life.
>Maybe you'll mention it to him later...?
>You were about to go read some stuff on Kayge's, "computer", when the book starts glowing.
>Opening it up reveals no new messages from Kayge. So why is it glowing?
>As you focus on the book, you begin to feel something emanating from it. Something familiar.
>Alicorn magic.
>Did he really get a hold of Celestia? Or are you just homesick...?
>Either way, it's depressing the hell out of you.
>You put the book down on the coffee table, pushing the hopes for home in the back of your mind.
>No point in dwelling on it.
>>27469484
[Perspective: Still Twilight]
>Another night of reading on this computer, another night of no sleep.
>There were so many things to read, it was ridiculous. Way more than back home.
>You found fiction, non-fiction, science, all sorts of stuff.
>One particular thing, though...
>The little tab on this computer read, /mlp/.
"What in the world is /mlp/?"
>You remember Kayge saying how "autistic" that place was in his little monologue.
>Your curiosity was piqued, and you wouldn't let something go unread if it was a piece of literature.
>As for the things you saw on there...?
>In your own words:
"Somethings are best left forgotten."
>It was hard to read on this page, however, because of the awful bright colors that hurt your eyes.
>Things like this make you wonder about getting into psychology. Then just maybe you'll look back one day, finally understanding what this was.
>But that probably wouldn't happen.
>At least the, "understanding this" part.
>You decide to go back to the regular stories. These... heathens were getting to be too much for you.
>>27469494
[Perspective Switch: KAYGE]
>"What does that mean, Kayge?" Spike asks you.
>The pressure is getting to you. How can you explain all this is your fault?
>You look at an imaginary watch on your wrist.
"Oh sweet fuck, look at the time! I need to go back to Fluttershy's house and-"
>"Stop this at once!"
>Magic envelops your body, freezing you in place. Blue Magic.
>"Luna, let him go!" Celestia demands.
>"But he is being distrustful! I suspect he has something to do with this!"
>"Let Kayge speak for himself."
>Luna grumbles something before releasing the magical veil on you.
>Celestia looks straight at you, more serious than she's been since she got here.
>"Kayge Wilkes, I have seen quite a few humans in the time I've ruled. None of them here by their own volition. I give you the benefit of the doubt, and am allowing you to explain your situation."
>Shit. Now what do you do? Would Celestia understand? Or would Luna call the guards and have you arrested?
>Not much you can do besides tell the truth. Lying wouldn't do much good.
>You take a deep breath, trying to calm your nerves.
"W-Well you see, Celestia. You are right. Kind of. I didn't choose to come here."
"We have this th-thing in my world called a computer. On this computer, you can interact with other humans on a global scale."
"Posting messages, telling jokes, etcetera."
>Celestia and Luna are listening intently, Spike growing more intrigued.
>You explain to them what an imageboard is, and how it works.
>"Hmm, go on." Celestia inquires.
"So, uh, you see, there's uh... Shit, there's no real way to explain this is there?"
>"Explain what, human?" Luna angrily asks.
>As you attempt to continue, you stumble over your words until finally...
"You guys are um... from a... from a human's imagination."
>Another magical veil forms around you, a force sending you flying backwards into a table, hitting you square in the back and knocking the wind out of you.
>"Lies!" Luna shouts. "All lies!"
Sunhorse when?
>>27468147
Wanting this
>>27470008
If princess sunnybuns gets taken from Equestria I'm pretty sure they're just fucked. She can raise the moon but it's never been shown if Luna could do the same with the sun.
Could you imagine explaining to Celestia that you irrevocably ripped her away from her kingdom and loved subjects? Just so you could have her all to yourself in this miserable shithole? She'd smite you on the spot.
I'm a Lunafag but damn you can't do Sunny like that.
>>27470138
They're both alicorns
They probably could raise and lower even if only one was present
Does it work now? Can I post more of my shitty story? Or will I get more posting errors like last night? What the shit internet.
>>27470359
AYYLMAO
Fuck you internet! For future reference, if this shit happens again, I just ended up posting everything I had written in my pastebin anyways.
Aight here we go.
>>27467423
>>27467423
>You saunter into the hallway, a big dopey grin on your face.
>Luna sits on the sofa looking through what appears to be a manual for a headset.
"Well, that was an interesting-"
>"Don't. I have no interest in what it is. Just don't."
"Can't help it princess. It's like this overwhelming urge that something has to come out."
>You can see her visage tightening.
"Man that floor sure is slippery when it gets all wet. Seems like things just sort of...slip off all over, huh?"
>She magics the pamphlet towards your face and it smacks you dead between the eyes while you giggle like a school girl.
>When it falls to the ground, you don't feel so smug anymore.
>She almost looks like she is on the verge of tears.
>Wait, what in the fu- WHERE THE FUCK DID THIS JUST COME FROM?
"Whoa, hey, it was just a stupid joke. I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything by it."
>"It is...not you Anon. Not really. 'Tis this predicament. I do not know this realm. I have no knowledge of how to return. I do not know you. I hardly know if I should trust you so easily. I have no way of knowing if my home is currently under attack. Yet here I am, the princess, imbibing in drink and jokes? What does this say of my leadership? What would those loyal to me think of me now?"
>That was kind of heavy.
"Well, right now they'd probably feel sad for you. This is a huge mess we're in, but you're still worried about your subjects. That alone speaks volumes."
>She continues frowning at the floor as she speaks.
>"'Tis frustrating I cannot be there for my sister or my subjects. What if my sister were to be taken as well? And what of my ponies?"
>The thought had crossed your mind, but you hadn't really dwelled too much on it.
>>27470359
>shitty
Come on. When I write mine, I doubt that it will be anywhere near as good as yours. Keep it up man!
>>27470419
>In all likelihood, you were probably not the only person who had been visited by the red-eyed douche canoe that night.
>If the two princesses were both gone from Equestria, would the place even be able to function?
>It seems like even the smallest of issues threw the whole world into absolute chaos, so if both the raisers of the celestial bodies went missing, it probably meant shit was undoubtedly hitting the fan in pony land.
>If the elements, who were probably on a long list of ponies likely also missing, were also gone, a whole bunch of nasties could very easily swoop in and take over.
>And that was just the villains you knew about through watching the show.
>There is that guilty feeling again.
"I'm sorry. I am, but I don't know how I can help. I would if I could. Even if you don't trust me all that much."
>She sighs heavily.
>"I suppose you are right. Thus far you have given me no reason not to trust you."
>You smile sadly at her.
>"That is why we must find somepony who can help me return. I insist that we begin our search immediately!"
>She rises from the couch with a look of determination and begins walking towards your door.
>Fuck.
>You leap in front of her holding your hands up
"WHOA WHOA WHOA there, let's not get ahead of ourselves! There is a lot to think about here, right? Some of these people aren't going to be as nice as I am, you know."
>"'Tis a risk I must take."
>She states very bluntly stepping by you.
"WAIT!"
>You reach to grab her and end up snagging a handful of tail.
>P-PONUT.
>She yanks away from you and turns to look you in the eye.
>"What for Anon? I have no choice! I have a home I must protect!"
"AND I NEED TO PROTECT YOU!"
>"HOW CAN A SIMPLE NON-MAGICAL BEING PROTECT ME?!"
>Funny how easily words can feel like so much more than just vibrations in the air.
"...I can't. I can't let them see you. Not anyone."
>"What nonsense is this?"
>>27470447
>You are staring at the moon princess with a horrified look on your face.
>She looks at you confused for a moment, and then her face changes into something far worse.
>It is the same look she had when she stood above you ready to end your existence and it makes your heart drop even further.
>"Anon...what is it you are keeping from me?"
>You begin scrambling for the right words.
"It's-well...um...it's kinda hard to explain but- it wasn't my fault! Well not MY fault...I think."
>There are fires blazing in her eyes.
>"Do not toy with me any longer Anon. What did you do?"
"It was a stupid choice, I know, and it was a stupid thread and it didn't make sense-"
>She interrupts your ramblings with a loud crack of her hooves on the wood.
>Another crater forms.
>Fixing your floor is gonna be a nightmare.
>Assuming you survive the next 2 minutes.
>"ENOUGH! IF THOU WILL NOT SPEAK THE TRUTH, THOU WILL FACE A WRATH FAR EXCEEDING ANY FORM OF PAIN YOUR KIND HAS CAUSED!!!"
>Her horn glows with a bright blue so intense it almost looks white and small thunderclouds are beginning to form inside of your living room.
"It............it..."
>You don't really have an option here.
"It...was me."
>It is barely louder than a whisper.
"It was me. I...chose you. It was me..."
>You drop to your knees, the full weight of your confession finally getting to you.
>This was your fault.
>You know it is, you were just too much of an arrogant prick to own up to it.
"I'm sorry. My god, I'm so sorry.”
>>27470477
>The swirling clouds begin to fade away into the nothing that they appeared from.
>"What do you mean...chose me?"
>You are looking down at her hooves.
"It was apart of the rules. Your favorite would come to you..."
>"Anon, speak clearly! What rules?"
"It was in the thread!"
>You whip your head up and look at her with a strange combination of anger, fear, and desperation on your face.
"We had two options, either go to Equestria, or your favorite would come to you. It wasn't real. It couldn't be, it was just some stupid words on a message board!"
>Your arms are waving wildly about as you explain yourself.
"And I was bored! I don't even frickin post on there that often. I don't know why I did it, but for some damn reason, I did. It wasn't supposed to ACTUALLY happen! It wasn't even a hypothetical really, just an asshole probably looking for some loser to write a shitty story or something!"
>She stares down at you, a mixture of confusion and anger fighting for their rightful place.
"You weren't even supposed to be real. And now that I know you are...I would blame me too. This was my fucking fault and I'm so, so sorry I did this to you."
>You finish your confession finally, and wait for the glowing magical death that inevitably awaits you.
>You hope someone will at least take care of Kyubey when you are gone.
>But it never happens.
>Luna just stands there glaring at you.
>"Show me."
>You comply with her demands moving slowly to your room.
>You wake up your computer again and find the archived thread.
>She very carefully reads through each and every word as do you.
>>27470488
>Again, there is nothing here that is going to help you.
>The only thing worth noting was some writefag who had been talking about Cadance and it wasn't even that great of a story.
>All she did was whine about her husband and kid and then for some reason completely forgot about them the moment she laid eyes on some loser who lives in a shitty apartment in Alaska.
>As you come to the end of the thread, you are still waiting for her to end your ass.
>You feel as though she knows exactly which post was yours even.
>She says nothing, only turns her back to you, walks back to the guest bedroom, and closes the door behind her.
Alright, this is all the green I had made last night but could not post. So typed an angry message in the Rizon chat and went to bed instead. Let us continue!
>>27465359
This picture oddly reminds me of this one green from a while back with this same prompt, wherein OP appeared in front of the Anon, and looked like your generic fedora/neckbeard weeb. Anyone know what story I'm referencing? I think it was about Twilight, but I might be wrong.
>>27470503
Possible writefags to write some Caddy green -1
>>27468147
I support this
>>27470503
moar
>>27470522
Try checking this pastebin, it has all of the old stories from the old threads http://pastebin.com/u/frankhogs555
>>27470610
To add onto that, the depiction of OP in that attire was also a reoccurring thing in a lot of stories back then. The story you are thinking of may have even been a different one from those.
>>27470569
>>27470556
Perfect pics for perfect posts
Abdul Aziz bump
So I was looking over all the ideas for this thing I had written down. And there is a lot. There are so many ideas I could implement. So I figure, why not fucking do them all?
>Buckle up niggers, this could take a long time.
And I won't forget the lewd, it'll be there. My god will it be there...
>>27471175
Anon falling on Luna's marehood
>>27470522
>>27470610
>>27470654
I think I know what story you're talking about. Did it have to do with King Sombra?
I was actually the one that drew that picture. The writefag asked if I could draw something for that specific story
>>27469512
>Before you can get your breath back, the two guards outside the door rush in. And they are holding spears. Fantastic.
>"I ask again, is everything all right, Your Majesty?" a guard asks.
>Luna looks over to him, but is cut off by Celestia before she can say anything.
>"Yes, everything is all right. Luna can get a bit enthusiastic sometimes." Celestia says with a smile.
>"Kayge, please continue on."
>Princess Luna is baffled.
>"Sister! How can you believe this human's lies?! 'Imagination.' So you say we are fictional?!"
>Celestia says nothing. You can tell she is indeed trying to process what you said. You continue as best as you can.
"Nnng, n-now look. I didn't say I believed it, P-Princess! It's obvious that you're very real!"
"In my world, we just assume that your world isn't. We can't even detect this shit at all!"
>Luna sneers at your coarse language; Celestia is still thinking.
>Another deep breath to compensate for the one you lost a minute or two ago.
"I-I was looking for some stuff. About our version of your world."
"I saw this thing about options, and me being a smart-ass thought it would be funny to post about a nonexistent option. You can see how well that turned out."
>Luna speaks up.
>"What were those other two options?"
>You rub your forehead in anxiety, trying to remember the wording used in the thread.
"Option one: You are sent to Equestria, and are easily accepted."
>Celestia and Luna look at you attentively.
"O-Option two: You're f-favorite pony is set to you, but they can't be seen."
>Celestia looks at the floor for a moment.
>"If there were only two options, why choose a third?" Celestia asks.
"Like I said, I'm a smart-ass. Thought it would be funny. Didn't even think for a second it would be real."
"Look, I-I'm sorry, okay? I didn't know Twilight would be sent to my world! I-I'm sorry!"
>For the first time in a very long while, you were genuinely afraid. Not just of persecution.
>But of hurting someone else.
>>27471457
Oh yeah, I remember that one. Think it was by AaaronAmythest.
>>27471530
>tfw i was expecting moar anontheterrible and instead i got this shit
>>27471557
Yeah, was that the story you were thinking of?
>>27471581
Not sure, I wasn't the one guessing, lel
>>27471576
IKTFB
>>27471576
>>27471530
>>27471576
>>27472346
page 8 bump
>>27470503
>Days pass.
>You aren't really even sure how many.
>You have been watching the internet religiously, making sure there is no chance of that same thread popping up again.
>You haven't heard from Luna since you showed her that first thread.
>You leave plates of food in front of the door, and otherwise leave her alone.
>She leaves the finished plates where you put them which is your only indicator of her even still being there.
>It's like she is imprisoned in your house and for all intents and purposes, she basically is.
>You figure it's probably for the best if you just let her come to you first.
>If the way she holds on to emotion in the show is any indication of what she is like all the time, then she is going to be in a pretty dark place for a while.
>All you can do is be as nice as possible and wait.
>You are currently chopping up some various vegetables in the kitchen for dinner.
>She has every right to hate you.
>You hate yourself even if you aren't the only cause of this.
>You may not have cast the spell or whatever, but making the decision is just as bad in your mind.
>Was there any positive side to this though?
>Is it alright that you were the one who chose her and not some other random fuck?
>But what if that random fuck lived on a huge plot of land out in the middle of nowhere where she could actually be outside once in a while?
>Would that be better?
>The only thing that could really make this any better was if the thread hadn't been even made in the first place.
>Caught up in your own thoughts, you lose track of what your hands are doing and end up slicing your hand by accident.
>You inhale sharply through gritted teeth, grabbing a kitchen towel and pressing it to the wound to stop the bleeding.
>Don't cook when you can't focus kids, bad things happen.
>You run some water over the wound, checking to make sure it isn't too deep.
>From somewhere in the house, a door clicks open followed by the sound of clip clopping hooves on hardwood.
>>27471576
>>27472346
>>27472557
>>27472838
>>27471530
The fuck are you assholes talking shit about SS2 for? Not even holding up Trixiefap for emphasis?
Shit tastes, shit attitudes. Wise up or fuck up.
Green is green senpai.
Let people write.
My writing is mediocre at best. Having some variety from others with other pastel horses is always appreciated.
>>27474271
>"You are hurt again."
>It is strange hearing from her again so soon.
>You thought it was going to be some time for this ageless being to even consider speaking to you.
>You turn to her still holding your hand.
>She is a bit of disheveled mess.
>She is not wearing her crown, slippers, or even that necklace chest piece...whatever it was.
>Her mane and tail are not quite flowing as they typically do and her eyes look as though she may have been crying.
>It's a pitiful sight and you want nothing more than to hold her and tell her everything is going to be alright.
"Hey."
>"Good afternoon."
>You don't even bother fishing for more than that.
>You can only look sadly at her.
>"I believe...I have come to a decision."
>You wait for her to continue.
>"You are indeed responsible for summoning me here. However it was not your magic nor was it done out of malicious intent."
>She looks at you choosing her next words carefully.
>"This transition is going to be quite difficult, however I have no way of returning. I have tried every possible spell I know, but alas, here I remain. I fear for what the rules had meant by disappearing forever."
"So do I. Are you...still mad at me?"
>"I have spent a millennium holding onto my hatred for somepony who still cared about me in the past. It did nothing to improve my situation. I will forgive you for your lapse in judgement. But do not let it happen a second time. After all, if I am to spend eternity here, I will be a witness if you do."
"It's...I know it's bad, but I'm not just gonna give up, I promise. We will find some way to find the red-eyed thing and get you home."
>"As sweet at the sentiment is, a wise pony I once knew said not to make promises you cannot hope to keep."
>She is right.
>You are a lazy useless fuck, what could you hope to do?
>Your head drops as you try to think of something, anything of use you could possibly say to her.
>>27474323
>>27474323
>She approaches you and you feel a hoof gently lay on your shoulder.
>You look up into her large eyes once again.
>She smiles warmly at you.
>"I hope that you can learn to forgive yourself as well. You are one of the good humans after all."
>You throw both your arms around her neck and bury your face into the side of her mane without giving it a lot of thought.
>She is taken by surprise at first, but soon reciprocates, wrapping her hoof around you.
>When you think about how awkward it is to do this to someone you've known for all of a week maybe, you release her and give a light cough.
>It's a little hot in here, did you leave the oven on?
>"So since I might be staying a while, what could I do to help?"
>You wrap a band-aid around your finger and continue with your cooking showing her around the kitchen and where everything is.
>After a hot dinner, a glass or two of wine, and several more episodes of pony, you are once more slouching over on the couch with a ever so slightly inebriated princess.
>This lightweight.
>You are somewhere in the 4th season by now, and she drunkenly hums along to You'll Play Your Part.
>How she still remembers that particular conversation is completely beyond you but it is kawaii as fuck to witness.
I'll be back later tonight.Quite possibly with some fucking lewd finally.
>>27474421
>>27474421
>Quite possibly with some fucking lewd finally
>>27474691
Heh, I'm an immature piece of shit for laughing at that picture.
>>27474691
I just farted so hard it gave me a heart palpitation.
Whoops... Lost track of time today. I'll try to step up my game tomorrow.
>>27475471
Same, gonna be writing a lot more tomorrow for any who're still here
>>27475500
>more sunbutt
>>27474770
Maturity is for people who wish to go through life with a permanent bitter scowl on their face.
>>27474421
>As the song comes to an end, she giggles and hiccups a few times.
>"This liquid is far more enjoyable than the last...'tis much sweeter."
"Eeeyup."
>"Hehehe. You sound just like the large red one of the Apple family!"
"Big Mac?"
>"Of course not, 'twas...Big Mac I believe."
>She taps her chin a couple of times as she tries to 'remember' this.
"But...that's what I said!"
>"Was not! You shaid...Mig Back!"
"The hell's a mig bag?"
>"I do not *hic* know! You said it first!"
"Sheesh, you really are a lightweight."
>"You are a...lighter weight than I."
"Figure uh speech darling."
>She nudges your arm with a hoof.
>"You insist on *hic* calling me such nicknames."
"Well you are a cutie."
>You say wiggling your eyebrows causing her to snort.
>"You presume I would fall for you so easily? Just like the words on your...confuter? You are quick to presume much Anon."
>She leans her head over onto your shoulder quickly melting away any thoughts of a smart-ass retort.
>"Hmmm...perhaps I could entertain the idea. I have already seen far more of you than any other male in quite some time."
>Your mind kind of fried itself and was still rebooting during the second part of that.
"...you what?"
>Dude, you fucking SUCK at this.
>"Hmhmhmmm."
>That fucking seductive giggle...
>"What I mean to say is your...friend."
>She looks down at your lap and her hoof bumps into your thigh.
>Your dick twitches so hard, you swear you think your pants jumped.
>"Oooooh! Quite presumptuous indeed!"
"Uh, nuh...it's uhh...."
>Anon.exe has encountered an error.
>Her hoof runs slowly down your leg towards your knee and circles back around...
>>27474274
Trixiefap is good
>>27476466
>"Hehehe...there have been many firsts with you Anon. You are the first in many years who does not respect me only out of fear, the first I have shared drink with alone besides my sister...the first male who I have...witnessed firsthand."
>Erection approaching critical mass.
>WARNING: CONTAINMENT BREACH IMMINENT.
>Her hoof comes even further up your thigh.
>She looks up at you with half lidded eyes and a seductive smirk.
>"It was...quite an interesting sight..."
>She runs her hoof over your cock causing it to throb once again.
>Your whole body shivers at the touch.
>"Oh and *hic* quite sensitive I see."
>She continues this torment for a bit watching you gasp and twitch.
>It's obvious by her wicked grin that she is enjoying herself.
>"Perhaps we should let him have some time in the open again?"
>Her horn glows, and you feel your button coming undone and your zipper being pulled down at the same time.
>Your cock is already standing at attention through the hole in your boxers.
>"Oh my. It is larger than before. And so much different than..."
>She lowers herself towards your cock, inspecting it from all angles.
>Using her hoof in some weird fashion that you can't fully comprehend, she wraps around your elongated member and begins slowly moving it up and down.
>Hoofjob get!
>How in the hell it works is just a fucking mystery but it feels incredible.
>You lean back and groan.
>Kyubey, ever the nosey little shit, hops up on the couch and bumps into your head.
>You shoo her away.
>Sorry, but daddy is a little busy at the moment.
>>27476469
>You can feel her warm breath against your dick, her face mere inches away.
>Suddenly, you feel something very wet and warm come into contact with the tip causing your hips to buck a little.
>"My my, so the blue ones dreams about the Wonderbolts were not far from the truth."
>Fucking wow.
>Rainbow douche has wet dreams about the Wonderbolts.
>You don't really care about that now, you are in the middle of what has got to be a dream of your own.
>Her tongue work is amazing, running the length of your rock hard dick and swirling around the tip a few times.
>She must have been watching more than a few dreams to be this good.
>She is off of the couch now, sitting down on her back haunches and working your cock with her front hooves.
>She takes you into her mouth, going about halfway down the shaft before coming back up again.
>"This may be more difficult than I had thought."
>She says with a small giggle.
>You still are unable to respond at the moment outside of the random grunt and groan.
>Any blood you had in your body is currently too busy pumping through your groin.
>You manage to glance down as she goes down for the second time.
>She bobs her head a few times watching your reactions.
>Soon you are completely slick with her saliva and she is making wet sucking noises as she works.
>Every so often, she releases you and jerks you with her hoof while she catches her breath.
>She takes a few heavy breaths and swallows your hot monkey dick once more.
>>27476473
>You haven't had head like this in...well you have NEVER had head like this.
>This is some new level shit for you and you are barely holding out.
>She can tell how excited you are and quickens her pace.
"Fffffffffuck, Luna. I-I...dont think I can..."
>You look down at her and she is looking directly into your eyes with her next statement.
>She releases you again stroking you at a ridiculous pace with her hoof.
>"Fuck? Maybe not quite yet, Anon. But perhaps if you remain on my good side..."
>You are a fair length, above average but not a full on horse cock.
>Even with the help of an extended muzzle, she has a bit of difficulty getting it all in but by the gods, she does it.
>She forces her way down to the hilt, bumping your midsection with her nose.
>You cannot hope to hold back after that.
>Your orgasm hits you like a tsunami.
>You involuntarily buck your hips a few times as pleasure drowns your mind.
>Your cum floods the back of her throat, and she somehow troopers on, pulling your hips toward her mouth with her hooves.
>As the last drip spurts out and your cock spasms for the last time, she finally pulls away from you.
>She swallows a few times and coughs as she speaks.
>"That was *cough cough* MUCH more *cough* than I had expected."
>This kills the Anon.
>You can do nothing but lie there, twitching in your afterglow.
"Hmmuuuuuuunuuuuceee..."
>"Hmhmhmm. Goodnight Anon."
>She whispers into your ear with a long kiss to the cheek.
>Darkness takes over and sleep, ever the greedy bastard, takes you.
G'night fuckers. Hope this provides a decent fapuntil next time at least.
>>27476476
Remember she's a virgin.
Also,i jizzed on the walls
>>27476562
I know. I fully intend to cover that little tid bit later on.yay
>>27474323
>"But do not let it happen a second time. After all, if I am to spend eternity here, I will be a witness if you do."
Can you imagine spending the rest of your life believing there's some hint of magic in the world and never being able to freely entertain yourself or others for fear of your shitposts backfiring?
What fresh hell is this.
>>27476567
>>27476567
Do you have a steam Profile?
>>27476476
>>27476473
>>27476469
>>27476466
>>27475500
Add lewd you fag
>>27476567
Eat her out before you insert dong
>>27477185
This.
Gotta give the princess some special attention.
I'm gonna try something here. It may be the most foolish thing I've ever done.
But I used to be a fat, acne-ridden homophobic emperor of cringe, and now I'm... a pretty decent human being. So anything can happen.
Anyway, here goes...I pick option 2.
>>27477210
>option two
>>27477217
don't you dick with me
>>27477219
Fuck off ss2
>>27477229
why would you call me ss2? you think I produce green or something? you flatter me
all I have is like 3 one-shots under my belt.
>>27477234
ss2 is a faggot
>>27477247
is it because he triggers your autism?
>>27477323
I am not the only one who hates that autistic fag
>>27476476
Wow I should stop writing while high. I can make some decent clop but totally forget to build a rhyme or reason behind it. The easy way out would be to retcon that whole session, but retcons are for Star Wars.
So instead, I'm going to be doing something that doesn't really break the rules but does impose a moderately altered interpretation of them. I will explain next time I have a chance to write later today. Until then, keep her alive. And all writefriendskeep it up!
>>27476720Y-yes I-I do...
>>27476562
>>27476567
uwot?
>2000 years old at least
still a virgin
>>27477513
We want good clop
>>27477600
GET THE FUCK OUT NORMALFAG
>>27477612
nigger I'm a virgin and its absolute madness that I'm 19
So 2000 is just like laws of the universe defying
Like dividing by 0
>>27477628
Shhhhhh, just let it be.
>>27477513
>inb4 dream blowjob
>>27477755
I hope not
>>27477376
petty sure you are. All the replies to him have the same style of writing, hinting towards it only being one person replying to his stuff.
>>27477989
I am not the only one autistic in this world
>>27477210
>and now I'm... a pretty decent human being
Good on you for losing weight and getting rid of that acne. There's nothing wrong with holding onto that third one, though.
>>27476562
>>27477600
Pure unbridled autism
>>27478252
Kys
Luna when?
>>27479213
>>27479901
>>27480096
For triple good luck
>>27479213
>luna when
I'll take the bait
I hope your pretending to be retarded
>>27480438
i was meaning moar of this >>27476476
moar sunhorse when?
>>27477210
>homophobic
If you actually tolerate that shit now you are far from a decent human being
>>27480939
this and
>>27479213
this
>>27479213
>>27480939
Both of these
I need both of these
>One day, Pinkie woke up.
>How surprising.
>This day, however, was different.
“Goooooooooooooooood morning, Gummy!”
>A task that could only be done by one mare, and one mare only. And that was Pinkie.
>She was going to bake a cake.
“Are you ready to bake the most unbelieveable, most stunning, and most perfect cake?!”
>This was a cake that would leave a mare squirming, shivering at her knees at a single bite. A cake that could send all of Equestria into a war just for a taste.
>Pinkie smiled with glee at the thought of this and hopped out of bed, moving about her room to find the proper gear needed to make such an amazing delicacy.
>She threw on her apron, holstered her utensils, and shoved a bowl on her head as if it were a helmet.
“Let’s go, Gummy!”
>It was then that Pinkie was ready, and ran out of her bedroom.
>>27481522
>Jumping off the stairs and rolling into the kitchen, Pinkie landed in front of her counter.
>She stood up, and took off her bowl-helmet and put it on the table.
>Pinkie grabbed all the ingredients she needed and laid them out on the table. She could do this.
>She poured flour, milk, and cracked a few eggs into the bowl and started whisking.
>But then she started whisking faster.
>And faster.
>And faster.
>The world started to twist and turn. Invert. Colours became new colours, objects became new colours.
>Yet she kept whisking.
>And went faster.
>And faster.
>Pinkie's mind felt as if it were melting.
>Her heart seemed to be beating so fast it could burst out of her chest and yet it felt like it wasn't beating at all.
>Everything started to be coated in darkness. Her skin felt like it was starting to crawl and her muscles tensed up. Before she knew it, she was passed out.
>>27481534
>Pinkie arose, vision slowly coming back to her, confused as to what just went on.
“Owie.... what just happened?”
>But being Pinkie, she naturally just flashed a smile and shrugged it off, deciding to just go back to making her cake.
“Oh well! Let's just get back to making our perfect cake, Gummy!”
>Grabbing the whisk and bowl, she hopped up onto the counter.
>But she fell back down. There was no counter to be seen.
>Looking down, she realized her hooves were filled with nothing but thin air.
“Huh?”
>She looked back up only to find that she was on a balcony.
>Pinkie is confused for a second, but realizes that this must be nothing but a prank from a certain pony.
“Haha! Good prank, Dashie!”
>She turns around to find a glass door, slides it open, and jumps right in.
>As soon as Ponka took her first step in, she heard a constant sound of slapping. Pinkie was horrified.
“Rainbow Dash! We believe in Celestia!”
>>27481550
>Before long, a deep voice let out a large moan and the slapping sound ceased.
>Pinkie, completely terrified, jumped behind a couch for cover.
>5 minutes passed before she heard the sound of a door opening.
>A strange green creature looking very satisfied walked out, wearing no pants and some white goo hanging from his green rod.
>Immediately afterwards, Pinkie lost all fear and ran up to the green thing, and got some of the white goo on her hoof.
“Ooooh, what’s this? Can I try some? Can I? Can I? CanICanICanI?”
>Without waiting for an answer, Pinkie shoved her hoof in her mouth and swallowed.
“Mmmmm… Salty! Give me some more! Please?! And some for Gummy too, greenie!”
>The creature stood there with a blank look in his question mark.
>”What”
“Well?! Where is it? Gimme the good stuff!”
>>27481561
Heh. I like this.
>>27481561
fortykeks.jpg
>>27478033
Yeah, the third is still there, in force. Insert the wear-your-quirks-like-armor speech here.
>>27481057
>I didn't read your post, the post
Whatever happened to the catbird story?
fuck me page 9 bump
Gonna post content soon
Quick thing for my green, gonna need more time to write my stuff, as I unfortunately have less time than I thought. I might post before Sunday, but I will most certainly post by then.
>>27476848
I don't really write lewd very well at all. I could write a one-shot if you really wanted, but it'd be pretty shitty.
>>27483641get in the call right now TF or else you're grounded for 2 weeks, mister
>>27467172
>The walk back to your room is the slowest it has ever felt before.
>Usually, you’re looking forward to either getting on the computer after a long day of work or really tired and just want to get to your bed.
>This time though, you just want to abandon ship and do anything but go there.
>How the hell are you going to explain this?
>You could be as vague as possible, but that would only lead to more trouble down the line.
>That pretty much leaves telling the whole truth, or most of it, right to her face.
>At least she’s not violent… right?
>Fuck, you really don’t want to know what getting kicked by a horse feels like.
>Just as you begin sorting out a contingency plan, you are greeted by the sight of your closed bedroom door.
>Taking a deep breath, you open the door.
>Already the novelty of seeing the otherworldly creature in your bedroom is starting to wear off.
>Perhaps it’s because of the current situation.
>Following your usual routine of getting down to eye level, you speak.
“I… may have messed up. Big.”
>The pinked maned mare tilts her head, looking at you curiously.
>”Oh dear, how so..?”
>Another intake of air, a poor attempt to stall for a way to make this situation end well.
“You remember the computer, right?”
>Her gaze follows your hand when you point it towards your PC.
>She nods.
“Well, I remember telling you about a lot of the stuff it can do. One thing that you can do on there is communicate with others and discuss different topics on what we call a message board.”
>You pause again.
>This is something she deserves to hear, even if it causes a divide between your already nearly nonexistent relationship.
“Well, I have no proof of this as of yet, and there are other factors that go into it, but I participated in a discussion on one. I think it may be the reason you are here. Again, I have no proof that this is the case.”
>>27484066
>Trying to remember the rules, you recite them, intentionally leaving out any mention of ponies or Equestria.
“You could either go to another world, or you could bring a being from the other world to you. The catch was that nobody in this world could see them, or they disappear. They weren’t clear on what they meant by it. I…”
>Saying this almost feels like you are confessing to some sort of crime. You sure as hell feel guilty enough for it to have been one.
>You really know you shouldn’t, but it doesn’t help.
“I went under the hypothetical situation that I couldn’t choose not to choose. With that in mind, I chose the second option. A few hours later, I found you.”
>How the hell were you supposed to know this would happen? It’s almost as if you have to tell a little paraplegic girl that her dreams of becoming a ballerina will never come true.
>…Nope, humor isn’t alleviating your tension.
“All in all, it may or may not be entirely my fault for bringing you here. If it is, I’d just like to say I’m sorry. What I’ve done is unforgivable, so I can understand any negative feelings you may hold. Just know that I harbor no ill will.”
>With your speech over, you look at the pony in front of you. It’s hard to gage her response from her face alone, so you just wait for her to speak.
>When you finally do get a change of facial expression, you aren’t sure whether or not to be surprised.
>Instead of the contemplating look she was wearing earlier, now she was giving you that same soft smile that you’ve seen so much before.
>”That’s alright, Anon, you couldn’t have known. I know that you’re a good person.”
>Surprise fills your face.
“How do you know that?”
>Her next statement comes out quickly and confidently.
>”You’ve helped me so much even though you didn’t have to. With all that you’ve done, you’re very… nice.”
>As sickeningly sweet as that was, you can’t help but feel happy at that comment.
“Thank you, Fluttershy. I really appreciate that.”
>>27484070
>The feeling diminishes slightly when you realize you haven’t told her the other reason you don’t want her seen.
>That reason being that humans may or may not have an adverse reaction to seeing her.
“I don’t want to kill the mood, but I feel as if I have to tell you one more thing.”
>Still smiling, she speaks.”
>”Yes?”
“If it turns out you CAN be seen, I really don’t know if I’d recommend it or not.”
>Her eyes go curious again.
>”Why do you say that..?”
“Well… Some of us aren’t so nice. They could do unspeakable things if they find out about a species unheard of to this point. That brings me to another reason. If any scientists are government officials find out about you, you won’t be getting a moment of privacy for the rest of your days.”
>That didn’t set well with her.
>”I um… I don’t think I’d like that.”
“Yeah…”
>Silence falls between you both as the conversation concludes.
>You look around, hoping to find something that would at least reignite some conversation between you both.
>Right now, you can’t take Fluttershy out of this room without having to pass the one with all the workers.
>Guess you’re trapped here for now.
>Sure, you could just go back out and do something else, but that would mean leaving her all alone in your room with next to nothing to do.
>At this moment you really hope that ponies don’t have to pee too often.
>Just when you think that there isn’t anything interesting you remember that you have an entire computer at your disposal.
>Perfect.
>>27484074
Alright, update done. Decided to update the pastebin as well. http://pastebin.com/pfFM3x4d
As always, feel free to tell me what's good and what's not.
>>27484100
Everything's good so far
>>27476476
>You awaken with a jolt.
>Your sleep was fairly dreamless...you think.
>You blink your eyes groggily, and look down to see that your dick is flopped out of your pants, still slightly sticky.
>Nope, guess that wasn't a dream after all.
>...
>............
>Holy shit, you just got the fucking blowjob of a lifetime from what could be considered a god.
>High five bro!
>You zip your pants up and look around for Luna who seems to be missing.
>You turn to see that the guest bedroom door is closed.
>Guess she didn't feel like passing out on the couch again.
>Your stomach grumbles and you decide maybe some breakfast is in order.
>Your meal is made quickly and just as you are plating up some eggs, the guest...well, Luna's, bedroom door opens.
>She walks out to the kitchen and yawns with a large smile planted on her face.
>She is in much higher spirits by the looks of things.
>Though she still does not wear her crown or shoes, and her mane is still a bit ruffled, she looks much better than a week ago.
>She has shed all her bandages by now, fucking magic healers.
>"Good morning Anon. Sleep well?"
"You could say that."
>"Well I for one had wonderful dreams."
>She takes a plate and digs in happily after thanking you.
"Oh yea? What of?"
>"Oh, things from back home."
>Well that, uh, isn't exactly what you had imagined.
>She still has that big smile on her face as she eats.
"Well I didn't have really any dreams. Not after last night."
>She blinks at her plate a few times before answering.
>"Whatever do you mean?"
>...does she not remember?
>She didn't have that much wine, but you aren't entirely sure of her alcohol tolerance.
>Or is she in some kinda denial about sucking you off on the couch?
>Or is she just trying to forget the whole thing ever happened?
>>27485228
>You consider for a moment just not bringing it up until you remember that you seriously just don't give a fuck anymore.
"...uh...the couch? You know the whole thing with the...and you...?"
>You motion with your hands as if you were pressing an invisible head down on yourself.
>Just the thought of it again is enough to make your blood rush.
>She does a spit take with her glass of water and her cheeks go red.
>"Th-th-that...I c-couldn't have...not in reality."
"Uh...no that really did happen, I woke up on the couch still and my pants were undone and...you alright?"
>Small tears are forming in the corners of her eyes.
>Wow, is she seriously that embarrassed about giving what was clearly not her first blowjob?
>"I have...never performed such an act before. As one of royal blood, I was forbidden to perform any lewd acts with any of our subjects."
>She says in a wavering voice.
>Your bullshit detectors are so far off the charts, there are even bullshit meters in Bejing that are flickering.
>You aren't a complete fucking neckbearded virgin, you have gotten some sloppy head from a virgin or two in your college days.
>Hell, you've had head from women who were far from virgins even, and not a single one of them came anywhere close to being as good as last night.
"Forgive me if I withhold my belief..."
>Okay, she is actually kind of crying now you massive douche.
>You get up and awkwardly scoot around to her side.
>You pat her on the shoulder a couple times.
"Uh, hey. It's fine. I'm not technically one of your subjects so it's not...THAT big a deal. If it makes you feel any better, it was...really really good..."
>Your voice trails off at the last bit.
>She looks up at you and smacks you with a wing.
>She is less teary and more pouty now.
>Okay, that's a bit better.
>You reach over and boop her on the nose for good measure.
>Yea motherfucker, you just booped the moon princess.
>>27485230
>She blinks a couple times at you then a half smile forms.
"Seriously though, I refuse to believe that was your first time doing that. That was way too good."
>She looks down at her plate again as you return to your seat, the redness never leaving her cheeks.
>"...t'was not really my first experience. But it was a first real physical encounter."
>You don't have a clue what the hell she is on about.
"That doesn't make a bit of sense."
>"As the princess of the night, I oversee all the ponies of my kingdom as they slumber and watch their dreams. They do not always have such innocent dreams. Rainbow Dash is quite the lewd one indeed..."
>She quickly glances up for a reaction from you before continuing.
>"...and many others as well. Since long ago, I have seen the dreams of many a young colt, filly, stallion, and mare alike. Even the griffons, Minotaurs, and other creatures who enter our lands have had a naughty dream before. I have bared witness to a great many of them."
>She shifts uncomfortably under your gaze.
>"Th-there were...a few moments when...I had indulged in the pleasures of...others'...um..."
>She looks away now.
>...bruh.
>She has not only been watching every candid wet dream and fetish of every pony and griffon and fucking EVERYTHING in Equestria, but she's sometimes been the one fucking them in their dreams.
>For hundreds, if not, thousands of years.
"...that's kinda hot."
>A look of absolute bewilderment crosses her face.
>>27485233
>"H-hot...?...w-well...since it IS simply a dream and I can enter in an ethereal form, it seemed...harmless to enjoy the festivities of another's imagination. There was never any real physical contact. At first, I would enter as another form entirely to better match a ponies dream and fantasies. However, there were others who could not manage to escape from a dream that continually tortured them for days on end. I found it was often easiest to shift their thoughts to something...happier instead."
>You shift a bit to conceal you somewhat tented pants.
"So...if someone was having a rough week with a nightmare, you'd go in and...?"
>You form a circle with your index finger and thumb with the one hand and motion your other finger going in and out of said hole.
>"Must you be so vulgar?"
"You know, after a confession like that, I don't think I'm the only one with a dirty mind here anymore."
>She halfheartedly glares at you.
"And you thought that last night was just another one of your dream sesxcapades?"
>She doesn't answer for a long while.
>"It seemed so. The alcohol made it feel like it was a dream."
>This just raises new questions.
"But something doesn't really make any sense."
>She looks at you half fearful, half wondering.
"I though in the rules, sex doesn't exist in Equestria."
>She ponders this line of thought.
>>27485235
>"It was confusing to me as well. S-...Sexual acts and...sex have existed in Equestria far longer than even my sister or I."
"Then that means Option 1 never really existed?"
>"Unless there is in fact a realm similar to my own. One that has no sexual organs at all. I wonder how that realm would produce offspring?"
>You rub your temples at the mention of multiverses.
>This was weird enough, you didn't want to think about a bunch of sperglords from all over the planet currently in their own realities of ponies after picking option 1.
"Alright, whatever. It happened. And Luna...gat dayum."
>Luna gets up and starts moving towards the kitchen floating her dirty plate along with her and dumping it in the sink.
>She stands there for a moment with her back to you.
>"...it was enjoyable."
>She mumbles quickly and scurries back to her room not looking at you the whole way.
>You decide to go be a loser by yourself while she calms down.
>An old classic rage inducing game is in order.
>You boot up the computer and start playing some Battlefield.
>Time to make some tanks run in fear of your asshating ways.
>>27485237
>The next couple hours consist of you doing just that.
>You are kind of a dick when it comes to games like these.
>Is there a way to screw with the game so explosives do a majority of the work for you?
>You are gonna find it and utilize the fuck out of it.
>The sounds of explosions, gunfire, and evil cackling rouses an embarrassed pony from her hiding.
>Luna sneaks up from behind you and watches as you guide a bike off of a ramp towards a rampaging APC.
>You jump off at the perfect moment and hit the detonator for the C4 you covered the bike with.
>It bursts into a fiery explosion taking the tank with it, points scroll across your screen.
"Get fucking wrecked faggot."
>"This is what you do for entertainment? Simulated warfare? Your kind really is barbaric."
"Yea well it's much more entertaining than real war. Graphics are great, but there ain't any respawn points."
>"I do not understand."
"Well sit your big blue booty down in this chair, and I'll show you."
>"..."
"..."
>"...is my posterior really that large?"
Next time on The Shitty Adventures of Anon and Luna (a.k.a. The Man and the Moon...? Whatever. Both titles kinda work.) Luna turns into a vidya playing weeb?
Gib feedbacks plox. Any games or weeb shit you would like to hear about Luna experiencing?Other than more lewd. It's always gonna be on the table just spread out over the story. Meat and potatoes first, then desert children.
>>27485265
>dessert.
Fuck I am a retard.
>>27485265
Awesome as always :)
Maybe some dark fantasy games like warhammer or warhammer40k? Shame she cannot meet other people/ ponies - role-playing games could be sweet.
O! I know, Cards against humanity!
>>27485265
She's still a virgin tho, right?
Btw can't wait for moar gamerluna.
>>27485526
Obsessed much?
>>27485542
I have this fetish
>>27484074
Make her sad so anon canwhite knighther fucking face off
>>27485244
>an iteration of gamer luna that's actually good since Two Best Sisters
CONTINUE, FUCKTARD
>>27485244
>"...is my posterior really that large?"
welp, I had sides, they're gone now
>>27485265
You could have Luna play Dark Souls. A fantasy type setting would be more familiar to her. She could enjoy the aesthetics of different areas in the game. Not to mention Gwyndolin and Gwynevere would remind her of her and her sister respectively.
>>27485265
Let her play something that won't traumatized her. Start with something simple like autism blocks or whatever, then as she gets used to it, move her into more violent games like Battlefield. Maybe show her horror games such as Amnesia?
>>27485265
Civilization IV Caveman 2 Cosmos mod
>>27485244
>The Man and the Moon...?
Well with the way this story works you'll be able to soon call it The Man ON the Moon.
>>27485244
But jokes aside, this is a really good story. I look forward to it all the time.
>>27485752
This
>>27485752
>Luna reaches Anor Londo
>Expect her to join DMB's
>She asks you where Gwyndolin is
>Guide her to the darkmoon tomb
>Immediately runs through the fog to fight Gwyndolin
>There can be only one
>>27485265
Game:>>27485752
Weeb shit:jojo
>>27488962
>Dark Souls and Jojo
Are you me?
>>27485244
Slap her on the ass and tell her its all in proportion and have her play Civ V
>>27489058
Maybe.
>>27465359
>pick Option one
>ask them how they process waste without genitals
>get booted for "sexual" reasons
3/10 It's okay. - IGN
>>27486501>Not Man IN the Moon
FFS
>>27490164
Shit you're right. I blame that on having just woken up.
More of my shit coming up soon, so that's something.
>>27490565
gtfo
>>27490565
-ayy-
>>27490565
It ain't shit though. I find it enjoyable.
>>27490606
Here's that samefag again.
>>27471530
>You look at Celestia, practically pleading for understanding.
>This is it. Your life is over, if it weren't already. You'd be thrown in a prison to rot.
>You only wish you could have made amends with someone.
>Though as quickly as Celestia's face had gone stern, it fades into a small smile.
>She whispers something to Luna, who too lightens her expression into one of neutrality.
>Celestia looks back at you once more, still smiling slightly.
>"Kayge, I think I am beginning to understand your situation now."
"W-Wait what? I'm not in trouble?"
>"How could somepony be in trouble for something not their fault?"
>You look around the room, confused at this revelation.
"But-But I thought you were gonna put me in jail, or worse..."
>Celestia walks toward you.
>"Now why would I do that? It is easy to just have somepony thrown in jail without looking into it. Let's just say I don't like the easy path."
>She lifts the book up and over to you.
>"I will need some time to completely digest this, but know you will not be in trouble."
>Luna sighs.
>"My sister is right. You truly have done nothing wrong knowingly."
>You nearly collapse from the relief of not being fucked three ways from Sunday.
>Spike, who must've passed out somewhere around the time you were thrown into the table, starts to stir.
>"Hmm? What happened?"
>Celestia puts on a bigger smile for Spike.
>"Kayge will explain it to you in a little while, Spike."
>You try to give the biggest stink eye you can, but are too overwhelmed with relief to muster it.
>Why are you always drafted for this shit?
>>27490673
>Spike decided to make a cup of tea for Luna and Celestia, who politely declined after stating they had important business to attend to.
>They are about to leave, and as Spike is making some tea for himself, you rush over to Celestia.
>She stops to let you speak.
"Th-Thank you for understanding."
>She smiles again.
>"Kayge, I always try to understand my subjects complaints before making a decision."
>You are about to walk away, satisfied with the response, but something else catches your mind.
"I have to ask, what other humans have you seen?"
>Her smile fades.
>"I can tell you that you definitely wouldn't want to know some of them."
>You must've had a worried look on your face.
>What did she even mean by that? It spooked you to your core to think about it.
>Celestia lets out a little laugh to break the tension.
>"Do not worry about it! That has passed, and they are home now."
>You nod, not quite convinced.
>"Expect a letter from me soon, however. I will try my best to get something done for you."
>She walks out the open door, and a minute later you can here her chariot take off.
>A wave of exhaustion takes over. You find the nearest chair and sit down.
>Spike walks back in with two cups to find you alone.
>You look over to him, his face full of confusion.
>"Care to explain about all this?"
>You wipe your hand down your face, pulling a bit of sweat down with it.
"Where should I start?"
>>27490699
>Once you got back to Fluttershy's cabin, after explaining everything to the dragonshit twice of course, all Hell broke loose.
>Well, as much as it could from Fluttershy that is.
>She was mad. Mad that you left the house without permission. Mad that you didn't even say where you went.
>"I told you that you could leave only with me. What if you caused some trouble you didn't know you would cause?!"
"Oh I caused some shit all right. Some real shit."
>She said nothing for a few moments; You were eating a salad. It sucked, but it was all you really had.
>In a frustrated huff, she finally spoke.
>"Where did you even go?!"
>You choke on your salad.
>"Well?"
>Hoo boy. Here we go.
"To be honest, I went to the library."
>Fluttershy's face softened slightly.
>"So you found out about Twilight, didn't you?"
>You nod to Fluttershy.
>"Sorry for not telling you earlier. I didn't think it would be necessary."
"Nope, it's fine. I'm just as much of a piece of shit. I... I've been hiding something too. About the book."
>"What about the book?"
>You explain to Fluttershy everything about it. How it's magic, how it's connected to your appearance and most importantly it's connection to Twilight.
>She is silent for a good while, you getting more salad in the time it took her to speak.
>"I... I don't understand much of that stuff myself, but thank you for being honest. If you don't mind, I think I should tell my friends. I-If you"
"I understand, I guess. Go ahead, I promise I'll stay here."
>"Pinkie Promise?"
>You put your hands on the table, looking intently at Fluttershy, who walked back a bit.
>Taking a deep breath, you give your answer.
"Nigga, I wouldn't do that shit if you held me at knifepoint. Fuck's wrong with y'all? Pinkie Promise; fucking autistic."
>She frowns.
>"Glad to see you're still Kayge."
I have almost 2.5k words worth of stuff in my backlog. Should I polish it and release it soon?
>>27490616
Thanks. It really helps my motivation to hear this sort of thing.
>>27490616
>samefag
>>27490763
I like it, keep going
i want moar luna
3 because that will never happen.
>>27490763
POLISH, FUCKER
salty bump
>>27466244
>her body still produces waste
>she will die a painful and slow death unless you perform surgery on her to make a new hole since you can't bring her to a doctor
>>27465359
>ALL THESE OPTION 2 FAGS
Alright listen up. I'll take option one.
>You are the only one of your kind and is easily accepted into Equestrian society.
>You can become friends with all the ponies you've ever wanted to, and live an easy life.
Already this option is the fucking tits mate. This is basically "choose your waifu" the anime, the game, the movie.
>The catch is, sex does not exist.
>You will still have your junk, but the ponies will not have anything.
Oi m8, yu avin a giggle?
Well guess what? I'll take the magic fucking mirror with my waifu back to my world, because all your prompt says is that
">You cannot convince them to do anything sexual, because if you do, you will be sent back to earth."
Firstly I won't be convincing a "pony" to do anything and because they aren't ponies that means they have genitals now.
Oh and "Send me back to earth"? Oh go ahead, I'll already be there getting head from my new waifu.
Suck it plebs.
>>27492677
out
>>27492677
oh hey there, mr,
>>All you want is responses you don't give a shit about the characters or anything else from the show.
>>You have no waifu, and you have no soul, fucking kill yourself.
guy
please, take your own advice. and nobody wants to read your stories.
wanting moar luna lewd
>>27492677
Quality b8, m8. For your efforts, yu are awarded the tear reservoirs of these two souls.
>>27492780
>>27492787
More incoming. At least 2. And I'm not anon so sorry if I disappointed you.
>>27490763
[Perspective Switch: TWILIGHT SPARKLE]
>Late at night sleeping on the sofa. Or was it a couch?
>The book had a big grip on your interest. Something about it bothered you.
>All this time there had to be something that let you write across dimensions.
>Magic, sure. But what good does it do if you don't understand it?
>And if you understand it, you could harness it.
>It perplexed you. If you could, it would be a breakthrough.
>But you had no idea where to start.
>Only one place, it seems.
>You grab the book, taking it to the dining table to focus.
>Focusing your magic onto the book, it begins to glow brighter than a sparkler.
>Other than that, nothing much of note happens for at least an hour.
>It's beginning to take a lot out of you.
"Ugh, I need to figure out this thing's magical frequency. If I can do that, we might understand how it works."
>You slam your face on the table. The force of it knocks something over.
>Looking up, you see it's just a radio. Nothing special. Two way.
>It's pretty old by the looks of it. At least 4 years.
>The knob of one of the tuners is broken off, revealing the inner metal one.
>You fiddle with it, setting both radios to the same frequency.
"Testing! 1, 2! 1, 2!"
>>"Testing! 1, 2! 1, 2!" It replies back.
>However old, it's been through Tartarus and back.
>The black plastic is scratched up, and a chip of it is missing entirely on one.
>Like it's been tossed around.
>You think back to the book, and then the radio.
>The concept of frequencies, magical and radio ones.
>Then, it hits you.
"What if I try to tune one of these to the book's magical frequency? Then maybe I can actually talk to my friends!"
>It seemed pretty far fetched, even for magic. Not to mention the risks of breaking the radio. It's not like you could find another.
>But it was worth a shot. As long as you could talk to them.
"This might take a while, but it sure will be worth it if it works!"
>Time to get to work.
>>27494333
[Perspective Switch: KAYGE]
>A week later, and you finally got the letter from Princess Celestia.
>It had been an absolute fuckshow of a week.
>After Fluttershy told her friends, they wanted to visit more often to get a chance to write to Twilight in your book.
>In the process, you got to meet Rainbow Dash. Ugh.
>Her first words to you were, "What's with the giant freak?" to which you replied,
"What's with the giant rainbow cunt?"
>You actually got along most with her, surprisingly. She understood your sense of humor to some degree and tolerated your language.
>But the moment you did this to one of her friends, she was mad.
>And it took some skill to get her to calm down.
>The instant they would arrive, they'd all ask for a turn with the book.
"What the fuck do you all think this is, a bathroom stall in a kindergarten?"
>Besides, even if they did use the book, Twilight would only respond with: "Busy right now. Write back later."
>It had been that way for the last week. You wondered what could be so important that she wouldn't even talk to her friends.
'Guess it isn't so bad. Don't need to report in all the time.' you think.
>Though, you did have to listen to the other ponies whine about it. That certainly sucked a fat one.
>Something that struck out to you was the looks on their faces, however. Dejected, sad, maybe even lonely.
>As much as you hated whining, you couldn't let someone be this upset. You weren't a total dick.
>Soon after toning your bitterness down to a safe 4, you were able to reassure them that you'd let them know the moment Twilight said anything.
>They'd leave, you'd eat lunch. It was a mutual time waster, so it didn't matter how long it took. You used it to bypass boredom.
>You sort of understood what they were feeling.
>You knew what it was like to have someone disappear from your life.
>>27494352
>Back to the letter.
>You had been sleeping soundly in the guest bed. Probably the best sleep you'd ever gotten, too.
>Suddenly you hear a crash come from the other side of the room, promptly jolting you awake.
>You knew this day would come. You knew and you still weren't prepared.
>Grabbing the nearest object that could be misconstrued as a giant spiky dildo, you wield it like a baseball bat, ready to shove it up the anus of anyone who dared break in.
>As your eyes adjust from sleep, you see however that it was not a pony burglar with an affinity for cactus dildos, nor was it someone who broke in at all.
>It was an owl who had flown through the open window. For some reason it's always open the next morning when you try and close it, so you stopped trying.
>The memories of all the owls you wanted to strangle outside for being too loud clouds your vision for a split second, causing you to grip the cactus by it's pot even tighter.
>You calm down however, and see that it has a scroll.
>As it's daze disappears, it flies toward you, dropping the scroll into your free hand.
>How it did that perfectly, you have no idea.
>It sticks around to let you read and possibly respond to it. The scroll, once opened, reads:
>"Dear Kayge Wilkes, I have cordially invited you to Canterlot for a meeting with Princess Luna and I. Please, bring Twilight Sparkle's friends along with you. Be prepared to stay through the night. Meeting starts at 3."
>Princess Celestia.
>You actually had forgotten about her letter a few days after she told you about it. She sure took her sweet time.
>It was here now, though. Better late than never as they always say.
>Reaching for the book, you make sure to tell Twilight that you were visiting the princesses along with her friends.
>You had already mentioned the letter after you were told about it, but this is the first time she said anything of substance back.
>>"Perfect! Couldn't ask for better timing!"
>>27494379
And that's it for a while. Need to get my backlog back up to a safe number of posts.
Any critique would be wonderful, so long as it doesn't consist of, "It's shit." and nothing on how to make it better..
>>27492677
k
Bumping with shit news. Can't do story tonight. Have to be up early for bullshit. Will post moar tomorrow.
>>27496154
we love you anyway
>>27492631
>it's just a hole with no sphincter
>shit just falls out of it whenever
I've seen too much shit to put up with this crap.
>>27466244
>>27492631
>>27496739
SUNBUTT WHEN?
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>>27497893
Been thinking about doing a Rarity green of this... Would anyone be interested?
>>27499329
yes
>>27499329
Go for it.
>>27499358
>>27499427
>>27499446
Alright... I guess I'll get to work on it.
Expect a release tonight.
>>27499543
Looking forward to it.
>>27500294
>>27500716
sugar rump bump
>>27502829
>not writing green
Fucked up work day. So fucking done. Tactical green incoming!
>MFW I really like all of your suggestions for Luna's fall into Weeabo status.
>MFW I am a massive faggot who has not played Dank Souls myself so don't really know any of the story of it.
>MFW I would totally fucking write about itmaybe if I play it a bit myself or I guess watch a playthrough or something? I don't know, how much is it on Steam right now?
>>27503491
$69.99 CAD, which in USD would be $53.50.
>>27503491
Torrent it, bitch
>>27504221
Not sure about him, but I don't think I'd like a virus on my computer.Even if it isn't a virus, we don't want to be thieves, do we now?
>>27504304
>thieves
>game that's over 5 years old
>still in circulation
>>27504315
That certainly is an old gif.
>It was a calm morning when you woke up in your bed
>Such a strange dream last night
>It was fading quickly from your memory already, but you recall that one moment of true happiness
>In the land you've always wanted to see, hugging your waifu
>Heh, like that'll ever happen.
>Eyes opening fully, and the ceiling coming into focus, you sigh warily
>The slightly distant thuds and creaks echoing from above betrayed your mother was awake and getting ready for her day
>And like the little slob you were, you lived in your basement...
>Well, it wasn't THAT bad
>It was a quite full basement apartment. Bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, even a couple spare rooms you've set up as a gaming room and a gym. Quiet neighborhood too.
>Given your circumstances, paying for half of the rent and whatever utilities [your mother insisted] you used wasn't that bad of a tradeoff.
>Despite the meager job
>Throwing the depressing thoughts out of you mind, you slide out of your covers and you walk the whole 3 steps to your computer and press the power switch
>You step out to your kitchen, grab a drink to wash the morning taste out of your mouth, and seat yourself back at your now booted computer.
>You pull up your browser of choice, and through long reinforced habit, navigated to your favorite imageboard in mere seconds
>You smirk slightly to yourself as a catalog of colorful miniature horses accompanied by shitposts and arguments aplenty, discussing the childrens' show that somehow enchanted every autist on the planet to love it
>Including you, but it was worth it, you justified merrily
>You browse a few threads to check to see if anything or updated during your slumber
>Particularly taking your time going through the threads talking about your favorite white horse, Rarity
>With her charm, her sense of self, and that sweet, sweet voice, it made you question why a lot of others didn't like her as much
>>27504942
>Not to mention she certainly flaunts herself better than every other pony in that show, that marshmallow butt don't lie!
>You saved a few images you haven't seen yet, thankful yet again that the content still flowed like water through this fandom, before you catch one last thread
>Oh, what's this?
>There was a knock at your front door, followed quickly by it opening
>"Anon!"
>Well thanks for just barging in, Mom. At least she knocked this time...
>You turn in your chair to catch her peek her head through your bedroom door, slightly stressed as usual
>"This is short notice, but I'll be heading out until very late. I'm gonna have a night out with an old friend of mine after work today. Could you actually not be lazy and take out the trash tonight?"
"Yeah, sure Mom."
>"I'm serious. You've missed the garbage truck for the past two weeks and the bin is already overflowing as it is!"
>You wave her off.
"Yeah, yeah. Don't worry about it. It's my day off today anyways so I got time."
>She gives you the same sour look she always gives when you reassure her, before looking around for a moment
>"And clean your room. It's a pig stye in here!"
>She slid back out and slammed your front door behind her
>You mockingly mouth that phrase to yourself before rolling your eyes
"Love you too, Mom."
>Your room wasn't THAT messy. You didn't dare look to confirm though.
>As you hear her car start and pull out of the garage, you get back to the thread you were just reading and continue where you left off
>Ah, here we go, a hypothetical question thread. Fun time waster.
>It presented two options to choose
>One was to live in an Equestria without genitals, or sex of any kind
>Or have your favorite brought to your house, who will inevitably fall in love
>Only catch being no one else could see her and she'd disappear
>The first one was real convincing, you mean... You did just have a dream about that
>Hugs and cuddles forever
>>27504948
>But no fugs
>But would you be able to keep a pony in your place for any length of time?
>Your mother was quite the nosy type and checked if you even made a weird noise
>Perhaps you could make it last long enough for one night
>But then what'd happen to her?
>What'd she even think of you, at least at first?
>Eh, what the hell, it's not like it's actually gonna happen right?
>You post in the thread, option 2 all the way with Rarara
>You hit the submit button and prepare for the captcha to pop up
>Except, instead of the annoying gallery of pictures that you have to play a matching game on to let you post, a white square pops up in the middle of the screen
>Two words slowly type themselves into the middle of the white square
***CHOICE ACCEPTED***
>wt actual f?
>Suddenly the fans of your computer went silent suddenly, along with your screen going black.
>You stared at your dim reflection on the screen for a couple seconds before you realized your computer was turned off and you looked down to confirm the tower was down as well
>Could have been a power surge, since there wasn't even a blue screen
>Unless it's some new virus thing that some faggot is spreading through 4chan of all places
>But why the acceptance message?
>As you ask this, a loud thud sounded just outside your room door
>Aw crap. And now someone was trying to break in?!
>Hacking before robbing... Were you getting raided by the police!?
>But you didn't even download that foalcon porn!
>Regardless, you spring to your feet and reach under your pillow, grabbing a small revolver
>Years of browsing /k/ have taught you well!
>Well, more reading silly greentext weapon stories and a couple of posts in advice threads for what gun to buy in case this happens
>You've only gone to the range with it a couple times, but it was loaded and you know what bits to press to make it go bangy and put a hole in something, so it will have to do
>>27504954
>You sneak to the edge of your open room door as action movie like as you could muster
>Thank you John Wick
>Gun raised, you step out into the open and look around, aiming anywhere a burglar may be hiding
>But there seemed to be no disturbances anywhere... Front door was closed, tv was still there, you still had that large burlap sack on your living room floor...
>Wait, you never bought a giant sack!
>You jump back as you realize the new object in your humble abode, pointing the gun at it shakily
"H-Hello? Anyone there? I've... I've got a gun!"
>There was no reply
>You take a couple steps closer to the sack
>Your heart was leaping out of your chest
>You step past the sack, which was pretty sizable. Large enough to fit a large child or small adult comfortably
>And there was something almost as big in there. You dared not look in yet though.
>Was it moving? Or was that nerves?
>You decide to examine it later and move your attention to keep moving through your house and check each room to make sure.
>You even looked the air ducts, as impossibly small as they would be to fit into
>There seemed to be nothing else out of place, every room was cleared, and you even made sure the door was undamaged
>So you turn your attention back to the sack
>You keep the gun raised, in case it was some sort of sneak attack or animal in there as you slowly move towards it
>It... it WAS moving! Well, more breathing.
>Grip even harder on your revolver, you reach your leg out and prod it with your toe
>It felt a bit soft. Warm and fleshy, like a large dog
>Better not be a dog. Your mom already has a small one and he doesn't do well with other pets
>Do you dare look inside?
>>27504961
>Was it that thread you just replied to? Was this real?
>No, it couldn't be...
>Please no.
>You may be an adult, but you weren't ready for responsibility of this caliber yet!
>Either way, you found your hand already slowly reaching out to the opening of the bag
>You moved the flap of cloth to the side, and felt your heart sink
>A tuft of almost unnaturally purple hair showed through
>Underneath, something very white
>Oh no
>Oh nonononononono
>NO!
>You dropped the gun and were on the floor scooting away, jaw dragging on the ground
>You couldn't believe it
>She was... She was REAL
>In your... your living room.
>A real life pony
>And the one that you liked the most, to boot!
>What... What the hell were you even thinking, Anon?!
>Why did you have to respond to that stupid thread?!
>She'll never last here!
>You could move out of here, and run away
>You'd be able to find some apartment nearby and survive with much less food money, but
>There's two mouths to feed... and for how long?
>How long until she's caught? And what happens to her once she disappears?
>So many things going through your mind, you could barely even get yourself to breathe
>You raised your hands to your head, and looked around, not knowing what to do
>Before you passed out, you thought
>Okay
>Anon
>You had a whole day to figure this out
>Calm down and think this through
>Was Rarity even okay?
>You at least hope she wasn't badly hurt while you've been panicking and ignoring her
>You crawl back to the bag and slowly open the opening a bit more
>The tuft of hair peeking out led to a fuller, well curled and quite lustrous mane
>Fighting the urge to run your fingers through the soft looking hair, you pull it down further
>White, soft fur, a bony horn coated in a soft velvet, large ears
>You pull it past her face, revealing those thick (possibly fake) eyelashes, framed with that light blue eyeshadow, and finally that totally boopable muzzle
>>27504968
>It was just like she popped out of the cartoon, but she now had dimension. Tangibility. Life.
>At least, better looking than any artist's attempt at turning a cartoon to a real object.
>Perhaps the fur was covering any bruising and blemishes, but there was a small and rather fresh cut behind her ear, as if she was hit by something blunt and hard
>Perhaps she put up a fight before she was captured by whoever dropped her at your house
>That bastard
>But that was Rarity for you. Girl won't go down without a few good hits
>You pulled the sack down as far as you could, about to her shoulder, before it got to the point where you'd have to pick her up, which you didn't dare
>What if she's really injured?
>Alright Anon, time to rethink this.
And that's all for tonight. If you're liking it so far, then I'll probably continue sometime in the next two days.
I'll post the pastebin by that time too
>>27504981
Oh hell yes! Something about the way it's written really appeals to me. It's good!
One word of advice, try to use punctuation on the end of regular sentences. It makes it easier to distinguish one line's separation from the next. Other than that I really like it. Has it's own flare in my opinion. Good work!
>>27503491
MFW I didn't even post a face.
>>27485244
"...I plead the 5th."
>"Wha-"
"GEE what to play? So many options, so much nostalgia, and oh so much time to do it all."
>You exit out of Battlefield, and think hard about what you should start her off with.
>Some of the modern day games could be considered pretty complicated, especially for a being who has no real concept of human technology.
>What could you start her off with that isn't very violent, complicated, or difficult to understand?
>Oh here we go...
>You bust out an old friend of yours, an NES controller with a USB adapter.
>Shit was dirt cheap on eBay.
"Here, hold this."
>You absentmindedly hand the controller towards her while finding and starting your emulator.
>Luna tentatively reaches out a hoof and you place it there.
>She stands there looking between you and the controller, with an eyebrow raised.
>You pick the game you have in mind and your inner child jumps for joy.
>You reach out a finger and press the 'A' button on the controller still in Luna's hoof.
>Her ears perk as the oh so familiar song begins.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RT3NA5Q08mk
>"...what would you have me do?"
"Well play the game. Duh. You don't really have fingers or thumbs, but I figure you have enough magical dexterity to work the buttons."
>She hovers the controller out of her hoof and eyes it closely.
>Ever so gently, the A button is pressed down with her magic.
>She looks up at the sound of the jumping.
>She presses it several more times, the and the sounds follow.
>Her face brightens up a bit.
>"This sound is quite amusing."
>She admits happily.
>She jumps several more times as you look over at her still standing form.
"Well give the other buttons a try too. And take a seat. You won't regret it."
>You swivel the chair towards her, beckoning for dat plot.
>You get a nice eyeful as she spins about, plopping her phat ass down.
>>27505027
>She has some difficulty at first, as the chair spins just past the screen and you help guide her back.
>She begins pressing other buttons starting with the B button and moving on when she finds that it does nothing at first.
>Jumping up and down: Check
>Running back and forth: Check.
>Getting wrecked by very first Goomba encounter:...triple check.
>She glares at the game over screen.
>"Well it was fun until that small mushroom creature defeated me."
"Errr try it again. Only this time, try using a few of the buttons at the same time."
>She ponders this a second, before you can practically see the light-bulb dinging above her head.
>She presses the A button and begins moving forward.
>Just as Mario comes within...er...pixels of the little brown bastard, she hits the A button and goes soaring above it's head.
>"Haha! You have been bested small mushroom creature!"
>Beetus.hnnnng
>Luna continues to move and jump about as the Goomba strolls off the screen, bumping into the bricks and introducing her to a plethora of enjoyable new sounds.
>She tries running away as the power mushroom begins moving about but misses when it bounces of the first pipe and runs into her.
>She is happily surprised when instead of death, the small red clad character grows slightly.
>She is transfixed and you can't help but grin stupidly as you watch her determined face glued to the screen.
>She continues bouncing about when you pipe up.
"Alright. Now when you are moving around, hold the B button."
>Following your advice, she begins running around at a much faster pace.
>A grin begins forming on her face.
>She gets a little further before running into the next few enemies and jumps up avoiding one but running into the next.
>She begins running around as her character shrinks down and begins blinking.
>In her panicked jumping and hopping, she accidentally drops down onto one of the heads of the Goombas.
>>27505047
>As it squishes down and the points pops up above it's head, she gasps.
>"I...I have slain one of them."
"Sorta. Now jump on the others before they get you."
>"Is it necessary?"
"I guess you don't TECHNICALLY have to, but it makes the game a hell of a lot easier if you don't try to do the whole pacifist thing. They get annoying enough, eventually you don't even think about it anymore."
>"The first one WAS infuriating..."
"And that's exactly how a 7 year old me started on the warpath towards absolute conquest over all enemies both real and pixelated."
>She raises an eyebrow to you and giggles.
>"Your younger self sounds much like me at a younger age. Determined for victory over all who opposed my sister and I. We accomplished so much then, Celestia and I."
>She looks off into the distance over your shoulder, lost in her thoughts of years long past.
>"Tis still difficult to believe I may never see my sister again..."
>Tears begin forming at the corners of her eyes again and her smile drops as does your heart.
"Hey..."
>She looks to you sadly.
"I know you don't wanna hear this but...I am sorry. I would take back what I did in a heartbeat if I could."
>You look down guiltily.
>"I know you would."
>>27505054
>She wipes her eyes quickly, swiveling around to you and placing the controller on the desk.
>"But that would also mean never meeting your 'favorite pony', correct?"
"If it meant making sure you were happy, it'd be worth it."
>Damn nigga, got a fedora to tip while you're at it?
>"...you are far more kind than I deserve."
>She slightly blushes at your faggoty ass comment.
>"Am I truly your...favorite?"
"Well, yea. Moon horse is best princess. Oh, and the nighttime is amazing."
>She is leaning towards you looking into your eyes.
>You sit there on the edge of your bed completely mesmerized by those large blue orbs that grow larger and larger...
>You can feel her warm breath on your face.
>Both of your eyes close as her lips come into contact with yours and lock together in an intense kiss.
>Just as suddenly as it happens, she pulls back with a quick gasp and looks around the room quickly.
>"Ahem! Yes! Well, jumping on their heads is the easiest solution, yes? Then I shall strike down mine foes without impunity!"
>...oooookay.
>Left field much?
"Yea that uh...that's the best way to go about it."
>Several hours are dumped into the next few hours of teaching her the basics.
>She catches on to using fireballs and stars pretty quickly.
>By the time she makes the final leap towards the flag, she is beaming.
>"Ha! I am victorious!"
"Way to go! First time beating the first stage feels pretty good doesn't it?"
>"You mean there is more?"
>There is that happy look again.
"Oh yea. A LOT more."
Aight that's all I got in me for now. Maybe more a little later on.
>>27505067
Das adorable
>>27505077
Thanks desu. I try.
I still feel like I'm kinda rushing the relationship between them a bit, Luna being 2000 years old and all, but this is a shit greentext story on an image board and we have somehot pony pussy pounding actionto get to. That said, I should just stop taking it to seriously.
>>27465359
Option 1
and
Step 1: Go to Equestria
Step 2: Be friend of all ponies
Step 3: Get a house
Step 4: Steal the princess crown
Step 5: Sell it or ask for a reward
Step 6: ???
Step 7: Profit
>>27505155
I'd say you are rushing the relationship a bit. Some of the interactions seem forced. Other than that it's coming along nicely. Don't know why you think it's shit.
>>27505067
shes too fucking qt
>>27504304
not that anon, but you only get viruses if you're retarded and dont know where to look
the mass majority of my games are torrented and i havent had an antivirus for a year, in order to save resources for said games.
>>27505327
>you only get viruses if you're retarded
^He's right
>>27505327
Unlocked.red
Here's your Torrents
>>27505217
CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM! I'll look into changing my writing style a bit to better develop them both as characters. I need to 'show don't tell' better.
