Age Difference Thread 10

>>25876820
anybody got the Applejack green?

>>25876820
Wooooo!
It's not Eddition this time!

>>25876938
We did done done it.

Now to wait for writefags.
After christmas........
It's going to be a slow day.

>>25877482
Good thing I celebrate Christmas on the night of the 24th then, huh?

>>25877482
I'll write some more tommorrow after visiting some with family.

>>25877719
Yay!
>>25877731
More Yay!

>>25877731
Merry Christmas

The only green we need today would be colts and fillies wrapped up like a present.
For some stallions or mares.
Or Young Adult mares and Stallions for Dilfs and Milfs.

>>25877719
Me too, but I just wont be back from my family until the 27th.
Hope everyone's either had or will have a nice Christmas with good food and great presents!
Merry Christmas, or as we say: God Jul!

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>>25878396
Agreed

I may have more tody.

>>25879916
Now there's a pone craving the vitamin D.

Boop

>>25882116

>>25876820
bump

I should at least try and write something of an update before the day is done, shouldn't I?

>>25884283
If you like. Will post what little I got done of mine later.

Our parents would be proud.

Does anyone have a request?

I was gonna save these characters for another day, but >>25878396 gave me an idea.


"Wakeup! Wakeup! Wakeup! Wakeup!"

What a rough wakeup call for Scribble. Not only was his young niece screaming in his ear, but she was also using his chest as a springboard. He managed to ignore the cries of the filly for a few moments longer, but in the end all mortals have limits.

"Alight! Alright!" he shouted, slowly opening an eye. "Getoff me, and I'll get up!"
Young Melody ceased hopping on her uncle's chest, but still stood upon its firm surface. Even with his glares, she stood firm, until he propped himself up on his forlegs. After she stepped off to his side, he yawned, and rubbed an eye. In hindsight, he though, it was rather stupid to think that he could possibly encourage a child to go back to bed on Christmas day, no matter what he did. A quick glance at the clock told him it was currently seven o'clock exactly in the morning. After groaning, he looked to his niece with sleep-filled eyes.

"Hon, it's seven in the morning. Can't you go back to bed, for like, another hour?"

The energetic filly responded by vigorously shaking her head.

"Nope! Santa came, and I wanna go open my presents!"

With a grunt from Scribble, she bounded off his stomach, and landed less-than-desirably on her hooves.

"Common Uncle Scribble! Let's go!"

Even if he wanted to, he couldn't at the moment. As she rushed out of his room and down the stairs, he stayed in bed, catching his breath. As much as he loved his niece, he wished she was a little less hyper. He knew that she was probably sitting in front of the tree right now though, swishing her tail back and forth as she impatiently waited for him to climb down the stairs. With some effort, he pulled himself out of bed, and hobbled to the living room.

Ah Christmas, what a magical yet stressful time of the year. It had been a few years since the concept was brought to Equestria by Anon, and it was an interesting prospect at that.

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>>25870589
>Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/wr3d5tQR

>>”Well, it would be a shame to spend your birthday alone. You can sleep over here tonight if you want-“

>>”-and he could stay in my room,” Babs blurted out.

>>”Heh, it would be just like when you two were little kids having sleepovers,” reminisced Mrs. Orange.

>>By little kids she meant when you were 6 and Babs was 10. That had been the last true sleepover before she started hanging out with her cousin and her pals. Auntie Orange was actually right, it would probably end up being a lot like that, as Bab’s had used the opportunity to practice kissing on you. The charms of it were lost on you back then.

>>Things continued on a similar note, the Orange’s retelling how Babs used to push you down then run away. Apparently you had failed that test, you were expected to chase her. Crying seemed the more logical course of action for five year old you. Bab’s blushing never subsided during the course of dinner, as her past acts against you were all laid out. The pieces began to fall into place.

>>You were understandably conflicted. On one hand Babs had spent the last seven or so years tormenting you. On the other hand after seeing her sans panties you really, reaally wanted to fuck her. The fact that you were beginning to suspect she had been trying to groom you to fuck her, in her own awkward tomboy way made the suddenly demure older girl irresistible.

>>25886116
Giving presents to each other in the spirit of goodwill? Sounded awesome in concept. But unfortunately, it had managed to turn into a commercialized affair, where everyone was more focused on getting the perfect gift instead of just giving one to a loved one.

It was, however, Melody's first Christmas with him though, so he wanted to make sure it was absolutely perfect. Even with the meager salary he got as a writer, he had managed to scrape together enough bits to get his niece everything she wanted.

Sure enough, he saw his niece in front of the tree, impatiently waiting for his arrival. She then glanced over her shoulder, and stood up when she saw him.

"Common Uncle Scribble!" she proclaimed, rushing to his side. "Don't you want to see what Santa brought you?"

Considering Santa wasn't real, he honestly wasn't. However, he wasn't going to let that ruin the magic for her. After taking a brief visit the the coffee pot, he allowed her to tear into her presents while he enjoyed his morning dose of caffeine. Each time she opened a new gift, a twinkle shone bright in her eyes, which elicited a chuckle out of Scribble. When she was halfway through his pile, he began unwrapping his three gifts. First one was a typewriter, complete with an entire package of paper.

"Thanks mom," he mumbled to himself.

The other two gifts weren't too exciting, a new quill and ink set, which he already had two of waiting to be used, as well as a CD from an some no-name band. Judging by the punks featured on the cover, he reasoned that the band played some kind of alternative rock. Joy. What he really needed was some classic jazz, but anything to get the creative juices flowing was fine.

"Uncle Scribble, look!" Melody called suddenly.

He glanced up, and saw his niece proudly holding up the new doll house he bought her. It was what she had wanted the most.

"My parents got me a gift!"

>>25886229
And that's all I got. While not very productive for writing, my Fallout character made some pretty good progress today. Deacon is awesome.

>>25886420
Toaster Liberation Front for the win.

>>25886376
>>25886420
More please from both of you.
Whenever you have the time that is.

>>25886376
I'm interested

Oh boy, here we go again!

>>25867457

>Your brother gets up and opens the fridge door, taking a red plastic container out of it.
>He opens the drawer, then turns his head towards you.
>”Did you eat the last fucking Pop-Tart again?”
“No, PETA broke in and liberated them, saying we were inflicting on the liberty of the gummy bears killed to make the filling.”
>”No need for the sarcasm.”
“No need for the dumb questions.”
>Your brother grabs his lunchbox at the money at the table, then looks at the clock.
>”Is that clock behind?”
“No.”
>Your brother turns around, scowling at you.
>”Then why the ass did you wake me up at six in the morning?”
“I was up, figured I may as well start getting ready for school, and that includes waking you up.”
>Your brother throws his arms into the air in frustration.
>”Okay, then why were you awake at six in the morning?”
“Snowdrop sent me a message and woke me up.”
>Your brother’s expression changes from anger to smugness faster than you can say “Oh boy, here we go.”
>He spins a chair around and sits on it.
>You thought about kicking from below him, but that’ll probably make things worse.
>”Well, looks like your winning personality finally won over someone.”
>You look at him, unamused.
>”Honestly, I don’t get what she SEES in you!”
>You groan.
“That was almost physically painful to hear.”

>>25887641
>”Well, I guess you were a sight for sore eyes, she probably—“
>You flip your spoon and hit your brother over the head with the handle.
“Hey, only I get to laugh at the disabled.” You say flipping the spoon handle back to your hand. “Now sit the hell down and eat something, you’re always bitching about not being able to eat breakfast.”
>You sit on the bus stop, with your brother next to you.
>”Well, this is bullshit.”
“Yeah, in retrospect we shouldn’t have gone out so early.”
>You check your clock, your brother checking his phone.
>”I have 7:07, you?”
“7:10.”
>”Please tell me the bus driver didn’t get pissed drink again…”
>He reclines back in the seat, while you pull out your phone.
>You open Snowdrop’s message to save her number.
>You think about for a second, then decide to text her asking if she’s going to school already.
>If she’s already on her way, then the bus should probably be stopping here soon.
>As you start texting, a car turns around the corner.
>You pay no attention to it, but your brother hits on the side to catch your attention.
“What?”
>”Is that the Snowdrop you were talking about?”
>You look up from your phone, and manage to catch a glimpse of the people sitting in the car as it passes by.
>Yep, that’s definitely Snowdrop, and who you’re guessing it’s her mom.
“Yeah, that’s her.”

>>25887650
>”Well, shit, if you’re not interested in her—“
>You look at your brother with as much hate as you can manage.
>If looks could kill, he’d have a mildly upset stomach at this point.
>”…Right, got it.”
“Glad we agree.”
>A cold wind passes near the bus stop, making you shiver.
“Okay, as soon as your bus passes, I’m hoping on it too, I’m not waiting another half an hour for mine.”
>”Dude, you can’t do that, Celestia would have your ass.”
“…You do realize who you’re talking to, right?”
>”…”
>”Point taken.”
>Okay, that was clearly a mistake.
>Your shoe is covered in what you hope is apple juice, your bag is sporting two new holes, and you currently have a pretty serious case of “I can’t hear shit.”
>Never riding the bus full of kids again.
>Still, besides almost having to jump off the bus window, it gave you some time to think about what your brother said.
>While you must admit that Snowdrop is a pretty nice person to be around, you’re not entirely sure you actually like her, or vice versa.
>You been hanging for like a day, at most. I mean, sure, you pretty much told each other life stories on that day, but still.
>Also, she’s, like, twelve.
>That’s kind of important.
>Bah, it doesn’t matter right now.
>You will deal with that when it happens, IF it happens at all.

>>25887660
>Class was, once again, boring.
>Hell, you didn’t even see Babs at all.
>You’d figure she’ll be busting your balls for sticking up for Snow, but she didn’t even pop up.
>Knowing her, that doesn’t mean she’s not going to appear at the end of school to kick your ass, however.
>Yeah, like you’ll let her.
>As you walk down the hall, someone grabs your shoulder to grab your attention.
>You turn around to see…
>Oh God.
“Flash. What do you want?”
>”Hey bro, there was a kid asking for you near the school exit.”
“Yeah, than— Wait, how did this kid look like?”
>”Um, white hair, carries around a notebook, unfocused s—“
“Yeah, I got it. Thanks, Flash!” You say while turning around to look for Snowdrop.
>”Um, yeah. Okay.”
>You round the corner of the hallway, crossing a couple more people telling you a girl was looking for you.
>You’re not exactly hard to describe, but considering Snowdrop doesn’t know how you look like, the only people who can direct her are the handful who actually know your name.
>So, this is how The Nameless One feels.
>You see Snowdrop trying to catch the attention of a couple of people.
“If you keep that up and every single person in the school is gonna know me by the end of the week.” You say, loud enough for Snowdrop to hear.
>She turns around and looks in the direction of your voice.
>”Oh, Anon, I was looking for you.”
“Yeah, I know. Hell, half the school does too.”
>”Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you…”
“Ah, don’t worry about it, it’s not like it’s a big deal.”
>”Oh, that’s, um, that’s good, actually!” Snowdrop says, before swatting the air in front of her. “Um, Anon, could you, maybe, come closer?”
>You do so, thinking she wants to tell you something personal.
“Sure, what do you nee—“

>>25887667
>Your train of thought is interrupted by Snowdrop suddenly hugging you.
>Well, that was certainly unexpected.
>Still, it’s not so bad, and she smells like… something flowery.
>Hey, you’re not a botanist, it’s not like you know this shit.
>…
>Oh, right, she was going to tell you something.
“Um, Snow..?”
>She opens her eyes and suddenly jolts back.
>”Heh, sorry, I got kinda… carried away there.”
“Hey, forget about it.” You say, making your best Rocky Balboa imitation. “Now, what was it that you wanted to tell me?”
>”Remember that yesterday you told me that I should join the art club?”
“Yeah, what happened?”
>”Well, I went and asked if there was anything they could teach me anything. Of course, they thought I was kidding at first, but then I showed them my doodling…”
“And?”
>Snowdrop takes a step up, as if to add some tension, then smiles and jumps at you to hug you again.
>”They said yes!” She says while breaking the hug. “They said they could teach me how to do tactile painting, and help me get better with my drawings.”
“I… shit, that’s great news, actually! When do you start?”
>”They say I could start today, even though they still don’t have the equipment for tactile painting.”

>>25887673
“That’s great, shame I don’t have anything to do while you’re in there.”
>Snowdrop suddenly drops her smile.
>”Oh.”
>Oh bollocks.
“Um, something wrong?”
>Stupid question, but still.
>”W-well, I kinda wanted to… um, gooutandcelebratewithyou..?”
>You pause for a moment, before laughing.
“Snow, when I meant “nothing”, I meant that, I can wait if you want to.”
>”Oh, no, no, I wouldn’t want you to have to be out in the cold because of me, and I—“
“Alright, how about this?” You say, interrupting her. “Want to go out and celebrate? My treat.”
>Snowdrop’s whole face goes red at your suggestion.
>”I… s-sure, I’d love to.”
“It’s settled then, see you after school?”
>”Y-yeah, see you.”
>You say your goodbyes to Snowdrop, then start walking towards your classroom.
>…
>Wait, the fuck did you just do?

>>25887673
>Okay, okay, so it’s not technically a date, you’re just going out with her.
>Wait, no, that sounds even worse.
>…
>Goddammit, you’re gonna kick your brother’s ass when you get home.
>Okay, no, calm down. If you start taking things so seriously it’s just going to go badly.
>You’re just going out with a friend, that’s it.
>Speaking of which, she should be coming out any time no—
>”Well, look at what tha cold dragged out!”
>Oh God no.
“Being able to go a full day without seeing your face was too bloody much to ask, was it?”
>”Hey, it isn’t like I wanted to be here.” Says Babs while leaning on the school’s statue. “But, mah cousin’s outta town, and I gotta pick up her little sis because I’m the only one capable of getting’ off their ass, it seems.”
“Man, taking the size of your ass in consideration, I’m surprised you were their first choice.”
>Babs flips you off, before re-accommodating her pants.
>”And what tha hell are you doin’ here, don’t tell me you finally figure out to stop bein’ a lazy fuck.”
“I’m waiting for a friend, a concept I’m not sure you’re entirely familiar with.”
>”Makes sense, I wouldn’t expect you to wait for your little shit of a broth—“
“Don’t finish that sentence if you know what’s good for you.”
>Babs stops, before looking at you.
>”What, is the savior of the freshmen goin’ to kick my ass? How’s that chick doin’, by the way?”
“None of you goddamned business, that’s h—“
>”Um, Anon?” You hear Snowdrop say.

>>25887699
>Oh, fuck my ass.
>Babs can’t help but do anything other than laugh.
>”Well, looks like you finally managed to catch the eye of someone who actually likes you!”
>”Hey, that’s not funny!” Protests Snowdrop.
“…”
>”Honestly, I thought you were always quite the eyesore, but I guess that’s not really a problem for her is it?”
>Snowdrop drops her head, and you can see tears beginning to swell up.
>”I’m sure you’ll be the light of her ey—“
>You get up from your seat, and grab Snowdrop by her hand.
“Come on, let’s get out of here.”
>She’s a little surprised, but still follows you anyhow.
>”Aw, what, don’t tell me I‘ve clouded your parade...”
>You clench your fist and start walking faster.
>As you turn around the corner, you let go of Snowdrop hand and punch the nearest tree.
>The second bad decision you made today.
>For some reason, probably because the universe doesn’t completely hate you, you don’t break your hand.
>You lean against the tree, completely forgetting about Snowdrop.
>You bring your other hand to your face and groan, both in frustration and pain.

>>25887708
>You fail to notice Snowdrop getting near to you, who grabs your free hand.
>You look down to her, and see her with an extremely worried look on her face.
>You shake your head, realizing how confused she must be.
“…Sorry about that. I didn’t expect Babs to be this much of a bitch today.”
>Snowdrop looks up to your face and smiles weakly.
>”Don’t worry about it, I’m grateful you didn’t fight her.”
“Shit, was it that obvious?”
>”Anon, I’m blind, not stupid.” She says, looking at your hand. “But please, don’t do that again, I was worried you got hurt.”
>”I mean, you let go of my hand, then I hear a “crack” and you groaning in pain…” She says, looking genuinely worried.
“Hey, come on, I’m a little tougher than that.” You say, trying to light the mood.
>”Yeah…” Snowdrop says, not entirely convinced.
“Look, let’s not this ruin the rest of the evening, okay?” You say, putting your other hand on her shoulder. “I already looked for a café and everything. Let’s just… pretend this didn’t happen.”
>This seems to have worked, as Snowdrop is smiling again.
>”That seems like the best idea.” She says, extending her cane. “Where to?”

>>25887716
>You open the door of Sugarcube Corner, soaking in the heat.
>Snowdrop may like the cold, but you honestly wish you could hate it to death.
>You hold the door open for Snowdrop, who folds her cane before entering.
“I’m gonna order some tea, what do you want?”
>”I’ll just have some ice cream.”
>”Oh, oh, order the strawberry special, trust me on this one!” Screams Pinkie Pie from the back.
“This place sells ice cream on winter?” You ask incredulously.
>”Creamy, creamy goodness will not be stopped by the weather!” Screams Pinkie Pie while striking a pose.
“Right.” You say, before looking around and seeing that all the inside tables are occupied. “Crap, looks like we’re gonna have to eat outside.”
>”Oh, I don’t have a problem with that.” Says Snowdrop.
“Yeah, I know.”
>You walk over to the counter with Snowdrop in tow behind you.
>”Welcome to Sugarcube Corner, may I take your order?” Says the woman behind the register.
“I’ll just have some milk tea, Snowdrop?”
>”I… guess I’ll try the Strawberry Special?”
>You hear Pinkie hollering in victory, before Rainbow Dash hands her over a ten dollar note.
>You turn back to the woman behind the counter.
“Is that normal?”
>”Yes.”

>>25887726
>You pay for your order, then turn to Snowdrop.
“I’m gonna look for a table, tell me when the stuff is ready, okay?”
>Snowdrop nods, and you turn around and go outside.
>To the freezing cold.
>You clear the snow from the top of a table, followed by the chairs.
>”Hey Anon?” You hear Snowdrop say, poking her head through the door.
“Yeah, give me a second” You say as you tilt a chair to get the rest of the snow out.
>You go inside Sugarcube Corner and grab the tray that has both your tea and Snowdrop’s ice cream.
“Wow, they really went overboard with the foam in this thing.” You say while pushing the door with your shoulder.
>”Oh, sorry, that was my fault, I told them to heat up the milk before pouring it in.”
>You put down the tray on the table and shrug.
“Eh, don’t worry about it. Besides, helps me not to freeze my ass off out here.”
>Snowdrop sits down beside you and starts eating her ice cream, while you grab your tea and let the heat of the cup soak in your hands.
>You take a big gulp, and then look up to Snowdrop, who’s enjoying her ice cream even in this cold.
>”Hey, Anon?”
“Yeah, what is it?”
>Snowdrop fidgets with her spoon a little, before blushing.
>”Thanks for, um… inviting me to this.” She says.
“Ah, don’t mention it, it’s the least I could do to celebrate someone finally listening to me.” You say as a joke.
>Snowdrop chuckles, before turning her head towards you.
>”Oh, and I-I, um…” Snowdrop says while leaning towards you.
“What?”
>”You… have some foam on your lips.”

>>25887735
>What.
“How do you know that?” You say while reaching for your face.
>”Mind if I get it for you?”
>Snowdrop leans in and kisses you, making you jump in surprise.
>Okay, either Babs actually beat the shit out of you and you’re dreaming, or this is actually happening.
>To be completely honest, you’re not sure which one you’d prefer.
>You and Snowdrop stay like this for a couple seconds more, before you put your hand on her shoulder.
>Snowdrop jolts away from you, while blushing furiously and hiding her face behind her hands.
>”Oh goodness, that wasn’t too forward, was it?! I—I asked my mom what to do if you liked someone and she just said to be bold, and, and…pleasedon’tbemadatme!”
>At this point you’re mostly confused.
>You shift your gaze from Snowdrop, to the inside of Sugarcube Corner, then back to Snowdrop.
>”Anon, please say something!”
“…How does your mom only have one kid, again?”
>”What.”
>You shake your head, trying to get your bearings.
“Nothing, just… a non-sequitur.” You say, finally closing your mouth. “I… didn’t expect that to happen today.”
>”Oh, Anon, I’m so sorry, I never shou—“
“Hey, hey, it’s alright, just, you know, warn me first, or something.”
>”Wait, so, you’re not mad at me..?”
“No, only mostly confused.”

>>25887748
And that's it for tonight, kids.
Not exactly on the 25th like I said, but, hey, close enough.
I'll keep writing, but it's like 30 degrees outside, and I don't have an AC in my room.

>>25886376
As she hugged the gift close to her chest, Scribble can't help but laugh.

"See? What did I tell you? Your parents do care about you!"

In all reality, they couldn't care less about the energetic girl. For the first six years of her life, she had lived with her terrible, abusive, druggie parents. There were often times where she wouldn't eat for several days so her parents could afford another hit. Luckily for her, he had found out about the whole ordeal at her surprise birthday party. That no one told him was canceled. Her bony figure was enough to send him into a rage. In a moment, his older brother that he used to look up to and respect, lost all respect Scribble once had for him. She was living with him before the month ended.

That was a year ago. Since then, Melody has been a lot happier, and obviously a lot healthier. But enough of the dreary drab, Scribble thought. The time to test out the typewriter was at hand! Or at least it would've been, had Melody not appeared in front of Scribble.

"Did you get what you wanted for Christmas?" she asked innocently.

"Yep."

"How did you like my gift?"

His face then displays the confusion running through him.

"You got me a gift?"

With a hint of playfulness, Melody puts a hoof to her head and groans.

"Oh yeah, I forgot! I didn't wrap it. Can you give me a little bit, so I can go get it for you?"

"Sure! I'll be waiting right here sweetheart."

With a huge smile, she darts up the stairs, and into Scribble's room. Scribble looked on in even more confusion. Why would she need to go into his room to wrap his gift? But, in all honestly it didn't matter. She was probably gonna use a couple of his utensils to draw him a picture of something. The thought of his ink being wasted made his stomach turn, but he supposed it was all worth it to see her smile.

>>25887787
Oh boy, here we go.

>>25887787
You're giving me some weird feels, man. I've got a four year old step sister who never had a dad.

I like it so far.

This will probably be all for tonight, seeing as I need to go to sleep soon.

>>25887787
Five minutes passed since Melody had left. Then ten. At thirty, Scribble started to worry. When the clock struck eight fifty, he decided to head up the stairs to check things out. As he passed the mirror in the hallway, he stopped to have a brief look at himself. His curly blond hair lay matted against his frayed pale coat, and his emerald eyes looked far duller than what they usually were. After opening his present, he decided, he was going t take a bath.

As he opened his door, he was greeted by the sight of a large, red and green present in the middle of the room. He sighed in relief, realizing now what his niece had "got" him.

"Oh wow!" he cried with a phony voice. "What a HUGE gift! Wherever did my little Melody find the money to buy me such an amazing present? But what's this? She's not here? Well wherever could she be? I don't want to open this without her being here!"

Silence.

"WELP! I guess I'll just have to open it without her being here, and imagine the look on her face when I see what will most likely be an AMAZING gift!"

He then slowly walked over to the gift, and put an ear to one of the faces of the cube. Although he expected to hear some form of muffled giggling, only silence returned his gesture. With a shrug, he pulled off the top of the box, and peered inside.

Although nothing could prepare him for the sight of his niece bound tightly in wrapping paper, with her crotch poking towards the ceiling.

And her sex fully exposed for his viewing (dis)pleasure.

Despite the look of pure horror on his face he could see the bulges in her cheeks from her smile, and quickly went to remove the wrapping around it.

"Oh my Celestia! Melody, are you alright?! Are you hurt? Who did this-"

"Merry Christmas Uncle Scribble!"

>>25889023

>>25876820
I know this general is mostly about younger characters being with significantly older characters, but do you guys know of any stories about younger characters getting up to shenanigans with similarly young characters? Like, Spike/Sweetie Bell, or Snips/Applebloom, or whatever?

>>25889897
Look in fimfiction groups like foalcon, foalcon (second group) and foalcon punch

Also the first time group

>>25890031
Thanks for the tip.

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>>25888697
>you will never get this present

Fuckfuckityfuckfuckfuck.

>>25887763
>you will never be raped by a blind girl

Goooodammmmmitreeeeeee3eeeeeee.

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>>25886229

>>Dinner eventually ended. Being a courteous young man, you offer to do the dishes.

>>”Umm, I’ll, uh, gib Anon a hand,” offered Babs.

>>You both clear the table in silence as Auntie and Uncle Orange head to the reading room or den or wherever it is fancy people do after eating.

>>As you begin placing dishes beneath the warm soapy water, your hand brushes up against hers. You look and and see Babs looking very intensely nonchalant. Like you were playing chess and she didn’t want you to notice she moved her Bishop to set the Queen up for a two move checkmate.

>>Well, two can play at that game. You firmly hook your pinkie around hers.

>>”A-Anon, w-wuts the big idea, whuddya think yer doin?” she stammers.

“Shhhh… just go with it,” you whisper in her ear, as you rub your pinkie against hers.

>>She blushed even more, but didn’t protest. And so you both stand at the white porcelain sink, pinkies hooked together, washing dishes one handed and handing them off to Babs to rinse.

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>Page 9

For shame horse fuckers

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On a scale from 1 to 10, do the colts go to Butterclit to get their cherry's popped?

>>25891246
1.

Everyone knows they go to Rarity's "secret" room when they come of age.

>>25891280
>Rarity gets super wet when the colts penis is small enough to fit completely in her mouth

Just finished a Pipsqueak and Luna story if any of you are interested!

http://archiveofourown.org/works/5540162

>>25891398
Naw, I don't think anyone here would be interes-OMFGSCREWPLAYINGHARDTOGETGIMME.

Loved your Cloudchaser/Flitter one.

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I like loli.

>>25891398
Same author here. Was also thinking of doing a story where Thunderlane and Rainbow Dash do a "sibling swap", so Thunderlane has some fun with Scootaloo and Dash has her way with Rumble. That sound good to anybody?

>>25892057
Yes. Oh my god yes.

>>25892057
YES

>>25892146
>>25892177
Okay. Two votes for.

I want to be careful with this one, because I don't like repeating myself in my stories, and I don't want this to look like my story with Pinkie, Pokey and the Cake twins.

I'm thinking Rumble and Scootaloo have a playdate at Rumble's house, so Dash hangs out with Thunderlane while Scootaloo has fun. During that time, she expresses interest in how cute Rumble is, and her language hints at much more carnal desires. In response, Thunderlane comments on Scootaloo's charms. When they figure out they're on the same page:

"You thinking what I'm thinking?"

And the story goes from there. This one will probably be a little more involved, since Thunderlane wouldn't have any qualms about fucking a little girl the same way Pokey did in "Double Date Playdate". That, and Thunderlane and RD aren't a couple in this one.

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>>25892057
Nah. This one is better. :P

>>25892404
Do like the actual sister connection there...

>>25892448
Do you know this fanfic?

>>25892501
No, just Sweetie and Rararara are closer than Scoots and Dash. There's more taboo to break.

>>25892404
>>25892448
Hmm...now this is tempting. I like Rumbaloo and SweetieMash (and I don't care what y'all have to say about that!), but having an actual blood relation does give the story a deeper cut. Not to mention those pairings would be kinda irrelevant anyway, given that they're being fucked by the other's older sibling.

Also, Thunderlane's comments about the girl being cute would fit more with Sweetie Belle. Scootaloo, for all her charms, is still kind of boyish, which will be played off as a gag in a future Rumbaloo story I'm doing.

What do you think? Should I keep it with Dash and Scoot or use Rarara and Sweetie?

>>25892582
I dunno, I feel like Dash would be the one that's more probable to say "Hey, your brother's cute, if I let you fuck my half-sister, can I fuck him?"

>>25892582
I always wanted to read a foalcon clopfic where Rumble and Sweetie acciedntally caughts their siblings having sex, they get horny from that, and decide to go to Sweetie's bedroom and do what their siblings did. :P

>>25892582
I do like the doublecest angle with Rara and Sweetie.

>>25879916
Greentext of Anon or an older stallion kissing Sweetie, please.

>>25892692
On the one hand, this.

>>25892722
While this does sound like a good base, it's very identical to my SweetieMash story, difference being that Sweetie found out about sex from one of her sister's books and wanted to try out what she saw with Button.

That being said, I'm angling more towards the story being with Rarity and Sweetie Belle, if only because I have yet to do a story with Rarity fucking a little boy.

>>25891701

Ok, enjoy this

http://img.pbooru.com//images/305/4538dea3be910968588275bee6224bcf.jpeg

http://img.pbooru.com//images/305/b056d890049f26270d83a920a38d2e13.jpeg

http://img.pbooru.com//images/305/1960331f42aba735eda6f29888130d18.png

>>25893335
Ever since the finale, I've also been very tempted to make a story with little Starlight Glimmer and Sunburst. Just need to figure out a good plot. A potential for a shota/loli story is one I never want to waste.

>>25893335

>loliglimmer

Fuck, she look too innocent and cute to fiddle in that pic.

>>25893724
Wait till she gets to high school
Than she will be ready and a bit hate filled. It will be a time for a dick to make her smile.

>>25893724
Which is the exact reason I like going for shota/loli stories for some characters. Then, you have some added innocence on the other side, and it's possible for it to be awkward and exciting and oh so arousing!

>>25893724

She's fucking naked. She probably scape from some pedophiles that rape her daily and need a new home and dad.

Inb4 this end like that VN teaching feel without those scars

>>25892057
>>25892330
DO IT

>>25893574
This is needed

>>25893954
or she's just a nudist, the only sensible way to be
raising your kids any other way is basically saying "hey that embarrassed feeling most people get when naked? i'm going to make sure you feel that during the frequent occasions in which you have to undress with people around"
Why willingly inflict that on anyone?

>>25893268
Pfff! Fine. I will find much worthy person to write that.

>>25893890
I actually like it more where an anon turns an naive and innocent high or middle school into a slutty one. Still naive but just starts loving sex because of anon manipulating them to loving it. They won't know what he is doing or they just let him do whatever because they don't know it's wrong. Doesn't have to be Anon, could be any random male character from Equestria Girls.
Same scenario goes for a stallion on filly.

>>25893335
That xmas picture is so hot

Virals coming back tomorrow, having a Babs Seed Story and we got fucking amazing green of a filly being wrapped for christmas! I love the writers here.

>>25894586
I prefer a much more casual and open minded attitude towards sex. Slutty anything just bothers me, and I don't care how much of a virgin that makes me sound.

>>25894317
Children take a rather lax approach to nudity, unless they're taught otherwise by their folks. If not, they start associating it with embarrassment towards the onset of puberty. I like finding that like middle ground between the two in my stories.

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>>25890268
i neeed this !

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Hey guys! I'm back from visiting the family!
I'll be continuing writing tomorrow, or I should say "later today" considering it's way past midnight right now over here.

Hope you've had a good time these past days!
I've missed you guys.

Also, been loving these greens that have popped out, both the Babs and Snowdrop ones are great, the gift-wrapped filly green as well!

Here, have a filly-fiddler Lyra pic.

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>>25896268
>>25890268
Also, this part made me think about this pic.
D-don't look if you don't like l-lewd!

Sorry I didn't wrote anything today, this place feels like the fucking cabin of a steam train.
I'll try and write something tomorrow, even if it's just a simple paragraph.

>>25896268
Yes! We await your green! I love you!
And others .>>25896351
>>25888697

>>25893574
What I want to do is incorporate the fact that they both use magic. Maybe Starlight accidentally undresses Sunburst with a spell. Sunburst demands Starlight strip naked to make up for it, and the plot goes from there. What do you think?

I love you too.
Imma boop ya!

Filly Fiddling on the Roof.

>>25896978
Dammit, this was meant for >>25896387

>>25876820
So whats the agegender of the cmc anyways?

I miss filly fiddler twilight

good night bump

>>25895339
There's green of a filly being wrapped as a present? Where?

>>25888697
Scribble stopped suddenly, shocked by his niece's words. There was no way that his sweet, innocent niece would ever do something like this.

"How do you like your gift?" she asks.

"My... gift? Sweetie, what are you-"

"I want you to do to me what those ponies do in your magazines!"

A blush quickly spread across Scribble's face, as he recalled all the times he had left his pornos out without a second thought. And there were far more than there probably should've been.

"S-sweetie. Pumpkin. I don't... you shouldn't-"

The mere sight of her beautiful, yet curious ruby eyes was enough to silence him for a good ten seconds.

"Shouldn't what?"

No matter how good with words he was, there was no way Scribble was going to be able to explain his case with a dry throat. That was going to stop him from trying, after a couple of gulps.

"Do this. I don't want this."

"So then why do you have those magnetizes if you don't want to do what's in them?"

This kid...

"Well I don't want to do those kinds of things... to you."

"Why?" she asked with a voice filled with pain. "Am I not pretty enough?"

The redness in Scribble's cheeks reddened, and he knew there was no "right" answer to this question.

"N-no! It's not that!" he stammered, deciding to chose the answer that would cause less damage. "It's just that-"

"So then why don't you want to do that with me?"

Melody's pout nearly broke whatever will Scribble had built up, but he managed to stay strong.

"It's because that kind of stuff is for adults."

"Why?"

"Because they understand the physical implications of the act."

"Well I think it looks like fun. And isn't that understanding enough?"

The stallion couldn't help but chuckle at his niece's innocence before responding.

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>>25896268
>Viral is back

>>25897039
I've been trying to come up with a witty response to this for the past half an hour.

And I have desperately failed.

Although that was a fun thread to lurk in.

>>25897490
"Well," he began. "There's more to it than that-"

"Like what Uncle Scribble?"

Her eyes... so pleading and so big... nearly drove him to give her a physical example right then and there. The curiosity of a child was both a beautiful, yet incredibly cute thing. And Melody's was no different. In fact, it made her ever so slightly more tantalizing to his genitals. He suddenly felt sick to his stomach, realizing that he was actually contemplating having sex with his young niece. Now, this wasn't a common desire for Scribble, by any means. He was more than happy dating a mare his own age. However, something about his niece was turning him on. Quite a bit. He tried focusing on disgusting, non-sexual thoughts for a moment before continuing.

"Well for starters, that's how babies are made."

He watched in silence as her eyes went wide, suppressing a small smile as he watched her mind work. He somewhat missed the joys of being a child. Discovering the world and whatever secrets one could for the first time was a feeling not a whole lot of adults got to experience.

"Is it really?" she asked in wonder. "OK, what else?"

"Well, it's also an expression of love between two ponies."

"So then we could do it?"

"Wait what?"

"I love you, and you love me right."

Oh no, this was not the way Scribble wanted this conversation to go.

"Well I do, but this love is different-"

"Different? How so?"

Good lord this kid loves to interrupt, Scribble thought. She was also incredibly persistent. He began to think of a way to describe the love between a husband and wife, as his niece's growingly impatient eyes watched him.

Although it is quite difficult to explain that type of love, when one has never experienced it themselves.

>>25896290
Glad you like my Babs one. I love DQ. I always keep the Dazzling thread open too.. I post green on there too sometimes.

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Something from 'Twilight Time'

http://outofcontextmylittlepony.tumblr.com/post/77782305632/

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>>25890268

>>Finally after the last dish was rinsed Babs calmly dried off her hands, reached way back, and slapped you right on your ass. The crack echoed through the house. You and Babs were on pins as needles as you wondered whether he parents heard it.

“What the Jesus Fuck Babs!”

>>”Dats for geddin too big for your britches!”

>>She glanced back down at your britches before the blushing came back, then stormed out of the kitchen.

>>You rub your ass as you ponder the events of the last few hours. Nothing left but to go grab your clothes from your apartment for the sleepover.

>>As you step from the kitchen you are ambushed from the side! Something soft and girl shaped has grabbed you! Anon uses struggle! It’s ineffective! As a pair of lips circle around your earlobe, tongue darting in and out, you find yourself paralyzed. Your eye twitches involuntarily and your mouth hangs open.

>>”Not so tough now, are ya?” whispers Babs. “You’re MY toy, ya got dat, champ?”

>>You nod meekly as she strokes you through your pants. As she speeds up, she stares directly into your eyes. She hears you whimper as you get close, then the shit eating grin returns. She stops.

>>”You cum when I say you can cum, capisce?”

“Everything except capisc-“

>>You are cut off as her soft lips press against yours.

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>>25899316
>>Pic related

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>>25899316

>>The kiss is short, but sweet. The now much more chipper Babs walks off whistling the theme to the Andy Griffith show, leaving you with an incredibly painful boner. You lick your lips, tasting the orange glazed chicken she had for dinner.

>>More inner conflict. You aren’t sure which Babs you like more, the cute blushing girl that’s dripping wet putty over any physical contact or the dominant bully that gives you hand jobs in the kitchen while biting your ear.

>>Tented pants in tow, you make your way across the hall to pick up your things. A couple pairs of socks, some undies of the tighty whitey persuasion, a ninja turtles t shirt, pants, and your super comfy blue flannel pajamas all go into your trusty army rucksack.

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>>25899717

>>Your toothbrush and various other small things go in the pouch. Your stuffed bunny rabbit gets strapped to the molle webbing.

>>Returning to Bab’s apartment you find her parents cuddled up sitting on the couch watching news on TV.

>>”If you want to get changed for bed we’re all gonna watch a movie.”

>>You find Bab’s room unoccupied and quickly change into your pajamas. Grabbing your toothbrush, you head to the bathroom to brush your teeth.

>>As you open the door to the bathroom, a sight greets you. Babs is on the toilet, her white panties and white pink heart pajama pants down by her ankles. You both stare for a few seconds, her eyes wide with shock. A smile is painted wide across your face as you shut the door behind you.

>>25899949
More please

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>>25899949

>>”D-dammit Anon!”

“You should keep it down Babs, you don’t want your parents to come in here, do you?”

>>You quickly toothpaste up and begin brushing, then turn back around to Babs.

>>The fluorescent lights here are much better than they were in your living room. She ineffectually tugging her pajama top down to try to cover herself, but it does no good. You can clearly see her smooth, tanned lips, along with the small trickle of residual liquid. Babs is blushing furiously as you stare. Finally she sighs.

>>“Fine, you want a show, do ya?”

>>Babs leans back and spreads her legs to give you a clear view of her everything. She smiles triumphantly as your instaboner clearly pushes your pajamas out. Perhaps you should have worn those undies you packed, if only so you could be present in polite company.

>>You forget to move the toothbrush as her right hand drifts down between her legs. Her eyes never leave you as her fingers gently circle the hood of her clit. She licks her lips as she notices the small growing spot of precum becoming visible on your pajamas.

>>”Maybe ya should take dat out unless you want ta make a mess a yerself…”

>>Running her finger up and down her damp slit, she pauses to reach up and lick her index finger before pushing it slowly past her lips, then back out. You can hear the quiet pop as it leaves her lips. Jesus, you were gonna ruin these pajama bottoms with all the precum.

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>>25900100
Welp, that's gonna be it for now. Gotta do stuff.

>Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/wr3d5tQR

>>25898306
I'm likin where this is goin.

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>>Sexiest fillies reporting for booty.

>>25900411
>Sexiest fillies
>Fillies

Where? The only sexy filly I see there is Silver Spoon.

>>25900442
Oh come on, there are a matched set. If you fuck SS you know DT's gonna show up to eat out her creampie.

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I find the lack of DT love disturbing. And Silver Spoon can't get enough monkey dick to equal her hotness.

>>25901572
Here:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1-cskJYe_A7yyM8ecARKaeMku4QiSpz8fsjXjP9O11H8/edit?usp=docslist_api

It's not much, and it's not to lewd yet, but it's something I decided to work on after >>25900411 posted second best filly.

I'm gonna hold off on posting it here until I get my Christmas special finished. Also, MA Anon is still a thing, I just want to finish this Christmas special before I get back to work on it.

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>>25901572
Here senpai, these are a few I found on short notice.
Maybe they'll hold you over until some writefag comes along makes something new?

>http://www.fimfiction.net/story/61684/how-to-handle-grown-ups
>http://www.fimfiction.net/story/115827/5/unwanted-attention/diamond-tiara-silver-spoon
>http://www.fimfiction.net/story/117582/ingress-spooning-silver
>http://www.fimfiction.net/story/259994/ingress-dirty-diamond
>http://www.fimfiction.net/story/149550/the-taste-of-victory
>http://www.fimfiction.net/story/156000/no-good-deed

>>25901696
>>25901715
Woot, awesome. Spooning Silver is one of the hottest clopfics ever, love Darfs stuff. The only one hotter is the one where Twilight casts a bimbo spell on herself twice, specifically the 3rd chapter where she fucks Spike.

>http://www.fimfiction.net/story/19217/twilights-gradual-descent-into-sluttiness

All these links make me wish Fimfiction allowed humanized foalcon. I'd even settle for anthro and change my stories accordingly if they allowed them!

It's just incredibly stupid they don't allow this one thing, amongst the ton of other things that they allow. There's even an incest folder for the Shipping group, for fuck's sake!

...I just want my stories to get noticed.

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>>25901572

>>25902672
Try ArchiveOfOurOwn. There are a few human foalcon stories. For example:

http://archiveofourown.org/users/TiberiusPonificus/pseuds/TiberiusPonificus/works?fandom_id=181558
And
http://archiveofourown.org/works/3562268

Just use the search to search for character names or go to the MLP category

>>25902672

Like derpibooru, they can't allow lolicon because the location of the server. They want, but they can't allow lolicon

>>25902777
That's actually my account, but thank you for linking it!

>>25902784
I could've sworn it was the other way around. The servers are located in a place where it's not illegal, they just don't want it.

>>25902844
Oh, nice. Please do take up my suggestion to write more nice human foalcon smut.

I want a greentext of rarity using/selling for a night her sister to obtain something from a prestigious stallion from canterlot(or that stallion blackmailed rarity to get one night with sweetie belle).


Bonus points: sweetie get raped by multiple stallion that night

>>25901696
So far so good! Can't wait till those tiny horses get molested!

>>25876820
bump

>>25903695
There was a story about that. Just not the multiple stallion part. Sweetie dies at the end.

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>>25905846
That sounds really depressing, senpai

>>25905914
it was. It really was.
Any green today?

>>25905846

Link to that green pls

>>25876820
bump

No viral story, filly christmas green, babs green or other green.
feels bad mang.

>>25907668
Oh, right, that was what I was forgetting.
Give me a minute.

>>25905846
Also requesting a link

>>25876820
bump

Nothing is happening.
Where is my senpai?

>>25908818
To be honest, I kinda wrote myself into a corner with the whole "Surprise kiss" thing.
That's what I get for wanting to use something that cliched, I guess.

>>25898306
Sorry for making thouse rusty wheels turn anon it was just shitposting

Nice green even tho im not into this perverting ponis stuff

>>25909148
>Implying I didn't enjoy the shitpost

>>25898306
"W-well... this love is formed over the course of a long time-"

"Like ours! Right Uncle Scribble?"

Just when he thought his blush couldn't deepen any more, his body decided to surprise him. He began subconsciously moving his lips around, on occasion forcing his teeth together or licking them.

"Kind of," he started cautiously. "But this love isn't formed between relatives. This love is special because it makes you feel like you're with a family member, but it's better in a way."

"Like how?"

After taking a deep breath, he takes a moment to think of an explanation, and soon realizes that he can't fight facts any more. There is no excuse he can give to his niece to not have sex with her. Outside of physical defects in the children, but that would imply that the two of them would have children. And that inbreeding would occur for a couple more generations, seeing as they wouldn't show up for a while. But still, she was a bit on the young side for sex. It had only been a few months since she had gotten her cutie mark. That combined with the fact that her tiny body would probably crumble if he stuck his wang inside her made for an interesting choice for Scribble.

"Uncle Scribble?" Melody asked after a few minutes. "Are you OK?"

It had suddenly occurred to Scribble that he had been pacing across his room, and he had left his tiny niece wrapped up in a box for however long he had been thinking. With a roll of his eyes, he finally made a decision.

"Pumpkin, the sad truth is, I don't really know what I'm talking about here. I've never fallen in love before. Not to the degree I'm talking about. But... I do really enjoy your 'gift'. And I think I'm gonna take you up on your offer."

He watched her tiny face light up for a moment, before he spoke again.

"BUT. We're doing this my way. Starting off slow, making sure you're comfortable. Then we can move onto the heavier stuff."

>>25909351
Horse shlong inside a filly?

I hope she does yoga or some streatching
He's gonna ravage this ass

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>>25896290
MOOOOOOOOOOOOODS

>>25876820
Is Kid Anon in MA Universe kill?

>>25909590

See:
>>25901696

>>25909351
"OK!"

Her eagerness was overwhelming. In fact it almost made him turn back. But at the same time, it made her strangely more attractive. After sighing, Scribble lifted his young niece out of the box, and onto the bed. Her helpless position tempted Scribble to erase any trace of innocence she currently held. But he managed to resist his urges, and instead stuck his tongue out. He tentatively took a swipe at her sex, sending a shiver up her spine. For a moment, he factored in his inexperience in his approach, but he realized that his niece had no prior expectations. With another swipe, he finally realized that he was licking the pussy of a girl who was essentially a daughter to him. By law, she was a daughter to him. One aspect was absolutely sick at the mere concept, but another part guiltily enjoyed the feeling. Pushing both feelings aside, he helped himself another tongueful of innocence, much to his niece's visual pleasure.

"How's that feeling pumpkin?"

For a moment, Melody couldn't even respond, her breath was so heavy.

"It feels... really good," she described.

Good, he thought. He continued to wet her slit, enjoying each little moan or gasp coming from his young niece. Until eventually, she stood up.

"I wanna try that!" she exclaimed.

In the process, she had managed to knock Scribble over, allowing Melody a full view of his member. In one motion, she managed to engulf a good forth of his shaft, eliciting a gasp from him. Although her body forced her to stop at it's current positioning, seeing as Scribble's dick had managed to nearly touch the back of her throat from that small distance. She quickly squinted an eye, and lowered her body to where it was nearly touching the bed. With a little bit of effort, she managed to push another fourth of it into her body, before she stopped again.

>>25887748
Oh boy, here we go again.

>”Oh, that’s… that’s good, yes.”
“Yeah.”
>Snowdrop seats back down and you recline back in your seat.
>You both sit in uncomfortable silence, trying to figure out what to do next.
>”Hey Anon?” Snowdrop finally pipes up. “You’re truly not mad at me? I mean, we only know each other for a couple of days, and I—“
”Kid, listen.” You interrupt. “What’s done’s done, okay? What matters is what you do now.”
>Snowdrop looks in your direction again.
“Now, I gotta ask, are you sure you like me?”
>”…Yes.”
“And do you want to try to make this work?”
>”Yes.” She says, more convinced this time.
“Good, because I would have been disappointed if you said no.”
>Snowdrop blushes deeply.
>”W-what do you mean?”
“I mean, shit, you make me wait an hour in freezing weather, make me not fight Babs, pull that surprise kiss crap, and then blue ball me?” You say, before taking a sip of your tea. “Hell, I may even have made you pay for that thing, who knows.”
>Snowdrop looks at you in surprise, then drops her head and laughs, before looking at you again.
>”Well, I was never one to do things the easy way, you know?”
>You let out a small chuckle.
“Yeah, I realized.” You say before looking inside Sugarcube Corner again. “You think anyone noticed?”
>”Anon, you already paid, we could take the tray and they wouldn’t even notice.”

>>25910303
>Snowdrop finished her ice cream and puts the bowl down.
>After much consideration, you decided you will not take the tray after all.
>You stand up and stretch your legs, then walk over to Snowdrop, who’s doing the same.
>You offer your hand, but she clings into your arm instead.
>”Thanks for not being mad at me, Anon.”
“Snow, you didn’t do anything wrong. Impulsive, yes, but not wrong.”
>Snowdrop hugs your arm tighter.
>”I know, but I still feel kind of bad about it.”
>You shrug, before coming up with something.
“Alright, how about this, next time we go out, you’ll pay and we’ll call it even, deal?”
>Snowdrop unglues her face from your arm and looks up to you.
>”Well… okay, yeah, I can do that.” She says with a smile.
“Alright, let’s get home; I’ll rather not have to be out in this weather more than what I have to
>The walk home was pretty uneventful, mostly consisting of you and Snowdrop talking about unimportant stuff and you complaining about the weather again.
>You get to Snowdrop’s house, and help her up the porch’s stairs.
“Don’t want you to forget the number of steps again, now do we?”
>Snowdrop blushes in embarrassment.
>”Yeah, that was a pretty dumb excuse.”
>Snowdrop rings the doorbell then turns to you.
>”Anon, I…” She says, while blushing. “T-thanks for sticking with me today.”
“Ah, don’t mention it. Oh, and by the way…”
>”Yes, what is it—“
>Snowdrop is interrupted by you kissing her this time.
“Now we’re even.”

>>25910313
>Snowdrop blushes even more, before smiling and then hugging you.
>The door to her house opens, with the same woman who was driving the car standing in the doorway.
>”You must be Anon, right?” She says.
>Snowdrop tenses, then breaks the hug.
“Yeah, nice to meet you.” You say while offering your hand for a handshake.
>”Likewise.” She says, accepting it. “Come now, Snowdrop, I don’t want you to catch a cold.”
>”Coming!” Snowdrop says while walking inside her house, but she stops and turns to where you’re standing. “I’ll see you tomorrow, then?”
“As long as I don’t sleep in, yeah.” You say as a joke. “See ya, Snow.”
>Her mother waves you goodbye, and you turn around to go back to your house.
>As you turn the corner, you see your brother leaning against the wall with the smuggest expression he can manage.
“If I hear one goddamned word from you, I will bitchslap you with a fucking piano.”

Goddammit, I forgot to put the name.
Anyhow, that's all I have for tonight. Sorry for the lack of content lately, but between family visiting, and living in a city that somehow can have 60 km/h winds and 40° C weather, along with 70% humidity all at the same time has really put a damper in my productivity.

>>25910345
Lucky bastard. I wish I had weather like yours, its in the mid 70s where am at, and with fucking thunderstorms.

Wow 40c with high winds and humidity? That sounds absolutely terrible. Enjoying a good -18C with no winds. Cold yes but quite comfy inside or when outside with the right gear.

>>25910458
Yeah, it's absolute bullshit.
The worst part is that I live on the top floor, so I get sun all fucking day.
It's useful on winter, but hell on summer.

Hermano, 4 people literally died here cause of the storms.

>>25910730
Jesus.

>>25902844
No no, the creator would be fine with loli, especially since the servers are in the US. It's the mods that are living in the UK, and they have to follow laws there.

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>>25910345
I just want you to know I've been picturing Anon as a combination of The Mask and elephant man Mask from the Cher movie. So a big giant green face.

Also I read the moms voice as the one from Snowblind.

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>>25911825
This. He also fucks a blind girl.

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>>25910345
I am really enjoying the story, Orange.

>>25905846
oh shit, i remember that!

shit gave me feels man.

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Apple horse is best at popping cherry colts (and kidAnon.)

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>>25900100

>>She contemplates her finger, and glances back at your erect member. Just as quickly, she closes her knees and pulls her panties and pajama bottoms back up.

>>”Shows ova, squirt. Ya get tha picture now? A'hm da boss.”

>>She gives her fingers another lick before lightly rubbing them across your lips, then disappearing out the bathroom door.

>>You lick your lips. A slightly salty taste, maybe the sour hint of sweat, and a faint wisp of Bab’s body wash are totally overpowered by the mint from the toothpaste. You’d have to try it from the source. At least a couple more times. To see if you liked it. For science.

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>>25912521
Like this?

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>>25912521
That butt and those thighs were meant to educate young boys on the ways of love.

>>25912814
I have to say that I'm really loving this Babs tease greentext

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>>25913090
I need a green of Applejack.

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>>25913061

>>25913290
Yay validation! Glad people are enjoying it.

>>25911060
Then the answer is simple: Kill the modmans.

>>25911060
Then... get moderators that live in the US?
I mean, they're not trying to figure out cold fusion here.

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Sexiest filly. Don't you just want to rub your hands through her coat?

>>25911060
The mods on Derpibooru should be replaced anyway. These people suck at their job and are way too emotional when making decisions.

>>25914265
My stuff fails Fimfiction regularly. It's annoying. I just want to write about sex dungeon master Night Light passing the mantle to Shining, who fucks the CMC.

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>>25914824
>WARNING: INCOMING GREEN
>WARNING: INCOMING GREEN

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>>25914846
R..really?

>squueeeeeeee

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>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZLfasMPOU4
Child Anon tryna get with Button's mother when?

>>25915390
>Buttons mom has gotta see my dong

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>>25915315
No, it just reminded me of that. Didn't mean to >imply.

But I'm sure something will happen.

That makes me sad panda.

>>25915390

Never, Hasbro kill button mom

Well, shit, I just broke the internet adapter on my computer, and I don't have any spares around.
Sorry guys, I don't think there'll be any updates tonight.

>>25917307
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

>>25917348
You know what's worse? No Orange and No Viral.
At least we have the christmas filly story.

>>25917417
True, but it is still a heavy loss, when we lose a writefag.

Didn't Viral say something about writing the story still? He just won't be on for a few days after the 27th?

>>25917473
I'm still here, I'm just having some complications.

We are going to die with Bumps, aren't we?

>>25919642
Give a couple days until I fix the internet thing, I'll still be working on it, I just won't be able to post it.

>>25919642
Not if I have anything to say about it.

>>25909988
With a little more effort, she managed to slide her body backwards until she popped off Scribble's dick. A small trail of saliva still joined her mouth and his member for a moment, before her body's quivers release the two. She only manages to speak after taking a few shuddery breathes.

"OK... maybe I don't want to do that," she states

Scribble can't contain his slight chuckle, before he is silenced by his niece's tender tongue. After ministering a few licks to her flesh loli, she boops it with her nose.

"I have been wrong before though."

She then manages to force herself back onto his member, where she pauses for a second. Her face suddenly lights up, and she pushes herself back on her hooves. As she manages to pull herself halfway back, she leans forward again. She continues to rock herself for a good couple of minutes, before she pulls off completely. After allowing herself a minute to breathe, she pushes herself back onto his member. It was certainly the most interesting blowjob Scribble had ever received. While most chicks managed to get his wang a little further down, he had never been this far inside a woman before. He could swear, his tip was touching the top of her stomach. Just so long as it wasn't taking a swim in stomach acid he was fine. As he observed his niece, he noticed a huge bulge trailing down the entirety of her throat. He couldn't help but cringe as he thought of the discomfort she had to be going through. With a smile of determination, he picked her up, and swung her around. As her sex was exposed to him yet again, he realized he was a bit too tall to eat her out comfortably. He reasoned with himself though, thinking that she was doing the same for him.

>>25914290
I though about writing up a combined art/story site just for fun to use for anyone. It's not that hard to do. Especially if you don't use PHP like every other pony site. Fuck that abomination.

Though the problems I have with it are that a server costs money, I suck at advertising it, and I have such a lazy moderating style that I would probably tell anyone who complains about the content to go kill themselves.

Meh.

Hey, TiberiusPonificus here. I'm having a bit of writer's block and I need help if anyone's read "A Lesson In Adult Manners".

I want to rewrite it because I felt that things moved a little too quickly in the second part, and it became kinda disjointed. I also felt that Scootaloo and Applebloom were a little too eager to get naked. The way I have it right now is:

>Button undresses first. Sweetie Belle is mesmerized by the sight of his dick and gets distracted when her door knocks.
>Sweetie rushes Button into her wardrobe before Applebloom and Scootaloo come in.
>Bloom and Scoot chat Belle up until Scoot finds Button's clothes on the floor. While trying to explain, Button sneezes and reveals his location.
>Sweetie explains that she wanted to try what she saw in Rarity's book.

I wanted to have Bloom and Scoot strip Sweetie Belle because they want to see what the big deal is, but that feels OOC. What do you think?

>>25921082
Cutie mark in whatever the "big deal is", unless they aren't blank flanks in this one?

>>25920273
Moar?

>>25921082
Hey bud, it's asf. Haven't talked to ya since the double date playdate story

>>25921095
I've kinda skipped cutie marks altogether with this human AU. Since I've already posted them, incorporating them now would seem weird. The "big deal" is what being naked has to do with being a couple.

>>25921435
Were you there when I first posted it in a thread? I'm afraid I don't recognize the name.

>>25921180
I'll have more latter today.

Stuff came up that requires my attention.

>>25921592
Carry on my son.

>>25921620
Oh shit, 4chan working again?

>>25922142
As it ever did

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>>25912814

>>Reluctantly rinsing your mouth out, you head to the living room. Babs is sitting on the loveseat underneath a fleece blanket, her parents on the couch all snuggled up.

>>You consider sitting with her parents in order to make an echo in the Force, but you don’t really need any more Kreia points so you scooch up next to Babs. She thoughtfully lets you under the blanket to snuggle up next to her.

>>The Oranges make an OMGTHATSSOCUTE face at you both. They might have refrained if they had noticed Bab's hand almost immediately go down your pajama bottoms. Luckily the fleece blanket hid everything from their prying eyes.

>>25922215
Moar

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>>no one would ever know

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>butt

>>25923011

Oh, can we get a Coloratura sucking a DILF manager's dick?
Or her being a filly fiddler, she did love the charities and seeing the fillies and colts.

>>25924401
Could also do one of her and filly Applejack experimenting at Camp Friendship. You tend to figure yourself out in places like that.

That's not really age difference. Though hot.

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>>25922215

>Pastebin update: http://pastebin.com/wr3d5tQR

>>If your penis could talk, it would likely be very upset at the way its been treated. You wonder if too many hard to soft resets are bad for it without "ejecting" first.

>>Awoken for the fifth time today with no relief in site, it’s a little bit wary. Babs isn’t doing anything really special, just softly stroking your partly chubbed penis from the head, all the way down the shaft, and back up again. The precum is eeeverywhere. At this rate you were gonna need an IV to replace your precious fluids.

>>You realize this is the first time Babs has actually touched your dick directly. Looking over, half her face in buried under the blanket, her eyes half lidded and looking away in embarrassment, the blush creeping up around her eyes.

>>Welp, diamonds. Making a choice, you reach under the blanket and hold her hand.

>>This does have the unfortunate side effect of removing it from your dick. You snuggle up tightly against her, your head buried up against the crook of her neck. She seems confused at first, but quickly relaxes into the snuggle. Your firmly intertwine your fingers with hers as she leans her head against yours and just enjoy the movie as a couple.

>>Sneaking a glance at the Oranges, it looks like they are cuddling up too. It almost looks like they are playing rock paper scissors under the… Oh. So that’s where Babs got it. Without making any furtive movements, you carefully return your eyes to the tv and your attentions to Babs.

>>25925715
O-oh Babs! I-I've never talked to you before!

H-how are you?

>>25925868

I'm doing OK. Hands are covered in a clear viscous fluid though.

Twinkleshine blushed brightly as Spike told her that he accidentally saw her girlhood. She certainly didn't mean to expose herself to the boy, it's just that she preferred not to wear panties under her nightgown. Still, the thought of Spike seeing her most private area excited her a little. It made her feel a bit naughty, and gave her an idea.

"Show me yours." She said abruptly. Spike jumped, both from the suddenness of her speaking and in disbelief at what she was asking.

"W-what?" He squeaked, not quite believing what he was hearing.

"Well, you saw my privates. I think it's only fair that I see yours." Twinkleshine explained.

Spike thought about what she said. Realizing she had a point, he reached down for his pajama bottoms, wrapping his thumbs and index fingers around the waistband. Twinkleshine leaned forward, waiting to see a boy's cock for the first time.

>>25921518
I posted the review on explicit pony fiction archive

>>25926206

How was this?0

>>25926270
Continue. Also use >greentext for exposition in the future.. Double also, whos Twinkleshine?

>>25926318

The pink haired unicorn in amending fences.

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>>25913090
>>Hush now little sister
>>I know you liked this Colt
>>But big sis wants to try him out
>>Before you get your go
>>There's no need to worry
>>You can have him when I'm through
>>But always remember Apple
>>I'm gonna fuck you too.

Bumpo.

Well thread, what music would you listen to if you had a chance to get with either a Milf, Dilf, Filly or Colt?

>>25927991
A live album, so people would clap every five minutes.
In all seriousness, though, probably the first playlist with more than five songs that I find in my phone. Big chance that it'll be the Ace Combat 2 soundtrack, considering it's the only album that's actually labeled in that thing.

>>25927991
electro or techno that sounds upbeat like a montage.

Quick update before I get back to writing.

I haven't really been working on my story today, primarily because I'm not exactly sure how. I'm trying to properly balance pacing, lewdness, and keeping things relatively happy all at once.

I'll be honest, I didn't quite expect things to go they way they are when I took up this story. In draft, things have gotten really dark because of the way I've described Scribble's thoughts, and I've had to redo large chunks because it got way too heavy, even for me.

If I may ask, how many of you are actually reading the story? I ask because I'm kind of missing MA Anon while writing this, and if there's no interest, I'll drop this and go back to work on MA Anon.

I'm still gonna work on both, regardless, but I also want to entertain you lot.

>>25928505
Keep going, I want to read more.

>>25927991
No one else wants to say anything?

If it was milf or dilf: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GxEaKXGs5cc

>>25928505
We are, it's just slow with the other writers missing. What about you work on MA Anon for now, give you time think of a good way to redo the work.

>>25928564
Nah, it's not a matter of re-doing anything. Right now it's a matter of continuing without fucking up the pace.

>>25928602
Do what feels comfortable then. Do you have any music you listen to?
Basically this >>25927991
To help pass the time as we wait.

>>25928632
I primarily listen to 80's rock in my free time. Either that or Power Metal. Occasionally I'll put on Zebrahead for shits and giggles because I detest Hard Rock and Zebrahead is one of the few bands I can stomach.

But, going to the question right quick.

>>25927991
With a MILF, I'd put on some smooth jazz (heavy on the brass, but not cheesy). I'd work slowly and gently with my fingers until the sax solo begins, then roughen things up a bit.

With a filly, I guess I'd put on something bubbly. Like, not the kiddie songs you hear in today's children CDs, but still happy. Probably played on the piano with a harmonica and acoustic guitar as secondaries.

>>25928787
What kind of happy bubbly music? Any examples?
And yeah, I agree with ya on the smooth jazz thing. Timing is key.

>>25929314
I don't exactly know why, but the first example that immediately comes to mind is "Piano Man".

So maybe something like that, just a little faster with a slightly higher pitch.

>>25929599
This is me, for the record.

>>25920273
So after a bit of a struggle, he managed to crane his neck downwards, giving himself unfiltered access to her sex. With a single swipe, he managed to make the girl yelp. Or rather, gurgle, seeing as her mouth was somewhat occupied. As the vibrations rippled over his dick, Scribble could not help but moan into his niece's box. He then pulled himself further forward, and rolled his tongue inwards. The small dick-filled mare gargled once again, as Scribble plunged his wet muscle into he niethers. He could almost see Melody's eyes roll back in his mind, and allowed himself a moment's pause while the mare took her own. After one too many moments challenged Scribble's patience, he pulled his head backwards, before thrusting it forward again. The new sensation of being tongue-fucked greatly excited Melody, in far more ways than just physically. Her Uncle's magazine had illistraited quite a few different positions and techniques for use, but nothing came close to this. The idea that there was more out there to desvover was quite the thrilling concept.

Meanwhile, Scribble was working hard to make sure his niece's first time would be amongst her best. While he was not very experienced in the art of lovemaking, he had picked up a few things here and there from his last girlfriend. Including tongue-fucking. He began to feel the girl's arousal drip from her winking citrorus every time his tongue would pull away from her sex, which he then proceeded to drink. Ocasionally, he would tilt his head upwards, as not to allow a single drop of the fluid to go to waste. The girl had completely stopped working on his shaft at this point, but it was of no concern to him. Somehow, he took comfort in knowing that she was the one feeling the pleasure.

>>25929784
Moar

>>25929784
Not that Scribble was totally unconcerned about his own pleasure, far from it. But he always one to care for other's well-being before his own. In many ways, this paid off, especially during sex. Other times, it bent him over and ramed him. But regardless of the outcome, Scribble often felt glad when he allowed someone else to take his pleasure.

And clearly it was paying off here. The stallion began to feel the girl's heartbeat increase as she lay on his torso, so he pulled her off his cock. The satisfying "pop" she made almost made him force the mare back on, but he resisted the urge once again. As he set her back down, he removed his tongue from within her, and aligned his horn with her hole. With a shriek from her, he thrust it into her cave, relishing the feeling of her marecum as it began to flow from within her

As each wave of the mare's first orgasm pulled over her, Scribble closed his eyes, and waited for the inevitable torrent of marecum. Soon enough, he felt his eyes bathe in the liquid, and grimaced as it filled his snout. After around ten seconds of holding his breath, Melody's finish came to a finish, which allowed Scribble to snort her pleasure out of his nostrils. After a few huffs through his nose, he took a deep whiff of the air, and caught a full blast of her musty scent. The pheromones hidden in the rancid odor made the situation bearable though. He took a quick swipe at his upper snout, flinching slightly as the taste of stale hay hit his palate. He allowed his body to shutter in response, but nothing further.

"O-oh... O-oh my-" he heard Melody exclaim.

"How did you like that, baby girl?" he asked, as he pulled her onto his chest.

She rolled over onto her stomach, before nuzzling herself into her Uncle's unkempt chest fuzz.

"I loved it Uncle Scribble..."

>>25929909
Chuckling to himself, he wrapped an arm around the white mare, and closed his eyes to catch some sleep.

"Can we do more fun stuff?" she asked excitedly.

His eyes quickly shot open, and he looked over to his niece. There she was, looking at him with wide eyes, still very much film of life. He was absolutly flabbergasted. Not thirty seconds had passed since her world-shattering orgasm, and she wanted to move onto faze two. Perhaps the energy of children extended beyond hyperactivity. He shook whatever tiredness he had aquired from his performance away, and sat up. After blinking twice, he shrugged his shoulders.

"Sure. We can. But I need to grab something first."

Melody, now with eyed alight, began nodding vigorously. As Scribble headed for his bathroom, she began hopping in place on his bed, which made the stallion chuckle. She was so full of life, and was just so adorable, that it made the idea of banging her almost unpalatable.

Almost.

With his magic, the writer propped open his medicine cabinet, and grabbed the lube out from the top shelf. He opened the cap as he headed back into the main part of his bedroom, and gave it a quick little squeeze for fun. He watched as a small fountain of lubricant sprung from the cap, and smiled to himself. Hopefully, he figured, it would be enough to allow him to fit into his niece. As he sat on the bed, he offered the bottle to the mare.

"Wanna help me lube up?"

She took the plastic from his grip, and looked at him puzzledly.

"Just squirt a bit into your hooves," he explained. "And then rub those all over my private part."

She looked at his long member in amazement, before squirting a generous amount of lube into her hooves. She then, very gingerly, began applying it to Scribble's shaft, much to his obvious pleasure. He couldn't even watch the tiny mare rub him down, seeing as his body had forced him to admire his ceiling.

>>25929985
Awaiting penetration.

>>25910345
Missed me?

>Surprisingly, you didn’t sleep in.
>Even more surprisingly, your brother didn’t say anything about you and Snowdrop getting together.
>Saves you the trouble of finding a piano.
>…
>Although knowing him, he’s probably going to tell everyone in school.
>Wonder if Vinyl would give you a discount if you tell her what you’re going to use it for.
>As you ponder if an electronic keyboard counts as one, you hear someone walking towards the bus station.
>You turn around to see Snowdrop strolling down the street.
“Hey, Snow!” You say, trying to get her attention.
>Snowdrop stops on her tracks, then walks faster.
>She sits down next to you, and then hugs you.
>”Good morning, Anon.” She says without breaking the hug.
>You wrap your arm around her, then pull her closer to you.
>”Nice to see you too.”
>You stay like this for almost a minute, before a thought occurs to you.
“Wait, doesn’t your mom usually drive you to school?”
>Snowdrop breaks the hug to look towards you.
>”Yeah, but she had to leave for work early again.” Snowdrop says with a sad expression in her face.
“That’s happening a lot lately?”
>Snowdrop lies back on the bus stop’s seat.
>”Yeah, her work’s been taking a lot out of her. Some days she’s barely in the house, and I have no one to talk to.”

>>25930673
“Yeah, I know how you feel.”
>”How so?” Inquires Snowdrop.
“Well, both my parents work ten hour shifts.” You explain. “They leave at six in the morning, come back at four in the afternoon, and they usually go to bed around ten.”
>”Oh, that’s quite the busy schedule.”
“Yeah, no kidding. We can only do stuff on the weekends, but good luck getting my brother to get off his ass.”
“I mean, shit, I’m no better, but at least I do other stuff. Like using the computer, very important.”
>Snowdrop chuckles a little.
>”Me and my mom usually just talk, or listen to some audiobooks.” Snowdrop turns her head towards the ground. “Whenever she’s not busy, that is.”
“I imagine it gets pretty lonely in there.”
>”Very.”
>Well, that didn’t help.
>Alright, think fast, chucklenuts.
“Hey, you can always give me a call if you’re bored.”
>Snowdrop looks towards you again.
>”Uh… r-really?”
“Yeah. I mean, shit, I’m not doing anything most of the time.”
>”O-oh, okay, I’ll, um, remember that.”
>Worked like a charm.
>Before you can say anything else, you see the bus round approaching the stop.
“Hey, Snow—“
>”Yeah, I heard it.”

>>25930683
And a little preview of the next next, next, next, etc. part.

>Snowdrop rolls down her panties, giving you a small peek at her ass.
>"It's a good thing I wear a skirt, huh?" She says, while holding her underwear on her hand.
>You'll say "It's always the quiet ones", but that's not really appropriate in her case.

>>25930702
>>25929985
You two keep it up! Loving the green.

boop

>>25925715
Please update

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>>25933852
Oh hey, I still have this thing.

We really miss viral YEEPZ and Orange
Even though Orange and YEEPZ are going to update later tonight. EST

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>>25933852
Is... is there any more of this?

>>25935290
None that I have found.
Sorry.

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>>25935326

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>>25935326
>Pic related just for shit and giggles.

>>25935498
Is that Rei from Hokuto no Ken or that guy that looks suspiciously similar to him from Souten no Ken?

>>25927991
Maybe some drum and bass for the fillies and some oldies music for milfs.

Anything Rob Zombie. With strobelights and smoke machines. I like to put on a show when I fuck horses, old or young.

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>>25918269
>>25934947
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=82E7vhtLxNs
Hey guys, I've really missed you as well, my beautiful lovelies.
I'm sorry for the quiet lately, my stupid neck has been acting up and is almost constantly stiff and aching (on Christmas eve, after me and the family finished opening our presents, I got the mother of all migraines thanks to my neck and had to go to bed while the rest of the family got to enjoy each other's company).
And these last few days I've felt so damn tired and achy, so my writing has been very slow.

I'll also be going away again during New Years, going to meet up with some friends I haven't seen in a while and play some board games.
I might have access to a computer during that time, if so I'll keep trying to work on my green, but I can't promise anything.
If I can't get ahold of a computer, I hope you'll be patient with me, even though you've already been saints in that department so far.

If I don't see you until then, then Happy New Years to all of you, you beautiful, wonderful people that I love so dear!
Hope all of you will have a great one!

>>25927991
I'd probably go with some type of rock or metal (probably rock), since those are the genres I listen to the most.
Though I've thought for a long time that it'd be pretty funny to have sex in rhythm with the Ghostbusters theme.

>>25928505
I miss MAnon.

>>25934018
Sick, and have a road trip tomorrow. May be able to sit down and write the day after that.

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>pg 9

Shame. Shaaaaaame!

>>Fluttershy pegs human little brother Angel.

>http://www.fimfiction.net/story/274954/flutterbrother

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>>25930683
Just noticed your green. I really like it

Don't stop, please. Or I will cut you

>>25930702
My Hype and my Boner are at 300%

I was testing animu style, but I think I'm gonna do some blue Snowdrop as EqG style, just for you.

>>25936500
If you have access to a computer, then keep it locked since you are going to be at someone else's place. Write than lock. You don't want them seeing what you write?

>>25938209
I was planning to, at the very least, get to the sex scene tonight.

Soooo... I'm back writing more Scoots x Kid Anon story after exploring ghost pone some. Glad to see this thread is still going strong. I have a lot of reading to catch up on itt since I've been away for maybe three or four weeks.


Anyway I'll be posting more of "The Wonderful Misadventures of Scootaloo and Kid Anon" now.

If you would like to read the story from the beginning here is the pastebin. http://pastebin.com/BAne48b7

>Then a bright and blurry light from above you.
>You struggle to open your eyes more, but it feels like your ripping apart your eyelids from all the built up crud.
>Fighting harder against the condensed sleepiness you persevere and succeed in bringing your eyes to bear on the white light.
>Then an explosion of pain in your skull as the light assaults your senses, forcing you snap your eyes shut.
>A little groan escapes your lips as you feel the headache build.
>You want to bring an arm up to rub away the sleeps and shield your eyes from the luminous onslaught.
>However as you go to move your arm, you feel as if it is restrained, tucked tight against your body, held in place by some well tucked sheets.
>You renew your efforts, wiggling your right arm up your side… but you feel weak, like the act of just moving your arm is a great struggle.
>But after a few moments struggle you achieve a minor victory, your arm is free of its cotton constraints.
>Weakly, like a wet noodle, you flail your arm across your face, and proceed to rub your eyes into your sleeve.
>The fabric feels coarser than your normal shirt, but that doesn’t concern you.
>What does concern you is where the heck are you… and how did you get here… and where was Scoots?
>Your eyes are still closed, you don’t want to make this headache worse.
>You scrunch your face in concentration, remembering the last things you could.
>Boarding through town… Scoots wings… Those spray painted rocks… That hill…
>It’s all rushing back to you, how you raced her down the hill, how she jumped over the rocks, how you hit them… how time seemed to slow down before impact… how you felt weightless flying forward… and the overwhelming blackness that overtook you.
>It felt like all that was just a minute ago…
>But also so… long… ago…

>>25938884
>You need to know where you are.
>Covering your eyes with your arm, you gingerly peek them open.
>You just see your arm, but that’s the plan.
>Raising your arm just a little, you let your eyes adjust.
>It’s still very bright, but with the shade your arm is casting, you’re able to blink the room into focus after a few seconds.
>Your head is propped a little forward on a pillow, so you only get a view of the far wall and ceiling.
>Just a blank beige wall and white ceiling.
>You shut your eyes again, bringing your arm to your side.
>That snapshot didn’t do much to tell you where you are, just that you’re not in your bedroom… but you could have told that by the stiffer bed and rougher sheets.
>If you had to guess, you’d say a hospital… but your head hurt too much for guessing.
>But you were still determined to understand your surroundings.
>With a great effort you dig your heels into the bedsheets, and using your arms for leverage, you force yourself up against the backboard so you can sit up.
>With each motion you feel your muscles cramp and complain like they had been awoken from a deep slumber.
>Another long groan as you made the final push, and there you were, sitting up in bed, feeling like a sack of jelly, eyes still closed against the light.
>’Alright now… it’s now or never’ you thought to yourself.
>Raising a hand above your eyes, you hesitate for only a second before opening them.
>Bright, bright light greets you…
>But after a few seconds the dazzling effect wears off, and you see a spacious and sparsely furnished room come into view.
>The walls are dull, and there is a door on the far side with a little window at the top.
>You turn your head to the left, observing only a counter top with a sink, a few boxes on the counter, some cabinets above, and even further to the left there was an IV stand.
>Bags at the top of the stand lead into a tube that ran down, under the covers… and right into the back of your left hand.

>>25938898
>This was new, and the thought of something being in the back of your hand freaked you out.
>suppressing your anxiety, you looked at your hand, flexing it.
>It felt weird, but it didn’t hurt.
>’Oook… I wonder what kind of horse medicine their pumping into me…’
>The thought passes through your mind, but is quickly pushed out as you hear a little snore from the right.
>Rolling your head, you hear a few cracks in your neck, as your vision shifts to the right.
>Your heart skips a beat at the sight.
>It’s Scootaloo, slumped over a table, her head in her forearm, softly snoozing away.
>Her mane looks frazzled, like she hadn’t taken care of it in a while, and her body looked worse for wear too.
>A few feathers were sticking in odd directions, and her coat didn’t look as vibrant as you remember.
>To her side there is a few books, all fiction, mostly Daring Do novels with a few other titles mixed in.
>One directly in front of her was open, maybe a third of the way through.
>She looks like a peaceful wreck, little snores emanating from her slumped form as her back raises and falls in a gentle rhythm.
>You smile at the sight, nothing could have made you feel better than seeing your best friend by your side… except maybe seeing your adoptive mother again too.
>You sigh, rolling your head back to center, and staring up.
>You see the source of your discontent taunting you from above.
>That damn light, wreaking havoc on your fragile mind.
>You squint your eyes, and bring a hand to your forehead, rubbing in slow circles.
>Your face feels greasy, but as you work your hand further up your head you’re greeted with an odd, unexpected, texture.
>Cloth bandages, wrapped tight around your skull.
>Starting at the top of your forehead and covering the entire top of your head, you felt a little like a mummy as your hand explored further up and behind your skull.

>>25938914
>You groaned some more, additional pain sinking into your head as your hand brushed over the top of your skull.
>You’d had enough of that, and again opened your eyes to explore the room some more.
>Further on your right was a heart rate monitor, oscillating in a predictable, slow manner.
>Wires ran from it to a little strap around your wrist.
>And further in front of you, next to the door was two switches.
>Those, those were the key to doing away with the pain that plagued your head.
>Those were your new target.
>And you would turn those off even if it was the last thing you did.
>Mustering all your strength you push yourself forward.
>You bring an arm to your side, and start working the sheets out of the side of the bed.
>After a minute you’ve removed the sheets, but your arms feel exhausted.
>You can see that you’re wearing a hospital gown, but it’s been obviously altered for your form with some arm holes cut out, and sleeves quickly stitched on where your arms should be.
>Ignoring the burning sensation in your arms you swing your legs over the left side of the bed.
>Grabbing hold of the IV stand you look over the side of the bed.
>Maybe six inches between your bare feet and the cold tile floor.
>You grimace, but steel yourself; this was a battle for your very existence.
>The light must be shut off.
>You push off with your right arm, and let your feet slap against the floor.
>You try to support yourself against the IV stand, but your legs are too weak to support you, and your arm is no match for gravity.
“Oooofff… Owww”
>You collapse into a pile of scrawny body parts, tubes, and wires next to the bed.
>As you lie on the floor, the warmth of your bed replaced by the chilly tiles and air, you hear a stirring from across the room.
>The rhythmic snores are interrupted by a snorting sound followed by a long ‘ughhhhhhh’ like sound.
>”Uhhhhh A-anon” A whisper from across the room.

>>25938927
>You gulp, and whisper a reply.
“Scoots…”
>”Anon!” Her enthusiasm is apparent, even though it was just a whisper.
>You hear a rustling from across the room, and hooves falling on the tiles.
>”W-where are you?”
>You try to adjust yourself so your sitting with your back propped against the bed frame.
“Ummm over here.” You’re still whispering, even though you don’t know why, but Scoots started it.
>You here soft hoofsteps falling, growing nearer, and in a second Scoots is rounding the corner of the bed, a wide smile on her face.
>”Anon…” She whispers, staring at you for a second, tears forming in her purple eyes.
>You give her a weak smile.
>Next thing you know she’s next to you, hugging you, and burying her face in your shoulder.
>You shift to your side, wrapping your arms around her, resting your head on top of hers.
>”I-I-I d-didn’t know! I didn’t know t-the r-rocks… t-that they would… would b-be there! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” she was trailing off, shudders wracking her body.
>She was sobbing into your shoulder uncontrollably.
>You held her, you didn’t blame her, you just wanted her comfort… and she wanted yours.
“It’s not your fault… I’m not mad… I’m just… tired.” You whisper into her ear, a yawn punctuating your sentence.
>She nuzzles her tear soaked face into your shoulder before looking up to you, red puffy eyes looking into your tired, baggy, eyes.
>You smile at her, and pull her head against your chest, stroking her frazzled mane.
>You feel weird… that you’re so tired even though you must have been sleeping for a while.
>You let out a yawn, as Scoots sniffles away her emotional state.
>But your head is still throbbing, and you know your mission must be accomplished… but maybe with a little help.
“Scoots…?”
>”*Sniff* Yah Anon?”
“The light… It’s killing me…”

>>25938949
>”T-the doctors *sniff* don’t like it when I turn it off…”
“C-can you please?”
>”Heh… like I wouldn’t have done it… but first you need to get back in bed.”
“Yahhhh…”
>You struggle to support yourself on your legs, pushing yourself up against the bedframe, working your way up the bed.
>You feel Scoots hop up the bed, and feel a hoof tap your shoulder.
>”Need a hoof bro?”
“k-kinda…” You blushed, embarrassed you were struggling so much to just get into bed.
>You raise a hand, and take hold of her hoof.
>With a mighty yank, Scoots hauls you up onto the bed.
>Flopping around a little, you find your way back under the warm covers, and shiver away the chill of the floor.
“Thanks Scoots.” You give her a red-faced smile.
>”It helps that you’re a lot lighter, you know…”
>It was true, you could feel your ribs protruding, and your arms looked like they had less meat on them too.
>’How long have I been out for…’
>”Now one more thing.”
>With a final sniff, Scoots hops off the end of the bed, and hits the light switch.
>To your relief the room is flooded with darkness save for a gentle glow emanating from the little window atop the door.
>You feel the bed bounce as Scoots hops up.
>You flip open the covers, scooting over to make room for her.
>She crawls in next to you snuggling into your side.
>You throw the covers overtop the two of you, as you return her snuggle.
“Thank you Scootaloo… for everything” You whisper into her ear.
>”It’s… n-nothing Anon” Her voice hitched a little.
>You wrap an arm around her, pressing into her half for comfort, half for heat.
“How long…?”
>She shudders, but relaxes in your arm.
>”Three weeks…”
“You look like it~” Rubbing your face against hers a little, feeling her greasy mane between your fingers.
>”Aaanoooon~” She fake whines.
>Her warm breath tickles your cheek, and you can’t help yourself.

>>25938961
>Your head drifts lower; she senses your desire, and moves her head upwards.
>Your lips brush against one another, like old friends reunited after years apart.
>You push your head forward a little, locking lips.
>She sucks a little on your lower lip, as you take in the soft texture of hers.
>You suck against her upper lip, and feel a little dryness and chapping… like she had been breathing conditioned air for a while.
>’Three weeks… She’s been here three weeks with me…’
>Your hand drifts further down the back of her head, along her back, until it was resting overtop one of her wings.
>You felt a few feathers sticking up, and you shift them back in line with the rest.
>Scoots wiggles a little as you work her feathers, pulling you closer, shifting the angle of her head.
>She has a sweet musk about her, nothing offensive to the senses, but you could tell she hadn’t taken very good care of herself the past few weeks.
>The kiss comes to an end, your lips pulling away from each other as you rest your forehead against hers.
>Your headache is still present, but it’s subsiding thanks to the dark.
>Scoots warmth is washing over your fragile body, and you feel a comfort overtaking you.
>She rubs a hoof along your side as you hold her.
>You close your eyes, and you feel as if you’re floating in a warm sea.
>You nuzzle into her, and she shivers a little… thinking her own thoughts.
>”I… I thought I lost you…”
>Her whisper sounds scared and small.
>”They said… they said you might not make it at first…”
>Now you’re shivering, pulling her closer.
>”T-the r-rock was in… in your head.”
“The bandages…” You whispered, pulling an arm to feel your wrapped head again.
>You felt something wet against your cheek.
>You bring the hand away from your head, and wipe a tear away from Scoot’s clenched shut eyes.

>>25938971
>You didn’t want to think about any of what your body had endured… You just wanted to be close to Scoots… and to sleep.
>You rest your arm around Scoot’s head, and bring your face back to hers, again locking lips, preventing her from continuing.
>She melts into your embrace, sticking her tongue against your lips, wanting more.
>You part your lips, letting her tongue slide against yours as you work your soft member into her mouth.
>Your tongues lazily play for a few moments, spiraling around each other, interlocking, and feeling each other’s texture.
>You can feel a tear wet your lip, having traveled down the side of Scoot’s face.
>The salty taste juxtaposes the sweeter flavors of her mouth as your tongues interlock.
>You scratch behind her ear, eliciting a little moan from the purple maned filly.
>Breaking the gentle embrace, you nuzzle into her some more.
>Regardless of the foreign bed, the bandages wrapped around your head, and your weakened state… everything just feels right with Scoots by your side.
“Scoots… I love you…” a soft whisper in the still room.
>She shudders, snuggling into you more.
>”I love you too Anon… I love you so much~”
>You stroke her back, a shudder runs through you as you process her words… and how scared she must have been these last few weeks.
>All you can do is hold her and reassure her.
“I’d never leave you… no little rock could do that…”
>”Heh… don’t joke about that” She shivers again.

>>25938987
“I won’t… but I’m serious…”
>”Thank you for staying.”
“Thank you for waiting.”
>You feel sleep overtaking you.
>Today had been an exhausting day, even if all you did was move like three feet.
>You knew Scoots would be there for you, always.
>You felt safe, comfortable, and happier than you’d felt in a while.
>You felt love.
>And you felt loved.
>You drifted to sleep snuggled up against the orange filly that saved you…
Anyway I don't know if anyone was looking for updates to this but I made some anyway. I hope y'all enjoy, and I'll be back later to read more. Just being kicked out of Starbucks now cuz their closed. Night y'all, and happy New Year!

>>25927991
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uxUI0BgPfOM
This is for the fillies and colts.

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I really, REALLY, need more MILF x Young Adult greens.
This thread should be called /ss/ or /foalcon/ by now.

Everyone's coming back tonight.

>>25929985
The small groans Scribble made, combined with his sudden tenses, prompted Melody to explore more. She then began running her hoof on the underside of his dick, and jumped back slightly when it twitched. She couldn't help but giggle, and poke the phallic object a few times in response.

"Uncle Scribble! You're pee pee is dancing!" she exclaimed.

"That's just it's way of saying hello darling," he groaned. "It's telling you that you're doing a good job."

"Can you make it dance again?" she asked breathlessly.

With a shrug of his shoulders, Scribble began flexing his cock, much to Melody's amusement. She didn't even notice her mouth drop open in wonder, as she busied herself by studying the long object. She almost took it in her mouth again, but she didn't want to taste whatever coated it. So instead, she satisfied her curiosity by manually making it move. As her expression returned to a more neutral one, she began poking at the head of his penis, before she started to stroke it with both hooves at its sides. She watched as every muscle in her Uncle's body contracted, before he scurried away from her. With her hooves still in front of her, she looked to her Uncle, confusion riddling her face.

"Uncle Scribble, why'd you move away?"

"Because," he began , panting. "That area of my body is incredibly sensitive. I've never really had it touched like that before."

"So... did I do bad?"

"No, no. Quite the contrary in fact. It felt way too good."

"Oh..."

The two then sat in silence, save Scribble's breathing, until he managed to get himself under grips.

"Let's move on then. I think I'm plenty lubed up now."

Melody nodded, and then fell onto her back to expose her sex.

"Uncle Scribble, what was that liquid for?"

"That was lube honey. It will allow me to fit inside you easier."

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>>25940139

>>25940139
Ideas? Scenarios? Someone might make one if you actually contribute a bit.
Basically, make a prompt or suggestion on what characters and situation.

>>25940139
I might just do that after all is said and done with MA Anon.

"Course, that could be a while...

>>25940143
"Why do you need to fit inside me easier?"

Scribble merely closed his eyes and rolled them, as he lined himself up with his niece's box.

"Because my penis is nearly as long as your body sweetie. I dony want to hurt you any more than nessicary?"

"Nessicary?" the mare puzzled worriedly. "Y-you mean I'm going to be hurt?"

"Unfortunately yes. At the start at least. You see, there's a little flap of flesh in the way that prevents me from fully pushing into you. It's called your 'hymen'. I need to tear it to fully experience you."

"W-why is it there if it's just going to hurt me?"

Scribble gives a brief shrug before answering.

"Most likely to keep bacteria out. Wouldn't want you getting sick now would we?"

Even with this explanation, Melody still had her doubts about the whole ordeal. Scribble soon noticed this, and bent down to kiss his niece on the forehead.

"If you're feeling uncomfortable about this, we can always stop."

"NO!" Melody cried. "I want to make you feel good! I want to repay you for how nice you've been to me! If I feel a little pain in the process..."

She takes a moment to gulp down her fears before continuing.

"Then I'll feel a little pain!"

Through a tired face, Scribble couldn't help but smile, as he bent down and locked lips with his niece. The sudden gesture shocked the filly, but she soon overcame it, and returned his passion. Shock returned to her once again though, when Scribble eased his tongue into her mouth. She naturally put up some resistance at the start, but soon allowed herself to relax as his tongue began exploring deeper into her mouth.

After several moments, he broke the kiss, and looked into the mare's eyes.

"Here we go," he exclaimed.

>>25940158

Bit i have the imagination and talent equal to a Brit.

Fuck it, might as well.

This prompt will be cliche as fuck:

>Set 5 years after the death of Night Light
>Anon is 21, Velvet is 42
>Both of them are sadfucks and antisocial
>Twilights tries to get both of them to be friends (Twilight actually likes Anon, just for shit and gigs)
>Shenanigans
>"Gee, we are too similar
>More Shenanigans
>"B-but im more than 20 years older than you"
>Sappy shit and Shenanigans
>Lewd things
>The end

>>25940306
Slowly, but firmly, he eased himself into her young pussy. When he finally reached the barrier sepperating him and his pleasure, he sighed a little to himself.

"Brace yourself sweetie," he warned. "This is gonna hurt."

And with one small thrust, he tore her innocence, and sent pain flying through her body. She gave a somewhat long cry of pain, before her voice softened to small sobs and pants. After tightly wrapping his arms around her, Scribble began whispering reassurances into his niece's ear. She finally managed to quell her voice after several minutes, and looked up at her uncle with pleading eyes.

She was ready.

The stallion pulled his hips backwards until his shaft hit the entrance of her cave. With a light thrust, he slid the near entirety of his member back into her, and only stopped when he noticed the large bulge that had formed in her stomach. Satisfied with his length inside, he pulled our yet again, and allowed himself a little more power in his second thrust. He then wrapped her legs around his neck for slightly better leverage, and began to thrust more rapidly. Nothing too extreme to start out, but quick enough to satisfy the both of them. He began to admire the slapping sound their flesh made as they collided, and soon focused entirely on that. Melody was clearly enjoying herself, seeing as her tongue had been completely freed from her mouth. Scribble watched as a small strand of drool tricked off of it and down her neck, only to fly off with another one of his thrusts. Jr dared not change his position, fearing that he would screw up in the process. The few times he had engaged in intercourse in the past were usually dominated by his partner. To be in control for the first time in his life... was an exciting prospect for Scribble. And not one he wanted to give up.

Finally, after a minute or so of thrusting, Scribble emptied his load into his niece, relishing in the pleasure of each wave of his orgasm.

>>25938971
>”T-the r-rock was in… in your head.”
"Punished Anon -- A Horsefucking Legend."
It's good to see you're back.

>>25930702
>As you board the bus, you notice that it’s not the same bus driver from last time.
>Thank fuck.
>You turn around to look at Snowdrop, and see her climbing the last step.
>You sit down in the first empty row you find, with Snowdrop walking past you.
“Hey, I already sat here.”
>Snowdrop stops walking, then turns at you.
>”Oh sorry, just… force of habit, I suppose.”
>Snowdrop sits next to you, then puts her cane in her bag.
“Looks like Babs missed the bus.” You say while looking around. “Good.”
>Snowdrop looks towards you for a moment, before grabbing your hand.
>”Anon, can I ask you something? It may be a little personal.”
“Uh… sure, I guess?”
>”Did anything happen between you and Babs?”
>Oh boy.
“No.”
>”Anon…”
“I’m serious, she just kinda showed up one day and—“
>”I’m blind, Anon, not stupid.” Snowdrop says, while frowning. “People don’t hate each other like that just because.”
>You sigh, then lie back in your seat.
“Babs and I knew each other for a long while. Hell, we even dated for a while.”

>>25940697
>”Oh. Didn’t see that coming.” Snowdrop says.
“Yeah, I know.”
>”How did you two became friends anyways?” Inquires Snowdrop. “Um, if you don’t mind me asking, that is.”
“Nah, it’s alright. I never have anyone to talk to about this anyways.” You say, while shrugging. “Well, I didn’t have too many friends in middle school, surprising; I know. After all, who could resist my charms?” You say sarcastically. “Anyways, Babs being, well, Babs, mostly just punched the crap of everybody. I just was the one that stuck around after getting his ass kicked.”
>”And what happened after that?”
“I guess puberty happened, and we just went for the person who we liked most. I guess being the only two kids with weird accents helped us to stick together, or maybe it was because we were the only ones that dealt with each other’s shit, I don’t know.”
>Snowdrop grips your hand tighter.
>”I can’t imagine what must have happened that drove you apart like that.”
“Me neither.”
>Snowdrop looks at your direction with a confused look on her face.
>”What do you mean?”
“I mean, I don’t know what happened either.” You say before sighing. “Her parents had to go back to Manhattan, and I lost track of her. Once they moved back I thought she’d be happy to see me, but she wouldn’t even give me the time of day.”
>Snowdrop opens her mouth to say something, but then just looks at you sadly.
>”I’m… sorry that happened, Anon.”
“Nah, don’t worry about it.” You say while shuffling her hair. “Honestly, sometimes I think it was for the best, you put two people who don’t give a fuck together, something’s bound to go wrong sooner than later.”
>Snowdrop lets go of your arm, then hugs you.
>”I promise I won’t be going anywhere, Anon.”
“…Thanks, Snow.”

>>25940711
>You step out of the bus, followed by Snowdrop.
>As you enter the school, you catch Snowdrop’s attention.
“Hey, are you planning to do anything after school?”
>”No, why?”
“Well, I thought maybe we could go to the park, since weather’s been improving a little lately.”
>Snowdrop seems a little disappointed at the last part, but still seems to like the idea.
>”Sure, I’d love to.” She says, while smiling. “Same as yesterday?”
“Yeah, I’ll be waiting outside school. Hopefully, I won’t break my hand this time…”
>Both you and Snowdrop say your goodbyes, then walk to class.
>Bet you won’t guess how class went.
>If you say boring, then congratulations.
>You were wrong.
>Not only Babs was in school, but she was also pissed about you ignoring her yesterday.
>Chairs were flung, a fire extinguisher got used, and a window was almost broken.
>Fun times.
>Still, you’re not going to let that ruin your evening.
>You check your clock, it’s almost 14:00, Snowdrop should be coming out soon.
>Right on cue; you see her walk out of the school, her cane in one hand and her notebook in the other.
“Hey, Snowdrop! Over here!” You say to guide her towards you.
>She raises her head towards you, then starts walking faster towards you, before stopping in front of you and looking up towards your face.
>”Shall we get going?” She says with a smile.