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Reversed Gender roles Equestria

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First for Luna-related RGRE green.
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>>25933221
Didn't we use this pick already? Also when Nordanon coming back?
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>>25933283
I only have like, 4 rgre pics on my phone and cycle between them.
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>>25933324
Good enough
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Mares in Canterlot always insist on walking to ths right of the colt to keep the fairer sex from being hit by falling plants and other, sometimes strange, stuff being tossed from second story buldings.

Anon is taking a walk with the princesses, who are having one hell of a time trying to keep him "safe" as he keeps gravitating to the right to get to his favorite food carts that are parked on the side of the road.
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>>25933221
Proposing official Horsemarriageā„¢ symbol
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Update will happen either when I get home, or if work dies down enough.
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>>25931068
Day KF2 soundtrack stuck in head

Be Anon
>its kariokie night down at the local watering hole
>you are there with your friends who insist you give it a try
>you've sang/humed a bit around them and they thought is was really good
>the promise of free drinks for the night finally convinces you
>they think they are bribing YOU with drinks
>ha, suckers
>You have no problem singing
>hopping up on stage you announce that you will be singing a song from earth
>a lot of the mares cheer and some lean in closer
>you make sure your earpro is in and the speakers are all at 11
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yvSNYSzASww
>as you sing you see the bar go into a panic
>ponies literally fighting each other to get through the door
>babies, this song isnt that bad
>when you finnish bar is empty, oh well at least your drinks were free
>wake up next morning
>there are trinkets and offereings in your yard
>wtf?
>at the market you also notice Zecora eyeing you up more than usual

>Ponies are wierd
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No more CamWhore Anon, life is pain
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>>25933755
I greatly enjoy thing.

Also thanks for the music link.
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>>25933463
Pic related.

>>25933755
>KF2
I'm refusing to buy it until it's out of early access. How is it now? Is it still feeling a bit content-barren?
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>>25933755
>Secret cult in town thinks that Anon is the Old God they (failed to) summoned
>Certain mares in town (eg Lyra, Derpy, Roseluck) start inconspicuously following Anon around town all day, not leaving until he makes it back to his house
>Sometimes ponies pass him and whisper, "Hail S'glhuo!"
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>>25933944
I bought it cause I really enjoyed KF
So far it has been enjoyable, however:
Boss Dr Hans faggot needs a tweak
the difficulty spike from normal to hard might need to be planed down a bit
A few large maps need to be added (like farm from KF)
and they could always use more weapons
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>>25934023
>S'glhuo
All I can think about when you say that is the singularity from Space Station 13
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>>25934052
This is fine too. Turns out that Ponyville is too innocent to actually try and summon a real Old God (or even have a concept of what an Old One is), and they were really just LARPing a session of Space Station 13.

Anon was the traitor.
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>>25934094
If you want to start a real cult you need to get changelings involved.
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>>25934242
Hot monkey love cult?
They'd feed off it for decades.
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>>25934242
>changelings discover that anon gives off more love all of ponyville combined
>sneak in at night to cuddle with him
>queen orders that anon's capture is top priority
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>>25934363
>Anon willing goes, because alien bug horse sex sounds awesome
>Fucks the brains out of queen
>Queen nearly overdoses on hot monkey dick
>Queen forms addiction to the hmd
>Anon is now formally declared ruler of changelings
>Changeling Satyr offspring everywhere.
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>>25934363
Chrysalis would have to enforce a strict curfew to keep control of her hive.
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As my xmas present to myself, i finally caught up with this glorious thread.
Although many of you are kinda flaky, my sincere thanks to all the writefags, especially good ol' favs like bnw and frosty, the latter of which is closing in on bnw as my fave thanks to the increasingly humourous way you've been writing. y'all roght.
AnA doing great, and thanks for finishing the barbarian story Shuk.
Durnk for continuing to be the king of oneshots and extended prompts.
And all the rest o' yah.
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>>25934439
This had better end in gratuitous incest.
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>>25933755
>>at the market you also notice Zecora eyeing you up more than usual
I like it.

>>25933860
Which one was that?
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Remember to defend yourself from the matriarchy.
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>>25934033 >>25933944
KFdykes, in my RGRE thread? Sup, girls!
I'm still salty they didn't let me to be a support-gunner with the mofucking trenchgun, so I'm waiting until release.

>>25934718
>Teat-twisting
oh-yes.ogg

>>25934634
>Which one was that?
IIRS we only had one, the one that agreed to meet up with gentle nerd pone from ponechan on the next day.
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>>25934800
>the one that agreed to meet up with gentle nerd pone from ponechan on the next day
O-oh

>>25933860
I put off doing things a lot. I was also thinking of going back and editing everything so that it was all in second-person, but I'm not sure if I should so that's another reason for putting it off for me.
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>>25933324
We have used this picture multiple times and are becoming increasingly efficient at it
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>>25934023
>anon thinks it's a joke and counters with a "Hail Hydra"
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>>25934718
...Can't rape the willing, Anon.
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Looks like heading home is delayed, so prepare for green.
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>With winter past and spring starting to show it's face, signs of the next holiday are popping up everywhere.
>Colts are talking about the mares they have their eyes on, or what they're hoping their marefriends will get or do for them.
>Mares are trying to learn what colts want, sneakily of course.
>All in all, not that different from Valentines day back home.
>Here, it's Hearts and Hooves day, and like last year, you're sticking to the fringes of it.
>You're just starting to settle into some social circles, so you're not expecting much besides the possible pity or all my friends get one candy.
>Yeah, the ponies do candy hearts here, since chocolate is apparently poisonous to most sapient species.
>Of course, red and pinks hearts are stuck up everywhere, couples writing their initials in some.
>Even homework and worksheet questions get into the holiday spirit, with more romantic inclinations to them.
>It's not even Hearts and hooves yet, and already you're tired of it.
>Ducking under another heart bedazzled banner, you enter the school proper, heading for your locker.
>Or at least, you would, except that hall door seems to be blocked by a prop wall.
>A wall with a question.
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>>25935365

>Scrawled out in pink text is the question 'Is your name Anonymous?'.
>Below it is two big buttons, one that says yes, and one that says no.
>Since you are in fact, Anonymous, you press the yes button, and it makes a *Squee* noise, followed by a section of the wall, shifting aside like a door.
>Curiosity piqued, you duck under the slightly short doorway, only to see another wall not far ahead.
>And with another wall, comes another question.
>'On a scale of 1-10, how would you rate this tuft?'
>Below the question is a hole cut out of the wall, and in the hole is a pony's chest, puffed up and sticking out.
>Given the colour of the fur, you can tell almost immediately who it is.
>After all, there's only one pony you know with bubblegum pink fur.
>But who'd say no to the chance to rub a ponies softest patch of fluff.
>Reaching out, you toussle and rub that chest fluff, the pony on the other side accidentally letting out a quiet noise, before pushing into your hand more.
>There's what looks like a chalk board, and a piece of chalk, and with your free hand, you pick up the white stick.
>Still rubbing the ever soft heck out of her chest tuft, you draw a 1, before scratching your chin.
>There's a very quiet sound on the other side, but you can't make it out.
>But, with your chin now no longer itching, you write the 0 down next to the 1.
>There's a sudden squeal, and the fur beneath your fingers dissapears with a pop, and another door pannel slides open.
>Poking your head through the hole, you don't see anything besides another wall.
>Going through the door, you find the third wall and third question.
>'Are you alone for the upcoming Hearts and Hooves day?'
>A yes and a no button are here like last time, and just to have a little fun, you push the no button.
>Dissapointed noises come from the other side, followed by fast scratching sounds, before another wall door pannel opens.
>The question on this wall has been rapidly scratched out, and replaced by another.
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>>25935384

>'Who are you going out with?'
"Well, I planned on going out with a friend," you reply, checking the numbers on the lockers.
>Yours will be in the next area, so now you just have to hope there aren't too many more questions or you'll be late for class.
>Except the door to the next area isn't opening.
>There's a tapping on the wall, right behind the question.
"Oh, who? Well, Maybe Spitfire would like to go out with me. I'd have to ask, but I think she has been looking at Soarin' or Joe."
"Really, I was kind of hoping someone would ask me out, I'm not really good with pony romance stuff."
>The door to the wall shoots open, and Cadence hurries through, throwing out her fluffy chest and smiling.
>"Anon, would you like to be my D-date for Hearts and Hooves day?" she asks with a stutter.
>Oh god she's so fluffy.
>Must resist urge to rub the chest.
>Fuck it.
"Yes, I'll go with you," you reply, reaching down and running your hand through her soft fluff.
>Romance may not exactly be on your top priority list, but she went through all this trouble, it'd be mean to not at least try going out with her.
>Oh god her leg is twitching, just from your chest rubs.
"Not to spoil the moment, but we had better get to class, or we'll be late."
>"Oh, right. I've got my stuff already, so I'll just open the doors for us.
>Ducking into the next segment with her, you open your locker and grab your books and binders, idly noticing the question on the wall.
>Multiple choice, asking which type of pony was your favourite, including all of the above.
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>>25935403

>The next segment has the question 'Do you dislike popular mares?'.
>Cadence notices you looking at the question and shrugs a bit.
>"It never hurts to ask."
>In the next segment, you find the question, 'Are big mamarries and teats important to you?"
>Your walking partner develops a bit of a blush, which deepens as you enter the next area.
>'Are these big enough?' is written on the wall, with an arrow pointing to a small hole, about where her pelvis would be if she stood on her hind legs.
>The next room is not exactly a question.
>Rather, it just says, 'Put human penis here," with an arrow pointing to a hole at about the same height as the last one.
"A glory hole. Really?"
>"It might have worked. Especially if I let you play with my teats."
>About to rebuke her, you stop and consider before chuckling a bit.
"Okay, maybe it may have."
>Cadence suddenly stops, as if a revelation struck her.
>"Wait, really?"
"Maybe. I doubt it though."
>Smiling, she brushes up against your side.
>"Well, I guess it didn't hurt to put it up."
>Several more walls and somewhat relevant questions go by, including how good was the sex.
>The last pannel comes up, with the question, 'Will you go out with me?' on it.
>As you pass, you push the yes button, which makes confetti shoot out of several spots, covering you and Cadence.
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>>25935428

"Okay, maybe not my best idea..."
>"Ah, the teachers won't mind," Cadence says, "at least as long as we don't leave too much of a mess."
>Entering the class, you see that there's still a minute or so before it starts, and most of the class is already here.
>Watching you walk in with Cadence.
>Covered in confetti.
>Okay, so not the most inconspicuous entrance.
>The sign Cadence is giving Mayor Mare probably isn't helping either.
>Quickly heading to your chair, Cadence takes a wider path, passing by some of her other friends.
>And judging by some of the high hooves being passes around, she's spreading the news.
>It's rather embarrasing actually, and you're not like a normal colt.
>Oh well, you did kind of sign up for this after all.
>Sitting next to you, Cadence gives you that friendly warm smile she always wears.
>Yep, things could always be worse.
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>Even though you did technically start dating Cadence, things didn't actually change that much.
>Besides hanging out a little more often, things haven't changed that much for you.
>Sure, you gave up your first kiss to a pony on your sort of first date a couple days later.
>It may have just been watching a play at the local park together, but it felt right, so you finished off the show with a kiss on her cheek.
>Needless to say, she blushed pretty badly, but quickly regained her normal perkyness.
>Also one of the colts in your class saw, and that's what really started the rumor mill.
>By the time Hearts and Hooves day actually arrived, you and Cadence were considered one of the "big couples" of the school.
>The princess and the exotic colt, a match made in Elysium, or so they say.
>In truth, you do actually enjoy spending time with Cadence.
>She's confident, funny and friendly, almost never pushy about anything, and loves it when you rub her chest.
>Admittedly, you're a little hooked on that soft fluff.
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>>25935448

>If it wouldn't be weird this early in a relationship, you'd totally take Cadence to bed and use her as a pillow.
>Even so, your body has been dropping hints here and there about what it thinks of some private time with Cadence.
>It's only been like, a week and a half though, and that'd be rushing it a fair bit.
>With it being Hearts and hooves day though, today is looking like it's going to be busy.
>You got a box of candy hearts with custom messages in them, and stowed it away in your locker yesterday, just so you didn't have to sneak it in today.
>The decorations of the past week seem tame compared to the ammount of Hearts floating about, dangling from the ceiling or hanging on walls.
>Arriving at your locker, you find the bow wrapped box still in it's place.
>The sound of hooves approaching from behind makes you quickly close your locker, turing to see Cadence there.
"Good morning, Cadence," you say with a smile, one she returns readily.
>"Good morning to you too, Anon," she replies, before tilting her head, "Is something wrong? You're looking a little nervous."
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>>25935464

"Just fine, though I suppose I am a little nervous. This is my first proper Hearts and Hooves day, after all."
>"You'll do fine, Anon. It's not like we've been together for years or anything, it's just a day spent with a really close friend."
>Again, that comforting smile is there, and shouldering your bag, you turn to head to class.
>Something soft suddenly wraps around your back, and you look down to see a wing has been layed around you.
>And Cadence is trying to look nonchalant.
>Dear god it's cute.
>Reaching down, you rest your hand on her shoulder, causing her to tense up for a moment.
>She quickly relaxes however, and the two of you enter class.
>The two of you barely make it to your seats before the bell rings and class starts.
>You can tell some ponies are jealous, even though like a month ago, none of them cared much about you.
>Though the colts are probably more interested in Cadence.
>Doesn't mean you can't bask in the attention a little.
>Classes go by a little faster than normal.
>Probably because this holiday is such a big thing here that lunch time gets extended half an hour, the time taken out of morning classes.
>With the bell's ring, you scoop up your bag and rush to your locker.
>You didn't really have a plan for when to give the treats to her, so a long lunch may be the perfect time.
>The real question now is where should you go with her?
>"Anon, is something wrong?" Cadence asks, coming to a stop behind you.
"No, I just wanted to make sure I didn't forget something," you say, hiding the package in your pack.
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>>25935477

>"Well, then are you busy during lunch? I was hoing we could go out to a nice place I know to eat."
"Sure, that'll be great," you reply.
>"Give me a moment to grab my stuff and we'll meet at the front door."
>Closing your locker, you head for the entrance while Cadence runs off to her own.
>Standing outside the front door, you realize you're kind of like the girl waiting for her boyfriend to arrive.
>Or was it the guy who had to wait for the girl because she couldn't choose her clothing...
>Then again, you've seen the girl arriving early to earn some sympathy points since the guy thinks he made her wait.
>Stroking your chin, you're so lost in thought you don't notice Cadence trot up beside you.
>"Hey, what'cha thinking about?" she asks, shocking you back to reality.
"Ah, just things," you reply with all the eloquence you can muster while surprised.
>Which isn't much, it seems.
>"What kind of things?"
"Just thoughts of back home, and how things are different here."
>"I suppose back where you're from, things are all humany, rather than ponyish."
"That's... well, that's one way you could put it."
>"But enough of that thinking, let's get going. We may have a longer lunch, but it isn't that long."
>She saunters off, and you hurry to keep up with her.
>Street after street you follow her, before eventually coming to a somewhat secluded park.
>"I like to come here to be by myself sometimes, since not many ponies ever come here."
>Your stomach growls, and you remember something important.
"I forgot I was planning on buying lunch from the cafeteria today! I didn't pack anything for myself."
>Cadence laughs and pats your side with a wing.
>"Don't worry, I planned for that, and made sure to get enough made for the two of us. And yes, it is safe for humans."
>From her saddlebags, she pulls out a blanket that gets laid out, and containers of food.
>Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, apples, carrots with dip and to top it all off, strawberries and cream.
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>>25935493

"This looks good. I'm kind of jealous you have the castle chefs to cook for you."
>"It's not that great. They only make simple stuff like this for me."
>Sitting down with her on the blanket, you pick up a sandwich.
"It's still better than forgetting to make yourself food."
>"Well, you planned on buying lunch, so it's not like you forgot," she says as you take a bite.
>Shrugging, you just enjoy the sandwich.
>Food goes down quickly, and as Cadence packs up the leftover containers, you pull your gift out of your bag.
"I know it's not anything fancy, but I got you this," you say, holding out the box for her.
>She floats it up to her with her magic, smiling.
>"You didn't have to get me anything Anon, though I did get you something too."
>She pulls a box from one of her saddlebags, passing it to you.
>Opening the lid reveals a heart shaped candy, an almost perfect copy of her cutie mark.
"This is beautiful. It almost feels like a shame to eat it."
>"Yours are wonderful too. What made you think to have messages written on them?"
"It's like a candy from home that we use to show love, sort of."
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>>25935514

>An almost worried look takes her, and she tilts her head.
>"Sort of?"
"Well, there are ones you can get for friends too, and even ones for people you don't like too.
>Okay, you're not so sure on that last one, but they should be a thing.
>"I think they're the right ones, since I'd give these messages to you as well."
>Noticing your hidden secret at the bottom of the box, she carefully maneuvers the candies around to get at it.
>As a little something extra, you made a romantic coupon book, with coupons for free hugs, kisses and stuff like that.
>It seems like the kind of thing a pony would like.
>As she flips through it, you see her eyes light up, before she leans over and nuzzles your chest.
>"I think you deserve something special for this," she says in a voice that makes your dick swell and your heart pound, "Stand up and close your eyes."
>Complying, you hope that what she said wasn't sarcasm.
>Moments tick by in silence, but you keep your eyes closed, blood pumping to all parts of your body.
>Okay, so the coupons may not have been your best idea...
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>>25935526

>Your pants suddenly drop, and your underwear slides down, leaving your excitement exposed to the world.
>A slight breeze chills you for only a moment before something hot and wet slides around your penis.
>And it just keeps going, down and down.
>Okay, the coupons were your best idea ever.
>Every centimeter of you that enters her tingles with pleasure, the band that is her lips squeezing you perfectly.
>Her tongue dances over your dick, sending shocks through your system and leaves you wanting more.
>She starts to pull off, and almost instinctively, your hands reach down to the back of her head, keeping her mouth on your meat.
>You can't see it, as your eyes are rolled back in pleasure, but even with your dick in her mouth, she smiles before going back in.
>Up and down she bobs her head, tongue licking every inch of your meat that she can.
>A pressure slowly builds inside you as pleasure numbs your mind.
>Suddenly, you feel yourself bursting, and your tip hits the back of Cadence's throat.
>Shot after shot of cum shoots into Cadence's willing and accepting throat, the haze of pleasure over your mind slowly lifting.
>A long slow slurp pulls her from your slowly softening member, leaving it with just a sheen of saliva.
>Pulling up your pants, you see Cadence licking her lips with a smile.
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>>25935543

>Clothing back in place and mind back to working, you reach out and pull her into a hug, rubbing up and down her back.
"I, that was... Incredible. Is there anything I can do like that for you?"
>Her nose rubs up under your neck, fur soft as can be.
>"That was an extra gift for you, I don't need anything in return, though this hug is nice."
"Then hugged you will be," you say, squeezing her close.
>Squirming a bit, she turns so her back is to your chest, leaving her belly completely exposed to your hands.
>Foolish move, dear pony.
>With one hand, you brush through her thick, soft chest tuft, and with the other, you start slowly rubbing her belly.
>Her wings stir against you, but are held in place.
>Good to know that this kind of stuff gets her going.
"You know, if a blowjob felt that good, I can only imagine how amazing sex must feel."
>"With how long you lasted, it will be incredible for both of us."
"Was it really that long? It only felt like two minutes at most."
>"There's a lot of differences in stamina between colts, but finding ones that go longer than a minute is incredibly hard."
"Some human guys will cum before sex even starts, while others can go for like, fifteen minutes or more."
>"I guess I'm lucky then, since I got you."
"I'd say I'm luckier. I got a friend who helped me become more social, and now that friend is my girlfriend, and is a super snuggly pony to boot."
>Resting there like that, the two of you almost lose track of time.
>After hurrying back to school, the two of you continue the day as normal, the events of that lunch a secret from all.
~~~
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>>25935553

>Time with your marefriend, as is the proper term, became more and more intimate, though rarely in public.
>On the surface, it was innocent teen love, sharing lunches and hugs, along with the occasional kiss.
>In private, the two of you were adults, exploring and enjoying every inch of eachother's bodies.
>Or at least, that's what you liked to tell yourselves.
>Upon reflection, it was far more like two horny teens who got told they could have unprotected sex as much as they want and there wouldn't be any repurcusions.
>And that's basically what you did, but it wasn't entirely the truth...
~~~

Thats it for now, pastebin update soonish.
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damn shukakakaku

all dat green
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>>25935605
And in only 4 days.
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>>25935581
Super twist - Anon catches pony AIDS.
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>>25935685
Thats what I want to see in a story

>Be anon in RGRE living normal life on horsewelfare as colts can't get good jobs or own land.
>Be imune to pony illnesses... or so you think
>fear catching mild case of pony colds that might turn deadly
>Live days in fear of new plagues crossing species barrier.
>Tell book horse and nurse pony about flu's from birds and pigs, bubonic plagues from rats, anthrax from sheep, and Tuberculosis from cows
>Ponies begin to look at previous outbreaks of diseases.
>Race hatred starts, new age of medicine starts from your knowledge, many creatures shunned for fear of spreading mutated viruses, and bacteria.
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>>25935581
This is so awkward that I almost feel like a teenager again myself
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>>25935838
I'll take that as a compliment?
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>>25935581
I actually want a happy ending for these two.
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>>25935945
Then I have written correctly.
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>>25936002
Are we getting a happy ending?
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Reposting an RGR (or, at least, somewhat mare supremacist) greentext.

One of the few good actual stories that can fit in an image without seeming absurd. Also, the pictures enhance the humour a lot.
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>>25936325
At this point, I haven't decided. I could technically go both ways.
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>>25934634
>zecora
I might actually continue a oneshot/ or more based on this
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>>25936444
Shu, I've spent the last month or so with the Marital problems thread, please don't do this to me senpai.
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>>25936579
who said they were getting married? Or even in love?
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>>25936600
Not me, I just want a happy ending.
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>>25936622
This story will, though that's pretty far down the line.
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>>25936642
That's all I wanted.
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>>25936642
>though that's pretty far down the line
STORY CONFIRMED 1 MILLION WORDS
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>>25936788
Doubtfull, but it will be decently sized, with how I have things sort of planned.
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>"Good morning, Princess."
>You smile as your assistant Raven pokes her head into your chambers
"Good morning, Raven," you say as you run a comb through your mane. "I trust that you slept well?"
>Raven grinned, walking into your room with a stack of papers floating in the air next to her
>"Oh, me and the girls didn't get all that much sleep last night," she said with a chuckle. "PileDriver made sure of that."
>You pause mid brush to look at the young unicorn
"PileDriver? I thought that your stallion's name was Taffy Twist?"
>You might have been an old mare but you'd like to think that your mind was just as sharp as it had been when you were younger
>Maybe even sharper
>And you do recall Raven telling you about--
>"Taffy? Oh, me and the girls kicked him to the curd last week," Raven said, dropping the papers into your counter
>Ahh...
>Though there's still a smile on your face it was a bit more forced than it had been a second ago
"Truly? That's a shame, from what you told me I thought that your herd was going to be with him for a long time..."
>Raven shrugged, adjusting the glasses on her face with an almost bored expression
>"Well, you know how it is, your Highness. A herd needs to play the field for a while, check to see if they can get better."
>Your smile twitched as you turned away from the mare
"If you say so my dear..."
>As you continued to run your comb through your hair you let your mind wander
>There was a time when the thought of a herd just dropping a stallion like he was an old pair of slippers was unheard of
>Mares would cherish any colt that they would be lucky to get; no matter how big or handsome they were...
>But then again stallions back in your day were a completely different breed than the ones that now ran around
>They had been stronger willed, not afraid to square their shoulders and work for what they needed and wanted and what their loved ones needed and wanted
>There wasn't this... this expectation of being helped through life
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>>25936873
>No cries of outrage when they didn't get their way
>There was no cheapness, no jealously or envy with what others had
>You don't know what happened over the years, why the culture and the closeness of herding had changed
>It must have happened slowly, gradually, so that when you noticed what was happening it was far too late to do anything about it
>You were an old fuddy duddy with out of date values in the new, strange world
>You weren't bitter about what had become of your ponies
>No, more... sad really...
>But there was nothing you could do about it
>If this was what your little ponies had become and this was how the sexes treated each other then you could only do your best to make your subjects happy
>...Even if, every once in awhile, you yearned for those simpler times to come back...
>You blinked at your reflection on the mirror, realizing that you had been staring at it for a rather long time
>Oh my
>It seemed like it was going to be one of those mornings...
>You hadn't even had your breakfast and you were milling on the past like some ancient grump...
>Just smile, Celestia
>Smiling's really the only thing you can do...
>Clearing your throat you look back at your patiently waiting assistant
"Now, why don't we start our day my dear. First, would be be so kind as to tell me what all these papers that you've dropped into my lap are?"
>The rest of your morning is a blur of activity
>There's papers to sign, documents to examine, treaties and laws to revise and think over
>After that and a very quick bite to eat you make your way to the throne room for the Day Court
>Another day another bit...
>"Auntie! AUNTIE!
>You close your eyes and let out a gentle sigh as your nephew appears next to you wearing... a thing...
"Good morning, Blueblood," you say, trying to keep the irritation out of your voice
>The young prince let out this whiny, high pitched squeal
>"Auntie, I need my allowance raised," he cried with a stomp of his hoof
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damn
shukaku AND L&P

fantastic
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>>25936904
>A good morning would have been appreciated but this is what you've come to expect from your "beloved" nephew
"And why would you need that hon?" you asked gently
>You looked at his... outfit again
"It wouldn't be because somepony dressed you like a peacock is it?"
>Raven snorted, covering her face with her clipboard, as Blueblood gasped
>"I do NOT look like a peacock," he said indignantly, the feathers on his back shaking this way and that way. "This is the newest design by--"
>You didn't know what it was
>Maybe you were feeling a bit more tired than usual today
>Maybe it was the nasally, high-pitched tone that was coming out of your nephew's mouth hole
>Maybe it was the fact that Blueblood had turned into... this even though you had done your best to raise him as a good, hard working stallion and the knowledge of that was getting to you
>You blame his parents
>If they didn't baby him so and gave him a little more responsibility when he was younger maybe he wouldn't have turned into a stereotypical noblestallion...
>Whatever it was you found that your usually endless patience had run out
"I'd love to continue our conversation, nephew, but it appears that we are at the throne room and if I linger here any longer I'll be late for the Day Court."
>Blueblood sputtered as you calmly walked past him
>"B-But auntie!" I--"
"I hope you have a wonderful day, my little pony."
>Both you and Raven leave the prince standing there fuming
>"Geeze, no wonder that colt doesn't have a herd," Raven muttered with a shake of her head. "He should be ecstatic with what he has..."
>You couldn't help but smile sadly at the irony
"Yes he should, my little pony. Yes he should..."
>The instant they see you were guards throw open the giant golden doors of the throne room
>You take a few deep breaths as you make your way to your throne, mentally preparing yourself for what was most likely going to be a long, long day
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>>25936937
"So dare I ask who's the first pony we are to meet is?" you asked, climbing up to and sitting on your throne
>Chuckling, Raven stood beside you, leafing through some papers
>From what I heard some stallions may or may not be the first to see your Highness this morning."
>...Horse apples...
>The smile finally slips off your face and you frown
>It looked like what was already going to be a long day was going to get a lot longer...
"Did you inform them that I'm still not looking for a mate?" you asked carefully
>"I told them but like always they were insistent."
>Of course they were...
"And did you remind Mr. Fancy Pants that the Day Court is for important matters and that using it to court me is against the law."
>Raven made a face
>"You know that Fancy and his gaggle of stallions could have a team a lawyer's find a loophole around that law by the end of the afternoon, my lady."
>...She was right there
>For whatever reason a group of noble stallions had decided lay claim on the greatest conquest that they could find
>They had torn through every lady, business mare, and supermodel that they could get their hooves on, breaking hearts and ruining mares lives from what you've been told, but it appeared they didn't just want to be nobles
>No, they wanted to earn the title of prince consort if they could get it
>Since Cadence was taken and you'd skin anypony alive that bothered Twilight, be they stallion or mare, both you and your sister were the main targets
>The stallions in questions were just like your dear nephew
>Most of them were young
>Many of them came from very wealthy and powerful families
>And all of them wanted to be in a powerful herd
>The colt leading the charge was a Mr. Fancy Pants, one of the biggest gold diggers that you have ever known in all of your years
>More than once you had tried to stop this "wooing"
>You did not want a husband at the moment
>Especially if that lot were the ones that you had to pick from
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>>25937022
>But every time you shooed them away they'd come back, lavishing you with honeyed words and bedroom eyes
>You were sure, as you sat there, Fancy was looking through the Canterlot archives or some such thing to find some ancient law saying that you had to wed SOMEPONY
>The stallions had been bothering you for MONTHS, ever since your dear sister had returned and you had gotten your fill of it
>In short you were sick of it
>You had had enough of their hounding, you were sick of telling them that you weren't interesting, and if you would have had your way you would have put each and every one of them over your knee so that you could punish them like the spoiled foals that they were
>...If only...
>You might have been sick of their behavior but there wasn't all that much you could do about it
>While throwing the stallions in the deepest, darkest dungeons you could find would probably solve the problem the public outcry would be too much of a headache
>You couldn't make a law that said they COULDN'T woo you since it was wrong and they'd probably find a loophole within the week
>And you had already tried telling them you were a fillyfooler and they hadn't believed you one little bit!
>...Though that might have been more your fault you supposed...
>It could have been that you didn't have the look of a carpet muncher...
>Maybe you needed you get your nose pierced?
>Nevertheless you would have to suffer through these stallions attempts until they either got bored or you outlived them
>And you were a pretty patient mare
>It wouldn't be the first time that you've had to resort to playing the waiting game
>You were very good at it in fact
>...Though you wish you didn't need to be...
>With a sigh you slumped back into your chair
"Very well then, let's get this over--"
>"Oh, good morning Princess--"
>"Silence welp. We have no desire to listen to thee prattle on."
>"Oh my--"
>"Leave or we SHALL RIP THY TAILS OFF!"
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>>25937114
>You sighed again as your lovely sister's voice boomed through the throne room
>The throne room and probably most of the castle...
>Luna always could yell with the best of them...
>From the other side of the door screaming could be heard as well as many ponies fleeing for their lives as Luna continued to spew threats and curses
>...
>Well then...
>It looked like you weren't the only one that was having an off way
>Luna was usually able to last a LITTLE longer than that
>The doors to the throne room were encased in a blue magic and wrenched open, revealing your dear, dear sister Luna
>And by your sun did she not look happy
"Luna, what did I tell you about snapping at stallions?" you gently chided as she stomped toward you, growling like an angry manticore
>"If we had to listen to those weaklings speak for a moment longer than we would have done far more than SNAP at them, sister mine."
>Aw
>Fancy and his crew must have tried to speak to your sister first...
>You'd think they would have learned from the last time they did that...
>Just like you your sister didn't very much care for the stallions of today
>But unlike you she didn't have a thousand years of getting used to it
>You had learned to deal with it over the years, saddened by the change but you knew there wasn't anything you could do about it
>Luna didn't have that
>When she looked at stallions she didn't see the fairer sex that needed to be showered with praise and affection
>No
>All she saw was a bunch of lazy ingrates that did nothing good for the world that they lived in
>...Her words not yours
>Your sister had been sent the moon during the golden age of stallions
>Though they were far scarcer than they were today even the worst were colts that you would have been proud to take to your beds
>And now that she was home all she saw was an inferior breed of what once was
>And she was less than pleased with this fact
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>>25937190
>You understood her frustration at having to deal with another change in what must have seemed like a totally different world than the one she remembered
>So you weren't too hard on her whenever she lost her temper or said something that a mare should not say to today's stallion
> In fact you had managed to keep most of Luna's outbursts from being too... damaging
>Though today it looked like that track was broken
>If you had to guess you were going to get more than a few complaints tomorrow...
>...
>Well, hopefully Fancy and his friends learned their lesson
>You'd bet your crown that they didn't but a mare could hope
>You couldn't help but crack a bit of a smile as you looked down at your little sister
"So is there anything you needed, sister mine? Or did you just swoop in to save me from my tormentors?"
>Luna snorted, sitting on her haunches
>"Nay."
>She looked up at you with a hopeful expression
>"Unless thou wilst finally allow me to punish Fancy and his gang of miscreants?"
>You gave your sister a look
"We both know that I can't do that Luna..."
>Grumbling, Luna crossed her hooves and looked away from you, an adorable little pout on her face
>"Tis a crime for anypony to waste the time of a goddess..."
>Getting off your throne you walk down to your sister and wrap a wing around her
"It's not a crime that I can get anypony in trouble for I'm afraid," you jokingly lament. "If I could our dungeon would be overflow--"
>Your head snapped over toward the window as a green flicker of magic wormed its way through the glass panels towards you
>Your horn glowed, catching it
"Hmm, what is this?"
>The second that your magic made contact with it the green flicker burst into flame before a scroll appeared
>"A letter from thy pupil I wager," Luna said as you levitated the letter over toward yourself
"You'd be right. I'd know this paper anywhere."
>It had been a long while since your old student had sent you a letter
>Maybe she sent you a friendship letter?
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I am enjoying this. It's good to get a look on how Celestia feels about it all.
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>>25937225
>You did enjoy yourself a good friendship letter every now and again
>You couldn't help but smile at the thought as you used your magic to untie and unroll the scroll
"Let's see what we have here..."
>The smile on your face became smaller and smaller as you read through the letter
>A wild stallion...
>A failed attempt at bringing him into town so that he would be safer...
>The assault on a royal person and near thirty mares...
>...
>...
>...
>What in the name of your sun was your student DOING?
>The look on your face must have been something to see since the moment you lifted your head from the letter Luna snatched it out of your magic and began to read it herself
>"Is... Is there something wrong your majesty?" Raven asked, worry creeping onto her features
>You just started at the mare, searching for a proper answer
>This was the first time in a very long time since you had been truly flabbergasted
>So you wanted to think on your words as well as what you just read
>Your help was needed to "capture" a stallion; the one that you had invited to stay in your kingdom many months ago
>His name was not one easily said so he had taken the name Anonymous to make it easier on everypony
>You might not have met Anon for more than a hoofful of times you knew him as a calm and collected, if a bit quiet, stallion
>He might have been physically different from your little ponies but you'd never think that he had it in him to attack a group of mares...
>...Unless it was for a good reason...
>Hmmm....
"Raven? Could you be a dear and cancel all of my appointments for the next two days? It seems that something has come up with Twilight that I need to see to."
>Luna, her muzzle still buried in the letter, snorted
>"Aye, something hath come up alright..."
>Nudging her with a wing you smiled at your assistant
"Raven, could you leave my sister and I for a moment? The two of us need to discuss something in private."
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>>25937313
>Raven looked at you and your sister before scurrying off her place near the throne
>"Of course your majesty," she said with a bow. "I'll go and see that everything is cancelled as you've asked."
>You nod your head as the mare bowed once again before scurrying out of the room
>Both you and Luna waited before she was gone and the door was closed before the two of you looked at each other
>"Art thou sure that it was Twilight Sparkle that send this letter?" Luna questioned, looking at the offending piece of paper with skepticism. "Might it be from some prankster?"
"This Is Spike's clawwriting," you say, taking the letter back from her and giving it another look over. "I'd know it anywhere..."
>Luna's muzzle scrunched up
>"If what thou art saying is true then Twilight Sparkle, a mare that hath fought an army of Changelings in hoof-to-hoof combat and come out of it relatively unscathed, was not just beaten by a magicless stallion but her and thirty other mares were defeated?"
>...Yeah, that sounded a heck of a lot more outlandish out loud than it did in your head...
"My student isn't one to lie, Luna," you said, folding up the paper. "If she said that happened then I'm inclined to believe her."
>Without needing prompt the two of you begin to make your way out of the throne room
"Even so, this seems a little hard to believe even if it's coming from Twilight. I'd like to go down to Ponyville and see what happened myself."
>From what you had gathered Twilight wasn't very happy with getting beat up by a stallion
>She wanted you to arrest the colt of all things!
>Even if you could have done that-- you couldn't since legally the attack had been in the Everfree, a lawless zone-- throwing anypony in a dungeon wasn't something you wanted to do
>Such an act should be only used as a last resort
>What you needed to try to do first was talk to all parties, see why the attack happened and what you could do to make sure that it didn't happen again
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>>25937351
>You've found that coming at problems with an even hoof and with friendship in mind is the best way to solve the problem nine times out of ten
>You were sure that this wasn't an exception
"The two of us will go and see what we can find, see if we can help with Twilight's problem in a peaceful manner."
>Luna grinned
>"And thou also wish to skip out on thy duties yes?
>You couldn't help but crack a smile at that
"If you want to stay here and deal with paperwork and pushy stallions than I have no intention of stopping you, sister mine."
>You have to bite back your laughter when your sister paled
"No? Well then off to Ponyville I suppose."
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>>25937380
Alright, I'm done
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>>25937394
10/10 man I never wanted it to end
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>>25937394
Looking forward to the scene where we see Celestia's reaction to Twilight attempting to assault and kidnap someone then burn their house down and keep them as a slave. I'd like to imagine that her first assumption would be Twilight being mind-controlled or something. Am I close?
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>>25937394
>Mr. Fancy Pants, one of the biggest gold diggers
our faces when

Also, Nordlestia or Norduna? Or both?
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>>25937443
Princesses belong to the Nords!
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Princessly reminder:

Rarity swims in stallions because she is famous, stylish and suave.
Has no respect for males, and instead of a prince she'd rather have the sexy, obedient butler.
But somewhere deep, deep inside she still hopes to find the lord of her castle

Pinkie Pie is a pickup artist - as in, truly ARTist, not the kind that read a few books.
With her charm, skills and stamina she probably outfucks half of Ponyville - combined!
Other mares always ask her how she does it. There is a secret - she just doesn't care!

Flutters is just too hot - hot damn! Say her name - everypony KNOWS who she is.
Stallions spill hay in front of her so much she bales it up and sells it.
Some say she gets fish for her carnivorous animals by flirting with griffons and getting them to spill it from their pockets.
She doesn't have time for them though.

Applejack is a tradcon, and values family greatly.
She also is the Mare of a family of four, a position forced upon her when she was still too young.
The only romantic experience she had was with a colt in school.
She admires those real, working colts that are not afraid to get their hooves dirty and know how to run a homestead.

Rainbow Dash is mixed case.
Her constantly absent single mother didn't teach her how to deal with stallions.
She feels betrayed by her father and his mares, as her mother - and her - were thrown out
Bitter and distrustful towards mares.
Doesn't understand stallions, and, as Rarity puts it, "their delicate, indirect nature"
To make matters worse, she seems to be monosexual.
Fluttershy, Gilda, and now the bearers - are the only real friends she ever had.

Twilight Sparkle forgot to leave the library when everypony hit puberty.
She has zero sexual experience, and had zero romantic relationships.
The only stallions she knew close are her father, her brother, and two of her school professors.
She had a crush on one of Shining's friends that sometimes came over, but didn't even realize it at the time
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>>25937380
I didn't actually connect this story with your previous part at first, mainly because there was nothing to connect it besides your name.
I actually initially thought it was the Anon is with Luna and Celestia after being dropped by the Shit 3.

Still good stuff though.
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>>25933755
Are there any good zebra stories?
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>>25937587
So did I.
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>>25937587
Same here.
>>25937394
Ho-boy, I'm getting the feeling Luna and Celestia are going to take an interest in an uninterested Anon.
"He's a *real* stallion, like those from before mine banishment! I must have him!"

I really want to see Luna try to intimidate Anon like she did with Fancy, only to be shocked when Anon either tells her to fuck off or bashes her over the head and dumps her at the Apples' border.

"Sister," you say, nursing the growing egg on your head, "I believe I am in love."
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>>25936579
>>25936600
>>25936622
>Pure Tragedy/Ow The Edge route.
>No one is willing to help Anon, a single father with a newborn foal. Not even Cadence or Celestia.
>He has to turn to theft, murder, prostitution, and/or other unspeakable things to keep his foal fed and sheltered.
>Years pass like this. He successfully hides what he does from his kid.
>Foal just a few years from being an adult when Anon drops dead, his body giving out after years of working in over drive.
>Foal reads his will and sees everything. All the horrid things Anon did for them, and WHY they were in such a situation.
>A super villain quickly forms...
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>>25937859
>Anon's foal succeded were every other villain failed failed
>On the virge of distroying Celestia/other princesses Foal stops relizing this wasnt what Anon sacrifised so much for
>Celestia/other princesses read Anon's will and feel ashamed
>Forgive foal and change their ways
the end
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>>25937859

>Foal finds the Alicorn Amulet and uses it to take over Equestria.

I want to see this.
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>>25937587
Hey Shuk, I learned how to cheaply manufacture magic horn auras to make you this shitty threadpic I also posted it right before but forgot to uncrop that one
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>>25938089
I like that new pictures are being produced that's related to the thread, so good on you, but I don't like this meme so fuck you as well. I wish I could be bothered to make stuff.
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>>25937859
Hmmm, I'd prefer a non-grimderp route.

>Hesitantly, you raise your hoof and knock on the old oak door.
>The echoes travel seemingly throughout the cottage.
>"Just a minute!"
>By your Aunt, there was no doubt in your mind it was Him.
>Despite how deeper and scratchier it sounded, you'd never be able to mistake it for anypony else's.
>A brief shuffling and the door opens with a slight creak.
>The lines in his face were harsh and pronounced, his skin deeply-tanned from sun and weather.
>He was a lot leaner than you remembered: the roundness and softness of youth had been replaced by tough, wiry muscle that seemed to ripple under skin.
>And his eye! Oh, merciful Heart.
>A pale-white scar ran down his left eye from brow to cheek.
>What happened to him?
>"Cadence?"
>You swallow your nervousness.
"Hello, Anonymous."
>He leans against the door-frame, arms crossed, eyeing you with a blank expression.
>"It's been a long time, Princess."
>A wince threatens to break through your facade.
>You're about to ask if you could go in, to catch up and perhaps, against all expectations, reconcile your friendship, but a yell from deeper inside causes your throat to painfully tighten.
>"Dad, you know where Mom keeps the hair scrunchies?"
>You peer over his shoulder, and your heart aches as you catch sight -briefly- of...
>Of... your -- your dau--
>Her.
>"Try our room, Hon," Anon calls back, face still impassive, eyes never leaving yours.
>"She likes to keep them in our Anniversary Box."
>A moment's silence.
>"Thanks, Dad!"
>The clip-clopping of hooves recedes further into their home.
>"Why are you here, Princess? I thought you and your family" -a slight sneer- "made their positions very clear when Rose was born."

So, yeah.
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>>25938349
Continue?
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>>25938404
yes
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>>25938428

Go for it.
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>>25938404
That took me half-hour to churn out. A write-fag, I am not.
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>>25938470
Practice makes you better.
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>>25938480
More like it's 2:20AM and I'm writing one-handed on an Android.
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>>25938142
If it isn't your thing - write some other dumb joke there and skew the text a little.
Here are the assets (https://file.io/hNjMgN), take them and do whatever you want. I don't know if you'll find them of any use, as I cleaned them up specifically for teat-twisting, but have them anyway.

fucking spamcheck, does it ban every fucking sharing site?
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>>25935768
There was a story where Fluttershy rapes an underaged Anon who's about to be taken away to a government lab and accidentally gives him siphyllis. Can't remember the name. Had something to do with a radio.
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>>25938596
Oh god, I remember that.
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>>25938631
I don't but if someone has it that'd be nice.
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>>25938510
I appreciate your trying, but I don't think I want to do that right now.
Also, {"success":false,"error":404,"message":"Not Found"}
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>>25936873
>>But then again stallions back in your day were a completely different breed than the ones that now ran around
>>They had been stronger willed, not afraid to square their shoulders and work for what they needed and wanted and what their loved ones needed and wanted
>>There wasn't this... this expectation of being helped through life
Wait. Is Equestria Japan?
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>>25939018

That makes so much sense.

>1000 years ago, stallions used to be just as tough as mares.
>Something happened that reduced the male birth rate, making stallions a rare commodity.
>Stallions get too used to being treated like glass that they become a bunch of pansies.
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>>25937394
This is gonna be some good shit, right here.
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>>25937394
I love you LaP
Please continue this, it's great
Really looking forward to see how this is going to continue
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>you wait while they try to help your father, the only man in this miserable and brilliant world.
>he wanted that you studied by yourself and find the right path.
>"He always runs forward" he would say whenever platicabamos the future.
>you listened to their stories and their desire to live every day.
>tubieron never much, but never left thereof.
>always you are thinking in helping him cope.
>and that one day he would come out of your city and find a better place for you and
>your brand is management talent metals
>You can create whatever you want and design it
>your father was proud when they discovered your talent.
>spending their savings buy your first full toolkit
>You have a picture of him and you in the same tools.
>at that time it looked happy all the time.
>always he had a smile that made evil is out
>always he had a joke to make you laugh
>always he had a hug to reassure
>always he had a kiss on the forehead as I lay sleeping.
>You never thought what happened enrealidad
>but since a few days ago you heard what he did.
>You ran to the hospital that day, desperate to even find this man as tall and as strong as a bear.
>Even that you remembered so, and always will.
>when you came to the hospital, in critical condition you found it.
>Medical appliances out of his chest, into his nostrils the breath vial.
>When you found him, you couldn not help it.
>You ran directly toward him.
>coming to bed took his hand was cold.
>"My son..."
"father..."
>"Forgive me child, forgive me for everything, I love you so much."
>You saw his face looking at something only ever seen a handful of times in your lifetime.
>The very definition of sadness, regret and fear in the face of being you never thought see
"Daddy please don't worry, do not cry, it's all right, what's done is done, do not repent and move on."
>"you do not!"
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fuck i screwed myself, didn't i?
All that bad translated story went to the drain...
I will just leave, edit this the right way and kill myself.
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>>25939100
Well except for... you know.
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>>25937394
Nice one, gonna write a kangaroo into this one?
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>>25939615

Why is Filthy Frank suddenly getting referenced here?
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>tfw you will never be molested by a tiny mare
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>>25936873
>kicked him to the curd
curb (lest some impressionable reader see that for the first time and think it correct... i'm amazed how often i find writefags screwing up expressions)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xI3YQzLUXw8
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>>25939698
Slootershy.
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>>25939856
pretty sure that was just a spelling error
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>>25938404
>Continue?
this question should never be ask

for the answer will always be YES
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>>25938349
Yes Anon, no joke or bad blood, continue and show how it's done.
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>>25939856
It's a bovine expression, sis.
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>>25937580
Your headcanon is shit.
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>>25937394
That was glorious.
And unquestionably RGRE enough.
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>>25937394
I love you and your horsewords

>>25937443
You mean Alinord. The best of all worlds. Infinite magic, yet does not want to be bothered with those squiggly-writin's and pointy hat bullshit.

He wants to be bothered with princess flank
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>>25937580
It's the mares job to get the stallions interest. Bright colors are helpful for this.
This is why Rainbow Dash has a fanclub, and Rarity primps and preens for any attention. And why stallions are usually just brown, white or blue.
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>>25938349
i was expecting this to be shit... but turned into a pretty good start.
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>>25939880
i figured as much, but still felt it bears correcting (for the reader, not likely the author)

>>25940030
well played sir
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>>25939698
damn that is one lewd fluttershy
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>>25939698
Sauce?
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>>25940601
http://imgur.com/a/VgQbO
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this is going to sound like a stupid qiestion, but how do I into writefagging? Do I just write green in the thread? how do I make a pastebin and link it?
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>>25937641
>zigger

Not Even OnceĀ©
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>>25938684
It was called radio anon or something like that.
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>>25940081
BNW, why are you casually enjoying yourself instead of writing minotits? It's like you're trying to have a life outside your creations or something.
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>>25939518
>>25939539
wut
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>>25940709
>mfw Raggie and Brownie Bun
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>>25937580
Same post as always, but you picked a new image.

Your headcannon is shit, but I do appreciate the thread relevant image.
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>>25940721
>Do I just write green in the thread?
sure
this is a trick question, right?
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>>25936873
Her first appearance in this story and I already love Celestia.
10/10
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>>25935685
>Super mega teat twist!
>Anon catches super pony AIDS.
it's like normal AIDS but with more teat twisting.
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>>25942297
>Anon gets pony AIDS
>His teats begin to twist on their own
>They spin faster and faster
>Soon they are as drills, his shirt in ruins
>Drill-nips tear shit up, many humorous accidents occur.
>After a trip to the hospital Anon is cured
>Luckily Rararara feels bad about giving Anon a VD and makes a new shirt for him
>"Of course I'll make you a new shirt, darling. Just who the hell do you think I am?"
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>>25937394
Moarmoarmoarmoarmoar!
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>>25940046 >>25942122
>Your headcanon is shit.
>Your headcannon is shit,

I hope you girls understand that this particular reaction, in this particular wording, only makes me want to post it more
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>>25942519
I concede that we couldn't stop you any more than you could form a decent opinion. But you have a right to know that it's shit.

Actually, I wouldn't care so much if you didn't come across as wanting to force the idea onto all stories.
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4 hours and we're still on page 4? WTF ppl are you celebrating NY or smth?

I thought you are all christians and do christmas

>be Anon in reversed gender roles rusquestria
>as soon as you tell them you're a male, they decide to test how good of a stallion you are
>you are made to stop a charging mino and walk into a burning house
>being sane, you refuese to both
>mares all laugh and babytalk to you
>"Little alien colt, your little pipiska yet nott grown! such khoroshij little colt! Go play with little ones."
>stallions all ignore you because you are such "ebanij sugar dandy, if it rains he will melt, baka"
>to drown your sorrows you decide to drink lots vodka
>they don't have any, only labor and friendship
>shouldn't have drunk Russian bleach
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>>25942773
Posting was down on 4chan for a few hours
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>>25942773
Holy shit, bl_j_ad filters to bljad?

>>25942779
good, you should CRAWL OUT OF YOUR CAVE you OWLS sitting behind your COMPUCTERS
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>>25942808
>Holy shit, bl_j_ad filters to bljad ?
I surrender
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>>25942808
I am not one of those flying pillows. I am more refined than that. Like a stately raccoon.
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>>25937380
When will we have updates on this, Mr. Writefag?
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>>25942771
>I concede that we couldn't stop you any more than you could form a decent opinion.
That wouldn't be a problem if you could form decent opinions yourself, sis.
>Actually, I wouldn't care so much if you didn't come across as wanting to force the idea onto all stories.
gosh, you can talk nonshit?
I don't particularly care. My main beef is with the constant social retardedness and parasol-tipping: the bearers all either have no idea how to interact with ponies, or are so shy they freeze when a colt comes by. Meanwhile at the pub there is a token powercunt to confirm to shareholders that not every mare is like that and in the war against this spaghettification there are no bad methods! I'd try reverse psychology, but I bet it would backfire.

Come to think of it, now that Gryphanon and Powerlifting came back from abroad, all my shitbitching is redundant... oh, bother.

>>25942878
Not even a day has passed, sis, and it's New Year's Eve
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>>25934627
I need more of this
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>>25943010
>satyr underage incest
>double crime against nature and foal rape.
>endangered species too
to the dungeon you go, in the place we banish you to.
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>>25938349
The feels is real.
Moar.
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>>25938349
mmmmm nice
More please
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>>25943026
>Implying Equestria has an AoC.
>Implying incest isn't normalized.
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>>25942828
I feel like I should ask that raccoon for some fancy mustard.
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>>25938349
"Lonely father Anon with a baby tries to survive in sexist and racist Equestria" green when?
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>>25943164
not a clue , but hey sisters guess what, i can write green up till the 4th now since dog bite!

Yay absense of leave, just wish the dumb thing had bit my leg instead of my hand hard to type properly with this dumb thing.
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>>25943406
>flashing
Oh yes, I like this.
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>>25942808
>OWL
well, you're about half right
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>>25939645
hold the phone on that L&P
I have a wonderful Idea about this
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>>25943503
Muh Dicks.
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>>25943503
How are this owl-cat things called?
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>>25943608
Cowls.
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>>25943608
Owlcats.
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>>25943533
On the Hunt Mk.I

*Based loosely on events in a L&P story*

Be Victoria the Sheila roo
>or Vic for short
>a very competent big game hunter and tracker who migrated to canterlot from Ausland
>one who now spends her time organizing and directing safaris and nature trips
>great dosh off all these posh cunts who's idea of a "great outing" is a weekend in the woods
>the door bell rings and you put down the manual you were reading for a new net gun
>time to deal with more uneducaded di... oh its the royalty.
>Both princesses come waltzing through the door
>be polite, be respectful, have a plan
>and hopefully they tip you real good
"G'day princesses, how can I be of service?
>The princess's horn glows a sec and you hear the front door lock
>"There is a small, task we ask of you. and we also request that it remains on a need-to-know level"
>oooo, secret mission, those tend to fetch a pretty penny
"Im all ears"
>"There is a certain, someone, that we need brought in and unfortunately he has been pretty apt at evading our efforts"
>wait, HE? woah, this just got really kinky really fast.
>did they find some bloke with a kidnap/rape fetish?
>WEIRD, well at lest they'll probably pay extra
"Interesting, what can you tell me about this...HE
>"How long do you have?"
"I can clear my schedule"
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>>25943608
Variety.
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>>25943837
Oh god what happened to Mordecai and Rigby?
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>>25943842
they got cronenberged
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>>25943608
>>25943615
>>25943662
Go read The Chase on Fimfic they are just a different breed of Gryphons
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>>25943868
fuck you they're cowls not griffons
they like to rest on the heads and shoulders of travellers, having learned that keeping their perch's heads warm and dry leads to getting fed.
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Crap. Thought trains are bringing me down possible paths for the story, some of them a little darker...
The question is, would the idea fit?
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>>25943984
How dark we talking? Cadence being depressed about current child affair dark?
Advanced darkness?
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>>25943984
Add trains to the story.

Multi-track drifting
Train pirates
Celestia in an evil moustache ties Anon to the train tracks in canterlot.
Thankfully they're just the spare ones at the depot.
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>>25944023
Original lifestyle ruined, but ends up settling into a new one slowly.
Sort of. I can't really explain without spoiling stuff.
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>>25944047
Also alcoholism, depression and slaps.
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>>25943304
ā€œSo care to tell me what all that was about then Rarity?ā€
>Rarity scrunchies her muzzle at you.
>ā€I had thought that you hadnā€™t noticed Darling.ā€
ā€œRarity please, Iā€™m not stupid.ā€
>ā€Oh very well I suppose, Twilight and I had a...tiff with one another in regards to the treatment of stallions in this day and age.ā€
>You simply raise an eyebrow.
>After a few moments of silent staring Rarity wipes some of the sweat on her brow and takes a bite of pancake.
>Swallowing the dry lump in her throat the mare coughs before caving.
>ā€Oh fine, we were discussing you as well and Twilight had been so insensitive to your feelings and acting so brash that I just couldnā€™t stand it.ā€
>Wow, most ponies tend to cave immediately when you use the eyebrow, Rarity lasted a good thirty seconds.
ā€œLook Rares, I love the fact that youā€™re defending my honor from the big purple people eating menace, but Iā€™m a big boy, I can take care of myself too you know.ā€
>Rarity sighs before stabbing at her pancake with a pout, ā€œ I understand that intellectually Darling, but Twiight had said such hurtful things that I wonder how did we ever become friends with each other.ā€
>Alarmed you reach over and rub her hoof startling the white mare into dropping her fork.
ā€œHey now, I donā€™t want you two to ruin your friendship over me, you guys have been through a lot of adventures together, be rather silly to just throw away a friendship like that for little olā€™ me now isnā€™t it?ā€
>Tilting your head to give her a sheepish smile you give her hoof a squeeze.
>Rarityā€™s bangs hang over her face as she looks down at your hand before you can see her magic alight upon your own hand and it squeezes back.
>Rarity sniffs before she looks you in the eye with a watery grin.
>ā€I think youā€™d be worth it Darling, youā€™re my friend too right?ā€
>Hnng.
>Your heart.
>Standing from the chair you come over to the mare and wrap her in a big hug.
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>>25944284
ā€œCourse we are.ā€
>You say muffled by her mane as you bury your face in the top of her mane.
>ā€H-hey watch the hair.ā€
>Chuckling you oblige her before holding her close.
ā€œLook, letā€™s just, try to get a handle on things, weā€™ll all calm down a bit and come together to talk things out.ā€
>Rarity cranes her head back looking at you with a hint of worry.
>ā€Things?ā€
ā€œTwi and company arenā€™t the only problem we have it seems, you guys are really torn up about this huh?ā€
>Rarityā€™s tears seem to have dried quickly as she sucks in a deep breath, ā€œOF course weā€™d be upset about this, colts arenā€™t just joy sticks to play with till they break or something newer comes along why the sheer nerve of-ā€
>Boop.
>ā€Darling please I-ā€
>Boop.
>ā€Would you st-
>Boop.
>Rarity fumes as she stares at you with a promise of violence.
>You meanwhile are holding your giggles in before you just have to push her just one more time.
>Your finger starts to stray close to her snout for another boop.
>Oomph!
>You simply stare at Rarity as she holds your finger in place with her mouth.
>Then you spine tingles as you feel something slimy and sticky cover your finger.
>Oh thatā€™s her tongueā€¦
>Not sure if want or not.
>Withdrawing your finger you make a face as Rarity lets out a giggle, ā€œTurnabout is fair play after all Darling.ā€
ā€œIā€™ll show you turnabout!ā€
>You threaten as you advance on the mare with an evil grin.
>ā€No you donā€™t!ā€
>Rarity flees through the shop while you chase after her fully intent on giving her the wet willy of a lifetime!
>However a bell tingles in the shop causing Rarity to swerve to the door while you trip over a stray bolt of fabric into a pile of discarded dresses.
>Right, work.
>That important thing that pays the bills.
>Seeing your fun was over for now you decide to get back to work.
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>>25944288
>Waving goodbye to Rarity you make your way to home with Fluttershy.
>Wonder if she is going to make pasta salad again, stuff was great, though she didnā€™t have tomatoes.
>Actually none of the ponies in town sell them for some reason how odd.
>You know what, to thank Flutterbutter you know what youā€™re going to do with your afternoon off!
>Changing your path you being to make your way towards the Everfree passing not too far from Orange Tree Kickerā€™s place.
>You had just started to walk into the forest when you hear a familiar call.
>ā€Awnon!ā€
ā€œHey Applejack, what do you want?ā€
>The apple horse stops near her fence looking you over with worry.
>ā€Sugarcube youā€™re not thinking of going into that thar forest are ya?ā€
ā€œWhat if I am, not like you have any right to tell me off remember?ā€
>Seeing her wince gives you a vindictive sense of satisfaction before she steels herself.
>ā€Maybe so, but that doesn't mean I canā€™t escort you then.ā€
ā€œYeah, thanks, but no Iā€™m good.ā€
>ā€Awnon, come on. Donā€™t be like that, we both know that the Everfree is dangerous!ā€
ā€œFor you maybe.ā€
>ā€Ugh, look not even the girls and Ah like goinā€™ into the forest without others for back up. Itā€™s foolish is what it is.ā€
>You just know that the mare will raise more of a fuss if you donā€™t oblige her so you just sigh before waving her after you.
>With a happy winnie the pony leaps over the fence and trots her way over to your side hat bouncing along the way.
>God damn it.
>You forgot how cute that lil hat was when sheā€™s happy.
>No youā€™re still pissed at her, donā€™t give in now, youā€™d be a total cuck Anon.
>Ignoring the rather cheerful mare following you into what might as well be a potential death sentence you walk on the path into the woods.
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>>25944295
>You both are quiet as you walk through the woods.
>The silence is in that awkward state of comfortable, yet there is a large pink tutu wearing elephant in the room.
>If you remember right the tomatoes would be right aroundā€¦
>ā€Awnon?ā€
>Damn there goes the quiet.
ā€œYeah?ā€
>ā€Ah know that...that weā€™re having our troubles, butā€¦ā€
>Ah fuck clench the butt.
>ā€Ah wanna learn, Ah mean, Ah wanna understand why yaā€™ll are so upset about us moving on.ā€
ā€œThought I explained myself pretty clearly there Applejack, humans stick to one partner and mate for life.ā€
>ā€But why? Colts are really flaky and donā€™t really stick around that often, same with herds.ā€
>Stepping off the path you move aside some brush holding it up for Applejack to follow.
ā€œWell first clue, Iā€™m not a pony. Different rules.ā€
>ā€Ah know that!ā€
ā€œDo you really? Cuz you sure donā€™t act like it.ā€
>Applejack sucks in a deep breath letting it out after a moment.
>ā€Sugarcube, Ahā€™m tryinā€™ to be understanding.ā€
ā€œWhatā€™s there to understand you thought I was just shallow and kicked me to the curb once you saw something else to chew on.ā€
>No sir youā€™re not bitter at all.
>ā€Itā€™s always been like that Anon! Since there arenā€™t that many colts around mares gotta share when they herd up, even then thereā€™s not enough colts!ā€
ā€œSo what, you guys play merry go round with pony cock then?ā€
>ā€W-well no, maybe a little, but itā€™s not fair Awnon thereā€™s not that many colts to have! Do ya know how many times I have to beat mares off Big Mac so he can have some peace of mind?!ā€
ā€œIf I recall right, I had to help you with that when you missed a couple.ā€
>ā€What, how in tarnation did you get rid of them?ā€
>Flick.
>ā€Ouch what was that for!ā€
>Wiggling your fingers you grin at the mare.
ā€œI used my superior digits off course to drive them off.ā€
>ā€Wait so you ju-ā€
>Flick.
>ā€Gosh Darn it Anon stop flicking mah nose!ā€
ā€œSnrk, nope.ā€
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>>25944302
>Flicking her nose one more time you dodge a flying tackle by the country mare as she shouts.
>ā€Awnon you get your button flicking teasinā€™ plot back here!ā€
>Running with full speed you laugh back at her.
ā€œYou wish that I was teasinā€™ you!ā€
>ā€Ahnon!ā€
>You thought she was just yelling for the sake of scaring you.
>Instead she was warning you for that low hanging branch,
>Hitting the ground with a muffled thump you blink in a daze.
>Soon enough a familiar face zooms into view.
>ā€Awnon you cotton pickinā€™ fool, whatā€™d Ah tell ya.ā€
>Groaning you rub your head feeling the goose egg on your head.
>ā€Right then.ā€
>Feeling teeth bite into the hem of your collar you are slowly dragged back.
ā€œHey stop that.ā€
>ā€Eeenope you got hurt and Ah donā€™t want to listen to the girls say Ahā€™m abusing ya.ā€
ā€œPfft yeah right like th- well never mind they would, wouldnā€™t they?ā€
>ā€Eeeyep!ā€
>Struggling you get Applejack to let you go before standing up with an unsteady gait.
>ā€Now you come on home and Ahā€™ll get somethin for that bruise.ā€
ā€œItā€™s fine Applejack Iā€™ll explain it when we get back, sides I want to get those tomatoes.ā€
>Hearing a gasp of shock you turn in confusion to see Applejack with teary eyes.
>ā€Awnon Ah didnā€™t, Ahā€™m sorry Awnon you donā€™t have to do that. Come on letā€™s getā€™cha home, please you donā€™t need to kill yourself!ā€
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>>25944307
>The hell?
ā€œKill myself? Itā€™s just tomatoes, Fluttershy ha-ā€
>ā€Fluttershy had tomatoes?! Ah didnā€™t think she was a black widow!ā€
ā€œWhat? NO! Listen you dumb idjit!ā€
>ā€Ah know youā€™re not well Awnon, but itā€™ll be ok.ā€
ā€œNow youā€™re just over reacting!ā€
>Applejack stomps her little hooves in the ground, ā€œAh donā€™t think you're reacting enough!ā€
ā€œThen I guess together we react enough then!ā€
>ā€That doesnā€™t even make sense!ā€
>Booping the mare you nod.
ā€œExactly! Now tell me why tomatoes are so terrible they taste great.ā€
>ā€Their poisonous! Havenā€™t you seen Rohania and Tulip?ā€
ā€œWhat?ā€
>Applejack sighs muttering under her breath, it sounds vaguely like philistine.
>ā€Itā€™s the love story about a mare that couldnā€™t court a colt cuz of family so the colt used diluted tomato juice to fake beinā€™ dead and the mare got all upset and joined her lover in death by drinking the tomato juice straight.ā€
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>>25944314
>Wait.
>Tomato juice, thatā€™s a poison here?
>You canā€™t evenā€¦
>Holding your hand out at the mare you nod.
ā€œO-okay, srnk, I just lemme digest that for a bit.ā€
>ā€Itā€™s fine letā€™s just go back home.ā€
ā€œYeah, I guess, but I wanna get something for Flutters at least.ā€
>Applejack makes a small face before asking, ā€œWhy ya wanna get her something?ā€
ā€œWell she took me in without much hassle, stopped me from doing stupid shit and I wanna show my appreciation.ā€
>Applejack shakes her head at your antics as you look around the forest floor.
>ā€Ah forgot how you always tried to pay somepony back Awnon.ā€
ā€œWell ponies are said to have memory like a gold fish, three seconds or so.ā€
>ā€Hey!ā€ Applejack says as she sways your leg with her tail.
ā€œNot my fault, you set yourself up for it.ā€
>Applejack giggles at that before she becomes somber seeing the flowers you had collected.
>Seeing her notice the flowers you hold them out to her.
ā€œThink these are any good, they arenā€™t roses, but they look nice.ā€
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>>25944345
>Applejack coughed clearing her throat and squinting a bit, ā€œEhrm, yeah, Fluttershy will defintly like themā€¦ā€
ā€œWhy are you tearing up like that? Aw man these make ponies sneeze donā€™t they?ā€
>ā€No! No theyā€™re fine, its just uh, Ah had something in my eye?ā€
ā€œSnrk, Applejack you have got to be the worst liar in the world, whatā€™s the real reason.ā€
>ā€Look itā€™s just a dumb pony thing, yaā€™ll wouldnā€™t care bout it none.ā€
>Adjusting the bundle of flowers you step over a fallen log making it to the path back to town.
ā€œWell see I unlike you ponies can apprecaite other cultures.ā€
>Wincing at the snark Applejack sighes before mumbling darkly to herself.
ā€œWhat was that?ā€
>ā€Ah said they are flowers that ponies give to somepony they really treasure.ā€
ā€œWell that works great then, I appreciate Flutters for a bunch of the stuff she done for me.ā€
>Strange wonder why Applejackā€™s lowering her head like that with droopy ears.
>ā€O-oh well, uhm, Ahā€™m glad yer not yellinā€™ at me now Awnon.ā€
ā€œDonā€™t worry Iā€™m still madder than a hatter at you, but I can be civil about it.ā€
>Seeing her flinch you sigh before ruffling her hat to get at her ears.
ā€œRelax, Iā€™m not going to be a bitch, might snark at you a lot, but out of the trio I...I liked you the best so that might be why Iā€™m not being an utter cunt to ya.ā€
>ā€R-really?ā€
ā€œYep, hey thereā€™s the cottage. Thanks for walking me home Applejack.ā€
>As you start to walk towards the cottage you feela hoof on your pant leg making you look down.
>Applejack looks up at you with a pleading expression, ā€œAwnon, c-could you call me...call that lil name you used to call me?ā€
>Remembering all the times she tell you off for using it you give her a small smile and bend down to be eye level with her.
>Patting her head you whisperā€¦
ā€œOnly this time, Jackie.ā€
>You then ruffle her mane a bit before striding towards the cottage, ignoring the rain.
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>>25944354
aaand done not bad for about two hours worth of taka... thoughts?
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>>25944354
more?
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>>25944354
good stuff, but I misjudged your Anon. I thought he had a stronger backbone then that.

>>25943754
I like L&P's story, but this is a great setup.

>Luna and Celestia are Nick Fury and are assembling a team of alpha mares to take on Anon.

Be Calypso, the strongest lioness in all of Zebrica.
>As you stroll through the latest village you conquered you gaze at all that you now own.
>To your left is body after body of injured zebra mares.
>And to your right is the huddled group of colts they tried so desperately to protect.
>You begin circling them, inspecting your new toys.
>The lot is mostly impressive you'll admit, but you already have so many back home and things are starting to become a little cramped.
>You really should make those renovations a bigger priority, and yet you do enjoy seeing the occasional colt fight break out because of the crampedness.
>A grin forms over your face as you decide over your alpha-mare-problems.
"Listen closely my pets, while I now own all of you by right of Zebrica law, but I'm not going to keep all of you. You'll help me decide with a little game."
"You're all going to wrestle and if you win you'll get to stay, but if you lose you will be coming home with me. You 2 can proceed first."
> As you watch the one with the blue mane immediately tackle the grey mane you can't help but stretch your face into an even larger grin.
>Of course they don't realize that even if they win the ones you want to keep will have to wrestle you in the end, but that little secret was best saved until it was needed.
>As the grey mane struggles to flip over his opponent you smell danger approach you and your well earned toys.
>Two different scents and with quick perimeter scan you locate two Pegasus approaching you.
>The chest tuft on these mares!
>Well if they really think they can come in and steal-
>Oh my, my...
>If it isn't the two royal sisters.
>This day just got a whole lot more interesting...
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>>25944458
aw man, I was trying to not make Anon a wimp...
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>>25944354
>ā€œOnly this time, Jackie.ā€
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>>25944543
I actually think he's interesting. Kind of builds up the tension for when (or if) he blows up on them again.
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>>25944543
Doesn't seem like a wimp to me. I thought it was a great human moment for anon that showed he isn't out to just ruin his old herd. It also felt like a great moment for applejack too.
It tugs my heartstrings since AJ is best pony. I hate to see her heartbroken, even if she deserves it in this case
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>>25943754
Cool!

So, when do we get a story about anon with the BEST species?
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>>25943007
I'm so alone
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>>25944135
Please don't! It's gotta be tough going it alone, but I think you should follow that one anon's idea about Anon eventually settling down with another and being happy. Cadence should be the miserable one, the harlot!
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>>25944543
You didn't. Just because he was betrayed doesn't mean that he's filled with hate and only hate and he has one emotion and it's hate. hatehatehate.

Your anon is human. Yeah, he remembers some reasons why he fell in love in the first place - but he also catches himself, making sure not to fall into that "trap" yet again. It's... however many years of flirting and loving a person, you can't just turn that off in a day.

I'm expecting a lot of bittersweet moments, where it's going well and it's almost as if nothing happens until Anon realizes - or remembers - "oh... but... you threw me away." And then that awkward silence settles over the situation. And then pones realize "Oh... yeah..." and it's just... there. It's all out there, and it can't be taken back, and it's not getting better.


Also. Jackie. My first thought was "Gotta get back, back to the past samurai jack" - and then AJ was a fuji apple.

>>25941099
dubs demands I stop having a life outside of my creations! But, good news - at least for DD - I've figured out what I want to do for their first date day. So I can start writing that again.

For minotits, I'm working on how anon breaks the news, and their reactions. I wanted the story to go one way, but it seems like... it's going to go a completely different direction. I don't know how I feel about that.
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>>25943868
Anon, you silly nigger. No one should read The Chase. Ever. For any reason.
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>>25944806
>"You shall not stop me Anon!"
"Ah but foolish Samurai you have forgotten your one weakness!"
>You pull out a gala apple.
>"No you cannot!"
"But I will!"
>Crunch!
>"Ahgn!"
>Munch!
>"Stop!"
>Throwing away the apple core you reach in and grab a granny smith.
>"You fiend."
"Flee foolish samurai and never return!"
>"I will not!"
"Then suffer!"
>Crunch!
>Jack of the Apple Clan narrows her eyes at your flaming eyebrows as they waggle at her discomfort.
>With her magical sword she charges you!
>At which point you throw an apple a Fuji you think and run, er engage in a tactical retreat for a better position!
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>>25944794
I never said it was going to be Anon depressed and alchoholic. He's got a kid to raise, after all.
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>>25944543
I wouldn't call him a wimp. AJ was the least cunty of the three about the whole thing, and walking around pissed off all the time doesn't solve anything.

Twi and RD, though? Yeah, I wouldn't give them the same courtesy. RD because she was spiteful and out and out cunty about it. Twi because she leveraged an unjust law, and by extension abused her power, to take shit anon had helped buy and create. On top of that, she's trying to avoid responsibility by blaming law and culture.

Nope.

She's a political leader and if she's the lead mate then she's a social leader, it is completely acceptable to hold her to a higher standard and judge her more harshly for her actions accordingly.

Don't sweat it, your anon is interesting and just because you don't go full rage doesn't mean you're beta.
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>>25944036
Except Celestia's really bad at being a villain. She forgets her rope, borrows Anon's shoelaces, and ties the spare tracks to him. Like, she literally ties a loose piece of track to his ankle. Anon has to hold the knot steady with a finger while she makes a bow.
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>>25944884
>raising a kid
>can't be a depressed alcoholic
Ireland and the Slavoverse disagree with this.
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>>25944135
>>25943984
A general rule of thumb with grimderp with pony stories is trying to imagine the actual scene take place within the shows animation with the associated cartoon noises and bright colors. If the scene is far darker than even the darker and depressing moment you've seen to the show that you can't imagine such a scene fitting in such a stylized colorful world then you've probably gone to far.

That's just a general rule of thumb though its possible to go way over the line and still salvage it or make it good with solid writing and build up, but generally if you can't actually picturing it happening don't do it.
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>>25944884
The thought of Anon slapping a kid makes me feel like shit.
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>>25944987
You're telling me, that if you could travel through time, you wouldn't slap the shit out of prepubescent Justin Beiber?
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Let's choose best mother/captain save a hoe.
My vote for Twalot Spergle.
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>>25944987
It's not the kid being slapped either.
>>25944978
It's going to be within the show's parameters, though I will be bending some laws of physics to be a touch more realistic.
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>>25944770
No you're not
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>>25944905
This. If Anon ever forgives AJ, it won't be for her; it'll be so that he can move on.
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>>25945035
>It's going to be within the show's parameters, though I will be bending some laws of physics to be a touch more realistic.

Well if your so sure that it will fit with the tone and are willing to defend it from speculation from random Anon's then clearly you've thought this through and want it very badly. So go on do your writefag magic your way m80 you probably know best.

I mean worst case scenario its absolutely awful and the thread crucifies you in a bashing spree shit storm. And you already know those things aren't that bad and that anons are quick to move on

>>25944354
If Anon had to be civil to any of them AJ is the one to be civil to. I don't think he is weak from showing this much friendliness to her with the appropriate amount of backhanded comments, but he shouldn't be this kind to say Twilight. The only thing that was weak willed about Anon here is how he didn't put his foot down with AJ in explaining tomatoes relationship to humans (would have been another great opportunity to demonstrate to her how vastly different we are from them to tie into the colts being flaky thing). But that's about it (and that is a very minor thing anyway) want to see more dude
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>>25944427
Want to see dawning realization.

"Applejack, let me explain this to you in small words so that you'll understand."
>Applejack just glares at you for the slight.
"You guys are big on friendship, right? How long do you plan on being best friends with the other Elements? A few years? Ten years? Forever?"
>"Best friends for life, sugarcube."
"Let's say you make friends with a mare. No romance, just platonic friendship."
"Over the course of years you become very close friends, best friends."
"You do everything together. You're two peas in a pod, brothers from another mother.... or sisters from another mister. Whatever."
"Now one day, a new mare comes to town. Let's say Trixie. Your friend sees her and notices how much BETTER Trixie is than you."
>APplejack looks like she wants to interupt, but holds her tongue.
"And suddenly, the mare doesn't want to be friends with you any more. She stops talking to you, stops hanging out with you, and treats Trixie the exact same way she treated you. She isn't your best friend anymore, Trixie is."
>You pace in front of AJ, buildin gup a head of steam
"All those years you spent meant nothing to her. They meant everything to you, but she discarded them the minute something better than you came around."
"YOU meant nothing to her. She saw you as less than a pony, something she can play with and have fun with until you were no longer the best thing."
>You turn and glare at AJ, trying not to cry.
"Are you telling me that you wouldn't feel the tiniest bit sad? Angry? Would you not understand why the pony you considered your closest friend just abandoned you? WOuldn't you be upset when she answers your question of "why?" with "Trixie is better. Get over it, AJ, find a new friend."
>Applejack falls down onto her rump, eyes's wide and mouth open in shock.
>NOW she gets it.
>Cunt.
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>>25944873
>>25944806
>mfw he's BACK FROM THE PAST
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Can we get any stories or ideas about New Years?
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>>25945335
No

New Year's resolution: Do nothing new or interesting
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>>25945212
See, that is a legit response if the old herd keeps pushing him on why he won't go back.
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>>25945434
This. 110% correct
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>TFW New fucking Year is coming for me in 20 minetus

happy fucking NewYear, westdykes.
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>>25945546
Hey, let me know how 2016 feels. I haven't had a good year since '12.
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>>25945590
In an hour.
Though I can say ahead of time that it begins with caviar, olivje and the afterglow of Our Glorious Leader's Speech.
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>>25944905
>Twilight is more responsible and more deserving of contempt
This.

This recent bent we've been on with the old v. new herd, which is a fun prompt, has really pushed one of my buttons: property rights. His old herd leaves him and is shitty about it: okay, that's bad and he's got a right to be pissed, but that happens. The fact that they can just take all of the joint property and the property that he out and out bought himself? That coupled with the hints that as a male anon can't do meaningful work that allows him to pay his own way just pisses me off.

Having to start over, again, would just suck. I'd love to see a story where anon busts out some classical liberal ideology about inherent dignity and human rights. End with a big speechifying moment where he's the impetus for social change, and the old herd is on the wrong side of history for all history.

Also, he ends up with New Herd, which is either best princesses, the non-cunty elements, or some combination thereof.
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>>25945618
Russia?
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>>25945638
That sounds like work
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>>25945638
I want an Anon that can adapt and overcome without being a massive faggot.
Apply precise teat-twisting to some more desperate mares that will act as his face in the world, secretly amass wealth through careful dissemination of intellectual property, become a de-facto power in horsequestia like some fucking cunty tycoon pone. Smile whenever they show they good old good natured sexisms

>>25945649
yes
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>>25945669
>I want an Anon that can adapt and overcome without being a massive faggot. . . Smile whenever they show they good old natured sexisms.
Anon goes full Catherine de' Medici? I'd read the shit out of that.

>spoiler
Freedomland here. Why the fuck can't we get along? You take your half of the world, we'll take our half, and fuck the pseudopowers that cry on the side lines. We've got too much in common to keep letting shitty nations and petty interests draw us into pissing contests.
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>>25944354
If Anon were to accept back a single member of his old herd into his new one, I'd absolutely go for howdy horse.
Let her back at the bottom rung, give her a chance to actually learn how humans work this time, rekindle that romance and have a three way with her sister.
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>>25945739
I get that that statement is prefaced by an if, and if you held a gun to my head and say make that call, choose one of the old three, I'd make the same call. Having said that, I do not, under any circumstances, want to be romantically involved with the old herd.

Cultural differences aside, >>25945212 did a good job of explaining why.
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>>25944354
You know, the more I read this the more I want Anon to really twist the knife at the end. I would legit cheer if Anon fucked his new herd insensate right in front of his old herd. Straight up looked the old her in the eyes as he fucked the new herd straight into exhaustion.

Bonus points if somehow the rest of the town sees and gets why anons stamina and recovery are so impressive, and they talk shit on TT and the old herd for that reason.
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>>25945733
The Russian people are great, but don't trust Putin. He's manipulative and power hungry.

And our president is just an idiot.
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>>25945590
So yeah, 2016 feels pretty great, all things considered. Better than 2015 or 2014, at least. The NY address was better. Caviar was better. Much more fun and merriment. No pressing political issues on everybody's minds.

>>25945733
>We've got too much in common
Different civilizations, different ideologies, different faiths.
And half the world is too much, as there are more that two civilizations that want a pick.
Sorry for starting your year with shit lol

>>25946359
Friendly reminder that Russian people by and large support Putin, and many outright like him.
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>>25946373
>Friendly reminder that Russian people by and large support Putin, and many outright like him.
Gonna need a source for that friend.
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>>25946373
>>25946383

Friendly reminder that Donald Fucking Trump is a strong contender for the presidency of the United States of Eagleland.
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>>25945034

What is a Captain-Save-A-Hoe? I know it's similar to a white knight but what is it exactly?
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>>25946614
Friendly reminder that /pol/ should pls go.
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>>25946614
Is this supposed to be a bad thing?
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>>25946684
I'm saying it as a bad/absurd thing. Isn't /pol/ like arch-conservative? It's been a while since I waded through that cesspool.
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>>25946684
Amen to that. Sorry I got into it, sis, I was baited hard.
>>25946383
Pol will provide some, unless you dismiss them as conspiracy sources!!
>>25946688 >>25946614 >>25946712
staahp, you're making Lieutenant Rzhevsky feel slight discomfort
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>>25946712
>Isn't /pol/ like arch-conservative?
I think so. I just meant more that politics are perhaps not a great subject for this place.

If it makes you feel better, he's more or less a fucking meme, with people largely giving him attention to make fun of how absurd he is. I don't think there's any real chance he'd ever be elected, especially since he tends to piss huge chunks of the country off every time he opens his mouth.
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>>25946757
>If it makes you feel better, he's more or less a fucking meme, with people largely giving him attention to make fun of how absurd he is.
He was a meme at the start of things, but after being the clear front runner for two straight fiscal quarters he's less memetic and more contender.
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>>25946757
Politics are great for RGRE, just not exactly Terran politics, and certainly not today.

Today we all durnk
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SO GUYS why is Twilight always the white knight in RGRE? I would assume that since her brother got as far into his career as he did (pre-marriage) that she'd realize that stallions don't need her help or whatever.
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>>25946757
>If it makes you feel better, he's more or less a fucking meme, with people largely giving him attention to make fun of how absurd he is. I don't think there's any real chance he'd ever be elected, especially since he tends to piss huge chunks of the country off every time he opens his mouth.

numerous media stories on his campaign have taken this perspective but it hasn't stopped him from being the consistent forerunner in the republican race and given the lack of a serious opponent, unless he tremendously fucks up (and for him I don't even know what that would look like, maybe eating a baby on live television or something) he's probably gonna get the nomination. on the other side, even democrats tend to see hilary as unlikably "political" (the whole changing her accent/political opinions at the drop of a hat thing) and as for sanders its still really hard to imagine america electing a dude who actively calls himself something with "socialist" in its title.

I'm not saying trump is a shoe-in or anything but it's not nearly as absurd as the media is making it out to be.

actually have we ever elected anybody president who never held political office before? I guess there are the "general" presidents, washington, grant, eisenhower, but at that level, being in the military sorta becomes a political office.
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>>25946878
>SO GUYS why is Twilight always the white knight in RGRE?
Well, in the recent string of stories she isn't.
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>>25946924
>actually have we ever elected anybody president who never held political office before?
Obama served part of a Senate term. Not the full term, mind you, just part of one. In recent memory that's as close as we've got.
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>>25946936
Glad we steered the conversation back to the topic at hand. Thanks, faggot.
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>>25946968
Anytime, cocksock!
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>>25944427
>thoughts
ow, my feels

>>25944806
>DD - I've figured out what I want to do for their first date day. So I can start writing that again.
all my hype
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>>25945212
this is the one thing that really bugs me about this story. in a world ruled by friendship and BFFs, why would love be treated so differently from friendship? only explanation i can come up with is that stallions really are that flaky and uncaring, so mares, to protect their own feelings, developed the same attitude at stallions. not a terribly strong concept though, even if it may have some basis in reality.
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>>25944458
very interesting concept anon
I was originally just going to make it Val the hunter vs Anon the hunted
but it would be interesting to see something like this
>princesses form A team to capture anon
>shenanigans
>finally capture him
>but then the conflict arisies
>who gets the HMD?

ill ponder this
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>>25946878
>why is Twilight always the white knight in RGRE?

Do you want an in-universe reason or the actual reason people write her that way?

Actual reason: she's a bookish introvert at the beginning of the series, and that roughly corresponds to the sort of dude who becomes a white-knight. The type of dude who has never really had any female friends so he sees them as archetypes instead of people and thinks he needs to put em up on a pedestal.

An alternative version is that she's the awkward MRA/pickup-artist (not a competent one that actually gets laid though, just the kind who dresses up in weird hats and awkwardly mumbles out "negs" to stallions at the bar) type, someone who gets all her knowledge of how to interact with stallions from shit she's read in books or heard from other insecure mares. Either way, her problems with the opposite sex are the result of her being an introvert who has never really had ANY kind of relationship with a stallion, romantic or otherwise.

In-universe I guess you can justify it by saying there are plenty of real-world dudes who have mothers and sisters they love but who are still wicked sexist towards women they're not related to. Maybe she sees her brother as an exception, maybe because he's not a sexual prospect she subconsciously doesn't categorize him as male, maybe his accomplishments aren't as impressive to a mare who was once the protege of God and who is now a god-princess herself, who knows.
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>>25947138
Mah zig. Nailed it like a fucking goddess.
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>>25947260
Your "a" is in the wrong place, bro. Move it to the right one word.
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>You are Anon, and there's a changeling in your bed.
>Yup, a tiny baby changeling is cuddled into your side like a widdle sweetheart.
>She didn't have a name, so you name her Cuddle Wings.
>You were going to go for a normal name like "Mary" or "Cocksleeve", but you wanted something that would blend in with the other ponies.
>She arrived on your doorstep about three months ago, battered and bleeding.
>She survived the raid on Canterlot, and when she was unable to find her Hive, she locked on to the largest source of love in the general area and headed out for it.
>Turns out humans have love in spades.
>Maybe it has something to do with Friendship LITERALLY being magic.
>Since you have no way of doing any magic, your Friendship reserves are untouched.
>Sometimes you find other regular ponies snuggled up to you when you wake up in the morning, but you never recognize any of them.
>You're pretty sure they're other changelings.
"Wake up, sweetheart."
>Cuddle Wings tosses and turns in her sleep and lets out an adorable whine.
>"Don' wanna..."
>Aww.
>You pick her up anyways.
>Your little darling can't waste away the day now, can she?
>"Daaaad! Put me down!"
>Your heart climaxes ever time she calls you "dad".
>You were heartbroken when you realized that, being the only human (and priding yourself as a non-horsefucker), you were unlikely to ever have children of your own.
>But then Cuddle Wings came into your life, and you've never been happier.
>The citizens of Ponyville reacted one of three ways:
>One, they admired you for adopting a filly (you made sure her disguise was flawless when she left the house) and raising her all on your own.
>Two, they pitied you for being unable to find a nice mare to support you.
>Every fucking pony in this town is like a Jewish mother, swear to god.
>"Oh Anon, your neighbour has a herd. Why don't you?"
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>>25947333
>Turns out the "single Dad" look gets more pity than anything else; Twilight explained to you that it implies that you weren't fit to lead a herd, and your mares dumped their/your kid(s) onto you.
>That's when she tried to pity-fuck you.
>Right in front of your daughter.
>There's a reason you live on the edge of town, man.
>You bring Cuddle Wings into the living room while you go wake up her sisters.
>Again, you're pretty sure they're changelings, but you can't prove anything.
>DING DONG
>oh goodness who could this be
>You open your door and find a tall unicorn mare, about the hight of Princess Celestia.
>"Hello, human. I am... Sunny Days, and I just wanted to check up on yo-"
>>"Mommy!"
>Cuddle Wings, sans disguise, comes running into the room and wraps her hooves around Sunny Days' forelegs.
>The other four identical bug-fillies (YOU FUCKING KNEW IT) join in and jabber on about how much they missed her and how much fun they're having with "daddy".
>Long story short, the new changeling hive is situated just outside of Ponyville.
>Now that you've apparently listened to the ponies and found a "herd", nopony suspects a thing.

THE END
Happy New Years, faggots.
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>>25947333
Yay
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>>25947349
third way is i forgot what the third way is
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>>25947349
>Turns out the "single Dad" look gets more pity than anything else; Twilight explained to you that it implies that you weren't fit to lead a herd, and your mares dumped their/your kid(s) onto you.

Fun oneshot, but shouldn't this not count for Anon considering he adopted?
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>>25947392
"Cuddle Wings" wasn't listed as an orphan in the system, so they assumed he somehow procreated.
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>>25947413

>One, they admired you for adopting a filly (you made sure her disguise was flawless when she left the house) and raising her all on your own.

But this statement implies they know she's adopted?
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>>25947442
....fuck.
I don't know. magic.
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>>25946981
>cocksock!
It's such a shame they're not a bigger part of RGR.
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>>25947494

It's okay Plug, I'm just being detail-obssessive. It's a problem I have.
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>>25947521

What are cocksocks exactly? Aside from fillies used for sex presumably?
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>>25947521
Are they the size of actual socks?
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>>25944765
>poppy O'possum
>had no idea other people knew about MILFest of MILFs

holy shit, based anon
s-stop pressuring me about stories where they meet by chance in the everfree, eventually forming a
>platonic
friendship that transforms into
>something more
as they both learn what love is and enjoy life to the fullest

m-must r-r-resist
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>>25947537
Whatever you want, man.
Sometimes, they're reduced to almost being objects for the stallions use, to the point that it's considered taboo to actually care about them.
Other times, they're almost slaves.
In more believable ones, it's sort of a system to encourage herding. Getting them young and mold their sexuality to your tastes. Broodmares in training, if you will.

The only near constants are that the fillies are generally extremely eager to be cocksocks, with the practice being publicly acceptable, or ever seen as preferable. Especially in the broodmares setting, since it means there's no worries about finding a stallion later.
And getting socks is usually very casual. Most of the stories of it have Anon just strolling into the schoolhouse, picking some from the available fillies, fucking them in class and then taking them home right then, with Cheerilee telling him she'll let their families know.
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>>25947533
It's fine. I'm just happy you were interested enough to invest the effort of nit-picking.

>>25947521
Ain't nothing wrong with a stallion who makes his daughters feel good.
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>>25947521

Would anyone happen to know the artist of that pic? It's cute and reverse image is giving me nothing.
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>>25947634
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>>25946844
today we all drink

AMEN BRUDDA
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>>25947634
>You walk out of the classroom with Sweetie Belle still impaled on your cock.
"Tell Rarity I said hi, alright?"
>Cheerilee just gives you a smile and a wave goodbye.
>You turn your attention back to the panting, moaning filly grinding her cum-soaked crotch on the base of your cock.
"Now, who wants foals?"
>"M-meeee~"
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>>25947715
This was me. Making full green right now.
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>>25947724
Yessssss
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>>25946648
Superior/worst form of white knights. Urban dictionary describes this like
>A golddigger's dream. A man that will drop dimes on you (i.e. get your hair and nails done, take care of your childroes, pay your bills)
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>>25947634

Wait a minute, I think there was a thread about this a few months ago. Someone had a really good concept for it. Let me just dig into the archive...


>Lets make it more like an arranged marriage, because I doubt most parents would allow a random stallion to take their daughter home with them. Cock socking is an agreement between the stallion and the parents of the filly. Both parties must sign a contract. The stallion is legally required to marry his cocksock once she becomes of age, while the parents give up most of their rights to the filly in question. The stallion becomes responsible for raising his cocksock, and all that it implies. He has to keep them fed, and make sure they go to school. Failure in taking proper care of a cocksock will result in the filly going back to her parents.

>If a stallion dies before his cocksock reaches adulthood, she is returned to her parents and inherits the stallion's property. If the stallion had multiple cocksock and/or wives, his property is split evenly between them. Poorer families have a tendency of offering their daughters up as cocksocks to rich stallions, in hopes of giving them a better life.

>Cock socking isn't even the real name for the practice! It's a slang term that has become very popular in recent years.
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>>25947349
Excellent end. Love the Love bugs.
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>>25947637

No problem man. I like your content.
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>>25947791
I remember something like that from many moons ago where Anon buy Applebloom, I think the story died shortly after.
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>>25947349
Happy ending.

Very happy ending.
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>"Yes Anon, I'm sure. I want you to fuck a zebra while I will be watching this and wearing a chastity belt."
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>>25947381
It renewed general interest in the hot monkey dick because a single dad obviously puts out?
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>>25947944
ayy
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Happy New Year, Anonsies!

>>25947665
Preach it, sister.
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>>25947944
Fuck you and you're shit fetish Dorkle.
I'm gonna rekt your pussy real good and you're gonna love it.
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>>25947870
Cutie Brand Crusaders by Vhatug. Anon buys Applebloom, then returns to buy Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo at her insistence.
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>You are Anon, and you're the happiest you've been since you landed in Equestria.
>You knew about herding, sure; that was probably the first thing that Twilight told you about after you got here.
>Purple horse is the perviest horse, let me tell you.
>So apparently it's socially-acceptable to just find a young, unattached mare and fuck the FUCK out of her.
>Like, wherever you want, too. Middle of the street? Go ahead. Want to fuck in the park where all the children can watch? You bet your life you can. Stuffing Apple Bloom with your cock right in front of Applejack's stall? She gets real turned on over that.
>(btw, you absolutely boned Applejack right after you filled her little sister up with cum)
>(Again, right in the middle of the market.)
>(GOD you love Ponyville)

>So here you are, strolling into Cheerilee's schoolhouse like you own the place.
>It's worth mentioning that you aren't wearing any pants, which lets all the mares out there get a good look at the goods.
>Now you've got a bunch of what, 8-year-old fillies staring down your junk as it bobs and weaves with each step you take?
>One of them even follows the little bead of pre-cum that drips off of the tip of your dick and onto the floor.
>Guess who has an exhibitionist fetish?
>(It's you)
>"Good morning, Mister Anonymous."
>Ahh, Cheerilee.
>Even with your dick at eye-level, she remains polite and professional.
>Wait, no, she's starting to rub her swollen horse-pussy in front of the entire class.
>"Why don't you tell the class why you've decided to visit us today?"
>Smart idea, bubblegum teacher horse.
>Smart, but not one you're going to take.
"Just ignore me, Miss Cheerilee. I'm just here to observe."
>You give your cock a few short pumps to really get the meaning across.
>"Just don't interrupt the foal's learning too much, alright?"
>Oh they'll be learning, alright.
>Learning how to suck your fat cock.
>Smooth, Anon. Smooth.
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>>25948098
>You glance around the room, looking for your target, and spot her almost right away.
>Sweetie Belle is paying attention to what Cheerilee has to say, completely ignoring the man waving his penis around.
>Yeah, this shit's normal.
>You fucking LOVE Ponyville.
>You walk up to her without a word and just stand there with your dick pointing at her, not a foot away from her head.
>She just looks up at your face, smiles at you, and goes back to paying attention to class.
>You love it when they resist.
>You take a step closer and poke Sweetie Belle in the cheek with your erection, leaving a string of pre-cum connecting your dick and her face.
>She's blushing, sure, but she's still concentrating on her work.
>Fuck it.
>You gently grab her head and turn it to face you.
>Then you poke her mouth with the meaty head of your penis, and she automatically opens her mouth.
>Once you think she's used to your size, you begin to slowly pump in and out.
>You can only manage a few inches in her tiny mouth, but the loud slurping noises she makes more than makes up for it.
>You're starting to reach the no return, so you pull your slippery cock from her mouth with a wet =pop=.
>She relinquishes it reluctantly.
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>>25948112
>Now, for the real fun.
>You pick the tiny horse up and line yourself up with her slit.
>Moisture from her hot sex trails down your shaft, ensuring that your entrance is a smooth one.
>You push yourself in, revelling in the feeling of an unbelievably-tight cunt.
>The loud moaning that Sweetie Belle is making doesn't seem to distract the other fillies, who are diligently writing down everything that Cheerilee is saying.
>To your surprise, you manage to hilt in Sweetie Belle.
>What are you, fucking her lungs?
>But you don't complain.
>In much less time than you would have preferred (god DAMN this tight pussy), you find yourself about to cum.
>You both moan as you fire shot after shot into her sopping wet filly snatch, filling her up to the brim and exploding out around your cock.
>Her notes are splattered with both of your cum.
>oh lord you need a breather.
>Surprisingly, you're still hard.
>As diamonds, actually.
>You can probably continue this at home.
>You walk out of the classroom with Sweetie Belle still impaled on your cock.
"Tell Rarity I said hi, alright?"
>Cheerilee just gives you a smile and a wave goodbye.
>You turn your attention back to the panting, moaning filly grinding her cum-soaked crotch on the base of your cock.
"Now, who wants foals?"
>"M-meeee~"
>You don't have a guest bedroom to turn into Sweetie Belle's new room, but you guess that doesn't matter.
>You hope she'll like your king-sized bed.
>You get the feeling that she won't be the only one who will.

End
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>>25948018
Too bad Vhatug can't ever finish anything.
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>>25947791
That's actually a really good prompt that I hope some modern-day writefag will pick up.

COUGH COUGH ANYBODY COUGH COUGH
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>>25947815
Thanks, friend. I love reading your stuff too.

>>25947841
I aim to please.

>>25947889
Hapoy ends are what I'm all about. The world is sad enough without me contributing to the misery.

>>25947944
Why is reverse-gender c*king so weirdly hot?
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>>25948151
Sorry, man. It's one of my many fatal flaws.
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>>25948230
It's cool. Your short stuff is so good that I want to keep reading, and then it just stops.

Reminds me of an ex who had /zero/ sexual stamina and was super sensitive afterward. Fucking her was like disarming a bomb, everything had to be done a certain way and timed perfectly.
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>>25948130
I can't help but think how creepy this shit is.
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>>25948278
You've never fantasized about walking into a room and fucking a random person as though that sort of public behaviour was normal?
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>>25948130
I've always liked the super-casual setting once in a while. The only thing that would make it better is making a fairly decent sized slice of life sort of story where all the deviancy is just seen as utterly natural. Kinda like a corrupt Daring douche sorta thing.

Damn rare, but fun when it pops up.
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>>25948304
Not with what amounts to a twelve year old.
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>>25947944
>"And... if you want I can be in the other room. Sitting beside the door and just listening."
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>>25948401
Nah, it's okay Twiggles. We're friends! I'll gladly rail all your friends and family right in front of you. Shoot, I'll even look you in the eye each and every time I cum.

Sound like a deal?
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>>25948401
>"Maybe after this I can eat all your cum out of her? Only if you allow of course."
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>>25947944
>>25948401
Even with reversed genders cucks are disgusting.
What is the point in having a mare who doesn't constantly crave Hot Monkey Dick inside her.
Throwing it off to some other mare like they don't want it is an insult to dick everywhere.
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>>25948487
Cucking is hot if you're the bull.
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>>25948479
Tell you what, princess, you keep my balls magically filled and I promise you can clean up after me all night long.

Deal? Magic is fun!
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>>25948501
disgust
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>>25948479 >>25948401 >>25947944
>wanting to be cuckqueen
>not wanting to Share the Love and double-team that hot stallion, then swap his cum and fuck the other girl yourself while he recovers

Literally how?
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>>25948623
Cuckaine is a hell of a drug, roofiehoers.
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>>25948623
WEll geez not all of us be the deity of love and fun smexy times yanno

Also not to be a shill, but what is everyone's thoughts on adventure text games? I found this really neat program that lets you build rooms and run things called scripts to make your own adventure thing, looks rather neat to be honest.
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>>25948806
Share a link?
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>>25948806
You don't have to be a deity to enjoy the simple pleasures of love.
You just need to herd up with your friends.
Do you have any friends, Comfy?
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>>25948890
>pleasures of love.
That's lust.

The real princess of love could tell the difference Chrysalis.
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>>25948815
http://textadventures.co.uk/
Just log in register and all that crap, but the stuff is free and if you are good at programming i bet you could hammer something out quick, but I dont so i just use the simple click and spew words out bit. But holy shit i see why game devs take forever. Small items on the ground are a bitch to fill out.

>>25948890
...n-not really...Shut up! I'm fine I have vidya and my comfy chair! Nothin's gonna bother me!

disgruntled noises intensifies
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>>25948362
I know, right? Anything over ten and I start to feel icky.
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>>25948942
Love? Lust? Difference - yes... But why would you do that - share your lust with a pony you don't love?
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>>25945638
>busts out some classical liberal ideology
>wrong side of history

I get what you're trying to say man, but could you be less of a faggot in saying it?
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>>25949003
Says the horse seducing the poor human colt because he can't knock you up.
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>>25948956

I live in Canterlot...
work as a spellsmith, and sometimes I do illustrations!
I have a web series to help ponies with math!
And I try to write on ponychan s-s-sometimes...
But it's never as good as you ^:(
I wish you could teach me!
a-a-are you s-single?..
Maybe... sometime... we... horsemarry? ^:)
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>>25949270
Please don't confuse your fiction with my biography.
It is well done, captivating... but simply not true.
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>>25949485
I am honestly unsure of how to respond to this...

I could always be happy to help teach ya how to write though!

Really wish I knew how to spell smith cool stuff, that sounds so cool to be honestAs for availability, I recently just got out of a herd, it's kinda been nuts.

>>25949509
That's exactly what the cover up mares would say! Don't beilieve them find the truth! Don't let them pull the wool over your eyes! Seek it out before they take it away!
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>>25949560
>tfw you get gently let down
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>>25949567
nuuuu wait, waaaaaait! I mean...it could be fun, maybe a date?
ogodwhatamidoingI can't into social!
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>>25947791
This would likely make some books in their world. Like a murder misery clichƩ of "the sock killed that stallion for the inheritance".

Just got to think of a cute pony themed name for black widow.

>"Anon, everypony knows that it's either the butler or the sock that kills him in these books. This is why you need to keep an eye on Diamond Tiara!"
"Oh come on Twi, you're being over dramatic."
>"Then explain these crayon drawn plans to murder you in the bathtub."
>You roll your eyes at her.
"Clearly Cheerilee is making the kids do some art work."
>You point at the the drawing being held up by magic.
"See! Look how perfect she colored within the lines of my penis."
>Twilight makes pissed off horse noises and storms out, slamming the door behind her.
"Jeese, what's her problem? Oh hey Diamond."
>The fillie smiles up at you in black sheer lingerie.
>"Ready for a sexy bath Anon?", she says with a sinister grin.
"I see nothing wrong with this."
>You say as you smile and follow that flank.
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>>25947944
Twilight would likely have weebo fetishes...
Like...
Tenticals with vaginas on them or games where you play a stallion who walks around getting raped by vagina having monsters.
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>>25948956

Ah, Text Adventures.
Nice, I remember getting a kick out of the stuff and looking for more. Can't believe I almost forgot about that place.

Don't forget, Twine or Inform 7 for doing stuff like that.

All three of which I'd thought of using for projects which never got off the ground.

Also, Happy New Years Eve from the US East Coast - And good news, I have green which I'll post later.
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>>25949763
But I want it now Office!

Whats Twine and inform 7 more stuff that does the same thing?
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>>25949666

Nice green Satan!
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>>25949811
In time my friend, in time.

Sort of, Inform 7 functions similar to Text Adventures, but its a little more complex in some regards, more simple in others. Main difference would have to be in how it's programmed.

Twine, is definitely more complex as it has, I think, about three different versions which all function somewhat differently. Tends to be used for more 'advanced' projects.

Since I'm shit with explanations, I'm gonna hook you up with examples:
> Free Cities (uses Twine)
> Flexible Survival (uses Inform 7)
Heads up, they're both D-Games though.


And for those more literate, please, correct me.
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>>25949692
>weeaboo fetishes
Speaking of fetishes, how would futanari work in RGRE? Would they just be colts with cunts? Would mares complain that they can never find futa on mare and that everything's stallion on futa? Would a mare with a dick be seen like a man with breasts? Do they also argue about whether futa is gay or not? I'm sorry, I just want more pone imageboard adventures.
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>>25949940
Colts with teats to be twisted of course.
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>>25950011
Does that mean Anon is weeb fetish material?
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>>25950063
Anon is weeb fetish material, true.
Imagine assfucking a unicorn mare, and giving her the double reach-around on her cunt and horn. Also bite her neck.

This is pure tentacle pron material
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we perversed gender roll questra nao
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>>25950155
>Anon brings Corruption of Champions
>90 perfect of females stay inside and play it
>Anons like "well fuck I didn't plan for this"
>now he has to repopulate the land by putting his willy into the remaining 10 percent who didn't have computers
>"but what if I get tired"
>Anon does not get tired
>"okay thanks"
>eventually equestria becomes great again vote trump 2016 or whenever that thing is
>there were horrible satyr things everywhere
>they didn't have normal pony children with the stallions because I can't think of a reason write your own reason and submit it before the fifth of June
>Anon is happy
>"no I'm not I have alimony to pay"
>oh well
>The End
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>>25950218
>>there were horrible satyr things everywhere
>horrible
>implications
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>>25950241
They're horrible because no one knows how to raise them. What do you feed a ponyhuman? Grass? Fish? Fish that is stuffed with grass? We just don't know. And knowing is half the battle. The other half is getting Jenny to agree that those karate lessons are not worth it fuck you Jenny.
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>>25950218
>CoC in equestria
>princess Trump
10/10 I love it.

Building on this, CoC in equestria could make some pretty solid green. RGRE or otherwise.
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>>25950218
>Implying alimony judgements aren't made in favor of the fairer (more likely to be the victim) sex 96% of the time

Anon would be rolling in the alimony checks from his former herd mates assuming he left them in the first place and huddled with the remaining mare population in a giant city sized bed.
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>>25950277
Obviously they'd be omnivorous.
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>>25950361
That's the thing, Anon DID get alimony checks from the mares but then everyone realised he was swimming in dosh so they demanded that he pay them back. It's kind of like tax returns. Also he's king I guess, since the princesses were too busy with CoC. Canterlot's waterfall is now 37 percent marecum.

>>25950380
Yeah but do they eat their siblings? This is very unexplored territory.
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>>25950416

If by 'eat' you mean 'eat out' then the answer is probably yes.
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>tfw you want to stay up and reply to people but it's nearing 5 in the morning and need to sleep
Goodnight RGRE don't let the matriarchy get you or else they will make you wear suits and other demeaning colty things
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>>25933755
Wonder how'd they react to this.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ujzp9ffPwPM

I bet the villains in the audience would love it.
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>>25950433
I like this idea.
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>>25950454

B-but Anon, I like these things! I always dreamed of being the perfect housecolt!

...D-don't you love me?
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Happy New Year, you lot! It's green time.

> A sudden series of squeaks causes your eyes to open a bit.
> Your curiosity grows further as you hear the sounds of rushing water in your bathroom.
> In all your time in the shadier side of Manehattan, youā€™ve, surprisingly, never once had a break-in.
> And if this is a break-in, who the hell would do a B and E just to use a shower.
> Sitting up to satiate your curiosity, your nose encounters a light scent of female musk and sex.
> While rubbing sleep from your eyes you swing your legs to the side of the bed.
> Huh, this side is a lot warmer than usual.
> And, according to your balls, VERY damp.
> Hang on, why are you not wearing boxers and why is the bed ā€“
> Oh. Oh, yeah.
> Itā€™s all coming back to you now ā€“ the encounter, the wild back-alley sex, and the cuddling.
> So, thatā€™s Blaze in the shower then.
> Well, mystery solved. And if you werenā€™t feeling so unusually awake, youā€™d probably go back to bed.
> Seeing as you are, you might as well get up.
> And with a stretch and a couple of pops, you stand up.
> Man, your lower half is still kinda sticky. And you still smell like horny mare.
> Guess Blaze has the right idea.
> Come to think of itā€¦ maybe you should join her. After all, youā€™ve already fucked, showering together shouldnā€™t be that big of a deal.
> Casually, you open the bathroom door and step in. The light cloud of steam envelopes you, embracing your body in a pleasant warmth.
> Brushing aside the shower curtain reveals Blaze, standing on her back legs and leaning on the wall.
> Her ears twitch a little in response. Though her eyes are closed, itā€™s clear she knows youā€™re there.
> Her mouth moves slightly, leaving a sly and knowing smile on her face.
> ā€œHeyā€¦ā€
> For a moment you stand there and admire her lean, athletic figure. The water hits the square of her back, right between her wings, and runs down ā€“ all across her barrel and over her flanks.
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>>25950590

> Her posture causes the rivulets of water to all meet at around the same place, the inside of her legs, before running down onto the floor of the shower.
> Opening a single icy-blue eye, she looks at you, a mix of curiosity and desire subtly etched into it. Itā€™s all she really needs to say.
> As you step in, the bulk of the streaming water diverts ā€“ hitting and running down your back now ā€“ as you step in directly behind her.
> Leaning in, you reach around her barrel and hoist her up ā€“ leaving her standing on her back legs, and supported by you.
> Even extended like this, she only comes up to your chest.
> Almost instinctually, you kiss the top of her head. She coos a little at this and promptly leans back into you ā€“ matting her soft, wet, gamboge mane across your chest and leaving her flanks pressed into your hips with her marehood resting on your length.
ā€œHey.ā€
> Gently, she tries to remove herself; you offer no resistance. But instead of pulling away completely, she braces herself on your forearms and turns to face you, wrapping her forelegs around your torso.
> She cuddles into you, her bud now resting at your base, her chest tuft tickling your stomach, and her face brushed up against your chest and staring into your eyes.
> ā€œMhmmā€¦ even for an alien, youā€™re weirdā€¦ rape victim one minute, intense lover the nextā€¦ then thisā€¦ā€
> Momentarily, she breaks eye contact. Then you feel it, a small kiss on your chest. And then another. And another.
> After delicately planting another kiss, she looks up and locks her gaze with yours.
> ā€œIā€¦ I was just hoping for a quick fuck, but thisā€¦ this is even better than Iā€™d dreamedā€¦ā€
> With only a little struggle, she manages to plant a small kiss on your collarbone.
> She seems to struggle a little more as she aims for your neck; it appears she canā€™t extend that far up.
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>>25950640

> The effort sheā€™s putting forth is cute though, and you respond in kind, bending down a little and locking your lips around hers. Though not her intended target, she doesnā€™t seem to mind in the least.
> After a few moments you break the kiss, leaving a strand of spittle hanging between your parted mouths. Leaning back up, you watch it break and then wash down.
> Reaching around her barrel, you fingers dexterously dance across her back eliciting a coo from steadily relaxing Pegasus.
ā€œSo, whatā€™s brought this on, then?ā€
> ā€œJust ā€“ mhmm~ ā€“ w-wanted to pay you back f-for last nightā€¦ y-you know, for ā€“ ah~ ā€“ being so roughā€¦ā€
> Working around her back, you gently apply pressure to various knots your fingers run across. As you apply pressure to a particular spot between her wings, they rapidly unfurl ā€“ the span now blocking some of the water.
> ā€œAHHhhh! R-right there! Right there!ā€
> With a little smile, you apply just a bit more pressure onto her lean muscles.
> Biting her lip a little, she goes right back to planting kisses along your chest where she can. When her kissing ends up reaching a fever pitch, she begins to nip lightly at your skin. Occasionally, she adds suction before doing so, drawing up a pinch of your flesh before lightly nipping at it.
> Admittedly, supporting her with your cock had you sporting a chub. But this, this has you solid. And with the VERY intimate embrace the two of you are in, there is no way she doesnā€™t know.
> She gyrates her hips a little, sending her winking love button down to your base where it plants a little loving kiss. Then she draws it right back, her folds grazing your glans, allowing it to give your tip a kiss as well.
> And though the water and her own juices make her strokes easier, she continues to do so at a rhythmic and steady pace.
> With an encouraging kiss to the top of her head, you slide with her, running her nub onto the base a little harder than before.
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>>25943892
That's surprisingly adorable.
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>>25950658

> The effort does not go unappreciated, as it elicits a little moan from the light-yellow Pegasus with every stroke.
> Her moans crescendo as you switch your massage from the square of her back to the base of her wings. Each squeeze of her tensed musculature causes a brief flap of her wings followed by a lewd moan and a sloppy kiss to the collarbone.
> Though tense, due to their extended state, the base of her wings feels much more relaxed than before. And without thinking, you move outwards, running your fingers across the muscles in her wings and across her delicate plumage.
> This causes her kissing to increase in intensity; her little nub begins to offer more kisses each time it connects and every time she removes her lips to change spots on your chest you hear her pant between moans.
> Since you donā€™t really know much about preening, you stick to rubbing the musculature, and only occasionally do you run your fingertips through her feathers.
> But every time you do, youā€™re rewarded with another set of sloppy kisses and moaning from a clearly satisfied mare.
> After a few minutes of this routine, she bites down. Hard.
> With a final flutter, her wings begin to stiffen in your grasp and her moans increase dramatically.
> Your cock begins to twitches from all the sensations ā€“ the vibrations of her moaning into your chest and the feeling of her love button as it repeatedly kisses the base of your member.
> And finally, the feeling of her juices as it runs down the sides of your length, over your balls, and down your legs.
> Letting go of her wings, you wrap your arms around her barrel once more and gingerly kiss the top her head once more.
> It takes her a moment to catch her breath, and though she still pants heavily, she manages to squeak out a few words.
> ā€œI-Iā€¦ sh-shouldā€™veā€¦ gottenā€¦ gotten you off f-firstā€¦ S-sorryā€¦ā€
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>>25950773

ā€œHey, relaxā€¦ā€
> With a gentle smile, you cup her chin and lean in for a quick peck on the lips.
ā€œI still had fun.ā€
> ā€œY-youā€¦ s-still didnā€™tā€¦ didnā€™t cumā€¦ā€
> Smirking, you lean over slightly, just enough to reach the tip of her ears. With a small kiss, you whisper:
ā€œThen make me.ā€
> You reposition your hands from around her barrel to cupping her flanks, bringing her up to eye level. She goes without resistance, letting her hooves go from resting on your back to behind your neck.
> And with no prompt, she uses her hooves to pull you into a deep kiss.
> In the midst of performing a tongue tango, you start to move, almost mindlessly, forward.
> Pulling out of the kiss, you take in her form; pressed up against the shower wall like this, you see her graceful wings extended to full, yet flush with the wall.
> And of course, the athletic and horny body writhing against your own.
> ā€œOoh, yes sirā€¦ā€
> Seeing as sheā€™s level with you, she takes this opportunity to plant a quick, yet sloppy kiss on your neck.
> ā€œButā€¦ I think Iā€™ll let you leadā€¦ to, you know, make up for earlierā€¦ā€
ā€œHey, I thought I said not to worry about it.ā€
> She opens her mouth as though to say something, but you cut her off by moving in for another quick peck.
ā€œAh! Donā€™t. Worry.ā€
> What happens next catches you somewhat by surprise.
> Relaxing in your arms at your words, she then quickly uses her forelegs to pull you into a deep kiss ā€“ promptly invading your mouth with her broad tongue.
> Not to be outdone, you reciprocate and attempt to push back the invader.
> The efforts of your oral skirmishing have evidently left her out of breath, as with each micro-break she breathes in deeply.
> Which seems to be having one hell of an effect, as she starts to squirm a little. And then a little more.
> After a minute or so of this, itā€™s clear what the effects are, as sheā€™s desperately grinding against you at this point.
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>>25950799

> With a desperate whimper and a playfully sad look from your lover, you manage to break the kiss.
> Her dismay becomes delight as she begins to take note of what it is youā€™re doing ā€“ removing one hand from her flank, you press her into the wall and grab a hold of strapping manhood, which youā€™re now teasing her entrance with.
> She coos as you gently prod at her slick entrance. Biting her lower lip, she looks at you with pleading eyes.
> Not like you can say no to a face like that.
> With a few more teasing strokes, youā€™re satisfied at the amount of her juices youā€™ve slathered onto your cock. And very gently, you ease her down and ease yourself up.
> As you slowly hilt yourself, you can hear her trying hard, and failing, to suppress a moan.
> And youā€™re in the same boat ā€“ the way her soft ponut delicately kisses your balls as you hilt, the semi-hard ring returning the kiss of your tip ā€“ fuck, you can feel just how much pre youā€™re leaking into her right now.
> Giving you a lascivious grin, she wiggles her hips just a little. Eliciting a little moan from you as you savor the way the texture of her insides moves around your length.
> Intent on paying her back for that, you try to pull out for a long stroke.
> Her grin growing wider, she clamps her hind legs around the center of your back, effectively trapping you.
> With a grin of your own, you relax your attempts to remove yourself and slip right back inside.
> Doing what you can, you pull back as much as sheā€™ll let you, before slamming it in as deep as you can go.
> And each time you pull back, her legs go taught trying to keep you from leaving. And each time you push in, her cunt clamps down in an effort to hold you there.
> At some point, the two of you turn this into a rhythm, making the shower water a backdrop to the sounds of a rhythmic slapping and of moans starting to crescendo.
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>>25950813

> Pulling your head in, she once more goes for a sloppy kiss and, once connected, proceeds to moan into your mouth.
> Though youā€™ve only known her for about a night or so, youā€™re almost certain thatā€™s a cue.
> Getting into the kiss your own self, you start to pull back less when you thrust ā€“ opting to keep her as filled as you possibly can.
> But before you can counter with tongue, she pulls herself away out of the kiss and nuzzles her head into your neck.
> Her hot breath tickles you ears as she pants between words.
> ā€œMnmmmā€¦ p-pleaseā€¦ please cum in meā€¦ Iā€¦ I n-need thisā€¦ unfā€¦ yesā€¦ā€
> She continues to plead between moans, prompting you to thrust harder. Which earns you satisfyingly louder moans and even more desperate begging.
> ā€œM-moreā€¦ moreā€¦ c-cumā€¦ pleaseā€¦ nnfā€¦ā€
> It becomes harder and harder to resist her demands, especially when her moans start to increase in volume.
> At a point, she silences herself, brining you back into a deep kiss. Where she moans. Loudly.
> And then you feel it.
> The rush of marecum around and down your length and the gentle massage of her rapidly winking clit.
> With each kiss from her nub, you begin to smell it as well ā€“ the heady scent of needy mare.
> Sheā€™s actively trying to milk you at this point, doing what she can to coax the seed out of you.
> And with all her unconscious efforts, it doesnā€™t take much.
> Your balls are already hugging your body and you can feel something building.
> Plunging deep, she does what she can to trap you, using both her interior muscles and her legs.
> Kissing her cervix one final time, your vision is instantly filled with white ā€“ the feeling of searing hot pleasure courses through you entire body.
> Twitching, your cock deposits every ounce of your virility into her.
> Feeling the first jet as it splashes against her fertile insides, she begins to run her forehooves across the back of your head and pepper your face with kisses.
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>>25950850

> Vainly you thrust forward, doing what you can to ensure that you pour every ounce of your virility into her.
> But all good things come to an end, and after some time you feel the steady stream of semen subside.
> Slumping against her form, she continues to pepper you with kisses wherever sheā€™s able. And you, naturally, return the gesture.
> After painting her fertile insides like that, itā€™s the only thing you feel like you can do. Other than pant, of course.
> With a break to regain your composure, you eventually slip out of her, prompting her to clench.
> Which when it came time to actually shower, made cleaning around there much easier.
> Seriously, youā€™d hate to see the mess that much cum would make.

> Sitting down at your kitchen table in a bathroom, cup of coffee in hand, you hear Blaze saunter up behind you.
> ā€œThanksā€¦ for everything.ā€
> As she plants a kiss on the back of your head, you reach around behind you and scratch her ears a bit.
> Nuzzling next to you neck, you turn your head a little bit in order to make eye contact.
> ā€œI, uh, never expected you to be like thisā€¦ most colts wouldā€™ve tried to fight me offā€¦ tried to run for help or call the copsā€¦ anythingā€¦ but not you.ā€
> ā€œā€¦Why?ā€
> Well, thatā€™s surprising to say the least. Might as well be honest.
ā€œWell, back home, I didnā€™t get much action and I guess that kind of extended here. So, itā€™s not like it was unwelcome or anything, justā€¦ surprising, I guess.ā€
> ā€œWell, youā€™re not the only one, then.ā€
> She punctuates her point with a quick kiss to your cheek.
> ā€œYou know, I never got your name sweetheartā€¦ā€
ā€œAnonymous.ā€
> ā€œAnonymousā€¦ Anonymousā€¦ā€
> The way she says your name, tries to commit it to memory... itā€™s pretty sincere for a mare that supposedly wanted a one night stand.
> But by the same token, you, miraculously, remembered hers.
> ā€œ-mousā€¦ Mind if I just call you Anon?ā€
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>>25950882

> With a salacious smirk, you turn to look her in the eye as best you can.
ā€œWell, Miss Blaze, you can call me anything you like.ā€
> Grinning back at you, she gives you a quick peck to the lips.
> ā€œAs much as I enjoy a colt that can keep upā€¦ā€
> She pauses briefly to glance out the window. Judging by the position of the sun, itā€™s about thirty minutes or so ā€˜til sunrise.
> ā€œā€¦ And trust me, I REALLY enjoyed last night, but I should really get back to base before reveille.ā€
> As she stands by the door, she quickly flicks her tail, displaying her clenched marehood. Seems she kept your little ā€˜gift.ā€™
ā€œReally, like thatā€¦ā€
> Gesturing towards her marehood, causing her to smile coyly.
ā€œā€¦ And thirty minutes before sunrise? Hell, if I remember correctly, the base is ā€“ā€œ
> ā€œHey, Iā€™m a Wonderbolt baby! I can do it, trust me.ā€
> Stepping out of the door, she pauses and then sticks her head back in.
> ā€œUhm, Iā€™ll, uh, be back later todayā€¦ to, uh, show you some REAL appreciation, seeing asā€¦ you knowā€¦ā€
> With a soft smile, you reply.
ā€œYeah, Iā€™d like that. See you then.ā€
> Beaming, she shuts the door. From the other side you hear what sounds like flapping and the sounds of moving air.
> Taking a sip of coffee you gaze out the window and observe the light yellow blur as it makes its way down the streets.
> So, not only did you get some twice, you got it from a celebrity. And sheā€™s probably your fuckbuddy at this point.
> Man, for a guy working two jobs, life is good.
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>>25944873
Pic related
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>>25950899

Completely forgot to add in -

That'll be it for now, so do please, tell me what you think.

Also, did I improve on the sentence variation any?
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>>25950959
>>25950850
> ā€œMnmmmā€¦ p-pleaseā€¦ please cum in meā€¦ Iā€¦ I n-need thisā€¦ unfā€¦ yesā€¦ā€
That made it real nice for me
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>>25947634
You know any pastebins for those stories?
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>>25951249
http://mulpwiki.org/index.php/Cocksocks
Training the crusader's and Little League are my personal recommendations.
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>>25951321

Thanks, Anon.
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AMAZING! Good job, Anon! And please more!
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>ā€So, you do any work on carriages, or?ā€
ā€œCarriages? No. I do most of the work on my cars, though.ā€
>ā€You smart-.ā€
>She bites her tongue, mid-sentence.
ā€œSmart?ā€
>ā€Nothing. So what kind of work do these things need?ā€
ā€œChanging oil, other fluids, inflating tires, replacing wipers. Stuff like that obviously.ā€
>ā€Whatā€™s the oil for? What other fluids?ā€
ā€œFor the engine, keep it lubricated. And the fluids are various lubricants, steering fluid, windshield washer, brake fluid, And so on.ā€
>ā€Oh. So just average maintenance? Anything, harder or more intensive?ā€
>She sounds a bit let down, and sinks into the seat.
ā€œYes actually. I recently came into some money, and decided to put some high performance parts into my car, just to see if I can squeeze off a few extra horsepower.ā€
>She gets excited at hearing high performance.
>ā€Go on.ā€
ā€œI rebuilt the whole engine, steel cylinder sleeves replacing the original bimetal ones. New cylinder heads, different valve seats and valves. This engine is known to drop its valve seat so I didnā€™t want to take any chances. So I bought these high performance titanium valve- you have no idea what Iā€™m talking about, do you?ā€
>ā€No, but keep going.ā€
>She stares intently at you, with the dumbest smile on her face.
ā€œAlright. So I also replaced all the bearings, the crank shaft and all that. Basically, only the engine block is stock. I should have probably ditched this engine and gotten a Zetec. Single overhead cam is pretty lame.ā€
>You take your eye off the road for a second, and look Spoked.
>She looks at you like youā€™re speaking another language, but seems interested even if she doesnā€™t understand.
>ā€Whatā€™s a zetec?ā€
ā€œItā€™s a Ford trade mark name for a line if engines. Itā€™s better in every way, other than fuel economy.ā€
>ā€Huh. Anyway, go on. What else did you replace?ā€
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>>25953167

ā€œWell aside from rebuilding the engine, I got the transmission parts replaced with higher performance ones. The 4th gear has a slightly more aggressive ratio as well. Same with the axle ratio.ā€
>ā€Oh! We have transmissions too. Though theyā€™re called transfers.ā€
ā€œWell thereā€™s some common ground. How do yours work?ā€
>ā€Itā€™s usually a gear that connects to the power box, and turns a chain that runs to the rear with multiple gears. You can chose your gear ratio, with a derailleur that moves the chain over different gears. How do yours work?ā€
>Sounds like they use bike gears.
ā€œItā€™s more complex than yours, but basically thereā€™s a clutch or torque converter that connects to the engine, then connects to more gears. The gears connect to more gears depending on your chosen ratio and those turn the drive shaft.ā€
>ā€How do you control the gear ratio?ā€
ā€œI canā€™t really, I drive an automatic so it changes gears depending on torque differences controlled by a computer. But I can put it into reverse gear, first and second.ā€
>You point down to your shifter.
>ā€Wait? It does it for you? Thatā€™s amazing.ā€
ā€œTech wise, yea. But I wish I had a manual, theyā€™re more fun to drive. My old car was a manual.ā€
>You both stop talking for a minute, Wheel stares at your shifter for a while.
>You watch the peaceful countryside, thinking about how itā€™s different from what youā€™re used to.
>No farmer fords, no Rams towing boats.
>*SCREEEEEEECH*
>ā€Iā€™M SORRY! WHAT DID I DO! IT WONā€™T GO DOWN!ā€
>Spoked wheel, in her curiosity raised your hand brake.
>Not high enough to be dangerous, but enough to screech.
>You quickly press the button on the front, and push it down.
ā€œThatā€™s my hand brake. Itā€™s for in case my brakes fail, or Iā€™m parking on a hill or something. It connects a steel cable directly to my rear brakes.ā€
>ā€Iā€™m sorry. I didnā€™t mean to, I ju-ā€œ
>You look at her face apologizing, and you canā€™t find any room in your heart to get mad at her.
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>>25953175

ā€œDonā€™t worry about it.ā€
>You both stop talking again. Spoked turns herself to look out the window.
>Eyeing your partner, you realize sheā€™s blushing, and spying on you over her shoulder.
>She pipes up after a long period of silence.
>ā€S-so why where you upgrading your car anyway?ā€
ā€œI was going to turbo it, just for fun. Itā€™s pretty much done, I just have to install the actual turbocharger and some electronics, which are in the trunk. Even installed the boost gauge.ā€
>ā€Whatā€™s a turbo?ā€
ā€œIā€™ll have to tell you another time. Weā€™re here.ā€
>She looks outside the windshield, and sure enough, the buildings are back.
>ā€Oh, yea. Thereā€™s a lot just past the contestants parking, go there.ā€
>Sheā€™s sounding unsure of herself.
ā€œAlright.ā€
>You do as youā€™re told and drive past the contestants parking.
>Sure enough, there is a small lot there. There is already a carriage parked there with a pony whipping it.
>You park, turn the car off, and step out.
>ā€Hey!ā€
>the pony working on the carriage calls to you.
>ā€Whatā€™s up?
>Wheel talks for you.
>ā€Nothing, just getting ready. Thatā€™s a pretty sick looking ride. Spoked, err?ā€
>ā€Wheel. This is Anon, itā€™s her ride.ā€
>Again with the her.
>ā€Speedy.ā€
>She extends her hoof to Spoked, who shakes it, and then to you.
>You smile grab and shake her hoof.
>ā€Weā€™re on in like 5 minutes. Look forward to seeing you on the track, Anon.ā€
>You almost respond, but then remember Spoked asked you not to talk.
>So, you just smile and politely nod.
>ā€Anyway, speedy. We should go tell the big mares weā€™re here. See you on the track.ā€
>ā€You too. Good luck Anon!ā€
>The two of you walk towards plain looking building at the end of the lot.
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>>25953187

ā€œSheā€™s nice. Iā€™m going to feel bad when I beat her.ā€
>Wheel giggles for a second, and grins at you.
>ā€And here I thought stallions are insecure about everything.ā€
>Youā€™re not sure what sheā€™s talking about, she shakes her head for a while.
>ā€But, yea. The racers are like that. Itā€™s the managers you gotta look out for.ā€
>You both enter the building; itā€™s smaller than you thought.
>The inside is an entrance hall, separated from a conference hall by a glass door.
>Spoked opens the door and you enter.
>Inside the pony from before, sits with others dressed similarly.
>Well, no one else has a hat with a feather in it.
>ā€Weā€™re here!ā€
>Wheel announces. The Ponies look unimpressed.
>ā€Youā€™re counting on her? Track?ā€
>One of the ponies says, looking unimpressed and swirling a drink with her wings.
>ā€Youā€™re late.ā€
>ā€™Trackā€™ looks at the two of you with his horn lit up.
>ā€I was just showing Anon here the road of roadsters. And we have 5 minutes.ā€
>ā€Listen here you feather brain. Iā€™m not in the mood for jokes.ā€
>A pony without a horn or wings steps in front of Spoked.
>Sheā€™s bigger than spoked, but still just above waist height for you.
>ā€Really? I thought the clown hat wearing mare would like a joke or two.ā€
>Now that you look. The purple bowler hat is probably worse than the feather one.
>Apparently, the others think that too, because they all give a low laugh.
>ā€Why you little!ā€
>Just before the bigger pony punches your friend, you step between her.
>You stare down at the pony, and she looks up at a steep angle.
>Larger than the others, but no match for you, she backs down at your size.
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>>25953195

>ā€Ladies, lets please get down to business.ā€
>Track gets things back on... Track.
>ā€Hmmf.ā€
>The bigger pony walks off to the bar.
>ā€Spoked, are you and Anon ready?ā€
>Wheel looks up at you. you nod.
>ā€As ready as weā€™ll ever be.ā€
>ā€Good. Spoked, you know where the track entrance is.ā€
>Spoked seems to have lost her joking demeanor, stolen by the aggressive mare. She simply nods at the other pony.
>You want them to pay it all. Pay today or pay tomorrow.
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>>25953207

>Finally youā€™re on the track. Your car in neutral, hand brake up.
>Other than telling you she would meet you at the finish line, Spoked was quiet.
>She sits up, and looks worried, guilty and a few other things.
>She finally speaks.
>ā€Look. I-I know youā€™re gonna try your hardest, and-ā€œ
>Spoked Wheel leans over your armrest.
>She looks away and softly blushes, before continuing.
>ā€Just donā€™t do anything dangerous. Iā€™m not going to be mad, I-if you donā€™t-ā€œ
>She trails off again, looking at your rear seat, as if trying to read her next line.
>She suddenly lunges forward, and hugs you.
>You hug back, and both hold each other tightly, like old friends.
>She pulls away, and looks you with moist eyes.
>ā€Just be safe alright? Good luck.ā€
>You nod and smile, and she smiles back.
>Blushing, she quickly moves away, and exits the car.
>Damn, you were sure youā€™d get a kiss there.
>You put one hand on the wheel, and the other on your shifter.
>Finally focusing on the track, ready to win that ponies heart.
>To your right, thereā€™s a crowd going crazy.
>To your left is your opponentā€™s carriage. Sleek, black, orange and shiny gold.
>In front is an extra wide two-lane road, with a yellow line going down the middle and barriers on both sides.
>Your engine idling is barely audible over the loud announcer, and even louder crowd.
>Your mind is full of assorted thoughts.
>Sure, your car may be able to go faster than their speed record, but that was a rough measurement.
>First time is a mistake.
>If you win this, youā€™d really save Wheels skin.
>Sure youā€™ve only known her for a day or so, but sheā€™s still become a good friend.
>Plus sheā€™s pretty cute.
>For a dog horse thing.
>ā€ON LANE ONE! OUR RECENT CHAMPION! SPEEDY LANE!ā€
>The crowd cheers, with so much excitement you donā€™t know how to feel.
>The person next to you has their window down, so you lower all 4 of yours.
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>>25953215

>Your opponentā€™s car plays some music, some kind of rock and orchestra with lyrics about never giving up or something.
>The crowd cheers and the announcer talks about her impressive sound system.
>Wheel never told you had to do this, so you quickly turn on your radio, and put your aux cord cassette into the slot.
>Quickly you plug in your mp3 player, and turn it on.
>Your other hand quickly turns the volume on your Dolby player to 30.
>ā€AND IN LANE 2! SOME MARE WITH GUTS OF IRON! A NEW COMPETETOR! ANON!ā€
>Just as the announcer finishes, you press play on whatever was on at the time.
>The music starts up, blaring drowning out the crowd and everything else with it.
>You panic when you realize whatā€™s on. Die mother fucker, die.
>Matters are only made worst when you realize itā€™s not Die motherfucker.
>Instead itā€™s Moon Mans ā€˜Die fucking niggerā€™.
>Despite your spaghetti, the crowd cheers are louder than you imagined, and the announcer is commenting on how good your system is.
>You look to your left and your opponent is staring with a blown away expression.
>ā€ALRIGHT RACERS! ROLL YOUR WINDOWS UP!ā€
>You stop the music, and raise all your windows.
>ā€WOULD OUR LOVELY TRACK COLT PLEASE BID OUR RACERS FAREWELL?!ā€
>A pony like the ones around ā€˜Trackā€™ struts out from between your cars.
>It turns to you and blows you a kiss.
>Your opponent mouths out ā€˜Luckyā€™ at you.
>You notice a broader snout on it than the ponies you have talked to.
>It walks out in front of your cars, and stands on the center lane, facing away from you.
>Itā€™s wearing some strange clothing.
>Leg length socks in warm temperature, a miniskirt, and even a ā€˜shirtā€™.
>Itā€™s kinda hot actually.
>Funny, most ponies donā€™t seem to wear any clothing at all.
>Itā€™s hair is cropped short, tail has something tying it at the base, and pompoms on itā€™s front hooves.
>It performs a small jump, spreads itā€™s rear legs and arches itā€™s back.
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>>25953228

>You realize ā€˜itā€™ is actually a he.
>Two testicles loosely hang between his legs; his cock is pink and half-flaccid.
>Youā€™re eyebrow rises in confusion along with your penis.
>The crowd grows more and more wild each time he does something.
>Blows kisses, or shakes his backside to you two.
>The announcer comments on his skills, beauty and some other stuff.
>Youā€™re too confused and your penis is painfully pressing against your pants.
>ā€RACERS! ARE YOU READY?!ā€
>You snap back to reality and stop staring at the dudes ass.
>Even if itā€™s a nice ass.
>Wheel told you when ā€˜the colt puts the pompoms to the floorā€™ thatā€™s the go.
>He raises his left hoof into the air, and the pompom sparkles a little.
>You press the little green button on shifter and a little green circle comes on your instruments with O/D Off written. Indicating over drive is off.
>Then you put the shifter all the way down to one.
>He raises his right hoof into the air, and the crowd for once is very quiet.
>You press your brake, and put your hand brake down.
>Some sweat forms on your face.
>You donā€™t dare take focus off the person, to turn on the A/C
>The next few seconds are a blur.
>The male pony lowers both his hoofs, the crowd goes wild again, and your opponent lurches.
>You take your foot off the brake and floor your accelerator.
>Your engine roars louder than the crowd does, you feel the vibration in your entire body.
>Outside just becomes a blur of colors, as you wildly accelerate.
>When the engine sounds like it at itā€™s peak, you push the shifter forward into second.
>You wish you could actually see the RPM, but you donā€™t have a tachometer.
>Then once again, the roar is at its peak, you push the stick into D.
>Finally you look into the rear view mirror, and your opponent is far, far behind.
>Your instruments read 140 km/h.
>The adrenaline rush wears off a little, and you turn on your A/C
>You keep accelerating until you hit 170 km/h.
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>>25953228
>>Instead itā€™s Moon Mans ā€˜Die fucking niggerā€™.
lmao
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>>25953240

>Then you set cruise control, and relax.
>You see the country pass by in a blur, the guardrail around the track follows the whole road.
>The sky is a clear blue, not a cloud in sight.
>The only sound you hear is the engine, and blower motor.
>After a few minutes of driving. You look through your mirrors and see no sign of your opponent.
>You notice a speck in the distance out your windshield.
>As you continue traveling, the speck turns into a pony flying.
>You know that light blue Pegasus.
>Spoked turns to see you driving towards her.
>You see her wide eyed in the side mirror as you tear past her.
>Continuing down the frankly boring track, you stare at the countryside.
>A distant lake gleams, and you think you see some colorful dots moving in and around it.
>The sound of your engine, blower and the road under your tire is like a lullaby.
>You fight the will to just fall asleep, and focus outside.
>After a peaceful drive, for an undetermined amount of time.
>You see the checker patterned flag ahead.
>You slow down as you near the flag with massive ā€˜FINISHā€™ written on it.
>You let go of the accelerator and gradually slow down.
>Crossing the line around 55 km/h, you notice a crowd of people cheering.
>You slow down, and stop your car before a massive reinforced barrier at the end of the track.
>Put your car into neutral, handbrake up and lean back look at the clouds.
>A cloud looks like itā€™s snapping at you.
>You snap back.
ā€œThanks Ford.ā€
>A brown pony with a cap and shirt looks at you astonished, and fumbles with his clipboard.
>Multiple ponies wearing the same come out just as astonished.
>Some demanding the time and others scribbling into their books and clipboards.
>They all look surprised; the crowd is amazed and cheering.
>You came under the radar, when their backs where turned around.
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>>25937394
oh this is going to be good, I'm hoping for lewd.
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>>25933221
Is there any recorded instance in history where a man has ruined his cape so a woman doesn't have to walk around a puddle?
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>>25953505
Yes. It was a thing for gentlemen to put their clothing into puddles and shit.
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>>25953509
Apparently there's some story about some noble doing it for the queen in the 16th century, but that's the only reference I can find.

http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/archive/index.php/t-359138.html
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>>25953657
Thirteen years from now
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>>25950507
I'm a big fan of facesitting.

>>25953228
>>25953240
>this cheerleader colt
My penis is swollen.
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>>25953505
I dunno, man. Is there any recorded instance in history where somebody turned on a light switch? Most things people do, especially the stupid faddish ones, don't get archived for posterity.
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>>25951321
Who is that young semen demon, and where can I find porn of her? For research purposes, obviously.
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>>25954495
Offspring of a bat pony and Anon. Her name's Yuzu and if you can't use derpibooru then you're hopeless.
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>>25951321
That's Yuzu, Anon's daughter from an unspecified bat pony, and one of the top competitors for "most electra daughteru.".
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>>25954554

Who are the other competitors for most Electra daughteru?
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>>25954671
Hope & Gumdrop.
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>>25954723

I know who Hope is but who is Gumdrop?
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>>25954890
Anon's daughter with Bon Bon.
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>>25954907
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>>25934094
Is it bad that I want to LARP Space Station 13 to be a thing now?
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>>25954907

Ah. Thanks for clarifying.

Being serious for a moment, I wonder how father-daughter incest would be viewed in RGRE? Would it be the same way that we view mother-son incest IRL or something different?
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>>25954916
What's truly terrible? Is the fact that Anon is the only one who is at risk of those kinds of traps everyone else has freaking keratine on their limbs!
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>>25955032
The frog is still soft.
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>>25955032

Nobody else will understand his pain. Except for maybe Spike.
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>>25954933
Depends on your flavor of RGR.
My preference is where guys have herds and either lead the family unit, or leave it in the control of a subordinate "alpha girl", and this all stems from a significant number gap between the sexes.

In this, I can see it not being an especially big deal, even as being a big boon for the daughter, or as simply helping eliminate competition for younger stallions.
It could also swing wildly between a service to her because she "has a face only a father could love.", to a complimentary "She's so sexy daddy doesn't want to give her up.".
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music bump
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jNFgynmVmx0
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>>25955690
Daddys so sexy she won't settle for anyone but him.
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>>25956469
>>25955690

Is this the return of DadAnon?
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>>25956513
No. Please.
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>>25956525
^ no more dadanon
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>>25948479
What if you ate his cum out of me instead?
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>>25956536
Well, there goes my story.
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>>25956847
I thought he meant that thing where people kept talking about every pony treating him like he was their dad. Your story's fine.
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>>25956847
>>25956958
I was taking about the dadanon stories where that were incest related.
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>>25956980
We shall not return to those dark days.
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>>25957006
yay
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>>25956958

This was what I meant, yes.
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>>25953187
>I just have to install the actual turbocharger
Do you just have a bunch of open piping under the hood or what?

>>25953240
>neutral dropping
So you re-sleeved the block and switched to titanium valves but you didn't install a high-stall torque converter?

>>25953247
>>The sound of your engine, blower and the road under your tire is like a lullaby.
>implying a modern N/A I4 sounds good

You're a fag :^)
love,
/o/
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>>25943754
On the Hunt Mk.II

Be Vic
>and be sitting in your office later that evening surfing the pony net, drinking coffee, and brainstorming
>earlier that day the princesses approached you with a business proposition
>They wanted a certain someone, well certain MALE brought it quietly
>They made you an offer you couldn't refuse
>The pay, being able to form your own team, the RoE
>All for just wrangling in this one bloke, its going to be an absolute cake walk.
>Time to get you and the gals together
>You pick up the phone and start punching in the numbers
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>>25958117
>Keep forgetting my name edition

On the Hunt Mk. III

Be Clairise the Minotaur
>Or Clair as you would prefer
>and be relaxing in your house after a hard day in the workshop beating down some iron and steel
>Reading over the newspaper and sipping scotch when your phone rings
>Odd, too late to be business
"Clairise speaking, who is this"
>"Guess who?"
>You know that voice anywhere, its Vic.
>She normally calls before din-din, something is afoot
"Its pretty late for you to call, Vic. what's up?"
>"are you alone?"
>well well well, looks like it isn't too late for business after all
"Aye, go on"
>"You wouldn't believe who stopped by my shop with a job that needs doin"
>you roll your eyes, not in the mood for tall tales
"royalty"
>"bingo"
>oh, you didn't expect to be right. this is interesting ideed
>"so, how open are you in the next few days?"
"It not going to be hard to clear my schedule"
>"good, now listen up"
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>>25958198
Let me guess, she uses an overly large sword? Or axe, I suppose, called a Cleavemore.
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>>25958816
Not really, its more of a crack team dynamic
Vic is the hunter/leader
Clair is the gadget/techy
last teammember is the operator
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>>25956980
>>25957006
>>25957084
It's like you don't even love your daughters.
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>>25959068

Dem eyebrows are scary.
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>>25959068
I'm both >>25956980 and >>25957084, and no I will not love any daughters i have in that sort of way.
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>>25958965
operatin' operationally
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>>25959068
I'm not going to fuck my daughters.

I'd fuck yours though.
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>>25959617
seconded
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buump
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>>25960480
NO BUMPING
IT IS SEXUAL HARASSMENT
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>>25960517
bump
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>>25960666
I'm reporting you to the social police
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>>25960680
I'm being saved by my dashing prince...
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what about this
>stallions are expected to be strong, but not intelligent
>mares are vice versa
>ponies are baffled by anons strength and not being a total fucking dumbass
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>>25960869
>being a human and not a pone, Anon isn't very >strong
>smart
>nipples
>they think he is a mare

FROSTY JGOG WHEN?
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>>25960869
I feel this is how it would work.

>>25960884
Anon
You need to let go.
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>>25960869
>>25960884
He becomes the odd creature out when he gets both a library card and a gym membership..
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>>25960897
>Anon
>You need to let go.

BUT YOU PROMISED!! YOU PROMISED IT WILL BE JUST US GOOD ALL GIRLS!!!
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>>25960884

>they don't think he's a freakish futamare
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>You are Anon, and you are not going to tonight's party
>That's really all ponies want to do with you
>You're there to look pretty and dance
>Attract attention and make the mares happy
>You tried to help out when you first arrived here
>From heavy-lifting at the Farm to organizing books at the Library, you were turned down each time.
>You were "too delicate" for farmwork and "too air-headed" for librarywork
>Twilight just pretended to pay attention to you when you brought up the Dewey Decimal system
>Nodded and smiled and gave you the occasional meaningless compliment
>"You sure do know a lot for a colt. You should come here more often. We can tell me more over coffee."
>Even Fluttershy didn't want you to assist her daily animal duties
>Doesn't matter that you spent a good few years working as a vet
>She said that it would be too dangerous for you
>Suggested that you write what you know down and have it published under a marely-sounding name
>Or give it to a reputable mare and have your real name scribbled in the "special thanks to" section
>But fuck me, these ponies said that they weren't about to let "a little colt" sleep on the street, so you were GENEROUSLY allowed to choose some place to stay.
>Mares just fucking tripped over themselves to get you to sleep in their beds
>That's all you were to them
>An exotic fuck
>Pinkie Pie offered to throw you a "private party for two"
>Rainbow Dash gave you this really creepy wink and told you that she could "show you some 'tricks' "
>Lyra straight-up wanted you to finger her
>Which earned her a playful slap from her friend, Bon Bon
>"Lyra! You'll scare him off!"
>Fuck you too, candy-horse
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>>25961764
>Nobody wanted to hear about your world, other than for the purposes of gaining favour by pretending to care
>Nobody cared about your opinions outside of what you thought would be nice to eat for dinner
>Nobody even really wanted you around when you made it clear that you weren't interested in them sexually
>Well, no
>First they were excited because they thought that meant you were into dudes
>Then they were disappointed and a little bit angry when you told them you wren't
>Then the offers to house you started being taken away while the crowd of mares left, bored
>That might have been the most humiliating moment of your life
>It was either the Library or Lyra's place.
>You chose the library, because it was the place where you were least likely to be molested in your sleep
>When you chose, Lyra gave you this look that made you very uncomfortable.
>"See you around, handsome"
>Then she squired marecum on the ground and walked away
>So back to the present: You are on a hill overlooking Sweet Apple Acres, where Pinkie's latest "party" is being held
>You have a bottle of liquor in your hand that was meant for the party, but you open it anyway and take a swig
>Isn't even your liquor; you're just allowed to carry it
>No job, remember?
>Twilight pays for everything
>You turn around and walk back to the dark library
>You take another swig
>If anybody asks, you'll tell them that you overslept and lost the liquor

Crawling In My Skin edition END
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>>25961770
>You are anon from that story about 50 minutes ago
>And now, you're drunk as fuck
>But hey, you know what? Doesn't matter
>Cause you're a colt. And apparently, you can get away with anything, up to and including murder
>And you've had *just* enough liquor to blur your moral lines
>implying you need liquor to go sith
>But, you're a vet
>So, this means you took biology and chemistry
>Which means you're about to do some UNSUPERVISED SCIENCE up in this bitch
>This bitch being a crystal library with tons and tons - literal tons - of flammable material
>You inhale deeply as the scent of ammonia and bleach mingle together
>Yesssss
>Tonight is a good night to mix the chemicals under the sink


>You are waglit spaarhul
>And apparently this is super-grimdark equestria
>Damnit, this is what happens when you let your goth sister rule for a year, sunbutt
>Anyway. Your colt is doing... fine
>Really! Fine!
>Just, yanno....he does have some good ideas, but in the eyes of law and society, he's basically uneducated
>It's not our fault he can't understand our horserunes
>You sigh as you look around the party, trying to see when he shows up
>. . . hoping that he does
>I know, most mares just saw him as a quick fuck, but... you wanted to help him - you really did!
>Even suggesting he come study with you over coffee!
>The dewy decible system is nice... but nothing beats magic sorting
>Suddenly, the night is cast in a warm, orange glow
>Huh
>Looks like it's coming from.... oh.
>damnit
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>>25961859
>>25961770
love it so far
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>>25950959
Goddamn, hoss. THAT is how you write clop.
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>>25934718
>defending yourself from a rapist
>twist her teats
you're defeating the whole purpose
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>>25962973
That's the point
You also can't rape the willing
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>>25961859
More Minotits?
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>>25949666
>"Anon!" Shouts purple smart as she kicks in the door.
"Gah! Twilight!"
>You hurriedly cover your junk and abruptly sit into the tub.
"What has gotten into you? Can't you see that I am trying to take a sexy bath here while Diamond makes me toast?"
>You say as you point to the scandalously clad filly who is holding your toaster up.
>"Umm.. yeah Ms. Sparkle... and nothing else."
>Your filly whispers those last words.
>Her hooves lowering the toaster that she was so generously was holding up for maximum toast grabbing reach.
>... and not to drop it in the tub and kill you.
>Most definitely not that.
>Blushing hard, Twilight grabs the toaster with her magic from Diamond.
>"A-Anon, can't you see what is happening here?", Twilight stutters. Her wings standing on end.
"Oh I can see what's happening."
>"You can?!" They both say at the same with wide eyes.
"Yes... I can. I'm not an idiot. And nothing personal. But Twilight, I will not sleep with you."
>"What!? B-but this isn't about sex."
"Of course it is. Like that time Diamond tried to surprise me with a sex swing while I was blind folded and tied to the bed."
>"That was a pit and a pendulum device!"
"Yeah.. right. And the mare cum I had to clean up was just there then?"
>"W-well.. your d-dick was only covered by a heart.."
>Diamond swollows hard, brushing the sweat from her brow. "I think you should go Ms. Sparkle."
>Twilight's glares at the filly, her wings still sticking out far.
>"Fine.. I'll go. But I'm watching you filly." Twilight says, bringing her hoof up pointing to her eyes and then to the filly.
>Backing away, still facing you, her blush still there as her eyes quickly shuffle between your chest and Diamond. She backs out the door.
"Jeese, what a virgin. Right babe?"
>Diamond sighs what sounds like a frustrated sigh, muttering something about how this shouldn't be so hard.
>Facing you again, her glorious and definitely not plastic smile in full force.
>"Yes sweetie."
>All the bitches want the D.
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When did this thread turn into filly fiddler general?
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>>25960884
But humans are quite strong for our size, and many mammals have nipples in the males.
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>>25963943
When you showed up.
>>25964258
We can ignore those minor inacuraccies for the sake of making the story.
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No stallion with a hint of self-respect would go anywhere near a disgusting fatty like Cup Cake. Carrot, a strong, independent stallion, has obviously been tricked and forced into a non-consensual relationship with her huge, floppy cunt. What can we stallyns do to save our poor brothir from his terrible fate?
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>>25959068
Green lipstick is weird.
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>>25964570
You know what? Mares have it hard enough as it is in our modern world. Fat mares can be laughed at without mercy, but Celestia forbid we ever laugh at a fat stallion. Suddenly that's "body shaming" and "a tool of the matriarchy". This is why nopony takes colts seriously.

#whenthedickainttwitchingetbacktothekitchen
#fivebitssaysthisposterisfat
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>>25964620
you shut your whore mouth
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>>25964629
whoah, hey, I'm sorry man. I didn't mean to strike a nerve.

But seriously tho, that lipstick, who thought that was a good idea?
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>>25964620
Odd lipstick colors have a low more appeal when you imagine them smeared around the base of your cock.

>>25964658
Because red and green for a christmas picture.
And Yuzu is drawn with unusual colors of lipstick often enough that we couldn't have her lips red and outfit green.
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>>25964658
no no no dont try and back away now

i will find where you live do you understand me

this is an insult of the highest degree
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>>25964626
That's because it IS a tool of the matriarchy. Fat mares are never looked down upon; They're treated as future leaders, geniuses, ponies who are too mentally strong to become physically fit. But when a confident stallion dares to show off his beautiful body, he gets scorned and ridiculed by shallow mares and their submissive brainwashed colts. So why don't you stop overcompensating for that loose taco and go beat your gender traitor husband? It's not like you could handle a real stallion anyway~
#realcoltshavecurves
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>>25964774
Excuse me, MA'AM, but I'm a stallion. My mare is the sweetest, most hard-working pony you will EVER meet in your life, and she makes me feel like a prince. You know what? I'm not ashamed to say that she's overweight. Her tummy doesn't change how much I love her. I've seen first-hoof the sort of ridicule and whispers she gets behind her back from catty, petty colts like you. Don't forget who works in the Cloudsdale Weather Factory, or who keeps the streets of Canterlot safe at night.

#yourfatasisntcurves
#maresareponiestoo
#atleasticangetataco
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>>25964884
#yourfatassisntcurves fuck i meant this
ignore my autism and pretend i posted this right the first time
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>>25964774
>>25964884
>>25964626
>>25964570

Have we ever had a serious story about the RGRE equivalent of tumblr "feminism"?
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>>25964941
A few one-shots is all I think.
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>>25964961

Pastebin?
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>>25964980
There was one a few threads ago that had a stallion trying to build his alcohol tolerance to beat mares in drinking contests to humiliate them. Another was some stallion bitching out a mare for coming onto Anon, with Anon subsequently throwing said stallion out of the bar.
It's not much help but that's the best I can do.
>>
What ever happened to that Anon/Caramel story?

Was it finished? If so is there a Pastebin for it?
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>>25936348

I read Anon's lines in George Castanza's voice. I have never laughed this hard at 3 in the morning. Thank you for posting this you magnificent faggot.
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Saw this in my word and remembered all the stuff i had in mind for it: http://pastebin.com/e9v4weHs

So guess who's back?

>ā€So youā€™re saying you didnā€™t poison them?ā€
ā€œŠ“a.ā€
>ā€And that it is just a drink?ā€
ā€œŠ“a.ā€
>ā€And can we see this drink?ā€
ā€œHeт, Ivan drank it all.ā€
>ā€So youā€™re all out?ā€
ā€œHeт. Ivan always carry many bottles!ā€
>ā€So can we have some?ā€
ā€œŠ“a.ā€
>ā€Send this to the lab to be tested. All right Ivan. Letā€™s start at the beginning.ā€
>ā€Where are you from?ā€
ā€œIvan already say! Ivan soldier of motherland!ā€
>ā€This motherland have a name, Ivan!?ā€
ā€œŠ“a, Š“a. Russia, Ivan from MoĢŠ»oтoŠ², town on PeŠŗa ŠšaŠ¼a. ŠŸepŠ¼ŃŒ, now.ā€
>ā€Alright, get intelligence on finding the place.ā€
>>ā€Copy that.ā€
>ā€Why did you come to ponyville, Ivan?ā€
ā€œIvan not chose, Ivan woke up in forest.ā€
>ā€You expect me to believe that?! You just woke up?!ā€
ā€œŠ“a.ā€
>ā€Ivan you better give me something or I charge you with the attempted murder!ā€
ā€œCharge Ivan with whatever you want! Ivan man of honor! Ivan not poison!ā€
>ā€Fine! You stay here until you have something else to share!ā€
> CŠ£ŠšA HORSES HOLD IVAN ALL DAY.
>IVAN PROMISED STAY IF THEY DO NOT TAKE IRINUSHKA OR PUT IVAN IN JAIL.
>MAYBE IVAN NOT MAKE PROMISES.
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>>25965607

>>>ā€Hello Ivan.ā€
>WHO IS NEW HORSE? CUTE SMILE ON FACE AND SMELL OF WILD FLOWER.
>>>ā€Iā€™m Chamomile. Iā€™m just going to ask you somethings, ok?ā€
ā€œIvan have nothing else to say to horses. Talk like wheel on tank, round and round and round.ā€
>>>ā€Hehā€¦ Well, Iā€™m going to ask about before the night, ok?ā€
ā€œŠ“a.ā€
>HOW LONG IVAN TALK FOR?!
>HORSE SWEET LIKE TULA GINGERBREAD OR IVAN WOULD NOT TALK LONG.
>>>ā€Did you go to the bar alone?ā€
ā€œHeт, Š¼aŠ¼eŠ½ŃŒŠŗŠøŠ½ cыŠ½oŠŗ horses take Ivan. Say ā€˜Ivan we drink!ā€™ they not tell me drink weak like product of Chinese slave labor.ā€
>>>ā€Mmm, go on.ā€
ā€œIvan ask for stronger drink. Š¼aŠ¼eŠ½ŃŒŠŗŠøŠ½ cыŠ½oŠŗ horses happy with weak drink. Ivan remember Ivan have vodka. Ivan find best drinker in house, offer taste of motherland.ā€
>>>ā€Then what happened, Ivan?ā€
>HORSE SMILE SWEET LIKE MOTHER. IVAN NOT COMFORTABLE.
ā€œOrange horse and gay pride horse stand up and say they best drinker. I offer drink; they think they can take it. Vodka humble ā€˜best drinkerā€™ā€
>>>ā€Ahā€¦ So what is this ā€˜vodkaā€™ made of?ā€
ā€œSurplus potato stomped to mush then put into barrel and left in bomb caller.ā€
>>>ā€Potatoes? Ivan you do know that potatoes are poisonous right?ā€
>HORSE BEING OF CONCERNED. IVAN DO NOT WANT TO BE MEAN TO HORSE.
ā€œHeт! Potato is main diet of motherland! Potato bread, potato pie, potato soup, potato stew and potato drink! It feed much generation!ā€
>>>ā€Is that so?ā€
ā€œŠ“a.ā€
>>>ā€Ivan, what is your job?ā€
ā€œIvan soldier of motherland.ā€
>>>ā€Oh! A soldier, you must travel a lot.ā€
ā€œŠ“a but only with army. Ivan not like to, smell of horses, diesel and sweat not nice. Hardly smell nice things, like you.ā€
>>>ā€Ah-haā€¦ Th-thank you.ā€
>WHY HORSE TURN RED AT COMPLIMENT? MAYBE IVAN NOT SAY THAT, SHE COLOR OF ANGER.
>>>ā€I-Iā€™ll be back Ivan. Donā€™t worry, Iā€™m sure this all will be cleared up.ā€
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>>25965613

>IVAN GLAD IVAN ALONE AGAIN. WILD FLOWER SMELL DRIVING IVAN CRAZY!
>HOW LONG IT BEEN?
>2 BOTTLES! Š“a BEEN NOT THAT LONG.
>ā€Alright, you!ā€
ā€œŠ“a? What horse want now?ā€
>ā€Since youā€™ve done nothing to help our case!ā€
>>>ā€Fetlock please! We promised we wouldnā€™t put him in a cell!ā€
>ā€Circumstances have changed, Chamo. We canā€™t treat a potential murdered different, just because heā€™s a stallion.ā€
ā€œIvan was told he would not go to cell! You cyŠŗa have no honor!ā€
>ā€I donā€™t care Ivan.ā€
>IRINUSHKA TELLING IVAN TO SHSIKEBAB HORSE! BUT IVAN NOT WANT TO HURT FLOWER HORSE!
>ā€Ivan! You are under arrest under suspicion of murder!ā€
ā€œIvan come peacefully. But Ivan will not stay.ā€
>ā€Yea, yea whatever you crazy colt.ā€
>>>ā€Ivan! I promise Iā€™ll get you out of there!ā€
>ā€Chamo! Get away from him! He could be dangerous!ā€
>>>ā€Heā€™s not dangerous! Heā€™s just lost!ā€
>ā€Donā€™t believe a stallions lies Chamo! Youā€™re young, youā€™ll learn. Put him into a mare holding cell.ā€
>>>ā€NO!ā€
>ā€Corporeal Chamomile! Into my office!ā€
>IVAN PUSHED INTO CELL, DARK CELL.
>HOPE FLOWER HORSE IS OK.
>>ā€Looky here ladies. A stallion did something naughty and ended up in the mare cell.ā€
>CŠ£ŠšA! MORE HORSES IN CELL! IT IS LIKE IVAN CURSED TO LISTEN TO HORSES FOR ALL LIFE!
>>>>ā€Oh shut your pie hole! No one buys that.ā€
>>ā€Ah, youā€™re no fun.ā€
>>>ā€Weā€™re the Dusk sisters. Do everything together, got caught together too.ā€
>>ā€But we dindu nuffin. The ponice is just bearin down on the bat folk.ā€
>BIRD HORSES! HORN HORSES! NORMAL HORSES AND NOW BAT HORSES?!
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>>25965617

>>>ā€Donā€™t worry about Midnight. Iā€™m Aurora the oldest, thatā€™s Twilight, no she ainā€™t a princess of any kind. And thatā€™s Candlelight, the youngest. She might be a princess, we donā€™t know she never talks.ā€
>AHH MAKE IT STOP!
ā€œDA! Ivan not care for family photo. Ivan thinking of getting out of here.ā€
>>ā€Woah, a snappy colt. Whatcha in for sweety?ā€
ā€œIvan on false accusation of attempting to kill people! Ivan did not of try and kill anyone.ā€
>>ā€O-ohā€¦ Attempted murderā€¦ā€
>>>>ā€HAHA! Nice one Ivan, You scared Midi! So what are you really in for Ivan?ā€
ā€œIvan of not joking.ā€
>>>>ā€Ohā€¦ D-did-did you do it?ā€
ā€œHET IVAN INNOCENT!ā€
>>>>ā€o-ok! Donā€™t hurt me!ā€
>>>ā€Come on girls. We were put in here for something we didnā€™t do. We know how you feel Ivan.ā€
>ā€Dinner! Eat up!ā€
>SOME HORSE WITH ARMOR PUT ONE BREAD AND BUCKET OF WATER IN JAIL.
ā€œHow we all eat on one bread guard horse?!ā€
>ā€They donā€™t. This is for you. Now eat up.ā€
>>>ā€Donā€™t worry Ivan. Weā€™re not hungry we havenā€™t been here long.ā€
>BAT HORSE IS LYING.
>LITTLE SISTER LOOKING AT BREAD LIKE JEW AT GOLD.
ā€œNEYT! Ivan share with horses!ā€
>>>ā€Really?ā€
ā€œDa! Help self, Ivan still thinking of how to leave.ā€
>GRILL WINDOW MAYBE BREAK.
>IT DARK OUTSIDE, LEAVING EASY, BUT HOW GET OUT?
>SOMETHING HOLDING IVANS LEG
ā€œWhat is it?ā€
>LITTLE SISTER BAT HORSE IS RUBBING IVAN LEG, SMILING LIKE CHILD.
>MAYBE SHE IS CHILD.
>CŠ£ŠšA! IVAN HEART NOT OF STONE.
>IVAN NEED HORSE TO STOP! IVAN DO NOT HAVE INSULIN RATION CARD!
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>>25965618

ā€œŠ“a, little horse go and eat. Ivan thinking of how to leave.ā€
>>>ā€Come here Candle. Let Ivan do whatever heā€™s doing.ā€
ā€œHow do bat horses leave?ā€
>>>ā€Hmm? Usually bats parents go searching for missing kids and end up here one way or another.ā€
>>ā€Then they make ā€˜em pay and we can go.ā€
>>>>ā€Itā€™s never happened to us. I-I donā€™t know if Daddy can get-ā€œ
>>>ā€Shh!ā€ Weā€™ll be fine Twi.ā€
ā€œWhat if Ivan put hole in wall? Would guard horse know where to find you?ā€
>>>ā€Thatā€™s one good thing about being a bat. They donā€™t bother documenting us. So no.ā€
ā€œŠ“a. Did horse eat bread?ā€
>>>ā€We left some for you.ā€
ā€œEat it. Then cover ears.ā€
>>ā€What are you going to do.ā€
ā€œIvan not do anything. Iri want to though.ā€
>>>ā€What?ā€
>*BOOM*
>HAHA IRI! KICK LIKE MULE!
ā€œHAHA! WALL CRUMBLE LIKE BERLIN-ā€œ
>That not funnyā€¦
>Ivan stares into nothing for half a minute.
ā€œNever mind.ā€
>>>ā€Alright girls through the hole!ā€
>HORSES GO THROUGH, IVAN FOLLOW!
>ā€THEYā€™RE GETTING AWAY!ā€
>CŠ£ŠšA! ALARMS OF SOUNDING!
ā€œGO HORSES! RUN! FLY! GO!ā€
>ā€GET THE RIOT CONTROL!ā€
>LITTLE HORSE HOLDING ONTO IVAN!
ā€œIt is good little horse! Ivan will find you later!ā€[
>ā€DAMN BATS! PROBABLY BROKE THAT STALLION OUT!ā€
>>>ā€Come on Candlelight!ā€
>>>>ā€Thank you Ivan!ā€
>>ā€Youā€™re a cool colt Ivan. Weā€™ll pay you back someday, the Dusk sisters never forget!ā€
>>>>ā€SHUT UP MIDI!ā€
ā€œIVAN STAY! IVAN DISTRACT GUARD! RUN BAT HORSES! FASCISTS COMING! RUN!ā€
>ā€THE STALLION GOT AWAY! HEā€™S RUNNINGā€
>>ā€WHAT ABOUT THE BATS?!ā€
>ā€FORGET THEM! THEYā€™LL BE BACK! GET THE COLT!ā€
>IVAN RUN LIKE FRENCH MAN RUNNING FROM GERMANS!
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>>25965620

http://pastebin.com/e9v4weHs

Pastebin updated.

I would like to say i am not making any commentary on racism or anything, and just needed a set up for some later plans.

I also do not support the bat threads, and my only experience with bat stories is RGS and the CYOA discussion thread.

Just felt like i needed to clear that up before i get lumped as an SJW or a batfag.
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>>25955046
This should be our new maymay.
"The ass was fat."
"Not RGRE enough."
"The frog is still soft."
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>>25961770
CAN'T WAKE UP
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>>25965613
>COLOR OF ANGER

I think you mean COLOR OF GLORIOUS PEOPLE'S REVOLUTION.
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>>25965630
That shit was fantastic, man. Keep it coming.
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>>25965630
WRITING MORE OF ABOUT IVAN.
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>>25965620
MOAR!
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>>25963237
I like it.

>>25963943
Ages ago. Didn't you get that memo? I guess we shouldn't have had that colt deliver it.

>>25964980
>>25965026
>There was one a few threads ago that had a stallion trying to build his alcohol tolerance to beat mares in drinking contests to humiliate them
Yeah but that wasn't exactly a main focus. I just felt like I needed him to justify being in a bar. Here it is, if you're interested: http://pastebin.com/HpxGZvaQ

>>25965258
Which one? There's a bunch by now.

>>25965620
>ā€œHAHA! WALL CRUMBLE LIKE BERLIN-ā€œ
>>That not funnyā€¦
That was a funny few lines.
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>>25961859
I love you BNW. Why do you leave us alone so often? A-are you seeing someone else?
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>>25965856
Caramel Anon here, Was a few threads back.

Last bit I saw was Anon and Caramel making out to test out who's gay.

It was Anon
>>
The writefriends have abandoned us.

New thread to attract their attention?
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>>25966763
Oh that one. Of course. I like that one.

>>25966792
Not yet. It's about 30 posts until the bump limit.
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>>25966864
post shit
get limit

How does one tell if a stallion is a virgin? Is the social significance shifted from one gender to the other, or does it still stick with the females in a "proof you scored" sort of thing?
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>>25966989
Their testicles explode after mating, so just see if they still have balls.
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>>25966989
It's still the same. Mares are torn between a scorecard, and that non-virgin mares are far less attractive to stallions wanting to add to their herd.
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>"Yes Anon, I'm dating with your son. Deal with it, papa."
Would you let purple autism date your son?
>>
>You are Anon, train enthusiast and not at all an engineer.
>You wanted to see how their trains worked, and met unexpected resistance.
"The fuck do you mean, 'too dangerous for me'? I just want to see your rail road tracks. You have a schedule on hand, for god's sake, it isn't like I'm going to get run over."
>They hummed and hawed and in the end, one fat pink-maned stallion whined loudly enough for the mares to let you in.
>Thanks, stallionism!
>Whiny cunts with no real-life experience have, for once, worked in your favour.
>You were HORRIFIED when you saw their tracks.
>They were riveted together.
>RIVETED
>Good lord
>No shit, "regular maintenance" was required to keep everything "on track"
>hahahahahahaha
>You blame magic.
>And the schools.
>So, being the internet-goer that you are, you introduced them to a glorious invention:
>Thermite
>Rust dust and aluminium dust mixed together in a ratio (by weight) of 27:80, aluminium to rust.
>Light that shit up, and you get a two-point-five-hundred degree irreversible iron-spitting reaction.
>You saw it melt through a car once.
>Shit was so cash.
>You'd kind of picked up by now that you weren't going to be seen as a beard-man manly-man here, so you didn't offer to show them new welding techniques until you had ordered and mixed the thermite yourself.
>You giggled and bullshitted until the mares were convinced that you needed all that rust and aluminium for some dumb coltish project
>You said you needed it for glitter and they believed you
>So you gathered up a few rail-working mares, a big ol' clay flower pot, an ignition string, and persuaded them to let you demonstrate on a few old, unused rails.
>They didn't even agree to meet until you lied and told them about how your mother taught you how to do this
>Even if it doesn't work, you're looking forward to scaring the PISS out of these tiny horses when the molten iron starts flying.
And that's how Anon was banned from ever ordering chemical materials.
>>
>>25967214
>Princess of Friendship
>Royalty
>Implying Twilight wouldn't just draft your son as one of her royal consorts
>the rape train has no stops
>>
>>25936348
Good end.
>>
>>25967214

If he was willing to date Sperglight then he's no son of mine.
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>>25967227
>banned from ordering chemical materials
he didn't even order nitrous oxide fertilizer and diesel fuel
im impressed
>>
>>25965730
>COLOR OF GLORIOUS PEOPLE'S REVOLUTION.

>Arbeiter, Bauern, nehmt die Speer,
>Nehmt die Speer zur Huf.
>Zerschlagt die faschistische RƤuberherde,
>Setzt eure Herzen in Brand!
>>
>>25967227
Your Anon is good, sis.
>>
>>25965620
>FASCISTS COMING!
lel
>>
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>>25967421
Damn right.
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>>25967478
THe real reason is that Anon didn't back up far enough and got a glob of iron splash onto him. Bosses finally had an excuse to enact "safety measures" that disallowed colts from working anywhere within a mile of a site that deals with molten metal. They were tired of stallions "taking" mare's jobs after Celestia passed the Equal Rights bill a few years back. He is the reason why 250 stallions lost their jobs.
>>
>Anon wakes up from his nap to the sound of sobbing and stomping
>An unusual combination, but not one unheard of in Ponyville
>Goes outside to see what the fuss is about
>His marefriend, Applejack, is destroying his tomato vines
>She's crying her eyes out while she stomps blindly, pulping the red fruits/vegetables
>Tackles Anon when he gets near
>Sobs into his chest, asking what she did wrong, promises to try harder to be a good partner, to stop working so much and spend more time with him
>Anon later learns that certain grown foods are poisonous to ponies
>Marefriend thought Anon was trying to kill himself
>>
>>25968110
>Anon can eat things highly-poisonous to pony-kind.
>Allergic to hay or a commonly-eaten flower like dandelions.
>Has dinner with Princesses.
>Accidentally has a reaction.
>Guilty and panicking Princesses go mama-bear.
>Anon finds himself in an unwanted herd with all four Princesses due to legal entanglement hitting them all.
>Welp.
>>
>>25968173 but dandelions are edible to humans... you can make dandelion wine...
>>
>>25968207
People can have allergies to quite literally anything: the severity depends on the person in question's immune system.
>>
>>25968238
I'm allergic to your mom, because she's so fat!
>>
>>25968238
Incorrect; According to the American Association of Medicinal Practitioners, there are 113 things people are allergic to. Dandelions are not one of them.
>>
>>25968264
It's called an intolerance.
>>
>>25968275
Fucking transgendered, dandiphobic CISlords...
>>
>>25968291
dandiphobic? so your afraid of dandies?
you mean Anthrophobia or Anthophobia- Fear of flowers.
>>
>>25968368
No, just dandelions.

Fucking triggered though.
>>
>>25968291
>Anon is branded a "gender traitor" by obese stallions with dyed manes
>They threaten to kill his dog and he has to move out of Ponyville for his safety
>Stallionists stand by and say that those ponies "aren't real stallionists"
>The status quo is maintained
>>
>>25968375
I think Transgender kind of invalidates the CISlords part so I'm a paradox? I'm discord
>>
>>25968388
Not if you're panfluid.
>>
>>25968410
Yup I am only sexually attracted to pans sometimes pots but they are not all the same to me.
>>
>>25968430
Cast iron or non-stick? Makes my dick hard at how much heat a cast iron can hold.
>>
>>25968585
Different Anon, but the whole can't-be-scubbed-clean thing is a real turn off for me.
>>
>>25968599
It's like having no post-sex cuddles. There's no milf-potential for non-stick either. I've got one hot number that's as old as my grandmother.
>>
>Pre Bridle Gossip
>Anon wakes up in the Everfree and is saved by Zecora
>Ponies find out the big, scary zebra lives with a lost and confused male
>Stupid shit happens
>>
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ONWARD TO NEW THREAD
my horsebando Jens will take us there!
>>
>>25968384

>Be Anon
>Only human in Ponyville
>You have a bit of a problem.
>Ever since you accidentally revealed your severe dandellion allergy by having a bad reaction to a sandwich at one of Pinkie's parties a few weeks ago, you've been getting hate mail.
>Apparently having a dandelion allergy makes you a 'transgendeed dandiphobic CISlord'.
>Whatever the fuck that means.
>It seems those social justice wackos exist even in other universes.
>One day you decided to stake out your own house to see who was leaving this mail.
>It was just two fat, ugly stallions with cheaply died manes in terrible styles.
>This would be funny if it wasn't happening to you.
>Today they've gone too far though.
>They've threatened to kill your dog Stevie, the only living memento of home you have.
>Now it's personal.
>>
Bumplimit hit!

>>25968743
>>
>"I am triggered! Triggered I say!"
>Sighing, the ponice mare disinterestedly pushes the quill with her magic.
>"What is it today, Mr. Cake?"
>"That's Mr. Cake, head of the PTA board to you mam'!" He glares at the mare with all the hatred of the stallionist movement can muster.
>"That whorse of a substitute teacher, Anon, is parading around in pants that cover far too much fur than what is acceptable.
>This gets the attention of every mare in the room. Their eyes lighting up at the mention of pants.
>"I bet that martriarchy pushing Cheerilee is behind this. Turning that poor alien into a sex object and showing our young that this behavior is not only okay, but encouraged!" Continues the angry Mr. Cake. His eyes closed as he goes on and on.
>The mare sitting furthest from them has her hooves under her desk. Slowly clopping.
>With redded cheeks, the front desk mare looks over her notes.
>"So let me get this straight... Anon is in the school house right now. Wearing those glasses. His flanks covered by those long kaki pants as he is being forced to bed over in front of our fillies and write on the board. Anon, having to paddle disruptive students while draping them over his thinly covered legs."
>The sound of a window being slammed open behind them can be heard. The pegasus of the group having flown up and quickly opened it, trying to hide the growing amount of mare musk in the air.
>The whisper of the larger mare with a slight pot belly gazes on with half opened eyes, "Niiiice..."
>Mr. Cake gives a look of "Finally, someone gets what is wrong here."
>"Thank you officer!"
>"Come on girls! We need to enact some sexy- umm... secular justice.. yeah that."
>The ponice run out, clearing the building. Pegasi with wings erect, unicorns with magic already sputtering from their horns, and Mr. Cake, who is none the wiser, with his smug grin.
>"Goodness. It's nice to see so many mares who care about the common stallion."
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>>25968743
>>25968743
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