/swt/ - Strange Waifu Thread

cock vore waifu

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Also if anyone here isn't dead anymore in the pastebin links, please let me know, I have an openoffice doc with the thread opener and want to keep it up to date.

>>29877403
Strong start!

>>29877396
Aww yiss, motherfuckin' lemon-lime waifus 'n shit

>>29877403
"What would a cutie mark in cock vore even look like?"

Anyone planning on writing tonight? Drawing?

>>29877821
yeah if or when I get the time.

>Changeling develops a crush for Inept Monster Hunter Anon
>Keeps changing into various monster waifus just to spend time with him
>It never occurs to her to try just talking to him without a disguise
>He may be able to love a sentient Coke bottle, or a Kelpie, or a Ghost, or a writhing mass of tentacles in a pony-shaped bodysuit, but how could he ever love a CHANGELING?

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>>29877450
What the fuck else could it be?

All right. So this is the anon that is going to try the four horsemen idea. I will try to reply to this post with green. Lets see if I bring something shameful or glorious to one of my favorite threads.

>>29878548
Don't let your dreams be dreams.

>>29878548

>It was a seemingly normal day in Canterlot.
>Or at least that is what Twilight would have you believe.
>You are anonymous by the way.
"Spike!! bring me the second volume of Starswirl's divination of potential apocalypses.
>But from purple smart's basic demeanor after bringing you and her friends on a visit to visit the other princesses, You knew it was more serious than just a "visit.".
>hell did she really think you were dense enough not to pick up out of the potential apocalypses bit?
>Spike quickly pops in from a door to another room in the library you and book smart are waiting in.
"I found it! but, it looks like it has some water damage."
>Spike speeds as fast as his little dragon legs will take him with the tome and Twiggles snatches it right out of his claws with her aura.
>Hell it seems with how urgently spike has been acting that he knows more about the situation than you do.
>Twilight opens the book and begins to mutter.
"please please please please"
"Aha! found it the four ponies of the apocalypse!"

>>29878862
More? You're doing fine so far.

>>29878862
Nigga you forgot to end Twilight's first quote. Good brief setup but you can't leave people hanging. C'mon baby, churn that writing butter. I want end-of-the-world horses so I can draw them.

>>29878862
Anon actually started delivering. More attention to punctuation and don't you dare stop.
I bet War and Death are secretly banging

>>29878862
>>29879209
God dammit good catch grammar friend.

>Twilight rapidly finishes her reading.
"Anon, please for the love of Celestia, read this excerpt and read it carefully, If worse comes to worse the princesses and I need you to be ready to act as an extra-dimensional energy anchor. Not unlike in yesterday's experiments"
>You don't remember yesterday too well, but you do recall that twilight's "exercise" hurt like taking jet-fuel covered steel beams up the ass. Regularly you would have said "helllllll nahhhh." However, it seemed important enough to endure again if it is this serious.
>Twilight places the book in front of you and points her hoof to the top of the left page and then to about half way to the bottom of the right one.
>to put this in perspective, the book was about the height and width of a small refrigerator and in crappy mouth-writing that would give some human doctors a run for their money on shitiest hand writing of all time. Naturally it was also very small writing. if you had to make a comparison to font size you would say about 8-point-font of any regular font.
>so in other words you Need a serious TL:DR
>you hear the door explode open. It's Rainbow Dash.
"uh Twi we have a big problem! They're here! that interuniversa... what ever you called it failed and they are climbing the mountain right now! Celestia, Luna and Discord are putting up an awesome fight, but they also asked for your help before they went to stall them."
>It really must be that bad if Rainbow brash didn't want to fight them when they showed up.
>twilight books it out of the room with dash in magical tow, and begins shouting.
"Anon remember read the entire excerpt thoroughly!"
>You promptly begin reading. From what you gather from the first couple of lines the four ponies are kind of like the four horsemen from the bible with the pestilence interpretation rather than the conquest version.

I really want to design a kelpie. Is there any interest in kelpies?

>>29879581
We're interested in anything that's cute, strange and waifuable.

>>29879505
You've got a few capitalization errors in a few places, and a bit of unneeded repetition.

For example:

>to put this in perspective, the book was about the height and width of a small refrigerator and in crappy mouth-writing that would give some human doctors a run for their money on shitiest hand writing of all time. Naturally it was also very small writing.

These two sentences have the word "writing" three times. I can't speak for everyone I suppose, but I think most people understand the 'doctors have terrible hand-writing' thing, so you can omit the second one. Including the third one might be necessary since otherwise the reader might get confused and think that you're saying that the book is small rather than the writing, so you could use a synonym for variety's sake:

>To put this in perspective, the book was about the size of a small refrigerator and in crappy mouth-writing that would give some human doctors a run for their money. Naturally, the text was also very small.

I also capitalized the first letter of the sentence and changed 'height and width' to size, since it means basically the same thing, but uses fewer characters. There may come a time in the future where you have too much text to fit into one post, keep those sorts of substitutions in mind.

Aside from that, you've got the makings of an interesting story here.

>>29879505

>You continue reading and and pick out that they have visited Equestria before and had to be stopped by Discord, the princesses with the elements of harmony and Starswirl himself acting as a "inter-universal-catalyst" to draw power from the elements and banish the four ponies to the space between universes for roughly a thousand years.
>God why did it have to be a thousand years the whole phrase has become a generic way of describing the backstory of the monster of the week around here.
>However you did find it fascinating that they were threatening enough to warrant working with Snek De Lancie.
>According to the book, they were trying to use energy from a mirror portal inside the castle of the royal sisters to amplify their influence on the planet and ultimately kill every last thing that lives on it.
>Said mirror portal was moved to canterlot shortly after princess Luna was banished.
> you really wished that his book had some pictures.
>ok. You think you understand where you fit into this plan Twilight wants you to stand in as the inter-universal-catalyst or whatever in case they can't banish them on their own.
>The same door from earlier creeks open. It's Fluttershy.
"Uh... Mister Anon. Twilight wanted me to tell you that worse has come to worse."
>Shit. This is going to hurt.

>>29879683
Keep it up, famalam.

>>29879676

I won't ever be perfect, but maybe with grammar bros I can at the least be semi decent. Thanks.

>>29879683

>You run past Fluttershy, and take a second to quote a legend.
"ALRIGHT CHUMS LETS DO THIS! LEEEEERRROYYY JENKINS!"
>Flutter butter jumps at your sudden outburst as you pass through the door.
>After a solid minute of running through the castle, you make it to the exit and prepare yourself to see some damages.
>You see that the front court-yard hasn't taken any damages except what appeared to be a trashy dump of basic party supplies.
>You will assume that this was Pinky's doing.
>Speak of the devil the pink ball of energy seemingly bounds out of nowhere and immediately ear rapes you.
"HEYANONAREYOUEXCITEDTOSAVEEQUESTRIAINASILLYNONVIOLENTWAY?"
>In honesty you aren't even going to try to understand what she just said and reply.
"sure pinkers"
>you suddenly hear a familiar southern drawl.
"Anon! twilight told me to tell ya that ya need to get to the front and center of the courtyard battlements for her fancy ritual to work. She also told me That ah had ought to give ya this."
>She tosses you a telescope. You quickly reply too her.
>Wait what the fuck is the telescope for?
>If You don't remember you might be in some deep shit.
'think anon think'
>You panic to yourself
>You decide it is not smart to spread your panic and reply to apple horse confidently.
"Thanks pal I will make my way over there now."
>You run up the stairs to the battlements to a place that has weird looking magic symbols written on the ground.
>You decide at the very least you can use the scope to figure out what the situation looks like in the city proper.

>>29879683
Go on...

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Sassy-assed battery pone. Look at that smug fucking grin. You're not going fucking anywhere if you don't charge her up and stuff her in your car and she knows it.

>>29880486
Nobody expects you to be perfect, and you're doing pretty good so far. The only thing that really sticks out to me is punctuation. You've got a real shortage of commas on the whole.

>Speak of the devil, the pink ball of energy seemingly bounds out of nowhere and immediately ear rapes you.

"Sure, Pinkers."

'Think Anon, think.'

"Thanks, pal, I will make my way over there now."

You've also still got a few capitalization errors; words that are supposed to be capitalized and others that aren't.

I'm not an expert on grammar or anything, and I'm not really too bothered about it in general, but I'll try to speak up if it becomes distracting. Keep at it!

>>29880794
She also makes a GREAT instrument for improv torture!

>>29881010
I bet she has a bdsm fetish

>>29880492
As you wish.

>>29880486

>You get a glimpse of down town canterlot.
>Shit is not looking good.
>There are two major roads heading too the palace with two sizable city squares in them. >That is were the action is happening.
>The part of the city the left road is on looks like the aftermath of a proper blitzkrieg. Houses and Shops are burning and collapsing to rubble quickly.
>Suddenly, Discord shoots across your vision of the left square with what appears to be a black eye.
>Following him through the air at a greater velocity is what appears to be a devil-horned, red mare with what can only be described as an anime sized war hammer. She is also toting armor that is not aesthetically unlike deadric armor.
>Just as quickly as they came they are out of view again.
>You will assume for now that the red one you just saw is war, and god does she look like an edge-lord competent of making shadow the hedgehog jizz himself.
>You suddenly catch a glance of Pinky bouncing in a manor that screams "I couldn't be payed to care whats going on around me."
>For a second you wandered how she got out there so quickly, but you promptly remember who you are thinking about.
>A quite horrified looking Starlight Glimmer gallops past Pinky while a very thin, but tall and imposing unicorn chases after her with a look of unnatural hunger.
>The scrawny, pale-cream unicorn magically grabs Glimmer.
>You watch in horror as the thing appears to begin draining Glimmy of her energy and much needed fat reserves.
>Thankfully for Glim Glam, before she began to look too much like a starving African child, Pinky comes from out of who you will assume to be Famine's left and suplexes the shit out of her.
>Famine needs to eat her proteins if she ever wants any chance to win against the pinkster.
>You lower the telescope and wander what you were supposed to do again.
>You better remember soon.

>>29881421

I already see that I done and goofed the third line.
So, that will be it for the night. If you can keep the thread living I might be able to continue contributing tomorrow. Though maybe not in such volume as I have some college shit that needs to be done on Monday.

Drawing practice time, name strange waifus, new, old, new ideas, I don't care. Gonna fill a page.

>>29881421
>Glimmer
Shit, I'm two seasons behind, I'll need to catch up to fully get what's going on.

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That was fun! Scarebro, you gotta name your straw pony waifu, her design is too good to go unnamed.

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Post Nordpone.

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>>29881868
Orale! Nice man these are really cool and cute. I would dood but I've been busy with other shit that I never got around to giving her a name. If you or any Anons have a suggestions, I'd be down as fug, plus with the time I have had, I've been working on a long one shot story and pics of a certain demonic mare that little foals shriek dreadfully in their dreams...

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I'm conflicted

>>29882050
Keep up the good work, your art is way up there.

As for the name... Patchy? Or Stitches? Stitchy Scarecrow? Fields? Carol Crow? Raggedy Anne? Golden Straw? Farmhand Relief? Field Friend? There are a lot of potential ideas that would work, but picking one seems like it'd be hard.

>>29882052
Does her head melt down?
That would be sad, her wanting to shine light while burning herself out bit by bit.

Happy Easter to those who celebrate it.

>>29883410
EGG PONY
or bun pone

>>29884140
We have bun pone already
We need EGG PONY

>>29884140
>Anon is strolling along the weirdly deserted main Street of Ponyville, enjoying the beautiful day
>He notices someone hopping along in the distance
>It's a pony!
>No, wait, it's a giant bunny!
>Actually, it's both! A BunPone!
>She beams happily when she sees you
>"Oh, hello! Isn't it a beautiful day!"
>She bounds happily towards you, as you cover the distance more casually
"Well hi there! I've never seen anything like you before."
>She giggles
>"I could say the same, Mister...?"
"Oh, Anonymous. What's your name, little gal?"
>Her eyes glimmer with mirth as you reach in to scritch her floppy listeners
>As soon as your hand gets in range, she grabs it and yanks you to the cruel ground below
>Hard
>As you desperately try to pick yourself back up and refill your forcibly vacated lungs, the BunPone mounts you from behind, squeezing your abdomen between her forelegs with an almost crushing force
>Before you can ask what's happening, she begins to slam her hips into yours over and over again with quick, powerful strokes
>"Y-yeah, t-take it! TAKE IT YOU SLUT!"
>You're so confused
>She's a girl BunPone, there's nothing to take!
>She pants lustfully as she increases her already jackhammer-like pace
>"You like this!? You like getting fucked in the gutter like a whore?"
"Gah, n-no! I don't like this at-"
>She pushes your head into the dirt to silence you
>"Oh, oh Celestia I'm so close. I'm so close! Have my babies, Anon! I'm gonna fuck my babies into you!"
>She screams her orgasm to the heavens with a deafening cry
>As her voice fades, you hear something splashing behind you
>Turning your head beneath the BunPone's paw, you look behind you to discover a small pile of colorful eggs resting in a puddle of vaginal fluid
>Dammit, it's soaking into your pants
>She sucks in ragged breaths as she finally climbs off of you
>She looks intensely satisfied
>"Hah, hah, hah, H-happy Horse Easter!"
>She limps away as you remain motionless on the ground
>Fuck Horse Holidays

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>>29884140
>>29884165
Ask and ye shall recieve

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>>29884576
Why

>>29877396

Limon is the Secret of Sprite

>>29884290

This is an entirely appropriate way to celebrate a holiday that was originally all about fertility before the church fucked it up.

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I leik Fireaxe pone..

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>>29884599
You know the rule m8.

>>29884835
Cute Postpone.

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>>29884835
I beg to differ.

>>29884945
Give me 10 minutes in the john with them. I guarantee they won't be so optimistic.

>>29884945
Living house Anon's life must be... very strange.

>>29884576
I don't think I can love her. She has the consistency of semen for crying out loud.

>>29881421
Are we getting any more four horses today?

>>29885761
Possibly. However, I am busy with some college stuffs that will take a while. Still have you gents in mind though.

>>29877396
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7FkHt6pR9wI

Wifi Pone when

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>>29886861
It's called a changeling.

>>29887448
But can a changeling allow me to shitpost on 4chan by plugging a keyboard and mouse into her ass?

>>29885761
Now you are. Might be the only update today though.

>>29881421

>You are still anon, and the world seems to very well depend on whether or not you remember how the catalytic ritual was supposed to work.
>You guess being used to cramming and TL:DR's could genuinely be the end of you and the whole damn planet as well.
>Who woulda thunk it?
>BAAAMMMM
>You turn to the right road where the sound originated only to see a white mass flying your way at an alarming velocity.
>In the last second before it can hit you, you channel your inner dark souls champ and doge roll the fuck out of the way.
>Whatever it is crashes into the courtyard fountain that you have no doubt costed more than your entire net worth.
>After about 3 seconds of staring a the mess in the court yard, you determine that he white mass is a KO'd sunbutt.
>You remembered!
>Chuck the telescope on the ground while the four ponies are within the banishing circles in both the city squares.
>You get back on your magic circle and looking both ways to make sure that the four are in place.
>You can't tell, but it if you remember right this is probably a now or never situation.
>With the might of the of the roar of a thousand loud nigras you throw the telescope on the ground.
"TAKE THAT GALILEO, I'M AN ADULT!"
>Suddenly, bright lights envelope you.
>Aaaaaand nothing, the lights go as quickly as they came, and you don't feel the effects that Twilight alluded to.
>You stand up having apparently fallen during the fuck-up.
>The telescope is broke as hell and the magic symbols on the battlement floor are gone.
>Maybe it worked?

>>29887542
No, but she could provide a link to the changeling hivemind, which is the Equestrian equivalent of the internet. You could shitpost on 4changeling and download all the pony porn collected by changelings all over Equestria.

>>29887556
Looks like Anon royally fucked up

>>29887768
We're talking about creatures that feed on love. I can only imagine the amount of porn they'd have. Probably at least half as much as actual internet!

>>29887899
Exactly. Huge amounts.
Most of it actual footage uploaded by love collectors.
There'd be footage of all sorts of different species of Equestrians.
Ponies, griffons, diamond dogs, donkeys, minotaurs, dragons, you name it.

>>29887899
>Changelings keep a collection of stallions on hand to rape so that the ones who are away can tune in for a bit of lust
>Like VR internet porn
>Anon gets kidnapped by his local changeling hive for this purpose
>He expects a muddy, ruddy dungeon, shackles, and a harsh slavedriving mistress/master
>While his surroundings certainly fail to impress, and it's dungeon-esque in the sense that he's not allowed to leave, the slavedriver is more like a beleaguered porn director, trying to get a good performance out of her slaves
>"C'mon, put some emotion into it! Your viewers are gonna be able to feel your anger and hatred, we gotta give 'em some love to sugarcoat it! Think about your mom while you're doing it, or something!"
>"...What do you mean that's weird? You're weird! Just stick your dick in the clutch of eggs and finish the scene, or I'm cutting your rations again."

>>29887975
Nah, no stallions or rape.
Just a bunch of skilled changelings scouting out female Equestrians in order to transform into a male that most accurately fits their preferences and seduce them for love.

>>29884576
My French toast will never be the same...

>>29888877
That's not necessarily a bad thing.

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Is anyone else into eldritch abominations?

>You walk out into your front porch to grab the paper and pull Derpy out of your mailbox, but stop when you notice a strange mare standing on your yard
>She's absolutely decked out in swords, there are about eight or so strapped to nearly every available inch of her body
>She stares at you with stoic determination, and you respond with puzzled amusement
>After a few seconds, she lets out a shaky breath before grabbing one of the weapons in her mouth and hurling it to the ground at your feet
>"F-face me, swordsman!"
"...What?"
>"I may be the finest swordsmare in all of Equestria, but you humans invented the craft! I wish to test my ability against a real human!"
>You scratch your head
"Are there many other swordsponies? I didn't think something like that would be particularly popular here."
>She twists her hoof in the dirt
>"W-well, no...I learned your ways from the human books in the Canterlot library, and adapted then for pony use. That's why I sought you, swordsman! I want to become your student!"
>Twilight mentioned something about books from Earth mysteriously ending up here over the years, much in the same way you did
"You're kinda barking up the wrong tree, I've never even held a sword. It's not exactly a necessary skill where I come from."
>She shakes her head
>"You don't need to try and protect me from the truth, Master. I know that Earth was a treacherous place, what with all the Turks and Uruk-Hai testing your blade at every opportunity!"
"Sorry, but I can't teach you anything. You're probably way better at it than I could ever hope to be."
>You turn to head back inside, and she calls out to you
>"Please! I'm sorry if I offended you Mr. Swordsman! I'll do whatever you ask of me, just teach me your ways!"
>You shut the door, but she just shouts louder to get your attention
>"I'll make you see! I'll show you what I'm capable of, and you'll see that I'm a worthy student!"
>You sigh wearily
>This is probably going to be a problem for a few days

>>29887768
>In some kind of alternate reality there are changelings shitposting about this exact thing but with the real internet right now
Man, many worlds theory is wild

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>>29889018
>not showing her your "sword" skills

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>>29888974
She's half Rarity and half "fucked up dress monster from the emo Luna Tantabus episode". And she's wearable. Eldritch enough?

Someone get me whatever drugs this artist is on.

>>29890024
It's simple
You just have to eat all the >>29884576

>>29887556
wehn nerkst erpdaaht?

>>29888974
me

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>>29882052
why is that fingerhole so fucking lewd?

>>29890024
Badumsquish IS the drug!

>>29877396
I love Sprite. TOOTH ROTTER will be My Waifu.

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>>29890024
Checkmate.

>>29891457
What a butterface though

>>29891457
>Pinkie Pie is a shoggoth...
This makes sense somehow.

>>29891457
what is that?

>>29888974
Those are some really soft looking tentacles... Yeah, I would.

>>29890131
Hopefully soonish. Bumpity bum pity boop.

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>>29888974

Yeah, I wish I had a chance with a giygas pony.
Any art of that perchance?

https://derpibooru.org/1414544
I drew a lewd snek

>>29894197
Nice! Is that a batsnek?

More ghostpone when?

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>>29893992

This is the INTERNET.
Almost anything you can imagine
and a few things you would probably rather not
can be found on the INTERNET!

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>>29894719
Case in point...

>>29887556

>You suddenly realize why the symbols are no longer present on the floor.
>It's because it is not the same floor that you were standing on 10 seconds ago.
>These were not battlement bricks you were standing on, but rather a sort of filthy, old brick road.
>It is something that you are sure the prissy faggot upper class of Canterlot would not care for.
>You decide to pick up the broken telescope and survey your surroundings
>You appear to be in a grand hall of some decrepit castle or fortress of sorts.
>A light breeze blows in from apparently long since shattered windows blowing rugged, discolored tapestries.
>A sudden noise takes you off guard and you scream like a little bitch.
>It was the slow clopping of hooves.
>You can tell the noise is behind you now
>A voice accompanies this sound after several seconds.
"Congratulations, mortal you have saved your world for, maybe, five minutes. Well for us it will probably be between five hours and five days. Time is funny like that when you get temporarily banished from an existence."
>You turn to see four mares. Two of whom you recognize from your scoping moments ago and the other two you will assume are Death and Pestilence.
>The one you will assume is pestilence, because she is wearing armor made out of what appears to be bullet ants and what can only be described as purification, is laying on her backside slowing banging her hooves together to produce the slow clop noise.
>Oh you get it slow clap.
>Wait a second, You are in some dump of an old castle and the equivalent of the horseman of pestilence is not busy murdering the shit out of you.
>She would rather lay on her back and slow clap you, the one who, for the time being, has thwarted her and her buddies plans.
>You give the others a look.
>They seem more disappointed than anything.
>You think about your situation for a second and decide that the best course of action is to put as much distance between you and these Apocalypse bringers.

>>29894851
>what can only be described as purification
Don't you mean putrefication?

>>29895131
>putrefaction
Fug I can't into typing

>>29894851
Are we getting more tonight, or is it a one post update again? I wanna know what's gonna happen next.

>>29894658
SOON

>>29895131
>>29895138

Wow, what an unfortunately silly miss.
Well my dudes, I will continue typing this up if you still care.

>>29895220

My schedule is kinda stacked bro. It makes it difficult to post more than two a day. In honesty I don't know what i was thinking when I started this. However, I will continue because I'm not the sort to leave poor anons blue balled. At least without a damn good reason. particularly since there appears to be some demand for it. I may finish up one more post and call it quits for the night.

>>29895297
Write however much you want, Anon. If you don't have time for it, don't force it.

>>29894293
yap.

>>29895316

Well, that is reassuring. thanks anon.
Honestly, It has been an interesting pass time without my bruhs who regularly CSGO with me, so believe me when I say it's not forced. Maybe just a little poorer of quality with this being my first green.

>>29894851

>You run like a nog caught shoplifting from a doughnut shop on "officers get one free day."
>WHAM!
>Your face hurts quite bad now.
>You, in your panicked run, failed to notice the newly erected wall of bones, and as a result you ran right into it. Idiot.
>A calm, whisper-like voice from above peacefully echos in your ears.
"leaving so soon? We might be the bringers of the end, but you will find that we are nothing but hospitable whilst in our home domain."
>You look up the wall and see who, by process of elimination, must be death mother-fucking incarnate.
>She is covered in a generic grim reaper outfit.
>You look at her face, and it's pale white and missing eyes.
>How generic.
>At least it's not just a pony skull.
>Her lips curls upward at the sides into a unnerving smile, and she begins to speak again.
"Particularly since this was supposed to be game night before we figured out that we could invade Equestria again."
>Wut?
"Now be a good mortal, go down the stairs at the end of this hall, enter the first door on the right and grab the strongest smelling drinks and bring them back here."
>She, chortles in a way that one could describe as cute. If cute was a bony, dark haired mare with her eyes replaced with black abysses.
>She continues.
"I have a wager to win with War, and I need her to be sufficiently drunk to win. If I win with your help, I will make sure you survive your stay, and maybe even the apocalypse as a personal servant."
>Death is offering to save your ass. The irony is not lost on you.
>God something reeks.
>You turn from death to find Pestilence looking up death's wall. She begins talking.
"The last time we sent a mortal alone to fetch the booze it took over a hundred years to restock."

>>29894740
This anon can't comprehend the true form of dat succulent booty.

>>29895631
Go on...

>>29894029
What is her name anyway?
And why is anon visiting her?
...unless it's roleplay

>>29895631
I am liking this green my dude

>Anon stays over at an abandoned house on a dare
>He explores the house and discovers a bed pony
>As in it's part bed, part pony
>She's excited to see him, it's been a very, very long time since she's seen anyone else
>This is all very weird to Anon, but he decides to stay and chat with her
>He's supposed to stay here all night after all, he doesn't really have anything else to do
>"Oh, you have to stay here until sunrise?"
>"...That means you'll need a place to sleep, right? I've got you covered!"
>Anon agrees, she looks pretty comfy
>He strips down to his underwear, and lifts the top of the comforter
>The space between the mattress was some kind of fleshy orifice
>The glistening walls gulped at the air, their contractions guiding his eyes downwards to the foot of the bed, where her cervix quivered in anticipation
>He looks back up to the head of the bedpone
>She's biting her lip and hungrily staring at him
>Her entire body is shaking
>"H-hop on in! Please..."
>"...My matress is really soft! It'll be the best night's sleep you'll ever get! I-I promise!"
>"...Please...i-it's been so long..."

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Anon forgot to turn off his swag and woke up covered in strange bitches.

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>>29897818
Fuck, man you can't be giving people new fetishes out if the vlue like that!

Thingfags started a thread without you.
>>29898610

>>29897818
>best night's sleep
I doubt it. Sounds hot, moist, and sticky, and I suspect that the mattress and comforter might even be in motion while you're trying to sleep.

Not terribly restful, actually.

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>>29897866
>look up goo pony
that's pretty good
>oviposition
>oviposition imminent
haha, no

>>29898850
She's magic, once you've snuggled into her folds, you'll slowly fall into a deep, restful sleep.

Unless you want to stay awake with her for a while for some lewd fun.

>>29898929
>as if you could fall asleep
Instead of moaning she just keeps squeaking

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>>29877396
Feel the fizz!

>>29899602
Cute!

Wrote something in the Thingpony thread:

https://pastebin.com/18FjTCKj

Anybody got any of them radioactive Chernobyl horses? Does such a thing exist

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>>29900527

Why don't you faggots learn how to use a search engine?

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>>29901126
Seriously.

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>>29898840
>mfw

If you could be any type of strange waifu, which would you choose?
Alternatively, if you could have one and only one strange waifu, what kind/which one would it be?

>>29895631

>Death is quick to reply.
"Indeed. However, the last time you were allowed in the store room, we found centipedes in the vodka for three months."
>Pestilence reels with obviously feigned shock.
"Oh yeah? Well I'm sorry for giving your shitty potato juice some flavor and texture."
>Death face hooves.
"Whatever. Mortal, if Pesty accompanies you to the cellar, and starts to fuck with anything potable, you have my permission to tell War."
>"Pesty" twists her face with, again, obviously feigned disgust.
"Why do you have to be like that big D?"
"Because, fuck you and your creepy-crawly fetish too."
>Pesty just gives Death a look that you read as "Fuckin' seriously M8? Do ya even know who I am?"
>The Pesty pony then begins to speak again.
"Fine whatever I won't enter the cellar, but I want to talk to the mortal. Alone."
>Big D Turns her head.
"Sure. Just don't kill him before our game. I would like him to live long enough to watch me beat war at her own game."
>The bone wall seemingly de-materialises.
>You decide that it is probably a good Idea not to piss of Death, so you begin your march for booze.
>Hopefully they will let you have some.
>Pesty's hooves clopping are behind you.
>You get to the stairs. and begin your descent.
>Pestilence begins talking.
"First off, mortal, what the blazes is your name? The others might never tire of just calling you a mortal, but I find just boring to constantly have to say 'Mortal' when I want want your attention."
>There is no point in not telling her your name.
"Mr. Anonymous, anon for short"
>Pestilence trots up next to you and gives the best impression of a crocodile smile that you have ever seen.
"So, you are willing to talk. Sweet. As far as I'm concerned, centipedes will be going into any drinks that come up from the cellar whether Death likes it or not."
>Shit
"Is their anyway I can stop you from doing that?"
>She cackle's like a witch.
"Eat me."
>You do not like where this is going.


Unrelated: Should I name-fag?

>>29902163
If you want to, I guess. If you'd rather stay Anonymous, then don't.

>>29902163
This is going to be tonight's only post.

>>29902188
If I think of something creative I might do it.

>>29900285

Me too.

https://pastebin.com/Qp6MBcLh

>>29901897
A Cola pony. Small, easy to lug around, useful, cute, and would save me a ton of money. Less spills too, could drink right through her tongue.

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>>29902163
We could use more names, I'd say go for it or at the very least make a pastebin and dump this story into it so you can be added to the OP. Replace a few '(dead)'s.

Genius loci waifu?
Equestria itself?

>>29901897
I want this >>29899588 cutie.
10/10 waifu, would swallow.

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>>29901897
Once you get past the initial, "HOLY FUCK JESUS CHRIST WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!!!" reaction, they are surprisingly cuddly and affectionate.

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>>29902781
Tatzlponies are also known to be quite playful, so consider yourself forewarned.

>“The Bogeymare, the Bogeymare! You’re afraid of the Bogeymare!” A group of delinquent colts joined in provoking unison as each added their own mix of insults to lash at a single filly wiping away tearful torment.
>The center of the unwanted attention was a light brown pegasus that remained sitting on the graveled dirt road doing all she could to dry up her grief, and wishing her wings weren’t still too underdeveloped to let her escape to the skies.
>What led up to this current situation of depraved mockery happened not too long ago.
>Today was indeed an interesting turn of events for the normal everyday Ponyville elementary school, or at least what the community would usually consider the norm.
>During this time of year, the pegasi of Ponyville have worked together to bestow the fall weather that was desperately needed after the scheduled blistering summer.
>Anypony would be completely encased by calm and collective presence of the late afternoon draft; a draft that should be as carefree as the youthful students that gallop their ways home.
>Unfortunately, this couldn’t be said for poor little, Autumn Breeze, even if she bared the seasonal title.
>For you see, little Miss Breeze was very unique for such a young mare.
>Shy, secluded, and anxious, she always kept to herself ever since moving to this little town from rustle and bustle of Fillydelphia.
>Her personality was apparent to others as being inimitable to most of the joyful fillies who fill the desks at school.
>Of course there were students and teacher alike who did all in their abilities to comfort and befriend the young mare, but she inclined to stray away from most.
>No, she preferred to make her stay at the furthest corner desk of her class, always drawing and drawing.
>Drawing art that would be considered…unnatural for any filly.
>The subject of a majority of Breeze’s art were very grim and at times frightening for even the teacher herself.

>>29902985
>Of course humble and patient, Ms. Cheerilee, took notice to Autumn’s behavior and eventually felt it was time to confront the filly on her conduct.
>She explained that she was absolutely overjoyed with Autumn’s interest in the fine arts at such a young age, but elucidated that her imagery was a bit frightful for children, and shamefully hid her terror of it as well.
>Being the sweet child she truly is, she explained that drawing is what she loved to do back in Filly and continues to do so as a form of expression.
>The typical trope for those who wish to recluse themselves.
> She even told Cheerilee some of nice students around her didn’t mind, so long as she didn’t forcefully show her work.
>Still uncertain what to think, the magenta coated mare gathered some students after class one afternoon to confirm if what the little pegasus said was true.
>Though the children admitted her skill was different, she was still a really polite pony and they had no problem with her expressing herself.
>With some conscious sigh of relief, she went ahead and decided no forceful action should be taken to stop the filly from her artistic pursuits, but as weeks went by and by, one of Ponyville’s best tutors didn’t feel so confident.
>It could’ve been no longer than two weeks ago that she noticed Autumn was more gloomy…than usual.
>Each day, for the past week, she would come to class progressively looking more miserable and restless as the minutes ticked by.
>It didn’t help ease her mind when every now and then she would catch a glimpse of the young mare’s doodles, and what she saw would make even the most sane ponies feel troubled.
>They we’re evolving into more terrifying images but more importantly, they always consisted of a similar character.
>Not letting the filly sink into a deeper depression, the mentor of many years took the situation to the ponies who can be her best resolve.

>>29902991
>Cheerilee made her way to Autumn’s parents house during the weekend to discuss with them about her interest in such extreme dark images.
>Praying to the heavens she wasn’t overtrotting her boundaries, she was hoping she would be able to get a better understanding of Autumn from a visit with her guardians.
>After all, Ms. Cheerilee always puts her students first!
>As it turned out, Mr. and Mrs. Breeze were some of the kindest ponies anypony could meet, and took no offense at offering the teacher to come in and talk.
>After spending hours of conversing and trying to understand the amiable and unique Autumn, it became apparent that she was always fascinated with ominous themes.
>They both explained that a young age she always would ask them to take her to the local library by their neighborhood, and she would always check-out books with topics considered too intimidating for most children.
>In fact, she would constantly rent books that weren’t taken for so many years, eventually, the libraries owner insisted she could keep a couple she really enjoyed the most.
>A pony who strives for any kind of knowledge he offered should not be shunned from it!
>Her parents continued to express their frightful feelings at first, and feared that their daughter was going down a path of a horrible lifestyle, with dire intentions.
>But the more and more they communicated over the years with their little sunshine, the more they realized she was a normal filly at heart.
>Her curiosity in uncanny themes is just who she is, and it’s something they will never take away from her.
>Never rebellious, always showing respect to others, and doing what wise adults advised, Autumn Breeze could be considered nicer than most fillies Cheerilee concluded.

>>29903010
>Now having a total understanding of the situation, she thanked the parents for their time and consideration, but mentioned that she was also showing signs of an increase in depression, not to mentioned it looked like she hasn’t slept in weeks!
>Before the purplish mare could leave, Mrs. Breeze informed one of the books she read a couple of weeks ago was even too scary for her, so she decided to get rid of it.
>She’s had a couple of intense nightmares the first few nights after reading it, but over time she’s back to being herself, the mother declared to the teacher. As for the loss of sleep, Autumn told them she lost so much rest the first couple of nights, but now she’s trying to catch up and has been recently sleeping like a dragon.
>She seemed so proud of how quickly her daughter conquered her fears.
>After sometime of gathering information, Ms. Cheeriliee respected the wishes of both the children and her parents to let the filly be. Since she was never hurting anypony and her grades were always above average, she was more than welcomed to stay, and do her arts and crafts when Ms. Cheerilee wasn’t giving important lessons.
>But for those ponies that do all they could to make the minor comfortable, there will always be those who can be detrimental.
>”S-s-stop it…please.” The filly begged, wiping her sore eyelids once more. “She is real; she’s really real.”
>The colts looked at each other for a moment trying to hold their laughter, but within seconds they shattered into a frenzy of laughs to the point where one of boys was holding his stomach from the chuckling pain.
>The colt who was responsible for conducting this brash harassment was none other than school bully number one, Hefty Boulder.
>Heft and his crew of knuckleheads have been a thorn in many fillies’ sides for most of the school year, and even the understanding Ms. Cheerilee was losing her patience.

>>29903013
>But no matter how many times Boulder and company would get a good scolding of their manners, they would press on to demonstrate their childish ways.
>Over the course of the semester, most fillies would eventually get sick of their aggressive ways, and would either stand up to them or just ignore their insults completely.
>As most professional jerks do in the industry, Heft and his goons would just have to make do with any fresh and tender meat they could find.
>And for the past week, they needed to look no further than the little freak artist who sits in the back drawing that dumb character.
>The golden coated earth pony decided to make his way forward from the semi-circle of narcissist to continue the verbal pounding.
“Oh please, Autumn Sneeze, you’re going to sit there and tell me a little foal’s tale is anything but made up manitcore manure!” He aggressively cursed and pointed a hoof at the binder she kept most of her draws in.
>“You tell’er, Heft!” His unicorn friend, Swift Tango, chimes in.
>Facing the ground to where her long, straight, purple mane covered her face, she uttered her fears while squeezing her notebook close to her chest.
>“S-she is.” Breeze woefully expressed with only enough breath to convey a whisper. “She was…was in my closet again last night. She’s back…and it’s all my fault.”
>The alpha colt rolled his eyes, but closed in with his insults.
“So let me get this straight. For the past week you’ve been drawing freakier than usual junk and then, surprise-surprise, today during lunch you decided to have a mental breakdown to the point where you were screaming that foal’s tale name throughout the schoolyard.” He threw his foreleg in a swinging motion to make his case more apparent. “That’s what I don’t get, Sneeze. If you’re afraid of the “Bogeymare” so much, then why won’t you shut up about her?"

>>29903022
>“Yeah, Sneeze, what’s your major malfunction? Even Lee was wincing at the idea that you’ve finally lost your marbles.” The other unicorn, Lit Fuse, had the urge to get his say-so in the matter.
>“I still don’t understand why she won’t leave me alone…I thought if I ignored her, she would go away.” She grimly told herself, with no regards for the other three around her.“But she will never go…never-ever.”
“You have issues, Sneeze…” Boulder deadpanned, but hastily grew aggravated from the fillies rejection. “Heeello! I’m talking to you, freak!”
>She answered his assaulting request by gripping her sketchpad even tighter.
>“It’s because she came back to me in my notebook…I…I thought I could get rid of her if I just drew and thought of something else, but no matter-” She abruptly stopped to let another stream of agonizing tears fall. “No matter what shape or line I put in my sketchbook, it will always form into…her. Nopony else needs to get hurt because of my reckless curiosity. That’s why I tell Cheerilee it will be fine. That’s why I tell Mom and Dad I have slept well. That’s why I ignore the other considerate children. And-”
>She gradually gawked back up to the school bully, giving him a somber stare even though one eye was barely visible through her hanging bangs.
>“That’s why for you and the sake of your friends, Boulder…you need to leave me alone.” She declared, doing her best not to sound violent.
>“Ooooooh!” Both colts turned to each other surprisingly, thinking that the shy mare was giving an unyielding insult rather than a perilous warning.
“Are you threatening me, Sneeze?” He deeply scorns, doing his best to overawe the mare by hovering a shadow over her.
>She holds her ground with the matching gaze.

>>29903038
>“No...you have little comprehension on what a threat is, but make no mistake, you just may get what you’re asking for. And I promise you…” She sheds a couple of tears. “ I promise you fear like you’ve never seen before…”
“Oh-ho-ho, really?!” He lifts a brow, completely unfazed by the mare’s coercions. “Let me guess, the Boogermare is gonna come get me if I don’t’ leave you alone?!” He leans in inches from her face, giving a quick nod and glace to the side, then eyeing back to Autumn with a cruel grin.
>“You have no ide-NOOO STOP!!!” She cries out in desperate pleas, as Fuse hastily used his magic on the unsuspecting mare to rip the binder from her arms. “Please, Fuse, I beg you; give me back my notebook!” She jumped up so swiftly, that her wings did all they could to help speed her gallop to the unicorn that held the folder high above Autumn’s reach with his telekinesis.
>“Aye, Tango, Go long!” He yelled at the other unicorn, proceeding to give an arcing toss to make sure it was well out of Breezes’ grasp.
>“I got it, I got it!” He makes the catch with his fore hooves, but uses his magic to hover the book above his head.
>“You’re all making a mistake!” She sobbed, unable to hold back her waterworks from before, and displaying utter dread at the loss of more than just her sketchbook. “You have to believe me! She won’t stop at me!” She planted her hooves and turned so fast that the gravel flew unintentionally into Lit’s face as she made a break for Swift. “Nothing will stop her. Not Cheerilee. Not your parents. Not even the prin-”
>Before she could conclude her cryptic forecast, the binder was sailing through the air once again.
>As soon as the pad flew over her sight, she focused all her attention on her encased qualms and followed it as gravity pulled it closer to her.

>>29903057
>Before she could make a leap to snatch it, the petite mare ran into a Boulder that forced her to fall on her back.
“Well-well, what do we have here?” The colt coolly brushes his navy blue, ducktail, mane back, snickering as he started to flip some of the pages.
>Shaking away the dizziness from the impact, she witnessed the ultimate grave mistake.
>Her eyes dilated into near nothingness as she tried to spring up to seize the notepad away.
>“BOULDER, DON’T!!!” She screeched in immeasurable horror, as the other two colts shot in to hold her away from the earth colt.
>Heft nonchalantly walked away, flipping pages as he trotted from the filly that was flinging her arms from the two unicorns who were struggling to hold back a very determined pegasus.
>“Boulder…p-p-please…” She gave her final yelps to pray that he avoids something she would never wish on her worst enemy.
“Does Lee really think you have talent?” He smirks in disbelief, flipping through every page and ripping some out to toss on the soil. “These drawings are crude as buuu-ACK!” He shrieked lunging back away from the notebook he impulsively tossed away out of primal reflex.
>The open page rested on the shingled roadway, hosting an image of the joke he’s no longer laughing at.
>Autumn Breeze increasingly lowers her head to the ground, ogling appallingly into the road and speaking to nopony in particular.
>“What have you done?” She sternly muttered.
>Boulder remained stationed, staring like a zombie at the page that stares back.
>“Hey, Heft, is everything alright?” Tango said with a bit of concern, oblivious to the fact he wasn’t holding down the filly who hasn’t tried to escape anymore.
>He still stands motionless, with only the movements of his lunges to provide evidence that he hasn’t died of fight yet.

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>>29903072
>As for the perception of the bully, his peripheral vision of Equestira has faded to black.
>The birds that chirped and the wind that speaks fall deathly ill.
>What remained for him to encompass was a piece of paper that detained the figure of a primordial sin.
>His blood began to rise to unprecedented pressures, as beads of sweat slithered down his brow.
>Hefty Bolder was at the mercy of a canvas that he couldn’t help but observe with two orbs of scrutiny.
>There she was glaring back; an amorphous form of a shadowy figure composed of the nightmares, of nightmares.
>Glittered with a multitude of ferocious dagger encrusted grins, and eyes that can peer through a mortals hide and soul, the creature was something that should’ve never fled the lowest depths of Tartarus.
>The only thing remotely Equestrian about it was the head the rested on top of the black mass, and even then it exhibited no signs of familiarity.
>There she was, smiling from ear to ear with a beam of hellish purposes.
>Decorated with similar sharp fangs, the creature supported two devilish, pointed, ears and a long black mane of messy disobedience.
>But that wasn’t close to being the worst feature.
>Her eyes…her eyes were hypnotic as they were wicked.
>They were impossible to describe without anypony having the chance to see them for themselves, but once a pony locks on to those infernal oculi, they will do all in their power to try and take hold of that prey.
>And for her next victim, they will try to constrict him.
>They will try to speak to him.
>“Boulder…Oh, Boulder…Can you hear me?” A malicious and supernatural whisper called out, piercing through his ears and heart. “Boulder…Oh, Boulder…Do you fear me?”

>>29903088
>The colts legs turn it jelly and his demeanor is bursting with apprehension , for all the young stallion could do was gasp for thin air.
>“Boulder…?” A choir of tongues ask from different ends of the frequency spectrum.
>The child’s head thumps with the deep and rapid drum beats of his heart, begging to thrust and rip a hole through his chest.
>”Boulder…!” The voices ferocity increases, demanding for the earth ponies devotion.
>Unknowing to the colt who’s seconds from collapsing, the black world around him shifts and sprouts numerous masses of shadowy tendrils, making their malicious move inches away from their new host.
>BOULDER!!!” Fuse cries in desperation, violently shaking his friend from the spellbinding trance.
“AAAAHHHH!!!” Heft screeches out in a high feminine pitch, falling to his back and letting his school supplies scatter on the ground.
>“Whoa-whoa easy, Heft! We’re just making sure you’re-”
“Please, don’t hurt me!” He whimpers turning away, from Fuse, and using a foreleg to shield himself.
>“Heft, I would never…what in Tartarus happened?” The unicorn asks worriedly about his health, but shifts his concern to a smug grin. “Did…you get scared of her book?”
>Boulder’s irises dilate into pinpoints, but he instantly jumps back to his hooves to assert his dominance.
“No, Dim-Lit, I was just…curious on how, Autumn, could make such a horrible piece of dung.” He reassures himself, brushing the dirt from his coat and mane.
>“For five minutes?” Tango arrogantly questions.
>He’s eyes retract again, with beads of sweat falling from his face, but quickly composes himself to grab the binder from the floor.
“What is your problem, Autumn?” He sternly demands, trotting with fury in every hoofstep to Breeze. “Do you have some sick fantasy of worshiping demons, or Tirek, or Celestia knows what else?”

>>29903116
>The silent pegasus keep eye contact with the ground, restfully shaking her head in disapproval.
“Then explain why it’s riddled with words like ‘Friends Forever” or ‘Never Alone’! Seriously what in-”
>“I didn’t write that….” She solemnly mumbled.
“Manitcore dung, you eccentric freak!” He antagonistically spat, throwing her spiral to the side and grabbing her with both forehooves to bring her in for physical interrogation.
>Her eyes remain glued to the floor.
“Answer me!” He hisses, moving his right hoof back for a hook to the defenseless filly.
>Breeze tilts her head back up with streams rolling down her cheek, but not because of the colts feeble physical attack.
>Staring back into his eyes with her own shaken irises, she was genuinely afraid of what’s going to happen to the impetuous fool.
>And he can see it too.
>For a moment, Boulder, begins to loosen his grip on the mare, rising his brow and lowering jaw to give off a face peppered with distress.
>It didn’t last too much longer.
“Well?!” He demands back in his previous poster.
>“Hey, H-heft, just leave her alone and let it go. We might get into-”
“Buck Off, Tango!” He yells at the wary unicorn, but turns back to his soon to be punching bag.
>Breeze just continues to stare back, frightened but unfazed by Heft’s threats.
>“Uhhhhh-oh.” Both unicorns whimpered backing away slowly from the quarrel.
>Bolder jerks back to see what could be so important.
>“Whaaaa…ooooh” He groans, switching away from his belligerent mentality.
>Standing only a couple of feet away was an all too familiar mare seething with rage from head to hoof.
>She heavily trots to the three instigators of this squabble, bringing forth the rage from a semester’s worth of unanswered disobedience.

>>29877396
...How would she work?...
When you make out with her...her saliva is like sprite or something?...

>>29903167
>“Boulder…” She snorts in a fuming posture. “I have put up with you, Mr. Tango, and Mr. Fuse’s balderdash every day for the last year, and I have done my best to be patient with your insubordination to let it slide every now and then….But this!...This is the final straw!”
“It’s not what you-”
>“Save it! Not. Another. Peep!” She growls with the might of a thousand timberwolves. “What compels you to not only attack your fellow student, but go out of your way to hurt somepony who has had anything but a good day, is beyond me. You can’t even begin to comprehend how ashamed and angry I am in all of you. What do you have to say for yourselves?”
>Averting his eyes from the outraged earth mare, the golden colt tries to find any excuse to get out of her fiendish oral clench.
>Once he saw that atrocious notepad, he found his ammunition.
“It was her drawing!” He persuaded through his deceitful teeth. “She tried to show us the Bogeymare, and-”
>“Do you honestly take me for a fool, Boulder?” She narrows her eyes and his imprudence. “This young mare has done nothing but shown respect in my classroom since the day she moved here. I’ve seen it with my eyes, and I've heard it from the mouths of my more obedient students. So cut the crap and just…”
>Before she could rain a hurricane of rhetorical discipline to the boys, her gaze notices the young filly who slouches on the side of the road, fully seeing that she’s in a physical and mental state of sadness.
>Ms. Cheerilee decides to take a deep breath and glide a forehoof to the side, using her characteristic means of cooling her frustrations.

>>29903194
>“Just…pick up your things and go home, now.” She uses a hoof to massage her forehead and temper, but moves in to give her ultimate warning. “We will not speak of this any further, and I will notify each of your parents the moment I see them, but so help me if I EVER see you attack another student again…you will be seeking refuge with Celestia when I’m done with you. Do I make myself clear?”
>“Yes-em” They mutter in an inaudible and careless tone.
>“Boys!!!”
>“Yes ma’am!” They stood up straight swapping to an affirmative answer.
>“Good.” She resolutely asserts, but then trots her way to console the damaged filly. “Sweetie, is everything alright? Are you hurt?”
>She shakes her head softly to let her compassionate teacher know she’s dishonestly ok.
>“Do you need me to take you home?”
>“I’ll be fine, I promise.” She gingerly looks up to form a smile that’s almost impossible to recognize.
>“Ok, sweetie, I understand. If you need anything else from me, never hesitate to ask. Have a lovely day, Autumn.” She soothingly tells the young mare before angrily glaring back at the boys and shaking her head in disbelief as she trots back to continue her afternoon.
>Once the mare is out of hearing distance, Boulder gives a sigh of relief and begins to pick up his belongings.
>While stuffing his saddlebag with his possessions, he aggressively glares back at the filly who’s starting to rise back up to her hooves.
>“Hey man about all that-” Tango breaks the silence, walking over to his friend of a few years.
“It’s fine, forget about it.” He continues to load his bag with just about anything he could reach for, and focusing all of his attention to the little wretch.
>“Well do you need help?” Fuse asked joining next to the other unicorn.

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>>29903248
“Nah, I just need…time for myself. I’ll hit you guys up later; hopefully, before Lee tells Mom and Pops.” He cringes at his unfortunate future of punishment that makes dungeon time seem relaxing.
>Both reflect his same expression, but then nod as they both took their respective paths home.
>As he continues to stuff his sack, he couldn’t help but say a few more condescending words to Breeze.
“Well thanks for everything, Sneeze, we really appreciate all you did for us today. I hope you can go back to your Bogeymare and tell her all about your whimsical afternoon.
>The little filly just stood there feeding off an aura of emotions that could be easily felt by anypony who stood close by, but it wasn’t sorrow or agony like she shared earlier in the afternoon.
>Autumn was utterly placid, as she craned her head to steadily look up into the uncaring colt’s eyes.
>“I’ve seen that look before, the look you had when you stared into my notebook....It’s the same look…the same look I had when I glared deep into the mirror that the Bogeymare came from the first night she visited me in my home.” She said in a composed but eerie tenor, eyes completely blank from distress.
>She trots only a foot away to give insight on the future Hefty Boulder chose.
> “You know she’s real, and…and she’s coming for you.” She whispers as tears fall, knowing what lies in wait for the earth colt.
>Autumn turns back and walks to the side of the road cleaning her visible mourning and taking a seat to find any kind of resolve from this disaster.
“Ughh…freak.” He grumbled as he tossed his saddlebag over his back and made short journey home, oblivious to the notebook he took that the young mare held dear.
>A notebook holding the drawing of a demonic entity whose grin started to grow ever so slightly.

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>>29903284
And that's it for the opening. Here's the pbin:
https://pastebin.com/Znq45gDL
and I'll be sure to look over it soon to fix the many inevitable mistakes I made.

So yeah, I decided to go ahead and post this long one shot in different increments since it would've taken forever for me to finish the story in one go, and since a lot of other writers are posting green, I though I'd contribute to the resurgence in any little way. Idk when the next update will be cause life's about to get a little shakey for me in the coming weeks, but if I have anytime for pony, this will be my sole focus. I'm gonna chill on the doodles and focus on the green since this is what the thread desperately needs if it wants to get anywhere near it's formal glory! Plus it gives me sometime to play with Bogeymare, the creature I had such a fascination with when she first was thought up awhile back, and I couldn't let the opportunity slide past me. Till next time.

>>29882518
Aye, my bad for the late reply, but yeah naming characters is a fucking nightmare for me man. It's cause when I think of a name, I usually have a story or an idea to help me choose one, but alas I only quickly designed the scarecrow mare. Thanx for the suggestions, I really dig Stitches, Carol Crow, and Raggedy Anne!

>>29903361
I'll read and review this impressive amount of story in the morning, but for now I can say this, that is one cute ass horse.

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>>29903361
I approve

>>29903361
Call me hooked. Eagerly awaiting more!
>And you know she's coming for you
Gave me the creeps

>>29903361
Nice work, really diggin' the creepy vibe in the setup. Watching to see where this one goes.

>>29902746
Me too. Too bad the few stories we ever got never really went anywhere.

>>29902163
>Unrelated: Should I name-fag?
It's convenient to be able to tell quickly which posts belong to which story.

>>29903361
Hmm interesting!

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Arise from the depths.

>>29905203

And now I want to cuddle a pony sea monster waifu. Thanks, another fetish I didn't know I had.

Hey /swt/, its been ages since i visited.
Did the writefag of the symbiote pone story ever come back after being medicated in a soulles husk? i realy liked that stroy.

>>29905810

>tfw society regards creativity as an aberration and medicates you into a soulless husk
>"Now behave yourself and go get a real job like a good little citizen."

>>29905999
green is not a creative color.

>>29906054
>still more creative than black which isn't even a color

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>>29901897
This thing. She could jerk you off with her neck. That has to be quite the experience.

>>29906674
Is she a snek or just a very long-necked pony?

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Apropos of nothing, I just have my lava lamp running next to my computer today.

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>>29906717
A rokurokubi, apparently.
Drawn by Badumsquish.
Who else?

>>29903361
Very interesting. Can't wait to see where this goes.

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does nazi hoers count as strange?

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More Apocalypse Pony when?

https://youtu.be/FIY41LrvMFQ

>>29907733

SOONish

>>29907704
Please stay in your own General.
/pol/ prick waving is what killed this thread last time.

>>29902545
Aight. I'll have something soonish. Also, I will have to make a paste bin.

>>29902163

>You reach the bottom of the stair case without saying anything.
>Pesty walks ahead of you and leans on a wall.
>She proceeds to take off her helmet. Through which you have only been able to see her mouth.
>God the smell, like rotting potatoes mixed with four-day-old road-kill.
>Well at least you know what she actually looks like now.
>Under the armor is a sickly-green unicorn with a puss-yellow, frazzled mane with random, reddish strands.
>She also looks like she never sleeps.
>Seriously, her eyes are creepy bloodshot.
>She smiles and cackles once again
"You shoulda seen the look on your face! FYI if we actually did attempt any form of sexual activity, you would probably die of ebolaids in less than an hour."
>You are glad she was just joking. You open your mouth.
"Ebolaids you say?"
>Pesty giggles in a way that would give you diabetus if she didn't terrify you.
"Yeah, it was a real piece of handy work on my part. I devised it to rapidly kill a royal family on another world that was coming to an end. An unfortunate factor held it back though."
>You nod to show that you are listening and kind of interested.
"It killed way too fast for its own good. As for why you would catch it if we fucked, that is a long story. k?"
>You walk to and open the first door on the right and reply
"Well we have some time if you were right earlier."
>she quirks an eyebrow.
"You give a fuck? The others regularly tune me out by this point."
>Anything to pass the time and hopefully distract her from putting centipedes where they don't belong.
"Sure"
>You open the door and enter the booze room.
>She follows you in and begins her story.
"So, it began with this bet with War. She said that I couldn't use my super virus to wipe out an entire state of people."
>You begin smelling samples as to find the strongest alcohol as death requested.
>You continue listen whilst doing your work.

Uhhh..... Bump in hopes of later content I suppose.

>>29909044
Can't wait for the next update

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>Mave is suddenly very large due to meme magic
>She wasn't inside you when it happened, thankfully
>You never let her inside you and force her out if she ever snuck in
>Now you are scared
>Mave is smiling at you creepily
>"Hey Anon, I just realized something."
"What?"
>"I finally know why you never let me in your stomach."
"Stop this right n-"
>"Just like me, you're a stomach parasite and you didn't want to harm me. Well you're in luck, even though I live in stomachs, I can hold a parasite safely!"
"Mave! Stop this shit!"
>"No I get it, you don't have to be embarassed. I see your dry skin and your squinty eyes, it must've been so hard to live in the outside world for so long."
>You turn tail and begin running, not just any run, the autistic Naruto sprint
>Mave slowly walks after you, keeping up
>"You don't need to worry, Anon. I'm more than happy to host you, and when I get bsck to my normal size we can both share a pony's belly comfortably."
>Almost. To. Town.
>Legs burning
>Keep running Anon
>"You in my belly, me in a pony's, we'll be like those nesting dolls!"
>Mave's long tongue whips out and wraps your leg, dragging you towards her
>"We're gobba be tho happy togedder!" she mumbled with her tongue out
>The meme magic is wearing off and Mave is diminishing again
>Because she's got you, you're shrinking with her
>You desperately try to kick her tongue off but her relative size gives her so much strength over you
>The grass rises over your head as she returns to her normal size, leaving you hardly taller than a pebble, many of which surrounded you
>Mave finally pulled your miniscule body into her mouth
"I'm not a stomach parasite! Let me g-"
>Her mouth sealed shut around you, tongue forcing you to the back of her throat and down her neck
>Unfortunately you crumpled up and were forced to fold as she swallowed you
>You slipped into absolute darkness into a space the size of a relatively large sleeping bag
>You should've killed Mave right when you met her

>>29909616
>tapeworm reverse vore
Well. This is gonna make my dreams weird tonight.

>>29909616
>Twilight sees it happen
>About to freak out and start shouting at her
>She explains that this is what you actually want
>Twilight knows you aren't a parasite though, so she casts a spell that lets you absorb oxygen and nutrients through your skin

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>>29903401
Kickass, I'm always stoked to hear some kind of analysis of my work, and thanks, mang.

>>29903447
>>29904295
>>29907203
Thanks, fellerz, I'm glad I could catch your initial appeal.

>>29903454
>>29903503
That's reassuring to hear! I'm definitely hoping when it's all said in done I can achieve making this tale an eerie one, as opposed to my other stories that are mostly focused on trying to be silly and cute.

>>29902545
>>29903632
Y'all raise a good point. Next update, I'll be sure to slap on an unoriginal namefagtag.

>>29909044
Always getting into these wild circumstances beyond his control.
Who else but Anon? Good stuff mate, I'm looking forward to this story, and the different attributes and personalities of each apoca-pone.

>>29901897
I've probably mentioned it before, but it still would have to be a kaiju pone, preferably with the attitude similar to Orchid in terms of being beyond sweet, and it would be more of a daughteru relationship. Just the idea of raising something that's known for being a city eraser and transforming them into a something that wouldn't want to hurt a hair on your head is too fucking adorable for me. Also getting the chance to raise them from a young age to bond and grow(figuratively and literally in her case) together, and go on wacky harmless adventures reminds me too much of pic related, seriously who didn't want a fucking giant robot friend after seeing that movie, which also shares the idea of what you may be on the outside doesn't define who you really are. Though given the scenario, it wouldn't be very practical to have a colossal sea pony in the real world cause their purpose is really to fight other monsters and can't say I've seen one recently. Other than maybe saving stranded ships, and governments/militaries trying to either get rid off or use her, it's probably better that she isn't real...

>>29901897
>If you could be any type of strange waifu, which would you choose?
Diamond Dog.

>Alternatively, if you could have one and only one strange waifu, what kind/which one would it be?
Symbiote. She'd be with me all the time, and I wouldn't have to worry about clothes anymore.

>>29909616
I think I prefer Mave small and cute, and if she wants to, in my stomach.

>>29912424
She's definitely better off small and cute.
Sadly, I am far too fond of spicy food for her tastes.

>>29912652
I'm sure she'd acquire the taste for chili after a while.

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>>29912964
And habañeros?

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>>29910362
>Mave tells Twilight that you were actually a stomach parasite too
>Twilight believes her, seems happy about it too
>"Well, I'm glad you were able to accomodate Anon. It makes so much sense now, his house was always dark and he burned in the sun, also his skin was always kind of dry."
>You slowly beginning to suffocate inside of the Alp-luachra when a field of purple washes over you
>Suddenly you're standing on a brown plain of land, Mave standing over you, Twilight's face encompassing the sky above that
>You squint at the sudden change in light and look around
>"It looks like he was comfortable in there." Mave said
>"I don't know if he could breathe, give me a second."
>You stand up, disoriented
>Mave crouches down by you, she's easily the size of a house
>"You sure?"
>A flash of magic shines on you like a lavender spotlight
>"There! He should be just fine now." Twilight's omnipresent voice reverberated from all sides
>It felt hard to breathe, like your throat was constricting
>"You'd better get him back in you, Mave. He looks a little rough out in the open."
>You couldn't seem to catch a breath, much less run
>Mave was suddenly upon you
>You tried to run but your muscles seized up and you were left on the ground wheezing
>You had the athleticism of a jew
>Mave's shadow blocked the light as her tongue wrapped around your ankles and pulled you into her mouth again
>You grabbed onto one of her small teeth but Mave tilted her head back and you couldn't hold on for very long
>Once you'd re-entered your original confinement in her belly, you were able to breathe normally
>Fucking Twilight
"REEEEE!" you screeched in your unending rage
>You remember the first time you met Mave and regret not crushing her in your hand
>You remained unaware of the fact that Mave was now climbing into Twilight's mouth for safekeeping, and that your inescapable prison was no inside of another inescapable prison

>>29913271
Stop please.

>>29913262
Isn't that a type of chili?

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This (pic related) is actually my favorite Badumsquish OC. There definitely needs to be more of her.

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>>29913327
It's a tasty hot pepper.

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>>29913341
For those not aware, she's a tentacle monster who conceals herself inside of a pony suit.

>>29913306
This

>>29913369
I think I saw her in his recent all-waifu pic.

>>29877396
I love soda ponies, shake them up and watch them inflate, or just add pop rocks.

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>>29913306
>>29913458
Make me, fags. I can write all the strange waifu vore I want and you can only sit there and cry like a little bitch.

>>29913608
No need to be rude when they were so polite about it.

>>29913608
Let me inside your head, I'll show you what a bitch looks like. You will scream with the torment of a centillion lost REEEs.

>>29913341
>>29913369
Shes a cutie.

>>29913608
Personally, I've been enjoying it.

>>29913608
Nevermind those fags, that's good stuff. Only made better because someone's bitching about it

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>>29913608
>"You know, hostility is like a psychic boomerang, man."

>>29913608
I just wish your writing topic wasn't literally about my worst nightmare except double. Could you at least namefag?

>>29914871
Hmm, maybe I had better hold my tatzlpony story as well...

>>29914883
I mean, if other anons want vore don't let me stop you, just give me a way to avoid it.

>>29914883
If it's cutesy and consensual then do it, what I'm not okay with is being doomed to slowly die in somethings stomach.

>>29915198
So you'd rather be thoroughly chewed first?

>>29915320
Yeah. It would be way faster than slowly melting in acid or agonizingly slow suffocation.

Drinking. Writing.

>>29915198
I think that tatzlponies have a second stomach specifically for holding people/ponies they like safely inside their bodies. I'm pretty sure tatzlponies were initially created to satisfy a soft vore fetish.

>>29915810
Correct. In the case of Goldilocks, she can also use it to read the minds of other beings (advanced telepathy) and some limited healing ability.

I was intrigued by the question of what advantage tatzlponies would gain from ingesting other organisms without digesting them.

>>29914871
Okay! I'll namefag as 'Anonymous'!

>>29916075
Namefag as Anonimous

>>29915810
OP of this started it: https://derpibooru.org/577077

He claims he was drunk: https://derpibooru.org/829038#comment_3336896

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>>29913271
>Hours passed by with you in pitch black darkness within Mave
>No amount of force you could exert would get you back up into her throat
>In a fit of desperation, you even tried the other way out
>You managed to get partially into her small intestine before the stomach's muscles forced you back up into her gut
>There wasn't much room to move around
>Twilight's spell protected you, but not your clothes, they'd fallen to shreds and dissolved
>Yet somehow you remain
"Mave! Get me out of here you stupid bitch!" you'd shout and pound on the walls
>You don't even think she could hear you
>As time passed in darkness, your sleep cycle changed
>You spent more time asleep than awake
>Your waking moments were spent staring into darkness
>Which made you fall asleep again
>After time had begun to lose meaning, you were shaken inside Mave
>You heard faint sounds, like cannon blasts to your now-sensitive ears
>Suddenly Mave's gut contracted and you were forced out of her mouth and onto a familiar brown surface
>It was freezing out here!
>You could barely open your eyes, the bright light above was blinding
>Mave and Twilight tried to talk to you, but their voices deafened you
>Just as you managed to get adjusted to the light, Mave was coming back at you
>"It looks like he adjusted back to being a stomach parasite easily enough. But this reaction to the external world tells me he probably doesn't ever leave his host."
>"Don't worry, Twilight, I can keep him permanently."
>"I was thinking I could probably keep you both, it must be awfully lonely in the dark."
>You manage to stand up
"No more! Stop this shit Twilight!"
>Twilight doesn't seem to notice
>"What if you made him a little bit bigger, we could be like roommates!"
>Twilight smiled
>"That's a good idea, Mave!"
>You collapse back onto the ground
>There was no escape from this shit
>You should've killed Mave when you had the chance
>Twilight's magic shown down on you brightly as the world around you began to shrink

>>29916453
None of this makes any sense. I don't think Twilight or Mave would be dumb enough to believe that he's a stomach parasite despite his body clearly being built around terrestrial movement and the like. If you want to get Mave and Anon together in Twilight's stomach, there are better ways to do it than this weird, forcible endo-imprisonment. Maybe Mave could be Anon's waifu, and Twilight wants to help them out? She could shrink Anon down to Mave's size and swallow them both so that they can cuddle/lewd together inside of her as she goes about her daily routine.

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>>29916588
>Twilight
>Smart

>>29916655
>Dumb frogposter
You realize that image basically undermines and invalidates anything posted along with it, don't you?

Well this thread went downhill quick.

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I love how this looks so cutsey and innocent but its a FUCKING LIVING CONDOM

>>29916709
They always do once /pol/ turns up.

>>29887768
> You use a special bio-router to connect the Changeling Hivemind to the Internet
> They cannot handle all the porn and autism at the same time.

>>29899602
Mentos for a good time

>>29917077
>implying the hivemind doesn't contain concentrated ultra-autism that makes Chris-chan look like a normal person by comparison

>tfw no qt geeky changeling gf

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So if this is the Strange Waifu thread, can stories about thingpone go in here too?

>>29917816
Sure.

>>29917816
She's more than welcome. Few things stranger to waifu than the thing itself.

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>>29918041
How strange do you wanna go?
Are you man enough to waifu Elis?
(Rule 63 Discord, for those wondering)

>>29918732
*Eris.

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>>29918732
Nah. I prefer snek horses. Eris is pretty good too, tho

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>>29916453
>Now at roughly the same size as Mave, she leapt onto you, wrapping her tail around you
>"Anon!" she squealed, leaning in, "You're mine forever now." she whispered into your ear
>With another horrific swallow from Twilight, you and Mave are both in a dark, humid environment
>You couldn't see shit
>"Hey Anon?"
"Mave? That you?"
>"Yeah."
>You reach out towards her voice
"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!"
>You grab her neck and try to choke Mave out but she's a fighter
>The ensuing brawl ended in a draw
>"Hey Anon?"
>You don't answer her
>"You know, us alp-luachras are some of the smartest creatures ever."
"Shut the fuck up, Mave."
>"I've always liked you, Anon. But you were huge, it'd never work between us."
>Silence
>"But look at us now, you're my size, and you're not getting away from me anytime soon."
"What's the next step of your master plan?"
>"Well, you can love me or I can leave. You're not able to navigate Twilight's body, I am. But if you really don't want to give me a chance, I can leave."
>You try to move away from her
>"I can leave and you'll be stuck here for good. An interesting thing about alp-luachras is that they secrete enzymes that affect memory so that hosts forget they ate one. Twilight might not remember what happened to me, and by proxy, you."
"Mave what the hell are you doing?"
>"So are you going to give me a chance?"
"Was this your plan all along?"
>"For a bit, yes. So what is it? Happy Mave waifu or endless darkness and isolation inside Twilight?"

>>29919129
This is a strange WAIFU general my man.

>>29919129
>take alp-luachra waifu
>have sex

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>>29919129
You know, relationship by coercion is never pretty.

>>29919129
>and this it's how hate sex came to be
Does this count as yandere?

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So what if Anon appeared in Equestria as a kid and got to grow up with Tatzlbloom and one night it escalated?

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>>29919553
>Tatzlbloom lick's peabut butter off of anon's balls.
Pretty crazy stuff right there, I hope they don't mess Granny Smith's applesauce though.

>>29919553

Too adorable not to write.

>The note simply read, "Hey Anon! Bet ya can't find me!"
>It had been signed with a cartoonish self-portrait, leaving no doubt as to the identity of its author.
>That would be your long-time friend Applebloom, hiding somewhere and challenging you.
>As the years had passed and you'd both grown, work had pulled you both in different directions.
>Admittedly you haven't played together nearly as often as you used to.
>So even though it's nearing the end of a long day, you find yourself excited by the prospect of a game of hide-and-seek with your childhood playmate.
>In fact, you think you have a pretty good idea of where to find her.
"Alright Applebloom, game on!"
>Stuffing the note in the back pocket of your jeans, you make a beeline, insofar as intervening trees permit, toward one of the remoter corners of Sweet Apple Acres.
>It had always been kinda Applebloom's secret spot.
>She liked to come out here by the river, and relax under the big tree, or just lie in the soft grass at night and count stars.
>She had showed you her special spot a few years back, on the strict condition that you should never ever tell anyone about it.
>She had made you Pinkie Promise, in fact.
>It's a good little hike, but the cool breeze and sunshine combine to dry off the sweat by the time you arrive near the stream.
>No obvious sign of Applebloom, although as you approach the tree you could swear you hear a suppressed giggle.
>Ah-hah.
>You walk deliberately under a large overhanging bough, making a show of looking around.
"Oh where, oh where could Applebloom be?"
>This produces another giggle, and you sidestep just as she drops from the stout branch in front of you.
>"Shoot! I thought I had you for sure that time!"
"Takes more than that to snowball me, Bloom."
>Her face lights up with delight, as her thick, crested tail thrashes the tall grass behind her.
>"I'm so glad you came!"
"How could I refuse an invitation like that?"

>>29919640

>Applebloom rears up on her hind legs, putting her muzzle (you notice for the first time) almost exactly on the same level as yours, and wraps her fore hooves around your shoulders in a joyous hug.
>Even though she nearly forces all the air out of your lungs, you wrap your arms around her barrel and return the hug, playfully lifting her off the ground.
>She squeaks in surprise and her tail instinctively wraps around your thigh.
>"Wow, you're getting strong!"
>You'd reply if you could breathe.
>She unwraps her tail and you set her down, taking a few breaths after she releases her hold on you.
>Her face shows her growing maturity, and she's even picked up a few freckles like her elder sister.
>You have already learned the hard way not to tease her about the freckles though.
"So what's on your mind, Bloom?"
>A slight flush crosses her cheeks and she looks away, towards the river.
>"What makes ya think there's something on my mind, Anon?"
"Well, we ain't been out to your thinking spot in a while, so I kinda gathered you had something to think about."
>She fidgets. It's adorable.
>She turns back to you with a smile.
>"M-m-m-maybe, but how 'bout a swim first?"
>Hot, sweaty day working on the farm? Check.
>Cool off with a dip in the river with your best friend?
>Oh, yes please.
"You're on, Bloom!"
>You immediately strip off your shirt and run towards the water.
"RACE YA!"
>"Hey, no fair!"
>The young tatzlpony immediately gives chase.
>She usually wins these races, because she's a lot faster than you, and you have the impediment of having to remove your clothes.
>But as you reach the water's edge and pull off your jeans, you have yet to hear the telltale splash of Applebloom's inevitable victory.
>You leave your comfy boxers on, more to save time than anything else, and jump in.
>The water is chilled, and it feels wonderful.
>You turn to see your friend watching you from the water's edge, a listing blush visible on her cheeks.

Captcha: swimming pool

>>29919742

>You break the spell by splashing some water at her.
"What, did you just feel like letting me win today?"
>"Uh... yeah. You win, nice job Anon!"
>With that she runs into the water, splashing everywhere, particularly all over you.
>You retaliate in kind, both of you laughing as the day's cares evaporate in the face of a playful splash fight.
>She closes the distance between you and dunks you.
>You surge to the surface, sputtering from the shock of being immersed in the chilly river.
"NOW you're gonna GET IT!"
>Applebloom squeals in mock distress as you bodily pick her up and carry her towards the middle of the river.
>You can't drop her in though, she has too tight a hold on you.
>"Now what?" she says playfully.
>You give her a big stupid grin and fall over, dunking yourself and her completely.
>A short while later, excess energy burned off, you both lie on the grass to let the sun's waning rays dry you off before the cool evening sets in.
>You roll on your side, facing her.
"So what did you want to talk about?"
>After a moment's hesitation, she rolls towards you.
>"You're going away soon, aren't you?"
>You were, and the thought resurfaces and makes you frown.
>Princess Twilight Sparkle had recognized that you had a quick mind and an aptitude for arcane knowledge that few ponies did.
>So she had pulled some strings to secure you a spot at the Royal Academy of Natural and Revealed Sciences.
>It's a fantastic opportunity and you're thrilled about it.
>The only problem, as far as Applebloom is concerned anyhow, is that it's in Canterlot.
"Well, not until after the summer."
>To your surprise, Appleblooom's eyes mist up, and she reaches out one of her hooves to your chest.
>"Do you have to go?"
>You're not dense. You see where this conversation is going and you immediately move to allay her fears.
>You reach out a hand to her head, giving her a scratch behind the ear.
>She closes her eyes and sighs at your touch, the bares hint of a tear escaping.

>>29919923

"Hey, Bloom, it's not forever, and I'll come back to visit on breaks..."
>Now she's sniffling, and she wraps her fore hooves around your arm and pulls it to her in a fierce hug, squeezing her eyes shut.
>Dammit. This hurts your heart.
"...and you can always come and visit whenever you want-"
>"I don't want you to go!"
>And she breaks into a full-blown cry.
>Further speaking wouldn't help at this point, so you change comforting tactics.
>You wrap your arms around her and draw her into a gentle hug.
>The apple floral scent of her mane fills your nostrils, and you can feel her hot, stinging tears against your bare chest.
"Oh Applebloom, where's all this coming from all of a sudd-OOF!"
>Without warning, her fore hooves slide around your torso and return the hug fiercely.
>One of her rear legs slides over your thigh and hooks around your butt, pulling you closer to her still.
>And, just to make the point, her tail wraps so tightly around your leg that you almost fear for your circulation being impeded.
>I don't want you to go!" she repeats.
>Nothing for it now but to just hold on.
>Of course you want to comfort your friend.
>However, a part of you becomes gradually aware that you're nearly naked, with a fully naked female clinging onto you with every limb she has at her disposal.
>C'mon, boner, don't make this weird.
>Cue awkward boner.
>Thanks a lot.
>You desperately wish it would stop, since at this range Applebloom, distraught or not, could hardly fail to notice.
>The way she's pressed up against you, it's honestly surprising that she hasn't noticed already.
>And that thought just made it worse.
>You don't dare push her off of you, since you worry how she might interpret that.
>So you desperately settle for just hoping that she doesn't notice.
>"Do I have to spell it out for you, dummy?" She snuffles into your chest.
>She pulls her head back so she can look you in the eyes, her eyes still bright with tears.

>>29920185

>"I like you Anon."
>You swallow, knowing where this is probably going.
>"And I mean not just as a friend..."
>You'd grown up together, you were practically her brother, if the difference in species didn't make it obvious that you weren't.
>"I like-like you."
>And that's just made it worse still.
>Please don't notice it, please don't notice it...
>Applebloom blinks to clear the tears from her eyes.
>"And I can't just let you run off to Canterlot without knowing... without knowing whether you feel the same about...what the hay?"
>Applebloom looks down between you.
>Oh. Shit.
>Inexperienced you both may be, but ignorant, you ain't.
>Applebloom refocuses her attention on your face, the thrill of discovery plainly evident in her expression.
>"YOU DO FEEL THE SAME WAY ABOUT ME!"
>At this range you are nearly deafened by her shout.
>And before you can either confirm or deny, she pulls you into your first kiss.
>A thousand feelings clamor for attention in your mind in that instant, as literally every single nerve-end in your body lights up and your heart goes into overdrive.
>They drown out the ordinary sensations, such as how lip-mashingly, teeth-clashingly awkward this first-ever expression of intimacy is.
>Or how Applebloom's warm belly is wriggling against you.
>After what seems like ages, Applebloom breaks the kiss, self-consciously wiping a bit of drool away from the corner of her mouth.
>"I knew it," she says, her voice shaking, "I love you!"
>Her eyes fix on yours, her voice becoming uncertain.
>"Do you..."
>She's unable to finish her sentence, but she really doesn't need to.
>It's certainly not the first time that the idea had occurred to you.
>Since a very early age you'd spent the best hours of your life in her company.
>A part of you had always hoped that you would spend the rest of your lives together.
>A part of you was worried what would change.
>And another part of you was worried that her sister might kill you.

>>29920391

>Well, not exactly.
>Applejack was perfectly capable of seeing beyond the end of her nose, and about a month ago, she had pulled you aside in the barn to talk about it.
>You had thought you were in deep trouble, but her talk was surprisingly supportive.
>Albeit laced with dire warnings that should you ever hurt Applebloom or break her heart, there would be no place in the world where you would be safe from her wrath.
>She had also been kind enough to fill you in on a few unique facts about Tatzlponies, since she and her sister were the only ones in Ponyville.
>And it's all come to a head now.
>There is only one possible answer, both for you and for the sniffling young tatzlpony in your arms.
"What kind of a question is that, Applebloom? Of course I love you!"
>You punctuate your statement with a gentle kiss on the nose.
>With a squee of joy Applebloom darn near crushes you in an all-over body hug.
>You reflect that she's going to have to learn to control her expressions of affection before she does you an injury.
>She rolls on top of you and peppers your face with small kisses, her tail uncoiling from your leg, much to the relief of your foot which had begun to go to sleep.
>"I'm so happy!" (kiss) "Are you happy?" (kiss-kiss)
"If you'd let me breathe a bit I could be!"
>"Oh!" She relaxes her hold on you, though she stays where she is, spread out full-length atop you.
"Thanks."
>You take several deep breaths, just to make the point, earning you a laugh from Applebloom.
>The sunset has begun to paint the azure sky in streaks of orange.
>Applebloom's expression suddenly becomes serious.
>"Anon, you know... my sister and I ain't like other ponies."
"Yeah, I know. Neither am I, just so you know."
>Applebloom is apparently used enough to your smart-assery to ignore that remark.
>"Anon, when a Tatzlpony loves someone, we have a very special way of showing it."
>Applejack had told you as much, and you were wondering if she was going to bring that up.

>>29920532

"Yeah, I know. But Applebloom, I think I'm a little too large for you to-OW!"
>Applebloom, a vivd blush coloring her face, has punched you in the arm.
>"I know that dummy!"
>She lays her head down on your chest, and closes her eyes as she listens to the sound of your heartbeat.
>"What I'm saying is... would it be alright with you... could we just... pretend?"
>You look at her curiously, your own inquisitive nature coming to the fore.
"Um, not to be rude, but how exactly do we pretend... something like that?"
>Applebloom rolls off of you and into a sitting position.
>"I've actually given it a lot of thought, and I have an idea."
>You sit up as well.
"Oh?"
>Applebloom nods.
>"Do you trust me?"
"Always."
>And you mean it. You always have.
>A smile lights up her face.
>"Okay then. Just relax."
>You settle yourself back against the hillside, doing your best to relax in the face of recent events and the still-surging flood of endorphins in your head.
>Applebloom takes a couple of deep breaths, then picks up your hand with her hoof, guiding it to her muzzle.
>"Hold still now, " she says, smiling, her breath tickling the palm of your hand.
>She spreads your fingers, and places a tender kiss on the tip of each one in turn.
>Next, she opens her mouth, and one of her black, tentacle-like tongues emerges and wraps around your first two fingers, caressing your knuckles and then pulling them inside her mouth.
>She closes her lips over your fingers and suckles gently on them.
>Another of her tongues emerges now and begins to coil around your arm.
>It feels warm, soft and yet muscular, and just slightly moist.
>You'd seen her use her tongues before, of course, when she was cooking or playing with her toys.
>This was the first time you'd seen them applied to your person though, and a deeper part of your brain reacts in alarm, causing you to tense up.
>Applebloom feels your tension, and she gazes into your eyes in mute assurance that she would never, ever harm you.

>>29920718

>You swallow and nod in response, willing yourself to relax.
>The tongue has gotten just about to your elbow.
>Keeping her eyes fixed on yours, Applebloom opens her mouth wide.
>Wider than a normal pony, certainly - a unique feature of Tatzlpony anatomy.
>The muscular tongue around your arm tightens slightly as it pulls your arm into her mouth up to the wrist.
>You take a deep breath, willing yourself to remain calm as another pull drags more of your arm inside of her.
>You know you're not being eaten.
>This is, as both Applejack and now Applebloom have explained to you, something that Tatzlponies are driven by instinct to do.
>The inside of her mouth feels warm and soft - you can feel the pulse of her blood against your bare skin.
>Another tug, and she engulfs you up to the elbow, then two of her tongues slither up your upper arm to your shoulder.
>Deep inside her, you can feel a calming vibration in your hand, accompanied by a purring sound.
>Applebloom's skin is flushed, and you can feel her heartbeat quicken.
>You will yourself not to freak out.
>The tongues tighten around your shoulder, and more of your arm disappears insider her maw.
>Applebloom lets out a quiet moan, to your surprise, and pulls again.
>With a final tug, she has engulfed your arm up to the shoulder, her eyes fixed on yours she whole time.
>She shifts her position a bit to maintain her balance, and it's an interesting experience feeling her movement from inside her with your arm.
>All three of her tongues emerge now, and slither across your chest to the hollow of your neck.
>From there they diverge, each taking a different path to explore some part of your face.
>Given your earlier reaction, you are surprised at your ability to remain calm as the trio of black feelers roams over your ears, your eyes, your nose, and your mouth, gently probing, exploring.
>A thrill of feeling seems to emanate from them, wherever they touch, urging you to remain calm, and conveying affection.

>>29920886

>You feel her insides contract against your arm, gently, and Applebloom lets out a small, satisfied sigh.
>She kisses your shoulder, inasmuch as she is able to do so considering that her mouth is full of your shoulder.
>Then, with a regretful expression, she slowly disgorges your arm, retracting her tongues as she goes.
>You are somewhat surprised at how arousing you find all of this.
>All too soon, she reaches your hand, the muscles of your arm glistening from a thin coat of her saliva in the waning sunlight.
>She makes a show of suckling your fingers again, then finally releases you, with a shy smile.
>"I guess that's as far as that can go, until I hit my growth spurt."
>Tatzlponies mature later in life than regular ponies, but you know that probably within a few years, she will be large enough to swallow you whole.
>You're not sure if you're in a rush to experience that or not.
"Now what?"
>"Now's the pretend part," she replies, laying down next to you and wrapping all four of her hooves and her tail around you.
>She gets her self settled and kisses your ear, causing you to squirm.
"Hey, that tickles!"
>"Sshhh," she admonishes you, "You're inside of me now, you don't get to complain."
>You suspect that she's not done yet.
>A suspicion confirmed when her tongues stream slowly out of her mouth and around your neck, spreading out over your chest this time.
>Another tongue licks your ear.
>Well, this isn't one of her feelers, this is her actual tongue, wherein her facility of taste resides.
>"I feel better now, but I imagine you're feeling a little frustrated."
"Maybe..."
>A feeler begins to slither down your stomach, causing you to squirm again.
>That's another one of your ticklish spots.
>Just as you're beginning to wonder how long those feelers are, the one on your stomach slips beneath the waistband of your comfy, still-slightly-damp boxers.

>>29921057


>This inspires fear, wonder, and excitement all at once as the tip of her feeler probes blindly, until it comes upon the base of your still rock-hard member.
>And then, with surprising speed, it coils swiftly around you from the base all the way to the tip, clasping you in its warm, soft, undulating grasp.
>Inexperienced as you are in such matters, you suddenly seize up and spasm, every nerve end once more lighting up with a new, powerful sensation, and you blow your load.
>Applebloom's hooves and tail tighten their grip on you as you ride out your orgasm.
>"It's okay," she whispers reassuringly in your ear.
>You're not sure whether it's you or herself she's reassuring, as you begin to come down fro your peak.
"Wow."
>Applebloom responds with a soft giggle, and licks your ear again.
>You struggle to reassemble your thoughts from the four corners of your mind, whither they have been scattered by heretofore unknown sensations.
"Wow, I mean..."
>Applebloom withdraws her feelers, stroking your chest with her fore hoof, then listens to your heartbeat again and sighs.
>You turn to her and place a hand upon her head, gently stroking.
>You watch together as the last rays of the sun disappear, and the stars begin to come out.
>There's just one more elephant in the room, so to speak, for you to deal with.
"Applebloom, I can't imagine leaving you, ever, but I still want to go to school."
>She breaks into a gentle laugh, surprising you.
>"You know something? I'm okay with that. I know you'll come back to me. After all, you belong to me now."
>You turn to look at her, and see her eyes once more fixed on yours.
"I do?"
>"Mmm-hmm. Tatzlponies mate for life, you know."
"I see..."
>Hold on.
>Did she just decide, just like that, that you were married?"
>It takes only a moment's reflection to decide you you feel about that.
"That's cool. I'm a very lucky guy."
>"You bet you are!"

END

>>29921159

Pastry bun, if that sort of thing interests you...

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>>29919553
Heir-of-Rick draws the BEST tatzlponies.

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>FINALLY post green
>Thread dies
>mfw

>>29922961
He doesn't make them look gross, for one thing.

>>29923103
Well, it was the middle of the night. I'm gonna read it in a bit.

>>29921159
Cute story. More when?

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>>29925159
Oh my. Story when?

>>29925159
>lily hat
Top Cute

>>29926062
>Anon meets a Horse Pony
>She's just a wild horse
>He tries to talk to her, but she just wants to eat grass and poop
>When he tries to pet her mane, she bites his arm and runs away

>>29927549
>Horse Pony
Is that a non-sapient feral pony that just behaves like a regular horse?

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>>29927549
Not strange at all.
0/10, would not waifu.

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>>29921159
Just the kind of thing I wanted to see. Thanks again for the fantastic green Wino.

>>29927968
You are welcome.
Also bump, because the board is fast today.

>>29925159
Someone needs to write about this.

>>29929229

I might, but I am currently occupied scribbling other things, and don't want to get sidetracked.
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Oh what the hell...

>>29929760
Doing God's work.

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Donchu dye on meee!!!!

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>>29930741

>>29921159
Well that was quite cute.

>>29933707
>Ask giraffe to help you get something down from a high shelf.
>She puts it on the top shelf.
"What do you want from me?"
>Nevermind, ladders exist.

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>>29934142
>>29933707
>Giraffe Pony constantly gets made fun of for her height
>She's starting to get tired of it
>Anon happens to stumble into the same bookstore as her as she's looking for something to help her self-confidence
>He asks her to please grab a book for him that's just out of his reach
>She thinks he's making fun of her
>Decides after years of unending ridicule, she's finally going to stand up for herself
>By moving the book to a higher shelf
>TAKE THAT, SOCIETY!
>Anon calls her a bitch under his breath before trying to climb the shelf to get it, only to fall back down and break his back
>Giraffe Pony feels so guilty that she offers to take care of him until he gets better
>Now the socially awkward Giraffe is stuck with the person she made a terrible first impression immediately before rendering him bedridden for the next few weeks