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Drunk bat edition
Previous bag with chips >>29876093

>Bat Wiki:
http://batponies.wikia.com/wiki/Bat_Ponies_Wiki
>Writers pastebin:
http://pastebin.com/rfngWmsc
>Story Archive (Cloud):
http://derpy.me/BatStoryArchives
http://derpy.me/Bat_Pony_Stories
>Image Archive (Cloud):
http://derpy.me/BatPictures
http://derpy.me/cheeki_breeki (nsfw)
>Thread Archive
http://derpy.me/BatArchives
>keekeekee
http://batpon.comuv.com/kee
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>>30011679
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What bat would sell delicious ice creams to happy fillies and colts?
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>>30011912
Le epin maymay top meme'd
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Why is this general still a thing
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>>30011839
I'd sell them some of my iced cream if you know how I mix my frozen semen to sweet tasty ice cream for that extra fruitiness to gain some form of sexual interaction while making up a whole childhood worth of pent up emotions from being too beta to approach any girls after the first ever crush I asked out ridiculed me in front of the whole school along with a bunch of other girls which gave me a nice bundle of trust issues towards the opposite sex after similar experiences piled up, when in fact all I would need is a bat milf to tenderly tell me to stop.

Or just sell them regular ice cream since it's way easier and money is nice and happy fillies more rewarding on the long run
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>>30012008
>I mix my frozen semen
stopped reading there, go away you degenerate
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bat enjoys a good swim
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>>30012026
I like this sketch
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>>30012016
Request denied
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>>30012026
Plesioth bat
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>>30012081
SKREEE
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>>30012265
>flipper at tail
Cute and funny, and best yet looks just like a plessy, would get hip checked from across the screen and spend all my sonic bombs trying to get it out of the water where it's been swimming around for the last ten minutes, spamming water lazers
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PeachyxTulip or VelourxTulip?
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Are Leiffer and Fillyanon our only active writefags?
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>>30012950
Yes
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>>30012772
Peachy Velour
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>>30012772
More like TulipXBlueberry
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>>30013165
I like the sound of this
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>>30012772
I don't know, choosing one would leave the other filly sad
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>>30013430
Sometimes you have to break a few eggs to have some broken eggs
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>>30013631
:(
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What bat is for boops?
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>>30014723
all
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>>30014832
Please don't boop Acacia, she is too delicate for that
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WAKEUP
GRABBA BAT AND PICK HER UP AND SHAKEUP
HIDE THE BAT THEN RUN AWAY FROM JACOB
WHY'D YOU LEAVE THE BAT UP ON THE TABLE
HERE YOU GO JUST TAKE IT OFF THE TABLE
YOU WANTED TO
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>>30015242
i will boop her regardless
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>>30015856
>>30012265
Your pics are very nice, I really like them!
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some dueling won't hurt, right?
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>>30018201
Why so angry
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>>30018201
Pretty picture, saved
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>>30018217
Plebian pegasus thinking he is tough shit
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So, what bat would sell ice cream?
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>>30018847
There is something strange going on with Dizzy Cream's Scoops
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>>30019049
I scream
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>>30012026
>dat stomach fold dough
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>>30019712
Soft gently round bat tummies got it going on

Where the chubby bats at?
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Your bat waifu gets chubby and gains a soft tummy and thick thighs

How do you react?
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>>30018201
ARISE
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>>30019726
Exercise together
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>>30019726
Impregante
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What kind of bat pony projects are you all working on if any?
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>>30020676
In working on a bat selling ice cream
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>>30020676
Trying to come up what could happen next with Tulip and Co
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>>30020676
Bats and other pony races in a heat season.
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>>30021070
Dangerous or complicated situations can show how loyal are your friends and how genuine is the love of your batfu
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draw Night Watch
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Is this good bat?
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>>30020676
Big Batto Plush
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>>30023021
anatomy's a little off, and for some reason the bed is shaded and the bat isn't, but nice overall
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>>30023322
I'd touch her wing
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C U T E
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Oi. I need to settle a debate.
Apparently there was an episode that canonified bats as just pegasi with an illusion spell on them.
Did I miss something? If I did, can someone specify the episode? Thanks.
>inb4 google
It isn't turning anything up, I tried. All I got was flutterbat discussion
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>>30023791
>Apparently there was an episode that canonified bats as just pegasi with an illusion spell on them

???
First time I hear about that. According The Journal of the Two Sisters bat ponies lived in caves on the south of Equestria, nothing about illusion spell.
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>>30023791
The debate is settled.
>>30023941
Thank you
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>>30023941
it's an illusion spell.
>source I said so
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Gloomie will sell ice cream from this thingie, do you think it's comfortable and safe for her?
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>>30025162
Please do not kidnap innocent bates
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>>30012950
I'd try, but I lack confidence and am lazy. Also I've never written anything pony before.
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>>30025278
You should try
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>>30023791
I'm assuming that's based on the AU scene in the S5 finale where Dash has bat pony wings. She never uses them (they remain erect and never move) and she lacks the ear tufts the other guardponies have, which suggests the wings may be decorative and she's still a regular pegasus underneath the armor.

FUN FACT: That scene is the first time female bat ponies (assuming the tufted ears mean they're real bat ponies) appear in canon.
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>>30023791
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Bats serve only one purpose.
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>>30025644
Haha bat you know what this means
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>>30024421
Now this is podracing
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>>30025278
just do it. write a story exactly as you like it. don't bother thinking what if they don't like it. don't go on thinking " I'll write that this way so they might like it that way ... "
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>>30025814
Just do it
Make your dreams come true
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>Be Daylily
>deliver mail
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If I start my stream to draw bat will anyone watch?
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>>30026965
I will try, but when?
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>>30026882
Wow
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>>30026965
Depends if I have anything to do at that given point, or if I am already asleep
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>>30027619
>>30029175
if you guys reply in the nest 30 min i will
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>>30029249
I'm in the middle of a movie
The ghost writer
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>>30029249

Sure, bat is nice.
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>>30029350
https://www.picarto.tv/silver1kunai
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>>30029890
It makes it even cuter!
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Bat fillies aren't for sexual.
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Stream art complete!
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I was a full grown man when I emerged from Arrhythmia's birth canal
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>>30030561
Such a cute chemistry bat
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>>30030561
Cute!
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>>30030958
Interesting texture, I like it
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>>30030561
Soma is very nice
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>>30030958
That's a nice looking bat you got there
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>>30030561
These bats look soft
>>30030958
this bat loosk like suede
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When you are making slow progress and can't offer nothing but bumps for now to the thread
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>>30033927
You can always post bats!
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>>30033927
I want to pat her butt
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>>30033964
True!
>Heartbeats face when I pick her up while she's playing with her friends, stick her to the post and send it and she's now stuck in a post inside a thread
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>>30034403
Oh no, she can see what all of us are doing at our computers!
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>>30034427
And it looks like she did not see anything interesting enough and is leaving, goodbye little bat
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>>30034457
Oh no, come back, little bat, I want to play with her
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>>30029429
animating soma this time.
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Testing Flight!
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Drunk bats?
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>>30035883
Are easy
>>30035844
looking good
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>>30036622
Heyyy, it's...youuu!
tfw that look hits me right in the fetishes, why are they so attractive when not that happy to see you
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>>30035844
Nice!
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Stream art done again! She flys! then sleeps....

I made the GIF too large so I have to use an external link.

https://derpibooru.org/1431225

Enjoy.
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>>30037454
Oh shit, that's pretty good, it flows so fluently
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Which batpone is the most fuckable. I need to know for reasons.
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>>30037898
It's not an easy question, you know.
We have a lot of nsfw bates, the most lewd one is probably Night Watch.
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>>30033927
I'd make her squeak lewdly
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flap flap
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>>30039980
I'd play with her flap flaps
H Her flap flaps look pretty nice and big
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Day 6 of infiltrating Halfmoon's home...
And she hasn't suspected a thing
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>>30040280
kek, wtf
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She will be a happy bat, wip
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How did this happen?
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>>30041003
Because he looks like a girl!
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>>30041003
Trap magic
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>>30040896
I can already hear the eeeeeEEEEEEEEEEE
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Is he ok?
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>>30041079
lol wat
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>>30041079
Top kek and no
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>>30040896
She will sell ice cream to all happy bats, all unhappy bats will turn happy too.
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Choose a bat you get to spend 24 hours with, and give a few ideas on what might go down during that time
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>>30042360
>Tulip
>My pants
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>>30042360
Whichever bat wants to be lewded the least.
Tie it up and rape it.
Gender is of no concern.
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>>30042360
Heart Beat, playing in the park, cuddling
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>>30041136
[compressed trap bat noises]
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>>30042980
trap.zip
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Bap
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Follow me to the Lesbian steam sauna
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Love bites or Hekesuh?
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>>30045257
Both
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>>30045761
What if one gets jeliuos of the other?
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>>30046878
*angry trap noises*
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>>30046943
If looks awesome!
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>>30045257
Love Bites all the way
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>>30045257
I want cuddle and hug both
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>>30046943
Cute!
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Naughty little fillies posting their bottoms and bits on the human internet site need to be scolded
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>>30049619
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>>30049654
topkek how do we stop these fillies?
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>>30049032
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Don't whap bat
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>>30051007
>Whaps the bat anyway
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>>30051038
Save the butt
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Spank is abuse, you can only flick ear tufts
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>>30052789
What about booping the nose?
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>>30053664
Very gently.
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>>30053945
I'm sorry my little bat, but I'm too tired to draw or play with you, we can cuddle to sleep if you want
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>>30049619
Pointless, it makes them even lewder
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>>30054342
It can't be stopped!
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>>30054460
Never make bat sad, never. They deserve all the cuddles and snuggles
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>>30054615
Pet the bat
Pat the bap
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Pap
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I love you, bat
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>>30055667
I love you too random post
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Best bat crack ship?
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>>30056626
You and your waifu
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>>30057045
What if the waifu is a trap?
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>>30057533
That's even better
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>It was then that Daylily noticed that the radioactive spider that bit her had indeed given her web slinging powers
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>>30057668
Top kek
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>>30057668
Daylily is now going into maximum overspank mode.
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>>30057591
What would you do with trap bat?
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>>30057668
>Slow transformation and mental degradation into a giant arachnid
Unf.
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>>30059296
I'd kiss, hold and stroke his leg
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>>30011679
>Drunk bat edition
Beer for bat.

Some new stuff the company I drive for just started carrying.
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>>30059809
I would drink
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>>30060343
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>>30059613
I want to see this
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>Tfw you can only phonepost because you got b& For saying France has bend over and is taking Muslim cock
>Tfw no bat pictures on phone to post
Any bat pony phone wallpapers?
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Bappu for battu
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>>30061655
We have a @wallpaper catalog on One Drive
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>You are blueberry, and you are 12.
>A year older than before. The past few days have been getting warmer and warmer.
>Of course, you wouldn't naturally consider that a bad thing.
>Warmth of the sun was always good, made you more motivated to play outside.
>You know, like play with sandstone, hang out with other foals. Go to school, and that sort of things.
>And of course, the blooming flowers always made a fun thing to pick and gift to sandstone.
>Or..was it him doing that.
>You weren't exactly a die hard romantic.
>You got him a picture of him and yourself having sex in a sixtynine position.
>He didn't seem to mind, after all, he blushed to it!
>That was totally the thing you were supposed to give him, right?, not flowers like he gave you.
>Flowers were totally overrated, each filly and colt did that. Gave flowers to each other.
>You had to be unique!
>But, enough of the valentine chit chatter.
>Valentine was coincidentally long behind you.
>Not that what was coming was much better. The familiar heat between your loins, the neediness, clouded mind.
>Yeah, you knew what that meant.
>Staying away from colts. Nah nah, that means having a night of wild loving with sandstone.
>Or did it? No, it meant heat. The most fun, or the most hated part of every mare's, and filly's life.
>Of course it did depend on the mare but..no one was immune to it. Your mother certainly wasn't.
>And you couldn't fool your body just by thinking. It was pretty deep rooted. Sigh.
>At least it wasn't wrecking you for all it's worth. Maybe there was a switch to turn that seasonal event off.
>It isn't useful to fillies!, Not like you're going to reproduce or anything.
>Just..too bad there wasn't. There were apparently potions to prevent it for a short while, but that was way too expensive for you.
>You were a little filly after all. Your mother seemed awfully calm for the most part, maybe she was using them.
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Connection error, great, just as I get started on posting. Gonna try re-posting later. Whatever.
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If you were a bat, what would you do?
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>>30062364
Aaaaw...
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The bat goes E
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Where have all the bats gone?
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>>30063900
Who dat
is cute
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>>30066376
Sleep, tired
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>>30066376
No progress on store because of werk, can't pest what you have not wrete
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So where is the rest of fillyanon update?
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>>30067502
Asleep
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>>30066512
That's Victoria Bliss/Blueberry
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>>30069389
Now that is a face that says kek
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Remember to paddle your bats
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>>30070591
unf
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>>30062335
>Well, except for that one day when she'd go all on out with dad.
>Not like you were gonna tell her that.
>You'd trot out of your room, feeling warm, the oh so annoying warmth you grew to hate.
>And love, but, mostly hate.
>You'd walk into the living room, where your mother was waiting.
>"Hi mom. It's uh."
"The time, eh?", she'd add up, not letting you finish your sentence.
>Good riddance, you'd probably stutter a bunch until you finally came to an answer.
>"Y-yes."
>She'd nod solemnly, sighing.
"Right, well, you know what to do, I hope we don't have to repeat the lecture from the last month, because good lord Blueberry."
"You aren't five!, I'm sure--no--I know you can take care of yourself well enough.
>You'd frown, well duh you could but still!"
"Good, good. Now go out there, don't get fucked by a random stallion, and have fun, eh?"
"Then again, if you really want to stay safe, the best course of action would be to terminate heat."
"Have sex, that is. Do it while you're still young, while Sandstone is infertile.
"When you two grow old, yeah, that just won't work anymore." "You won't be able to rely on cum, sorry to burst your bubble sweetie."
"You won't always have a safety net that is foalhood."
"In any case, get going now, me and your father have..business to attend to."
>You'd chuckle, and slowly leave the house. Yeah right, they were going to fuck.
>Could of let you stay and watch. You'd learn something, probably!
>Either way, you would exit the house, and into the warm evening.
>The evening of the month when sun was amber in color, it's ray shining upon you.
>Great, just what you needed. More warmth.
>You'd lift off, and start flying off to the general direction of Sandstone's place.
>Hopefully no one would pick up on your scent and go after you.
>That would make for a horrible experience.
>After a quick flight, you'd arrive. Though, rather than enter through the doors, you'd go around and open the window.
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>You didnt' wish to intrude on his parents who may or may not have been doing "the thing"
>And so you'd enter through the window, jumping on sandstone.
>Who'se window seemingly WASN'T closed, did he use his brain..?
>Hey, maybe he actually wanted to get raped in his sleep. Kinky.
>In any case, he certainly wasn't asleep right now.
>For some reason, you'd find he grew really freakin' strong, as he'd rather abruptly push you off himself, jumping back in fear.
"W-w-what, get outta my room!", he'd exclaim, clearly not aware just WHO was there.
>You were struck against the window, not breaking it, or breaking yourself, but it did hurt.
>It hurt quite a bit.
>"H-hey!"
>He'd blink a few times, his vision clearing up, though his anger not dying down. Not one bit. Much less so now that he saw your girl bits visibly dripping onto his bed.
"Blue, we TALKED about this, stop flying into my room through the window, use the doors like a normal pony!"
"B-but but, y-your parents might be y-you know."
>He'd blink, seemingly calming down a slight bit.
"Eh, I guess you have a point. No need to disturb them." "It's that night again, eh?"
>"Yeah, and tomorrow as well, and the night after..probably this whole week.", you'd speak out, trying your hardest to ignore the need to jump and breed the male in front of yourself.
>He smelled so good! But no, that wasn't you, you wouldn't.
>No, that's right, you wouldn't, you'd shake your head, your foggy vision clearing up a slight bit.
>You'd sit down, reaching down to rub yourself.
>Sandstone would sigh, trotting over to you.
>You knew that he probably felt attraction towards you as well, just being around a female.
>A female who was receptive. Scientifically speaking!
>He'd close the window behind the two of you, sighing.
"Oh..those sheets are now ruined. I hope you don't mind sleeping in your own girl cum tonight, cause you're gonna have to."
"I ain't allowed to go anywhere." "I only keep my window open so I can have some air."
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>"Y-you mean, smell all the little fillies out there?"
>He'd smack you, shaking his head.
"Blue, snap outta it!, Of course not, I have you!"
>You'd squeak, that hurt!, But, well you needed it.
>"S-sorry!, I-I'll try to just be myself!"
"You can sleep here, you made it all the way here, so you have some self control left.."
"You can even hug me, just don't rape me in my sleep. I didn't let a heat-ridden filly in my house to end up fucked in the middle of the night."
>You'd sigh, a lewd part of you kicking in once again
>"Can't promise anything Sandstone, can't promise anything~"
>He'd only sigh, rolling his eyes, clearly annoyed at the whole thing.
>Really..?
>Come on!, You had issues alright, but that was temporary!
"Uh..you aren't really gonna be able to sleep are ya?, you keep shifting between normal Blueberry, and Blueberry the slut.", he'd chuckle.
>You'd raise your eyebrow, well was he really being that way now?
"Oh, don't you look at me like that, it was funny!"
>You'd roll your eyes and sigh.
>"Eh, I suppose." "So, what do we do now."
"Uhm, you lie down on the bed and try to sleep, assuming that doesn't work, I suppose you could uhm. Rub yourself?"
>You'd blink. "Or I could just have loving sex with you."
"Blue, no!" He'd exclaim, god knows why was he against the idea.
"If we do it now, I won't be able to fulfil my secret plans!"
>"Secret plans, eh?, spill em.", you'd speak out.
>He'd blush, keeping his distance, before finally squeaking and speaking up.
"Alright fine, fine!" "Just don't rape me!"
>You'd smirk. Waiting for him to tell you just what he planned.
"Hey fine fine, you know that you'll be out if I finish inside ya, right?" "Since I don't exactly trust myself on whole uh "pulling out" thing, I figured I'd wait till tomorrow, so we could go walk around the town. You completely heat ridden and all."
>"But that's..that's not really nice!"
"Shh, it was just a suggestion!", he'd exclaim, scrunching.
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"B-besides, we could run into some uhm, ponies and like, maybe have a way better of a time?"
>You'd blink, tilting your head.
>Maybe he wasn't wrong, maybe you could have more fun that way.
>Or maybe not, eh.
>"Well, alright, I'm gonna be taking your word for it."
>He'd nod happily
"See?, told ya it's gonna be okay!"
>"Fine, but if we end up in a bad place it's absolutely going to be your fault, and not mine."
"Yeah yeah, we'll be fine blue." "So, can you sleep..?", he'd ask sheepishly.
>To which, naturally you'd shake your head. Heck no!
>"Hey, I didn't come all the way over here to have a chit chat, if I wanted to do that, I'd bug my mom!"
>"And since you're stopping me from what I want, you're gonna have to make it up to me..somehow!"
>He'd blink, looking at you all silly for a few moments.
"Uh, what are you implying, want me to snug you?"
>You'd frown, did he really just suggest that. "Uh, I'm in middle of a pretty bad heat right now, trying my hardest not to pin you to the floor and rape you in your own room."
>"It isn't even my fault if I do it, you can go blame the uh."
>"Whoever made ponies?", you'd blink, well, you knew how you were made, but who made ponies in general. No idea.
>He'd keep staring at you, a bit scared from the way you were talking, apparently.
>You'd sigh, laying down on your back, on the bed you were standing on the entire time.
>And sandstone, who was still against the door would sheepishly approach you.
"Uhm..w-what do you want anyways..?"
>You'd point to your red, slightly swollen, and very wet genitals.
>"Uhm, lick, maybe?", you'd speak this out in a very "isn't it obvious" tone.
"Oh. C-could of just said so, not have me drag you around the entire day."
>"Not my fault you don't get the hints."
>Laying down certainly didn't make things better for you, being exposed to a colt, and the open air just made the things worse.
>At least talking kept you somewhat controlled.
"Well, fine. But, only if you return the deed."
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>You'd snort, this might as well be the best way to be provocative.
>"What, lick you? I'm sorry, you don't have the girl bits~", you'd speak with a huge, smug grin.
>Sandstone would scrunch, not responding at all, instead slowly trotting over to the bed, and standing up on it, before positioning himself so that his--much to your pleasant surprise--erect shaft was placed against your mouth and his face was against your girl bits.
>And while it was somewhat of an awkward position, it would totally have to do.
>What other way would be there to pleasure both of you at the same time.
>You wouldn't resist, instead opening your mouth and taking him in, you'd rather eagerly start to suckle and lick against his length
>And, for sure, Sandstone would do the same with you, even going as far as to lower his length into your mouth, just so he could have better access to your girl bits.
>He'd pay special attention to your winking clit, which you were especially appreciative of, letting out a cute little moan against his shaft as he would.
>None of you would bother saying anything, way too busy pleasuring each other. In a very awkward, yet fun position!
>You'd keep up your acts at the same time he'd keep up his, thankfully for you, he wasn't that big, so you wouldn't be gagging against length.
>Despite not being the one to indulge in those sort of acts, he was real freaking good, did he perhaps, have some practice outside of hanging out with you.
>Or maybe it was just natural talent, who would of known, but, with your initial arousal and the fact your body was practically begging, you were getting closer by every passing second.
>And you were certainly not in the position to complain, so you'd do the second best thing you could, and that was work much faster and harder on sandstone's shaft, going as far as to use your hooves to pleasure him.
>But much to your avail, the moment he would slowly, and very teasingly end up with his hoof in your slit, and his tongue
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expertly working around your cit, you'd finish, maybe if it was a normal day you could last, but not today. Heat was just killing you!
>Your tight vaginal walls would clench around his tongue, girl juices ending up in his mouth and all over his face. Thankfully, not making too much of a mess.
>Only warm, wet, tasty drink for Sandstone!
>He'd slowly move his face away from your girl bits, though you wouldn't let him go anywhere, holding him in place as you'd keep rubbing and sucking on him, seconds after finishing yourself.
>Heck no he's not getting away, hoof inside you or not, you were gonna make him cum!
>You'd give it your best, finally reaching success after a few more seconds of being a very very eager filly, all for free, even! totally didn't make a slut, no matter whoever might of said otherwise.
>H-Hah, yeah, that'd show em. In any case, you'd have a few thick splurts of cum end up right into your mouth.And, a rather cute moan into your ears! You would, like always, swallow it all up, because, you were a good girl, and wouldn't do anything to disappoint Sandstone!
>Just like he wouldn't do anything to disappoint you!
>He'd slowly ease his hoof out of your wet and slippery filly bits, slowly standing up, and pulling his length out of your mouth, unfortunately only to end up crashing on you, butt first on your face.
>You'd squeak and push him off, if with some effort! "Heey, what are you exactly doing."
>You'd stand up, trotting to the other side of bed and laying down on your belly, your hooves in front of you, facing your coltfriend.
>He had a dopey smile on his face. You'd poke his cute little snootle, and of course, run your hoof through his beautiful pink mane!
>"Psh, you're such a little girl, what kind of a colt can't go for more than once!"
>You of course, were sure as heck ready to go for once again, but, you were satisfied enough for now.
>You felt warm, but content, at least it wasn't burning between your legs.
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>And you smelled..of sex, a bunch of sex.
>Not that cleaning anything would be useful now, got morning for that!
>He'd reply a few slow seconds later, you were surprised he actually managed to reply at all.
"W-what, hey what did you just call me!"
>You'd giggle, bapping him once again. "Heh, you heard me." "Now get over here and snug me you big baby."
"I-I totally can handle more!"
>"Yeah yeah, sure you can." "Same way I can grow male bits and suddenly start having sex with you."
>He'd scrunch, simply muttering.
"T-that happened before."
>"Once!" "And that's really beyond the point. Now. Come. Here!"
>He'd frown, meekly dragging himself over to you and pulling you in.
>You'd slowly close your eyes, not minding the extra warmth. At least it was a subtle change from your own body warmth.
>Which was really starting to annoy you at this point.
>Sandstone would sigh audibly, keeping you in the snug.
>The position you two were in wasn't exactly best for sleep, but hey. You had a tired colt snuggle with you.
>And a way better of a lover than any filly could ask for.
>Okay, maybe their own hoof was better, but hey it couldn't make you feel as good!
>You'd try to put a stop to the consistent train of thought you were feeling by thinking about mangoes.
>That'd totally help. Only problem was you'd end up sexualizing them. You finally give up and let those thougth flow through your mind.
>Keeping your eyes closed certainly helped though, making you a slight bit calmer. You'd stop thinking about anything, letting total void take over you as you'd fall asleep.
>Sure enough, the colt above you was already fast asleep. Lucky bastard, didn't have to deal with this yearly curse.
>Your dreams were, surely enough plagued by sex, well not like you could be doing much about it this point, at least you were sleeping.
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>You'd wake up seemingly just as the sun started to rise.
>The familiar smell of sex was in the air, despite the closed window.
>Or maybe that was just you.
>Either way, you'd gently push the still sleeping sandstone off you, poking his snoot shortly after.
>And..you'd get no respone.
>Deciding to let him sleep, you'd sigh, sitting down on the bed and rubbing your needy genitals. After all, if he wasn't gonna help you out, someone had to!
>And, since you promised him you wouldn't be doing anything with anyone else, you totally had your hoof.
>After all, your hoof wasn' t "someone else" it was you! Well, part of you!
>You would however stop seconds after, a hoof on your shoulder.
>A young, sand colored hoof. Just who could it be?
>Oh right.
"Blue, please, can't you sleep for more than six hours?"
>"No!, I had a hard time falling asleep as is, do you know how itchy this is!"
>"I'm forced to rub or it won't stop!", you'd whine, you had every right to! It wasn't a good experience.
>"W-why aren't you just having sex with me already!"
>He'd blink, pulling your hoof away from your filly bits. Which turned out to be prying your hoof away. You really didn't want to let go.
>Though, he'd eventually be successful, and manage to do what he wanted, licking your wet hoof, cleaning it off.
"How about you clean off in some warm water, that could help, right?"
>You'd blink, well. You never tried to soothe symptoms of heat, up until now, well. The one year you experienced it, you didn't have to.
>After all, you met him! You just didn't know any better.
>"Uhm..well."
"Come on, let's goooo", he'd speak out, annoyed at your hesitance, unlocking the door and exiting to the bathroom with you..
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>Rather quickly, the whole room would be filled with steam. He just said it'd make things better, not worse!
>"H-Hey, I don't think that's exactly going to work!"
>He'd grin, entering the tub and waving his hoof.
"Just relax, it's gonna be alright, it will help for a few hours, and it will make you clean!"
"And smelling like Bluberry, not like a slut.", he'd say that last one with a chuckle.
>You weren't sure what a slut was supposed to smell like, but you certainly didn't want to be one.
>And so you'd enter inside, the warm water taking over your senses the moment you'd put your hooves inside, soothing your body, and, while it didn't cool you down it did make you at ease.
>He'd move his hoof to your girl bits, and start scrubbing.
>You'd squeak as he'd start doing such a lewd act!
>Though, you wouldn't be met with a much of a reaction from him at all.
>He'd just giggle and reply with;
"Shh, cleaning your girl bits is very important, especially since you're in heat, and don't you use this opportunity as a lewd act."
"I know I..or was it you saying something about sex in water but..we'll do that another day."
"Certainly, getting you off right now wouldn't be doing much, you'd be ready to go minutes later." "You just..turn into a little breeding machine. You're crazy.", he'd chuckle, your move your wet hoof to his snootle and boop!
>"Not as crazy as you, dragging a foal off with implications of something sensual and then scrubbing her girl bits, only to tell her you're cleaning her."
"Please.", he'd speak, chuckling and moving his hoof up to your belly.
>Much to to your disappointment, he'd only clean that part too, which somehow ended up stained as well.
>He was, of course, doing his best to clean up the fur, and the pink skin below as well.
>Didn't wanna leave his filly messy, probably. Not that you exactly cared much for that.
>What you cared for right now was getting stuffed by a small colt dicks! Yes more than one!
>You'd scrunch, bapping him
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>"Saandstone, w-why are you like this!", you'd whine, only to get a simple reply from sandstone. Not even remotely related to lewd acts.
"Because a certain filly needs to clean up her act, heat or not, you can't just go around walking dirty like this."
"Besides, it's either this, or I'm going to escort you to your mom and claim you were begging me to have sex.
>You'd squeak, anything but that, you didn't exactly want sex lessons! You knew plenty about thaat. Education sucked!
>"H-h-ey fine, I'll behave!"
>He'd smirk, bapping you.
"Good Blueberry, good.", he'd speak to you like you were a puppy or something. Noh, you didn't deserve this treatment!
>Heat wasn't your fault, and he couldn't tease you for it. What a bad colt!
>Despite the obvious look of complaint on your face, he'd keep moving upward until reaching your lips, where he'd stop, and use clean sex-juice free water to wash it.
>Before washing you off with a blanket. You were not a sparkling clean filly, all way from bottom to top!
>Even your ears were sparkly. You were so shiny, you might as well be a rare bat at this point.
"Okay. How do you feel now?", he'd ask in a rather casual voice, a slight hint of curiosity, even.
>"Finee, maybe a bit more relaxed.." "Leeet's go for a walk now, eh?"
>He'd bite you on your nape, like your mom used to, and attempt you /if with some issues/ lift you out of the tub, dropping you off on the ground.
>You blinked, why didn't he just use magic.
>"Uh, you could of just lifted me with magic, ya know."
>He wouldn't reply to that, insted simply saying "Hold on." as he'd run off to his room.
>You wouldn't be waiting for too long, as he'd be back rather quickly, with a collar and a leash in his hoof. What?
>You'd say just that.
>"Sandstone, what?"
>He'd approach you, bapping you snoot, before smiling and explaining his reasons.
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"Well, don't think of it as a lack of trust, but you're still a little filly who's in heat, and it'd be a bit of crazy of me to just let you walk around, right?"
>You'd frown. "Sandstone! You're twelve like me." "Honestly, sounds to me like you're a little freak who's enjoying this." "Or maybe you just want to keep me from walking around, drag me off to a silent place and end this week by fucking me silly?"
>He'd blush at your explicit speech, choosing not to reply, and instead putting the collar around your neck, and clipping a long, blue leash to it.
"Shush! Stop being such a spoilsport!", he'd whine.
>"Shhh, I never said I wouldn't let you, just saying you need to stop faking things around me. I've been with you for a year. I know you, and you know me, right?"
>He'd nod solemnly, shifting to a happy expression seconds after though, tugging your collar.
"Shush, let's go lil' kitty~"
>You'd whine, but let him drag you off to the outside.
>A few short seconds after, both you and him would be at the front door. It was a warm sunny day. A warm sunny day full of sex.
>And suddenly, the smell would hit your nostrils. Not unlike a sudden grip of magic sandstone used to do so often.
>Apparently now too..?, because, you sure as fuck couldn't move. And there was a stallion in front of you! A stallion!
>"L-Lemme go!", you'd exclaim, your body basically fighting to get set free.
>You'd be brought closer to Sandstone, who was looking at your crazed eyes dumbly.
"See. That's why you're on a leash.", he'd say, booping your snootle.
>The moment said stallion walked away, your senses would kick back into a normal mode, your filly bits leaking femcum. Oh.
>"Uhm..I-I guess.." you'd say, before he'd put you down and keep walking you around.
>Thankfully, neither you or him would run into any accidents, he'd take you to the park with a good view on playground.
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>School playground, that is. There were still a couple of fillies and colts out there. You complied, going with him all the while.
>Yes it may of looked a bit silly, being led around by a colt, but it wasn't exactly like you complained. Good way to relive memories.
>Except that it wasn't night. But, you couldn't have it all. Good enough. Besides, it was nearing evening.
>"So..what are we exactly doing here?" you'd inquire, curious about just what you WERE doing here.
"Observing what heat does to young fillies? I figured it was obvious, right?"
>That was uh quite the reason
>"Uhm, Sandstone, that's a bit weird." "You're being weird."
>He'd shake his head and boop you.
"What, me?, no no! I'm being curious!"
>Though, seeing your look he did frown a slight bit. "Okay, maybe a bit. But, as I said it's for uh, research."
>"Okay, if you say as much..I still feel weird being clipped to a leash."
"Shush, would you much prefer me carrying you in magic?"
>You'd frown. "No!, I can walk on my own, thank you very much."
>He'd chuckle, booping your snoot, to which you'd reflexively scrunch, huffing. "Hey!"
"Ahem, let's watch the others, eh?", he'd say, dragging you off to a bench with a good view, and sitting down.
>You didn't object, letting him, though, he was holding your leash in his hoof, unwilling to let you go anywhere.
>Not like you were intending to. You'd lean onto him and push him down on the bench.
"B-blue?", he'd squeak, surprised at your sudden action.
>"P-please..?", you'd ask in a soft, low voice. You really needed this!
>He sighed, lifting you up into his lap
"Fine. But if I do, will you spend the rest of the evening observing little fillies doing careless things."
>You'd nod. "Y-yes!, I will do anything to make this go away, for more than a few hours!" You'd squeak, sounding desperate at this point.
>He'd smirk, seating you down on the bench, and pushing you down, taking his erect shaft into his hooves, and aiming it down for your lips.
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>Your lower lips which were very swollen, red, and wet begging for attention!
"Besides, it's not like I don't want you, I just have some self control over myself~"
>You'd snort, whining "S-shut up, I have this way worse than you, alright?" "B-be glad I'm not out there, fucking like c-crazy."
"But you would given the opportunity.", he'd say, not afraid to speak his mind, one bit. Though, before you could go ahead and reply, he'd go right on ahead and push himself into you.
>You'd moan out in pleasure, unable to give any different of a reaction as he'd start thrusting in and out of you, and rather quickly at that. He sure was keen on delivering the "going to be fast" part!
"E-enjoying ourselves, are we?, You're cute Blue, cute and cuddly.", he'd say with a playful grin on his face as he'd keep going, panting adorably all the while.
>And, sure enough you wouldn't find yourself lasting too long, letting out one loud moan, audible enough for ponies to hear it quite a distance away, your walls clenching tightly against his member.
>And, before you knew it, you'd have a--what felt like a stream--of cum flowing into you, filling your vagina quite..fully.
>Not something you'd usually expect from Sandstone. Neh, he always came a wee bit!. He'd pull out of you and smirk, wiping the magic off his shaft.
"There we go, you satisfied now?", he'd say with a giggle, well, you WERE, but..it was all too quick..should of been much much slower and sensual..l-like he usually is.
>"W-well, I guess.."
>Before you could continue on though, you would be grasped in a magical grip, and flipped, so that all of the cum would flow down onto the bench below. It had a rather sticky consistency, and he did take his time to throughtfully "clean" you.
>All the while you looked at him silly. W-why was he doing that, wasn't he supposed to like, make you a kid?
>Why were you exactly feeling that way? No that wasn't you..just what.
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>"Uhm..c-can you put me down now?", you'd ask, cutting your train of thought short.
>He'd chuckle and put you down, on the cum-free area, of course. That being his lap, it was the only area.
>"We should of done it slowly!", you'd squeak, you were gonna complain, totes had every right to!
"Shush it Blue, we'll have plenty of opportunities around, when you are not rubbing yourself against me all the time."
>"I was nawt!"
"Yes you were!"
>"No I wasn't!"
>The two of you would go on like that for a short while, before giving up and just..relaxing on the bench.
>You specifically, it was a bit strange to observe the world without the consistent fog that was the heat.
>At least it was..once a year, but why did it happen. You never wondered on that, never really had to.
>But now you wanted to know! And you were totes gonna get your answer!
>"Hmh, hey, Sandstone, do you have any idea why us fillies have such a need to uh..uhm." "Make love?"
>He'd giggle and boop you, flipping you around, your face to his.
"Hmh, you'd have to ask your mom on that one..or dad, I don't really know myself."
>You'd sigh, but nod. "Mh, I will, I just don't know why."
>He'd blink, rubbing his chin. "And neither do I blue, neither do I..still, it does make you wonder, eh?" "Figure that's why you asked me."
"Each of those fillies just, go around, enjoy themselves and then when the night is up, they go for another round!"
"Unless..the colt finished inside of them. Coating their pink walls with white hot se-"
>"Sandstone!", you'd exclaim, was he really gonna be like this right now?
>He'd giggle snort, booping you. "Oh yes, that's EXACTLY the way you've been the past two days, a little slut who couldn't help but beg me to get fucked."
"Scuze my use of words but, I'm just being truthful."
>You'd scrunch, yeah yeah whatever, that wasn't needed!
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>You'd blink, keeping eye contact, and yet thinking. Eh, what did it make you feel? Hard question.
>"Uhm, well I suppose it's warm, that's nice, and makes me feel at ease with myself, and really, the world as is, it's like something that has been bothering me for a long time has suddenly vanished."
"Uhm, like think like..what makes you happy. Like, uhm, the last day of school!", you'd exclaim, chuckling lightly.
>He'd blink, nodding.
"No, no I understand, it's fine. And, hey, last day of school IS good!" "That isn't so far away from out reach, thankfully!"
>"Sides, haven't I came in you once?"
"Nah nah, you came inside Blueberry." he'd say with a smirk.
>"B-but that's me! I didn't w-what?", the colt would bap your snootle shaking his head.
"You don't geeet it Blue, give up!"
>You'd sigh, well s-so what if you didn't get it, you couldn't get everything right or anything, that was totally not to be expected of you!
>In any casee, you'd keep sitting on his lap, looking silly at him. The time would slowly pass as the two of you conversed, and soon enough, it was evening, late evening. The smell of sex still in the air.
>It didn't bother you, of course, you could jump him but, you didn't feel a need to.
>You were satisfied the way it was, not really bothering to change the situation. Though, seeing as you didn't do anything, he'd unclip your leash, and take off your collar.
"Almost forgot this! Don't you want you to stay clipped, do we?, you'll get angry at me~", he'd giggle.
>M-Maybe you would..or n-not it wasn't so bad, being dragged around a slight bit. It was what you did to him all the time after all!
>"U-Uhm, well I-I wouldn't get angry with ya, just felt weird."
"And walking around with your genitals begging for sex doesn't?"
>He'd say with a smirk, that's it. Enough foalish colt jokes!
>"S-shush, alright?" "It's natural, nothing I can do, and you can! You can make love to me!"
"Sure I can Blue sure I can." "So, giving up on idea to just..fuck anyone now?"
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>You'd shake your head. "What?, I'd never do such a thing. Are you crazy?"
>He'd boop you, shaking his head.
"That's soo unlike you. I was just testing, Blue, I was just testing."
>You'd snort, scrunching. Noh! He was a mean pony, mean ponies weren't cool!
>He'd scratch you behind your eyes as you'd scrunch, to which you couldn't help but let out a small sigh, relaxing.
"There ya go, all better now." He'd speak, with a slight grin on his face.
>Well that felt awfully good. You're so gonna remember to do that to him!
>"W-woah..that's..nice."
"It is, ain't it?" "Read about that in a book!" He'd exclaim, feeling very proud of himself.
>T-the nerve.
>"Pls, I'm gonna git ya once!"
"Indeed you will Blue, indeed you will!" "Just not today, now shut up and be a good filly, unlike your typical you~"
>He'd say with the same grin on his cute little face.
>Not like you'd do anything against him, after all, he would stop if you tried, and it was really relaxing.
>And made you feel awfully tired, so, you'd lean your head against his chest and lick!
>He'd blink, looking down on you and blinking.
"Huh?, Feeling sleepy? I didn't know it could make ponies sleepy."
>You'd look up as he stopped, looking at him with the adorable big eyes of yours!
>W-why did he just stop now? "S-sandstonee!"
"Oh?, well can't have you fall asleep on me, can I?" "It's not gonna be too warm of a night. It isn't summer."
"Heat season or otherwise, we shouldn't stay outdoors all night." "And no, enjoying ear scratches isn't an excuse."
>"W-what, but I wanna!", you'd whine, h-how could he be like that to you.
>Though, you'd sigh, nuzzling him once again before getting up and standing on your own hooves.
>For the first time in a few hours. It was getting late though, and the moment you would stand up, you could feel the cold on your back.
>Turns out hugging Sandstone couldn't keep you warm and cuddly forever. No matter how adorable you looked, eheh.
>"Fine, let's go, let's go."
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"Duh, everyone left anyways. You've been being a lovable little thing all the while, and totally missed watching others."
"Could of learned something, ya know."
>He'd giggle, standing up himself and stretching. Turns out he got a loot more comfortable, heh.
>"Hah, guess I'm not the only one who was having a fun time."
"S-shut up, you're a mess, Blue!"
>"A-am nawt, that's so totally you!", you'd scrunch, shifting the blame to your lover, as you would usually, that is.
>Though, he wouldn't reply, and instead start trotting forward, off towards his house.
"so, those two days were pretty fun, eh?"
>"Fun?" "If you call intense arousal and itching fun, then sure!" you'd speak, a sarcastic tone in your voice.
"Oh cut it out, you look cute with a collar." "Really cute!"
>He'd say, in a happy-go-lucky tone, ugh.
>"Yeah yeah, whatever you say, I should be walking you around, not other way around."
"That's what you think, but you were doing a really good job being a good little filly for me!"
"Even though you weren't that good..but, hey!"
>You'd sigh, shaking your head as the two of you would come to the crossroads.
>"Well, time for me to go."
"Aye. See ya Blue!", he'd exclaim, before turning around, trotting up to you gently and..
>Pulling you in for a kiss! Very abruptly
>The moment you realized just what he was doing you'd wrap your hooves around his face, pulling him in closer and kissing him back.
>He'd pull away after a few seconds, giggling.
"Heey, I was going to make it playful!"
>"Psh, not happening, you should get used to me~" you'd say with a smirk, and trotting off towards your home, swaying your tail, ever so slightly as you would.
>Ya bet you were making him blush! Sides, not like he didn't deserve it, he's done enough "evil" to you today, bleh.
>You would arrive at your home a few shorts minutes later, unlocking the closed doors.
>Good thing you carried a spare key around, figure your mom always knew you tend to stay outside..for long. Still, two days.
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>She would probably give you a talking to about this tomorrow, or one of those days. Geesh. You were indeed a bad filly.
>You'd sneakily pass the living room, and creep into your room, not turning on the lights. You didn't have to, really. Benefit of being a bat. Great one at that!
>Made up for sneaky masturbation attempts, hah.
>You doubt your mother ever minded that though, or that she didn't find out. What did you know. Nothing, of course.
>You'd trot up to your bed, and lie down into it. Surprisingly, it was clean and comfortable. Not the way you left it. Maybe your mom left it that way, or your dad, must of been one of them!
>You'd cover yourself with the bed sheets, grab your Sandstone plushie, and drift off, thinking about just what you did today.
>All the fun and lewd things, thing you usually did of course, but the things you loved doing.
>Like, hugging, playing, snuggling, nuzzling, and certain other activities you loved. Like flying and reading!
>After all doing anything with him was always worth it. Always, and it would always be. At least in your little head.
>Indeed, all was better with him. With Sandstone.

~3.5 days of work on this thing.
Expect a bit more char development of Blueberry's father following up. Might include things with her mom. or Sandstone. Mystery. Give critique, cause this is big, I'd like. Tell if enjoyed.
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>>30070916
Cozy, lewd and cute, great as always!
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8/10, it was a nice story that triggered my D
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>>30070591
No problem!
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>tfw nobody remembers Will-O
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I wish I had more time to finish this, so all fillies and colts could buy ice cream from Gloomie.
Another small update.
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>>30073708
>Equestrian with an ice cream cart: "I'm growing stronger"

>>30073106
cute-o

>>30070754
slutberry is pretty neat
>>30070786
heat sounds like such a hastle
>>30070916
Little couple being all couply
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H... hey

I was wondering if you could please post that picture other scared batpony with SCARED writtten underneath it's eyes?

Please?
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>>30074603
In not sure where I saved it
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>>30074603
that picture other scared batpony with SCARED
>that picture which has the scared batpony with SCARED
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>>30074711
I can't find it either
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>>30074603
Here is a picture of a scared bat pony
since I don't have that one and felt like posting it anyways
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>>30076148
Yes
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>>30076148
Can I touch her right?
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>>30077477
Now hol up now what do you mean with "touching her right"?
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>>30077498
Her right wing, hoof and ear tuft
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>>30078450
[X] pushes ponut
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>>30077477
yes
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>>30076148
Can I cuddle her like a plushie when going to sleep?
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>>30079703
I'm gonna
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>>30074603
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>>30080835
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Batty is sleepy today
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>Be Scratchy Velour
>The story you are in has not been updated as quickly as you deserve
>pout
>Be Peachy
>The story about Velour and Tulip is not reaching its conclusion as fast as you'd want and the two are stuck being cross at each other
>pout
>Be Tulip
>You have not had any lewd activities in a while and now you're confused if doing it with Peachy any more will make her get possessive
>Velour is already being possessive of you even if you two haven't done anything
>You are unsure about everything
>pout

>Be the one writing this story
>Lift up head from the bed where I am sleeping in, having not showered in three days and done nothing but work and lie around in a half coma the rest of the day
>three fillies break the 4th wall so they can all glare and pout at you because they're stuck
>make a lackluster post instead of typing more because you've got a backlog of things needing to be done that just keeps on growing

Got to try getting some more writing done this evening even if it goes into forcing it. If any of you have any suggestions for stuff to happen I'm all ears since I don't have much ideas as it is
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>>30083814
I'll throw some ideas a bit later, D must be satisfied
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>>30084115
Sweet
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>>30083814
>Daylily dealing with Velour
>more Blushy and Pervy lewd and lore
>more Daylily x Tulip
>more Peachy x Midnight Delight
>maybe introduce other bats? Some night guards, like Night Watch, Gloomie, or Nightlight
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>>30083814
>be Aronia
>you have grown another plant but got no pony to share it with.
>pout
>be Dizzy Cream
>No one wants to include you or even mentions you in any of the stories.
>pout
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>>30084773
>>30085545
Good ideas
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>>30085545
Dizzu is qt
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>>30086831
Dizzy what, I mean how...that just...how'd you...
what?
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>>30087043
This bucket covers the effects of her fetish.
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>>30088454
she is very shocked
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Cold treats for batties.
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>>30085545
Poor Dizzy. She will never be Tulip 2.0.
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>>30089152
Any /r/ for her?
can be nsfw
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Bat lifts a tail
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Everypony wants to be a bat, because the bat's the only bat, who knows where it's at
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>>30089959
Put that tail down, bat. You are not clean.
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>>30088995
I want my face to be that seat
Hope she hasn't poisoned the cream
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>>30089152
kek.
the thing is, she was never suppose to be like that. The whole Idea of her liking to be spanked came up out of nowhere from this board.


>Dizzy bat history
Dizzy cream was just an oc I made to practice drawing back in 2012. I just didn't want to draw empty bases or generic ponies so I made this bland looking oc just for that reason. and I got stuck with it till today.
later in 2016 I was browsing my old images I made I came across an old drawing I made. it was dizzy sitting at a chair looking at you with a dissapointed look in her face asking "You promissed me wings" I kinda did that as a joke back then.
So I decided to remake that scene again. and I did and I posted the result image here. since she was a bat and all.

And that was the very first time I posted her here. it was a drawing of her looking at you asking "where is my wings ?"
then soon after someone included her in a spanking related story with tulip. which strangely was so relevant to my spanking fetish.
Since she got some >green attention.
I drew her being spanked by another random bat mare. some people here in /bat thread asked me why she was being spanked ?
At that moment I didn't know I just drew it like that. so I went with something generic as not doing her homework. but then It hit me. maybe she was on her laptop. but I didn't want the laptop image to be blank so I just cap an image of /bat/ there.
after I posted that image. some anons came up with the idea of her posting her butt online and her mother found out and spanked her for it.

then another anon suggested that she actually liked being spanked.

it was a funny idea and I went with it. and I drew another image of her posting the aftermath online.

and that's where the idea of her liking being spanked part was born.

My original intent was. she was a smart little filly who liked coming up with brilliant (moronic) ideas that always backfire on her ending up of her being spanked. (which she doesn't enjoy).
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>>30091105
Yooooooo Nof is alive and his batpony story is too.
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>>30092178
I believe we don't know Nof and we don't know his story.
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>>30092209
Really? I figured with how fast it took off on fimfic years back that batpone general would be all over it. He did a synopsis and threw pastebin links in the guard thread.

>Synopsis: After being pulled into Equestria and having the ambient magic reverse your sleep cycle, you're assigned one of Luna's vampire guards since you're technically an endangered species and need "protection" as they say. But when word gets out that you feed your guard your own potent blood with no downsides on your part, suddenly every vampony around wants a piece of you. Literally. Good bye, calm, idyllic life...
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>>30092262
I'll check it then
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We need more BatponeXhuman green!
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>>30092120
I see, that's quite the interesting concept you had.
Makes me wonder the backstory on other bats, pretty fun.
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>>30092381
This, I miss these stories
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>>30092120
>Tfw Tulip made Dizzy a spank degenerate
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>>30092120
I was out of text space and time.

the related images are
>remade wingless Dizzy
http://imgur.com/a/fcoGE
>Dizzy and her mom
https://rusticanonsfw.tumblr.com/post/154341917848

>Stories
====
>The very first spanking related Green
https://pastebin.com/XQG0LSdm

>and spanking thread related first spanking story
https://pastebin.com/KxsN7Rmy
Note : I had to mention this story in particular. cause since that one I decided to make her permanently stay as bat filly.

>>30093058
yea I'd love to read the backstory on other bats as well.

>>30093345
>spank degenerate
kek

The real issue with OCs in general comes with their authors. if they don't provide a good characteristic for their character it become bland. and most of them are dismissed as author's persona.

For me I love going with the flew of things. I mean, not everything had to be written in stone. OCs in general have to be flexible you know. and the more other people put add their input in it the better and more relatable it become.
which is the 2nd most poplar issue with OCs . they can hardly be relateble.
writing a story/ drawing / releasing pony pony content can hardly work with OC only. random people over the internet can't easily relate to an OC.

So when other people put or direct your OC, that means they are adding their personal input on it. their spin . that makes it more relatable to them. Same goes with background ponies.
Back when /mlp/ and other people of the fandom gave personality to background ponies they did the exact same thing I'm talking about.
but in Dizzy case I had to intervene. her situation was cornered and stuck.
>lewd filly likes to be spanked.
this concept is unproductive, and kinda dull to be honest. I mean how many stories can one write about that. it kinda ended itself.
that's when I tried to move things up with this
http://rusticanon.tumblr.com/post/156438058033
and posted other greens with her not directly related to her liking being spanked
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Page 10 bump
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Bats evolving through the span of the threads bump
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>>30088995
Love how it did turn out
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Can someone please tell me more about batponies? I've read that Mom said she were canon + the fluttershy episode.
Are there scenes where batponies other than Flutters are shown?

the wiki doesnt seem to offer much information that are canon but a lot of OCs and headcanons
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>>30095929
>>30095929
Really it's just all headcanon. The show dosn't elaborate on batpones other than "They exist."
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>>30095929
they were shown as night guards, s2e04
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>>30095947
ohh
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bat broke the law
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>>30096586
Bat butt, best butt
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>>30095929
Not a single episode, bat mares are canon. I wonder what are their names.
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Griffons truly are nasty...
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>>30098024
rude!
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>>30096586
I want to cuddle Whimsy
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Night Watch is a decent bat
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>>30098662
Night Watch is a waifu bat
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>>30088995
Perfect
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What makes bat fillies so lewd?
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>>30100054
Bedroom eyes
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>>30100054
Naughtiness
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>>30100054
They're bats
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>>30100054
Batfilly lewdness enabling pedro's
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Drunk bats?
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So what's the thing with bat mares getting fucked by griffins?
I noticed there are several such couples at derpy.
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>>30100644
Kek dancing on the table
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>>30100944
Fuck if I know
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>>30100944
BIRDED
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Give me a bat and tell me what kind of lewd pic I should draw
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>>30101862
Anal hoofing with stomach bulge
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>>30102011
Peachy and
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>>30101862
Draw a heavily pregnant Night Watch getting pounded while looking a bit upset at the pounder, yet also very loving, so glare and scrunch but a rosy blush
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>>30102210
Peachy and who?
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>>30102369
Scratchy Velour
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bat bump
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>>30019738
>ARISE
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>>30102764
Oh my
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>>30100944
Superior griffon barbs
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>gone for 2 years living life
>come back out of nostalgic boredom
>/foe/ died a long drawn out death
>bat pony thread still somewhat alive
>thought both would be dead by now
I'm VERY surprised
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>>30104372
Her name sounds familiar.
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>>30105350
That's a stallion
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>>30105065
bat is old but still biting
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>>30102011
But Peachy's butt is too small for Velour's hoof and I believe that Velour would consider it as gross
>>30102306
Night Watch getting punded sounds nteresting, I'll try it
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>>30105790
"Eww this is so gross"
"How did your butt even manage to take it all in, you're a gross filly"
"Are you liking this? How dirty!"
>"S-stop it..."
"Your butt is really loose isn't it, how indecent"
>"N-noo..."
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>>30105841
what a lewd filly she is
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>>30105841
Indeed. Peachy must really love buttstuff.
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>>30105841
Then we apply Tulip
"You say all that but yours is looking very accepting Scratchy~"
>"What Tulip n-nnhhhh~ i-it's too deep..."
"Shush I can see you love it"
>"H-how could my ass stretch up so much...you ruined me~ you dirty filly..."
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>>30100944
I think it's Ralek's fetish or something since he seems to be the one that draws most of it.
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>>30106806
It's not only him but many other artists too.

Looks like batpony mares are commonly shipped with griffons.
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>>30106769
Lewd certificated
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Bamboo
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Which bat knows where it's at?
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Did you know that bats backwards is stab?
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>>30110219
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>>30110364
>>30110219
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I'll try to sketch sexy Night Watch tomorrow.
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Eggo prototype
It's been almost 4 years
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>>30110219
Around bats never relax
>>30108881
none of them
>>30110744
neat
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>Grabs Heartbeats ass
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>>30112012
Stop
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>>30112240
>honks butt
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>>30112012
>>30112530
For what purpose have you grabbed a hefty amount of my soft and perky flank and made honking noises mister?

Don't you know that's illegal?

Aren't you afraid of jail or my mom?
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>>30113464
He should be! I'll report him to bat police
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INVADED BY DARK SPIRIT GREY MOUSE

*tips batdora*
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>>30113862
Rest in bat
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Hey Bat Pony General, solve a Bat Pony-themed deabte for me.
What exactly is considered solid lore as far as the shows canon goes? Like, are Bat Ponies their own race? Or are they pegasi that have been "magically altered"? (Flutterbat as a botched example) Assuming there's even that much to go off of.
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>>30115351
According to the journal of two sisters they are another pone type that live in caves, nothing about being magicked. Lore from the show is very vague, we know that bat ponies exist, they have ear tufts, slit pupils, bat wings and there are stallions and mares.
Bats from the comics also have fangs, interesting thing - it's possible that we started it.
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Night Watch is going to be upside down
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>>30117032
one hole for the penis, and a place to lick while at it, nice position
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>>30117230
Or maybe she just wanted to take a nap?
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>>30117497
Could be, could be
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>>30117497
Might be in for a rude awakening if the one finding her napping gets this idea
>>30117230
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>>30115351
Canon has nothing other than they're Luna's guards.

Official headcanon power ranking:
1) They've always been an independent subspecies
2) Luna fucked up her pegasi guards when she became NMM and they're descendants now have the magic genetic bullshit.
[POWER GAP]
3) Discord fucked up a bunch of pegasi when he did his shit.
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You get to get a lap prance from any of the bat ponies

Pick your poison
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>>30118329
I pick Love Bites!
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>>30118329
Gimme Arrhythmia
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>>30117778
what of the "it's magic armor" contingent
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>>30102011
Butt cannot be accessed
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>>30012026
Qt
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Bump peach rump
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Innocent hug
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pap
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>>30122727
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>>30123002
if I lift up that tail will she die?
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>>30123530
She will smile even more
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>>30124147
But she's a small filly
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>>30124195
For you
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Doesn't matter if she is horny
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Where is the rest or human fuck bat pony herd?
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Bat mares don't sleep upside down during the heat season, they're all drenched after they wake up
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>>30126586
Kek
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“I’m worried”
>You sit with Pevy and Blushy, the young colts who’s real names you can’t even remember, looking at Peachy and Velour go off somewhere by the two of them
>And it bothers you, it really bothers you, they’ve been doing it for a while now
>your pouty filly face deepens and Pervy lets out a laugh
>”What Tulips, feeling jealous are we?”
>You glare at him
>”Don’t give me those eyes, not my fault your best friend and your lesbian stalker ended up together”
“We don’t know that! They could just be...just be...doing...”
>Blushy interrupts you
>”Each other?”
>He and Pervy share a brohoof and you screee at them loudly
“That’s not funny!”
>Both of them look at you while trying not to laugh
>”It kind of is”
>”Yeah”
>You swat your hooves at them, pummeling them on their heads repeatedly, but not too hard as they just chuckle it off while shielding their faces
>Suddenly you appear shocked as you think of something alarming
>Those questions Peachy asked, what if she and Scratchy are in love, and she was asking that because she was worried of how you feel about her
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>>30129499
>Wait then what was the kiss Velour gave to you...was she just trying to get Peachy jealous so she would finally make a move?
>And now they’re meeting in private because they don’t want to hurt you and you’re never going to get to play with peachy again after she and Velour get all dating and only spend time with each other...
>your lower lip trembles and you sniff, the idea making your eyes feel moist
>”You ok Tulip?”
>You quickly wipe your eyes before answering Blushy
“Yeah I’m fine, I wasn’t crying at all”
>”Nopony said you were crying...”
>You pout
“Yeah well...well...”
>Pervy pats Blushy on the shoulder to get his attention and shakes his head, making him pull back before Pervy starts talking to you instead
>”Any which way you need to do something, want to try sneaking and listening in on them?”
>You shake your head
“No...then Peachy would hate me because I don’t trust her...”
>Blushy starts talking again
>”Well technically you do not because you’re suspecting that-
>Pervy covers his mouth with his hoof
>”Dude no, don’t screw up my chances to...”
>He nudges his head towards you, which you miss due to sulking
>Blushy looks at Pervy with a surprised look on his face
>”Bro you serious?”
>He blushes a bit and nods, but then both of them are surprised as you spring back up
“No, I know exactly what to do”
>You turn to look at both of them, about to thank them when both of them look at you with weird expressions on their faces
>”Tulip I don’t think that a three-way to get back at them is the best ide-“
>Pervy slaps Blushy
>”Shut up!”
>You snicker a little
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>>30011987

Because literal degenerate faggots.
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>>30129516
“No you sillies, I’m going to ask my moms for advice!”
>Blushy looks relieved and for some reason Pervy looks devastated as you wave them goodbye and fly off towards your home
>After arriving you look for mom1, Daylily
>She’s number 1 because she’s your original mom and the best mom
>You find her doing some yoga poses in the living room, she’s taken up a few hobbies to keep herself ready for anything
>After staring at her butt in full display as she’s bend over for a few minutes she untangles herself and you make yourself noticed by hugging her butt form the behind, pressing your face against it
>”Tulip honey, what did mommy say about grabbing her butt like that...”
>You detach your face from her behind
“Shhh you know you like it”
>She scrunches her mouth before sighing
>”But I’m all sweaty...”
“It feels lewd~”
>she detaches you now and sets you down
>”What’s up honey, you usually only bury your face against my butt like that when something’s troubling you, otherwise you’d already have done things, mostly with that tongue of yours”
>You sigh and hang your head
“I’m worried about Peachy...”
>Daylily seems surprised
>”Worried about her? Usually it’s the other way around, I’m not even sure how many times she already has asked my Delight for help, concerning you especially you little rascal”
“But if she has then why is she now all loving and dating and secretive with another filly?”
>Daylily pauses mid-wipe
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>>30129526
>that sounds kind of wrong, until you realize that it’s her forehead she is wiping, because of the sweat
>”She’s what now? Tulip, that sounds ridiculous, she’s head over hooves for you, you two make such a cute couple”
“But mom...”
>”I’m sure you’re just mistaken, besides who is this new filly?”
“It’s Scratchy Velour”
>Daylily pauses
>”The filly who used to give you all that crap?”
>you nod
“Uh-huh...and then something completely different...”
>Now she looks worried
>”Then maybe you’re right, I hope that she’s not manipulating your friend into thinking they have a relationship when she’s just trying to pull off something, I ought to give her a spa-“
>She’s stopped when Midnight Delight swats her on the head with a rolled up newspaper
>”Oh shush you, Scratchy Velour might be a bit rough on the edges but she’s not that bad of a filly, you are completely out of the picture. And don’t go activating any dormant fetishes and kinks in my students, this one is already bad enough”
>Midnight Delight points at you, and then whispers something into Daylily’s ear, which makes her eyes go wide in surprised
>”Oh! Ohh so it’s like that...”
>She giggles? Why is she laughing? You’re loosing a friend it’s not funny! Your mom is a butt.
>”How about you freshen up and let me handle her”
>Daylily gives Midnight Delight a kiss on the cheek and then leaves, leaving you two alone together
>”Tulip, I’m not going to tell you anything because that would not be nice towards either Peachy nor Scratchy, but I think you need to have a talk with the two and tell them how you’re feeling when you’re left out like this, but trust me, they aren’t doing it to exclude you and leave you all alone”
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>>30129539
>You pout
“How do you know that?”
>Midnight Delight smirks
>”I’m a teacher, I know everything”
>You shrug your shoulders and wings
“Can’t argue against that logic”
>”You really need to talk to the two of them about this, trust me”
“But they are sneaking around behind my back, that means they don’t want to talk with me right?”
>”There’s a good reason for that”
>You’re still confused as you’re ushered out of the house by Midnight Delight
>So you decide to just sneak right in and listen to the two of them talk
>After a bit of sneaking around, thank you Sneak for those pointers, your teachings came in handy, you’re hidden and yet able to hear what the two of them are talking about in yet another secretive location you saw them go to earlier
>And what your ear picks up right away is crying, but not Peachy’s
>”I think she’ll just hate me because of how we’ve been for so long Peachy...”
>You just have to look out form your hiding place so you can see this
>Peachy is patting Scratchy Velour, who is crying, on the back
>What the ever-loving fig?
>”I’m sure she does not hate you Velour, I mean becoming her special somepony is still possible...”
>Velour sniffs sadly
>”And she already has you...why would she even choose me, you’re nice...and caring, and sweet...”
>Peachy’s wings pomf open and she blushes crimson
>”N-nooo...I’m not, sometimes I f-feel...”
>She leans in closer to Velour to whisper the last part but it’s audible enough thanks to her being so embarrassed she’s not able to properly control the volume of her voice
>”Jealous when she flirts with other ponies...”
>You feel like you just had an aneurysm
>Which is probably also the reason for jumping out form your hiding place
“You a what now what?”
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>>30129549
>Peachy’s eyes shoot as open as they can get as her mouth gets fixed into a silent screee, while Velour’s mouth falls open and she stares at you in disbelief
>”T-tulip!?”
>That’d be the peach
>”Tuliiip!”
>And that’d be the Scratch
>”Why are you here?”
>And that’s both of them, talking in unison
>You walk up to the two, Peachy looking panicked and Velour looking crossed at you
“Well I was afraid you two got together and wanted to exclude me so I followed you two”
>The look at one another, and then both of them blush rather red, which makes your chest ache, just a hint
>”W-with her, that’s silly Tulip! N-not that I don’t think you’re a good partner, I mean i think you are a very good partner for some pony but not for me”
>Velour nods at Peachy
>”Yeah, you’re a sweet, caring, kind and pretty filly but that does not mean I’m looking to get with you, no matter how well we get together and...”
>”Y-yeah...”
>They stare at one another, and now you look at the two while appearing crossed
“Ok break it up you two!”
>They put some distance between each other
“So...both of you like me?”
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>>30129559
>Velour nods and Peachy looks unsure, before covering her face and nodding
“And you don’t hate each other right? How about a trio instead of a duo”
>They both open up their mouths like they are about to say something, but then pause and agree with you
“See? it was that simple”
>You push your chest out proudly while the two shrug
>”I might as well, I am already butt deep in indecency with you...”
>Velour sighs, and then Peachy says her sayings next
>”I like you a lot Tulip but I also started to like her after helping her, and if this makes the two of you happy I’m happy as well”
>The three of you share a group hug, during which you begin to snicker as the hug breaks
>”What’s so funny?”
>You look at Velour
“I just remembered that there’s supposedly a trio of fillies somewhere calling themselves the cutie mark crusaders”
>”So?”
“We’re the cutie cunt crusader”
>Velour slaps you and Peachy baps you with her hoof
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deserved bap
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>>30129594
I'll read it a bit later, can't wait to update my fetishes
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>>30129594
Okay, I had a kek a few times already, good update
>cutie cunt crusader
holy lel
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>>30129594
Nice!
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>>30133025
>Cutie Cunt Crusaders to the lesb-cue!
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>>30129594
>Cutie Cunt Crusaders invade Daylil
>she tries to whack their butts to defend herself >3 horny fillies vs 1 mare was not fair from the very beginning
>Daylily gets fillycuddleraped, she ends as a moaning and squirting miserable piece of bat
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>>30135440
Such is life of daylily!
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>>30135440
From wanting to be a guard to getting tripple molested by fillies

you've come a long way
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>>30136798
such a bat life
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Putting this as a link because it's a Bat, not BatPon

https://mykecandraw.tumblr.com/post/160898558570/the-new-2018-echo-shell-drive-you-bats-a-small
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>>30139543
>dog nose
y tho
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>>30139588
Kinda aiming for this kind of bat, but the nose was hard to get right

http://kpq.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/bat.jpg
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>>30139543
Should get a tf sequence of this
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>>30140375
Batpon to Bat? That'd be interesting. I'll see what can be done.

New Echo art
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>>30140406
She looks nice, detective bat vibes
>>30140541
qt!
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Which bat filly gets lewded the most
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>>30141258
Tulpip
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>>30141258
it's a fight between Tulip and Blueberry
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Bat fillies are the best, cute bat fillies to warm your heart and lewd bat fillies to warm your cock
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I love bats!
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>>30141839
I love big fat tats
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>>30142158
>>30141839
Your powers combined, humanized...

Which bat busty bat? Biggest of the boobers
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It has been a long time. So long that unfortunately I have forgotten the password to my old pastebin. I'll make a new one and post the final updates there in the following days, however I must sleep.

I realize that it's been almost 2 years since the last update, so I will give a very brief overview and a recap of the previous update.

Moss Moon and the Lunar Spring is a story about an ostracized bat pony alchemist and an itinerant human warrior who quest for the legendary Lunar Spring to obtain it's magical healing waters, encountering many trials along the way. The pastebin containing all the story updates can be found here:
https://pastebin.com/u/MossMoon3

In the previous update, Moss Moon liberated the orphans of the Stronghold and was nearly killed by two human mercenaries serving under Cutter, a Captain sent by the Asperi warlords of the far, frozen North. Separated from Anon, the two face their own final challenges as the story heads towards its climax, and the Stronghold in flames faces what may be its final days. I apologize for the unconscionably long wait, but various circumstances prevented me from continuing until now. Now for the greentext:
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>You are Anon, and you have begun to change.
>Six dead men lie strewn across the dusty street, their broken bodies arranged in eternal repose.
>As if walking through a dream you had woven through them, seeing them in shadow, their twisted impressions like grey ghosts.
>Seeing their dreams, their fears, their nightmares. Cutting into their souls with a blade that was no longer your own.
>"You will slay them all, my servant," whispers the Goddess in your mind. "Before this night is done, you will purge them to the last, and the Earth will drink of their blood."
>Dead. They were all dead.
>A memory of a long-lost lover. Dreams of riches, dreams without meaning. Night terrors, visions of demons. Recollections of a man's childhood. You had sliced them all in twain.
>The Dreaming was unfolding before you. A vision of the Dreaming spilling out from your eyes like a new galaxy being born. The Dreaming, from which the Goddess ruled, and from which she would exact her vengeance.
>The power was unlike anything you'd ever felt before.
>It was as if you could walk through time. Through minds themselves.
>But not all minds.
>The sounds of crying wake you from your reverie.
>Through the smoke and dust and darkness you see them.
>The huddled forms of the bats you'd rescued with Moss Moon, the townsbats of the Stronghold.
>They still have not left the storehouse where they had been imprisoned.
>Instead they are huddled together in the corner, a great teeming mass of bat ponies, staring at you with what could only be utter terror.
>You step toward them. A younger mare screeches in fear. Stallions burst into tears.
>"No!" they scream. "No, please! Leave us!"
>"Monster! Creature! Begone!"
>They hiss, they howl, they cower in shadow.
>You lift your hand as if to speak, but no words come out.
>"No," says the Goddess. "They will love Us. They MUST love Us. Our time shall come again. But now they fear. First they must be freed. Our children must be freed."
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>>30142402

>You stagger from the building, no longer fully in control of your own body.
>"Seek out my enemies," she commands. Her voice insistent, deep, gnawing. "Drive out those who have turned my children into whimpering beasts. Those who have robbed them of their birthright. You will wrest it back. You will restore to them what has been lost."
>You can feel the power surging within you, growing ever greater, an endless wave from a dark, bottomless sea. She is awakening within you. She is returning once more to the world, and you are her conduit.
>Motes of red light dance suddenly in your vision, forming shapes. You shake your head, but you can see them all around you, at various distances, heights, and depths.
>A vast feeling of disconnection rolls over you, and you feel somehow detached from your own body, seeing suddenly the whole of the Stronghold, all its little buildings at your feet.
>It is as if a great, dark eye pulses far overhead, and you are seeing through it.
>You see them. All of them. Every last remaining human.
>Their huddled, fearful bodies. Their terrified minds. In pairs or all alone, hiding in stolen homes. You drink in their fear. You smell their red, running blood. The thirst of the Goddess fills your mouth.
>The last of Cutter's men. You will see them gone.
>Through the silent streets you stalk, under the clouds of smoke from the great fire. Night has just fallen. The hunter has returned. Your grim work begins.

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>>30142404

>You are Moss Moon, and you stand at a crossroads.
>The orphans await you outside the Stronghold. For now they are safe, thanks to you.
>You should hurry to them, you tell yourself; leave this burning hell behind. Save yourself, while you still can.
>But Anon.
>You can't leave Anon.
>No matter how many times you tell yourself that he'll be fine, that he can take care of himself - you know that is a lie. A lie you tell yourself to quell your fear.
>Your fear that if you leave this place, you will never see him ever again.
>He could already be dead. You'd left him there, all alone, surrounded by so many killers.
>You've prayed, oh how you've prayed, begging the Goddess to protect him. To protect you.
>But never does she respond. Never a single word, a single sign.
>Everything you've ever done, you've had to do by your own grit. You've had to rely on your own strength. Your own sturdiness. Because without it, you'd be dead.
>She's with me, you tell yourself. That's why I'm still alive. She's watching over me.
>Even as the pain throbs in your hooves and your back and your face, even as the blood of men drips from your fangs, you remind yourself of this:
>She is with me.
>But even if she is with me, I have to be the one to make things happen.
>I have to be the one to protect him.
>Your heart hammers in your chest.
>You remember Anja. How fast she had taken to the air when you had told her of Hunter Killer. How quickly she had gone to his side.
>How you wish you had your wings again, so that you could fly to the one you love.
>You had to find him, quickly, if you could. If you left now, you would always regret it.
>Summoning your strength, the endurance that had never failed you, that has carried your broken body all these years, you gallop back into the streets of the Stronghold.
>You can't look for Anon from the air, but there is another way to seek him.
>Your hooves carry you back where you left him - the storehouse.
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>>30142409

>The streets are eerily quiet, the only sounds your hoof-falls against the stones.
>You encounter no one. No mercenaries try to strike you, no soldiers step from alleyways to cut you down.
>Breathing hard, you come to a stop before the storehouse.
>Your heart sinks when you see the bodies littering the street outside.
>Frantically you search between them, looking for Anon.
>Is that him? Is he - no, no, it's only a mercenary, one of Cutter's…
>Your panic rises even as you determine that Anon is not among the dead lying before you.
>Where is he? Where has he gone?
>"Witch! There she is!"
>The cry sounds behind you, and then a great hissing; you are shocked when you turn your head
>There at your back stands almost the whole of the Stronghold, every single bat
>The face of every tormentor, every pony that has ever spat on you, kicked you, threatened to throw you to the beasts outside.
>Hatred glows from every eye.
>"You!" comes a screech. "You! You have done this! You are the one who brought calamity upon us, you cursed bound!"
>A rock sails by. A second strikes you in your shoulder, pain blossoming down your leg.
"No - " you try to say, "Stop - "
>It is no use. The crowd surges forward, and the front line is upon you
>You feel them scratching, biting, clawing
>"Whore!"
>"Witch!"
>A stallion shoves you, sending you into a wall
>You struggle to keep your footing when a pair of bat ponies lunge at you, spitting obscenities in your ear
"Get - OFF!"
>With your powerful forehooves you push them back, before bolting down an alleyway
>You can hear them behind you, chasing you, seeking your blood
>A hundred times before they'd chased you
>Even now they hate you
>And perhaps they are right to hate you
>They had nothing before, but now they have less than nothing
>It was all gone now
>All gone
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>>30142415

>Could you really say that they are not cursed? These ponies at the edge of the world, trapped under the thumb of the Asperi, little lives continuing only at their whim?
>You have no time to think, no time to reflect
>You are just a bound, a cursed creature, hated by all
>But you refuse to die, not here, not now
>Their howls and screams sound behind you, their blind rage, their fangs seeking through you their hated masters
>But they will not have their revenge today, no matter how thin it would be
>You know all too well how to escape, having practiced a hundred times before
>Leaping from alley to alley, climbing through the crannies of the old stone buildings, you hear their screams fading behind you
>Eventually you have lost sight of them, and they have lost all track of you
>When at last you slow down, you feel the tears streaming down your cheeks
>You let out a choked, ragged breath, and dry your eyes against a forelimb
>Anon, where are you?
>You would never find him. Perhaps the townsbats knew, but they would never talk to you. They'd sooner tear you limb from limb.
"I'm sorry," you whisper, choking back a sob.
>Apologizing to Anon. To the bats of the Stronghold. To the orphans awaiting you outside.
>Apologizing to the Goddess. To yourself.
>Failed. Another failure. Failed even now, when you were needed most of all.
"Anon, I'm so sorry…"
>You don't want to feel sorry for yourself. You don't want to sit here and cry. But what can you do?
>There's no where to go. Nowhere to look. You could spend all night searching for Anon and never find him. He could be long dead and you'd never know.
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>>30142419

>I can't give up, you tell yourself. I can't.
>Even if it means facing the townsbats again, or fighting more humans, or wading through the great bonfire itself. You would not give up on Anon.
>Because you know he would never give up on you.
>You force yourself from your hiding place, slipping from shadow to shadow.
>You could go back to the fire, brave the open spaces, perhaps find him fighting -
>Stepping into a small courtyard, your mind races, thinking of where to go, when you suddenly see it
>Your breath catches in your throat
>A feeling of horrible dread settles over you when you realize what exactly you're looking at it
>An unimaginable fear as your eyes alight on the stacks of barrels, smelling of sulphur, stacked high against the walls of an old empty tavern, turning this hell into an even greater nightmare
>Black powder, primed and ready for detonation.

* * *

End of Part 20.
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>>30142423
Oh wow it's been ages, good to see you back

Solid update like always, so excited that this story is not abandoned!
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>>30142423
Wow, just wow
Good to see you new back
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>>30142423
More!!!
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>>30142423
Poor batties...
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>>30142423
I want to give a sturdy bat a sturdy hug
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STOP DESTROYING MY RGRE THREAD FUCKING BAT REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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>>30144545
We don't visit rgre
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>>30144545
I wonder sometimes i wonder if they was wrong or stupid
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>>30144545
You can’t be racist, if there are differents races.
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>>30142423
Keep it up moss.
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MossAnon totally destroyed the competition. Kek. Writing skill 10/10
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>>30142423
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>>30018201
that cutiemark ruined it
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>>30142423
Do you plan to do something more with Acacia and Robinia?
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>>30146214
It's not a race Anon
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>>30148617
I enjoy every story in /bat/
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>>30142751
>>30143025
>>30143072
>>30143225
>>30143823
>>30145692
>>30146214
>>30146812
>>30147591

Thank you for the support everyone. I'm pleasantly surprised to see so much interest. Very sorry to have kept you waiting all this time, and I'm very glad to bring sturdy bate back to you.

In the interest of not flooding the thread (and since we are fairly close to the post limit) I will post one update each day this week, and upload each new installment to the new pastebin, which can be found here:
https://pastebin.com/u/MossMoon5

Also, since we are so close to the end of the story and I'll be posting the updates frequently, I won't be writing a short recap for each update; I will simply post the new greentext and the pastebin link.

>>30147591
I am. I'll need a short break once I've finished with Moss Moon and the Lunar Spring, but I will return afterward to continue the sisters' story. I'd like to do it as a CYOA, if there is interest. We would start roughly where we left off.

Now for the pastebin:
https://pastebin.com/sqBgZGBL

And the greentext:
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>>30148899

>You are Anon, and you are losing your mind
>It is as if the sequence of events now unfolding are happening to someone else, and you are merely watching
>And yet you can feel your body, feel the stones beneath your feet, feel the crunch of bone and sinew as your blade takes another life
>Silence
>You stand, breathing heavily, in the darkness of the chamber, ducking your head to fit in the squat structure built for bat ponies, not for humans
>The corpse of another mercenary lies bisected against the wall, his sword still gripped in his dead hand
"How long - will you make me do this?" you ask, forcing the words out through gritted teeth
>Even as you protest, your feet are carrying you out the door, out to the next target
>"Do you equivocate?" the Goddess asks, her voice coldly bereft of emotion. "Do not forget who it was who allowed you to once again draw breath."
>You feel a twinge, a dull sense of irony
>You know who is truly responsible for keeping you alive
>For saving you again and again
"I want to help - her - "
>"My servants all must play their parts," comes the reply. "Your life is mine to do with as I see fit. That was our bargain."
>You know that there are no words that can change her mind, no words that can free you
>You are trapped in your bond to the Goddess
>Again and again you kill, guided from red form to red form, seeking the human stragglers who now hide in the homes of those they once terrorized
>It becomes a blur to you, another dream
>You remember being Boy, remember watching the villages as they burned, the shadows of Father and of Cutter and all their warriors slaying and torturing
>Is this vengeance? Is this your penitence?
>Not yet. Not yet.
>Not until they are all gone.
>Your hand tightens consciously around the hilt of your sword.
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>>30148904

>The Goddess' rage is your rage, her bloodlust your bloodlust
>Through a haze of red you cut down man after man
>It is only after some indeterminate time - it could have been minutes, or an hour, though it felt like a year, and like no time at all - that you find yourself wandering down a long, wide street
>You become vaguely aware of shadows ahead, creatures whose dreams you cannot see
>Bat ponies
>On the ground lie two dead humans, their blood seeping into the gutter
>Near them lie the bodies of two ponies, attended by a large, white mare
>She's nuzzling one, and does not turn to look at you
>Vaguely you are aware of a wounded stallion, still standing, the only one paying you any attention, brandishing a spear
>"Murphy! Murphy, shoot him!" he cries. When nothing happens, he curses under his breath. "Bastard, he's abandoned us."
>For a long moment you regard the scene in detachment, as if in a drunken stupor, struggling to speak
>"Back off!" the stallion shouts. "I"ll kill you where you stand, human!"
"I've been killing humans all night," you finally say. "I have no quarrel with you."
>The white mare turns her head to look at you, coldly appraising you with her ice blue eyes.
>"Leave him," the mare says. "This one no threat. He is friend of witch. The bound."
>After she says this, a loud groan comes up from the stallion by her hooves
>"Oh, for Goddess' sake," you hear. "What justice is there that those two are still alive? I swear, this night just keeps getting worse."
>Past the white mare, you see him: Hunter Killer, slumped against a wall, a forelimb folded across his belly
>He coughs. Blood. He squints angrily in your direction
>"Well? What is it?" he demands. "Can't you see we're busy?"
"What happened?"
>"Cutter happened. We fought. Killed his men, sent him running with his tail between his legs."
>He laughs, darkly, a wretched sound that ends with him gasping for breath. Anja rests a hoof on his shoulder.
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>>30148907

>"'But Captain,'" Hunter Killer crows, in an affected, dopey voice, "'humans don't have tails!'"
>His gaze drops to the form of the fallen pony beside him
>"That's what Niebler would say, if he wasn't dead." He sighs. "Oh poor, dead Niebler. I'll be joining him soon."
>The white mare hisses. "Don't be of saying this. You are strong. You will live."
>"I appreciate your optimism Anja. But I'm already dead. My body's just too dumb to realize it yet."
>Hunter Killer winces, shifting the bloodied hoof on his abdomen. The coils of his shredded intestines are visible in the shadows.
>"Bastard gutted me but good. But he died for it," he says. He kicks the head of one of the dead humans. "Oh, did he die. His screams almost distracted me from the blinding pain. Almost."
"Where did Cutter go?" you ask.
>"Back to the fire I reckon. That's where I saw him heading. Coward ran soon as the cavalry arrived."
>A flicker of pride briefly softens Anja's grim expression.
>"You'll finish him off, won't you?" Hunter Killer continues. "Consider that an order, from me to you. I want this human scum eradicated. You understand, don't you?"
>Another bright, hacking laugh.
>"Fate has such a ridiculous sense of humor. Where is your friend, anyway?"
"She's looking after the others. The bats who live here."
>Hunter Killer snorts. "What? Are you serious? Ha!" he shakes his head. "What a poor fool. A bound helping the ones who hate her. She'd be better leaving this place and never looking back."
>Part of you agrees. Part of you admires Moss Moon. All of you wishes to see her again. You stay silent.
>"Get going, then," Hunter Killer says. "At least finished what we started. It's the least we can do. This revolution's over before it could even begin. What a waste."
>His two companions stare at the ground, at their dead comrade, their wounded leader, but say nothing
>"Take me outside," Hunter Killer continues. "I want to see the sky before I kick off."
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>>30148918

>Together his companions stoop to support him. "Go on!" he cries. "I don't want to say it again!"
>But already you are moving on, leaving them behind.
>Heading back to the great bonfire, where Cutter surely awaits.
>As you pass through the shaded alleyways, heading for that distant red glow, you become aware of another presence in this place
>An immense pressure emanating from somewhere ahead, a wave of air that seems to cling to your very body
>You can sense a new emotion from the Goddess. Anxiety. Caution. She is alert now, you can feel it. But she says nothing yet. Watching. Waiting.
>The air is eerily heavy when you step into the Stronghold's center
>Smoke billows from the bonfire, sending up hundreds of glowing embers as the flames lick toward the high rock ceiling
"Why can't I see him?" you ask, in your mind
>"Be silent," the Goddess hisses. "Concentrate."
>You do as you are bid, slowly circling the fire, looking for any sign of Cutter, any movement, any sound
>You know he is nearby, you can feel his dreaming, but you cannot see his shape
>In the instant you become aware, it is only by reflex that you survive
>Leaping to the side, you narrowly avoid the spinning knife as it sails through the air where you once stood
>"Boy…"
>There, in the mouth of an alleyway adjoining the courtyard, stands the lanky silhouette of Cutter
>He leans upon the black blade - Father's sword - its edge pressed down into the stones
>The feeling of pressure has magnified a hundredfold around him, and the air itself trembles like a mirage
>"That is no blade," the Goddess spits, reading your thoughts. "That is the Horn of my Enemy, ripped from his corpse. Even now he haunts me. Every moment of his existence is an insult to my rule!" She is shrieking now in your ear. "Destroy him, mortal! Destroy him in my name!"
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>>30148928

>Cutter regards you coldly from afar
>"I'm so glad we could see each other, one last time," he calls. "I don't know how you escaped, nor how you still draw breath. But I must admit, it pleases me to no end. I so wanted to watch you die."
>Through him you can see his dreaming, an undulating, horrible mass, but something is shading it, obfuscating its true form
>Something vast, cyclopean beyond measure, emanating from the weapon he holds before him
>You have nothing to say to him. You draw your sword.
>As if your mirror, Cutter kicks the Black Horn up onto his shoulder. "I will enjoy killing you, Boy." He cackles. "As will your Father."
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>>30148936

>Slowly you approach, your sword held away from your body, defensive against his long blade
>His range is far greater; you will have to cut past the arc of his swing to reach his body, a dangerous maneuver
>You find yourself wishing for a spear, anything to give you an advantage
>It is only with vague surprise that you realize that the Goddess has already responded, morphing the dream of your sword into a long-hafted halberd
>Cutter's black eyes widen in amazement. "What sorcery is this?"
>You give him no time to ponder, charging immediately, fronting your weapon's razor sharp point
>Your opponent is no true warrior, a pale imitation of the man who once wielded the weapon he holds
>Letting out a strangled cry, Cutter turns and flees into the alleyway, escaping into the shadows
>Something ominous and angry pulses in the air, the omnipresent feeling of pressure reverberating with unutterable words spoken from some far distant place
>In response the Goddess' elation pounds in your ears, urging you on, commanding you to give chase
>Even as you rush after your quarry, the atmosphere gives you pause
>Something is not right
>"Go, go!" comes the Goddess' feverish cry. "He is in rout! Finish him now, now!"
>You struggle to resist her sudden derangement, her single-minded focus on destruction, but it drives you on, on
>You charge forward, after Cutter, after the Black Horn, toward you know not what.

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End of Part 21.
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>>30148943
I must say the way you're writing gives me goosebumps. Even if I'm not a fan of gore and suffering in pone stories, this one is really great, especially the fact that Moonbutt possessed Anon to smack shit out of humans.
Is this Luna or NMM who uses Anon?
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>>30148943
Poor anal butt, I almost feel sorry for him
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>>30148943
Another update already? Good work! Things are heating up, I love it.
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Moss Moon is a qtpi
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Bate silently kees
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>>30152014
smack-the-pony-and-leave
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>>30148998
Thank you! Good question. In this story I always envisioned her as a mix of the two. The times in this Equestria are dark, and I see her as a kind of guardian goddess, so she has both benevolent and violent aspects. Kind (like Luna) to her followers, and brutally vengeful (like NMM) against those who hurt them. So when she's using Anon, it is more of her NMM side that's coming out. She isn't infallible, so she can still be selfish and jealous like NMM, even if her ultimate intention is to protect her followers. She wants to save them, but she also wants to make sure she keeps them. She doesn't want to be abandoned or replaced, like her sister was.

>>30149191
>>30150247
>>30150556
Onward to the next part. Should be able to reach the ending by the end of the week.

The pastebin:
https://pastebin.com/2y281DFH

And the greentext:

>You are Moss Moon, and you are facing oblivion.
>Before you, stacked against the tavern wall in columns 5 barrels high, is a mass of black powder
>You recognize the smell immediately, having once experimented with the substance in Grandmother's study
>You know just how deadly this stuff can be
>If a single spark were to ignite the contents of even just one of these barrels…
>Luckily there is no one around, no humans trying to detonate the pile
>Surely they would not be so suicidal, right?
>The thought is a desperate comfort, and nothing more
>You know what humans are like, what they're capable of
>For the black powder to even be here tells you that the Stronghold was never meant to survive
>No, you're overreacting, you tell yourself
>This must be their only store, they must've brought it for some other purpose
>But when you scale to the top of the tavern and look about you, the dread builds ever higher
>Dotting the courtyards around you, here and there, are more barrels, like breadcrumbs of black powder
>Spaced to catch fire in turn, should one stack be lit - preparation for a grand chain reaction
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>>30154561
>You can see that here and there are many such barrels tucked away, awaiting such a contingency
>There is no telling how many stacks are standing hidden throughout the city.
>Panic begins to set in. At any moment, someone could set off an explosion, one that could rip across the entire Stronghold.
>You have to do something, you have to disable them somehow
>But there are too many, how could you ever reach them all in time? What would you even do to neutralize them?
>As you sit here deliberating, some palsy-handed human could be lighting black powder ablaze halfway across town
>Or a spark from the bonfire could be spinning, spinning, falling down toward a nearby stack
>You have to do something, warn them, warn Anon, warn the others -
>For a moment, you pause
>The others, who had just chased you, cursed you, tried to tear you apart
>For what reason should you save them, when they would never do the same for you? For the orphans? For even themselves, perhaps?
>It is for the Goddess to judge them, you tell yourself
>But that doesn't stop the anger from bubbling up from deep within
>How suddenly it comes, your hatred for them
>Hatred for the many years of torment they'd inflicted upon you
>Keeping you trapped here, punishing you when they caught you trying to leave, kicking you into the dirt, letting you starve
>Even after you'd just rescued them with Anon, they attacked you as they always had
>Why should you help them? Why now?
>Let them burn… let them all go up in flames.
>You bite your lip, so hard that you draw blood.
>No.
>How many of their bones had you set? Illnesses vanquished? Foals delivered?
>Even in their hatred, their mistreatment of you, they had sought you out.
>Used you, yes. Paid you in coin but never in kindness. Spat on you even after you had saved their lives.
>You had never asked to be their pariah. It was a burden that you had come to bear.
>Either death or alienation. You had picked the latter.
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>>30154571

>This was the life you chose.
>You would not turn back on that now.
>Not now, when you could save so many.
>Hurriedly you navigate back toward the storehouse, keeping to the shadows.
>You encounter no ponies on the return trip
>Indeed, it appears that they all had remain clustered by the storehouse, milling aimlessly about
>Bravely you step forth into the open, making yourself seen
>This time they do not give chase. Instead they eye you sullenly, having given up on the idea of catching you.
"Everypony!" you call out. "We have to leave, there is powder - black powder, it's everywhere, it could go up at any moment!"
>To your shock, most of the bats do not even stir
>A few hiss angrily at you, telling you to go away
"What are you doing?" you cry. "We have to go! Do you want to die here?"
>From among them emerges the old shopkeeper, the one who used to sell you supplies, though he did so with disdain
>"You want to leave, then go," he says. "No one will hold you here anymore. We've never wanted you here, anyway. All you've done is bring misfortune."
"Have you not seen the powder?" you ask
>"Of course we have. We helped them move it in." He ignores the look of shock on your face. "What else could we do? This is our home. We have nowhere else to go."
"But, why - you could have fought them - "
>"Don't be a fool. We are mares and old stallions. None of us are soldiers. They would have cut us to pieces. We could either have death, or surrender ourselves to their whims. It seems that death will be the outcome regardless."
"It doesn't have to be," you start to say. "We can all leave, go south, far away -"
>"And do what there?" the shopkeeper asks. "We have lived here all our lives. There is nothing for us in the south. Our livelihoods were here. Now they are gone. Our time is over. The Asperi and their humans have finally seen to that."
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>>30154582

>With that he turns away from you, giving you a final glare over his shoulder, before returning to the rest of the crowd
>You swallow nervously, then grit your teeth
>His were the words of someone with no hope, no passion, no fire
>The mannerisms of the townsbats were those of a population that had wholly given up
>What can you do for them? What medicine could you administer to heal what was fundamentally broken?
>The more you think, the more angry you become
>Thinking of all the times they'd pushed you down, and every time you'd stood back up
>How you became stronger and stronger because you refused to lie down and die
>A rock lies near your hooves
>You pick it up.
"Get -
>You throw it into the crowd with all your might.
" - OUT!"
>It bounces off the back of a coquettish mare, eliciting a squeak of pain
>A great cry of anger rises from the crowd as their eyes fix on you
>Another rock. It fits in your hoof as if you were always meant to throw it. You launch it at the old shopkeeper, instead hitting his neighbor in the leg.
>"How dare you!" he cries
"Shut up!"
>There are rocks all around you, bricks and debris
>You toss them one after another, throwing rock after rock, striking bat ponies as they hiss and screech and rage at you
"Get out!" you scream. "Get out, get out!"
>A few bats move toward you, but rocks to their faces and chests send them staggering back
>They take to the air, hissing, spiraling upward, upward and away
"Go! Go, damn you!"
>You keep throwing, keep screeching, expelling those who have hurt you once and for all
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>>30154589

>Bat ponies recoil and spit, familiar faces contorted with rage, with primal awakening, as your relentless attack drives them into the air
>Soon the whole swarm of them flies above you, screeching and crying, their calls echoing throughout the vast chamber within the mountain
"Leave! Leave!"
>You scream, even as your lungs burn and your vocal cords threaten to tear
>You scream until they have all dispersed, flying toward the Stronghold's exits, flying away from you
>Blinking back tears of rage, you watch them go, panting as you allow yourself to breathe deep of the sooty air
>You did it
>You feel no pride, no happiness for it
>But you did it
>The orphans, the townsbats, all have gone
>That leaves only you, and -
>The ground shakes suddenly beneath you
>You whirl around, expecting to see explosive plumes of fire
>Instead you see a bright purple glow, a flash of dark light, coming from the direction of the great bonfire
>Anon -
>You gallop toward it, heedless of danger
>Hoping, praying that you are not too late

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End of Part 22.
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>>30154597
Poor bat, she deserves Anon's hug.
And poor bats, I'd hug them all
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>>30154597
heartbreaking
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>>30154597
Oh, also writers pastebin has been updated with your new pastebin link.

Also update on my slow as hell picture.
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>>30011679
>Bats irl help make tequila

Does that mean batponies invented alcohol?
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>>30155327
Bats invented being lewd and clumsy when drunk
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If bats are nocturnal, and crime usually happens at night, would batponies be predisposed to be criminals?
Would they pimp out stallions who got mixed up with things they shouldn't have?
Would Anon get pimped out by a bat because he couldn't pay for his hugging addiction?
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>>30155828
they are bats not ziggers m8
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>>30155828
More like cuddlerapists, they press their fluffy bodies against innocent victims
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>>30155813
Happy
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>>30155287
Hanging around
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I want to lick Velour's honey pot
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>>30157907
It feels scratchy
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>>30158063
But also sweet
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>>30160040
>Fangs even though Luna's guards don't have any
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>>30160050
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>>30155287
Thanks for adding in the link, much appreciated. Nice update, too.
>>30154946
>>30155248
Pastebin for the next part:
https://pastebin.com/YgnNBAKB

And the greentext:

>You are Anon, a human warrior.
>And you have chased down your prey.
>In the back of an alleyway, you've caught him. Cutter.
>He stands atop a pile of what you realize, despite the flickering shadows, must be barrels.
>In one hand he clutches a burning brand, in the other, the Black Horn.
>Over the stench of smoke and fear, the faint smell of sulphur assaults your nose.
>"Do you know what these are, Boy?"
>His face is full of mirth, dead eyes glinting in the light of the brand, but he cannot keep the shaking from his voice.
>"It's powder, boy. I'm going to blow this place sky high."
>Your grip on the dream halberd remains neutral
>It does not matter to you if he is bluffing, or telling the truth
>You are merely watching the amorphous mass of his dreaming, the essence masked by the weapon in his hand
>Waiting for an opening
>"You must understand. The Asperi are no longer interested in these podunk little villages. Too little to offer. Too ripe for rebellion. They want this place gone. They want all these little flying rats obliterated."
>He's waiting for you to respond, gauging you for fear, but you have none
>You feel next to nothing
>Even as the Goddess chatters in your ear, urging you on, telling you to kill, to snap the Horn, crush it to dust, and scatter it to the wind
>"Don't you have anything to say, Boy? Or are you afraid?"
>You know Cutter doesn't care about the Stronghold, or the Asperi
>Always he has used the agenda of the Frozen Princes as an excuse to indulge his own impulses
>You know that the only reason he would ever blow this place apart would be if he thought he could kill you in the process
>Could Cutter truly bring himself to do it? Could he truly bring himself to commit suicide, just to end your life?
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>>30161229

>"Yes, you fear me, you know that I hold it all in the balance, that I could end you with but a whim! I have won, Boy! I will finally see your Father avenged!"
>No. No, you just can see it.
>He is too weak.
>He is nothing like Father.
>He is afraid. And his fear is overwhelming the obfuscating power of the Horn.
>You see him trembling there, see the fear he cannot hide, and suddenly the mask falls away
>A subtle hiss spills out from the air, a hiss of anger from the weapon that should never have belonged to Cutter in the first place
>Cutter's dreaming appears. The black mass of it, a roiling bubble into which you can pry and peel apart his reality.
>You can see the span of Cutter's life.
>The burning of his hands. Sobbing, crying child. The beatings.
>The murders.
>The gleeful twisting of his grin as he cuts apart his prey. Their screams, a thousand dying screams.
>You see and hear and smell it all.
>The beating of his fearful heart. No, no, no.
>Watching you. Watching Father. No. How he loved Father, no, how could you - how could you have killed him, Boy?
>How could you?
>The nightmare plays over and over in his mind, every night, every horrible night, watching himself watch you kill Father over and over again, watching you stab him through the back, no, no, Boy! No!
>You realize, distantly, that you are his nightmare.
>You are the thing this wretched creature hates and fears the most.
>It is the easiest thing in the world to end him. You had already killed him long ago.
>The half-moon blade of dreams slices through Cutter's mind. The maw of the Goddess yawns wide.
>He screams, screams, screams as she swallows him whole.
>And then he is dead. Standing dead atop the mountain of barrels, struck down without you even touching him.
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>>30161235

>Cutter drops the burning brand. It falls upon the barrels of powder, flames sputtering, then blazing strong once more.
>His body collapses, spitting blood, and he falls out of sight.
>From his hand, the Black Horn falls. It clatters to the ground.
>The ancient weapon thrums ominously at your feet, pulsing with unfathomable power.
>Removed from its weak host, it is ready to take on a new owner.
>A new champion.
>"Pick it up, Boy."
>A dark voice in your mind. A new voice. The Goddess is trying to speak, but you can barely hear her over the droning of the Horn.
>You look up. Father is looming up before you. Great, shaggy-haired Father with the blazing white grin.
>"By rights, it is your weapon," he says. "Do you deserve to wield it?"
>There is a flash of purple light, an eerie scream. The braying of a nightmarish stallion. You can see it in the space beyond your eyes. A creature looking back at you from the abyss.
>The Black Horn is in your hands.
>"Destroy it, you wretch!" The Goddess screams, though her voice is barely audible. Vaguely you feel her anger, her fear. "Destroy it now, before it is too late!"
>You feel so numb.
>Floating in some dark space.
>Where are you? What are you becoming?
>You struggle to remember yourself. Who you are.
>Training with Father. Practicing the steps, the cuts, the killing blows.
>"You are a killer," he says. "You will always be a killer. That is all you will ever be. That is what makes you human. Never forget that."
>You move in time to block his strike, deflecting the Black Horn as Father brings it down to bear upon your head.
>"There can be no hesitation," Father says. "The moment you hesitate is the moment you die."
>He swings again, driving you back. Back into the void.
>You can't hear the Goddess anymore. You can hear no dark voice, hear no thrum of the weapon.
>There is only you, and Father, and the fight of that day, when you could bear that life no longer.
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>>30161242

>"Kill me," Father commands, attacking again and again, a blur of blades. "Kill me, if this is what you hate. Kill me, as you did before."
>You parry and backstep, avoiding the arc of the Horn. You feel no exhaustion, no impetus to ever stop. You could fight forever. Kill forever. If you wanted to.
>Trapped like this for eternity. Fighting, as your blood demands.
>No -
>This is not what you want.
>The Black Horn swings toward you.
>The nightmare presses in around you.
>You focus.
>You remember.
>Dull gold eyes, green hair.
>Her embrace.
>You open your eyes again, and find yourself in the Dreaming.
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>>30161256

>All around you are the shapes of countless creatures.
>You see the dreams of insects, the dreams of bats, the dreams of the dead.
>The pink waters of the sea of dreams, rippling beneath your feet. A sky vast and deep, dark blue. A brilliant full moon, pure and without fault.
>A shining path appears before you, winding across the water.
>You follow it. Trees of spindled gold fiber sprout beside you at every step, blossoming with great white flowers, vines of plump golden fruit.
>Stars of many colors shimmer overhead, forming constellations, changing, dreaming.
>You walk for what seems like hours across the ever-changing sea.
>In time you come across a white orb, a little ball of warmth that is alien, yet oddly familiar.
>It can only be your own dream.
>Tentatively you reach out with a hand, and thumb through its contents.
>You pass through your childhood, looking upon the face of your Mother that until now you could hardly remember.
>Seeing those brief moments of happiness that punctuated the horror that was your existence.
>You continue ahead, through adolescence, into adulthood.
>To Moss Moon, meeting your gaze for the first time.
>Moss Moon, sharing with you a mango.
>Moss Moon, in your arms, telling you how she felt for you.
>You telling her the same.
>Moments you want to remember, always.
>You know now what you must do.
>How to free yourself.
>You return to that day, that day when you were still just a Boy.
>The image of you and Father. The nightmare of that day, when you took from him his life, and felt your own seep away.
>The eternal combat, that even now rages in your mind.
"Enough."
>You reach out with your hand,
>and you tear it down.

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End of Part 23.
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>>30161265
I have vibes like from anime and vaporwave, nice update
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>>30162888
I want to play with her tongue
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Boop
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Live damn you
>>30161265
Nice
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Filly noises
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>>30164942
Snuggle huggle cuddle cuddle noises
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>>30165679
Am envy
Gibe fily
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>>30165966
Filly too shy for that
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>>30166008
What a big tease I love it
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>>30166008
How do we open up filly?
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>>30167092
Use an anime sex plant
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>>30161492
>>30164746

Thanks friends. The updates march on.

Pastebin:
https://pastebin.com/qsiT7H70

Greentext:

>You are Moss Moon, a brave bat pony.
>And you are running for your life.
>You had saved the orphans of the Stronghold. Driven the townsbats away from certain death.
>When you had seen the flash of bright purple light, you knew that Anon had something to do with it. Knew that you had to help him.
>But when you arrived, you could see no one there - and instead saw only the burning crown of a stack of powder barrels.
>Immediately you had turned on your hoof to flee, when the first explosion sent you flying
>You'd landed face first against stone, scraping fur and flesh from your scarred cheek.
>When the second explosion sounded, you were already back on your hooves, racing as fast as your legs would carry you.
>You have done all you could here.
>Now the only thing you can do is save yourself.
>You run.
>The streets are empty. No one remains in the Stronghold but you.
>Your heart hammers in your chest. The sounds of your hoof-falls are drowned out by the successive roars of explosions at your back.
>Heat and flames lick at your coat, singing your tail, roasting you even as you gallop away.
>Another explosion rocks the earth, too close. You are sent flying again, this time into the wall of a building. You feel something crack. A groan of pain escapes your lips.
>You stagger forward. Your vision blurs. You vomit.
>No. Not here.
>Not now.
>Another explosion. The heat is so intense that you feel the skin on your flank sizzling.
>The pain launches you forward. You bolt, heading instinctually for the exit.
>You can barely see anything. There's so much smoke. The ground is shaking.
>Rocks fall all around you. They pelt your battered hide, breaking bones, pulverizing muscle.
>The agony is unlike anything you've ever felt.
>You know if you stop, you will die.
>Not here -
>You won't die here.
>Not in the Stronghold.
>This place is not your home.
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>>30167797

>You run, your legs unfeeling, your body numbing itself to pain.
>You are immune to pain.
>Your whole life has prepared you for this, prepared you to break every obstacle you could ever face.
>The only thing that will ever stop you is death.
>And today, you're going to outrun it.
>The dim outline of the exit appears ahead of you.
>You need only run down the main road.
>A road upon which before you'd always had to creep and hide, hoping to avoid the gaze of some bored guard.
>There is no one to watch you now.
>No one to stop you.
>Just you, the exit, and the fire at your back.
>Blood hammers in your ears. Your heart and lungs push to their limit, propelling you forward, forcing your sturdy body to keep moving.
>Another explosion. Another blast that sends you flying into the air. Your hooves leave the ground.
>You sail out into the cold night.
>Flying, briefly, under the moon.
>When you land, you are barely conscious of the ground coming up brutally to meet you.
>Branches snapping, rocks and debris shooting around you, hard earth mercilessly cradling your spinning body.
>You roll down, down the slope, far from the mouth of the cave
>When at last you stop, you wonder briefly if you'll ever be able to walk again
>You lie there, listening to the pounding of your heart, the ragged breaths you force yourself to take
>For a long while, you can think of a nothing at all, reveling only in the mere fact that you survived, that you are still alive
>And then your thoughts turn to him
>Anon…
>You choke, swallowing the cry of anguish
>Did he escape?
>You didn't see him
>You have no idea where he went, where he could be now
>For all you know, he went up in flames like the rest of the Stronghold
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>>30167800

>Lying there in the underbrush on the side of the mountain, under the night sky, you finally allow yourself to succumb to emotion
>Tears stream freely down your face, mixing with the dirt
>You pound your hoof into the ground, again and again, ignoring the throbbing, stabbing pain in your sides, in your legs, all over
>Why, why, why?
>Why did you leave him alone?
>You know why. You know that if you had not left when you did, the orphans may not ever have made it out of the Stronghold.
>But even so, you curse yourself, you wish, insanely, that you could have split yourself in two, and done everything that you needed to do.
>You are only mortal. Just a single pony. You did what you could.
>Goddess, what could you have done?
>You ask her this, lying there all alone
>Begging for her counsel, hoping for some kind of comfort
>You curl into yourself and sob, feeling all the pain and misery come crashing down upon you
>Voices, suddenly
>You swallow repeatedly, quieting your cries
>Turning on your belly, you peek through the grasses in which you are partially hidden
>In the distance you see a group of bat ponies solemnly marching, heading down the mountain path
>An entire squad of them, led by a familiar white figure
>Anja
>On her back she bears the broken body of another pony, one you quickly recognize as Hunter Killer
>With her sharp eyes, it is not long before Anja notices your hiding place
>She halts, and the stallions trailing behind her halt in turn, following her gaze
>At first you fear they will attack you, but you realize that they are in no condition to fight
>Their eyes are listless, their wings and tails drooping in resignation
>Anja calls out to you. "Do you live?"
For a moment, you are silent. "Still moving," you finally say.
>"Good," she replies. "You friend is where?"
You choke over the words. "I don't know."
>Though the hard line of her mouth does not change, her blue eyes soften, only slightly
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>>30167804

>"Death come. Death take," she says. "But you live. Keep live. For him."
>She looks over her shoulder, forlornly, at the body of Hunter Killer, lying lifelessly across her back
>You feel a twinge, seeing the body of someone you once hated, carried by those who loved him
>"Goodbye, good witch," Anja says. "Leave now. Night creatures come soon. Will eat what they find."
>Like a rusted machine, the procession takes a few faltering steps forward, and then it is marching again, heading down the mountain
>Watching them go, something moves, deep in your heart
>You look into your bag, and see the faint white glow of the final vial
>The vial that you had retrieved from the Spring so many weeks ago and carried all this distance, the vial that had survived almost being lost, being stolen, being thrown bodily from the Stronghold
>Miraculously, through all your trials, it had remained unbroken.
"Wait," you say.
>The procession stops again. Anja looks back at you. Her eyes widen when she sees the vial.
>Wordlessly she steps to the side, bearing her back to you. The other bats chitter in curiosity, and in fear, but none move to stop you
>Hunter Killer lies insensate on Anja's back, his body drained nearly of all its blood.
>His wounds are great and terrible. But the power of the water is even more so.
>Gingerly you open his mouth and pour the water onto the back of his tongue, letting it drip down his throat
>The glowing liquid disappears down his gullet
>Immediately the water's magic begins to take effect. The air is filled with the quiet, wet sounds of flesh stitching itself, of blood pouring into Hunter Killer's veins.
>You don't even stay to watch it happen
>You're so tired now.
>So tired.
>You let the empty vial slip from your hoof. It breaks upon the ground.
>You walk away, vaguely aware of voices, the cries of elation as the bats watch their leader return to life
>So tired, but you have to keep moving.
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>>30167806

>Hex and Nightstone, all the orphans, they're waiting for you, they need you
>You have to take another step.
>Another step.
>Another.
>You sink slowly to the ground, your vision darkening, your heart fluttering in your chest.
>You told them where to go, didn't you?
>They are smart. They are strong. They'll find their way.
>Briefly you see Anon's smiling face. You smile back. Then it all fades away.
>Rest now, Moss Moon.
>Your journey is almost done.

* * *

End of Part 24.
Tomorrow night will be the final update, bringing our story to its conclusion.
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>>30167811
This was awesome, cute and all the nice and warm feelings, Moss Moon is a good bate.
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>>30167811
I love it, it's great to see you back.
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>>30167811
Good to see another story join the completed list, solid update
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>>30169990
But what do they mean?
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>>30170757
It's a trap, don't touch this dot
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It's almost the end, everyone run to the shelters!
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>>30171220
Grabs pony and runs
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>>30171526
l-lewd
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bap the bat
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bat is going to the new thread
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it's tiem
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