Incestuous Relationships Thread

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What did you get mommy for Christmas?

>>30058247
Hnnng
>>30058264
A big package, just open it on my lap and find out.

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>>30058264
A baby.

I thought we were gonna make it a pie family theme but that's a fantastic commercial

>>30058342
Pie family brings up too many memories. Incest coffee commercial is still pretty good.

>>30058247
>The "you're my present this year" scene between Sunset and Anon
>Since their parents are still asleep, Anon and Sunset quietly make love in the living room in front of the Christmas tree
>Unbeknownst to them, their parents can hear everything.
>They've known about Anon and Sunset's relationship for a while and are surprisingly okay with it
>"We're going to have grandkids with 6 fingers, aren't we?"
>>"Oh, stop that. One instance of inbreeding every two or three generations isn't going to hurt. Just look at it as an opportunity to blackmail them into letting us help decide what to name their babies."

>>30058414
hey man, better 6 than 4.

>>30058247
Is this what it feels like to have your work used for evil

>>30058562
Boners aren't evil, Anon.

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>>30053860
Need some more of this

>>30059281
"Celestia?"
>You poke your head into the living room.
"Tia, did you eat all the ca-CELESTIA!"
>Celestia looks up at you with the most innocent smile you have ever seen.
>"Oh hi, Luna!"
>You're sure she'd wave at you if both of her hands weren't stuffed down Anon's pants.
>"Anon and I were just playing."
"For fuck's sake, Tia," you growl, "You're not even TRYING to come up with an excuse this time."
>Your sister looks a little bit nervous.
>"No, I have one."
>There's a pause.
>"I mean, no, there's a good reason for this."
>You cross your arms and lean up against the doorframe.
"Really. Tell me, Tia. Tell me why you are groping our little brother with BOTH hands."
>A bead of sweat rolls down Celestia's cheek and her eyes dart back and forth.
>"He's.... he's itchy."

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>Mama Panko will never show off her old school outfits to you

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>>30058247
I want more Twin wife Derps.

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>>30059636

>that cutie booty

>>30059661
what if derpy had one tit and one asscheek bigger than the other / pointed the opposite way? I'd still love her.

>>30059671

>Anon and Derpy are already the products of inbreeding.
>their parents are siblings, and their grandparents are cousins

>>30059778
It's alright though, because they're twins. You can't truly grasp that sort of bond.

>>30059784

>Anon and Derpy's kids look like the Habsburgs

>>30059778
strabismus is just a result of a misaligned tendon or something! it's hardly a major genetic issue.. and lots of girls have crosseyed titties

>>30059808

Keep telling yourself that when your incest babies come out with autism, Anon.

>>30059949
autism's what happens when you "have a career" before having a kid.

>>30059961
>Have a baby young; end up with healthy child but no career
>Have a baby after you establish a career; higher risk of an unhealthy child, and your kid has the pleasure of burying you before he's 30
You can't win.

>>30059988
you win by kicking the premise of the career in the nuts anyway.. or by just doing it while having a kid, like my parents and their parents did. sure, they have to do without you once in a while, but if you're smart it won't be long or often.
fuck I remember this one slut in college brought her baby to class on the reg. he just laid there politely like a good baby.

or we could just collectively remember that half the workforce means twice the pay, and go back to single-income households. but we'd have to do that together, unified.

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>>30059636
Bedtime bump for twin wife Derps
>"You mean it? Y-you love me too?"

>>30060632
>>"You love me too?"

My heart

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>>30060029
>half the workforce means twice the pay
I'd argue with you about economics, but a fetish general on the pony section of a Russian hackers-on-steroids memeboard probably isn't the place for it.

>>30060996
I'm just saying the reverse happened and now we're fucked. I might not know more than twice as much as the average person, which is not a lot, but I know what people who lived through the women's rights movement said.. a few women went to work and then suddenly they all HAD to go to work, forever.
had they just framed it as "dude, i'll work part-time, then you can work part-time, and holy shit we'll have more time for each other and the kids, but we'll still get the housework done", it could have gone more smoothly.
The only alternative to the simple math of "workforce doubled, pay halved" is that it was some conspiracy by the daycare industry to basically let strangers collectively raise our kids (doubtful) or by the government to make us all more reliant on them and let them raise our kids their way (tad bit more likely, but I think that was just opportunism and/or a small part of a larger movement)

>>30060029
>>30061023
I think you took one too many of those red pills. Please go lay down until you stop frothing at the mouth.

>>30057574
That was a super comfy update Yama. Thanks! I look forward to reading more.

>>30059988
>Have a baby young; end up with healthy child but no career
I resemble that remark.

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>>30060996
It's supply and demand
If you remove 50% of workers, the average worker value goes up
Why do you think entry level jobs that require no skill are so shit both pay wise and quality wise? Because they don't have to value you as a worker, if you have a problem they have constantly dozens of people that don't just waiting by the phone
Like many things meant solely for the benefit of women, it just made it worse for everyone, including women, in the long run
Now everyone must be a wageslave; the average Joe can't start a family with just one person working anymore.
Unhappiness and lack of purpose is at an all time high because people don't want to hire women with shitty gender studies degrees - the myth of the "modern career woman" that holds down an important job while raising her kids at the same time is just that, a myth - this means most women will work dead end jobs slaving away their youth, health and beauty and getting depressed when their biological clock starts ticking.
Congenital problems have increased risk because now women wait until they are over 30 to have kids
All this adds problems of its own; it inflates prices, especially in real estate, factoring in two heads earning money, it also burdens everyone further because to fix or mitigate these birth issues requires medical intervention and that is payed for by tax payer money, which is mostly men since women, despite being half the workforce, only pay 20% of taxes, which they will see returned to them in full, because most shit our taxes pay are focused on single mothers and women's health and education despite men still working the more dangerous jobs
Ironically, the fact men pay most of this still affects them negatively, because men are still seen as providers and bread winners and women find these traits desirable, so any money their man loses, they lose, this is why married and only married women tend to not vote liberal
You can trace back most problems our society faces to women

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>>30061507
It doesn't help that alarmingly, now a lot of women ages 18 to 25 have some mental illness http://articles.latimes.com/2012/jan/19/news/la-heb-mental-health-us-20120119

Here's some sources
http://www.nber.org/papers/w14969
http://www.stateofworkingamerica.org/chart/swa-wages-table-4-39-minimum-wage-1960-2011/ for the stuff I said.

Some food for thought

http://www.rooshv.com/women-must-have-their-behavior-and-decisions-controlled-by-men
don't mind the click baity title, it's an interesting read.

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-1168182/Catfights-handbags-tears-toilets-When-producer-launched-women-TV-company-thought-shed-kissed-goodbye-conflict-.html

Now that I've dropped enough pills here, lets get back to the incest.

>>30059636
Would you and her have developed a twinspeak language that only the two of you could understand?

>>30061551
>It's just gibberish that means nothing you two pull out of your asses on occasion to jerk people around.
>It works because you've spent your entire lives together and gotten so close that you don't actually need proper language, just a teensy bit of context to get your points across.

>>30061607
It is actually a real thing that happens with twins.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cryptophasia

>>30061643
>mobile link
am disappoint, anon

>>30062243
One possible reason. Some of us stealthy-ly check the thread via their phones while at work.

>>30061542
>You can see this level of control today in many Muslim countries

You mean those backwards shit hole failed states that can't stop their people from beheading each other in the streets over some mean words about their prophet? We should definitely be following their example.

Granted, the way they treat women and their absolute inability to function as a ration society aren't necessarily connected, but I think this is a situation where we can say, "see what they're doing? Let's not do all of that."

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>>30058247
>Be Anon and you got a bullshit email saying you have a long lost relative who lives in Nigeria or some shit.
>You delete it and go back playing vidya.
>Two weeks later you hear a knock on the door early in the morning.
>You open the door and see this.

>>30062523
>D-don't think about making a mixed baby with your dark chocolate cousin
>REALLY don't think about that
>"Anonymous, cousin, is this a friendly custom?"
>You snap out of it and realize you're alternating between cupping her bust and examining her hips

>>30062523
>"These clothes are uncomfortable, but I saw you had guests. Now if you'll excuse me, I will free my breasts."

>Your long lost cousin will never find clothes inconvenient and ultimately pointless

>>30062553
>How is this possible? You're green.
>Then you remember that Great-Grandpa Anon fought in Africa during WW2.

>>30062602
>Great-Grandpa Incognito was accidentally declared chief of a shamanistic african tribe.
>After the war was over returned home and never spoke of it.

>>30062523
>>30062553
>>30062597
>>30062602
>>30062627
This has potential to be great.

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>>30061023
>>30061507
In terms of nominal pay sure, but if we consider pay in terms of purchasing power then the increase would be much less dramatic, otherwise we could continuously reduce the workforce without drawbacks. Now admittedly single-income households are probably still feasible, but our economy would still be facing problems from national debt anxiety, funding a large military, and entitlements for families with no workers, so it would still be very hard to make ends meet.

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>>30062458
Well, obviously.
They can function as a society, just not a very good one, theirs is the trash can society of a third world held back by culture and unchecked religious dogma, I'd even go as far as to say racial as well; Europe used to be just as backwards, yet they manage to achieve plenty of greatness long before women were let off the leash, so the fact Middle Easterns are actually right in this instance is simply a fluke caused by their bullheadedness and is no way connected to their ability to function as a society; even a broken clock can be right two times a day, but it's still garbage.
The only thing they have going for them is that they are right to limit the freedom of women, they just have terrible everything else.
We don't even need to go as far as those mongrels do with their treatment, even though many of their women do fight off feminism and those who fall for it with fervor despite OUR western sensibilities. All we have to do is take back things like their suffrage and letting them into the workforce, limiting their education; if they can handle STEM that's fine, but none of that humanities, arts and "gender" studies crap, at that point she might as well just drop out and focus on becoming a wife, less baggage and less debt.
Everyone will end up happier in the long run for a healthier country.
It's not like women didn't work back then. Nuns and monks defied norms and everyone was okay with that simply by virtue of those men and women dropping out of the market.
This is all wishful thinking anyway, today's women have let themselves become too neurotic and have too much influence to change the outcome.
Anyway lets drop this, before one of us gets banned for off topic posting.

Just go back to the porn, fucking hell

>>30062597
>She never ask you to massage her breast because they feel sore.

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>>30062775
This is a Christian imageboard, now discuss economic and religious theories like a good little pony.

>>30062726
I can agree with like half the stuff I hear out of the red pill crowd when they make social commentary, but then they always seem to go full retard when they start suggesting this kind of authoritarian shit as if we don't have enough of that already.

You don't think my little pony incest threads are next on the list of degeneracy to stamp out if they start going after universal suffrage? I am not prepared to take that risk.

>>30062523
>You will never sir on the couch together.
>You will never try your hardest not to look at your chocolate cousin ass that exceeded her cloth.

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>>30062726
>lets drop this, before one of us gets banned for off topic posting
That, I can certainly agree with. Here, I'll start.

>YWN cuddle with your little sister AJ after a long day of work
>YWN gently rub her shoulders to help her relax
>YWN slowly move your hands away from her shoulders and down her body once she's at ease
>SWY softly encourage you to go lower

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>>30062833
>You will never sir
>>30063030
>SWY

>>30063034
SWN=she will never

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>>30063030

I have a two post green of Zecora I wanted to post, but because of Hiroshima breaking greentext I can't post it.
So have this instead I guess.

>"Hmm? Paring stone?"
>"Chosen by the rock like father and mother?"
>"But we're siblings..."
>"You don't mind?"
>"Truly? Oh... I also find you... very adequate to be my partner..."

>>30063069
>>30063034
>>30063030
maybe we just shouldnt type like teenage girls anymore

>>30062597
"Z-Zecora? Maybe put a shirt on."
>Papa Who-The-Fuck-Is-This would be disappointed in you for ever telling a woman to put her shirt on, had the woman in question not been your cousin.
>Zecora turns her body and looks at you curiously, breasts swaying with the motions of her chest.
>They're fat without being saggy, and those nipples are just begging for someone's lips to wrap around them.
>Yours.
>It's not just her chest that's bare; she lost her... you wanna say "loin-cloth", but that would imply that it adequately covered up her loins.
>Even when she wore the damn thing, you could tell that she had an ass that wouldn't quit.
>Her ass looked at the loincloth and said "No."
>It was a "crack-cloth" more than anything else.
>A "maybe-half-of-her-pussy-cloth", even.
>But yeah, as soon as you were alone, the crotch-cover came off too.
>To your delight, she shaves; not that you have a thing against pubes, but now you have an unobstructed view of the juiciest pussy lips you have EVER seen in your life.
>And she has absolutely no problem with showing them off to you.
>"Cousin Anonymous? Why would I do that? We are alone, yes?"
>You can feel cold sweat drip down the back of your neck.
"Yes, b-but..."
>It brings a tear to your eye that you're about to cover up that perfect body.
"I mean, it's just that nudity is kinda.... not really a thing to do in this country..."
>This has to be it; the one good deed that guarantees you a spot in heaven.
>You're sacrificing so much right now.
>To your surprise, Zecora just walks over to you and pats you on the cheek.
>"Cousin Anonymous, you are most silly! I am not belonging to your country, no?"
>Your boner is doing its best to convince you that she's won this argument and that you should let her keep going around naked.
>"Besides, you and I are family. If you cannot be naked in front of family, then who can you trust?"
>YEAH OKAY SURE YOU WIN ZECORA KEEP BEING NAKED PLEASE

>>30063246
>You swallow; your mouth feels dry.
"I-I know."
>Zecora tilts her head, looking innocently curious at your reaction.
>"If that is not the issue, then why do you not wish to see my body?"
>Her brows furrow and she starts to look a little irritated.
>"Is there something wrong with how I look?"
>She grabs her tits with both hands and presses them together.
>"I take very good care of my body, cousin."
>Before you can react, she grabs your hands and plants them on her breasts.
>You can feel her nips pressing into your palms.
>"Feel them, cousin! I am a healthy young woman!"
>No amount of Christian thoughts can save you now.

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>>30063221

>>30063246
>hot african cousin
10/10
>not rhyming
ehh
>shaves
are you sure she's not just kinda naturally sparse? I feel like a lot of africans are.

>>30063246
FUCK

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>>30063246
>>30063262

>This guy gets to post his not rhyming Zecora green.
>I still get Connection Error trying to post mine.

Japmoot needs to livestream himself performing seppuku to make up for this shameful display.
Besides the lack of rhyming yours is good though senpai.

>>30063394
>>30063347
>shaves
She was being polite, Anon. Nobody wants to find pubic hairs on their living room sofa.

writeguy here
>>"Cousin Anonymous? Why would I do that? We are alone, yes?"
>"Cousin Anonymous, even at home? Why would I do that when we are alone?"

>>"Cousin Anonymous, you are most silly! I am not belonging to your country, no?"
>"Cousin of mine, surely you jest! I don't live in your country, so why cover my chest?"

>>"If that is not the issue, then why do you not wish to see my body?"
>"If that is not what you feel is wrong, then why do you want me to play along?"

>>"Is there something wrong with how I look?"
>"Do you have problems with what you see? Can you hardly stand to look at me?"

>>"Feel them, cousin! I am a healthy young woman!"
>"I can prove I they're healthy breasts. Cousin, squeeze them! Give them a test!"

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>>30063435
There we go

>>30063435
very nice
don't tell me what I want to find on my couch

>>30063450
The trick is to pretend that you're writing something from Doctor Seuss. It helps you carry more of a rhyming tune.

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>>30063471
>I think my rhymes are really broke!
>broke broke broke broke broke broke broke!

>>30063470
>"Very well, I won't shave my loins. Razors cost me many coins."
>Zecora winks at you and slides a single finger in between her lower lips.
>"I'm still concerned about hygiene. Can you help me keep it clean?"

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>>30063493

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"Wait, what? You want us to sleep in the same bed?"
>Girl, if you do that, you're going to wake up looking like a giant twinkie exploded all over you.
>Zecora puts down her blanket and pillow, and then arranges them on your bed.
>"Yes, of course, we'll share a bed. It's so cold, I'll wake up dead."
>Sometimes you're really thankful that Zecora considers 30*C (86*F) to be "chilly".
>You're brought back to reality when Zecora hands you the pyjamas you had bought for her to sleep in.
>"I hope my clothing won't start a feud, but my people tend to sleep in the nude."
>IT'S SUPER OKAY
"Y-Yeah, it's fine."
>You and Zecora crawl into bed, and you do your best to ignore your raging erection.
>You do well for about 20 seconds; that's the point where Zecora more or less crawls on top of you and tries to get as much skin contact as possible.
>Your cousin shivers and wraps her arms around your neck, trying to drain you of your body heat.
>"I should have learned; I did not know. Your country is cold, even without snow."
>After a moment, she pulls her arms back and grabs your hands, which she then places onto her ass.
>"Don't be shy; I'm very soft. Hold me so I don't roll off."
>You just whimper and nod your head, barely noticing it when Zecora wraps her arms back around your neck.
>"Hold me close and grab my rump," she mutters into your neck, "I hope you don't mind - it's a little plump."
>It takes an exceptional amount of willpower to resist dry-humping your cousin right now.

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>>30063585
>This rhyming while being lewd.
>>"Don't be shy; I'm very soft. Hold me so I don't roll off."
>>"Hold me close and grab my rump," she mutters into your neck, "I hope you don't mind - it's a little plump."
I have awoken to a new fetish.

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>>30063585
>"Please, don't make me beg, my desires are obscene. I wish to be /greened/."
This is super not ok, I am supposed to be all 'gross, >no hooves', not wanting to breed my cousin while she adorns herself in ceremonial bodypaint

>>30063585
More Chocolate Cousin Zori please..

>>30063585
Her voice isn't the only thing that is thick.

>>30063585
Pfff, I would fucking live in a frozen wasteland for my own comfort, then I get told I have a hot woman sticking to me like glue? Yessssss.

>>30063585
I don't have nearly enough lewd Zecora green, I need this.

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>>30063646
>>30063650
"Zecora?!"
>You hasten to cover yourself up and nearly slip on the slick bathtub floor.
>Zecora slides the shower curtain shut behind her and, humming cheerfully, reaches over your shoulder to grab the bar of soap.
>"It's good to see you got some sleep. Your bed is comfy; my slumber was deep."
>You watch, hands failing to contain your boner, as your chocolate cousin Zori slides her hands all over her soapy, slippery breasts.
>"Cousin, could you wash my hair? I'll do the same - it's only fair."
>Zecora turns around and presents her wet hair (and more importantly: her amazing ass) to you.
>You reach to the rack for your bottle of shampoo, ignoring the twinge in your dick when you spurt a bunch of creamy white liquid all over your hands.
>You try to reach her hair while maintaining a solid foot of space between you and her (which is actually less than 6 inches of space with your erection is taken into consideration), but you're having difficulty reaching the top of her head.
>You're no manlet; Cousin Zoi is like a million feet tall.
>"Anonymous, come close and don't be shy. I do not bite, and I am starting to dry."
>Fuck.
>If you do that, you'll poke her with yo-
>Zecora sighs in irritation, and then walks backwards until she's pressing her back right up against your chest.
>Your cock is stuck in between her glorious cheeks.
>"There we go - please wash off my grime. We can attend to your penis another time."
>You feel yourself spurt a bit of pre-cum.

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>>30063585
>>30063728

>Chocolate cousin Zori convinces Anon to go nude, just for a day
>Insists on sitting on his lap "for warmth"
>His erection is so strong that he ends up hotdogging her pussy lips

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>>30063740
I would take all my meals served on that ass

>>30063625
>"Breed me, cousin, stick it in! I just want to bear your kin!"

>>30063776
>That time you actually lick your plate clean.

>>30063779
>"Your skill in bed I can't deride, so please feel free to cum inside!"

>>30063069
SWN=/=SWY

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>>30063814
>She Will Ynever

>>30063779
>>30063804
>She will never be your bride
>You will never cum inside

>Moondancer reads too many animus and mangos
>Is convinced that it's a sister's duty to take care of her brother's semen
>Forgot that it's also a sister's duty to remember birth control
>Anon has to talk her little sister out of named the kid some kind of weeb shit like Naruto

>>30063585
this is fine

>>30064244
i feel like if your name is moondancer, name accpetability is a bit different

>>30063728
I might be dumb at math right now, but does this mean Anon has a dick that can delve deep in those cheeks or does it not?

>>30063690
Speaking of, does anyone got any good lewd Zebra girl stories, human too?

>>30064353
Honestly Moondancer just sounds like some kind
of hippie bullshit name anyways.

>Chrysa-mom waving her bare ass back and forth, asking if you want a new brother or sister

Geez we went from 30+ posts and a string of choco cousin greentext to dead

>>30064464
It's from a G1 pony back in the 80s or whatever, if that helps.

>>30064464
Anon and Moondancer's parents are hippies. Why do you think they named their son "Anonymous"? They'd probably be a-okay with their kids expression their love and creating new life together.

>>30064900
I feel outclassed and I'm not sure if I can keep things consistent with the last batch of sistermaud

>>30065075
Practice makes perfect. Besides, this is incestuous My Little Pony fanfiction, we aren't expecting Shakespeare. Don't let your memes be dreams.

>>30063585
>You will never wake up to find your dick between her cheeks.

>>30058292
>>30058264
Writers pls

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I really want this cousin Zecora now.

>>30065132
i bet she smells really good

>>30065137
>>30065132
>Wake up with a nude Zecoria in your bed, and she smells like fresh medicinal herbs and spices.
yes, I could read that.

At what point, exactly, do you fuck a baby into her?

>>30065188
into whom?

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What about staying with cousin Babs' family over the summer?

>>30065202
...I miss the Babs story. Now I'm sad.

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>>30063221
I will pay someone real life money** if they write something about this.

**No, I won't.

>>30063483
I can actually hear it in his voice.

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>>30065206
There was a Babs story!?

>>30065219
>hoo-hoo-Ha-HA!

>>30065193
Cousin Zecora. Or Babs Seed.

>>30065229
Unfinished, sorry to inform you. It was in the pastebin list last time I checked. Don't read if you don't want to die every time you see it will never be completed.

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>>30065248
Babs Seed wants your bad seed

>>30065248
next time she's ovulating, and as soon as you've established she's lost the attitude, respective.

>>30065202
>"Ehh? Who's THIS wiseguy? Dat you, 'Nawn? Well fuck me, it's been fuh'EVAH since you an' me fucked around! Get in here! You still seein' dat crazy broad from Trottingham?"

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>>30065288
>Anon then proceeds to hide the amount of spaghetti seeing his older cousin
>Tries to distract about talk of school and her respective job as a hairdresser
>She goes on complaining all her customers are super chatty sort of ironic and she really hates when they talk about the men in their lives when she doesn't have one
>She then asks Anon how's his love life
>Panic

>>30065147
>Zecora will never ask you to massage her.
>She will never tell you to start massaging her hips.

>>30065358
Does Anon fail his poker face roll?

>>30065436
Definitely if there's boobs involved

>>30065485
thats fine he can just hide his face in her breasts

>>30065288
Shut UP, Carl, no one gives a shit about your car holy crap

anyone have Nayaa's ol' flutter images saved?

>>30065530
>"C'mon. It was funny when we were kids and I was an early bloomer, Anon, but not any more."

>>30065403
>hips
That's not how you spell "tits"

Reading this thread just really makes me want to cuddle someone. I think I'll go lay on my bed and hug my pillow. That's pretty close.

>>30063585
Do you think Dark Chocolate cousin Zori would leg lock you?

>>30065929
Of course. She probably comes from a place that doesn't believe in birth control to begin with and has every intent of having your child.

>>30066080
We'd name the kid Mint Chocolate

>>30066132
We'd name the kid "Dubs Decides"

>>30065929
If she really loved you she would.

>>30063585
>Zecora knows exactly what she is doing. Making sure her ass is against her cousin's dick while she is sleeping.
>She moves her body just right so one of Anon's fingers touch her nipple.

>>30063262
unf.

Got more?

>>30066882
>she moves even righter so that the tip of Anon's dick slips inside her pussy while they sleep

>>30064244
I could see that happening.

unf cousin Zecora

pg 8

>>30065212
>That pic
>Go out camping with your older sister Rainbow Dash
>She snuck some alcohol with her for herself
>Just a tiny sip every now and then while you're not looking won't hurt, right?
>Wrong
>Dash ends up getting more and more drunk and flirty

I'm writing a part two for my "Little Sister Trixie" green. I should have something for you guys in a day or two.

>Well Cheerilee, another day, bad date.
>That's okay though!
>There are plenty of fish in the sea, after all.
>You just have to hold out for the right one.
>You're going to find someone eventually.
>You're not going to live out your days alone and...childless...
>NO!
>No thinking like that!
>You ARE going to find someone!
>You just need to try something else.
>Think about what kind of guy you'd like to be with.
>Someone like...like Anon!
>He's smart, he's successful, he's...handsome...
>Hmm.
>You know, it has been a while.
>Maybe it's time I paid my big brother a visit.

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>>30067563
>forgot the pic
Damn it.

>>30067567
You get points for writing something sexy>>30067563
would Anon "drop by" class to "assist" Cheerilee with her stress after school?

>>30063471
There's probably some websites that can help come up with rhymes too, even if they can't fix a broken syllable-timbre.

>>30067993
Everyone always forgets the meter in her speech, always focused on the rhyming. Shame.

>>30068020
>the meter
Thank you, that's the word I was looking for.

>>30067993
>>30068020
Iambic pentameter is hard, you guys.

>>30067507
yay. looking forward to it. thanks.

>>30067563
Mhmm. Ok. Continue.

>>30068328
I think Cousin Zecora wants it hard.

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>>30068576
>I think Cousin Zecora wants it hard.
If Anon can't rhyme, then he is no bard.
But no matter how, she wants him hard.
The only thing harder than counting syllables is my dick. Oh come on, you totally knew I was going to say that

>>30068655
kek Well, done.

And that pic. Mmmm, white chocolate and dark chocolate. I would be more than happy to help lick...err clean that up.

>>30068576
I wasn't originally planning on it, but I might think about writing more Cheerigreen. It would at least give me something to do at work during lunch, and since I'm night shift, it could help keep the thread alive.

>>30068655
it's not like the show always gets it right either
you can cheat just a bit if your brain needs a breather

>>30063585
>You will never wake up having her dark chocolate tits that have ceremonial white paint swirls on your face.
I wonder what they would taste like.

>>30069096
>swn wake you up before sunrise to go outside and have sex on the dewy grass
>"this setting will feel authentic, for how our ancestors used to get it."

>>30069096
>>30069129
i want to cum inside

Fucking gookmoot. I need muh greentext fix.

>>30069363
He fucked it up again?

>>30069387
Last I heard it was still fucked up. I don't want to post a bunch of gibberish lines of greentext so I can't exactly find out if he fixed it.

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>>30070019
>le ponut joe face

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>>30070019
I need someone to explain the problem to me (if it still exists).
I've never had a problem with posting, ever.

>>30070043
It was an issue a few days ago because of a change 4chan made that broke 4chan X posting in some specific cases. Possibly related to post size.

I was unable to create a new thread for example, but had no problem posting replies to existing threads.

Hey everyone, sorry for going so long without an update. I've been hitting a big wall trying to figure out how to approach this part of the story. I kinda fucked myself into a corner with Anon's "but what if rape dungeon" thing, and it took a while to resolve it without just having him wake up one morning to his aunts holding him down and Sonata bouncing on his cock. I've just about got the next part finished, and I'll be posting it tomorrow.

Sorry for tripping without content. Just letting y'all know I'm still here and the story hasn't been abandoned.

>>30070541

Take your time, Pluggo. Looking forward to the drop tomorrow.

>>30070541
>k. I've just about got the next part finished, and I'll be posting it tomorrow.
EXCITE

>>30070541
>>30070661
Ditto. No worries ApA. I'm glad you found a way around the writer's block. I look forward to reading more about Grandma 'Nata's Tatas.

>...wake up one morning...
Personally; if after having gotten to know them better, I wouldn't mind. Especially if we all got to take turns and they held Auntie Aria down for me. Hell, she'd probably like that.

>>30070541
As long as it isn't Rape dungeon I cant wait to see it. In other news
>>30068655
>>30066926
>>30066882
>>30065929
>>30066080
>>30063769
>>30063728
>>30063585
Thoughts on some Chocolate cousin love?

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>>30068655
>Cousin Zecora

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>>30070791
>Chocolate cousin Zecora

Someone better at rhyming than I am should pick this up.

>>30070661
>>30070762
>>30070771
Hey, I appreciate it. Honestly, half the problem was me trying to imitate the way I wrote the earlier parts instead of just enjoying myself and writing what felt right.

>>30070791
i imagine she just pees on the ground.
and like
>Zecora comes home from the market with an entire beef loin slung over one shoulder
>You stand there dumbstruck, but manage to squeak out something about the price
>"A discount was offered, at 22 pounds. It didn't cost nearly as much as it sounds"
>While you check the receipt and realize she got enough meat for a year at under 70 dollars, while you've been blowing your wad at twice or thrice that per-pound rate for single steaks, she goes to work with that big crazy knife you were trying to pretend you didn't see in her luggage. That explains why she took the train.
>By the time you start mentally figuring out where it's going to fit, she has already expertly disassembled it into perfect portions, trimmed them of fat, put all the gristle on a plate for your dog, and started wrapping them up.
>She puts most of it into the freezer, leaving two bits out. One, a pile of thin strips you were wondering about, laid out on a rack, which she starts salting
>"once it gets drier, this meat won't expire"
>Oh fuck, steaks AND jerky?
>then she puts some salt on a platter of proper steaks
>"the others are ready to go on the fire"
>that rhyme wasn't even done. Wow.
Uh, I have a grill and some charcoal.. we don't have to, er, go full Castaway with this.
>"Civilization can do lots of good, but nothing gives flavor like natural wood"
>at "wood" she grabs you in the appropriate place
>"now I hate to be pushy, and always enjoin, but do as I say, and uncover your loins"
>This is going to be a fine barbecue

>Accidentally wrote food porn instead of sexy
I really shouldn't green AFTER jerking off.

>>30070962
>Perfect at meat and barbeque
So how quickly can they get to a chapel and get married before the wood gets hot enough to cook the meat?

>>30070962
I don't know what else to say. That was pretty good. Dayum.

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>have a vanilla fetish
>realize after thinking about it that I got it from a hot cousin I rarely see

>>30071193
Lucky sod. All my cousins are guys.

>>30071193
>>30071270
>Have never met my cousins because they live half the world away.
Feels bad man.

>>30070962
I wonder how she acts when Anon has some girl over to his house. Like, not even as a date; maybe Derpy got his letters mixed up or delivered a package specially for him and Anon invited her in for a cup of coffee or something.

>>30070816
Grandpa Incognito had a wee discretionary on safari, if you know what I mean.

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>>30064481

>She asks if you think her old swimsuit still fits.

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>>30071670
Disgusting.
Please kill yourself.

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>>30071670
>Not posting superior Mom

Any impreg?

>>30071283
She might be a model looking for a fake boyfriend, keep the dream alive.

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>>30070962
Yes... yes she is perfect wife and child bearing material.

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>>30071670
>>30071733

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>>30071193
>>30071270
All my cousins are so much older than me they might as well not be my cousins.

I'm literally the middle child of my entire extended family.

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>>30071670
>>30071733

>>30071824
but its shit

>>30071832
Different strokes for different folks, Anon. People like different styles of porn and that's okay.

>>30071832
your shit
>>30071703
>>30071791
and your shit too.

>>30071767
Soon, Anon. Soon.

>>30071842
theyre literally deformed

>>30071852
So? I don't like it for the form, I like it for the attention and detail the artist gives to the nipples and the pussy.

>>30071781
>"Cousin Anonymous, when do we copulate? My body is nearly ready to ovulate."

>>30067444
>"I-I'm telin' you, Anon," slurs your big sister, leaning heavily into your shoulder, "You gotta... y'gotta get laid, y'know?"
>Rainbow Dash starts poking you in the chest with her index finger.
>"How old're you, anyway? Fuckin'.... 14? 16?"
"18, Dashie."
>Your sister scrunches up her face.
>"Wh'ever. Yer too old to be a virgin."
>Excuse you.
"I'm not a virgin, Ra-"
>Rainbow Dash nearly shoves her finger up your nose as she tries to press it against your lips.
>"Shhhh....shh-shh-shhhh...."
>She brings her face closer to your head and presses her mouth right up against your ear.
>"You don' have to lie to yer own big sis, Anon," she whispers, spitting all over you, "Tell y'what. You an' me, right? We're... I'm gonna teach you how to fuck, okay?"
"You're going to wha-"
>"I'm gonna teach you how to FUCK!" she shouts.

>>30071193
>that one offbeat cousin of mine
>tells her dumb little sister there's nothing wrong with changing in front of me
>is generally nice unlike that entire side of the family
>comes to stay with us bout 18 years later
>is fat as a fat horse now
>leaves dishes and food all over her room
>tells a bunch of lies for sympathy
>gets kicked out again
goood luck. people do fall.

>>30071832

better than Annon's art.

>>30071377
>cooks them a fine meal as if to say "i've got this one covered"
>brandishes her knife openly

>>30071964
oh god, that is a little too real

>>30072002
Too real? Did your sister/cousin/mother get drunk and slobber all over you?

>>30070962
>i imagine she just pees on the ground.
Zecore?

unf

>>30072051
If she's this lax about doing what her body wants, I imagine that she has no problem with just mounting Anon on the couch while he's entertaining company. I'm liking this ambiguously-tribal chocolate cousin Zecora.

>>30072096
>I'm liking this ambiguously-tribal chocolate cousin Zecora.
Me too.

>>30072036
no just the drunk behavior.. that's dead fucking on. and that's not a good thing.

>>30072274
Elaborate.

>>30064481
I can get behind this.

>>30072658
tldr i have a lot of drunks in the family and they realllly sound like that. I never quite noticed how Rickesque they were before

>>30072713
>"Anon, Anon you gotta... you gotta learn to fu-BRAP-ck a girl, Anon. What are-what are you gonna do, just... just go your whole life being a virgin?"

>>30072742
if only they were that supportive..

>>30072766
>"I'm gonna... I'm gonna LEARN you how to fuck, Anon."

>>30072766
>"Anon, you neeeed to *hic* just shut the fuck up.

better?

>>30073053
more like
>you don't really still think you'll find anyone, do you?
at worst, and at best
>YOURE SO GREAT AND WONDERFUL Y YYOU JUST DONT UNDERSTAND HOW DESIRABLE YOU ARE
>IF ONLY YOUD JUST DO WHAT EVERYONE WANTS OF YOU WITHOUT QUESTION

>>30073065
Jesus. Your family is kinda shit, man.

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>>30073065
Well at least you proved them wrong, right anon?

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>>30072742
>"It worked! Y-you finally got your little dick wet, Anon. If we used that -URP- condom you wanted you'd probably, you'd still have blue balls, Anon. I don't know what you had planned for tonight but this...my version is better."

>>30073072
strangely enough, having compared to others, mine comes out WAY on top.. and I kinda always felt that way
theyre just weird drunks that's all. thankfully two quit and the other had a nervous breakdown and moved far away and was never good at keeping in touch as it was. but he has also quit drinking, or at least cut down significantly.
>>30073088
the worst thing is that all that shit about 'you cant just make your life easy by working hard to prevent having to work harder, you'll never be able to handle the inevitable hardship that's coming your way' turned out to be true. but how was i supposed to foresee a severe glandular disorder resulting from a simple over the counter acid pump blocker? I guess that was the point.

>>30058247
The purest form of love is the love between a daddy and his daughter and the daughters he has with her.

>>30071964
>>30072002
I still wish for more.

>>30074164
I wish someone wrote a story like this.

>tfw I have a cousin that I can hold hands and cuddle with
We didn't go further than that, but I like the innocence of our relationship.

>>30074928
Sounds very comfy.

>>30075302
Yeah it is. Unfortunutely I don't get to see her very often.

>>30076007
Welp, still more than any of us have.

>>30075302
yeah man that is what family an also just other human beings in general are for

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Fourway with your three valleygirl sisters when

>have half-awake dream about hot incest situation
>realize it makes little sense and there's no appropriate pone characters
>rework it so it's about AJ and BM
you guys are going to like this I think. look forward to it this evenin or so

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Okay, here we go. If I gotta post this the old fashioned way, then this is going to take a little while.
Continued from: https://pastebin.com/M8j69iSD

---------

>You are Adagio Dazzle, and you are walking through the halls of your temporary home in search of your purple friend.
>You have an idea of where she is: in the bedroom you share with your sisters.
>It had been a bit of a hit to your ego not to have three extravagant rooms dedicated to each of you, but you put up with it.
>You'll just make the bedroom in your next house even MORE opulent.
>But enough about that; you are a siren with a mission.
>Ever since Anon conceded to taking a bath with Sonata, you've been planning and plotting for what to do next.
>It's a very simple line of reasoning: If your nephew has become comfortable enough with you to bathe with one of you, then he'll be comfortable enough to bathe with ALL of you.
>And bathing means getting to show off how shiny and healthy your hair is, and how blemish-free your skin is.
>...it doesn't feel the same as showing off your shiny scales and well-maintained fins, but it would have to do.
>When you arrive at your bedroom, you poke your head in through the open doorway.
>Aria is, laying around, not really doing anything; not that you or Sonata are accomplishing anything either.
"Hey, idiot."
>You snicker when Aria actually raises her head in acknowledgement of her insulting nickname.
>Her expression turns from sleepy curiosity to dawning realization at what she had done, and then Aria scowls at you.
>That's right, Aria.
>Fuck you.
>Aria plants her hands on either side of her body and pushes herself up into a sitting position, scooting backwards so that she can lean up against the wall.

>>30077768
>"What do you want, Adagio?" she asks, sounding sore from falling for such a cheap trick, "I was trying to nap."
"You know how Sonata had a bath with Anon?"
>Aria yawns and rubs her eyes with the palm of her hand, giving you a (surprisingly cute) sleepy nod.
>"Yeah. What about it?"
"Two things, Aria. One-"
>You old up one finger.
"-he's starting to trust us. You have my permission to start wearing that vibrating dildo around him again."
>Aria bristles at your remark.
>If you know your sister - and after over a thousand years, you certainly hope you do - then you know she's none-too-pleased at the implication that she needs YOUR permission to do anything; leader of the pack or not.
>Aria raises her arm and stick two of her own fingers up, somehow managing to make the gesture look vulgar.
>"First of all," she says testily, ticking off her index finger, "I do NOT need your say-so to remind Anon exactly where his cock belongs."
>Aria lowers her index finger, leaving only her middle finger up and flipping you off in the process.
>Way to keep it classy, Aria.
>"Second of all," Aria continues, "You can't actually stop me if I-"
>You dig your fingers into your pocket, hardly able to wait and see how Aria would react, and pull out a very familiar remote control.
>Aria's eyes bug out as her indignant speech pitters off, and she hunches over to search her pockets and the area around her bed.
>"MotherFUCKER!"
"Aria?"
>Aria glares at you.
>You toss the remote over to her, and Aria catches it in one hand.
>She looks honestly surprised that you gave it up so easily.
>You have more important things to worry about.
"And two-"
>You can't help but grin as you tap your second finger.
"-It's officially open season on bathing with our nephew."
>Aria immediately jumps to her feet but you're already out the door.
"I get first dibs because I'm in charge!" you blurt out as quickly as possible
>"Fuck!"

>>30077784
>You are Anon, and you just got home from work.
>You tiredly unlock and open the door, barely finding the energy to close it again behind you.
>Without any finesse, you drop your work bag, barely noticing (or caring) when it slumps up against your leg.
"Honey!" you shout weakly, "I'm home!"
>There is no response.
>With a sigh, you toe your shoes off (stumbling over your carelessly-dropped bag) and drag your feet over to the living-room, where you're sure you'll find at least one friendly house-invader.
>The soft cushion of the carpet is heaven on your feet after a day of walking and standing around.
>You were right; there are SEVERAL home-invaders in your house right now.
>Adagio is sitting sideways in your recliner, feet dangling off over the armrest and a book in her hands.
>Aria is laying across your sofa on her back, using the armrest as a pillow.
>She's watching some kind of documentary on TV, but her glassy eyes and drooping eyelids makes you think she's not really all that into...
>You peer at the screen.
>...not really all that into how they make toothpicks.
>"Hey, 'Non," greets Adagio without looking up from her book, "Leftover soup is in the fridge. Bottom shelf on the left."
>Your stomach growls at the thought of your Auntie's amazing soup (you bring a thermos of it to work whenever it's available), but you really just want to sit down.
>Every step you take (despite the cushiony softness of your carpet) makes it feel like your feet are having stomach cramps.
>When you reach the sofa, you shove Aria's feet away from the armrest cushion and collapse onto it in a boneless heap.
>Aria, predictably, immediately swings her feet around and plants them firmly on your lap, but you're too tired to care.

>>30077800
"What," you croak jokingly, "Nobody's bringing me my slipper or a tobacco pipe?"
>"Nah," drawls Aria, not looking away from the riveting 'How It's Made' footage, "I stopped smoking 80 years ago. I couldn't reach the high notes after a while, so I quit."
"Huh."
>And then you stop talking, because the conversation was going nowhere fast.
>You snort and lean your head back, resting it as far as it will go and staring at the ceiling for entertainment.
"You're awful house-wives. None of you even baked me a pie."
>Aria nudges you with her foot, and you glance down at her.
>When she sees that you're looking at her, she spreads her legs and props one of them up around the headrest.
>Her crotch is now on proud display to you.
>You can totally see the outline of her plump lips through those leggings.
>And fuck me if her clit isn't the size of a grape.
>"I've got a pie for you to eat right here, Anonymous," says Aria, grinning and wriggling her eyebrows.
>Oh, you.
>Oh you, Aria.
>You shake your head and chuckle, laying your head back and bringing your attention back to the ceiling.
"Maybe later."
>A loud bang draws your attention over to Adagio; she's on her feet, and her book (YOUR book) is laying on the ground.
>"Oh, shoot!" she hisses, "I nearly forgot!"
>The orange girl digs around in her pants pockets until she pulls out a piece of paper, folded in half, which she then hands to you.
>Upon unfolding it, you discover it to be a cheque.
>A cheque for quite a bit of money.
>"Here."

>>30077806
>You quirk an eyebrow and look up at Adagio, wondering exactly why she's suddenly decided to give you money.
"What's this? I mean, not that I'm complaining that you're giving me a bunch of money, but I'd like to know which one of you just rented out my dick for the night."
>Adagio shrugs carelessly.
>"It's pa-"
>Aria sits up sharply, nearly kicking you in the junk as her feet slide off of your lap.
>She looks at you with a mixture of shock and wonderment.
>"Wait, we can DO that?" she asks incredulously, "I could have just paid this putz to knock me up weeks ago?"
>Aria sits up and furiously digs through her pockets, presumably pawing for her wallet.
>"Dammit, Anonymous! Why didn't you TELL me you were a whore?!"
>Adagio sighs deeply and facepalms.
>"No, dumbass," Adagio says, "It's pay for this week's groceries. Since we're all locked up in Anon's apartment, living for free and eating all his food, I think it's fair if we paid for his groceries. OUR groceries, I should say."
>You thank Adagio and pocket the cheque, making a mental reminder to go to the bank tomorrow morning.
>You glance over at Aria, who is pouting on the sofa, looking disappointed and a little embarrassed.
"I take it that not all of you were on the same page?"
>"No, I knew," says Aria glumly, sliding back down onto the sofa, "That was just wishful thinking on my part."
"Hey, man," you drawl, poking her legs, "Follow your dreams."
>Aria snorts and shoves in the stomach with her foot.
>"Eat me, you shit."
>She hooks her leg back up over the headrest like she did just a minute ago and spreads her legs.
>"No, seriously; eat me."
>After a few minutes of relaxing, you get to your feet and start to walk out of the room.
"This is fun and all," you say tiredly, "But I'm gross and sweaty right now. I'm gonna take a shower."
>Two grunts of acknowledgement follow in your wake as you leave the room.

>>30077824
>You trudge into the bathroom andohshit someone's in here.
>"N-Nonny!"
>The sound of water hitting water cuts off as Sonata covers her groin with her hands.
>Which is weird, considering how she flashes you all the time and has made it VERY clear that she intends on bearing your children.
"...So you'll flash me your tits," you say, too tired to not be a grumpy cunt, "But looking at your pussy is too far?"
>"Nonny, that's different!"
>Sonata frantically paws at the skirt sitting around her ankles and tries to tug it up her legs.
>Problem is, she's so flustered that she hasn't realized that she's got it caught around her knees.
>"I'm PEEING!" she hisses.
>You unbutton your shirt and peel it off your sweaty skin.
"Sonata, listen. When we're married and live in a great big house with all our children-"
>You miss the look of utter delight on Sonata's face.
"-You can pee whenever you want."
>There's a brief silence as the both of you appreciate the trainwreck that just came out of your mouth.
>You don't even know what you were trying to say.
>Sonata scrunches up her face in the most adorable manner, looking as confused as you feel.
>"...what?"
"Fucking..." you mutter, massaging your forehead as a headache starts to come on, "I don't know, okay?"
>You undo your belt and slide your pants down your legs, kicking them off into a pile in the corner.
"I'm sorry, Sonata, I just really want to take a shower right now."
>Sonata's eyes light up again.
>"Can I join you?"
"N-"
>"No."
>A new challenger appears.
>Adagio stands in the doorway, taking in your dirty and half-naked form with a bit of a smirk on her face.
>"Nice," she murmurs to herself.
>Sonata pouts and stands up, finally pulling her skirt up over her rump.
>You had no idea that she didn't wear underwear, but there you go.

>>30077843
>"Why not, 'Dagi?" asks Sonata with a whine in her voice, "I took a bath with Nonny just a little while ago! We've BONDED! He's got my scent all over him and now his parents will NEVER take him back to their nest!"
>Adagio takes Sonata's weirdness in stride and boops the blue girl on the nose.
>"I don't think so, young lady. You've had your fun with Anon; now it's my turn."
>Sonata crosses her arms and pouts, looking like a child who just got told that Mom forgot to pick up her Froot Loops at the grocery store.
>She looks between you and Adagio for a minute, and then lifts up the hem of her shirt.
>Sonata near-perfect tits once more make an appearance, and as always, you cannot help but stare.
>Full-bodied...
>No sag...
>Big, thick nipples just BEGGING to be pinched and sucked on...
>Sonata tucks them away and (when she finally grabs your attention and brings it up to her face) winks at you.
>"Just remember these while you're taking a bath with Adagio, okay?"
>Adagio grabs Sonata by the shoulders and marches her out the door.
>"My honeysuckle melons are WAY better than 'Dagi's Georgia peaches, Nonny!" she cries as she's forced out of the room, "I have the sweetest fruit!"
>Adagio leans her back against the door, panting from the effort of pushing Sonata out the door.
>"Alright," she huffs, undoing her gem-belt buckle, "Strip."
"You can't just..."
>"Strip."
>...
>Fuck it.
>Just fuck it.
>You know the sirens well enough that you're pretty sure they won't try to smother you with a loofa.
>You're gonna take a shower, heat up some soup, and then go to bed.
>If your aunt really wants to get naked and join you, then more power to her.
"Fuckin'..." you grumble, hooking your thumbs around the elastic band of your underwear and tugging them down your legs, "Sure. Just remember to scrub my back."

>>30077854
>You yelp as you step into the shower; the water was hotter than you were expecting.
>Not scalding hot, but enough to leave your skin feeling kinda raw by the end of it.
>Adagio, however, is taking the full brunt of it since she's standing in front of you.
>She doesn't even flinch.
>"What's the matter, Anon?" she asks teasingly, "Is the water too hot?"
>What is she, trying to boil your testicles?
"Is this a siren thing?" you ask, doing your best not to ogle your Auntie, "Because I expected sea-creatures to like COLD water, not HOT water."
>Adagio snickers and turns around so that she can reach the nobs.
>"No, Anon," she says, sounding amused, "It's a 'personal preference' thing. I like my showers hot, but I can turn it down a bit for you."
>You un-cup your package with your hands now that you no longer need to protect yourself.
>You cannot, however, stop yourself from looking at your aunt's ass.
>It's not as around and plump as Aria's is, and it doesn't look quite as soft.
>And the glance you stole of Adagio's tits proved Sonata right; they aren't quite as nice as Sonata's are.
>...though they ARE bigger than Aria's.
>Your siren relatives are actually like a sliding scale of tits and ass.
>The bigger the ass, the smaller the tits; likewise, the bigger the tits, the smaller the ass.
>Adagio's right in the middle, but she has something that neither Aria nor Sonata have:
>Son, she's got hips for days.
>Adagio has legitimate child-bearin' hips.
>Wide without being fat, and looking like they'd make the perfect handlebars for if you wanted to just grab her and stick your dick inside of her.
>The lizard part of your brain is very pleased with these hips.
>When Adagio turns back around to face you, she has a bar of soap in one hand and your loofa in the other.

>>30077887
>You know, you're kinda curious about Sonata's downstairs area now.
>From what you vaguely remember about your night with Aria, she was clean-shaven.
>Smooth as the rest of the flawless skin on her purple body.
>Adagio is quite the opposite.
>Poof-wise, the carpet matches the drapes.
>It's like her groin is time-displaced and perpetually exists in a vintage 1970's porno filmed in Italy.
>...
>She doesn't shave. That's what you're trying to say. Good God, her bush is fucking enormous.
>You pointedly look away from her uncovered loins...
>...eventually, anyway.
>It's the thought that counts.
>Adagio holds the soap and the loofa under the hot spray of water and starts lathering it up, all while giving you a mischievous smile that makes you nervous.
>The way she rubs the bar of soap in circles on the loofa almost looks sensual.
>"You know, Anon," she drawls playfully, "People might get the wrong impression about you."
>What, that you don't fuck your family? What a horrible reputation to have.
>Still, you aren't going to give Adagio the satisfaction of voicing those thoughts; you REALLY don't like the way she's looking at you.
"I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking about," you retort.
>Adagio finishes preparing the loofa and steps out of the spray, and then takes a step towards you.
>Her hand (the loofa-free one, thankfully) darts out and she boops you on the nose with a finger.
>You scrunch up your nose and try to swat her hand away, but she's too quick for you.
>"I'm naked-"
>Boop; she dodges your hand.
"Hey!"
>"You're naked-"
>Boop; she finds a hole in your defence.
"Stoppit!"
>"And you're so hard that I could probably use your cock as a handle to grab onto so that I don't slip."
>Boop; your swinging hand misses entirely because Adagio's fingertip went straight for your dick.
>Adagio presses her finger against the engorged head of your cock.

>>30077901
>Her touch is searing, and you can't stifle your gasp in time.
>"I helped make this, Anon," she purrs, eyes locked on your package, "I wonder if it tastes as yummy as it looks..."
>While you're still recovering from the unexpected dick-touch, Adagio grabs you by the shoulders with both hands and spins you around 180 degrees.
>Your heart skips a beat when you feel your feet slip and lose your footing on the wet bathtub floor, but Adagio almost immediately catches you.
>She wraps her arms around your chest and holds you tightly against her.
>Her sea-monster-inside-a-small-woman's-body strength is enough to hold you upright.
>"Easy, Anon," she coos, patting you on the chest, "I got you. You good?"
>You might have just peed a little bit.
"Fuck you."
>"You're good."
>Adagio holds you close as she washes your chest from behind.
>You can feel her coarse pubic hairs rubbing against you.
>You COULD fight her off, you know.
>You COULD... you just don't feel like it.
"You're-" you mutter lamely, but you're interrupted by Adagio..
>"-Family, right?" finishes the orange girl.
>She giggles and nuzzles the back of your head.
>"What did I just say, Anon? You wouldn't be here if you still believed that."
>That's bullshit, but you decide not to say anything to refute it.
>You mean, you're already here in the shower with your Auntie... it's not like you really gain anything by throwing a tantrum at this point.
>You allow yourself to relax under Adagio's ministrations.
>When she turns around and requests that you wash her like she washed you, you grumble only mildly before scrubbing her down.
>You chose not to mention the way she kept rubbing her ass against your junk.

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>After your shower, Adagio wordlessly grabs you by the hand and leads you over to the guest bedroom.
>She pushes her hand against your chest and you fall backwards onto the bed.
>POMF =3
"What are we gonna do on the bed, Adagio?"

>>30077918
>Adagio sits down next to you on the mattress and pats you on the knee.
>"We..."
>She bends forward and reaches under the bed, dragging out a small duffel bag, which she unzips and starts rooting around in.
>"...are going to preen each other."
>You're going to what?
>Adagio sits back up, proudly brandishing a brush in her hand.
>What does she mean, 'preen each other'?
"Preen each other," you deadpan.
>Adagio nods, humming a cheerful "Mm-hmm!"
"...L-Like birds do?"
>This actually gets a laugh out of Adagio.
>"No, Anon," she giggles, "Like SIRENS do!"
>Adagio shuffles closer to you, bouncing slightly on the springs as she moves.
>She doesn't stop until she's about a foot away from you.
>And then, in an unexpected display of trust, Adagio turns around and presents her back to you.
>"You're siren, Anon," she explains patiently, reaching around and handing you the brush, "We've told you that like... four times already."
>She looks over her shoulder and makes a "get on with it" motion with her hand; you grab a handful of damp poof and start brushing.
>You don't actually know what you're doing, so you just start at the top and drag the comb down to the bottom.
>You're not any good at it, but you probably aren't fucking up TOO badly.
>"Sirens who are in a pack will bond with each other with a bit of mutual grooming," she explains, "Usually this is cleaning scales and maintaining fins, but you gotta work with what you got.
>She looks over her shoulder again and winks at you.
>...or just blinks normally; you can't really tell because you can only see half of her face.
>"Keep brushing. I'll do you after this, big guy."

>>30077931
"You know," you say carefully, thinking back to your morning with Aria, "This isn't the behavior of someone who's about to lock their boy away in a rape dungeon."
>Adagio shakes her head, nearly yanking the brush out of your hands with her thick hair.
>"There's a big difference between a mate and a sperm bank, Anon. I wouldn't be prettying you up if I were only after you for your dick."
>Adagio sighs and her shoulders slump.
>"Seriously Anon, if we wanted to rape you for the sake of getting pregnant with more sirens, we would have done that by now."
>Adagio's reasoning hits you like a sack of bricks.
"Fuck."
>You're an idiot.
>You were so focused on what they were going to do to you once you (hypothetically) went with them to their new house, that you completely ignored what they WEREN'T doing to you while they were living in your apartment with you.
>They could easily hold you down and fuck you until your dick fell off if they wanted to.
>They could probably use some weird siren magic on you if they tried hard enough.
>How many times have they overpowered you despite having twigs for arms?
>You groan miserably and lean forward onto Adagio's back, burying your face in her sweet-smelling hair.
"How did I go my entire life not knowing I was actually retarded?" you ask, voice muffled by Adagio's poof.
>Adagio awkwardly reaches back and pats you on the knee.
>"It's okay, Anon," she coos, "A bunch of our descendants are just as stupid as you are."
>You wrap your arms around Adagio's stomach and wriggle yourself deeper into her hair.
"Nooo~" you moan, "I'm not normally this dumb, I promise..."
>You can feel Adagio laughing more than you can hear her.
>"I swear, Anon," she says through her laughter, "You're a dead ringer for Sonata. You've got her eyes, her jaw, her nose, and even her particular train of logic."

>>30077941
>Adagio lets you hold her for a few more minutes before grabbing your hands and pulling them apart.
>"Alright, dummy," she says cheerfully, spinning around to face you, "Turn around. I'll do you now."
>You do as your aunt says and trade positions with her, muttering glumly about how you aren't a dummy.
>Adagio runs her fingers through your short hair, massaging your scalp and getting a feel for what she's about to do.
>"You have such thick hair, Anon," she remarks, "You must have gotten that from me."
>Adagio brings up her brush and starts to drag it through your still-damp mop of hair.
>"We might not have scales and fins anymore, but it's still important to keep our appearances from slipping," she explains, "How else will the world know that we're ideal mates?
>You close your eyes and enjoy the sensation of someone lovingly dragging their fingers through your hair.
>It feels so much more personal than when a hair dresser does it.
>Dammit, this is actually pretty nice.
>You really wish you hadn't had your encounter with Sunset; then you'd be able to actually go outside with your family and have some fun together.
>"Did I ever tell you about the time Sonata got her head stuck in a chair during a Duke's wedding, back in the 17th century?"

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"So, you're seriously not going to try and take over the world again?"
>Adagio shakes her head, giving your a faceful of poof.
>You had stopped grooming each other about an hour ago, and instead moved on to cuddling.
>You are the big spoon this time.
>It felt so much easier to relax around the sirens now the the "rape dungeon" thing isn't in the back of your mind.
>"Nah, that won't work. The Battle of the Bands showed us that. I think it's better if we just figure out a way to go home."
>THAT caught your attention.
"How do you plan to do that?"
>Adagio leans into you, and you rest your head on her shoulder.

>>30077958
>"I think we need to figure out how to recreate our gems. If we have those, then we can have access to Equestrian magic. And if we have Equestrian magic, then we can funnel it into a mass trans-world teleportation spell.
>She sighs and starts playing with a lock of orange hair.
>"Problem is, we'd need a lot of sirens with a lot of gems to muster up all that magic power."
>She leans her face towards yours and nuzzles you with her cheek.
>"And that's where you come in, Anon. This is why you're so important to us. I won't force you to impregnate us," she quickly reassures you, "but this is why we went along with Sonata when she got all excited about 'romancing' you."
>She nuzzles your cheek again.
>"And if I'm being perfectly honest, kiddo, I'm glad we did."

-----------------

A FEW DAYS LATER
>Okay, Anon.
>You can do this.
>You're a siren, right?
>Mostly?
>And sirens don't "do" social taboos.
>Who cares if you're just about to kiss your great-Grandmother?
>Your hot, young, big-titted great-Grandmother?
>The one who's CLEARLY interested in sex and who wants to bear your children?
>C'mon, Anon, just a kiss; ease into this whole 'starting a family' thing.
>"Nonny?"
>Sonata tilts her head curiously as she looks at you with mild concern.
>"What's up? You're staring at me."
>YOU CAN DO THIS.
>You walk forward, feeling painfully aware of your nervous, uneven gait.
>Aria glances at you as you step in front of the TV, and Adagio is following your movement over the edge of her book.
>You stand in front of Sonata for a long moment, willing yourself to just bend down and kiss her.
>You just have to keep in mind that Grandma is for sexual, and you'll be just fine.
>It occurs to you right at this moment that this is an extremely awkward position to try and kiss Sonata at.
>You're standing, she's sitting, and you're going to have to either crawl into her lap or bend over at the waist like you're about to take something right up your asshole.

>>30077969
>Maybe you should come back lat-
>Before you can talk yourself out of it, you lurch forward and, as you predicted, crawl onto Sonata's lap in order to get closer to her.
>You can't see it, but Adagio has dropped her book and Aria isn't paying any attention to her TV show, and both of them are staring at you with looks of shock on their faces.
>You don't know how Sonata is reacting, because you've slammed your eyelids shut and mashed your face against her's.
>It's weird.
>You're kissing your Grandma and it's weird.
>It feels like you're in highschool again, and you're kissing a girl for the first time.
>It's rough, unsure and hesitant, and Sonata isn't responding to it.
>You can feel the eyes of Adagio and Aria burning holes into you, and you have no idea what to even do with that.
>aksdhfjasdf
>You're left panting and blushing like a schoolgirl.
"I've decided to go with you," you say in between breaths, "When you leave for the new house? I wanna go with you."
>A distant part of your brain notes that Sonata is also blushing, and she's resting her hand on her chest like a southern belle.
>Part of you is very pleased about that.
"W-We can try and..."
>You swallow thickly.
"...make more sirens."
>Telling a group of people that you want to make them into mothers is HARD, okay?!
>A look of determination spreads on Sonata's face, and she grabs you by the front of your shirt (no-doubt to pull you close)
>But Adagio intervenes, slapping Sonata's hands away and replacing them with her own.
>"No, no, no, no!" she yammers rapidly, "Which one of us is the alpha in this pack? I get first kisses."
>Sonata pouts childishly.
>"But he already kissed me first!"
>Adagio shrugs as best she while holding onto you.
>"Doesn't count if he initiates it first. It's all ab-"

>>30077982
>Aria grabs you out of Adagio's grip and spins you around to face her.
>Her expression is a mixture of excitement and nervousness.
>"So, you're on board?" asks Aria.
>You nod at Aria.
>A grin splits her face and she takes a few big steps back.
>"Finally!"
>Aria yanks down her pants - which you've only just now noticed are leggings - around her knees and slides a familiar-looking phallus out of her pussy.
>A few strands of clear girlcum connect the vibrator with her swollen lips.
>"I don't need this $800 piece of trash anymore."
>Aria tosses the plastic cock into a corner (you swear, if she doesn't pick that thing up later) and sends a smoldering gaze your way.
>She makes absolutely no effort to pull her leggings back up; her swollen, perfectly smooth pussy is staring you right in the face.
>And you know what?
>Her clit IS the size of a grape.
>"I've got the real thing again," growls Aria.
>You can't help but stare at her in wonder.
>Was that fucking thing inside of her this entire time?
"How long has that been in th-"
>"Since I bought it."

>>30078006
And that's it for this update. We're officially past the "inexplicably attractive main character hesitates to have sex with x-number of beautiful women who pursue him far beyond the reasonable expectation" part of the story. It's no longer just like my Japanese animes.

I'm pretty sure I got all the spelling errors and stuff like that, and I'm DAMN sure I didn't post two versions of the same section. If you spot anything or see something you think can improve, don't hesitate to let me know. I hope you guys enjoyed this update, because it was a lot fun to write.

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>>30078036
Will do, cant wait for the next part.

>>30078036
Oh thank god the anime plotline part is going away and now we can move onto the hentai plot instead.

>>30078267
>>30078522
That's right, Anons. Time for Anon to fuck Grandma 'Nata full of babies.

>>30071964
>Your drunk sister will never touch you inappropriately after deciding to teach you how to make a girl cum
>She will never find out that you're a quick learner and a natural at pussy-eating
>She will never become possessive of you and sabotage your attempts at getting a girlfriend so that she can have you all to herself
>"You know what keeps a man around? Pregnancy."

>p9
We had a good run.

>>30077784
>"-It's officially open season on bathing with our nephew."
>>Aria immediately jumps to her feet but you're already out the door.
>"I get first dibs because I'm in charge!" you blurt out as quickly as possible
>>"Fuck!"
kek

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>>30058247
>You will never spend the summer with Auntie Cheerilee.

>>30080192
>"Hey, kiddo! I've got all the parent's permission forms in, and it looks like I'm going to be teaching about half my class about sex this year. I know it's a bit of a weird thing to ask, but this is for the sake of the children's education: will you come to my class tomorrow and act as.... as a mannequin, I guess, for me to demonstrate things with?"
"I guess so. What sort of things do you need to demonstrate?"
>"Just the usual stuff I teach each year. You know; how to put on a condom, pointing out the anatomy of the male genitalia, proper oral pleasuring-"
"Proper wha-"
>"-things like that."
"No, seriously, when I was in school I don't remember learning about oral pleasur-"
>"-but I don't have a lesson plan down yet. Could you nip on over to my bedroom after dinner so that you and I can go over things?"
>You stand there, nonplussed.
"I guess?"
>"Perfect!"
>Your aunt Cheerilee pitters over to you and kisses you on the cheek.
>"Thanks a lot, hun!"
>She rushes out of the room, but stops right at the door frame.
>Aunt Cheerilee looks over her shoulder to address you one more time.
>"Oh, and don't forget to keep from masturbating for about a week, okay? I need to demonstrate a male ejactulation to the kids. One last thing: it's gonna be an all-girl class. Is that fine? Yeah? Great!"
>You really hope you don't go to prison for this.

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>>30080331
>Auntie Cheerilee will never introduce you to her cougar friends.

>>30080331
>>30080438
unf
>tfw you never be fucked in a classroom full of cougars.

>>30080331
>several kinds of my-fetish
wait, a week? holy shit

>>30078006
Looking forward to the ball draining scenes.

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>>30078036
That was REALLY fucking cute and comfy. Until Aria pulled an Anon shaped dildo out of her vag and flashed him at least.

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>>30078719
This is the best possible outcome.

>>30080911
How else is she supposed to remind Anon where his cock belongs?

>Gramma Sonata
>Ambiguously tribal chocolate cousin Zecora
>Big sister Derpy
>Lactating Fluttershy
We're tearing shit up

>>30081574
i have some more twin sister maud at some point... but i think i'll try this other thing first.. gimme a bit..

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>>30081574
>TFW I made up cousin Zecora and Lactating Fluttershy and people actually made green about them.

>>30081681
You're a nice person, Anon, and I'm glad you're here.

>>30081687
I been here since the third thread.
I forgot to mention I also came up with Cousin Bonnie too.

>No stories about knocking up ambiguously-tribal etc etc Zecora
For shame.

>>30080729
>>30080771
>"Ooh! That one went far! Girls, make a mark on the ground with chalk. That's right, right there where it landed."
>Aunt Cheerilee nudges your shoulder.
>"And you said you were about to start shooting dry loads."
>Your aunt hands you a glass of water, which you take with shaky hands.
>"Okay, let's see, who's up next on the list... Scootaloo? Scootaloo, you're up. Don't forget what my nephew and I taught you, okay? Don't make your grip too tight or else you'll hurt Anon. And if you want to give his testicles some attention, then remember to be gentle! I'd recommend using your tongue if you're unsure what to do with your hands."
>You watch, really only half-aware at this point, as two things happen.
>First, Diamond Tiara (wearing a smudge of your cum across her left cheek) is drawing a line of chalk right where your load splattered onto the ground. It seems like she and the other girls are competing to see how far they can make you cum.
>Second, lil' Scoots is kneeling in front of you, looking at your cock with innocent child-like curiosity.
>This is so fucked up, but you're already getting hard from it.
>>"Miss Cheerilee? Is it okay if I see what the big tip thingy tastes like? You mentioned 'oral pleasure' on the pamphlet you handed out."
>"Absolutely, Scootaloo."
>Your loins ache horribly, but you still can't bring yourself to get up and leave.
>You think you're dead, but you aren't sure if you're in heaven or hell.

>>30081681
coming up with writing springboards is every bit as meaningful as actual green

"But Mama!"
>you are lanky, budding AppleJack
>"Missy, ah said you could go visit yer Orange cousins in Manehattan and try their city way o' life, but fer now you still got responsibilities to this family"
"But why do ah hafta-"
>"What if Big Mac got into one of his blue funks and ah had nobody else to help out? The farm'd go tits-up and ah'd hafta turn tricks to buy the corn mash for Granny's medicine."
"But he's mah brother!"
>"So whut? Yer daddy was MAH daddy, God rest his soul. Back then we obeyed our elders, an' ah enjoyed every minute of it."
"Then YOU do it!"
>"Ah would in a hot minute! Landsakes, girl, have you SEEN what your brother's packin'? But is' YOU he's int'rested in. Not fer lack o' tryin'."
>It's true. Big Mac has been paying you a lot more attention lately. Eyeing you when you took a bath in the washtub. Finding excuses to help you out with your intimate activities.
>Now that you think of it, it was pretty flattering. He was not happy at all to hear you were going to leave and try living with your aunt and uncle Orange.
>APPARENTLY he had a talk with your mama, knowing that what she says, goes, and that she can't say no to the man of the house, on the few occasions he pipes up and voices a request.
>"Now, fer arguin' with me, you shuck outta those clothes right now or ah'll take the switch to your backside"
>it took you months to save up for that thing!

>>30082242
>Oh fine, you know better than to try to talk her out of this. Not much to hide from family anyhow. They've seen you nekkid pretty much every day for the first 10 years of your life.
>You untie your front-knotted shirt and toss it on the couch. You unzip your daisy dukes and pull them down with your britches, pulling one foot out, then the other, then kicking them aside as one unit
>"You can stay that way til ah say otherwise. An if'n I hear one more bit o' lip, ah'll bend you over a chair an' tie your wrists to the legs"
>You get ready to walk off somewhere. Anywhere, just out of the room.
>"And put that dirty laundry where it goes! Ah didn't raise you in the barn. In fact, uh.."
>Oh here it goes. She thinks she's bein' clever.
>"Put 'em in Big Mac's laundry hamper. It all goes to the same place anyways"
"Mama, uh."
>watch it now
"can ah at least go buy some rubbers?"
>She's gotta let you get dressed and get outta the house for that. No way she's gonna wanna do it herself.
>"Money doesn't grow on trees, Apple Jack, apples do. And a real man like Big Mac deserves to feel a real twat. Now quit tryin' to get outta yer sisterly duties"
"What if he knocks me up?"
>"Then name it Appleseed if it's a boy, and uh.. Apple Bloom if it's a girl."

~~~~

>You had a good time with the Oranges, but once you missed your monthly friend twice in a row, you knew you had to skedaddle outta there before somethin' embarrassed you among those high class folks. It was for the best.
>You made up some excuse about your true purpose and junk like that. Your butt picture came in at the same time, so they bought it.


"You miss me, big bro?"
>"Eeeeyup."

>>30082311
hot/10

>>30082446
I was hoping it was hot and not just.... depressing. loss-of-control type stories always toe the line, but damn if they dont really.. do something for me. major inspiration from 'dumb blonde bitch' by one 'Tiffany', a pseudonym for a 'Phil Phantom' who stopped writing shit like 3 years before I got on the internet. but his legacy lives on.

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>>30082242
>>30082311
>Green without Anon
Nice. I liked the change.

Based writefag, would read again/10.

>>30082311
loss of control and no Anon? Its shit.

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>>30082621
Shit, I forgot my pic.

>>30082676
I didn't forget a pic, try again.

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>>30058247
It's Mother's Day

Post your momfus.

>>30082714
i would enjoy a twilight mom, other than that.. fluttershy mom would eventually get on my nerves.. and i cant think of any other good mompones. i mean cadence i guess.

>>30082311
>And a real man like Big Mac deserves to feel a real twat
PFFFTT
I really was not expecting that to come from the mother's mouth.

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>>30082714
Stormy just looks like a straight up semen demon to me.

>>30083246
"Hey, thanks for dinner mom. I'm gonna turn in early."
>"Actually Anon, can you wait a moment? Me and Spitfire need your help with something."
>You look back and forth between your mother and your older sister
>Both of them were looking at you...oddly.
"Alright...what's up?"
>"Me and mom were just having an argument," Spitfire says as she's gets up from her chair beside you.
>She steps over behind you and places her hands on your shoulders, gently rubbing them.
>You're about to stand, but she just pushes you down.
>"We're going to have a little competition," Spitfire explains further.
>That much made sense.
>Your family has always been very competitive.
>You just weren't sure how you felt about your sister holding you in your chair like this.
"So...what does that have to do with me?"
>"That's simple Anon. You're the judge." Mommy Stormy Flare walked up beside you.
>She bent over, getting to your eye level and letting you have a look down her top.
>There was a distinct lack of a bra.
>"We need you to tell us which of us is better at sucking cock. Spitfire or me."
>Oh, if that's all they needed, then -
>WAIT, BACK THAT UP!

>>30081681
Simply for reminding people that Zecora exists you have my thanks

>>30082545
I just liked the casual "fuck your brother and if you get pregnant here are some names" way things were.

>>30082545
Also if Applejack was really all that desperate to leave, she could. You can't tell me the police wouldn't help a little girl who, in tears, told them about how she's "forced" to sexually service her brother.

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>>30082714
I'll bet Fluttershy's mom is secretly a huge flirt. If Anon and Fluttershy were an item, she'd tease them about eloping with Anon and stuff. This behaviour would be ESPECIALLY strong if she and Mr. Shy got a divorce, and so she and Fluttershy were the only ones in the house.

>"You better watch out, Fluttershy, or I might just snatch up that boy of yours."

It would start out as innocent and joking, sure, but then it would get to the point where she'd get so deep that she would offer to get into a threesome with Anon and Fluttershy, and you wouldn't be able to tell if she were joking. And neither would she.

Maybe she'd come to Fluttershy's room one evening after a night of drinking with the girls. Of course, you and Fluttershy chose that night to have some fun together since Mrs. Shy is out of the picture for a few hours. Fluttershy's mom would open the door, swaying slightly, and look at the two of you, naked and curled up on Fluttershy's bed. Her instinctive first thought is to say/do something flirty and/or "playfully"-sexual, and maybe she starts wondering to herself why she keeps fucking around when there's young cock in the house.

If not that, then maybe she'd just be too drunk to really tell the difference between """""pretending""""" to seduce Anon, and actually giving him a blowjob right then and there. It would make for an interesting talk the next morning over coffee.

>>30084603
>not blood related to Anon
On the one hand, this isn't incest. On the other, Mrs. Shy is best MILF and I'm happy to see content for her. So...it balances out?

>>30085256
Well, she's related to Fluttershy and there's the possibility of a threesome with her daughter. Better yet, what about Anon being Fluttershy's cousin and Mrs. Shy is his eccentric divorced aunt. She playfully hits on him and """"jokingly"""" encourages her daughter to "snatch Anon up before someone gets their claws in him, honey". This sort of teasing and pseudo-flirting ("Anon, dear, I just made some cake. If you come into the kitchen, I'll hand-feed it to you~") escalates to real actual desire for his cock.

"Sonata, listen. When we're married and live in a great big house with all our children-"
>You miss the look of utter delight on Sonata's face.
"-You can pee whenever you want."

Seduction for Tards. By Anon.

>>30085569
Chapter 1: "What do you mean, you weren't going to rape me?"