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Reversed Gender roles Equestria

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Old Thread: >>25798458

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AIN'T NO MARE GONNA DENY ME MY CUDDLING
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And the wait begins anew.
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>>25846427
Random Anon here: I was the one who posted the original idea all those months ago (focused on post-breakup, with Anon having a new life with another pony like Fleur as a stepmom and Cadence feeling regretful, etcetera).

It's awesome to see something coming from my half-baked post.

Thank you.
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Which mare spends the most time clopping?
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>>25846933
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>>25846933
>>25846947
No, it's Fluttershy.
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>>25846933
Dash.
Those aren't actually rain clouds homie
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>>25846984
So, that's why she's always sleeping?
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>>25847023
>rubbing herself to exhaustion everyday
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>>25846933
>>25846977
Yep
Going with Flutters
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Do you know what we need?
Bughorse.
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>>25847215
But not just ANY bughorse
we need a CHRISTMAS THEMED Bughorse
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"I'm not like the other colts" said every colt ever.
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>>25847475
Good thing Anon's not a colt.
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Friendly reminder:

Rarity swims in stallions because she is famous, stylish and suave. Has no respect for males, and instead of a prince she'd rather have the sexy, obedient butler.

Pinkie Pie is a pickup artist - as in, truly ARTist, not the kind that read a few books. First she approaches some stallions having their stallionly spice lattes, and BAM, an hour later they are spit-roasting her and nobody understands just how it happened. Other mares always ask her how she does it.

Flutters is just too hot - hot damn! Makes a dragon want to retire. Stallions spill hay in front of her so much she bales it up and sells it. Some say she gets fish for her carnivorous animals by flirting with griffons and getting them to spill it from their pockets.

Applejack is a tradcon, and believes in purity until marriage, Not only that, she also is the mare of a family of four, forced upon her when she was still too young. The only romantic experience she had was with a colt in school. Still technically a virgin.

Rainbow Dash is mixed case. Her constantly absent single mother didn't - and couldn't - teach her how to deal with stallions, and her character doesn't help. She had little luck with the fair sex, but not because of lack of trying. To make matters worse, she seems to be monosexual. Constant sexual frustration on all fronts made her bitter about romance and mean towards colts.

Twilight Sparkle forgot to leave the library when everypony hit puberty. She has zero sexual experience, and had zero relationships. Her view of sexuality is heavily skewed by whoever yells the loudest at the moment. She is going through a white knight phase right now.

FrostyBox is a grizzled veteran army mare, known for that sixth sense of hers. Nobody could get a drop on her or her squad. When she goes on leave, all the colts get fear-boners
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>>25839767
Do more smut.
>>25840178
Cunt in a box.
They open the box and WHAM it's your magically detached winking candyvag.
>>25840245
Caramel needs to learn his limits and drink more water.
>>25847215
>>25847224
This is true.
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>>25847215
>>25847224
Want it
NEED IT
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>>25847646
Rarity, Pinkie, Flutters and Applejack all sound about right.
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>>25847215
>>25847224
yess please.
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>>25847124
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>>25847696
God she looks adorable in that, we need more green of best queen.
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>>25847215
>>25847224
Nerdalis/Super totally marely Chrysalis running herself ragged trying to find a suitable, if slightly colty, gift for Anon when he doesn't really give a shit about what she gets and is perfectly happy with her regardless if she finds a gift or not when?
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>>25846984
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Why is this flawed concept around as a thread?

Even if you ignored the massive physical and mental differences between the sexes; the simple fact the sexes work as they do is why gender roles are as they are.

Men do not carry offspring within them. Women do. Men do not have long periods of relatively uselessness when pregnant, women do. Men are not needed as the primary nurse for a baby, women are.

Can anyone give me a single reason why this isn't a completely stupid concept?
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>>25847784
Hyenas.
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>>25847646
Getting Dwarf Fortress flashbacks from that Frosty entry.

Frostybox has been happy lately. She has written a nice story lately. She has observed a nice chair recently. She admired a fine computer recently. Frostybox likes writing, 4chan, and stallions for their delicate nature. She absolutely detests purring maggots. Whenever possible, she prefers to consume rum and coke. She needs alcohol to get through the working day.
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>>25847831
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>>25847784
Niggers.
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>>25847831
>>25847784
Basically every single real life species where the female is larger than the male, including Spotted Hyenas, Octopi Spiders, Mantis and other.
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>>25847784
>Everything and everyone works exactly like humans do because I don't know biology and have no imagination
You know, mares are relatively unburdened by pregnancy. Besides, horses are naturally "matriarchal", as the horse on top of the local hierarchy is usually a mare.

>>25847845
In the board there is a greentext story of the pony warrior Celestia and human mage Anon. The story relates to the recovery of the Elements of Harmony by the pony warrior Celestia and human mage Anon.
The writing is of the highest quality.
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>>25847916
>The writing is of the highest quality.

Name it or link it. Does it have smut?
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>>25847958
http://pastebin.com/pMyyNYzn
It's ok
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>>25847916
This is an engraving of a Celestia and human mage Anon by Celestia. All craftsponyship is of the highest quality. Celestia is bucking frozen human mage Anon. The Anon is striking a menacing pose. The artwork relates to the reuniting of Celestia and human mage Anon the late Spring of 1001 during the thawing of human mage Anon by Celestia.
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>>25848019
>All bucking is of the highest quality
ftfy
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>>25847885
>>25847846
>>25847784
This is why Anon causes such a ruckus when he appears in Equestria.

He is the ultimate big spoon to the Little Ponies.
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>>25848117
Agreed
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>>25847885
But stallions are larger than mares in the show.
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>>25848210
Yeah, size is a bullshit reason. Horses still matriarchal though
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>>25847916
>Besides, horses are naturally "matriarchal", as the horse on top of the local hierarchy is usually a mare.
False.
> Normally, we would expect to see a stallion at the very top of the pecking order, which, as related to the hormone testosterone, accounts in large part for the aggressive behavioral tendencies we see in many stallions. Following stallions are mature mares, mature geldings (if present), yearling colts, yearling fillies, weanling colts and finally, weanling fillies.
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>>25848210
And Celestia is the biggest horse, so she gets to make the rules.

Why do you think The more important the princess the taller they are?
Even Twilight gained some height with her alicornization,
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>>25848299
Yeah. THink of it as school-ground rules; the tallest one is the leader.
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>>25848299
>>25848323
No, no, ork rules.

Da biggest and da strongest
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>why
Because fetish

On with the show.
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>>25848332
>Da biggest and da strongest

>da greenest is bestes

anon is super green and tall makes him boss
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>>25848400
aw shit
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To the anon going on about "textile" senses last thread, the word you're looking for is "tactile". Textile refers to fabric and fabric accessories.
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>>25848417
Off topic but, I always liked this pic of "anon on a throne" better
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>>25848503
>Be Anon
>Rararararara fucked up a spell and teleported you across town into her shop, where you fell into a vat of magically active fabric
>After you calmed her down, you discovered you have gained a new sense
>A new textile sense!
>You can feel all the fabric around you, sort of like if the fabric was your skin
>Fuck this is weird
"Rararara, I can feel through your fabrics now."
>"What do you mean Anon?"
"It's like all the fabric in your little horse shop is my skin. It's pretty strange."
>[AROUSED HORSE NOISES]
>Rarity has stopped responding.
>You decide not to wait for her, and just pick her up and carry her over one of your shoulders like a box or sack.
>And walk to book horse's cute little horse library to have her check if you have horse cancer or something.
>You're not an expert in magic, but you do know falling into vats and getting superpowers gave your grandfather laser-cancer.
>When you arrive at Sparkle Castle you put down your pet dresshorse, wave hello to your pet dragon, and shout for your pet Book horse
"Hey Twilight! Rarity tried to magic again and I need you to check me for cancer!"
>Twilight comes over and sprays her magic at you
>"There's a few tumors, hold still and I'll scoop them out"
>Easy come, easy go
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>>25848243
Go back to your beets, Dwight
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>>25848243
http://dspace.ucalgary.ca/bitstream/1880/46932/1/Kincaid.pdf ?
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>>25848592
>Exasperated Twilight regularly having to remove odd, magically-grown yet harmless tumours and other biological squickiness from Anon.
>Fellow Princesses, Lyra, and Rarity are the worst offenders in giving Anon oddness.
>Each are cluelessly trying to flirt with him by using magic on him.
>Ponies WTF at the sight of Purple chewing out Sun Horse, Moon Butt, and Candy Ass.
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Anon's getting married to mare of his dreams.

At the 'objection' part of the ceremony, several ponies object: Fleur, Rarity, Luna, Celestia, and Cadence.

Shit hits the fan when each get over their surprise of another mare objecting, let alone a few.

Sexist law invoked: dueling for Anon's hoof-in-marriage.

Anon sneaks away with his fiance in the meantime/chaos.
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>>25848733
>dueling for Anon's hoof-in-marriage
>Anon has no hooves
>Anon does however, have a waifu with hooves
>It is decided that the pony who won the duels is now married to Anon's waifu instead
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>>25848745
>"But I want Anon!" Cadence practically wails.
>Luna stomps her hoof against the chapel's marble floor, cratering it.
>"Thou are already married, niece!"
>Shining Armour stands to the side, looking around awkwardly.
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Sorry for the long shitty post

>>25845068
You don't have to worry about that. Just make one up that sounds dark or batty.

>>25846933
Moondancer. I was thinking of writing a story where she meets Anon when he's working in a sex shop and they have to move in for some reason, but I don't know how to handle it beyond a few scenes..

>>25847124
I like that idea.

>>25847784
It's just a fun idea we had at some point and eventually made a general of it. We like making up stories and ideas about it, so it stays. And yes, we've tried to work out the logic of how pregnancies and all that work as well. Most of these things are answered by the fanon idea that there are more females than males. It's not perfect, but we don't need 100% logic to enjoy these threads.

>>25848323
Invader Zim logic. I like it.
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>>25845068
Well, we kinda do, depending on how you look at it.
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>>25849693
Kick logic to the curb and do the impossible.
That's how team RGR rolls.

>Day spirals in Equestria
>Got bored yesterday and built a giant robot out of cardboard, duct tape, and spare unicorns.
>Now's the time to test it out
>Got spike in the head as a lookout while you're in the lower head driving
>Gently push the accelerator down
>CRASH
>There goes town hall
>You let go of the accelerator and come to a stop
>Nobody punishes you for the destruction because you're male
>They do complain about your driving though.
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>>25849738
>no fluffy ears
Fake.
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>>25847916
>muh horses

You know, these are talking, magical sapient equines with no real relation to the horses in our world. And canonically, the ponies in MLP have no real gender roles, their society is egalitarian rather than learning towards matriarchal or patriarchal, both genders are equal, they are very clearly primarily monogamous. MLP ponies behave nothing like real horses, and their society is not structured anything like that of a real horse's.

I don't agree with that other Anon because Equestria isn't a matriarchy OR patriarchy, but you can hardly pull the 'muh horses' card, because those are practically irrelevant in anything other than alternate universe fanfics that bend over backwards in an attempt to try and pull off these concepts that never really belonged in MLP and oftentimes clash heavily with it's setting, themes, etc, in multiple ways.

Honestly, the concepts in this thread often end up changing so many things from the show that you could just as easily go and make up your own fantasy setting for this shit. Not saying you have to stop writing this shit if you really like it, but it's in no way based in reality.

>>25848210
Stallions and mares are equally capable in the show. Even with physical strength, we've seen that both are pretty capable of having good levels of strength.
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>>25850104
Though yes, let me stress again that I'm not agreeing with that other Anon either. I strongly disagree with both of you.
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>>25850104

>Cartoon show about magical talking tiny baby horses
>Magic horses with unicorn horse
>Flying horses with wings too small to lift them
>Two horses LITERALLY make the sun and moon rise and set
>Discussion brings up gender roles in this society
>"Guys, this doesn't sound very realistic."
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>>25850285
Those things are normal in their world, and are part of the established setting in the show. The whole "muh gender roles" and all that stuff isn't, and is actually just contradictory to the show, where the genders are clearly shown to be equal and such. Among other things in this thread that don't belong/fit in MLP or contradict it, but let's not go into that right now.

My points still stands, I'm trying to figure out what yours is supposed to be.

This is just fanfiction, and it's just for fun, so ultimately you can write whatever the hell you want regardless of how much it conflicts with the source material, my point is that the things in this thread heavily contradict the show. Don't let that stop you from writing if you really want to, but don't let it slip your mind either, because it's important to remember. Equestria in your fanfic can be whatever you want, ultimately, no matter how little sense it makes, but Equestria in the show is egalitarian with gender, and is a benevolent society that highly values friendship, love, strong bonds, and other nice things.

Anyway, I don't really want to hang around this thread all day, so unless somebody else has something to say, I'll be going.
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>>25850344
Also, as far as the wings go, you could most likely make the case that they're only like that because of the art style. You could easily argue that they'd most likely be bigger to some extent, this picture just being an example I dug up in 20 seconds. It's worth considering that it's quite possible that magic plays a big role in their ability to go airborne too, other than just the physical properties.
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>>25850363
Though I dunno. Not really something I've ever put much thought into, so who knows if they'd be much bigger, or anything like that. I'll think about it later, goodbye for now people. :^)
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>>25850104
Are you an ambassador from the fimfic thread? Because this specific kind of autism is up their alley

>muh show show show changing so many things from the show
The show has horse fighting using fucking pies. Show horses have barbie genitals. Show horses have rubber necks and cartoon-indestructible bodies that disassemble. Show spits shitcum in the face of physics.

>muh egalitarian society
Mares built this "egalitarian" society.
White-knight some more and maybe you will get to sniff a dick once.

>>25850285
>"I'm aware that the show omits some concepts, as it is meant for kids' TV"
>"But everything that is omitted is exactly as in my libtard wet dreams"
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>you will never be the little boy
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>>25850377
kek

Change whatever you want from the show in your shitty fanfics, buddy, just don't delude yourself into thinking you haven't abandoned the canon in those regards that you change. Especially to this extent.

Again, this is fanfiction, write whatever, enjoy whatever. Just don't think that the ideas in all of these stories fit or belong in MLP, because many of them ultimately contradict, sometimes quite heavily.

Also, are you trying to turn this into a RP, anon-kun? Not interested. Equestria in the show very clearly is gender-egalitarian, though. But I'm sure people will object to that argument being played out here, because it would crash this thread with no survivors :^)
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>>25850418
>shitty fanfics bla abandoned muh canon belong in MLP! anon-kun
Oh look at you, you're retarded! Or a colt, but I'm repeating myself.
If you show us girls your sheath we might forgive you.
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>>25850467
>shitposting with RP

And we're done here. It seems you don't have an argument. Oh well, I'm a bit tired today, you see, and I was hoping to go do something else.

My point still stands though, you REALLY should consider making up your own fictional universe rather than butchering Equestria. Just think of all that artistic freedom you'd have then, why, you might even free yourself and your ideas from the clutches of this board.
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>>25848592
>>Twilight comes over and sprays her magic at you

This is oddly arousing.
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>>25850500
You're funny, Autism-Anon.
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>>25850344
>Don't let that stop you from writing if you really want to, but don't let it slip your mind either, because it's important to remember.
>because it's important to remember.
>important

It's a silly show for little girls. Is important really the word you want to use to describe any part of it?
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This entire thread is shitposting
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>>25850754
Reverse Shitposting in Equestria.
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>>25850803
>anon furiously masturbates to derailing threads with his dick
I laugh every time
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>>25850500
>>25850418
>>25850344
>>25850104
Nobody cares. Go be fat somewhere else.
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>>25850363
It was confirmed in the S4 Finale that pegasi have their own magic they use to fly, as shown when Tirek absorbed their magic.

It explains why they can fly which such small wings
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>"You won't tell the girls about this, will you Anon?"
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Now let's get some green up in here.

>Be Anon
>Be playing Dwarf-pony Fortress
>Be fairly new to the game
>Log onto ponynet, sign up on DpF forums
>Put a bunch of your stuff on your profile; age, gender, etc.
>Call yourself "Obviously a Pony"
>THE PERFECT CRIME
>Nopony suspects a thing
>Shit goes smoothly for a few days
>Questions answered, minor insults hurled, and genuine advice is dispensed
>Then somepony browses your profile
>"Male"
>Nerd Rage
>Pony calls you out, accuses you of screwing with them all for sympathy & better treatment
>New thread started
>"OP is a faggot"
>Your sides when
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>>25850104
>taking this so seriously
this is supposed to be a what if kind of thing anon.
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>>25851120
Little greens are nice.

>>25851173
Your file name doesn't match the picture.
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>>25848649
whosit
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page ten is no place for rgre
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Alicorn or Satyr?
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>>25852113
What's this for?
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>>25852113
Satyr would make it a bit TOO obvious, unless it's in a universe where there are more humans. If we're going with normal ponyverse, just make it an alicorn, which is still suspicious as hell, but less so than a half-human.
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>>25852113
I like Satyr as the other general that deals with them have gone their own way that isn't so much focused on the family and more on shipping their oc's with other oc's which is a real shame really.

Also in regards to Broken Herds, should Anon try to go for more sexy times with the new bunch or do you want more comfy times? Cuz I'm still nervous about writing the smut bits.
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>>25852161
I'd prefer more comfy bits, but that's just me. Having just gotten out of a sexual group relationship, he might be a bit adverse to go right back to horse poon, despite what happened with Ponk. Still getting better, but not back to 100% ready.
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>>25852113
Satyr, to make it easier for Cadance to deny it's hers.
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>>25852161
Spur of the moment sexy times feel like they fit with your current heading. If a time seems right, go for it, but let it happen when it happens, don't push for it.
Tl;dr: let the comfy flow, the dick will know, when it's time to go.
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>>25852161
>I like Satyr as the other general that deals with them have gone their own way that isn't so much focused on the family and more on shipping their oc's with other oc's which is a real shame really.
I know that feel. Satyr threads have turned to real shit.
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>>25852113
Alicorn. Satyr is overplayed.
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>>25852179
>Satyr, to make it easier for Cadance to deny it's hers
A Unicron or Pegasus satyr, to make it easier for Cadence to deny it's hers.
Fixed because I'm a retard.
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>>25852113
Alicorn-Centaur.

People would think he/she is related to Tirek, causing external drama with others and the Equestrian Royal Family.
Internal drama would be Anon and the stepmother's relationship with the child.
Inner-drama, the pressure of being both the offspring of an alicorn and a unique, inter-dimensional migrant like Anon.
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>>25852242
>Unicron
We transformers now.
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>>25852247
We've moved onto centaur territory? One step at a time, Anon.
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>>25852254
>>Unicron
>We transformers now.
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>>25852240
speaking of, anybody have any stories where human + pony = alicorn? heard of them, but neve seen them.
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>>25852240
>Satyr is overplayed
lmao
what
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>>25852293
Has its own thread

be unique
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>>25852286
Can't say I have but...
In this story, I am actually including some details on genetics and stuff. Depending on how things go.
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>>25852308
>Has its own thread
its been established that said thread is shit and has nothing actually family related anymore
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>>25852279
>>25852254
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>>25852343
still, satyr stuff has been seen a million times before, even if it IS shit. whats one more drop in the ocean?
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>>25852113
Pony with a subtle, oddly human-ish "birth defect."
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>>25852113
I'll take Alicorn.

I like satyrs, but another alicorn on the scene could bring some interesting shit.
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>>25852455
Like a pony born with hoof spiders?
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>>25852485
too obvious, maybe some sharper teeth in their mouth or slightly rounded ears?
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>>25852113
Alicorn.
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>>25852455
>>25852515
I like this idea
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>>25852515
An alicorn born with canines.
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>>25852614
What, Nightmare Moon?
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>>25852675
But she's demon possessed.
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>>25852614
>Ponies flip their shit when they see a pony eating a steak
>Humalicorn panics and says it's an alicorn thing
>ponies don't dare bother the busy rulers of their nation with questions like, "what do you eat"
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>>25852747
Smart, quick thinking.

That's my colt/filly
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>>25852747
Reverse satyr. Legs (both back and forelegs) of a human, rest is pony.
Abominations in equestria when?
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>>25852747
Humalicorn is surprisingly cynical: leads other ponies to believe that alicorns are always secretly like that.

...Holy shit. Attractive, cynical teen humalicorn is a total metal-head or one of those hot, non-fat goth chicks, with the fishnets, slogan t-shirts, and makeup.

Bonus if she has Cadence's hair and coat colours and mane-style, when unstyled.
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>Rose rolls her eyes and looks at Fleur, smirking.
>"As far as I'm concerned, you're my Mother.
>"My biological Mom was just some egg-donating slut Dad knocked-up in school."
>Fleur smiles warmly at her daughter.
>"C'mon, Mom: I'm not letting Dad eat all the steak. Again."
>As they trot away, Rose idly stretching her wings, you slump against the tree.
>As always, your... Daughter doesn't know you're there, spying on her and her father in regret.
>You are Princess Cadence, and your heart is breaking.
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>>25853281
aww
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I lied, trying something new that ideally should mean I don't have to write out huge long chunks and can instead do a bunch of shorter segments more frequently.

>>25840245
>You return with the largest glass of water you have only to find Caramel is passed out on the floor of the bathroom.
>You nudge him until he gives you the smallest notions signifying awakeness which you take as an opportunity to force him to drink water.
>He coughs up a little at first but quickly catches on and drinks at the slow pace you set for him by tilting the cup just slightly.
>You give him small breaks to catch his breath or help him hover over the toilet for a moment in case anything happens.
>Eventually he's downed an amount of water, and kept it down, that you feel satisfied with.
>He drunkenly resists your hands as you rinse off his face and forearms in the sink, but you manage to get him mostly cleaned off before too long.
>Caramel's fur is still damp from all the sweating, but it feels like it's drying out at this point.
>You carry him as you did your dog back on Earth over to his bed and rest one of your knees on it.
>The springs creak under you weight.
>Caramel groans and opens his eyes just a peek.
>"Ann... nooo. Gonn ruin m'sheets..." he mumbles with as much outrage as he can muster.
>Damn it 'Mel, the hell does he expect you to do now?
>You glance around the room but find nothing of use right now.
>He's got so many drawers and things tucked away that it would take longer than you're willing to look for some spare sheets.
>Plus, you don't really want to go rooting through your passed out roommates stuff anyway.
>You let out a sigh and kneel down to leave Caramel on his floor.
>You make sure to turn him so he's laying on his side just in case.
>His muzzle scrunches a little from the contact with the wooden floor but otherwise he looks okay.
>You make a quick trip to your room and return with one of your extra pillows and a blanket.
>Aaaand Caramel is laying belly and face up.
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>>25853568
>You drop the pillow down next to him, elicitng a small ear flick from him, and throw the blanket over his little horse body.
>Kneeling down, you gently place your hands on his barrel and hip and slowly turn him so he's back on his side.
>Caramel makes a small murmur.
>The moment you let him go, he begins to turn again onto his back.
>Fucking....
>You turn him less slowly this time and press him a little into the floor, hoping that his drunk ass will get the point and stay.
>Caramel groans slightly as you moved him but otherwise doesn't respond when you let him go.
>Satisfied that he won't choke if he pukes overnight, you get up and start walking towards the door.
>You take one last look before shutting the door behind you and immediately regret doing so as Caramel has rolled over again and is laying spread eagle with his hooves suspended up.
>He seems fine. No need to babysit him anym-
>Caramel's head twitches and you can hear some sounds eminating from him.
>You quickly rush over and drop down to turn his head to the side.
>He lets out a small cough and a burp before relaxing again with his head in your lap.
>You very briefly consider looking for some tape to hold him in place before realizing you are far too tired and lazy to follow through with that.
>Caramel is gently nuzzling his head further into your lap.
>Another one of those "he's like a dog" days it seems.
>You slide your legs out from under you and shuffle down behind Caramel.
>One arm of yours slips under the pillow you're now sharing with him while the other is draped over his barrel.
>Caramel reacts to your touch and probably your body heat by scooting back and getting closer.
>His back is pressing against your chest, while the top of his head is nuzling into the space just under your chin.
>Caramel's tail drapes over your hip as his rump bumps against your belly.
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>>25853586
>He tries rolling again but only manages to press against you a few times before he finally seems to give up and accept his position.
>This isn't really what you would consider ideal.
>It's not even very comfortable.
>Caramel lets out a contented breath.
>But you'd rather all this than risk losing your bro to your own lazyness.
>You close your eyes and try to relax the best you can.
>Caramel's mane tickles against your bare chest.
>It even tickles your neck when you let the air from your nose run down over the top of his head.
>After a short time that becomes more comforting than annoying.
>Your eyelids feel too heavy to part anymore and before too long you're fast asleep.

>"-oing on?"
>You force your eyes to shut tighter in response to your body waking, hoping it might let you slip back.
>"Oh, I feel like I'm dying..." comes a groggy voice nearby.
>You groan a little as you part your very heavy eyelids.
>When your vision finally comes into focus you find, brown. Lots of brown just everywhere.
>The fu-
>The brown fades and you find yourself not in your own bed.
"The hel-"
>A force pushes against your chest eliciting a grunt from you as you slide back a little on- are you on the floor?
>"Who?! Ah! Nnnn..."
>You look to the source of the panicked voice and find Caramel clutching his head and moaning in pain.
"'Mel? Where-"
>Ohhh, all the memories come flooding back now that your brain is awake enough to work through them all.
>"Stop... Nnn, just.... I need it to be really quiet for a moment" he groans, just barely above a whisper.
>You rub the eye grime away and get to a sitting up position.
>Caramel is burying his face into one of your spare pillows while rubbing his temples slowly.
>You can hear him continue to groan, muffled by the pillow.
>He turns his head slightly and peeks one eye over to you.
>"Anon. I don't... wh- what happen- ohh my head... my everything... I feel awful."
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>>25853613
>You open your mouth to respond but barely get less than the first syllable out before Caramel whispers at you to stop.
>"Just... bleh, my breath is... I need a long hot bath first. I am not ready to deal with anything until after I get cleaned up."
>He struggles to get to his hooves, but with a little lifting from you he manages it.
>Caramel just about drags himself into his bathroom and very slowly closes the door behind him.
>You rub your eyes and face with a hand, taking stock on everything that happened the night before.
>You find some relief in the knowledge that you didn't fuck everything by not taking 'Mel to the hospital like you thought you mght have to and that aside from having a massive hangover he's okay.
>Satisfied with that, you scoop up your blanket and pillow to carry them to your room.
>One whiff of yourself as you were reaching for your stuff confirms that you are aslo in pretty harsh need of a shower.
>The growling in your stomach informs you that some break-
>Nope, a glance out the window confirms that it's actually it's past noon, some lunch might do you good.

And that's all I have for now, more later tonight ideally, but if not then, tomorrow.
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>>25852809
so anthro then?
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>>25853735
No, instead of hooves, every limb is a human leg. It's like anthro except not at all.
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>>25853746
Just got an image in my head.....

KILL IT WITH FIRE
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>>25848299
>>25848323
>>25848332
>>25848400
*cough*
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>>25853835
SHEEIT
It's all coming together. Anon praise be the glorious Green Emprah!
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>>25853864
>>25853835
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>>25853809
isn't it weird that almost all the positions of even nominal importance---politicians, rulers, teachers, landowners and shop owners etc.--we've seen so far are all female? In Ponyville at least it seems like females outnumber males in almost every area, even in the school system there seem to be only a few colts.
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>>25853889
Holy shit we are the Orkiest, we da best!
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>>25853956
really though the gender ratio is still nuts which is probably why dhx had to invent more male characters in eqg to prevent it from become a real taco fiesta
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>>25853657
So Caramel was drugged right?
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>>25854046
>taco fiesta
kek
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>>25850344
>Equestria in the show is egalitarian with gender
Now I know for sure that you're just yanking our chains.

The show isn't egalitarian for shit.

Take the most misogynistic super-masculine boy's show for boys only, and you'll still see a couple of girl characters as part of the hero squad that gets shit done, or as the advisor character, or as the exposition fairy, or some other narratively powerful role. Hell, take space operas like Gundam or Battleship Yamato or whatever other sci-fi stuff you want, and you get women on the bridge doing vital functions under stressful situations just like all the guys around them.

MLP is nothing like that. We already have to suspend our "everyone should have some representation" egalitarian mindset that most of us grew up with in order to make the show palatable. The suspension of disbelief in what's acceptable is already getting stretched a lot.

A female-supremacist society really isn't that much farther a stretch, given what we know about the show's setting and characters. It's taking already-present elements of the show and some real-life related concepts and amplifying them. It is not introducing new elements out of wholecloth.

It's a fun idea that allows exploration of overplayed concepts with a different enough twist to make them seem new and interesting again, much like how the show itself replayed old plots in new, unexpected ways. We've just got a theme that decides what kinds of plots we pick, and how we generally adapt them.

Get off your high horse.
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>>25851120
Except this never happened on the actual DF forum.

Look up the first "Dwarven Child Care" thread.

It's *like* regular child care, except with less "care" and more "being locked in a small room with a 12 year supply of food and drink and a number of overcrowded, angry dogs.

The idea was to train super-soldiers, but the results were a too-high fatality rate for mediocre stat improvements.

However, certain mental attributes DID change over time. No-one knew that it was possible for these mental attributes to change, so the experiment was considered a success.

Consider that regularly traumatising your dwarves to the point where they "don't really care about anything anymore" using mechanisms such as a puppyfall in the main dining room is a known technique, and use this to contextualize the level of trauma being inflicted here.


They might talk about horrific things to do in the game, but no-one will insult your mother.
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>>25854067
You know, this show was made for girls. Little girls who probably think boys are gross and stupid.

There are almost no males because they want to use characters that their intended audience could relate to.
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>>25854150
Kitten butchery near the dining hall.
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>>25854150
Forgot to add: The user in question was known as
"GirlInHat" or something like that.

I remember several !!Science!! thread contributions by her, including kitten-staffed watchtowers, and, more recently, experiments with the new addition of minecarts.

She earned her place in the community, and I don't think anyone ever gave her shit for it at any point.
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>>25852113
Fully human.
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>>25854168
As long as your not an irritating twat that's usually the case.
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>>25852318
Do it.
It explains the rarity of an alicorn nicely. Twi's ascension, if you insist on having alicorn twilight, can be handwaived away by the elements having wish-granting properties.

Cadance's ascension is comic, therefore non-canon especially once the comic turned to shit, but can be hand-waived with whatever you damn well please, since she came out of nowhere on her wedding day with Twi's brother, who at least got a little bit of childhood backstory.
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>>25854155
Then why doesn't this standard apply when they're making shows for boys who think girls are gross?

There are always female power rangers, for example.
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>>25853242
Can the goth chicks be chubby, though. That shit is hot.
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>>25853281
Do want!
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>>25854155
>little girls think boys are gross and stupid
>going on 2016
>people are STILL saying this
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>>25852455
>Magic exaggerates human traits in foal at expense of some pony ones.
>Foal gets broken levels of stamina, high bodily adaptability, advanced and abstract problem solving ability, clear and logical thinking, tons of will power, sharp memory, and unearthly (sometimes ruthless) drive for success.
>Loses noticeable amount of mana pool, wing strength, and earth pony strength in return.
>Also gets some human aesthetic features. (See >>25852515 )
>Equestria will never be the same...
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No no no.

Nothing changes in the offspring, except that instead of horse ears, they have human ears.
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>>25854475
muh soggy knees
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>>25854233
Actually cadance's ascension was in a book by G.M. Berrow, and another book written by Berrow was acknowledged in canon
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>>25854440
Literally sounds like some horrifying mad science nazi project to make the 'perfect specimen.'
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Mistletoe rimjob?
https://derpibooru.org/1050663
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>>25854531
Why you do this to me? Christmas green, anybody?
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>>25854531
eugh
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>>25854520
>The Apex of Apex Predators and Master Race of Magic Horses breed.
>The end result isn't frightening.
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>>25854575
Don't spoil the Barbarian Celestia epilogue.
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>>25854575
would you make THE NEXT STEP IN HUMAN/PONY EVOLUTION with a mare
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>>25854689
Yuh
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>>25854689
>>25854716
How would rgre pregnancies be handled though? I mean, lets go off of the assumption that no, harems are not a thing.
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>>25854531
>"Ah-Anawn? Could'ja come here, please? Ah need some... Some..."
>Applejack sighs, and you can practically hear the pride she's swallowing go down her throat.
>"Ah need some help tuh bring in mah dish fer tonight."
>You've been friends with Applejack for nearly a year, now, and you still think her attitude towards stallions is endearing.
>Might be because it hasn't had a chance to lose its' novelty, but it's interesting being on the business end of 80-years-ago sexism.
>She HATES it when you pick her up and carry her around.
>You make sure to do it whenever the opportunity presents itself.
"Sure thing, Jacks. I'll be there in just a second."
>"W-well don' take too long now, 'hear?"
>You finish putting away the fresh loaves that you bought for tonight's Christmas dinner and wipe your hands on your pants.
>You are Anon, and you just finished doing some last-minute groceries.
>You figured that flat-out cooking a turkey wouldn't really float with these pones, so you all talked about it and agreed to each bring a dish to dinner.
>You wonder what she brought.
"Where are you?"
>"Ah'm out here in the den, Anawn!"
>....you don't SMELL food.
>Maybe she brought cider in a sealed casket?
>Ooh! Maybe it's zap-apple jam! Oh god you LOVE zap-apple jam!
>Oh goodness you are way more excited about food than you should be.
>You turn the corner anhello there ponut
>Wowzers.
>That sure is Applejack's no-no place.
>GoodNESS you can see everything.
>.....
>Is that mistletoe?
>Is this what she thinks passes for seduction 'round these parts?
>Because it's working.
>Applejack looks nervous, excited, and understandably uncomfortable.
>"W-well? Y'all mentioned that thar human tradition 'bout kissin' under the mistletoe."
>She wiggles her rump at you and it jiggles JUST the right amount.
>You never realized you were an ass man until just now.
>Lordy lordy, apple-bucking plus home-made southern cooking equals an ass to DIE for.

And then they fucked.
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>>25854689
>"You know kid? You were flying at a week old. Your dad had to keep you in his arms for a week before you quit making runs for the window."
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So do people here actually enjoy the idea of a male dominated society or do you like the concept so you can flip it around instead?
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>>25854791
Little of column B for me.
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>>25854752
Either equal effort on part of both parents, or the stallion dotes on the (probably annoyed) mare like a mother hen and is perpetually exhausted.
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>>25854791
It's like femdom without the forbidden fruit aspect.
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>>25854770
>Anon has to keep Anon Jr from jumping off the window since he cares more about his kid than his waifu does.

Amazing relationship.
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>>25854752
Mare works as long as she can, then gets time off for birth and some initial care, then leaves it to the stallion while she goes back to working. I'd say she's off for about 3 months or so, depending on how bad the pre birth time is.
Why do you think there were so many cows around ponyville, and their mane export is milk.
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>>25854791
Honestly, it's mostly poking fun at stereotypical gender roles with a layer of pony cuteness.

>>25854752
I'd imagine that pregnancy is a invitation to do whatever you want and rights to a paid vacation depending on what the mare does. Stallions take care of the foals, but the mothers need to be there to actually feed it.
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Wouldn't stallions, who have a lot of consensual sex with mares around town, be considered sluts and shamed accordingly?
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>>25854977
Cough cough Time Turner Cough
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>>25854162
I never figured butchery had much of an effect. It seemed to always require a violent death happening within the dwarf's sight.

>>25854509
Actual books? Like, a "page filled with words instead of pictures" book? Is it some kind of limited edition promotional thing, or would they still be on the market?

All I have for MLP merch is one derpy t-shirt, and a funko vinyl derpy thing. Also stuff from the card game.
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>Anon is Celestia's husband.
>Likes the gender roles here because he can fuck around with the ponies.
>Celestia tries to sneak home one night after working, despite telling her husband she'd be home at a reasonable time.
>Light clicks on, and Anon is standing there instead of in bed, hands on hips.
>Busted.
>Guardsmares get a show of her being dressed down by her husband.
>She's kicked to the couch, head hanging low.
>Spends the next few days trying to get back into her husband's good graces.
>Kinky makeup sex where she does that thing he likes but she doesn't.
>Just as planned /Xanatos.
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>>25855021
>"Where did you even get hair curlers, anyway?"
"I got some from Rarity for just such an occasion."
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>>25854531
Awful anatomy, but I'd be curious about the role-reversal side of things.

Think about it. They use their mouths to handle things about as often as we use our hands to handle things. That's gotta have some dexterity and endurance implications for their tongue.

>>25854791
This thread is a way of poking fun at the radfem conspiracy theory view of the world in a healthy way. The fact that it turned out to be a fun, constructive pastime is just a bonus that gave it a surprisingly long life.

>>25854861
This.

>>25854977
Depends on whether you're going by the gender scarcity rule or not. If your gender is rare enough, you can get away with murder and still have a ton of public sympathy.

Look at some of the crazy things happening in china as a result of their One Child Per Family policy. Specifically, the changing expectations and requirements for female behaviour and male behaviour.

giftbox captcha is boss.
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What mare would be willing to hook up with Single Father Anon?
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>>25855101
yeah there a lot of rgre greens aren't there?
It's a good concept and at times hilarious
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>>25854762
Good end. VERY good end.
I'd say wrecking those child bearing hips may be an excellent end.
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>>25854046
>Taco Fiesta
We need more slang like this. These are always hilarious.

Or maybe Anon starts the first annual Sausage Fest and mares come from miles around to disappointment?
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>>25855189
What mare wouldn't? He's already shown he'sa skilled stay at home dad, and if the mare likes what she see's, she'll hunt that dick down.
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>>25855412
What about single mother pony? I read a story where there's a hierarchy thing where if the wrong mare gets preggers at the wrong time (ie before the "head mare"), then she's booted from the herd.
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>>25855412
It's like dating a single mom. Maybe if you're older and more desperate to be a parent it might seem like a good idea, but when you're young? Why bother with a stallion who can't go out without either dragging the brat along or hiring a sitter?
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>>25855610
A mare with a kid and no herd? She's probably some serious trouble, if she got kicked out of her herd like that! Who wants to have to deal with smelly diapers anyways?

With herding as it is, I can see how having a kid ahead of the lead mare might fuck up inheritance issues, especially among unicorns with titles of nobility and the like. Maybe Earth and birb p0nies would've mad, but not quite as vindictive due to cultural osmosis?
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>>25855611

But what older canon pony would be desperate enough to date a Single DadAnon?
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>>25855732
Celestia.
Luna.
Cadence.
Twilight.
Mayor Mare.
Fluttershy.
Spitfire's mom looking for a new flame.
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>>25855771

>Cadence

She's married
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>>25855784
When has that ever stopped fanfic writers?
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>>25855784
And?
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>>25855824

True.
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>>25855784
I'd explain, but it'd spoil one possible storyline.
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>>25855934
>>25855864

So ignoring Shukaku's future green for a moment, Cadence doesn't seem like the type who would go for cougars.
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>>25853835
holyshit

it works!
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>>25854752

I'd have to say a little of >>25854818 and >>25854861

To the chagrin of the mare, the stallion will dote on her whenever possible throughout the pregnancy. The mare will, of course, be putting forth a lot more effort in preparation of having to provide for a plus one. And around a few months before, mare gets paid leave for the duration and then a few months after.

I've also got it in my head that pregnancies are flaunted by mares as a sign of significant fertility.

Also, for those interested: apparently mares can go into heat a few days after bearing foals.

>>25854791
Honestly, I started with the original prompt because the thought just amused me. A big "what if" for the sake of cheesy romance. Since I can't do comedy.
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>>25849738
Wait, what?

Didn't watch anything after S3. When did RD become part of the night guard?
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>>25855961
She's the Princess of Love. No way to even start to guess what she's into
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>>25856080
Alternate timeline shenanigans
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>>25856080
She became a guard under Nightmare Moon.

That gives me an idea
>Nightmare Moon wins, canon NMM universe happens
>To add insult to energy, she has taken Celestia's crush as her mate
>Anon expects a Jabba/Leia relationship
>However, he is actually treated well
>On top of that, NMM gets embarrassed when shown any type of affection
>Anon takes full advantage of this
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>>25856080
right after twilight, letting her newly acquired princesshood, became an egomanical despot and started forcing everypony to get dyke cuts and wear bondage gear.
I think I read a fanfic like that once
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>>25854150
Seapony genocide, best day of my life.
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>>25853657
>You got cleaned up in a pretty short time.
>Checked on your shirt too, didn’t even seem to be in all that bad of a shape so you just put it in a bucket to soak.
>Currently you are in the middle bunching up your scrambled eggs to throw between two slices of bread and add in some veggies for a moderately filling late lunch.
>You suspect Caramel is not going to be interested in making dinner, or even eating at all if he still feels shitty.
>So you’re just going to go light for now and deal with later as it comes.
>The eggs seem to be firming up pretty good.
>Just a little longer and you can sandwich the hell out of-
>”ANON!”
>You jump from the sudden shout, almost flinging your eggs across the kitchen.
>You toss the spatula aside and begin making your way over to Caramel’s room.
>”Oh sweet Celestia! Anon! There you are!”
>He’s running your way with a soaked coat and mane and a towel wrapped around his waist.
>Caramel runs right into you and firmly grips you around the legs.
“Gah! Geez Caramel what? What is it?”
>Caramel is shivering against you, it doesn’t seem like he could be cold enough to do that, even dripping wet.
>”I- I can’t remember what happened last night! I’m trying but… I only have bits and pieces!”
>Ha! Fucking kek, he’s never gotten black out drunk before?!
>You breathe a sigh of relief and kneel down to comfort your bro.
“Caramel, you got completely trashed last night dude. That’s all it was.”
>He ponders on your response for a moment, trying to argue it with himself.
>The focus look on his face gradually shifts to fear as he shakes his head faster and faster.
>”No. Nonono, I didn’t… I KNOW I didn’t. I remember drinking a few, just to keep my old thoughts from coming up. Then we danced and… I had just a few more. I know I did!”
>You shrug, the logic sounds good there.
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>>25856974
>”I remember… two mares, offered me one and I was still just feeling good. And then I felt… very tired and… that’s all! After that it’s just… a-a tree, Rarity… did we bump into her? and… I can’t remember anymore!”
>Caramel’s eyes are desperately searching yours for something to validate his fears but it doesn’t seem like he can find what he’s looking for.
“‘Mel, chill bro. I saw two mares, probably the ones who pumped you full of drinks, trying to get you to the bathroom to “clean you up”.”
>Caramel’s mouth is agape as he listens on.
“For a second I thought you were okay, but I stepped in and got you out of there when I figured what was going on.”
>Ain’t no horse bitches robbing your bro with you around.
>He places a hoof over his mouth.
“Then I carried you home and got you fixed up as best I could. You wouldn’t stop rolling onto your back and I didn’t want you choking so I kept you propped over until you woke up.”
>Caramel lowers his head and rests it firmly against your chest.
>”Oh Anon…”
>You rest a hand on the back of his neck before remembering that he’s completely wet and remove it, then decide “fuck it” and replace your hand.
“C’mon ‘Mel, it’s not so bad. Everyone goes a little too hard some night-“
>”Anon.”
>His head snaps up to look you in the eyes, the piercing blue in them causes your breath to catch.
>”I didn’t even have six appletinis. I’ve had more than that here at home and I have never, NEVER, felt the way I did when I woke up this morning.”
>He sounds really sure of himself.
>”If it weren’t for Zecora’s potion I don’t think I’d have made it out of the tub at all just now. It wasn’t the drinks Anon. Those two mares gave me some sleepies.”
>Slee-
“You think they drugged you?”
>Caramel’s serious demeanor cracks in an instant. his eyes quickly gain a shimmer as they fill with tears, his breath catches in his throat.
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>>25856988
>He nods slowly, giving a few sniffles, before throwing his arms around you, making your damp shirt completely soaked.
>”Oh thank the moon and stars above you were there for me Anon! I-I-I don’t know what could have happened if it weren’t for you.”
>Holy shit.
>Those FUCKS!
“Caramel, if you really think those cunts did this to you. I am going to find those little f-“
>”Don’t! Just… we have to go to the ponice but… I- I don’t think I can stomach that right now. Just thinking about what could have happened is making me sick again. If you’ll go with me tomorrow then we can report it then.”
>You’d really rather take care of things the old fashioned way.
>Old fashioned being the name of the bat you keep under your bed, but… he’s right, better to just do the report thing. You can’t even remember what those two mares looked like.
>Caramel sighs, his warm breath grazes over your damp arm, providing a small noticeable warmth.
>”I wish I was as strong as you Anonymous. This is twice now that you’ve saved my flank.”
>He gently nuzzles your chest as he speaks.
>”I am so very grateful to have you as my friend Anon. I don’t think I could bring myself to go to the ponice alone. I’m just…”
>Okay, this is… getting way more touchy feely than you want to be with your bro.
>You gently push to dripping wet pony off of you and rise to your feet, brushing some of the moisture off of you.
>Caramel is looking up at you with a confused look on his face.
“You’re uh, soaking me up bro…”
>Your bro looks between you and himself, “O-oh, right… s-sorry Anon. I’m going to go and finish my bath.”
>You turn away from Caramel, and take in a deep ragged breath, hold it, try not to think about how awkward you’re feeling right now, and let it out as a smoother breath.
“Yeah colt… that uh, sounds good.”
>”You’re not going anywhere today r-right?” Caramel asks timidly.
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>>25857012
>He’s all shaken up about by this whole drugged thing, you can hear it in his voice.
>You did want to run out and grab a few things, but after all this talking junk you’re not even sure what it was you wanted to get...
“No. I uh, don’t have any plans I don’t think.”
>You can hear Caramel let out a small sigh of relief, “Okay… I’ll be out in a little while.”
>You nod with your back turned.
>Caramel’s hooves clop away from you and you hear the door to his room shut.
>Man, this is all messed up.
>An ashy smell assaults your nose, breaking up all the lingering mix of feelings you didn’t know what to do with and drawing your attention back to what you were doing before.
“My eggs!”

Okay, done for tonight. More tomorrow.

>>25854052
I do believe this segment has answered your question. I appreciate you reading Anon.
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>>25856072
Love this. Needs green, friendo!
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>>25856276
my heart will climax if somebody writes this. I will pay real life money for HHNNNNGGG levels of quality
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>>25856539
>Seapony bones are actually really REALLY valuable
>Especially when they're used to make bone crafts
>Ponies trap seaponies by luring them into tanks full of water and then draining them, "air-drowning" the seaponies so that they can be harvested
>Some are kept for breeding so that they have an alt source of seapony bones

dwarfponyfortress green when?
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Let me take the reversed gender roles to the next level
Spoiler: Not going down the homo path OR AM I?!Not even sure If I'll continue this

>Be Big Applejack
>It's late
>The sun settled ten minutes ago
>All that's left of the day is the eerie orange glow on the horizon
>Slowly fading away
>Your sister has been keeping you busy
>Or to be more precise, her absence
>Above, the brightest stars are showing themselves already
>Dusk said something about a once in a millenia meteor shower, you're certain he's sitting on the top of his treebrary
>One eye shut tight, the other pressed against his telescope
>Of course his tongue is hanging halfway out to his chin
>You smirk at the thought
>Focus! Your sis is missing!
>Pacing around the barn, you feel the young night-air around you cooling down
>It'll be cold soon
"Now where in tarnation are you hidin', sis?"
>Muttering to yourself, you glance one last time over to the darkening hills of Sweet Apple Acres
>A green flash between the apple trees
>Far out in the orchards and barely visible
>The muscles in your body tense and your stomach twists into a knot
>Every hair stands on end as you imagine the worst case scenario
>That green is unmistakable
>Again you only mutter to yourself
"Changelings."
>No time to alert the others
>Your sis might be out there
>With the speed of a zebra you gallop towards the hills
>The darkness doesn't help and you nearly trip several times
>But you make it
>A little out of breath, but in time
"Sis!"
>The red mare just sits there
>In front of her a book, crackling with green fire
"Are you okay?! Sis, talk to me!"
>Even as you approach, she stares dead ahead, ignoring the burning book two hooves away from her
>The surrounding trees are illuminated in the green light of the flaming pages
>Maybe no changelings?
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>>25857517

>It still smells like trouble
>Not going to take any chances
>Then something groans
>The light of the fire robs you of the sight beyond it
>McIntosh turns to you, slowly, mouth hanging open and a hoof pointing towards the groans
>Moving closer, you buck the book away
>It's barely more than ashes at this point
>You shield your sister with your body, ready to pounce on it as you try to make sense of the stretched limbs and rags for clothing before you
"What is this."
>McIntosh doesn't answer
>She still stares at it over your back
>The creature stirs
>If it just weren't this dark...
"Tell me what this is, should I be worried?"
>"N...nope?" McIntosh swallows hard "M-Maybe?"
>You take two steps towards it
>There are no teeth sticking out of its mouth, no tusks or canines
>There are hands
>But no claws, no horns, no hooves, no wings
>Does it have anything at all?
>Assured in your superiority, you walk up to it
>It looks soft, giving it a poke-
>...oop - ..zoop - .azoop
>That sounds like...
>fazoop - FAZOOP
>...and looks like Dusk
>Rapidly teleporting through the orchards
>Purple puffs of light chaining straight towards you and your sis
"Guess he was lookin' at more than jus' the night-sky."
>McIntosh looks at you quizzically "Huh?"
"Nothin'"
>With one last flash of purple and the sound of an electrical discharge, Dusk Shine makes his appearance
>"I saw a light! Is it changelings?!" he huffs in a panic, glancing around frantically
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>>25857528

>Hmm, the two of you must have been spending too much time togehter as of lately
>Shaking your head, you point to the unconscious heap of limbs
>Dusk's eyes narrow "How do I know you aren't changelings?" he asks as suspicious as it gets
"Yer yaoi collection is hidden unmmpffh!"
>He hooks one arm around your neck and stuffs your mouth with his free appendage
>"Shhh! Shh! Okay, okay, I believe you, it is you!" he whisper-shouts
>Then his gaze falls on your sister
>Eyes widen
>A few hairs spring out of his mane in odd directions
>He starts grinding his teeth and
>"What's yaoi?" McIntosh asks, McIntosh the angel, the pure and unsullied
>Dusk snaps out of it, raises his head and stares at the apples in the trees
>"Uhhh, it's science! Yes! Science about, uhh, pears! Yes, pears and pear trees and, uh, pear stuff."
>Wow, really?
>Really?
>"Ugh." your sis makes her emotions way "Yuck."
>Dusk turns to you "That was entirely unneccesary and-"
>His gaze turns to the burning book "Oh no! Is that my First Edition Commentaries on the Entanglement Theory of the Multiverse Part IV, by Star Twirl the Buxom?!"
>He's all over it, extinguishing the flames with a quick spell
>"No no no." lifting it with his magic makes it worse, half the charred pages fall out
>"Noooo..." he starts weeping silently "It was signed..."
>Sitting next to him, you rub his shoulder
"There, there. Ah'm sure we'll find a replacement."
>A few silent minutes pass as Dusk mourns his fallen possession "It was my seventh rarest book." he finally admits
>Sometimes you want to punch his face
>You look around, feeling something is off
>"What is it?" Dusk asks depressed
"Hm, got the fellin' we fergot somethin'. Hmm, nah, must be mah imagination."
>McIntosh assures you "Eee-nope." and points to a slight depression in the grass
>As if somepony was lying there
>You shoot your sis a questioning look
>Help me out here
>"The weird fella? Long legs?" she asks in an almost mocking tone
"Ohhh, yeah. Um. Where is he?"
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>>25857545

>Be Anon
>You run
>You run so far away
>You just run all night and day
>But you know, you can't get away
>Because you messed up
>Royally
>But where?
>The guy on the internet said you had to mix the magic incantation with the rules
>So you did
>You integrated rule 63 into the spell
>That was the one where everyone is having sex, right?
>And it worked, but why are Applejack, Big McIntosh and Twilight genderbent?
>Where is the lewd utopia you dreamt of?!
>A cold shiver runs down your spine
>Not just because you're wearing nothing but your bathrobe, but also because you're afraid of the implications you witnessed
>No time to waste
>You walk towards the lights
>Ponyville
>There's nothing else around, you watched the show
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>>25857557
Its rule 64 you pleb, otherwise keep going
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>>25857557

>Be █
>You wake up to a startle
>Heart pounding in your chest like an out-of-control animal
>Your heart pounds so hard, it echoes throughout your cottage
>Animals already complaining
>You've never had this before
>Worry dominates your mind, is this normal?
>Trying to muffle the pounding by holding a pillow over your chest does nothing
>You squeeze your eyes, hoping for this nightmare to end
>A muffled voice comes from your door "Open up, please? I'm a friend."
"Oh."
>Now you're embarrassed
>Being wide awake, getting out of bed is no problem
>Carefully you stroll to the door
"Uhm, uh, w-who is there?"
>"Oh thank god. At least you sound normal, Fluttershy." The voice exclaims
>Opening the door by a small crack, you spy a primate like creature
>He looks back at you and you rear back from his piercing gaze
>"No, please. Don't be afraid. It's okay. I know you don't know me, but I know you."
>That just makes it worse
>You heard of mares stalking stallions
>"I need your help, please?" he pleads, every word sounding sincere in your ears
"W-Who are you, if you don't mind telling me."
>He introduces himself in a hurry "I'm Anonymous, call me Anon if you like."
"N-nice to meet you, Anonymous. I'm-"
>He cuts you off "Fluttershy, I know."
>But you finish your sentence nonetheless
"...Butterscotch."
>Opening the door completely, you expose yourself to him
>He doesn't look very dangerous, just imposing
>And in pain "Not you too. Anyone but you."
>With a large stride he closes the distance between the two of you
>It would be frightening if he didn't get on his knees immediately
>His hands cup your cheeks, eyes inspecting your features
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>>25857570

>"No, the jawbone, too prominent. Broad chest and..." he falls on his side, taking a look at your no-go zone "Pony balls." he says defeated
>Certain that you're about to be sexually assaulted, you steel yourself
>He will push you down
>Drag his tongue from your collarbone up your neck to your cheek
>Touching your ears
>Rubbing your belly
>Steadily going lower
>You dare to open an eye
>He's not doing it
>It looks like he's leaving instead
>Guilt overcomes you, you made him uncomfortable with your indecent thoughts
>And sending him back out into the dark, cold night
>"Sorry, Fluttershy. I'll be on my way."
"Wait!"
>He stops, looking over his shoulder
>Words are powerful
>You made him stop with one word
>Don't stop now, be assertive!
"You can stay, if you don't mind of course."
>He grins, looks into the night, then back to you
>Pointing a finger idly at you he says with a soft voice "We're not sharing a bed."

That's all for now
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>>25857041
I swear, every other sentence in this story has to be followed up with 'no homo.'
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>>25854860
>Anon has arms and his wife doesn't
>I take every opportunity to make every situation as dramatic as possible
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>>25856302
>I think I read a fanfic like that once
You mean... after you figured out what it was about, you kept reading it?
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>>25857596
Is the whole universe rule 63 or just the important characters?
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1950's sexism? 1950's sexism.

>Anon isn't into horsefucking
>Gets job, lives alone
>Mares worried when he reveals that he's in his late 20's and still hasn't horesmarried
>Mares constantly dropping hints that he should settle down; try to steer him towards potential wives

>Anon's stallion friends grumble when their mares "encourage" them to mate (marital rape wasn't criminalized in the 1950's in the US)
>Anon brings this up in conversation later with mare friends
>Uncomfortable looks all around
>Anon starts talking about his own sex life
>Mares shocked about how openly he, a male, flaunts his sexuality
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>>25857517
>Big Applejack
>Dusk said something about
Reversed Gender Roles, or Rule 63 Equestria? The two aren't the same thing.

>youngest sibling still a sister
>Youngest sibling's name is... McIntosh?
>Who was caught with some kind of magic book that burst into flame?
Since when has the Applebloom character been known for taking super-rare magic books and activating the magic in them on the farm after dark?

>>25857557
>>Ponyville
>>There's nothing else around, you watched the show
Canterlot is within sight, just up the mountain. It's visible.
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>Anon arrives in Equestria
>Pones have reversed gender roles
>Their sexism is on par with [INSERT YEAR ASSOCIATED WITH CERTAIN LEVEL OF SEXISM IN THE US]'s culture
>Anon is asked what gender he is
>Says "male"
>Asked why he's acting like a mare if that's the case
>They all figure out the reversed gender norms thing
>"lol ok that makes sense"
>Pones go on with life now treating anon like a female, but knowing he's male

Isn't this basically the way it would always go?
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>>25858628
>Years of gender roles ingrained in their culture and in their own personal lives from birth to the moment the meet Anon
>"Hey just treat me like a mare, okay?"
>Expects ponies to drop it like it's hot whenever he's around
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>>25858652
I mean, I get your point, but if aliens showed up and they didn't look like humans whatsoever and their females were the dominant ones... I'm pretty sure most humans wouldn't be too slow on the draw to get it.

Some incredibly backwards places in the middle east might go full retard sure, but I can even see 50's US figureheads treating female aliens like male humans.
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>>25858675
I understand completely, and you're right; if we encountered some other species where gender roles really WERE reversed, it wouldn't take us long to shrug and go along with it. But >>25858628, while completely logical, doesn't make for a very interesting read; especially in a thread where the main focus is males being treated like females from years and years ago.

Again, you aren't wrong, but it's not as entertaining.
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>>25858533
>The two aren't the same

That's the joke.
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>>25855611
Reversed != mirrored. A single mother is still someone who popped out a child and the other parent didn't bother to stay. The single father is still someone who took over. When the mare pumped out a uit and refused to take care of it.

And single fathers get mad respect.

>>25857596
Thst's just regular r63?

>>25858386
Horsemarriage is RGRE's greatest ivention

>>25858628
>>25858675
>>25858776
You are implying that rational thought overpowers the half-animalistic "ooh! that's a male!" with no exceptions.
The "look nothing alike" thing would help a little, but ponies and humans don't look nothing alike. At the very least the deeper voice plays against Anon here.

And I don't think humans are any better at this.

Some Uddertale autists are seriously freaking out because there is a male robot there that has a human-female looking body (or at least human-female looking legs) . Supposedly knowing that it's a "he" doesn't stop their pants from filling with determination.
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>>25858864
>You are implying that rational thought overpowers the half-animalistic "ooh! that's a male!" with no exceptions.

You're not wrong, there would for sure be some subconscious bias there. But come on, no one would be forcing anon to marry or ignoring rape.
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>>25858864
This^
US today: no shits given if alien race is matriarchy.
US 60 years ago: shits the bed if a woman is anything more than her husbands wife

trick is these stories arent in modern US, so "just treat me like a mare" won't do nothing for Anon.
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>>25858931
yep, picrelated

>US today: no shits given if alien race is matriarchy.

Doubt that still. Have no proofs though.

>>25858907
Force? Gently encourage! If Anon is basically a mare, certainly he should see the reason in this!
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>anon is basicly a tomboy version of whatever they have
>him blushing ovrr his first kiss drives said mare nuts

Writing it down so I dont forget
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>>25859055
Save it to a text file marked "RGR Prompts" or "Story Ideas". Otherwise you'll be searching for it 3 threads from now hating the fact that you have to read through 2000 posts worth of junk to find the two relevant lines you want.
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>>25859087
Agreed. Loving my "story ideas" google doc.
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>>25858675
To be fair, there are othet species in Equestria generally considered by the thread to follow the same reversal, including one that looks huminoid. So it'd be more like humanity in the 50s meets two or three alien species that match our roles, and then a blue version of aliens #2 that is reversed.
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>>25858864
>spoiler
Robots don't have meaningful genders because they lack chromosomes. Unless one has been arbitrary assigned, the pronoun "he" is a stand-in for gender neutral.
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>>25858272
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/206168/twilight-takes-charge
It's dark. Like really dark. So much that it wraps around to being hilarious
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>>25852113
Satyr, nignog. All day erry day.
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>>25858533
>Reversed Gender Roles, or Rule 63 Equestria? The two aren't the same thing.
Meh, it's readable so it's close enough.

>>25858628
>>25858675
>>25858652
>>25858776
>>25858864
>>25858907
It'll go whatever way makes the story the writer wants to tell work.
That's how Equestria works.
100% CANON

>>25858864
Horsemarriage is always good for a chuckle.

>>25858675
>Anon is the sexy space ayylmao babe
>Pony Xcom is after him
>Accidentally seduces all the rookies
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>>25859302
>>Anon is the sexy space ayylmao babe
>>Pony Xcom is after him
>>Accidentally seduces all the rookies
There was some green about that years ago, where Anon played the scary alien to the hopless panicky X-Pony recruits trying to eliminate him as he abducted little ponies to perform nefarious cuddlings on them.
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>Horsemarriage is always good for a chuckle.
what, the concept of marrying a hoers or the word "horsemarraige"
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>>25855732
Christmas cake Cheerilee
End of her prime Spitfire
Self hating alcoholic single mom Berry Punch
Prickly, socially retarded, desperately alone tsun-Bon
Anxiety ridden agoraphobe Roseluck
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>>25859213
The robot in uddertale is a vessel for a male ghost.

>>25859302
>Horsemarriage is always good for a chuckle.

horsemarriage is no joke, especially when you're not horsemarried and looking for a horsemarriage of your own :(
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Continuation of this shit: https://desustorage.org/mlp/thread/25629695/#25632984

>You steam along at 60km/h weaving in and out of traffic.
“Damn traffic is too thick. What’s legal speed anyway?”
>”Don’t worry about that, you’re doing great. How fast are we going?”
“60 kilometers an hour. I’ll up that to 65 or so.”
>”What?”
“What?”
>”What in the hay is a ‘kilometer’?”
“A unit measuring distance, equaling 1000 meters.”
>”Alright, whatever. This part of the highway hardly has any speed control, just go as fast as you like.”
>You keep on the highway, overtaking carriages whenever it’s safe to do so.
>”Up by that place. Exit right. The one that says ‘now leaving apple country’”
>You do what you’re told, and calmly take the exit.
>The highway opens up a bit, so you increase your speed further to 70 km/h.
>”Just keep following this road till you get to a exit that says ‘speed lane’. The speed is 10 wings an hour by the way. I see you’re going faster.”
“I’m doing 72 or something.”
>”We’re gonna have to figure out that measurement thing at some point.”
>You keep traveling along.
>”Hold up sweetheart. There’s an intersection up there. Slow down.”`
>You do as you’re told, and drop your speed to 40 or so, faster than the others, but slower.
>Sure enough, the cop at the intersection stops your side of traffic.
>You approach and slow down to a halt.
>”Damn, these brakes. Are they duel shoes?”
“Drum brakes on the back, and calipers on the front.”
>You idle at the intersection waiting your turn.
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>>25859483

>”Say, what’s with all these knobs and buttons?”
“Which ones?”
>”All of them. The one on your controls wheel, on the door, the panel. Why so many?”
“This one turns the hazard lights on. This is a radio, and its controls. This one is hot or cold, vent selector and fan speed. A/C, circulation and defroster.”
>”What the hay do they do?”
“Hazard lights, plays music, atmospheres control, and clears the rear window if it gets fogged up.
>”Music? Damn phonographs are expensive. How much did this cost?”
“It was standard with the car. And it’s not a phonograph. It plays cassettes not records. Or radio input.”
>”It was standard? It’s not custom made?”
“No. I wish I had a cassette to play.”
>You both stop talking for a while; you think about how long you have to wait at an intersection.
“How long do you have to wait at intersections?”
>”Hmm? Only about 10 minutes or so.”
“10 minutes? Damn, why so long?”
>”It’s so that we can rest after driving. Not everyone has a beast rig like you, sweetheart.”
>Her face lights up.
>”I remember back during the early rallies, my grandma and mom used to take me. The cars weren’t nearly as good as they are now. The racers would all be lined up exhausted. I remember one of them fell asleep as soon as the race was over.”
“How fast where the carriages?”
>”Back then? The fastest, ‘Dare Devil Dash’ was doing like 30 wings. Dad threw a fuss when we were going to see her. Said it was too dangerous to go that fast.”
“And now?”
>”That record held for a pretty long time. It was just 3 years ago her student broke it. Speed of about 34.”
“What’s the speed limit here?”
>”10 wings. Not like it means anything, most carriages struggle to get past 8. Why?”
“Nothing.”
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>>25859487

>You sit back in silence, and watch the traffic pass by.
>You’re starting to feel hot in the car, though the pony told you not to open the windows for fear of ‘wind mites’
>”Oh. Finally our turn.”
>Sure enough, the other lanes have stopped and the cop is motioning your lane to move.
>You apply throttle and quickly accelerate to 30.
>”Get past the intersection before speeding, darling. Rather not have a cop on our tails.”
>You match your speed with a carriage next to you.
“How fast is this guy going?”
>”Hmm? Looks about 5 or 6 wings.”
“My speedometer reads around 20-23 km/h.”
>You have to think for a minute. 6 times 4 is 24
>”Well yea, you’re not using wings for some weird reason. So?”
>5/6 is about 0.8 something.
“So, 23 over 6, equals about 3.8.”
>”A wing is 3.8 kilometers? Gotcha. That was pretty genius sweetheart.”
>You start accelerating further, until you are once again going 60 km/h.
>Driving on the current road for a while.
>Wheel laughs to herself.
>”Say Anon, dear. What’s our speed?!”
>She talks in a fun voice. You try to play along.
“60 kilometers an hour, dear.”
>”60 divided by 3.8 is?”
“15.7!”
>”15!”
>You both say the answer at the same time.
“15? My old chemistry teacher would have said ‘you’re already 50% out.’”
>”Well. I rounded.”
“Then it would have been 16.”
>”Oh shut up!”
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>>25859516

>She responds playfully. Then immediately regrets it.
>”I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to get-“
“Relax. I have thicker skin than that.”
>She stops talking but doesn’t seem any more comfortable.
>You know she feels bad about something, but you don’t know what.
“So, you were all panicky when we got on the highway. Now you’re calm, What happened?”
>”I didn’t know you’d rip the highway like this. Or that your carriage would be so good at it.”
“Oh please don’t make me blush. It’s but a compact economy car.”
>”Economy car? Babe, you don’t know a diamond when you hold it in your hoofs. Or paws. Claws?”
“Hands. No really. This is just an economy car. It’s just pretty aerodynamic.”
>”I don’t believe you. Anyway, we were pretty late, but at this rate we’ll have time to spare.”
“Alright.”
>The two of you stay quiet for a while.
>You sometimes catch her looking at you, in your peripheral vision.
>Other times, she just stares out the window.
>You try to ignore the uncomfortable atmosphere, and instead think of how hot it’s gotten.
>Can’t open the window because of the mites or whatever. And don’t want to turn the A/C on without letting her know.
>You realize she’s looking at you again, you think she’s worried for some reason.
>Not knowing what to do, and getting uncomfortable in the heat. You return her gaze.
“You ok?”
>”Oh... Yea. Is it just me or is It getting hot in here?”
“Yea, it’s getting pretty hot.”
>”Yea... Don’t think of opening a window though. I prefer not coughing like crazy.”
>You take that as her consent.
“We don’t have to.”
>Reaching down to the atmosphere control. You turn one dial all the way to the solid blue circle, turn the fan to 4 and turn the A/C and circulation on.
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>>25859523

>”What the hay?”
>The pony reacts to the blower sound coming on.
>In an instant, the cold A/C air blows in your face. You turn the vent setting to the dash.
>”Woah! What?! How the hay?”
>The pony is immediately excited by the cold air blasting her face.
“What?”
>”Where is the cold air coming from?”
“There’s the A/C compressor under the hood. I push this button, the A/C compressor clutch engages, and it cools air, before sending it back.”
>”How do the buttons work?”
>You point to each button as you speak.
“This one controls the temperature, blue is colder, red is hotter. This control, which vent is used. Dash, dash and feet, feet, feet and windshield and windshield.”
>Spoked wheel listens like a child on a class trip.
“This controls how fast the blower spins. The buttons engage or disengage the A/C clutch. And this button circulates air.”
>You look back to the road, to make sure you’re not about to hit something.
>This is kinda dangerous.
>”What does that mean?”
“Circulation? If you have this on, the car uses only the car from the cabin, and cools it, before putting it back into the cabin. If circulation were off, the car would be taking in air from the outside, cooling it, and then putting it in the cabin. I kept it on, cos of those mites you said.”
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>>25859533

>”Who and how did they put this together?”
“You’ve really never seen any of this?”
>”No. Most carriages just barely get you places faster. It’s why you don’t see Pegasus in the carriage industry. Well other than Dash and her student. And me.”
“Pegasus?”
>”What? You’ve been hanging out with one all day.”
“I don’t get it. Pegasus was a horse with wings right?”
>”Yea! See, wings. See any of us with wings, it’s a Pegasus. Any ponies with horns are unicorns, and the ones with neither are earth ponies.”
“What about ones with both?”
>”Alicorns. Did you see one?”
“Yea, yesterday. Pink one, female. There was also a guy in her a car. She tried to race me.”
>”Princess Cadence. God I hate her. Who won?”
>You laugh.
“I did.”
>”Ha! Beaten by a colt, and in front of her husband!”
“Why the hate?”
>”For her? She’s the kind of pony who buys a good car, and makes it worse because it looks better. What was she driving?”
“I don’t know. A pink body, gold framed, silver wheels and crown grill.”
>”Yea, don’t tell me. It’s her new Ground roller’s royalty. It’s a good carriage.”
“You sound mad.”
>”Like I said, she takes a good car and makes it worst. But I guess I should just take what I can get, she and Luna are the only royalty keeping Twilight and Celestia from slowing the road to walking speed.”
“Who’re they?”
>”Damn, sweetheart. I want to see the rock you live under.”
>She giggles for a second.
>”Princess Luna is the eccentric night princess. She’s always been a bit weird, though after some...err, events, she got weirder.”
>She looks uncomfortable to talk about whatever the events where.
>”Anyway. She’s pretty smart, or just has some good engineers. She started her own performance carriage brand. 71 of the 79 speed records have been set by her brand. Including the longest standing record by Dare Devil Dash, and the newest one by her student.”
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>>25859539

“Damn. I can see why she doesn’t want maximum speed being decreased.”
>”Yea. The other two are a bit too cautious. I can see where they’re coming from, but I don’t think it would do much.”
“Huh. So what where you saying about carriages?”
>”Huh? Oh yea, most carriages trade luxury for performance.”
“I’m used to performance and luxury coming hand in hand. Or just luxury.”
>”Man, you gotta take me to this ‘Ronto.”
>She looks out the window for a minute, focusing on the golden wheat fields.
>She looks back towards you.
>”Anyway. Luxury carriages have stuff like comfortable interior and free-floating chassis. Stuff like that takes away space for larger condensers, focus crystals and performance parts.”
“Why can’t you just make them bigger? Like SUVs.”
>”You should meet Princess Luna, she’d like you. Her carriages are all unreasonably large.”
“Unreasonably large?”
>”I don’t think I could do it justice. I mean your car is pretty big.”
“For you.”
>”Yea, most of our carriages are much smaller. But if you see a Moon ship, you’d know what I mean.”
>You stop talking, and just drive.
>The colorful farmer fields remind you of home.
>You don’t know how far off course you went, but nothing around you looks like home.
>You don’t know how long your mind wanders, but you finally focus back on to the road.
>You look to your right, and see the pony has fallen asleep.
>Her head is leaning onto the door, eyes closed.
>Even though your car automatically locks when you drive, you press the lock button just to be sure.
>The pony stirs from the locking motors. Then settles back.
>You speed up to almost 90, and drive for another 10 or 15 minutes.
>Soon, you see an exit to your right that reads ‘Speed lane’ and steer towards it.
>The road is clear, so you accelerate to 110km/h.
>You probably shouldn’t do that, seeing as you don’t know the way.
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>>25859546

>Considering waking the pony and asking for the way, you spot a sign that says ‘Road End 8 W’
>Weird, considering there’s nothing here.
>You slow down to 60, and keep your eyes peeled.
>Soon enough, you spot buildings, luxurious looking buildings with a big sign hanging between ‘Speedy Lane’s Rallies’
>This looks like It’s the place.
>You notice carriages in lines along the side of the roads.
>Look like manufacturers showing off their cars like an auto show.
>”*YAWN* I see you found the place.”
“Yea, I thought it’d be harder.”
>”Just follow this road to the end, you’ll find the contestants parking there.”
“Alright.”
>”We’re really early. Which is fine, it may take a couple hours to convince that fat bat to let you compete.”
>You follow your instructions, and travel to the contestants parking.
>The parking has fans in awe of the cars, drivers shining their vehicles and others standing around talking or otherwise.
>They eye you curiously, as you enter.
>You think of why Wheel asked you to do this.
>Strictly speaking, it’s a deal. But you know it means more to Spoked.
>People point at your car admiring it, as you pull into an empty space and stop.
>They’ll be a witness to the great race. You know you’ve got to win.
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>>25859554
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>>25859546
>“Why can’t you just make them bigger? Like SUVs.”
>>”You should meet Princess Luna, she’d like you."
Luna confirmed for best princess.
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>>25857876
Isn't it a great analogy to life?
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>>25851295
Puns are fun, and if there is no pun, there is no fun.
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>>25859554
I was wondering when you'd come back.
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>>25857041
great update
>>25857876
this story really makes me want to have a gay friend
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>>25859554
Glad you're back. This is too good to let die. Pastebin?
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I'm really liking the Minotaur stuff from the last thread, there any more good green out there besides Cow Tipping?
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>>25853809
Oh boy, I have to make another reply?

The ponies in MLP have no real relation to the horses in our world. They are completely different and the only real similarity is that both can be classed as equine and have similar (but still fairly different, limbs for example) anatomy.

>>25853933
>politicians, rulers

There are few examples of either gender, but we've seen both male and female ones. All of those in the Equestria Games episode, the delegates, a few others I'm sure.

>Teachers

Also few examples, maybe you can count the background pony ones from the Academy, but again, both mares and stallions there.

>shop owners

We've actually seen more male shop owners than female ones, I'm pretty sure. There are some of both genders too, though.

Ultimately, the gender ratio is pretty sure to be even, especially when the ponies are monogamous. There are far too many clones in background crowds for those to be reliable for determining anything, and the number of supporting male characters has rapidly begun to catch up in more recent seasons.

>>25854067
You're delusional. Everything in the show we've seen points towards it being egalitarian. There are plenty of ponies of both genders in all sorts of positions, and no indication of discrimination or one gender being dominant, and both genders have been portrayed as equally capable. The current alicorns are female, but it's entirely merit-based so gender has no relevance. Starswirl, for example, appeared to have come close, but he didn't understand friendship.

Bottom line is that the show focuses more on female characters. Or rather, it's main cast, which just so happens to be primarily female. There are plenty of male and female supporting characters, even if they don't get as much screentime as the main. The show is not portraying one gender as dominant or superior.
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>>25860709
>the Academy

The school for gifted unicorns, that is. We've seen male and female teachers there. Cheerilee and maybe a few potential others are the only other ones we've seen.

>>25860706
>minotaurs

Is that a thing in this thread?

Anyway, whatever. Again, the show focuses on female characters, or rather it's mostly female main cast, and all other characters, male or female, don't get much screentime. Celestia doesn't even have an episode yet, for petes sake, which is a tremendous shame because there's a lot of potential there. Bottom line is that Equestria in the show IS egalitarian, regardless of whatever stuff you people are coming up with here. There's simply no basis for it being a matriarchy or patriarchy.

Now, if nobody else has anything to say, it's back to figuring out how the fuck to get morrowind setup with mods. Have a nice day :^)
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>>25860738
Last thread had a lot of Minotaur stuff
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>>25861058
I say we need to bring it back.
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>>25860738
Dude its bait and dumb RP nigger the thread title is Reverse Gender roles Equestria as to imply that this is Equestria but with reverse gender roles no one actually thinks that ponies act like sexist from 1950 its a joke.
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>>25860709
>>25860738
Did you miss us so much?
Go back to the fields.
Or to the bedroom. Not mine though.

>>25861668
Ahem.
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>>25859483
>Continuation of this shit: https://desustorage.org/mlp/thread/25629695/#25632984
Just bin it. It's a lot easier to work with (and for the readers to download) that, than to work with archive links that may not even work a while from now.
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>>25857041
>You swapped out into a fresh pair of clothes after taking a minute to dry yourself off.
>Following that, you forced down the burnt egg sandwich by just drowning it in hot sauce.
>Presently you are putting down your book and debating whether you want to continue reading it or not.
>'Near Death Experience' sounded like a bit of a deviation from Yearling's usual books, you certainly weren't expecting it to be a steamy romance novel.
>Once it got to the part describing the native Sweet Pea's body in excruciating detail you decided to put it down.
>You'll commend her on her writing ability, it's like that stallion is right there before you, but you were really expecting more of a traditional read.
>"Anon?" Caramel calls out from somewhere in the house.
>You call back, telling him that you're in the living room.
>He appears shortly after, all dry and fluffy looking.
"You uh, feeling better?"
>Caramel averts his eyes from you and nods, "Yes. Zecora's potions work wonders. Worth every bit when you need them."
>You mumble about how good that is to hear and Caramel offers a small hum of agreement.
>He's still avoiding looking at you, normally it's you who's doing the avoiding in one way or another, 'Mel usually has no problem being around you.
>Sometimes he can be around too much, but seeing the opposite happen is even more striking to you.
>You both remain there in the awkward silence of the living room.
>Caramel clears his throat and begins to speak, "S-say Anonymous? Can we talk?"
>You hastily respond.
"S-sure bro, yeah, uh, what's up?"
>Why are you stumbling on your words here? Is his weirdness throwing you off that much?
>Caramel begins to climb up on the couch right by your face.
>You get a faint hint of coconut as you rise to give Caramel space, his shampoo probably.
>It smells pretty good, for y'know, you to try out or something.
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>>25861795
>By the end of it, you're sitting on one end of the couch and Caramel is seated on the other end, facing in your direction but not you directly.
>Caramel rubs at a dirty spot on the couch with an idle hoof for a moment, "So..." He opens.
"So?"
>Caramel lets out a small titter, "Sorry. I'm just trying to compose my thoughts. The potion is working but I'm still pretty jumbled up."
>You nod, letting the silence befall you both again.
>Caramel takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, "Anonymous. I just want to tell you, again, how very grateful I am to have you in my life."
>He's looking up at you now, the smile on his face seems very genuine.
"Oh, yeah. No worries bro I-"
>"No Anon, it's not "no worries" I- I really mean it. You were so patient while I was trying to find a job. I know that I can be a little demanding on... A FEW things, and you've been so very accommodating. I just- I know that I haven't quite been as open about all this before and after last night... I want to make sure you know just how much I value you as my friend."
>It's really not that big a deal, he has his moments sure, but you probably have some to him as well.
>You don't really see the need for all this... Talking stuff.
>Caramel's eyes begin to water again, he lets out a sharp "Ha!" that startles you.
>"I'm sorry I'm sorry" Caramel states as he wipes the tears away with his forearm, "I just... Forgot how good it feels to be so open with somepony else again."
>He hasn't been open before now? Clearly his idea of open and yours are very dif-
>"I know I know, I can see the look on your face. I used to be more like this all the time, you remember, right? Back when ALL the boys were together. I'm glad you didn't mention it before."
>The hell is he on about?
>Caramel's head lowers and he goes back to rubbing at the stain, "The last time I wanted to be this open with somepony else was... Time Turner" he says Time's name as just above a whisper.
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>>25861838
>"We were the closest of friends, I told him everything and he did the same... So I thought anyway." he raises his head to look at you again, the blue of his eyes looks almost darker, sadder, "I had my herd, gave him tips on how to find his own. He came to me with all his frustrations and I went to him for mine."
>You nod, that's about all you can think of responding with right now.
>Caramel sighs, you can see his lip quiver briefly but he swallows the sadness down and continues, "I suppose he had been paying more attention to my little vents than I had to his. I told him everything about my former herd, all the good and of course the bad. I trusted him like I thought he trusted me."
"He used what you told him. That's what you're going to say right?"
>'Mel looked too chocked up to continue so you finished his thought for him, he nods in confirmation and lets out a few unsteady breaths.
>"I was devastated" he mumbles, "The mares I had devoted everything of myself to, the friend I held closest to my heart, both of them worked together to break my heart."
>The softness in his voice right now, you have to wipe your own eyes.
>"I had been with them for so long that I didn't know how to be without them... I certainly didn't know how to be without all the stuff they bought me either. I used all the bits I had to rent a room for as long as I could, I tried to find another herd to take me in but..."
>He looks himself over, poking at his belly, "I got comfy with my former herd, a little too comfy maybe... I didn't know how to be sexy anymore, and my flirting was..." He giggles to himself in between light sniffles, "let's just say my desperation was obvious, and it also didn't work. Nopony would take me in."
>Man, how does that even work?
>Getting thrown out with almost nothing to your name because some asshat took it all from you.
>Is that really how shit works around here?
>Everything seems like its all smiles and rainbows usually, this just sounds... like Earth.
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>>25861861
>"I ran through my bits pretty fast. I was alone and all of my stuff fit into saddlebags that I refused to let go of when I was asked to leave. It's pretty easy to say that I was at my lowest then. I felt so empty, I'd have to leave Ponyville, go back home to my parents. Get judged harshly by my dad. So I was just wandering the town for what I thought would be the last time and somehow I found myself at your doorstep."
>You emerge from your thoughts when he mentions you.
>He gives you a tearful smile, "I don't really know why, we had fallen apart when I moved in with my herd, but I knocked on your door and you answered."
>You remember, you didn't get many visitors back before Caramel moved in and it had been too early for Derpy to deliver mail since that would've been on time if it was her.
>"You opened the door and greeted me with a smile. And it wasn't a "oh, what does this colt want from me?" or any kind of smile like that. No, you gave me a genuine smile. In that moment it felt like you were the only one in all of Ponyville who was happy to see me."
>You smile back at the tearfully joyous colt in front of you, you were pretty happy to see him. It was an unexpected visit you thought at first.
>"And I was so touched by your kindness that I almost felt bad asking you for help, like your warm smile was all I needed in that moment. I remember stumbling over my words, trying to make up some excuse as to why I "suddenly dropped by"."
>You chuckle as the memory comes flooding back.
>"I gave up pretty quick though, I never was very good at lying to you."
>Yeah, that never changed.
>"I asked you if I could stay for a night or two. I didn't have any idea what I could do in such a short time but I felt like maybe if I could just be around somepony who cared then maybe I could figure something out. Do you remember what you said?"
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>>25861877
>You start to respond but find your throat has become relaxed from having been quiet this whole time, you choke on your words for a second but manage to clear it all out with a cough.
"I uh... I don't really remember 'Mel. I know I let you stay but-"
>Caramel nods, "Nah bro, forget that "just until..." Stuff. You had my back when I first came here and I've got yours now, this place is your home now too."
>His whole body even mimics the way you move a little as he quotes you.
>"Do you know how I know what you said, right down to the way you said it?"
>You shake your head.
>"I think about that moment often. Whenever I'm feeling down, or I catch a glance of Time Turner or my old herd out around town. I remind myself of my lowest point, and how even then, you were there for me. Nopony else in Equestria knows the sheer happiness I felt in that moment, and I will never let myself forget that."
>Wow, it just seemed like such an obvious thing to do.
>You were in a pretty shit way when you first arrived in Equestria, everything you knew was gone and nothing seemed familiar.
>Caramel took you in and...
>Oh, that's right. It was a big deal to you...
>Caramel rises back up to his hooves and wipes away his tears, "So thank you Anon. For being my friend. For being strong and making want to be strong. For being careless and showing me how silly some of my worries were. For making me explore new things with you and finding new things to love in life."
>He's inching closer and closer to you.
>All this is so much to process.
>His praise is... You can feel the heat rising on your cheeks.
>"I am so very grateful to have you in my life Anonymous, for all those reasons and more. I- I think..."
>He places a hoof on your shoulder, his face is inches away from yours.
>"You are one of a kind Anonymous. And not because you're human."
>The look in his eyes is sending pangs to your chest.
>You're so not used to this kind of attention.
>Most of your bros just slug you on the shoulder.
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>>25861884
>He's not slugging you.
>The scent of coconut is really strong, you really don't want to be enjoying it as much as you do now.
>You have absolutely no idea how to respond.
>Pretty sure slugging him and saying thanks is the wrong thing to do.
"Th-th-"
>What do you sa-
"That's pretty gay bro..." You mumble in response.
>Caramel's pupils shrink, his ears go flat against his head.
>Oh shit, why did you say that?!
>"H-haa..." Caramel murmurs.
>His eyes quickly break away from yours and he begins recoiling away.
>Caramel chuckles softly, sniffles begin overtaking him.
>You start to reach out a hand towards him but he's already hopping off the couch.
"Shit, 'Mel, I didn't-"
>"No! It's okay... You- you're right, that was pretty... Yeah."
>You notice a tear drop down to the wood floor below, caramel sprints off to his room before the tear hits the floor.
"Caramel! Wait, I was being-"
>His door slams shut.
"A fucking asshole..." You grumble to yourself.
>Why are you so goddamn stupid?
>You rest your face into your hands and let out a deep sigh.

Done for now, the next series of posts will most likely be the ones to contain the smut. I'll throw in another warning like most suggested when it begins.
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>>25861894
Is that the part where Anon and Caramel give into their feelings and spitroast Time Turner while the herd is at work, then pee in the oven and replace all the shampoo in the house with Nair?
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Why aren't they in a herd? Is monogamy considered taboo?
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>>25861894
>"That's pretty gay bro..."
fucking kek
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>the next series of posts will most likely be the ones to contain the smut
>homo smut
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>>25861894
Well shit. This is way too eerie for me. It reminds me of the time one of my friends confessed he was gay for me, and then he had to make it all awkward by avoiding me for a year. Like shit I guess our friendship meant jack shit to that faggot.

>>25862125
Monogamy is selfish. Only the purest of love lasts as a monogamy.
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>>25862125
The real, canon answer is that monogamy is the norm in Equestria (ponies don't have herds, but normal polygamy would obviously exist for those who prefer it, albeit uncommon like it is here), and they're in a happy, monogamous marriage together.

The answer for the context of this thread is most likely the same, though if you insist on shoehorning in the herds, I'm sure you can find a few extra details to add to it. I dunno, come up with some bullshit that, aside from their preference, it's normal for nobles or something. You're writing an alt universe, so whatever I suppose.
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>>25861894
>You have absolutely no idea how to respond.
>Pretty sure slugging him and saying thanks is the wrong thing to do.
"Th-th-"
>What do you sa-
"That's pretty gay bro..." You mumble in response.

>"Anon... work with me here, you faggot."

>>25862229
You're one of the more annoying trolls to be in this thread that I can remember, you know that?
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>>25862250
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>>25861894
That poor little fuck
rescue their bromance Frosty pls don't make this a pity fuck maybe they should spitroast a thanksgiving griffon or something idk wat to do!!
>>25862229
sheath or gtfo
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>>25862654
>spitroast a thanksgiving griffon
kek
that was fucking great
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Homosex happens, then what? I'd like to see this adorable duo try to build a herd. They should herd with Derpy, in my opinion. I like the idea of the two of them taking in a single mother, adding another outcast to their little collection!
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>>25863439
>not having them form a herd with several stallions and just one mare
>one mare who was always picked on by mares and rejected by stallions
>now she's living what most would think of as an unrealistic fantasy
Well, I guess that one mare could be Derpy.
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>>25863475
Honestly? She's probably the only potential love interest we've actually be introduced to thus far in this story.
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>>25863576
What was the encounter? I don't remember it. There was also Lyra, but that was brief. Could be expanded on later, if that's Frosty's plan.
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>>25863756
What about those nice mares who wanted to help clean Caramel up?
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>>25863756
I coulda swore there was a brief encounter with Derpy. Wanna know, but that'd mean going back over the story, and I'm too lazy for that. >_<
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>>25863802
They really were nice. I bet they do that with stallions all the time, even taking them to their home. What nice mares.
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So, I had an idea:

Thoughts on a story featuring Suri Polomare as a mentally abusive marefriend?
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>>25861894
I can honestly say I've never wanted to see a bro relationship turn homo before
but now I want all the homo to happen to these two
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>>25865242
So do a lot of mares.
Why do you think his old herd left him for that slut Time Turner.
They could see how to turn the broship into bromance into homomance
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>>25864912
Go for it. Sounds plausible.
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>>25865308
After they hear of the sex, they'll boot Turner and try to pick up Anon and Mel to get that fantasy.
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>>25865892
And they will never get it.
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If writing goes well, the story may begin tomorrow. If not, boxing day, maybe.
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>>25865990
Will there be boxing in the story?
Anon vs princesses boxing tourney when?
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>>25865998
If by boxing you mean something about putting parts of him in their box, then yes.
Their frosty boxes.
Still techically won't get a flare, but she won't complain.
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>>25865998
>>25866166

>that horrified silence that takes the crowd when anon slips fist deep half way through round three
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>>25866166
>Be Anon, almost christmas time
>Pony princess tells you she wants you to come to the castle and give her your flare
>It's a strange request, but she's been a good pony
>Gave you a sweet house, gave you guards to chase the other ponies away when they try to break into your aforementioned sweet house
>Also she's been throwing scientist ponies at the problem of you not being able to get beck to earth
>You miss your stuff
>You do have a box of flares in your car though, and not much use for them
>You've decided.
>Princess Celestia McHorse will get a flare this christmas

>Be Celestia McPony
>Anon agreed to give you the flare
>You're so excited, it's like you're Captain Kirk except not in space!
>You're going to get that hot alien cock
>"Hi Celestia, I've got that flare for you."
"Stick it in me"
>"Are you sure?"
>You decide to lay on the charm for this.
"DO IT! I WANT TO FEEL YOUR FLARE BURST FORTH IT'S WONDEROUS SPRAY INTO MY HORSE-VAG!"
"Okay, if that's what you really want."
>You feel Anon thrust his firm rod into your candyvag
>Wink wink wink
>There's a tugging and then you don't feel anything there anymore
>What?
>You look back to see Anon standing a good distance away from you
>Also there is a bright light and smoke coming from your ladyparts
>SHIT YOUR CUNT IS ON FIRE!
>ABORT ABORT ABORT!
>You rush out of the room through the most expedient exit, a stained glass window
>After hitting the ground below, you get up and jump into a fountain to cool your cooch, which now has a huge gaping hole burned down out through your belly
>At least the heat has cauterized it so you're not bleeding everywhere.
>When you planned to get the hot monkey dick, you never expected this.
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>>25866875
The charm is what killed her hole.
Otherwise she would have gotten some pussy fireworks, sort of.
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>>25866875
Please Durnk, never stop writing. You posts make me laugh more than I have in a long while.
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>>25866875
Now see I wanna say ouch, at the same time that was funny shit...

Also has anyone ever thought about what would happen if the friendship ponies ever got into a fight? Like as in potentially friendship ruining kind of fight?

I may or may not delve into that one idea that one anon had about Anon being the catalyst for bad things.Blame the Captain America Civil War trailer shit was tight
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So some of those minotaur posts from the last thread were deleted. I'm taking this as a sign that that kind of green isn't welcome, no?
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>>25868601
Might be the minotit pictures?
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>>25868622
Let's hope so, Durnk.

>Zhanna: "You stay. We three, we shovel."
"Zhanna, be reasonable; it's just a bit of snow. Where I come from, this is nothing."
>Anna: "You are bull. Have delicate hands, need to be good for the milking. No good for snow push-push."
>Valentina chooses this moment to throw in her two bits.
>V: "You are training to be strong with Zhanna. Is good, but not big good, yes? Need to be strong like ox!"
>V: "And you,"
>She grips your wrist and gently shakes your limp arm around.
>The way your flesh jiggles isn't exactly flattering for you.
>V: "You are not the big yet. Even if you were, is not good to giving hard jobs to bulls. The neighbours, they disapprove."
>Seeing your pouty face, Valentina "Ooh"s and wraps you up in a hug
>Out of all three of your cowfriends, Valentina was the most affectionate.
>Always with the hugging and the "accidental" groping.
>...and the walking in on you naked...
>...and there was that one time she touched your ding-dong while you were asleep...
>You feel a pair of hands cup your buttocks and SQUEEZE.
>V: "Glutes are good definition, Nonn. Will be crushing diamonds in not time."
>Zhanna pulls Valentina away from you and shoves her out the door and into the cold, blowing winds.
>Z: "Izvrashchenets! Not for sexual! You shovel before other heifers plow snow and come to brick house."
>Zhanna gives you one last look before heading outside herself.
>Z: "Anon? We will be cold when we return. Make to be sure have something warm cooked, yes? Be good bull for us."
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>Now that the two of you are alone, Anna shuffles nervously beside you.
>A: "You understand, Moose? Other heifers in Pantheon, they want the wee-wee for themselves. Have to find mate before all are gone and mothers are shamed. Are not gentle like we are, and will take seed an all price."
>This is something that was never properly explained to you before.
>Is this supposed to be common knowledge?
>Are YOU the stupid one?
"Why? Why are the minotaurs so desperate for a mate that they'll take a hairless monkey guy?"
>Anna gives you a look like you just asked why snow was cold.
>A: "Is not obvious? You are to be smelling delicious, Moose."
>She leans down and shoves her nose into your neck and inhales deeply, leaving you flustered.
>You let out a whimpering "fuck~".
>A: "Is like smell of fresh cookies for vagina. Could nose-taste you the moment you stepped off of train, yes. See you, flex for you, am now is mating for you."
>Huh.
>Anna gives you a cocky grin and flexes just like she did at the train station.
>A: "You were impressed, no? I know what the bulls like. Like strong heifer for security. We three secure for you."
>Suddenly, the shame from years of having such poor hygiene evaporates from you, leaving only your disgusting musk behind.
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>V: "Anna! Potoropis'! Need protect the bull from later-day intruders! We have little time if want to build the ice wall!"
>After Anna leaves, Zhanna leans into the house and gives you an apologetic look.
>Z: "Anon, we will make it up to you. We know you are just want to helping, and we lyublyu you for it."
>For the first time, she looks scared.
>Z: "Is new life for you here, Anon. Too precious. Not get take. Stay in safety house, yes? For me."
>God dammit, FINE.
>It's not like you can say "no" and get away with looking like the asshole here.
>You walk over and give Zhanna a slightly rough squeeze.
"Just don't forget to find me a pine tree, okay? I still want to show you that 'Christmas' thing we were talking about.
>Zhanna glances behind her quickly before returning your hug.
>Z: "Is the story about the red home invader? Is break through wall, rob you of food, and leave behind mail parcel, yes?"
>Nailed it.
"That's the one. Now get out of here."
>You playfully push her through the doorway.
>You swing the heavy mahogany door shut and look around at the sparse holiday decorating you've managed to do so far.
>And you know what?
>It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.
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>>25869134
>>25869140
>>25869153
mino girls, bruh
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>>25869153
Equal parts fucking adorable and kek.

I must place an official requisition for more upon your writing desk.
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>>25860706
>crossfit plates
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>>25869269
I think I could be convinced. Just gimme a few hours for sleep first.
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>>25869134
I'm guessing the problem is it's not pony related, and thus a violation of the boards rule set.
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>>25869344
>everyone praises sunnyD and zyzz
>less mino lewds, more ponys romacin anon
Fixed
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>>25868601
There was a minotaur thread that got deleted last night, too. Had a pretty good response.
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>>25869153
>>"Is the story about the red home invader? Is break through wall, rob you of food, and leave behind mail parcel, yes?"

That keckled my shekels. Also, pastebin update when? The lactation sleepytime fun isn't there.
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>>25869306
Sleep is for the weak. And the most based of writefags.
[Spoiler] you qualify [/spoiler]
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>>25870120
The first [s____] should be lower case.
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>>25860709
I've got to agree with ms Anonymous here. I don't know what kind of matriarchy you are talking about.
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>>25861894
>smut
Dammit, can't a guy just have an adorable little pony bro without them fucking each other?
I just wanted to see Anon and Caramel facing the world as a cute and hilarious odd couple, not an "odd" "couple."
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Here's an idea....
So....Horses kind of establish dominance by pushing each other......
>Mares push stallions in public to show dominance and ownership
>Anon is confused as to why tiny female horses are pushing him around
>Shoves one back as a joke
>Stuff goes down
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>>25871142
The one he pushed down was Celestia. Ponies follow Ork rulez.
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>>25871214
The more dominant/feisty mares keep trying to no avail due to the size difference.

The ones that submit follow him around and do things for him.

Both of these courses of action confuse Anon immensely.

>>25871142
Ends up being both the dominant one and the father figure of ponies every where.

And they all regard it as being exceptionally kinky.
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Okay here we go, this series of posts is going to be the last bit of pre-lewd. I'll post one final warning when I get to the actual happening.

>>25861894
>Goddamn it.
>GODDAMN IT!
>Why are you such an ass?!
>You let out a sigh.
>For about an hour you've been sitting here with your face in your hands mentally berating yourself for being so goddamn stupid.
>You have to do something, say... something!
>Fuck, what do you even say though?
>You HAVE to think of something before your dumb ass mouth starts moving.
>That's what caused this whole mess in the first place.
>You think and think but nothing comes to mind.
>Your eyes open to find Caramel's door right in your face.
>Wait what?!
>You almost stumble back from the shock of having moved from the couch to here while trying to make up your damn mind.
>Your heart is pounding in your chest and your mind is blank as ever.
>C'mon brain, do your job or something.
>You stand there for a few moments more as nothing you can think to say aside from "I'm such an asshole and I'm so fucking sorry."
>That's not goddamn good enough!
>But... it's the best you got.
>You really don't mind if he's gay, he's still your bro no matter what.
>You just say and do stupid shit when you're nervous.
>Y-
>"Come in" Caramel calls out to you.
>You almost reel back a second time.
>"I can hear the floor creaking under your feet out there y'know? It's weird knowing you're just standing out there."
>Fucking horse ears.
>You take in a deep breath and hold it as you open the door to Caramel's room.
>Your body feels all stiff and not your own as it walks into his room.
>Caramel is curled up on his bed wearing a dark purple bathrobe with Mothcolt's symbol patterned on it.
>Scattered around his bed are several chocolate wrappers.
>His eyes are only slightly puffy and red, like he had finished crying a little while ago.
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>>25871288
>You begin to apologize as calmly as you are able.
"Caramel I'm so fucking sorry! I didn't mean to say that like in a bad way I'm just stupid and an ass and you're my bro and..."
>Caramel puts a hoof to his mouth and begins shaking.
>When you put your apology on hold you can he muffled giggles coming from your bro, the shaking is just him laughing.
>"It's okay Anon. I know you didn't mean anything hurtful by it" he responds calmly.
"Wha- really?"
>He nods, "Of course, you think I don't know my best friend is a bit of a doofus sometimes?" he goads, sticking his tongue out at you.
>Relief washes over you and you feel a million pounds lighter.
"Yes! A doofus! Bro I am such a doofus..."
>Caramel gives you a small smile, you can feel yourself return it to him.
"But still though, I really am sorry 'Mel."
>Caramel dismissively shakes his head again, "Anon, you have nothing to apologize for."
>He sees the confusion on your face and continues, "You were just being yourself. Your big doofy self. I could never be mad at you for being yourself anymore than you do for me being myself right?"
>You nod along to his logic.
>"The reason I was so upset is because when you said... what you did, that made me realize it could be true."
>Caramel's head lowers before quickly whipping back up to look at you, "N-not that that anypony being gay or anypony liking you is a bad thing. You're a wonderful special most amazing being and..."
>He flicks his ears and lowers his head again, you caught the blush forming on his face.
>"It was then that I realized my admiration... might be something more."
>Caramel shakes his head, "The very thought of it being true... terrified me. And so I reacted the way I always did when something scared me, I ran."
>He smiles up at you, "And like you always do, you came looking for me."
>You can feel yourself blushing out of embarrassment.
>Receiving praise was never something you were used to.
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>>25871298
>"Now that I'm saying it. What it must have looked like to you to make you look so guilty... I should be the one apologizing to you Ano-"
"No way. Fuck that Caramel."
>He looks taken aback by your sudden response.
>You cross over and sit down next to your bro.
>His eyes follows you all the way, he sits up a little so you're both roughly eye to eye.
"You were just being you, like you said, I can't be mad at you for that right?"
>Caramel nods his head, wiping a tear from his eye.
>"I was so scared because... I guess it just blindsided me. Having a large and happy herd, raising a bunch of sweet little foals and hoping to get a cute little colt of my own is... it's expected of me, and any stallion really."
>Oh.
>OH.
>OH SHIT!
>THIS EXPLAINS SO MUCH!
>...
>YOU REALLY ARE A FUCKING DOOFUS!
>Caramel doesn't seem to notice your brain melting as he continues, "It's what I've wanted ever since I was a colt. At least... that's what I thought I wanted."
>Caramel scoots himself closer to you.
>"When it dawned on me that I may want to give all of that away, willingly... Disappoint my parents, my friends, myself too... I didn't know how to handle all of that. So I didn't."
>You're picking up the scent of coconut again, this time mixed with a hint of chocolate.
>"And the damnedest thing is, now that I've had some time to think about it, I still don't know how I feel..."
>He looks you in the eyes, face is flushed red.
>"All this fear in my heart is being countered by this... fire in my blood. I'm all charged with anticipation of..."
>Caramel slides closer, you begin to lean back but resist and stay where you are.
>"This action I want to do more than anything else in the world..."
>Wrappers crinkle as Caramel closes in on you.
>You can just barely feel his breath on your face.
>"Because I want to know..."
>Caramels face is practically aglow with crimson.
>His breath is hot, it tastes sweet on your tongue almost like hot chocolate.
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>>25871304
>The piercing blue of his eyes seems even more intense right now, desire burns in them.
>"For sure, what I feel in my heart..."
>Caramel gently rests a hoof on your chest.
>This is so unlike any mare you've been with before.
>They were always so rough, you fucking loved it.
>At least, you thought you did.
>All this build up, the slowness of it all is...
>Caramel's weight bears down on you through his hoof, and then through his lips.
>Your body is alight with energy from the contact.
>His lips taste like a burnt sweetness, like... caramel.
>He's soft, like your lips are coming into contact with warm air rather than a pair of lips.
>The fur on his cheek is silky and soft, also apparently your hand is on his face.
>His skin underneath is hot, warming your hands as you stroke.
>It's nothing like the mares you bedded, all coarse and firm, their skin all sweaty.
>Caramel hums as you stroke his cheek.
>You can feel his lips part just enough to allow his tongue to prod you.
>You open your mouth as well, the taste of chocolate accompanies his tongue.
>The chocolate-caramel taste is better than any candy bar you've ever had.
>His tongue pokes and prods at yours playfully.
>You respond in kind, his tongue gives when you push, caresses as you explore.
>This is so very different than the mares who force their thick long tongues down your throat.
>You thought it was awesome the first few times.
>Then it became almost annoying, you didn't mind that they wanted to skip over the makeouts and get right to the action.
>This is different, this is... better.
>You close your eyes, removing one of your senses in an attempt to heighten all the others.
>The feeling of his fur under your hands, his lips on yours, the hot sweet taste on your tongue, the scent of coconut assaulting your nose, it's all better.
>And in a flash it's all over.
>It takes you a moment to register that a space has formed between you both again.
>You break out of your stupor and open your eyes.
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>"Haha good one Anon. Now go get me a sandwich."
>She pushes you towards the market place.
"Ha. Ha. Very funny, Rainbow. I'm gonna go buy a new table since you BROKE the last one."
>Pushes her aside.
>"Hey! What's the big idea?!"
>On lookers start to crowd.
"What do you mean?"
>"What do you mean what do I mean? Jerk!"
>She shoves you a bit harder this time.
"What the hell Rainbow! What's you're deal?"
>"Me?! I told you to buy me that sandwich, worry about some stupid table later."
>To prove her point she pushes you enough to lose your balance.
>This horse right here.
"Stop that..."
>"Stop what? This!" she jabs you on the shoulder.
"You wanna go Rainbow horse! Let's go!" you grab her by the hooves and launch her in the air.
>Rainbow catches herself in air and bolts towards you.
>But you aren't a fool, you've seen enough cartoons to know how to trip her up.
>She closes the distance on you and on the last second you move out of the way. She landed face first.
"Fucking ponies..."
>"Pfftthah, ew." she spits dirt, "Wait! Do over." she says as she flaps towards your direction.
"I don't know what's gotten into you and I don't care. I'm getting a fucking table, fuck off. You fuck!"
>"Oh come on Anon it wasn't that bad."
"This is the fourth one this week. You do that one more time and I'm not inviting you to drink anymore."
>"I-I'll be good..."
>Later that day ponies found out they like being submissive.
>And it has nothing to do with Anon being the biggest or the tallest.
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>>25871312
>Caramel is sitting before you with his eyes still closed.
>The serene look on his face makes your heart swell.
>A small smile spreads along his face, Nothing..." he whispers.
>Caramel open his eyes, the blue in them looks so bright now, like a clear summer sky's.
>He tilts his head to match you and smiles just a little wider, "Nothing. I... we kissed and I felt... nothing!" he chirps.
>You feel a deep pang in your chest.
>Caramel stops giggling to himself and rests a hoof on your arm.
>You try to ignore the pain as you listen, "Now don't get me wrong Anon, that was an amazing kiss. I'm not surprised those mares left pretty happy if this was anything to base off of. But... there was no fire in my chest, no sparks running through my body after we parted. I just felt... nothing! Isn't that great?!"
>His unbridled joy is only matched by your confusion.
>"I suppose it was all the things about you that I was attracted to, not..."
>Caramel throws his arms around you, "Oh thank you thank thank you! I know this must've been completely awkward for you, and I can't thank you enough for indulging me in my silly fantasies, but this is great news! We're both-"
>Caramel's eyes narrow, "Are you okay Anon?"
>You have no idea how to respond.
>Are you okay?

Okay, that's all for now. Next time for sure, the smuttening. Hopefully I'm not rustling too many jimmies with all this. If so I swear it'll be over soon.
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>>25871325
So... Anon and Caramel are lesbians now?
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>>25871312
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>>25871325
You're a green machine, Frosty, so write and post whacha need. Homohoerssex isn't my thing, though.
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>>25869796
Which is bullshit because it does have to do with MLP and green is hard enough to come by.
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>>25869796
Ya, but it probably has to do with some of the pics posted.

Fuck it I'm making a new one
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>>25871411

Minotaurs thread >>25871429
it will flow with milk and honey
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>>25871214
>>25871286
>>25871142
I keep having flashbacks of Invader Zim screaming "My tallest!"

I'll think I'll attempt the Celestia request.
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>>25869153
kek
i love this story
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>>25871434
>Threads split from AiE
>One of them is RGR
>Threads now splitting from RGR

We've come full circle.
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>>25869812
That's been updated, friend.

>>25870120
Happy to be of service, Anon.

>>25871314
Just imagining Anon dealing with an adrenaline high from his encounter with Rainbow. All those mare staring at him. "Come! Break yourselves upon my body! You are not prepared!

>>25871434
Don't you tell me how to be happy, Anon. This house of cards will crumble.
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>>25848755
>Everyone looks to Shining.
>He shrugs.
>"What Anon's hot, I wouldn't mind."
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>>25871325
Hot dang, Frosty, keep it up! I don't think I've ever seen gay(bi?)!Anon in RGRE before, so this is a nice change of pace.
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>>25848733
I like this idea. The battle to ponies looks like a game to Anon. He dubs them the Thirsty Games
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>>25871346
Everyone knows colts practice kissing with each other all the time. Only a complete faggot would think that's gay.
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>>25872063
Anon/Cadence/Shining herd when?
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>>25872499
Love and Powerlifting has a herd like that
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>>25872518
more, then.
Somebody other than L&P make up a A/C/S herd
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>>25872078
One of these days, filly butt.
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>>25872558
"Have fun with your Hyper Wars tournament, bro. I'll just be spending the night ass-fucking Cadence."
>Cadence looks up in surprise. "Wha--"
>Shining nods. "Good luck, bro."
>Hoof-bump.
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>>25871325
Frostybox confirmed for colt
S-s-so r-r-romantic!!
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>"Nothing. I... we kissed and I felt... nothing!" he chirps.
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>>25872683
Ahh, you know what? It's Christmas. I'm going to writefagging all day for y'alls.
Anybody wants to contribute with RGRE incest-satyr, I can't really think of anyone who would say no to that.....

>Oh god, oh god, please just leave.
>How did these ponies even get into your house?!
>Bloomy: "C'mon, Anawn, whah won't yew let us cuddle fer a bit?"
>Scootaloo hoofs Apple Bloom upside the head.
>Scoots: "Apple Bloom! You can't just say to Anon that you want cuddles! That's embarrassing."
>Oh thank you Scootaloo. You are the best tiny baby pone.
"She's right, you know. Aren't you fillies a little too old for cuddling strangers?"
>Come on, stranger-danger!
>Sweetie: "Nope! My sister says that colts were made extra-soft because they were meant for snuggling mares."
>Oh fuck you too, Sweetie Belle.
>That's some pretty tough talk coming from the FAT Crusader.
>Bloomy: "See, Scootaloo? Anawn's just bein' stubborn."
>She hops up on your bed and climbs up on your blanket-covered lap.
>If you hadn't made it clear yet, you're laying propped up by your pillows.
>It's enough that you have a lap for Apple Bloom to curl up in.
>Fuck's sake it's something like ten in the evening.
>Shouldn't these fillies be in bed by now?
>When you don't shove her off or be your usual "terrified of being accused of paedophilia" self, the other Crusaders take this as a sign that you're down to clown with filly-cuddling.
>Sweetie Belle takes your left side and cuddles all up under your armpit for warmth.
>Scootaloo takes your right side and lays her head on your chest.
>Oh god she's looking up at you with the most adorable eyes.
>Scoots: "Is this good, Anon?"
>Surprisingly, yes. Against your better judgement, you respond.
"It's just fine, Scoots. You're all very soft and warm fillies."
>Notapedo.jpg
>Scootaloo smiles and closes her eyes.
>Aww.
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>Scoots: "Good. Rainbow Dash says that the colt should be comfy before the mare does anything to him."
>I'm sorry, what?
"What do you mean, 'do anything to him'?"
>That's when you feel Apple Bloom wriggle in your lap.
>Bloomy: "AJ says that us three're nearin' our first estrus, an' it's tahme fer us to fahnd a 'spectable colt fer our first ruttin'."
>Yeah, no.
>What did you JUST say about being a paedophile.
"Well, girls, it's been a slice, but it's time for you to get back home now."
>You try to get up, but Apple Bloom holds you down.
>She's planted her hooves on your shoulders, and you can feel the bruises forming already.
>How is she getting her earth pony strength already?!
>You fall back into your pillows with a grunt.
>Sweetie: "AB! You're not supposed to HURT your colt!"
>Bloomy looks a bit shocked at her own strength and glances at you apologetically.
>Bloomy: "Ah'm sorry, Anawn. Mah sis done told me that Ah'm gettin' into mah big-mare muscles now that Ah'm turnin' into a mare. Are yew okay?"
"I'm just fine, Bloomy."
>You're going to have a talk with Applejack tomorrow.
"Now, can you please get off of me? You three need to get back home before your family worries where you are."
>Sweetie: "They already know we're here, Anon! Rarity even said that you were a good choice."
>You regret not moving to the Minotaur kingdoms after ponies started giving you a hard time for wearing too many clothes.
>"slutty behaviour" your ass.
>But surprise surprise, turns out that being forced down by girls who plan on sexin' you up against your will is your fetish.
>You feel your cock harden, and Apple Bloom can feel it too.
>Bloomy: "Oh! Ooh! Gals, he's got a 'rection!"
>The other two fillies excitedly jump up and start pawing at your blanket and pajamas
>You try to sit up and push them away, but Apple Bloom (who has turned around by this point) holds you down with her rear hooves.
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>In no time at all, your cock has sprung free into the cold, night air.
>The Crusader's not breath keeps it nice and warm, however.
>Scoots: "Is THAT what stallion-parts look like?"
>She pokes at your head, and giggles when it springs back into position.
>Scoots: "The tip is all squishy!"
>Meanwhile, Sweetie Belle has taken an interest in your sack.
>Sweetie: "These are his tentacles, right?"
>You got it, Sweetie.
>Scoots: "I think so. That's where his colt-pee comes from."
>The fuck are they teaching these kids?
>Sweetie: "Ew. I don't want him peeing in my filly-parts.
>Much as you hate yourself for it, having three fillies poking and prodding your member is hotter than you anticipated.
>Bloomy: "Look at that! He's leakin' a bit'uh that thar colt-pee, see?"
>She presses the frog of her hoof against the very tip of your head, collecting the pre-cum that's been collecting.
>Sweetie: "Ooh! Ooh! Rarity says that means he's ready for sex!"
>No he isn't!
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>>25873487
"Girls, please. You've gone far enough."
>Apple Bloom backs up and presses her moist filly-hood up against your face.
>shit shit SHIT why do pony-cunts smell so good?!
>Bloomy: "Y-y'all be quiet now, Anawn! AJ done said that it ain't y'all place to keep yer herd-mares wantin'."
>Did Applejack really just give Apple Bloom permission to rape you?
>This fucking place.
>You're moving to the Minotaur lands after this, swear to god.
"Ah!"
>You gasp loudly when you feel something hot and wet play with the head of your cock.
>Bloomy: " 'Course, AJ done made it clear that any decent mare can make her colt feel real good."
>Ooooh fuck she just started sucking your cockhead.
>Oh lord above how is this even a thing.
>And just when you thought it couldn't get any better/worse, you get the dual sensations of Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo giving your "tentacles" some attention.
>Sweetie: "Ew! It's all salty and gross!"
>Scootaloo shoves her over and lays dead-centre between your legs.
>Scoots: "I dunno, Sweetie. I think it tastes pretty good."
>And with that, Scootaloo goes to town on your sack, licking and sucking and even nibbling on the thick, dark skin.
>Apple Bloom rubs her dripping pony pussy into your nose and takes the cock out of her mouth.
>Bloomy: "W-well? Get to work, Anawn. Be a good colt an' tend to yer mares, now."
>In all honesty, you're too turned on to say no.
>You grab Apple Bloom's firm plot with both hands and bring her snatch to your face.
>You tease her strange-looking winking clit with your tongue and lap up any marecum that comes your way.
>Apple Bloom just moans and redoubles her efforts on your crown.
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>>25873458
Thank you
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>>25873530
You're most welcome, friend.
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Hey Shuk, just wanted to say thanks for finishing Barbarian Tia. So nice to read a completed story for once. Also, I really enjoyed such a different take on Cel.
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>>25873506
holy shit pluggo
>>25871325
I didn't expect Anon to be the one initiating the homogay
ur still ewgay. still post tho
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>>25873506
Oh god, pls Plug some more.
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>>25871325
>>He tilts his head to match you and smiles just a little wider, "Nothing. I... we kissed and I felt... nothing!" he chirps.
Oh god, my heart.
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>>25873888
With digits like that, how can he possibly refuse?
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>>25873804
You're welcome.
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>>25873980
This is true. Be back after xmas dinner with more green, ANons.
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>>25873506
I gotta admit, Anon being so very beta and letting himself be dommed is being a big turn off.
I think toning down the femdom would make for a much more fappable story.
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>>25874706
>Not letting your fillies experience you, their way for their first time.
C'mon Anon, it's fine, just this once.
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>>25874518
>>25874492
>>25874976
>>25874706
Merry Christmas horse faggots one and all and may you find your stockings full and your waifus close to snuggle with you at night.
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>>25873506
Give Sweetie Belle the most attention!
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So, I figured I'd do like a Christmas-Special or something for this. Meant to participate in the collab thing from last thread but didn't really have any good ideas.

Also, I may have started to burn out towards the end here. Apologies for that, and for being kinda shit at having more than two people in a conversation.

Merry Christmas you lot.
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> A cool evening breeze blows across Ponyville causing you to shiver. Although whether it’s the air or your nerves remains to be seen.
> You’re certain that you’re on time, but you aren’t seeing any of the other mares. Biting your lower lip, you readjust your saddle-bags.
> Perhaps they’re inside already? No – he wouldn’t do that. You know him, he’d be waiting for you if anything.
> Such a great colt. Such a great, weird, alien colt.
> But, since he booped you – he’s your great, weird, alien colt.
> … And the great, weird, alien colt of a few other mares. Though, they’re your friends – some of them are now at least – so you can’t really complain.
> Yeah… they’re probably just running a little late. Hopefully that doesn’t hurt his feelings.
> Biting your lower lip, you continue to pace until something disturbs the sounds of the night. The sound of an extra set of hooves on cobblestone.
> “Amethyst? What have I told you about working yourself up like this?”
> Turning to face the familiar voice, you find yourself caught in an embrace. And your vision obscured slightly by a light pink mane.
> Seems like they are running late then. With a sigh, you relax and hug back.
“I know, Gala, I know. It’s just… I don’t wanna mess this up, you know?”
> Pulling out of the embrace, you look into a set of chartreuse eyes.
> “Well, he did give you a pet name, ‘Ammy.’ You’ll do fine.”
“Heh, thanks Gala.”
> Releasing both your light-olive coated friend and a breath you never knew you were holding, you resume waiting for the other mares to show up.
> “So, uh, what did you get ‘im?”
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>>25876249

“I’ll be honest, I don’t know the first thing about fashion. So, I’m a little worried about what he thinks –“
> With a firm look, Gala simply looks you in the eye before simply saying, “Ammy.”
“Uh, right. I, uh, got him a tie. Two! Two ties, actually. A red one and…”
> Cocking an eyebrow, your friend looks at you with a smirk.
> “…Aaannd?”
“…One… with my, uh…”
> You finish your statement by muttering “cutie mark”
> “Amethyst, speak up hon.”
> Swallowing a small lump in your throat, you reiterate.
“And another one. It’s… purple… and has my, uh, m-my cutie mark…”
> Cheeks burning, you look down. Only to look back up when you feel a sudden slap to your flank and hear a bout of raucous laughter.
> “HAHA! Girl, you have a serious pair of ovaries don’t you?”
> Flushed with embarrassment and a little bit indignant, you reply
“W-well what did you get him?”
> Her sudden bout of laughter dies down a bit as she replies warmly
> “Oh, I’m just teasing. I’m sure he’ll like it.”
> “But, to answer your question: Home cooked Apple-Family-Recipe Apple Pie. I remember him saying something about this tradition of his featuring foods like this. And I figured since colts like a mare that can cook… well… alien colts can’t be much different. R-right?”
> That explains the box she’s balancing on her haunch. Kind of surprising that you didn’t notice it before.
> The two of you stand there and wait, idly chatting to pass the time while waiting for the rest of the group to show.
> “W-well… it’s not like I really wanted to… I mean I figured I had to. Y-you know… the whole b-booping us at the same time thing…”
> “Oh, Bonnie.”
> Looking over at the disturbance you spy a pair of mares rounding a bend in the road. The first, an aquamarine coated unicorn, the second a cream-coated earth mare.
“Lyra!”
> With a start, the cyan-maned unicorn turns her golden eyes towards you.
> “Amethyst!”
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>>25876273

> She’s now rushing towards you at this point. And since it’s not a surprise this time, you keep yourself open for a hug.
> “I’m so glad he picked another friend of mine – this is gonna be so much fun!”
> Smirking Gala chimes in, “HA! Gay!”
> L: “Hey, we’re herd-mates now, it’s cool.”
> G: “Just teasin’. Gala Appleby, pleased to meet you.”
> The embrace ends just as quickly as it began, but you’re left with a feeling of comfort. Yeah, you’ve got two friends here who can vouch for you. It’ll all be okay.
> L: “Lyra Hearstrings.”
> Motioning to her companion she continues.
> L: “I’m guessing you’ve already met Amethyst – “
> Sticking her tongue out at you, Gala pipes up, “Ammy!”
> Snickering, Lyra continues: “Ooh, did someone get a pet name already?”
“H-hey!”
> L: “Oh, you know we love you.”
> G: “Yeah. No homo, though.”
“Gala!”
> G: “Hehe, sorry. Anyway, you were saying.”
> With a surprised expression, Lyra points a hoof back at her cream-coated companion.
> L: “Oh, right! This is Bon Bon.”
> Giving a small wave, Bon Bon offers a sheepish smile and a “Hey.”
> Looking around curiously, the mare with the two-toned mane pipes up.
> B: “S-so, where are the others?”
“That’s who we’re waiting on.”
> G: “Urgh, Pegasi.”
> Sharing a short laugh, the two earth ponies quickly strike up a conversation. Seems they’re getting along well.
“So, what’d the two of you bring, anyway?”
> “Well Bon Bon made some of her signature candies.”
> For emphasis, she points to the, rather weighty looking, saddle bags being carried by her friend.
> “And I got him this!”
> Smirking, she strikes a pose – puffing her chest out a little and motioning a hoof across her body.
> The way in which she’s standing highlights two things; the first being a jet-black collar around her neck, which appears to have a stylized buckle… with a question mark on it…
> And the second is… Oh…
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>>25876292

> Blushing, you eye-up the way in which she’s done her tail – at the dock it’s bound with a black bow, pulling it up and yet still concealing.
> And Gala thinks you have some serious ovaries… Man, it’s Canterlot all over again.
> “J-just kidding o-of course… hehe.”
> Her face turns a light shade of red and her eyes dart off to the ground.
> “I mean! I-I did a-actually get him something…”
> Using her magic, she produces a box from her saddlebags.
> “I couldn’t decide what to get him… and he said something at one point about human girls and baking… So, I, uh, made him some cookies…”
> She sheepishly rubs the back of her neck, all while looking down. After a brief moment she glances back up at you.
> “Do you think he’ll like them?”
“Hey, Bon Bon brought candy and Gala has a pie. I think you’re okay.”
> She chews on her lower lip a little at this.
> “That’s… ah, you’re right. It’ll be fine. Thanks Amethyst.”
“Hey, no problem. Hang on, what’s that?”
> From the angle you’re standing at you can spy a second box in her bags.
> “O-oh… That… T-that’s just some jewelry I picked up a-as a back-up plan. Y-you know, colts and that, heh.”
“Come on, Lyra. We’ve been friends for ages – what’s in the box!”
> Her eyes twinkle a bit on hearing your words and she appears to stand a little straighter.
> “What’s in the fucking box you ask?”
> Leaning in, she smirks and continues, “My box.”
> First, you try not to smile. Then, you try not to snicker. Now, you’re trying your hardest not to bust a gut. And like she used to be, she’s right there with you in the mirth. It’s great reconnecting with an old friend like this.
> As the laughter dies down a bit, you can’t help but ask.
“Alright, but seriously though.”
> Defaulting to her sheepish side, she leans in close to you.
> “I-I kinda don’t wanna admit this… but it’s a necklace… w-with my cutiemark…”
> And there it is again, you’re starting to snicker a bit.
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>>25876314

> “Y-yeah, I know… i-it’s kind of a colty thing to do, b-but I couldn’t –“
“Heh heh, d-don’t worry about it. I got him a tie with a cutiemark, so…”
> Snickering, she remarks “R-really?”
“…yeah…”
> Like before, it starts small, but soon the both of you end up boisterously filling the evening with your mirth.
> For a few minutes, the four of you chat – the gifts, how you met Anonymous, and of course, banter.
> G: “Man, I tell you, AJ was so jealous. She didn’t say nothing, but you could tell.”
> L: “He’s so gentle about it too though, am I right?”
> G: “Damn straight.”
> “Hey girls!”
> The conversation halts as both you and your friends gaze up to get a look at the newest arrival.
> … Or arrivals as it seems.
> A pair of Pegasi – one with a heliotrope coat and violet mane, the other a light olive coat and cobalt eyes – quickly land near your group, somewhat out of breath.
> Heliotrope: “You, uh, you the mares we’re supposed to meet?”
> Olive: “Yeah, sorry we never got to meet face-to-face before this – you know how it is with the weather team this time of year.”
> Heliotrope: “And sorry about the whole ‘running late’ thing, we had to cover for Thunderlane so…”
> G: “T’aint nothing to worry about. What matters is that we’re all here.”
> Heliotrope: “Tell me about it, I’m so glad you girls didn’t go on ahead – don’t want you stealing that colt out from under me.”
> Olive: “Hey!”
> With mock surprise and coltish indignation, the olive one stamps her hoof and averts her cerulean eyes from – you presume – her friend.
> Heliotrope: “Oh, come on, you know I’m joking.”
> Olive: “Oh come on Clear, you know I’m playing around. Oh, we forgot to introduce ourselves didn’t we?”
> Your herd-mates have now formed a semi-circle around the ‘newcomers,’ and proceed to nod in response.
> Heliotrope: “Right, so I’m Clear Skies.”
> After putting her hoof to her chest for emphasis, she motions to her companion to do likewise.
> Olive: “And I’m Sunshower. Err, no relation.”
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>>25876335

> CS: “And before you ask, my gift is with her. Seriously Sunny, why the hell is that hobby of your so expensive and why’d you have to get our colt into it?”
> S: “Oh, so now it’s ‘our colt,’ I see how it is.”
> Pursing her lips, the first Pegasus – Clear Skies – gives a mock glare at her companion. In response, Sunshower simply sticks her tongue out.
> S: “Yeah, he caught me playing Hyperspace Hyperwars out in the park at one point –“
> Lyra proceeds to bounce in place upon hearing this.
> L: “Oh, I love Hyperspace Hyperwars! What’d you get him?”
> Sunshower beams at what appears to be her newest friend
> S: “Oh, a little under a hundred points of Royal Guard. It’s what I play, and he seemed interested –“
> CS: “Ha, nerds.”
> S: “Tough, coming from the one who’s into coltdom.”
> Roasted. Covering your muzzle, you and Lyra try your hardest not to laugh at your herd-mates-to-be.
> Emphasis on try. The howling laughter of Bon and Gala eventually set the two of you off.
> CS: “Hey! He pinned me and started rubbing my belly, what did you expect me to do?”
> S: “Something other than beg for more?”
> Flustered, Clear Skies scrunches her muzzle, making the red tint on her face more obvious.
> S: “Oh, come on, you know it’s just bants.”
> She punctuates this by nudging her companions shoulder.
> After a little bit of the group reassuring Clear Skies that it’s okay to have a kink – and naturally a bit more banter – you, as a group, make your way to the door.


> Whistling a little tune, you stick yet another bun in the oven.
> Man, you may have went overboard with the amount of dough you made.
> You are Anonymous – host of the best, and probably only, Christmas ‘party’ in Equestria.
> Admittedly, you use the term party loosely, as you’ve only invited some of your closer friends. Some from work, some from your gaming group and the like.
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>>25876357

> For the past thirty minutes or so, you’ve been a bit worried as to whether they’ll show or not. But, on the other side of the coin, it left you with time to continue fixing food.
> Which is exactly what you’ve been doing, that and listening to the neighbors laugh. Maybe you should’ve invited them. Would’ve been polite.
> At the sounds of a quick few knocks, you snap to attention and start heading to the door.
> Hopefully it’s them.
“Hello –“
> Like a military unit, they all sound off as one when you open the door.
> “Anon!”
“Hey girls! Glad you could all made it!”
> Stepping out of the way, you usher the smiling herd of small horses into your abode and more specifically into your living room.
> G: “We, uh, we brought presents. Just like ya mentioned.”
“Oh, just put them in the pile over by the tree.”
> CS: “Pile, oh man, how many mares are we competing with here?”
“Wait, what? I only invited you guys.”
> CS: “O-oh… Uh, forget I said anything then.”
> She gives you a sheepish grin. You simply cock an eyebrow and smile in response.
“Right, so I gotta go check on something in the kitchen. Back in a sec.”
> Stepping across the threshold, you immediately head back to your ovens.
> The rolls are getting golden brown. Good.
> But that’s just the top. Ducking down to the bottom oven, you smile and turn it off.
> Grabbing a set of mitts, you pull a shepherd’s pie from the bottom and lay it on the small island.
> Right, the only thing left should be the rolls. You’ve got everything else.
> The vegan version of a Shepherd’s Pie serves as your main, you’ve got a few other steamed vegetables as side dishes. Yeah, you’ve got this covered – don’t know why you were nervous about this to start with.
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>>25876373

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tAJFwPq6rBk
> And it seems you were right, as the meal went without a hitch.
> Hell, Gala absolutely showered you with praise for it. Not that the others didn’t, but she was the most dedicated to doing so.
> Really, it couldn’t have been THAT good. If anything, what made it was the deserts, so kindly brought as gifts by your friends.
> Or your mares, as it seems.
> While awkward at first - considering you only learned about it during the meal – if you had to pick any ponies to get accidentally horse-hitched with, it would be this lot.
> The whole ‘presents’ thing took a bit of getting used to – seeing as it took them by surprise that you got them all something as well.
> All stuff you heard them mention in passing, of course. They were insistent that you didn’t have to get them anything beforehand, but fuck that – it’s Christmas goddammit.
> But damn, did they look happy. And that’s the best part of it all.
> The cooking doesn’t really matter and neither do the presents. It’s the people… err, ponies you’re with that make it all worth it.
> And that’s what leaves you where you are, sat in front of a fireplace curled up with your mares. On the floor of course, seeing as you couldn’t quite cuddle them all on the couch.
> Lyra has nestled herself on your chest and Amethyst is resting on your abdomen. Gala and Bon Bon have curled up in the crook of your left and right arm respectively.
> Clear Skies and Sunshower have taken a similar approach to their Earth counterparts, only on the outside. Using this to their advantage, they’ve taken to spreading their wings out and laying them atop both you and the rest of the mares.
> And damn, is it comfortable.

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Merry Christmas, you lot.
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>>25876385
That was cute. Thanks a lot man and have a Merry Christmas you glorious bastard.

All of you bastards have a great Christmas.
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>>25873472
>>She's planted her hooves on your shoulders, and you can feel the bruises forming already.
boooooo
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>>25873506
>By the time Apple Bloom is done with you, your cock is slippery with saliva.
>Bloomy: "Now Anawn, Ah'm sorry that Ah was rough with yew."
>You glare at her and she wilts under your gaze.
>Bloomy: "B-but AJ done told me that a herd-colt is 'possed to be obedient and that sometimes y'all gotta be firm."
>Sweetie: "Wait, you mean like hitting them?"
>Apple Bloom looks uncomfortable.
>Bloomy: "Weeeeelll, not 'xactly."
>Scootaloo finally draws her attention away from your sack and looks guiltily at you.
>Scoots: "How isn't that exa-"
>You never learned what Scootaloo was about to say.
>Now that Apple Bloom and her freakish pony strength was distracted, you grab her by the armpits, hover her over your crotch, and lower her down onto your manhood.
"Girls, where I come from, we do things differently."
>Apple Bloom lets out a series of lust-filled moans as she slides down your shaft, getting filled up by you.
"If you want sex this badly, then we're doing it MY way."
>If you're going to jail for foal-fucking, then you're going to EARN the horrible prison rape and assault, dammit!
>Bloomy: "A-Anawn! Whuh-what're you doin'!?"
"What does it LOOK like I'm doing, Bloomy?"
>Bloomy: "Ah poop from there!"
>Wait, what?
>Woops.
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>>25876653
>Well, in for a penny, in for a pound.
>You sit up a bit to get better leverage on Apple Bloom and continue fucking her.
>Sweetie Belle hasn't moved the entire time.
>She seems content to stare with amazement at the point where you and Apple Bloom's bodies join.
>Sweetie: "...Wow..."
>If you were maying more attention to her, you would notice Sweetie Belle rubbing her thighs together.
>Up and down your shaft, her tight intestinal muscles loosening and Apple Bloom's grunts of discomfort slowly turning into lewd moans, pleading with not not to stop.
>Scootaloo had taken up her former place in between your legs and continued to service your balls.
>Her rough tongue drags hot, wet licks across your sack, making you shudder with pleasure.
>Scoots: "You taste so good, Anon~"
>Oh fuck you can't h-
>You force yourself to hilt inside of Apple Bloom as your orgasm comes crashing over you, and with an animalistic roar, you explode inside of Apple Bloom.
>This sudden flood of hot spunk drives Apple Bloom over the edge, and she sprays Scootaloo with thick, soupy marecum.
>Scoots: "Oh, ew! Apple Bloom, that's disgusting!"
>Sweetie Belle doesn't seem to think so.
>While you try and catch your breath, the white unicorn crawls forward and, without a word, cleans Scootaloo's face clean with her tongue.
>Scootaloo whines, but doesn't make any move to stop her.
>A heavy weight settles on your chest; Apple Bloom leans back into you and weakly tries to work herself off of your cock.
>It doesn't work.
>Maybe cuddling with fillies isn't all that bad.
And that's the end of my dumb CMC anal adventure story. I'm much more looking forward to reading what Office_Anon has posted instead.
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>>25876663
It just wouldn't be the same without a big helping of christmas lewd
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>>25876653
>>Bloomy: "Ah poop from there!"
>>Wait, what?
>>Woops.
kek'd
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>>25876653
>>Bloomy: "Ah poop from there!"

Not now you don't.
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>>25871325
Gaaaaaaaaaàay
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It's kind of hard balancing anon being human male gender and some degree of coltism from being in ponyland and interacting with mares.
If that makes any sense.
Anyways, no update tonight, but things are coming along well.
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>>25876663
I just wanted buttplugs in gently dommed fillies.
Got short buttfucking infected with femdom.
Is sad day. Thank you anyway, but it wasn't much my thing. Except the actual buttfucking and the soup scene.
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>>25877763
Think as you wish, act like others?
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>>25877763
Eh. I could see him outwardly acting more colty to fit it, it's easy to just go with the flow for that stuff. But he's just as human male as ever, and normal reflex causes occasional stares at how odd his action, or inaction in the face of pain/nasty, really is.

Course, it'd be amusing if because mares act like 'one of the guys' he doesn't realize that they're hitting on him, and just takes it as normal banter and shit-talking, giving back just as hard, counting it as a win when they're thrown off by it.
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>>25877906
Merry Christmas
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I was going to reply to a bunch of you, but my browser ate my post.
So you now get to guess who gets which response.

>Bloomy: "Ah poop from there!"
"Not tonight you don't"

>Anon fucks small small horses
>Small small horses think they're horsemarried to Anon
>It's just sex to Anon
>Anon goes off around the world doing stuff
>Small small horses follow him and do antics
>Eventually small small horses learn the value of casual sex.

>Maybe Anon doesn't even know ponies have genders?
>Due to cartoon physics, naughty-parts are only there when they are contextually relevant
>When a pony's out buying groceries, they don't have a use for a butthole, so it isn't there.
>Anon has noticed this lack of dicks and vulvas and assumes they reproduce by magic or something like that.
>It's not like it'd be weirder than most of the other things he's seen in Equestria.

>Anon accidentally horsemarries whole the whole town
>ALL OF THEM
>Ponies act strangely to begin with though so Anon just shrugs off the minor changes in behaviour
>Maybe they've just gotten over the whole "OH SHIT IT'S AN ALIEN WHAT DO I DO?!" phase?
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>>25876385
That was fucking adorable, Office_Anon. Good work and Merry Christmas.
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>>25877906
Today was not my day. Sorry 'bout that, Anon. Half the time I start something, I go by the seat of my pants and things just taper off.
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>>25878373
>naughty-parts are only there when they are contextually relevant

>Humans are on heat 24/7/365, so naughty-parts are always contextually relevant.
>Horse town must now deal with walking with their naughty parts exposed for everyone to see all the time.
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>>25878541
What if the reverse was true? They wouldn't notice anything about Anon's gender if he wasn't ready 4 sum fuk all the time, so they're left confused as to why Anon's always "wet and ready", so to speak, around them all the time.

>"I don't understand. We're just buying bread. Is.. does he fuck bread?"

>"Oh god please no, I just want to pick my kid up from school."
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>>25878833
>>"Oh god please no, I just want to pick my kid up from school."
lmao
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>>25878833
>"Oh god please no, I just want to pick my kid up from school."
Do goats live in ponyville? are they bad with names? kekekkekek
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http://g.e-hentai.org/g/831979/2f024c556a/

Amahara Teikoku

somehow porn is always relevent.
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>>25878833
dong too strong.
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>>25859554

>You put the car into park, raise the handbrake and then turn the engine off. The car doors automatically unlocks.
>You take your seat belt off, and move your hand to the door handle.
>”Wait.”
>You turn to the pony sitting next to you.
>She looks out the window worried.
“Something wrong?”
>”N-no. Not really. I just need you to... Umm.”
>She turns to you, awkwardly looking around.
>”Uh I just need you to...”
“What do you need?”
>”I-I’m just thinking of how to say this.”
“Just say it.”
>She looks at you unsure.
>”Ju-just don’t say anything. Please. I don’t mean to do be all...”
“Alright, don’t worry about.”
>She keeps rambling.
>”No no, I understand. It’s wrong of me to- wait.”
>She stops rambling and looks you in the eyes. It takes a minute for it to click in her head.
>Then she smiles an innocent smile.
>She barely whispers.
>”Thank you.”
>You both exit the car; you press the lock button on your remote. You hear the car lock.
>You press it again out of habit, and the car honks.
>That turns some heads like last time.
>You walk next to your partner towards a building parallel the road.
>On the way, the two of you are eyed by everything with a heartbeat.
>More weird stares than you’d like later, you finally enter the building.
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>>25879852

>Inside, it looks like a cross between a classy bar and a parts store.
>There are shiny parts all over the walls, shelves, cabinets and such. Some you can easily recognize. Others are completely alien.
>There is a dark wooden bar, with ponies around it, and a bartender wiping the bar.
>There are also tables of similar wood around the floor, only one is occupied.
>The two of you turn towards it.
>”Wish me luck.”
>Your partner whispers.
>The 5 ponies around the table eye you as you walk over.
>One of them –a unicorn- sits centered, with 2 Pegasus leaning on her.
>”Excuse me gentle colts.”
>The center one says, and the other two lean off.
>”Well, well. If it isn’t our fallen star, Spoked Wheel.”
>”You should stick to rigging races, Track. You just take the life out of jokes.”
>The unicorn in the center is wearing some expensive looking clothing.
>There are two other unicorns; you think some kind of pony mafia members.
>The Pegasus look like they’re some kind of comfort women.
>Though they look more masculine than the unicorn they were feeling up.
>”Ha ha-ha. I like you kid, you still got that bark.”
>The unicorn gets immediately serious.
>”It’s why I haven’t had you and your friends sorry plot hauled out.”
>You don’t mean to feel edgy, but you would actually like to see this guy try and haul you out.
>Seriously, they’re like half your height.
>”Point taken Track.”
>”Good. Now what’s the meaning of this freak? You going into the circus business?”
>”No. This is Anon. She doesn’t say a word, but she and her carriage outrun cops for fun.”
>She? Her? But why? You want to ask, but you agreed to not speak.
>”Ha! You really want to put this freak into the rink? You tell her the risks?”
>”That’s why I came to you. I want her risk to be on me.”
>”Is this some kind of joke Wheel?”
>The unicorn looks at you.
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>>25879859

>”Listen kid. I don’t know what kind of fool she’s playing you for, but let me tell you something about your ‘friend’ Wheel. She’s an ambitious flier and an even more ambitious driver.”
>You let her continue.
>”You see another 23 year old in this industry, they’re some cheap hire. She’s dangerous, risky. Don’t play with fire kiddo.”
>”You done Track?”
>”For now.”
>”So what? I want no risks on her; I just want to play for the jackpot.”
>”You want to play for the jackpot, and want no risk on the racer. You wake up funny this morning?”
>Well she did. Not every day you wake up snuggling with a stranger, without a terrible hangover.
>Your partner doesn’t respond, and just looks at the other unicorn.
>The unicorn shakes her head, before looking to the bar.
>”Alright, you’ve made me a lot of money before. I’m feeling generous. Jackpot, no risk, and if you win Spoked.”
>Spoked Wheel looks curiously at the unicorn.
>”Your little money problems. Consider them gone.”
>”Track, don’t, I don’t want-“
>”No strings attached. It’s none of your business, but this mare losing is worth a lot to me.”
>”Alright, Track.”
>”Now you, kid. In 2 hours, you’d be going against the best racer on the course. Only one faster than this mare would be Wheels other two. That’s why I’m giving you a chance.”
>Wheel looks away guiltily.
>”If you still want in, sign here.”
>She places a clipboard on the table in front of her drink, then a quill.
>”Please, read it over.”
>You quickly scan the paper; it’s a simple liability agreement.
>”I understand if you would like a word with your manager.”
>You find no small text. There don’t seem to be any tricks or ambiguity either.
>”Give us a minute track, let me talk to-“
>Before Wheel could finish, you pull a ballpoint out of your pocked and sign.
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>>25879869

>”Damn Spoked, where do you even find them?”
>Spoked is speechless, she stares wide eyed at you.
>Then she just smiles.
>”Let’s get out of here Anon.”
>You both turn and walk towards the doors. Then you walk through the lot again, back to your car and both sit in it.
“Before you do. Thank me after I’ve won.”
>”I-I don’t even have the words.”
>Her voice is low. She’s different from the person you met yesterday.
>The two of you sit in silence for a while, you watch the other contestants work on their vehicles.
>You notice a trend of sleek bodies, large radius thin wheels.
>”There’s some old speedsters parked along a small road off the main roads.”
“Alright.”
>You feel like she needs something to rest her mind.
>Starting the car again, and put it in reverse, you back out of your parking space, and drive out of the lot.
>You turn the way you came from, and drive nowhere in particular.
>Wheel just looks out the window.
>”Mind if I lower this?”
“Sure, just press the button.”
>”Which one?”
>You laugh, press the button on the window master next to you, and lower her window.
>”Thanks.”
>She almost pokes her head out the window, and breathes in the air.
>She spends some time out there, and then turns her head in coughing.
>”Alright, *COUGH* alright. *COUGH* Roll *COUGH* put it up.”
>You roll the window up; it takes a while for her to stop coughing. Though you don’t feel anything.
“You alright?”
>”Yea, yea. I love carriages as much as the next pony, but these mites really kill.”
>You stop talking again, and return to driving in silence.
>”Turn right at the next road.”
>Beside that, the two of you don’t talk.
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>>25879876

>You take the turn that she told you of, and drive down a lone road.
>After a few minutes, the road turns into a drive through museum.
>Carriages with dates you don’t recognize lined up on both sides of the road.
>Each has a plaque with an emblem date, name and type of carriage. There is other text, but it would need to get closer to read it.
>Without a word, you drive down the road. Wheel just looks out the window.
>You drive slowly, to the end of one road, which leads to a roundabout.
>In the center of the roundabout is a fountain from which there is a clock tower.
>You hear a sob, and focus on your partner.
>Hear a few more sobs, you move your car off the road, turn on hazards, put your car in neutral and raise the handbrake.
>You place a hand on her shoulder.
>”Do-don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine in a minute.”
>She sobs some more.
“Come on. Tell me what’s wrong.”
>”No. You’ve done enough for me.”
“Don’t be like that. We’re not in the clear yet.”
>She doesn’t say anything, you force her to turn around. Which isn’t very hard, she’s very light weight.
>You awkwardly hug her over the center controls.
>She hugs back
>She sobs for you don’t know how long, tears soak into your shirt and every second she just seems to clutch you harder.
>”Thanks.
“No problem. Are you OK?”
>”Yea, yea.”
>She rubs her face into your chest for a second.
>”I’ve just been having a hard time. I just. Just needed to vent.”
>She’s still hiding something, but you rather not push it.
>She stares out the window to the clock tower.
>”We should go. It’s almost 4.”
>You let go of her and begin to pull away, but she holds on for a second.
>”Oh. Sorry.”
>She lets go, when she realizes you’re pulling away.
>The drive back is awkward, but in a nice way.
>Something tells you she was lonely. She’s lonely still.
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>>25879879
Vroom vroom.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D4SdJLL1-LA
I love having some good old fashioned oldschool /tg/ style HFY to read
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>>25878833
>Be Anon in Equestria
>Buying bread from bakery
>Pink pony is looking at you funny
>Really obviously looking at you funny
>She's got one of her eyes freakishly bulged out a few centimeters from your crotch as if she's never seen a pair of pants before
>Actually, maybe she hasn't
>You'll go visit white dress pony and check, just to make sure she knows how to make more pants for you.
>As you pay for your rolls and leave, the pink pony never diverts her curious eye from your crotch
>It's kind of impressive how she manages to operate the register and bag up your bread without once leaving her bent-over-in-extreme-curiosity posture

>Still Anon, now at clothes shop
>The white dress pony does know what pants are, and has promised to teach her pink friend about legged garments
>The white pony has been blushing since you arrived in her shop
>"Darling, might I be so bold as to ask for a closer look at these pants of yours?"
"Okay."
>You take off the pants and hand them to her
>Tailors are like clothes doctors so it's okay to undress around them
>"Wahahahahahaha! Clothes under clothes?"
>The dressmaker has gone still, staring at your undies.
>That must be it.
>Ponies obviously haven't invented underwear yet.
"I think I understand now. I'd rather not take these off but I'll be back tomorrow with another so you can have a closer look."
>The white dressmaker is just standing there, eyes focused where you were standing.
>You can understand, it must be a big deal for her to be the first pony to examine a whole new kind of clothing previously unknown to ponykind.
>You return home, not having the time to wait for this pony to overcome her excitement.
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What ponies would be teens when Cadence was?
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>>25880808
All of them.
No exceptions.
It was a big fad at the time, being a teenager.
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>>25880808
Cherilee, Mayor Mare, Suri Polomare, Fleur
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>>25871325
wow, I've never read something like this here, I like it no homo
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Do you know what all mares of Equestria want for this Heartwa- Christmas this year?
To sit in Santa's lap.
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>>25881502

Unf.

We need more ponies siting in SantAnon's lap.
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>>25878373
>>Small small horses think they're horsemarried to Anon

>Tiny horses move their things into his house
>They chill with Anon for most of his day
>"Guess I just have room mates now"
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>>25846630
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>>25880803
full length green plz writefags? xmas present?
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>>25873458
Question for the thread: Anon is an everyman self-insert char right? Normally the average person doesn't want to fuck small children. But smut happens where filly-fooling happens, and Anon still needs to be written realistic enough that the suspension of disbelief is, well, suspended. how does this happen? apa dropped the ball witht hat, letting anon get raped by fillies and then suddenly deciding that anon wanted to have sex with his filly rapists despite not wanting to be a filly-fucker.

tl;dr: how to suspension of disbelief?
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>>25883909
>tl;dr: how to suspension of disbelief?
Despite Anon being a generic reader insert, the story's still being written for a specific kind of person, and if you're not that kind of person you should just ignore it.

Alternatively, you could shitpost about how much you hate the story and fuck up the thread for everyone else.
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>>25846630
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>>25883909
You could always have Anon be a "When in Rome" sort of person.
Or he's been there a few years, seen a lot of normalized pedo, and it slowly carved away his resistance to the idea.
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>>25883909
As suspension of disbelief becomes very elastic when dealing with comedy or otherwise other light hearted matters. It is only with dealing with drama or serious moment type stories do you need to have solid characters, a reasonable premise, and a believable arc or you get crucified (rightfully) by critics. If its just sillybuggers on the internet or obvious smut for smut sake it gets leeway.
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>>25883835
I am making the greens. I suppose I may have enough to post soon.
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>>25876385
I fucking love you, office. I wanna have your little horse babbies.
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>>25879879
Nice. I like where this is going.
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>>25852353
> that comic
why does the little girl have 5-o'clock shadow?
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>>25886046
Its freckles
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Horse words.

>Man, Pony schooling is really simple compared to human learning.
>When you got teleported here three, no four years ago now, you were just about to start grade 8.
>Arriving here, after all the meeting, learning and deciding was done, you were put in pony high school, where you would be for your age.
>And everything was super easy.
>Like, grade five easy.
>In the start you were the wierd smart transfer student who sat in the back, but that changed in your second year.
>Because in your second year, there was another transfer student.
>A cute pink Alicorn by the name of Cadence.
>The kind of pony that instantly falls into the popular pony group.
>Everything here kind of works like those high school dramas, just with no real drama.
>Well, except for one thing...
>You see, the jocks are jocky, but instead of guys, the jocks are girls.
>The cheerleaders are guys, the nerds are more often female and the gossip engines are almost always colts.
>You're kind of the wild card in all this.
>But, since not many ponies wanted to interact with you, it's not like it mattered.
>That is, until she came.
>When Cadence got transfered in, the only free spot was next to you, in basically all your classes.
>You figured she was going to be like the rest of the class and avoid or ignore you for the most part, but she actually was somewhat friendly, when not being hounded by the other ponies.
>She was in line to be a princess after all.
>You're pretty sure everything changed for you during that one Biology class, when your class started genetics.
~~~
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>>25886577

>"Alright, settle down class, I know how everypony gets when we get to sex and genetics, but can you keep your laughter in till class is done?"
>It takes a moment, but the class eventually settles, and the teacher starts writing on the board.
>"Now, if you all payed attention in biology last year, you should remember that to make a baby, you need a sperm and an egg."
>"Also a stallion who'll put out!" One of the more malbehaved mares exclaims, which gets some laughs from other mares.
>"Ahem, now as I was saying, you mix a sperm and an egg, and if everything is right, a baby will form."
>"But what will the baby look like? That is where genetics come in."
>"You see, ponies have 64 chromosomes in 32 pairs. When an egg or sperm is made, that 64 is split into two seperate groups, each one creating an egg or sperm, depening on if the pony is male or female."
>Raising your hand, the teacher notices, and says, "You have a question, Anon?"
"Sort of. I just thought it might be interesting if I told you that humans have 46 chromosomes, unlike a ponies 64."
>"Indeed it is, and can anypony tell me why?"
>He looks around, and you find yourself doing so as well, and you notice Cadence has a somewhat strange look on her face, before she raises her hoof.
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>>25886589

>"Yes, Cadence?"
>"It means that his sperm won't mix with a ponies egg, or a ponies sperm wouldn't mix with a human egg, right?"
>"Exactly right. Similar to how dogs and cats can't breed together, or millions of other combinations of things."
>"Sometimes, even things with the same number of chromosomes can't breed. It's all very complex, but for now, we're going to look at how they mix when they can breed."
>Good old punnet squares, it's almost like grade three again.
>After all, it's just basic fractions and copying stuff into boxes.
>Scribbling down some simple notes, you make sure that nothing is different, before the teacher hands out a worksheet.
>"Pair up or work alone and finish up this sheet for the end of class. Everyone has to turn in thier own copy, so be sure to show your work."
>Looking down to start the questions, you hear the desk next to yours shift closer.
>"Would you like to work together, Anon?" Cadence asks as you look over.
"Sure, I guess. I don't really need help though."
>A smile fills her face, and you feel yourself glance away with a faint blush.
>It's not often ponies are this happy interacting with you, and even less often it's a cute girl.
>Peeking around, she asks, "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, fine," you reply, eyes focused on the worksheet in front of you.
>First question.
>If a pony with a pure green coat and a pure Pink coat have a child, and green coats are dominant, what are the odds of their child having a pink coat?
>Why are your cheeks warming up...
"Well, this doesn't seem hard. Since green is dominant to pink, and the green is pure, when they have a baby, it will have a green coat."
>"Yes, but the child will have the genes for a pink coat, since the mother is pure too."
>Why do you feel like you're blushing more?
>Scribling down the answers, you find your eyes locked on the paper.
>Quietly doing question after question in rapid succesion, you see Cadence watching you closely when you look up.
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>>25886595

>"You're really smart, you know that?"
"Huh?"
>"Well, I've sat beside you for a while now, but I've never really gotten to know you."
"I usually work alone, and I'm not part of any clubs, so I don't really socialize that much."
>"Why not? You seem like a nice stallion."
"And there's the issue. I'm not a stallion, or colt or whatever. I may be male, but I'm human, I'm different, alien."
"Sure, there are some who are interested in that, but I'm rather plain, so I rarely hold any interest even if there was some to begin with."
>"But why don't you try to make friends? I'm sure once ponies get to know you they'd like you."
"Maybe, but things don't always work like that. Things are different for you, you're an Alicorn. Everyone likes you."
>This gives her a bit of pause, and you use the time to return to your work.
>Not like there's much of it left.
>"Well, if everyone likes me, what about you?"
"Huh?"
>"Do you like me?"
>Closing your mouth, you scratch your chin a moment in thought.
"Well, I can't say I don't like you, so I guess yes."
>"Then let's be friends. That way, you'll at least have one friend, and you can make friends together with me."
>For the second time in under a minute you're left momentarily speechless by this mare.
>Seeing your delay, she tilts her head, ears drooping ever so slightly and a small frown appearing as she looks at you.
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>>25886609

>"Do you not want to be my friend?"
"Yes, I mean, no, I mean..."
>Letting out a sigh, you gather your thoughts.
"I'd be glad to try and be your friend, but I don't know if it will work."
>"It can't hurt to try," she states, smile returning to her.
>You find yourself smiling back before nodding.
"I guess not."
>"Alright! Now, let's finish up this worksheet and then we can talk some more."
~~~
>"Hurry up Anon, or all the tables will be filled for lunch."
"Fine, just let me drop off my books."
>"No time, come on."
>Magic grabs your sleeve, tugging you along behind the energetic alicorn.
>You can't even find the will to frown as you follow her to the cafeteria, her energy infectious.
>It always feels difficult to go against her when she's like this, but at the same time, she's really helped you become more social.
>Reaching the cafeteria, she looks around before leading you to a table with several ponies at it already.
>"Hey, thanks for waiting for me. It took a bit for Anon to get his stuff packed up before we could come."
>"No problem, Cadence, we always have a seat for you at our table," one of the girls says, a mare with bright pink hair.
>"Anon, well, he might have to sit in somepony's lap."
"I'll just sit here," you say, rolling your eyes and sitting down in an open spot.
>Cadence pats you on the arm with a smile.
>"Don't mind them, they're just having a little fun. They don't mean any harm by it."
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>>25886616

>"Yeah, don't take anything double M says seriously, any friend of Cadence's is a friend of ours."
"Double M?"
>The mare in question sighs, before saying, "Mayor Mare, and I have no idea why my parents named me this. Canterlot doesn't even have an official mayor."
>"Enough about me though, what brings you here, Anon? Besides Cadence that is."
"Well, that's just it, Cadence brought me here because she wanted to each lunch together. Speaking of, mine is still in my locker."
>"You can just share mine," Cadence says, setting a lunch box on the table, "The castle cooks always make too much for me anyways."
>Scrunching up her face in what you assume is an impression, she says, "A growing mare needs to eat well," before laughing.
>Setting out her foodstuffs, she motions to you, saying, "Take your pick. I like it all, so it's not like I'll miss anything."
>Glancing at it, you notice a problem that bothered you a lot when you first got here.
>Almost everything is made with hay or flowers.
>Or both.
"I'll survive with this," you say, scooping up the apple, the only piece of food without one of the aformentioned things.
>Several of the mares at the table gasp, Cadence included.
>"You can't eat just that Anon, it's nowhere near enough for a colt our age."
>"Yeah, if you don't like her food, you can try some of mine. I don't mind sharing," One of the other mares says.
"It's not that, I just can't eat flowers or hay. My body doesn't digest them well."
>More gasps, and before you know it, fruit are being set in front of you, and even a yogurt cup.
>"Eat your fill, Anon, we're tough, we can survive with less lunch," Mayor Mare says, doing a flex of sorts.
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>>25886632

>As ponies, and you, settle in to eat, one of the other mares, one with a fiery mane asks, "So, what led to you two being friends?"
"Hmn..?" comes from you after you swallow the bite of apple you had in your mouth.
>"Well, I've sat beside him is most of my classes, but he's never even said Hi, so I figured I'd take the first step instead."
>"About time someone did," Mayor Mare says, "He's always sat at that back spot, looking all grumpy. Nopony had the courage to go up and talk to him."
>"You never did either," the firey maned pony says, "And I know for a fact you've been in three classes with him this year and last."
>"And what about you, Spitfire? You, the mare who had the teats to try and ask out three different colts in the same day?"
>"At least I have teats, but well, Anon's... Uh..."
>Glancing around, Spitfire searches for the right words but doesn't seem to find them.
"Different? Alien?" you supply, and she meekly nods.
>"Yeah, I guess. With a colt, you know about what to expect, but you're like, a grey area surrounded by this wall of who knows what."
>"I think what they're trying to say is they didn't know how to interact with you, and were scared to screw up," Cadence says confidently, "But all they needed to do was say hi."
"Don't worry, I don't bite," you say, before chomping off a chunk of apple, quickly swallowing it, "at least, not most of the time."
>Most of the girls at the table suddenly shift a little, pink visible in some cheeks.
>Even Cadence is glancing away from you somewhat.
>Suppressing some chuckles, you finish off the current apple before picking up the yogurt.
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>>25886643

>Peach flavoured, not bad.
>Too bad they don't have any spoons, so you're stuck going in tongue first.
>Licking out some of the yellowy dairy product, you notice Cadence and Spitfire suddenly having troubles with their wings.
>At least, that's what you would have thought before your reading of the biology textbooks.
>They were popping boners, and they knew it.
>And from the smile you were giving them, they knew you knew.
>Tomatoes had nothing on the red of their cheeks.
>Taking another deep lick of the yogurt, you maintain eye contact with Cadence.
>Deep, arousing licks.
>Or something.
>You're not entirely sure how this is sexy, but apparently it's working.
>If you knew it was this easy to get mares hot and bothered, you would have done so earlier.
>But all good things have to come to an end, and the yogurt cup is soon empty.
"That was good, but what were we talking about again? Everyone went quiet all of a sudden."
>"We were, uh... I forget."
>"Excuse me a moment, I need to run to the washroom," Spitfire says, standing up suddenly, before hurrying off.
>Cadence has managed to get her wings in check, barely, and is fixing you with a big smile.
>"We were talking about how Anon and I became friends."
"Yes, well, long story short, she asked to do a worksheet together, and one thing led to another and we started talking and hanging out more."
>"Sometimes a pony or human, in this case, just needs somepony to just make the first move.
>"To be friends, I mean," she say after a moments pause, slightly embarrased.
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>>25886653

"Says the pony just packing a wingboner."
>If you didn't know any better, you'd guess pony cheeks were self inflating given how fast they filled up, turning red at the same time.
>Mayor Mare and the other pony at the table, a purple maned earth pony with a pink coat burst out laughing.
>"Getting called out by a colt, some princess to be you are," MM says.
"I dunno, it's kind of cute. Like a bird trying to show off."
>If Cadence could puff up anymore, she'd probably explode.
>"Oh come off it, Cadence, Anon thinks you're cute. Why are you mad?"
>"Because... I... I don't know."
"Never been bested by a 'poor widdle colt'?" you ask, emphasizing the last words.
>"For a colt, you've got some teats, Anon. Feel free to hang with us any time."
>Cadence is still stuck in embarrased mode, so you give her a gentle shove.
"You alright?"
>"Yeah, just..."
>The loud rining of bells alerts you all that lunch is over, and to prepare for afternoon classes.
>"I'd better hurry. I've got gym next, so I'll see you later," Cadence says, before running off.
>Grabbing your own stuff, you head off to your next class as well, after saying goodbye to the others.


And that's it for the start here.
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>>25886681
>Green and pink punnet square activity
Heh.
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>>25886681
Huh. Sounds to me like Anon is the bitchy girl in this story.
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>>25886931
I dunno about bitchy, necessarily. Insensitive and aggressive, maybe.
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>>25886681
Keep it up, man. I must consume more green.
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>>25886931
He doesn't bitch though. More like a person with honeyed words laced with spice.
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>>25886681

Oh yeah, I'm hooked.

>>25885473
And someone knows just how to push my buttons.
Oh yes, I want you to bear my foals. All of them.
And how does that sound to you, my little broodmare?

Err, thanks for the encouragement, mate.
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>>25886681
I like thing. Keep writing thing.

>>25886931
He's aggressive.

Like... a male.
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>Anon is talking with his friends
>idk the mane 6
>Conversation turns to sex & offspring
>Anon finally realizes that he can never have a child
>friends react to this revelation
writefriends go
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>>25888942
>Be Anon.
>Holy shit.
>Holy fucking shit.
>You'd never even considered this before.
>You were too scared to get the operation on Earth, but here the decision's been made for you.
>You can have as much sex as you want without any form of protection, never get diseases (thanks completely different number of chromosomes), and never be at risk for impregnating anything.
>Needless to say, this is the most liberating day of your life.
>"Anon, I'm..."
>You turn to face Twilight Spergcle, the glorious horsething that just gave you this wonderous news.
>"It's okay if you want to sit down. We're here for you."
>The other pones in the room silently pat you on the back and lower their heads.
>This is your chance, can't fuck this one up.
"Uh, yeah. That's really hurtful. I don't think I'm gonna feel aright for a while."
>AppleJack removes her hat.
"I feel like this is so difficult to go through, uh, alone..."
>They all kinda look up at you confusedly, Fluttershy taking her hoof off your shoulder.
"I, I mean, it's just such a traumatic thing to realize so suddenly, and without anyone to comfort me through it... All night."
>Rarity looks disgusted, and AppleJack looks like she's about to vomit.
>Uh oh.
>Purplehorse looks a little upset.


And that's how anon returned to being a beta, like he always was.
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>>25888942
>Anon was wrong.
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>>25889534
As much as I love the concepts of satyrs, that general is just so full to the brim with faggotry.
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>>25889561
Absolutely. Which is why some of the less faggy faggots have been trying to find there niche away from the general.
Personally, I just want some family good feels and some father daughter incest, but the whole thread is about shipping and aggressively forcing Simmer and Timber into everything now. Has been for some time.
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>>25887039
>pic related
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>>25889645
I've got no problem at all with satyr shit here. Just keep it RGRE relevant and leave your drama in the other thread.
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Dumbbells are for colts. If you can't afford a Poneflex 5000Xtreme Mark MXVII, you don't deserve fitness.
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>>25889645
>Be Sunset Simmer, half-pony half-human abomination created when Applejack knocked over a magic portal
>You want to incest but you have no father
>So you're out looking for a nice couple to adopt you
>And then have sex with you
>Such is the way of the satyr

>Be Cup Cake, cake enthusiast.
>At bakery, almost closing time
>Somepony walks in
>Is it a pony?
>It only has hooves on it's hind legs
>The front ones have those wiggly things like Anon has
>You want some of that wiggler action
>"Will you be my mommy?"
>Today looks like your lucky day
"If you'll let me have a go with those wigglers I'll give it a try"
>"Yay! I love you new mommy!"

>>25889731
Drama a shit.
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>>25889731
No problem.
So, how does RGRE handle families?

Does the stallion take care of the kids, or does a small part of his herd stay home to do it while the rest are out supporting the family, making his only real job fucking and laying down house rules?
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>>25889766
There is no set standard for how RGRE works.

Writefags have complete liberty with any characters, cultural norms, etc.

This is part of what makes this thread less cancer than Satyr General. No one's getting anal about how everyone's fake worlds should work according to their opinions.
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>>25889798
I was trying to get a discussion going, actually. I've been here long enough to know there's no true standard.
Stallions are worshipped and always right in one story, in the next they're fuck and forget cum dispensers.
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>>25846684
God damnit, that's adorable
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rudely barging in:
>>25889807
>
Stallions are worshipped and always right in one story, in the next they're fuck and forget cum dispensers.

No inconsistencies here. Just look at our fucked up society.
You don't even need to cross a border to get both
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>>25889807
Yeah, pretty much. In general, the standard is 1950's middle America style sexism, but as you've pointed out in practice anything goes. Just keep them colts barefoot and in the kitchen and you'll be fine.
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>>25889807
Think gatorbait's (I think it's gatorbait) Hope and Anon stories, where Lyra's the almost absentee (and eventually deadbeat) businesswoman mom and Anon's the stay at home dad.
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>>25886926
The best kind of square activity.
>>25886931
How so? if It's something that I may want to fix, I'll do it.
>>25886963
>>25887039
>>25887104
>>25887298
So, a decent start, I take it?
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>>25890445
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xdh0TeGNsTw
Yes.
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>>25889134
>Not being genuinely upset that you will never have a legacy.
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>>25890888
Trips confirm. He'll probably feel it more when he's older, honestly.
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>>25890445
Just get back to writing, m8. The voracious Anons demand sacrifice of green.
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>>25890888
Trips don't lie.

>”He’s not taking it well, is he, Twi?”
>The alicorn shakes her head sadly as the rainbow maned pegasus touches down next to her, joining in watching the front door of the human’s house.
>How a bar conversation turned to family matters, Rainbow has no idea. But she does know that Pinkie will be more tactful before opening her mouth around Anonymous ever again.
>But with calmly he left, he can’t be taking it that bad, right?
>Without warning, a whole side wall of the humble home is blown out with a deafening crash and a cloud of debris, courtesy of a thrown couch.
>...Nevermind.
>Both ponies flinch, wings tensing to fly at a moment's notice.
>But the pair are rooted still by the noise coming from the large hole.
>It’s the horrid, infuriated, and utterly agonized roar that only a stallion scorned could make, only so much worse.
>If it weren't for her acute pegasus hearing, Rainbow would have never caught the undertone of chokes and hiccups in the bone rattling din.
>The alicorn and pegasus begin to shiver, as if a claw of ice was drawn down their spines. Calm and cool Anon, the alien stallion who acted like a mare, was thrown into this much of a frenzy?
>Rainbow turns to her purple friend, who is on the verge of tears. Whither the tears are from her own fright or for Anon’s sudden crisis, the athlete is unsure.
>Both flinch again as the human’s booming voice only grows more intense and distraught.
>Rainbow Dash now knows two things for certain.
>One, they didn’t understand their exotic friend anywhere near as much as they thought.
>And two, life in Ponyville just got tougher...

1/1
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>>25891244
I require more.
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>>25891366
>>25891394
No__ :^)
My track record for completing things is non-existent. Like, for real. Maybe when I finish my current RGRE thing.
Oh yeah, working on that now.
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>>25891244
my heart
good work, NOF.
dubs in response to trips. clearly the RNG calls for more.
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>>25891478
Is it the dragon story, or...?
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>>25879127
Thanks for that.

>>25887039
>And how does that sound to you, my little broodmare?
Whoa, boy, don't get me all hot and bothered like that.
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>>25891532
No. That was just a really bad attempt to hamfist like 3-4 topics together. That's going back to a focus on dragons. I'm working on the "Herd abandons Anon for some fucqboi so he fucks off to hang with cooler waifus" prompt. Should be ready soon-ish.
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"Anon?"
>"Go away."
"Anon, Pinkie says you didn't show up for work this morning."
>"Get the fuck out!"
>There's a crashing noise right against the door you were just knocking on, and you flinch.
>What was Anonymous's deal today?
>He's never been like this.
"Anon, I'm coming in, okay>"
>No response.
>You slowly creak open the front door, prepared to dodge flying objects.
>You have a brother; you've dealt with a colt's tantrums before.
>The inside of his house is destroyed.
>Tables have been flipped, couches turned over, and shattered dishes are spilling out from inside the kitchen.
>Laying on the only upright sofa is Anon, laying on his side with his back to the door.
"Anon, what's wrong?"
>Anon doesn't say anything. Did somepony do something to him?
>You gently sit down next to him and place a hoof on his hip.
>Anon flinches at your touch, but remains quiet.
"C'mon, you can tell me what's wrong. Did Roseluck touch you again?"
>Without warning, Anon whirls around and pulls you into a hug.
>Anon; the stallion whom you've never seen cry, is now sobbing into your purple coat.
>He sounds like he's dying.
>You hug him back; it's the only thing you can do when a stallion is this upset.
>After what feels like forever (but is probably more like half an hour), Anon calms down and pathetic-sounding sniffles replace his horrible sobbing.
"Tell me what's wrong, sweetheart."
>He take a shuddering breath and begins to talk.
>"S-sixty-four ch-chromosomes. P-ponies have sixty-four chromosomes."
>Anon pulls back and looks you dead in the eye.
>"Humans have forty-six chromosomes."
>What?
>"I-I can never huh-huh-have..."
>...
>Oh.
>OH!
>Oh, Celestia....
>Oh, poor Anon.
>You pull him back into a hug and hold him tight.
>All stallions want children of their own.
>No matter how marely he acts, Anon is apparently no exception.
1/1
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>>25891656
>>1/1
Fffffffffff
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>>25891394
oh my
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>>25891656
You fucking tease.
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I want to cum inside Chrome.
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>Be anon RGIE, your are an adult male
>Have made deal with horse hospital to purchase shaving razors for human morning ritual after 6 hour class on safe handling.
>be months later pony walks rudely in while shaving and freaks the fuck out
>begs you not to kill yourself
>raise eyebrow and look at here then slowly continue shaving
>pony realized not killing but scraping your skin with sharp knife.
>demands explanation, tell her that you are shaving
>Book horse and gang show up next day to demand why a colt is playing with sharp knives.
>have to explain why clean shaving is a thing
How do you explain that a clean shaven face became popular after WWI when soldiers would shave their faces to where their gas mask securely.
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>>25892010
side note this is also why Hitlers mustache was so tiny he was forced to keep it short during the war and kept it that way until his death
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>>25892010
>How do you explain that a clean shaven face became popular after WWI when soldiers would shave their faces to where their gas mask securely.
Don't. Call it a cultural thing, kick the pony out of the house, and tell her off for breaking into my home to tell me how to live my life.
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>>25892010
>You know how you cut your mane when it gets too long? We do the same with certain other hairs.
And then he's swarmed with morons who thinks his society has been promoting a harmful idea that males need to groom themselves for approval.
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>>25892151
ayy horsetumblr
>>
Correct me if I'm wrong, but...
girls tend to send love letter and be more subtle about asking a guy out, while guys tend to do over elaborate or showy things to ask a girl out.
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>>25892310
That's what I've heard, but I don't know if it's true or if that's just media stereotypes and stuff.
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>>25892310
It's pretty true.
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>>25892310
Are we going to get some fluff displays?
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>>25874976
I'd rather have s story where the three keep trying to rape him because they're convinced they're in a herd, but Anon won't let them.
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>>25892151
>Two pics side-by-side
>One is clearly a creeper-shot of Anon asleep. Black-and-green night-vision. He's got four months of beard on him
>Next is a clean-shaven Anon holding a razor and angrily shoving the picture-taker out of his bathroom, where he's surrounded by concerned-looking ponies
>"Like and share if the one on the left is just as beautiful as the one on the right"
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>>25892651
YES
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>>25892668
>"Anon, look at all the likes my post got! Do you believe me that you don't have to do this to yourself?"
>There are hundreds of thousands of likes, along with comments like "the poor thing thinks he has to shave just for mares :'(" and "real mares can handle the fuzz"
>Fucking hell. Maybe you need to release a video telling them all to fuck off.
>Maybe call them out for pressuring, body-appropriating or some shit
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>>25892038
>why Hitlers mustache was so tiny
the Chaplin 'stache was pretty banging
too bad Hitler ruined it for everyone ever
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>>25886681
Cool idea Shuky. I don't remember any other school stories in this thread.
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>>25893309
This is only the pre-story, my friend. The true tale will come to fruition later.
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>>25893320
Will it include muh waifu Spitfire?
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>>25893530
Maybe. She's old enough, and her job lends to not having a baby, even if she wants to be a mom.
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>>25891582
That's the one where the two sisters become his herd and Luan bitched the three out right? Really looking forward to more of that one.
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>>25893735
No.
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>>25893735
That is disturbing
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>>25892838
Honestly it looks terrible. No idea why I read everywhere on the net that people like it.
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>>25893530
>>25893550
Stop giving me ideas for storyline. I've already figured out how Spitfire would get with Anon.
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>>25893826
Do it faggot, you already know you wanna.
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New thread.
>>25893866
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with all the talk about minotits and whatnot

we've never had MANOTAURS

like amazonian for minotaurs
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