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Official Rainbow Dash thread. Dashabetes edition.

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Writefagging, Pictures, Discussions

Current Writefags:

Church !v.pI7t5q/w
http://pastebin.com/u/Churchpastebin

Rosenkreutz
http://pastebin.com/u/Rosenkreutz

Past writefags: http://pastebin.com/usz0kvna

Previous thread >>27575487
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>>27663129
New writefags from the previous thread:

mobius !9PEUyNz5zw
http://pastebin.com/u/mobius_

Without_Aname !Zm/HdH8Fq2
http://pastebin.com/u/Without_Aname

Did I miss someone?
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i want to pull her tail hard and hilt inside her taut ponut
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>>27663209
A-anon! That's... that's l-lewd...
keep going
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>>27663209
>eight months after taking your rightful position
>the pony is collared and chained to your open-air throne
>those who seek audience, or to plead, may do so: you are not unreasonable
>those who do, however, are careful to avoid eye contact with the pony at your feet
>hushed whispers, spoken between four walls and dead of night, tell tales of the one, now thoroughly broken, used as an example to the rest
>words of the spectacle are common. another speaks of the 'volunteers', sought from the audience and invited to enjoy the gift.
>this is what happens to bad ponies. good ponies go about their lives, dull their ears and eyes, and never - ever - cause a fuss
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>>27663209
Dashie is not for sexual.
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>>27663354
which is why you use the hole she poops from, and can't be bred from

jeez anon get a clue
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>>27646557
That's one of my favourite ones yet
Great work mobius
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>>27661969
Still waiting for Anon punching Zephyr
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>>27646575
>Every morning.
>Every damn morning you were woken up at the same exact time, by the sun light beaming right on your face.
>You're almost sure Celestia's doing it on purpose by now.
>You try to roll over to protect your face, but are stopped by something in your arms.
>You look down to see a familiar blue object, wrapped in between your arms.
>In an instant, all of the memories from last night come flooding back to you.
>Dash checking in on you, all of the time you two spent together, and that other thing.
>Rainbow Dash's confession.
>You were still stunned about that.
>Stunned that she picked you, of all people.
>You weren't a terrible option or anything, but you would have thought that she would go for someone more.... similar to her.
>As in, the same species as her.
>You certainty weren't going to say anything though, this was like a dream come true for you.
>Almost as if on cue, the bright blue bundle in your arms started to stir.
>You remove your arms, and she stretches her self out completely, and lets out a small yawn.
>She opens her deep magenta eyes, and greets you with a beaming smile
>"Mmm, good morning Anon."
"Morning Dash. You sleep alright?"
>"Best sleep Ive ever had. And thats coming from a napping veteran."
>She plants her head back on your chest, and you squeeze her tight for a moment, just taking in her warmth and softness.
>Just then, you could hear a slight rumbling coming from underneath the covers.
>Rainbow Dash sheepishly grins at you.
>"Heh, you got any food in this place?"
>Come to think of it, no, you really didn't.
>The snow had been pretty bad out the last few days, so you didn't get many chances to leave.
"You wanna go get some breakfast? My treat."
>"Alright! Now we're talking! Lets go."
>The both of you make your way out of bed and out of the house, Rainbow admittedly much faster than you.
>After getting all suited up in your winter clothes, you and Dash make your way outside, taking advantage of a break in the heavy snow.
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>>27663720
>As soon as you get outside, you're immediately hit by a large gust of wind.
>When you go to shield your face however, your exposed face is immediately hit by something with a bit more weight.
>As you wipe the large amount of snow off of your face, you see Rainbow Dash, trying to look as inconspicuous as she can, while trying to hide a snow ball reload behind her back.
>"Uhhh, whats wrong Anon?"
"Oh, so thats the way its gonna be?"
>"What? It wasn't me, honest!"
>You grab a handful of snow, and ready it for throwing.
"Uh huh, sure."
>As quick as you can, you reel back, and lob a snowball back at Dash.
>Before the ball even leaves your hand, another snowball hits you square in the face.
>Not even trying to hide it this time, Dash is grinning at you, with yet another snowball in hand.
>"Ha! Gotcha ya!"
>You mold another ball in your hand, ready to launch.
"Oh, its on now."
>You chuck the snowball, but it misses Dash by a wide margin.
>"Bring it, monkey-boy!"
>You reach down to make another snowball, but before you even make one, you're already pelted by a volley of snow.
>You shake the snow off of your face, but are greeted by Dash, who already has a bunch of snowballs, ready for another volley.
>Damn, she's fast.
>"Ha, still to slow for me, huh Anon?"
>Taking advantage of her boasting, you chuck the ball in your hand right at her, but only manage to graze her on the shoulder.
>That seems to push her over the edge into full blow warfare, because she redoubles her volley, absolutely covering you with snowballs.
>You're clearly out matched, and you need to think of something, fast.
> You wait till she once again hits you in the face, then you take a dive.
>You hit the soft snow, and remain as motionless as possible.
>"Ha, got you Anon!"
>You still don't move.
>"Anon? You alright?
>You hear a slight pang of concern in her voice
>She flies closer to you, trying to wake you up.
>"Ha ha, very funny. Get up Anon."
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>>27663722
>You only let out a pitiful moan, pressing on her concern.
>"Oh buck, sorry Anon. I forgot how fragile you guys are. You alright man?"
>She moves slightly closer to you, right within your range.
>You spring up from the snow, catching her off guard.
>As soon as you grab hold of her, you slam her down on the soft snow, and cover her in in the stuff.
>"ANON! Alright alright, you win!"
>She thrashes a bit under the snow, but you can still hear her giggles from underneath it all.
>You go to move a bit more snow on her, but quick as lightning, she flips you off of her.
>"Ah! Got you now!"
>Clearly outmatched, you raise up your hands in surrender.
>Expecting her to dumps some snow on you in return, she gives you the usual slug on the shoulder, but this time it was much harder than usual.
"Hey, what was that for?!"
>"For pulling that dumb trick on me! I got kinda worried, you jerk."
>Genuine concern wasn't really something you were used to seeing from Dash.
>Then again, you were seeing alot of unusual things from Dash lately.
"Sorry Dash, I didnt mean to freak you out."
>"Anyways, looks like I win, like always."
"Alright Dash, you got me."
>"Thats right! You know the rules, loser has to buy the winner breakfast!"
"Wait, when did we establish that rule?"
>"Right now. I'm the winner, so I get to make the rules."
"In case you forgot, I was all ready going to us buy breakfast."
>"Oh, thats right. Well then, what are we waiting here for? Lets go!"
>Dash helps you up off the floor, and you shake off all the snow on your coat.
>The two of you just walk in comfortable silence, enjoying each other’s company, enjoying the moment.
>This is nice.
>You and Dash make your way into town, dodging strong winds and a few "wayward" snowballs.
>When you get to town, "the both of you" decide on Sugar Cube Corner for your morning meal.
> It doesn’t take long for you two to reach Sugar Cube Corner.
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>>27663730
> You were looking to treat the mare, and what better place then Ponyvilles best bakery?
> Mares like sweets right?
> Meh, you’re probably right.
>You can hear the bell above the door ring as Dash speeds in the door.
>You enter the mostly empty cafe, and are greeted by a cheerful Mrs. Cake.
>"Good morning honeys, what can I get you?"
>Wasting no time, Rainbow Dash blurts out her order.
>"I'll take the XL Triple Coated Chocolate Supreme, with sprinkles!"
"Is that all Dash?"
>"You're paying, right?"
"Yea, of course."
>"Alright, then I'll also tak-"
>You cut Dash off before she has a chance to stab your bit sack in the heart a few more times.
"I'll just take a chocolate donut, and a black coffee."
>"Alright honey, that'll be 20 bits."
>You reluctantly fork over the bits, completely emptying out your bit sack.
>Whelp, there goes your food money for the rest of the week.
>You really don't mind too much, as long as Dash is happy.
>You and Dash pick out a table, and wait for your food.
>This place has the fastest service you've ever seen, because you hadn't been sitting long before Mrs. Cake brings over your orders.
>As she pours your coffee, she starts up some small talk.
>"I haven't seen you around in a while deary, how have you been lately? Are you keeping warm with all this snow?"
"Oh yea, Rarity made me all new winter gear. Plus, I've had lots of company keeping me busy."
>You look over at Dash, who looks slightly redder than before, but that might just be your imagination.
>Mrs. Cake looks at you knowingly, although you're not quite sure what she thinks she knows.
>"And what about you Rainbow Dash?"
>Rainbow Dash lowers the donut in her hooves, and swallows a mouthful of chocolate.
>"Awesome, like always. Its been kinda hard to practice my stunts with all this snow, but a little snow never stopped me before!"
>You put down your coffee and give her a shit eating grin.
"I dunno Dash, you vs the snow, I'll put my money on the snow storm."
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>>27663735
>"No way! I'm the best flier in Ponyville, no, in Equestria! A little snow wont stop me!"
"The best flier? What about Spitfire? Or Wind Rider?"
>"Ha! I could beat those old ponies with one wing tied behind my back!"
"Really? Is that so?"
>Mrs.Cake smiles at your bickering.
>"You two are so cute together, you know?"
>Taking it in stride, you laugh it off awkwardly, while Rainbow Dash hides herself behind her donut.
>If you weren't sure about the blush before, you're sure now.
>Mrs.Cake finishes serving you, and leaves you and Dash alone.
>The silence at the table was broken by Rainbow Dash speaking up.
>"Soo, yours looks pretty good."
"Yea, its alright. I'm sure its no Triple Chocolate whatever that thing is though."
>"Oh yea, this thing is pretty awesome."
>"You wanna try a bite?"
>You look up from your coffee to see Dash sticking out her donut, close to your face.
>You hesitate for a moment, before reaching out your hand to take the donut.
>Might as well, seeing as how much you paid for it.
>Before you can grab it however, Dash yanks the donut back.
>"Ah ah ah, I don't want your weird hands all over my donut!"
"How should I eat it then?"
>"Duh, with your mouth!"
>She cant be serious.
>Damn, you knew that earlier conversation would come back to bite you.
>She reaches out the donut again, giving it a little wiggle.
>Ah fuck it.
>You lean forward, taking the donut in your mouth.
>You bite off a small chunk, then lean back to your spot.
>You chew it up a bit, tasting all three different chocolates.
>As you chew, you can hear Mrs.Cake giggling from behind the counter.
>Not even realizing that she was back there, Dash turns about ten shades darker.
>"You almost done yet? Lets get outta here."
"Alright alright, lemme finish."
>You quickly finish your donut, then you stand up from the table and put all of your winter gear back on.
>After saying your goodbyes to Mrs.Cake, you and Dash leave the restaurant.
"Well what do you wanna do now?"
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>>27663739
>"Hmmm, wanna go to the park? Looks like the snows stopped for a while, so I could show you my new trick!"
"Alright, sounds like fun."
FIN
(For now.)
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>>27663746
That's a very sweet way to spend the morning
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>>27663746
Oh shit, Church is moving on from one shots. Good on you, this update is almost as cute as the last one. My only thing is that Anon seems like kind of a blank slate, it might be a bit better for the story. I think I like the continued story better though, so keep it going!
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>>27663746
>playing in the snow with Dash after an all night cuddle session
>this entire story
Jesus, my heart. What a time to be a dashfag.
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>>27663209
Not for sexual purposes pls.
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>>27663354
>>27665752
I'm sorry, but you people are wrong.
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>>27663746
>She reaches out the donut again, giving it a little wiggle.
unf.
please tell me this ends in
>horse pussy
I agree with this anon >>27664797, I feel like anon in the story could be a bit more of a fleshed out character. Good shit though, update when?
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>She made you so happy, you just couldn’t imagine how you managed before she came into your life.
>Your gaze shifts to the darkening sky across the pond. The sun was already below the horizon, but the residual light was just enough to navigate by if you left now.
>You signify the conclusion of her belly rubbing with a few pats.
“I think it’s time to go Dash.”
>She says nothing but her body complies.
>Her tail flicks up over her belly to cover herself up.
>Her wings had returned to her sides, making it possible to roll off your chest onto her hooves.
>As she moves you hear some wet schlicking noises coming from below.
>You look down as she rolls off your chest and see some of her ejaculate stringing between the base of her tail and the crotch of your shorts.
>Damn that was a lot. She must’ve been really pent up.
>Your dick makes a final throb in protest before you push the idea from your mind.
>She rolls a bit farther and the strings snap back, some to her rear, others to the sizable wet spot on your clothing.
>You climb to your feet as blood rushes back to your slightly tingly extremities.
>She looks up at you with the same hazy smile she’s had since her orgasm, then she stands shakily on her hooves.
>You move next to her, allowing her to lean the side of her face into your dangling hand. Then you start walking back to your apartment.
>She follows next to you for a few paces before one of her hind legs bucks and her butt slumps to the ground.
>You look down with concern and she looks back with a slight blush.
>”Heheh, uhh…it might take me a bit to find my hooves.”
>She looked like she’d just run a marathon, but you let her give it another shot.
>She hops to her hooves again and keeps walking.
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>>27667512
>It looked funny, she was sort of hopping each leg as if she was walking on hot concrete.
>That was officially the first time you’ve seen her uncoordinated like that.
>She hop-steps another three paces before her hind legs give out again.
>You decided that was enough torture.
>You walk up to her and crouch down, scooping her legs out from under her.
>She flips into your chest and immediately finds a place for her fore legs around your neck.
>”H-Hey! What’s the big idea?”
>You snicker a bit at her hypocrisy, she was protesting while already holding onto you.
>You stand up and readjust her in your grasp. You were holding her bridal style with her hind legs and tail draping over your arm.
“Just taking care of my mare.” You reply.
>You crane your neck down and peck her lips which she sheepishly tries to return.
>She makes no rebuttal, but instead tucks her blushing face farther into your chest.
>Taking that as a ‘thank you,' you start your short walk back to the apartment.
>But when you make it to the forest's edge, your spidey sense begins tingling.
>Whipping your head around, you spot an all-too familiar lime green pegasus staring at you from behind a cluster of bushes.
>And from the look on his face, he’d been there for some time.
>His hooves covered his nether regions, and a shocked blush covered his face.
>His wide eyes were locked onto yours.
>Holy mother of fuck.
>Your blood begins to boil as full realization of what happened hits you.
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>>27667523

“What the fuck is this!”
>Dash’s eyes shoot open and she looks over at the silent voyeur.
>”Zephyr! What’re you doing out here!”
>Her tail swishes up and across her belly again as she pulls all her hooves to her torso in an effort to cover up.
>One of your arms moves subconsciously across her soft underbelly in a protective gesture.
>He knows he’s in deep crap now.
>”I…uh…um…”
>He’s shuffling backwards, trying to make it to a clearing so he can use his wings.
>He’s gonna learn today.
>You gently place your precious cargo down on the soft grass before launching yourself at him in a full sprint.
>His fight or flight kicks in and he chooses to flee from the alien predator.
>As all little bitches should.
>He looks back mid-scramble, his face locked in terror.
>You grab a handful of tail hair and pull.
>He doesn’t stop, even when you yank it out.
>But he did slow down a bit.
>You time a kick and deliver it to the side of his rear leg. The force from the kick pushes his rump into the path of a quickly approaching pine.
>It happened too quick for him to do anything about it, and he hits the side of the tree.
>Pine leaves gently rustle as a gentle thud is heard and the energy from his body travels throughout the wood fixture.
>You approach the wheezing creature as he bucks his legs at you in defense.
>You swipe the first blow away, but catch a second hoof to the gut.
>It hurt…bad. But you did your sit-ups. And you were betting he did not.
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>>27667580
Hell yea! Beat the green out of him! Make fluttershy hate you!
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>>27667580
Time to teach him the price of that little peep show, kick his hide to Cloudsdale
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>>27667523
You write Dash so damn cutely, holy shit.
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Would you guys be interested in the hoofbump compilation being like this?

https://youtu.be/p_ZO81bYDFQ

I've made the WebM short as could be because muh filesizes, but on Youtube I can make it longer and it also has the added benefit of sound.
If you're up for it, any feedback thus far or is it looking good? Like I said I have no video editing skills so if it looks a bit iffy and not really joined together well, I'm not sure how much I can do about that

As per before there's no guarantee I'll actually get this done so don't get your hopes up
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>>27668360
More dash is always a good thing
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>>27663746
Damn, watching Dash do tricks, especially on the snow, is one of my favorite fantasies. Good one Church, you should definitely continue this one.
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>>27668750
You're fucking adorable, Dash.
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>>27668360
For myself, I'd like it longer and with the added benefit of sound on youtube. Looking forward to it.

Also, were there other hoofbumps that didn't include Dash, or is she that awesome?
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Holy shit I found working internet in this backwater and yes I'm still alive update:
pastebin.com/u/rosenkreutz

-oO(Hell Hath Furies)Oo-
>You follow the ghostly trail left behind as Rainbow streaks across the speckled shardscape.
>It's a little annoying to maintain your following distance as she continuously changes speed and direction.
>She's either mimicking the real spirit orbs in the most bombastic way possible, or she's having trouble flying slowly enough to prevent her colors from showing.
>As you pass from one teeming mass of ethereal essences to another you both begin to fall into an easy pattern.
>Rainbow seems to have picked up their seemingly random rhythm, and by following her trail you are both able to swim with the others almost naturally.
>At first the nearness of the pony souls all around you was incredibly unnerving.
>You'd secretly hoped you wouldn't have to go near them even as your curiosity threatened to leave you burned from the inside out.
>Orb Rainbow had initially hitched around the outside of the first cluster and led you around the outside, but soon enough she almost languidly led you into them and began to fly smoothly again.
>You were a bit concerned, but as you followed you realized that these...souls...don't seem in any way sinister.
>In fact, upon closer inspection the vast majority of them seemed to be giving off a feeling of, hmm, contentedness? Yes. Comfort and serenity.
>Occasionally a whisp of fear or uncertainty or dread and a few other complex negative emotions would touch you, but then they'd peel away in the wake of more good.
>"This is Awesome!"
"Mmhmm..."
>Even Rainbow's usually ecstatic descriptors were calmer and more laid back.
>You pan your eyes back and forth across the endless crystal studded blackdrop.
"Where's a castle? One of these is supposed to be...hum..."
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>>27669201
>The thrum of good vibes envelopes you like a warm blanket. You feel like you've just woken up after a long night of study and you have that warm, cozy, hyper-comf-snooze feeling all over.
>Thanks to your athletic pegasus friend you have no trouble following along in the complex spirals and swirls that gently carry you around and through the shards.
>You just have to follow the group, or Rainbow...whatever. You don't even really have to pay attention.
>It's like floating on a cloud down the Warm Bath River and just soaking beneath-"
>"TWILIGHT! Snap OUT of it!"
-SPLACK-
>A wing catches you across the face. For what you suddenly realize is at least the second time.
"Huh? Wha-?"
-SPLACK-
"Gah! STOP! Rainbow! I'm okay!"
>You peer through your crossed forelegs at a nearby orb. The only one that, like you, is no longer swarming with the rest.
>"Oh, thank Luna! Are you sure you're alright?"
>You hear a gentle rustle as though her wing were being readied...
"I'm fine! Don't smack me again! What just happened anyway?"
>"I dunno..."
>You swear you can hear the blush.
>"I just started to feel all woozy and happy and stuff. Then I thought that all I wanted was to fly around with the other orbs and just, I dunno, chill I guess."
>The Shrouded Dash slowly bobs and dips sheepishly.
>"But then, I remembered I have to help you get us out of here, so I tried to find you...but you weren't behind me anymore. I thought I'd lost you."
>"Then I found your trail, but you wouldn't listen to me so I, well, I maybe sorta...overreacted..."
>Her story makes you feel like a total mule for letting yourself get schmoozed by the orbal vibes. You give her an apologetic look, but quickly realize she can't see you so you just grab her into a hug.
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>>27669216
"You didn't overreact. It creeped up on me so slowly that it just didn't register. I'm sorry, and you shouldn't be."
>Rainbow returns the hug warmly for a moment before thumping your shoulder with her hoof and pushing away.
>"Lucky for you, you've got a Wonderbolt watchin' your back, huh?"
"Wonderbolts *Reservist*"
>You grin as you stress the second word.
>"HEY! You know good and well that I'll be first string in NO time. I'm as good as any of those ponies! Better than most!"
"I know, Rainbow. One of the nice perks of being a Princess is that I get to see your team fly up close so often. I'll be front row for all of your exploits."
>"Heh, yeah. Try to hold back your obvious favoritism though. No one could blame you, of course, but it'd be bad for morale."
"Okay, okay, lets try to focus Rainbow Dash. We've gotten sidetracked, but we still have to find that Castle."
>"Oh yeah, I almost forgot. When I freaked out and went all around trying to find you I spotted it."
"You what?"
>"Yeah, it's over this way. You can see it after you get around that big shard. C'mon, I'll show you."
>Struck dumb for the umpteenth time by Dash's in-flight hyper observation you mutely follow along.
>Back to following the semi-transparent trail that only the two of you can see, you gently peel away from your current cloud of souls and around a large floating shard.
"Sweet Celestia!"
>"I know, right?"
>Far off in the distance you can clearly see the largest shard you've yet come across in the expanse of Erebus.
>The sheer size of the thing makes judging its exact distance a difficult prospect.
>And high atop the angular monolith sits a carved (or maybe grown?) castle whose design looks like it came from King Sombra's most lascivious dreams.
>Edges, spikes, spires, spindles, facets, towers, bridges, the building is a testament to the concept of dangerously sharp.
>"Get down here, quick!"
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>>27669229
>You snap your jaw shut as you see the Rainbow nightlight speed down to stop behind a bit of jutting crystal on the nearby shard.
>She becomes recognizable again as she tosses back her hood and motions you with her hoof.
>You swiftly fly down next to her and mimic her hood removal with a questioning glance.
>"Keep low. I saw something bright moving around out there."
>You nod and sling your body low to peek out from behind your cover.
>Sure enough, four bright lights shine outside the castle's sinister parapets.
>As you watch they float slowly in a circle before breaking away and streaking off in different directions.
>Thankfully none of them head your way.
>You let out the breath that you hadn't realized you were holding and hear Rainbow do the same.
>"Whew, where do you think they're going?"
"Probably to act as psychopomps and collect souls according to their contractual domains."
>Rainbow clears her throat slightly and you suppress a sigh.
"Each of the Furies should be corralling souls to take to their proper place in the underworld."
>"Oh. Hey, wait. Does that mean that they wont be back for a while?"
"You're right! This may be our best chance to get inside and find the Oracle!"
>"What're we waiting for?"
>Rainbow slaps her hood over her face and shoots off into the distance. You're forced to follow suit or be left behind.
"Slow down, Rainbow!"
>You hiss the reprimand as loudly as you dare.
>Rainbow immediately drops her speed and the colorful blaze behind her fades from view.
>"Sorry...Ugh! I Hate this!"
>You're still approaching pretty rapidly, but some amount of haste is appropriate since you don't know when your hosts will return.
>At least Rainbow is taking a circuitous route around and over the nearby shards surrounding your destination.
>As you close in and begin to get better glimpses of the enormous castle shard you notice what looks like a fine mist surrounding it on all sides.
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>>27669251
>It looks like it may be some sort of magical defense, but its hard to say since there are a few clouds of circling souls even here. They're flying into and out of it quickly with no seeming difficulty.
>Dash whispers something back to you that sounds like some sort of military tactics reference, but you are focused on the strange mist.
"Just give me a second. I need to check exactly what this is..."
>You come to a gentle hover and power up a pulse of unbound magic energy.
>Dash whips off around the side of a nearby shard. Probably acting as a watchpony. She's good at that kind of thing.
>You let the burst of magic loose at the mist and attune your sensitive horn to catch the parts that reverberate back.
>Sort of like a magic sonar, this technique allows a Very knowledgable mage to understand something magical without disturbing it.
>The soft waves of lavender light wash outward and begin to return.
>Confirming your visual appraisal, the mist appears to be a physical fog, but it's tinged with complex patterns of dark magic that flows and ripples.
>The sensation tickles something in your memory, and you try digging for it with zeal.
>"NOW!"
>A seven colored streak of light explodes past you and into the mist barrier causing it to cascade and ripple before beginning to violently contract around the invader.
"RAINBOW DASH!"
>"Wha...? Twilight! Why didn't you...ack! Get off me! HELP!"
>The memory slides into place as your wings beat frantically and all too slowly to get you to your friend for the second time in recent memory.
>Light flares around your horn as you try to call up everything you can remember about combating dark magic.
>You know this magic now. He had to have learned it somewhere. You'd just thought of him a few minutes ago.
>Sombra.
>You have to save Rainbow Dash.

More to come. Thanks for reading. Sorry for the cliffhanger. It was necessary, swearsie realsies. Comments and criticism are appreciated as always.
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>>27667580

>The next frantic kick is caught by ready hands and you throw his legs to one side, falling and pinning them to the ground with a knee.
>You wind up and deliver a heavy blow past his defensive fore hooves, straight into his exposed underbelly.
>A satisfying thud echoes through the forest and he clutches his gut in agony. He couldn’t cry for help because he was still out of breath from his first impact.
>You had felt anger like this before, but never really had an excuse to act upon it. The fact that he violated yours and Dash’s special moment made you incredibly mad. Not to mention how many times he watched her in the shower or whatever without her knowing it.
>Everyone is going to know this dude is a pervert by the time you’re finished.
>You wrap a hand around his muzzle, squeezing his jaws together with painful force, before punching him straight on the nose with an audible pop.
>You reel your hand back, shaking it painfully.
>Bone on bone contact was never painless, especially for the one getting punched in the face.
>His nose, presumably broken, immediately gushed blood.
>He manages to find some air left in his lungs to let out a yelp.
>”AAH!”
>His fore hooves immediately shoot to his face to cover his nose, and you weren’t punching through those.
>You reel back and bring an elbow across his cowered form. It drove his own hooves into his face with tremendous force, exacerbating the bleeding.
>Finally realizing he couldn’t mitigate any of his pain defensively, he switches tactics and begins flailing and swinging his hooves in a panic.
>Pegasi were very strong for their size, but Zephyr hadn’t been working out with the most athletic mare in Equestria.
>And Zephyr wasn’t a predator.
>You may have been breed into civilization over thousands of years, but you still had the innate appetite for provoked violence that ponies lacked.
>You catch his fore hooves and pin them to his own chest before landing blow after blow to his face.
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>>27669562
My boner remains and has only achieved its second form. Kill dat foo.
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>>27669649
Whoa. Tried to put an emoji in my name and got a trip. Weird.
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>>27669562
>You avoided knockout points. You wanted him to feel everything.
>Finally coming to his senses and regaining his breath, he reaches up and bites down on your hand holding his hooves.
>That was easily solved by pushing his broken nose back with an open palm.
>”GAAAAAH!”
>You’re about to shift your attention back to his soft stomach when he throws his fore legs up.
>”OK! STOP STOP!”
>You relent your assault when he surrenders, but you still keep his hind legs pinned.
>His hooves move to hold his nose, and he chokes on a bit of blood before spitting it out.
>He catches your enraged eyes before looking away.
>”I’m sorry ok! I won’t do it again!”
>That’s it?
>Your hand is instantly around his throat in a vice grip.
>He scrapes pointlessly at them, without fingers it was difficult to get under your hold.
>You can hear a strained inhale before you correct your mistake, cutting off what was left of his esophageal passage.
>His eyes are open wide in pure shock, he’d never experienced another creature interfering with his crucial life processes before.
>You lean closer to him until you lock eyes.
“If I see you anywhere within her line of sight ever again, I will tear your throat right out of your neck. Do you understand me.”
>Realizing his life might very well depend on a timely answer. He nods his head.
>Your iron grasp releases and he sucks in a big breath before wheezing it out.
>Figuring you got your point across. You pick yourself up and return to the shocked mare sitting ten yards behind you.
>Part of you felt good doing that. But another part hated yourself for doing that in front of her.
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>>27668495
Ain't that the truth.

>>27668991
There are plenty of others, the CMC members for one hoofbump each other quite a bit. The first hoofbump in the show is between Pinkie and Rarity. I might move on to those next.

>>27668360
https://youtu.be/teOanXkg8jI

There's the first attempt, I rushed it a bit since I'm heading to sleep but let me know what you think. Any clips you want lengthened or shortened and the like or just feedback, I'd like to hear it
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>>27669658
Presumably the ASCII text that replaced it started with a parentheses and two hashtags.
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>>27669687
The maidens's honor has been withheld!
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>>27668360
Pmv would be righteous. I like it a lot as it is though.
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>>27669687
>You weren’t sure how she’d take it, you’d talked to her about hunting and other human endeavors before, but she’d never really seen you be violent.
>Above all, you feared she would feel afraid of you, or think you were some predatory monster.
>To your surprise she takes off in a wobbly sprint.
>You look down at your hands and see that they’re a bit bloody. You didn’t want her to have to see that.
>You make an effort to roll them into your shirt…which also had a few specks of blood on it.
>It wasn’t quite a murder scene, but the closer she got the more guilty you felt.
>Then, she surprised you.
>She slows down before hugging around your legs.
>A bit of relief washes over you until you realize she hasn’t seen your hands yet.
>She peeks her head out from around your waist and spots a recovering Zephyr lying in a small pile of his own feathers and hair.
>She steps past you and flares her wings in an attempt to shield you.
>She falls into an aggressive athletic stance and growls.
>”Get lost already! Can’t you see we’ve had enough!”
>We. She said we.
>That simple word hit you like a pile of bricks.
>In that moment, it seemed to embody your favorite part of her as a pony.
>Her loyalty.
>Even after the really weird and awkward past few days, even in the surprise revelation about her stalker and subsequent beatdown, even though you were a lone creature from another world who had very little to offer her overall…she never once considered leaving your side.
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>>27669807
>Her angry gaze holds until he shamefully limps into a clearing a short distance away and takes off.
>She follows him until his form is lost behind the trees before turning to you.
>Her expression goes from angry to fearful in a second.
>”Dude you okay?”
>Her wings switch from the deterrence role to a caressing one.
“I’m fine…”
>You reply in a thoughtful daze as you pull your hands from your shirt.
>She spots the damage immediately.
>”Anon you’re hurt!”
>She stands up on her rear legs and gently takes your hands in her hooves. Her wings wrap around your back protectively.
>She inspects the minor cuts and abrasions before visually checking the rest of your body for injuries.
>Her face was stricken with pain…almost like her puppy just died.
>Her eyes return to your hands. She holds them against the soft fur of her chest before swiveling her head to your surroundings.
>The fine fuzz and warmth of her chest adds a level of comfort to your stinging appendages, but it didn't fix it.
>You knew she was looking for something to wrap them with.
“Dash…”
>She stops her panicked searching and looks up at you.
“…I’m fine, let’s just get back to the apartment.”
>Your comment seems to make her concern worse.
>”B-but you’re in pain.”
>She sniffles a bit and her eyes well up.
>Damn she was actually crying…over you.
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>>27669932
>Just as you think you’re heart is going to stop, she spots something out of the corner of her eye.
>”W-wait here big guy I’ll be back in a snap.”
>She gently releases your hands and takes off flying into the distance.
>A moment later she returns with a leafy branch in her teeth. How she spotted it in the evening light, you have no idea.
>She drops it into her hoof. She looks much better now, whatever her plan was, she knew it was going to work.
“Ok I need you to wipe the dirt off with your shirt and hold them out.”
>You resist the urge to say ‘yes ma’am,’ you didn’t think whatever she was doing was going to help much, but you also didn’t want to be patronizing.
>You didn’t want to embarrass your mare for trying to help you. It was actually kinda nice to see her this concerned.
“Ok.”
>You do as she asks.
>Then you watch with growing interest as she does something unexpected.
>She eats the leaves off one side of the branch.
>They’re small, like fern leaves, so she can fit a lot in her mouth.
>She chews them thoroughly but doesn’t swallow anything.
>She walks up to you and stands on her hind legs again to reach your outstretched hands.
>Her eyes inspect the cuts, trying to find all of the sources of pain.
>After a few more chews, she leans over and spits out a glob of the green mush onto your skin and rubs it around slowly with the tip of her hoof.
>It stings at first and makes you draw your breath.
>She makes sure to rub the slob into each cut and over every abrasion, spitting out more where necessary.
>You almost question the sanitation aspect of it all, but you figure she knows what she’s doing.
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>>27670030

>You realize she does know what she’s doing when the pain starts to decline. Then it disappears completely.
>You inspect your hand and see that even the redness and swelling around the cuts has all but disappeared as well.
>It was like magic.
>The same process gets repeated with your other hand, and when she’s satisfied, she spits out the remainder into the grass next to you.
>”Bleh! That stuff is bitter!”
”Uhm, Dash. What just happened?”
>She looks up at you like she’s surprised you asked that question.
>”Oh, I made a salve with that…uh…plant. It numbs the pain and cleans the cuts!”
>She looks so proud of herself.
“Well, they definitely feel better…”
>She just beams at you.
>You decide not to ask her if she’s sure it’s the right plant. That would ruin her pride.
>You were sure you weren’t going to die though. You trusted Dash.
“Wow…I never thought you could do that, it feels amazing!”
>She blushes lightly, happy for the opportunity to take care of her stallion.
>”We should probably head back now.”
>You look at the almost dark skies.
“Yeah…”
>You look at your salved-up hands.
“…you can ride on my back if you want.”
>Remembering her orgasm induced handicap, her blush deepens.
>”I should be fine now, I just got a bit warmed up.”
>You smile.
“Ok Dash.”
>You start the walk back to the apartment and she explains to you how Fluttershy taught her about the salve.
>By the time you reach your front door, it’s already dark and she still hasn’t manage to walk normally for more than a few steps at a time.
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>>27670066
This is one of the best Dash stories I've ever read. When you finish this you should write one about an overly edgy Anon who goes to Equestria and hates everyone there and Dash still tries to hook up with him
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>>27670066
Yus
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>>27668360
>>27669700
The sound doesn't really add that much to it, the webm without sound was already perfect for what it was. Although the YT version looks better thanks to the HD, so it's appreciated. Great work, Anon!
Also, I'm liking the PMV idea, but I reckon finding some music easy to sync with all those bumps could be extremely difficult. I don't know.
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>>27670066
Please tell me dash's friends learn of their relationship at some point. Not enough stories do that imo.
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>>27670066
That's so sweet, this is awesome
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Bump for more green
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>>27669700
>>27669793
>>27670555
Thanks for the responses, appreciate the opinions. A PMV's beyond what I know how to do though unfortunately.

What do you guys think of the length of the clips in the video? I thought making them longer so as to give them each a bit of context would be nice, but looking at it some of the clips seem a bit too long for what should be a "Hoofbump compilation". Don't know if that's just me though
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>>27670066
Man after you finish this story you should rewrite this with Dash's POV.
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Mobious is the best dashfag writefag we've had in years.

Cheers!
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>>27671559
Not the requester, but I think both versions are great. The soundless version was more "dynamic", and the version with sound is better with that context, so I like them both. As for your concern, the only scene that I think that might be too long, if any, is that scene with Pinkie from Pinkie Pride, but it isn't a big deal. I'm a terrible critic though, so probably someone else can give you better advice.
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>>27671965
Yes, and we also need a family-friendly version, a politically correct version, a CYOA version, a sing-along version, and all combinations thereof.
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>>27670066
truly dash is a fine waifu
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I need diz pone like water needs rain and flowers need the Bs and the Cs. I want her to be my luv filly, so I can pet her and spank her when she iz bad, because she wud be so bad with me, I insist. I share my groin urges with pleazure for her ponut. Dash you get big kiss and much bum play from my girly fingers. Don't ever change, even if you need to. Luv, Crazy Olaf.
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>>27665574
This is how I cuddle my Dash.
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>>27673902
lik if u cry erry tim
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Dashie rubs butter all over my naked body, I smear jam all over her equine form, and we roll around in a room full of Hovis brown sliced; all the while making mad passionate sandwiches.
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>>27674060
New day, new fetish. Love this board.
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>>27674151


...of course, with added dressing, and mayonnaise if you get my meaning.

I'd eat her pie.
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>>27673915
This is how I cuddle mine.
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Rainbow Dash always dresses in style.

...and in a slinky black dress, she is sex on wings. With the addition of seamed stockings, high hoofheels & lipstick, the sky's the limit.
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>>27664715
>>27664797
>>27665574
>>27666451
>>27668748
Wow, thanks! I was running low on (You)s there for a while, so I'm glad you liked it. I'll be updating it every other day or so, so expect some more either tonight or tomorrow morning.
>>27669201
Awww yussss Rosen's still alive. Needed my awesome green fix for this week, good job Rosen.
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>>27675090
Fauurrrkkk, trips are hard
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>>27670395
Thanks! I'll think about it. The idea sounds cute, but I find it hard to write an abrasive personality for long.

>>27670801
There will be.

>>27671965
It's been bugging me because I couldn't figure out a good place to insert her perspective, so I just gave up. I might actually do this when I'm finished.

>>27670066
>Dash opens the door for you and flips the lights on before closing it behind you.
>You head over to the kitchen and go for the medical kit to get some bandaging for your hands, but she intercepts you.
>”I’ll get it stud.”
>Third time she’s used that…that was definitely a new nickname.
“Thanks, it’s…”
>”Gow ih!” She says through a mouthful of fabric.
>You forgot she knew her way around the house so well.
>She tosses the red bag on the counter and unzips it before sifting it for what you needed.
>Finding the white wrap, she bites one end and lets it unfurl.
>She goes to wrap your hands but stops when you speak up.
“Dash, I’d like to shower first, can we do this after?”
>Her eyes shoot to yours and she puts the gauze back on the counter.
>”Why? You smell fine?”
“Dash, I haven’t showered since this morning and I’ve been running around all day.”
>She looks a bit disappointed.
>”Oh, well if you want to I guess. Could’ve mentioned it a bit earlier though.”
>You let out a chuckle at her feistiness. You don’t want to touch her with your smothered hands, so you lean down and give her a peck on the top of her hair.
>She steps back and blushes slightly after you do it.
>God she was cute.
“Dash, we’re alone now for sure. You don’t have to worry about our little secret getting out.”
>She half-smiles at you before you step past her to move to the shower.
>Then you feel a hoof on your leg.
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>>27669700
>>27672743
You think this fares any better or not? Any criticism is welcome really.
It's also worth mentioning I didn't include the wingbumps and a hoof-five sort of thing between Dash and Fluttershy in this video, but I'll be adding them in I think

https://youtu.be/sM2bBIOdHks

If you see ads, I swear I'm not after shekels, it's pic related
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>>27675912

>”W-wait a sec anon.”
>You look down and see her move directly in front of you placing her nose to your crotch.
>She puts one hoof on your hip and touches her lips to your shorts fabric.
>It was still wet from her own cum.
>Your dick was now on FPCON Charlie—imminent threat of sexual activity anticipated.
>That correlated to a full hard-on.
>You step back until your butt hits the kitchen counter and you can’t move any farther.
>Her pointed muzzle follows you like a heat-seeking missile and gently bumps into your bulge when you hit the counter.
“W-w-whoa Dash!”
>She talks into your midsection.
>”Can’t expect you to undo buttons with hurt hands.”
>You weren’t expecting this, and you’re at a loss for what to do.
>Unable to manipulate the fabric with enough force, she pushes hard into your bulge to bring her teeth to bare on the edge of the fabric.
>The feeling is alien to you and a bit ticklish…and hot.
“Haha-ha w-hoah Dash, take it easy!”
>Finding the leverage she needs, she bites down on the fabric and pulls backwards.
>Your shorts come off your body a bit before the button gives way and pops through.
>Her muzzle goes straight back into your crotch. She puts both her hooves on your hips now and presses you against the counter.
>Then she starts digging around with her lips to find the zipper.
“D-Dash! Dash stop!”
>She snaps her head up, surprised at the objection.
“I think I got it from here…thank you.”
>She looks crestfallen at the turn off.
>Her previously happy form shrinks away from you, wondering what she did wrong. You can almost feel her disappointment.
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>>27676283
>You’re heart was getting run through the gauntlet today.
“I’m sorry Dash, I just…can we take our time on this stuff? I want to savor it, not rush it, you know?”
>She seems to understand where you were coming from, but she still looked a bit deflated.
>”O-okay…sorry.”
>You kneel down to her level and move closer.
“Don’t be sorry, you did nothing wrong. I’ve known you as my best friend since forever ago, and I know that sometimes it’s best to slow down and enjoy things…”
>She puts a hoof on your chest.
>”But we can still enjoy things if we do it now!”
>Her voice aches with yearning and her eyes plead with you. You wanted nothing more than to make her yours right there on the kitchen floor…but she deserved better.
>”Is it something about me? Am I doing something wrong?”
>You reach up and hold her hoof against your chest. You can feel your own stomach aching through empathy with her anticipation.
“Rainbow Dash, there is nothing wrong with you. You’ve done every single thing right because you made me realize that I love you with all of my heart.”
>Her features begin to soften.
“And to set the record straight right now, I think you are by far the most attractive mare I’ve ever seen. I have absolutely no reservations about being with you in any way that you want. Your body turns me on like crazy and I would like nothing more right now than to breed you on the floor until you can’t walk straight for a week.”
>Well don’t torture her dumbass.
>A blush covers her face and her wings begin to unfurl as her jaw drops a bit.
“But…”
>They stop.
“I want to save it for a special moment when we can both enjoy each other to the fullest extent.”
>She audibly gulps before retracting her wings, albeit with a bit of effort.
>She nods in agreement.
>”Okay dude…b-but don’t keep me waiting too long!”
>She pokes your chest with a hoof.
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>>27676439
daww
now he has to give it to her for a full 24 hours straight
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I got some green. It's based off our age old sentiment: "IWTCIRD"

>”Wait. You’re serious?”
“Yes.”
>You are Anon.
>And you want to cum inside Rainbow Dash.
>The prismatic Pegasus had been harassing you for the past few months.
>After a while she’d started asking you for “favors.”
>Most of the favors consisted of “eat me out or I’ll make it rain on you for a week”
>You weren’t quite sure why she’d singled you out. After all you hadn’t really done anything to her, but for some reason she always got her jollies off by giving you a hard time.
>But today you’d decided to get her back...sorta.
>You’d basically asked for a sexual favor in return when she came for her bi-weekly set of orgasms.
>”Okay...so why should I let you rut me? I can get off just fine with your face.”
“Uhhh...maybe fucking will be better?”
>She raised an eyebrow at your flimsy argument.
>”What if it’s worse?”
“Umm...I don’t know? I’ll owe you?”
>She laughed at that
>”Wow you’ll owe me? I hope you get that I can already take whatever I want from you.”
>Well that was true. No one exactly stopped her.
>Ponyville hadn’t taken kindly to the big monster that lived in the abandoned house…
>In public, Dash had done her best to keep you away from most of the ponies, and as a result she was seen kind of as your keeper and a bit of a hero.
>Unfortunately they weren’t aware of what went on behind closed doors.
>Not as if anyone would believe you if you got the chance to talk to them anyways.
“Come on. I always do what you tell me. Why can’t I have this?”
>”Hey. You should be thankful. I get all your food, clothes and anything else you need. I deserve some recognition.”
“Yeah you do all of that after taking all my cash! And you don’t even give me the change! Do you know how hard Zecora works me for that money? Groceries don’t cost an entire week’s worth of pay!”
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>>27676764
>Dash frowned at you.
>”Fine. I’ll let you cum in me.”
>Really? It’d worked? Just like that?
“Oh...w-well okay then...let’s do it.”
>She raised a hoof and pointed at your house.
>”Get inside. And loose the pants.”
>Only Dash could find a way to make sex sound like a chore.
“Right!”
>Turning around you marched inside.
>Once inside you quickly made your way to the couch, dropping your pants and shoes at the door.
>Dash trotted in behind you and kicked the door closed behind her.
>Plopping down on the couch you waited for your next set of instructions.
>As you waited you started to wonder...why had she suddenly agreed?
>There had to be some kind of catch…
>Oh god she wasn’t gonna just kick you in the balls and run away was she?
>Despite verbally abusing you, taking your money and playing pranks she’d never physically hurt you.
>This could be some sick segway into that….
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>>27676771
>You stared as she trotted in front of the couch and scrutinized your manhood.
>Fuck this was a bad idea from the start.
>Time to back out.
“Uh...you know what Dash, on second thought I think I’m fine. Forget it.”
>”Forget what?”
“The whole cumming inside you thing. It was just a joke. Haha…You don’t really have to do it.”
>She raised an eyebrow at that.
>”You think I’ll just let you go?”
>Oh god….what is she gonna do to you?
“I thought you didn’t want to do this…”
>She scoffed at you
>”Oooo look at me. I don’t wanna fuck an exotic stallion. Jeez I wouldn’t be a mare if I didn’t go for this.”
>Is that supposed to be a compliment?
>Whatever. Considering it’s Dash it’s probably some kind of insult in disguise.
>She went back to staring at your manhood.
>After a few minutes she looked up at you.
>”Hey...why don’t you hurry up and pop a stiffy?”
>You tried your best to hold back a laugh.
>And failed miserably.
“Is that supposed to be dirty talk?”
>Her ears swiveled forward and she took a more aggressive stance.
>”How about you shut it with the wisecracks and do what I say?”
“Come on, Dash I don’t have anything to look at. How am I supposed to get in the mood?”
>Grumbling something about stallions being picky, she turned around and lifted her tail up, exposing her sex.
>To your surprise it was actually a bit moist.
>She then reached a hoof back and pulled one lip to the side, opening herself up.
>As you stared you felt a surge of blood to your dick.
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>>27676779
>Dash then looked over her shoulder and spotted your “little friend” waking up.
>”Took you long enough, cunt licker.”
>Jeez. She’s amping up the verbal abuse today.
>Trotting over, she flapped her wings and propelled herself into the air.
>She then turned around and presented her hind quarters to you.
>”Come on. Get me a bit wetter.”
“Alright...”
>Leaning in you started by licking the outside of her pussy.
>To be perfectly honest...you didn’t mind servicing her.
>In fact you kinda enjoyed it.
>The only problem was once she’s finished, she always kicks you out of your room and takes a nap in your bed.
>and to top it off, she never returns the favor.
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>>27676806
>As you continued to lick her lips, you started to feel moisture building up inside them.
>After about two minutes, you thrust your tongue inside.
>Dash gave a quiet “oh” as you started to push in and out of her, brushing against her clit every once in awhile.
>After spending so long eating her out you knew exactly how to make her tick.
>In fact you could make her cum in about a minute and seventeen seconds….
>Granted you only knew that because she timed you a few weeks ago.
>Deciding to speed things up you did what you considered a bold move, and grabbed her flanks.
>Then, you stopped licking and wrapped your lips around her clit and began sucking.
>The sudden burst of pleasure caused Dash to flap her wings erratically, and force herself back on your face.
>Crap...you maaay have overdone it.
>Deciding that it may be best to stop, you let go of Dashie’s butt, and stopped your ministrations.
>The prismatic pony sighed and slowly lowered herself into your lap, pinning your boner between her butt and your pelvis.
>Then she leaned back into your chest, and closed her eyes.
>She was breathing heavily...like..
“Dash! I thought you were gonna help me cum, not the other way around. “
>She opened one eye and looked up at you.
>”No. I’m not helping you cum. I’m just gonna let you cum inside me.”
>What the hell does that mean?
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>>27676813
>Getting back to her hooves, she looked under her at your boner, which at this point could probably cut stone.
>”Oh nice! It’s ready!”
“Ready? Dash my dick isn’t a hot pocket.”
>”Your dick is whatever I want it to be. Now hold still.”
>Rainbow turned around so that she was facing you.
>Then, reaching her forehoof down, she lined you up with her entrance, and unceremoniously sat on your boner.
>You let out a groan as her walls squeezed you.
>Dash grabbed your face and turned it to look at her.
>Staring you in the eyes she gave you a devilish smile.
>”This is what you wanted right?”
>Then she clenched.
>If you didn’t know any better you’d swear you wouldn’t be able to move inside her.
“Y-yes!”
>She smiled up at you and gave her wings an experimental flap.
>The flap caused her to bounce up and fall back down onto your lap.
>She did this several times, all the while staring at your face.
>Suddenly she stopped.
“H-hey! Why’d you-”
>Then she kissed you.
>You totally didn’t expect it...but you didn’t mind either.
>She wrapped her hooves around your neck and pulled you into it.
>In response, you wrapped your hands around her barrel, just under her wings and kissed her back.
>As the both of you explored each other’s mouths, you felt Rainbow grinding against you.
>After what felt like an eternity, the two of you finally broke off the make out session.
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>>27676830
>You were still trying to catch your breath when Dash really decided to start letting loose.
>She planted her forehooves on your shoulders and began lifting and dropping herself on you.
>As she rode you, you heard her making quiet squeaking noises.
>Each time you exited her, the urge to just grab her and go to town till she couldn’t walk straight grew.
>She had put all her effort into going fast enough to keep things interesting, but slow enough for you to not quite get off.
>Finally she stopped and looked up at you.
>”What the hell Anon! Why haven’t you cum yet?”
>Wait...WHAT?
>Is this a test?
“Because you won’t let me!”
>”What do you mean I won’t let you! Any stallion would have finished by now!”
>You stared at her a moment.
“Do I look like a normal stallion to you?”
>She frowned.
>”Fine then.”
>Letting go of your shoulders, she grabbed your hands and guided them to her butt.
>”You do the work, wise guy.”
>Test or not, Dash had just given you the go ahead to do exactly what you wanted.
>Smiling, you lifted her up so that just your head was inside her snatch.
>Then you bucked your hips, pushing yourself inside her.
>After a few seconds of trying to find a comfortable pace, you began fucking her as hard as you could.
>With each thrust you felt yourself get closer and closer to the edge.
>Dash was clinging to your neck as you hammered her and with each smack she’d give a quite “Ah”
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>>27676848
>Finally as you reached the edge, you gave a groan.
“Dash! I’m gonna cum!”
>True to your word you hilted yourself inside her, and sent a jet of cum into her pussy.
>Feeling the first jet Rainbow flapped her wings several time, as hard as she could, ripping herself from your grasp and pulling herself off of you.
>The sudden lack of stimulation caused the rest of your cum to dribble out in a pitiful stream.
>You looked up at Rainbow Dash.
>She had her usual evil grin on.
>The same one she wore when she swore at you, or took your money.
>She’d totally ruined your orgasm.
>Suddenly she burst out laughing.
>”Ahah-Wow, look at you, you’re a mess! Aww look your little dick’s still hard!”
>You sighed.
>So that was the catch.
>You get to cum inside her...but that doesn’t mean you actually get to have fun getting off.
>Finally calming down she landed in front of you.
>”So? You got to cum in me. And I will admit: you really are fun to rut.”
“Thanks...I guess.”
>”Awww why so down Nonny? You got what you wanted right?”
>You frowned at her.
“You couldn’t at least have let me actually get off?”
>”Nope!”
>And with that she turned tail and began casually gliding towards the door.
>Fucking Rainbow Dash.

Aaaand there. That's my little diddle about Anon having hate-sex with Rainbow Dash.

Continue?
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>>27676881
Not a bad read. You can go places with this story. I say give it a go.
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>>27676881
Unf. Hate sex is Muh fetish. Bretty good, but it doesn't really seem like the kinda thing to continue, you might wanna try something else.
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>>27676439
Don’t worry Dash, the last thing I want to do is let you down.”
>You lean forward for a reconciliation kiss and she meets you halfway.
>Her tongue flashes inside of your mouth and swipes your teeth a few times before she pulls out.
>She lowers her head and pushes the top of it into your chest, afterwards readjusting to rub the top of her nose across your pectoral.
>You move to complete the awkward embrace but she pulls away with a frustrated huff and trots out of the kitchen.
>That mare was flustered.
>”I’ll start the shower dude.”
>Her behavior wasn’t making it any easier for you to hold back either.
>Your shorts were reaching their design limit.
>Your face flushes when you realize exactly how apparent the bulge was in your shorts.
>Yeah, she pretty much could see it all through the stretched fabric.
>It wasn’t like she hadn’t seen it before. You’ve changed clothes with her in the room before, even showered together once in the locker rooms.
>But the nature of your relationship at the time was much more platonic, and thus, she’d only seen it limp.
>You push yourself to your feet and your head swims a bit at the loss of blood flow.
>You stop by your dresser on the way to the bathroom and pick out a change of clothes.
>The sound of running water draws you to the shower.
>You enter the room and drop your clothes on the ground.
>Dash is leaning into the tub with one fore hoof in the water.
>Her rear end is sticking up and her tail is swishing side to side…almost enough to catch a glimpse of what it covered.
>Don’t think about it man.
>The water soon reaches a temperature to her liking and she pulls the valve to turn on the shower head.
>She spins around with a woosh and dries her damp hoof on a towel before laying it out on the ground.
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>>27676929
>>27676910

Well the idea would be it would be semi-slice of life-y and just focus on the day to day of dealing with her.

Who knows, maybe she'll even end up liking Anon?
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>>27663746
>You reach the front door first by far, leaving Anon in the dust.
>You slam through the door, rocketing yourself inside the house.
>You start to take off your winter gear, while Anon shows up at the door next.
"Finally! You're such a slow poke, Anon."
>"I was knee deep in snow! How fast am I supposed to be?"
"Hey man, don't be mad at me just because I'm faster than you. Look, I didn't even shake off the snow in your house this time!"
>Anon rolls his eyes at you.
>"How generous of you."
>Anon strips off all of his soaking wet winter gear before heading down the hall, in to the living room.
>Hoping he's going to the fireplace so you both can warm up, you tag along behind him.
>When you get there, to both of your disappointments, the fire had long since gone out from last night.
>You shiver a little bit, and you can slightly see your own breath in front of you.
"Aww man, I'm freezing! Could you start another fire?"
>Anon squats down and pokes at the ashes a bit.
>"I could, but it'd take a while, so it wont really help us much now."
"Uggghh, this sucks."
>Anon stands back up and looks puzzled for a moment, then out of no where, sprints up the stairs to his bed room.
>You go to follow him, but before you reach the stairs, Anon comes stomping back down them, with a huge blanket in tow.
"What's that fo-"
>Before you can even ask, Anon reaches down and lifts you off the steps, carrying you with him.
"H-hey! Lemme down you jerk!"
>He just smiles at you and holds you a bit tighter.
>"Jerk? Now you're just being nasty."
>You put up a small fight, but in the end, you let him carry you.
>You could never tell him, you'd probably die of embarrassment or something, but you actually kinda liked it a little when he did stuff like this.
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>>27677104
>A really good weird though.
>You got this strange feeling deep in your stomach, like when ever you're out flying and you start free falling.
>What ever it was, you really liked it, so you really liked him.
>Maybe it was the long arms.
>As soon as he gets there, Anon plops down on his couch, with you still in tow.
>He sets you back down and stretches himself out across the couch, taking up the entire length.
>"Come 'ere Dash, I got an idea."
>Taking the cue, you hop up onto his chest, unsure of what he means.
>"Come on Dash, lemme get you warm."
>You lay down on his chest, and he guides your hind legs on either side of him.
>You place your forelegs on his chest, and lay your head down on top of them.
>"Well? You warm yet?"
>Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh, you don't think you've ever been this cozy before, except for maybe during last nights cuddling.
>He's soooo warm, and his chest is so soft.
"Well, you're alright, I guess."
>Damn it, Dash.
>"Thats all? In that case, I guess I'll have to up the ante a bit."
"Huh?"
>Anon grabs the big blanket he brought from upstairs, and drapes it over you.
>He tucks the edges tightly underneath you, completely wrapping you in it.
>You don't think you've ever been more comfy in your entire life.
>Completely betraying your earlier statement, you let out a huge sigh of comfort.
>Anon chuckles at you, and ruffles your hair.
>You rally want to glare at him and tell him to knock that off, but you cant find the energy to do so.
>Instead, you decide to just close your eyes, and try to fall asleep.
>Just when you feel yourself nodding off, Anon starts to shuffle around, waking you back up.
"Ugghh, Anon, I was almost asleep."
>You're just about to open your eyes to see what he's doing, when you feel his hand rest on top of your head.
>Before you can figure out what he's doing, Anon digs his hand into the top of your mane.
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>>27676764
>hes a wimpy loser pushover
wow i havent seen this before
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>>27677110
>Starting at the very top, he runs his hand all the way down to the end, before bringing it back up to the top and starting again.
>He uses his fingers to split up your mane, and run down each an every part of it.
>As much as you hate it, you're pretty much like putty right now.
>You love it when he pets your mane, especially with those weird finger-things.
>Just when you're really getting into it however, Anon retracts his hand from your head.
>You're just about to protest, when you feel a familiar hand snake up your head and start scratching from behind your ear.
>As hard as you try to hold it down, you cant help but letting out a few coos.
>As soon as you let one out, you can almost feel yourself burning red.
>"Well Dash, I didn't know you were such a sucker for having your ear scratched."
"I-I'm not, shut up!"
>"Sure, of course not. Do you want me to stop then?"
"No! Or, i mean, keep going, i-if you want to, thats all."
>Smooth.
>Anon doesn't seem to notice or even care, because he just keeps scratching.
>You and Anon lay there for what seemed like hours before the silence was broken.
>"So Dash, what was up with that thing in the cafe this morning?"
>You perk your head up to look at him.
"What do you mean?"
>"You know, when Mrs.Cake said that, about us being cute together."
"Oh yea dude, that was kinda weird, huh?"
>"Thats not what I mean Dash. It was kinda awkward, but you looked really embarrassed, like, mortified. And then you were in a super big hurry to leave."
>You get a bit red again just recalling the memory.
"Yea, it was a bit embarrassing, huh?"
>"Why though? It doesn't have to be embarrassing, you know. Almost every one falls in love sooner or later, its really not that big a deal."
"Oh, you're that sure I "love" you?"
>"Considering how you've been acting the last few days, yea, I'm like 75% sure."
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>>27677123
"I don't really know Anon. I pick on Rarity every time she has a crush on some stallion, so it seems kinda weird for me to be the same way, you know? Plus, it just seems kinda... uncool."
>"Dash, someone's bound to find out eventually, we cant really keep something like this under wraps for long. Plus, there's really no reason to."
>Anon reaches foreword with his hand and cups the side of your muzzle.
>He gives you that trademark beaming smile of his, that you love so much.
>"Its alright to be in love every once in a while, you know."
>You chuckle at his joke, and lay your head back down on his chest.
"Still though, could you just like, not say anything? Just for now?"
>"Of course Dash, I'd never do something to embarrass you. Not on purpose, that is."
"Thanks dude, I appreciate it."
>You rest your head down and try to fall back asleep, but you couldn't stop thinking about what Anon said.
>Your friends were probably going to find out about all of this sooner or later.
>You are extremely close to them after all, you don't think there are really any secrets in between you.
>You're not even really sure how to go about telling them.
>Or maybe you should just act normal and let them find out on their own.
>But then they might think you were lying to them!
>Ugggh, why was all of this so complicated?
>You decide to put all of it out of your mind for now, and just focus on getting in a decent nap.
FIN
I
N
or is it?
DUN DUN DUN
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>>27676943
Needy and affectionate Dash is my favorite Dash.
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>>27677017
Up to you bro. If you think you can make it interesting I'll board the train for a while.
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>>27677104
This is cute as hell.

>>27677151
Mine too. The colored, anatomically correct version of that photo is my favorite Dash.

>>27676943
>”I still don’t think you smell ya know.”
“Yeah, but I got blood on me so…”
>”Not enough in my opinion.” She mumbles.
“What?”
>She looks up with a smile motions towards the tub.
>”Well there go hotshot! Uhh…it might be a bit on the warm side so just be careful.”
>You weren’t exactly sure what you did to deserve it, but she was taking really good care of you.
>This mare was a definite keeper.
“Wow, thanks.”
>She trots past you and bumps your leg with her rump before closing the door behind you.
>You take the moment of privacy to look at yourself in the mirror and catch your breath.
>You honestly looked a bit mangey after the scuffle, but she seemed to like it.
>Dash an you were an item now, you hadn’t admitted it to each other yet, but that didn’t make your affection any less real.
>In the two hours you’ve been intimate with her, she’s already proven to be a handful.
>Two handfuls at times.
>But it was thoroughly enjoyable…because you were in love.
>You smile at yourself in the mirror, things had turned out alright.
>Time to clean up for your mare.
>A few minutes later, you were thoroughly cleaned and dried.
>The water was a bit warm, but it didn’t bother you enough to change it.
>What did bother you was the soothing salve on your hands got washed off and the stinging began to return.
>You head back to the kitchen for the first aid kit.
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>>27677627
>”Enjoy the shower?”
“Yeah… thanks, you really outdid yourself.”
>”Pffft! A mare of my caliber outdid herself by setting a shower?”
“Well when you put it that way…”
>”I’m just kidding dude! Whaddaya need the aid kit for?”
“The stuff you put on my hands washed off, I was just going to wrap them up before I hit the sack.”
>Concern returns to her face.
>”They still sting?”
“…well, a little.”
>She grabs the first aid kit and pushes you towards your couch.
>At this point you weren’t even thinking of arguing, just enjoying the ride.
>You sit down and she sits next to you.
>She takes your hands in her hooves and immediately begins licking them.
“Uhh…Dash what are you doing?”
>She pauses her ministrations for a moment.
>”What? Humans don’t lick their wounds?”
“Not really, and I wouldn’t go as far as to call these bloody knuckles wounds.”
>”Sure they are…just stop overthinking things and let me do it. I’ve lived here longer than you ya know.”
>That was true.
>She gets another lick in before seeing you were unconvinced. With a huff she adds.
>”It helps clean them so they don’t get infected smart one.”
>She obviously knew it all so you stop arguing and lean back into the couch.
“I’m all yours doc.”
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>>27677104
Goddamn this is fucking awesome, I knew you should have been doing a long one instead of one shots.
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>>27677656
>You focus on the feeling of her felt-like tongue debriding your damaged skin.
>Her nimble, warm muscle seems to caress each aching knuckle, form-fitting around the hills and valleys. It was surprisingly soothing, you could easily fall asleep to this.
>But you don’t, that would be rude.
>She works steadily and for a few minutes, the only sound that fills the room is the one made by her smacking, wet tongue.
>Whether it was psychological or medicinal, her spit worked its magic and the stinging subsided.
>It barely surprised you anymore. Everything else about this mare was perfect to you, why wouldn’t her saliva numb pain?
>She finishes by placing eight wet, puckered kisses on your knuckles.
>You wake yourself from your daze and look down to see her preparing the gauze.
>She wraps it around your hands like a boxer before tying it off in an impressive display of dexterity.
>”They comfortable?”
“Not too loose, not too tight.”
>You wiggle your fingers to emphasize her professional job.
“You missed your calling, should’ve been a doctor.”
>”Hah! Not likely! I just have a lot of experience because I getta lot a injuries during training.”
>You sit back and look at her with a smile.
>She returns your expression and you both hold it.
>Until it gets awkward.
>”Sooo…”
“I’m pretty tired.”
>”Me too.”
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Church, you have inspired me to come the closest I have ever gotten to AnonxDash.

>You fly the last few agonizing feet remaining between you and your cloud cottage.
>Your wings feel like lead weights made of solid SORE.
>With one last flap and a grateful sigh you slump to your hooves and sink into the wonderfully soft clouds that make up your 'lawn'.
>This winter has been one for the record books.
>You don't wanna second guess the technicians in Cloudsdayle, but a solid week of storms, flurries, sleet, hail, and snow Snow SNOW would leave ANY pegasus worn out.
>Even the greatest flier ever given -(YAWN)- wings...
>All the other ponies in Ponyville have spent the week frolicking in your hard-made weather, and cozying up in their cottages sipping hot cider and chocolate. All while you've been busting your flank making it all happen.
>The others on the weather team also helped. A bit.
>You nose open your front door and stop in the front cloakroom to drop out of your lined vest and boots. At these temperatures even weather ponies need a little boost.
>You raise your bleary eyes and notice that you'd apparently forgotten to close the door to the inside.
"Great...just what I need right now. A frozen solid house..."
>You let another yawn tear free from your straining jaws and wipe a sleepy tear from your eye with a hoof.
"Whatever..."
>You trudge wearily into your front room and are almost knocked flat on your back by a wave of warmth and spicy smells.
"Huh-wha?"
>Your bone deep tiredness momentarily forgotten you walk into the room and look around in surprise.
>There's a three log fire roaring in your skystone hearth. The flames crackle cheerily and dance with warmth, leeching the ache from your overworked muscles.
>As you walk eagerly toward the hearth, something much more spellbinding catches your eye.
>Through the archway on your left you can see your dining room table practically groaning under the weight of hot, steaming full course meal.
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>mfw the writefags are so fucking active I can't keep up
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>>27677936
>Roasted kingshrooms in cranberry sauce. Poached asparagus with sunflower seeds and fried dandelion crisps. Grilled leek and pine nut soup garnished with almond cream.
>A torrent to rival the Rainbow Falls gushes through your mouth as your jaw hangs open in sheer awe.
>Then your eyes fall on the thick, folded parchment standing at the edge of the table.
>You force your stiff limbs to creak forward and grab the card. 'Rainbow Dash' is printed finely on the outside. You unfold it and begin to read.
>"Hey, Dash. I thought you'd be getting off soon and I wanted to make sure your place was warmed up for you by the time you got back."
>"Everyone knows how hard you've been working lately, and I thought you could use a pick me up."
>"I grabbed all the girls and we came up here and put together some stuff to ease you into your off time."
>"There's food on the table. (I'm starting to get good at this pony food) The fire's lit and burning strong, and there's a hot bath upstairs-"
>You immediately whip up the stairs as fast as your hooves can carry you.
>You throw open the bathroom door and slump to the floor overcome with emotion at the sight of the tub filled with bubbles and your rubber Tank toy billowing steam into the room.
>You look back down to the letter still clamped between your hooves as you drag yourself toward the awaiting nirvana.
>"We barely got it all done before the cloudwalking spell wore off, but we did it all. We cleaned the place up a bit too."
>The scented candles burning around the tub's edge lull you into soft trance as you begin to slide into the steaming hot water.
"OuaaAaauughhh...."
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>>27677948
>With the last guttering spark of your wits you read the last of the letter.
>"I'll come visit you tomorrow afternoon once I can get the spell cast again, and you're likely to be awake."
>"Twilight's magic will keep everything just like we had it until you walk through the door, so enjoy."
>"You may not hear it much from other ponies, and I know you claim to hate hearing it from me, but I love you Dashie. You really are the best."
>"-Anon"
>What a sap.
>Still, he can be a good guy sometimes.
>You may just have to surprise him tomorrow.
>You close your eyes with a smirk and sink into the soothing bubbles and comforting weightless heat.
>If he keeps this up you may just end up keeping him around.

[End]

>>27677947
The best sort of problem.
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>>27677960
FFFAAAAUUURRRKKKK
Damn, this is cute as hell. I was having kind of a shit day, so this was awesome to read. Good job Rosen.
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>>27677104
one of the comfiest/cutest greens I've ever read. Something about snow and Dash, it's just too perfect.
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>>27676439
I wonder how she'd react If I said to my girlfriend "I want to breed you".
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>>27676881
This is how murder/suicides happen
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>>27676117
Better. I wouldn't change anything else, actually. I've watched the Twilight version too, I'm surprised she has so few bumps, is Dash the most "bumper" pony?
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>>27671965
>you are dash
>holy mother of fuck your gonna fuck dis ape!
>you fuck the ape.
>pedos watching you anon beats the shit out of him.
>so you spit magic leaf jizz on his hands.
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>>27677104
I feel like a bit of conflict between Dash amd Anon might help the story along a bit, because right now it seems like theyre always on the same page. That being said, this is one of the best greens ITT, and I really love your characterization of Dash, you were always really good at that, so keep it going.
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>>27678743
Thanks for watching, any thoughts on the Twilight one or is it fine?

Scootaloo is up there in terms of bumps, Dash and her have the most. The CMC alone have around 20 and Scootaloo has around 10 separate from that. Dash has around 27, 30 if you include the Wingbumps and that Hoof-five with Fluttershy.

Twilight has far less than I thought too, it's essentially a Sunshine, Sunshine compilation. What I'm thinking is I'll do one each for the Main 6 which are lengthier due to context and then do one for all the hoofbumps in the show which are shorter like in the WebM version. I don't know though.

And since this is on Youtube, if there are any clips from the show or bits of dialogue you guys want that are somehow not on Youtube already, let me know and I'll see if I can upload them there.
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>>27677656
Dash is a very licky little pone.
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>>27679978
It's part of the headcanon I have for the story, it will get explained eventually.

>>27677695
“I have a lot of spare room…you know, for an apartment.”
>”And my wings are a bit…tired, thanks to you.
>She blushes, but manages to keep eye contact.
“So…if you can’t fly, you’re free to spend the night here.”
>She notices your nervousness and decides to poke some fun.
>”There you go stud. That wasn’t so hard was it?”
“Heheh…yeah I guess.”
>She scoots a bit closer to you.
>You scratch the back of your head in embarrassment.
“Sorry I guess I’m just not used to this stuff…”
>She moves to put her nose against yours, looking deep into your eyes.
>”I’m not either.”
*smooch
>You don’t think you’ll ever be able to get enough of her.
>You pull her into your chest and she willingly complies, keeping the tip of her nose against yours the whole time.
>She snorts and giggles, blowing some hot air against your face.
>Her hind legs wrap around your midsection and her tail hangs straight down as you stand up.
>You carry her over to the bed and gently lay her backwards on the sheets.
>She looks completely exhausted, but stares over at you with hungry eyes as you take your socks and shirt off.
>You smile and place a hand on her hoof for reference before turning off the lamp and climbing in bed next to her.
>Your world goes dark and immediately after you hit the mattress you feel her snuggle up to your chest.
>She still hadn’t showered so her unique odor was fairly pungent.
>Her hair tickled your face as she turns to face you.
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>>27680164
>Your hand finds the soft fur behind her ear and you begin scratching.
“Dash, I’ve been wondering…I’ve never seen you with a stallion before. Did you have any prior relationships?”
>She leans into your comforting scratching.
>”A few…but, none like this. I’ve never…gotten this far before.”
>Her scratchy voice cracks and you move a bit closer until your noses are touching.
>”H-how about you?”
”Same here. To be honest with you I’m flying blind right now.”
>”Heheh. Then we can fly together.”
>She moves to kiss the tip of your nose.
“You know, before today, I never thought you could be this sappy.”
>”I-I’m just…I’ve liked you for a while, and I thought…well I don’t know, I guess it just kinda happened.”
“I’m glad it did Dash.”
>You scratch her jawline with your thumb.
>”It did kinda surprise me when you went straight for the wing job though.”
>Wing job? Was that what it was called?
“You mean when I rubbed your wings, and you…”
>”Yeah. You didn’t know about those?”
>Your face heats up.
“No…I…thought that they weren’t that kind of sensitive.”
>”HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
>She pokes your chest with a fore hoof.
>”Wait…hahah…wait, so you’re telling me you thought you were working out a cramp or something!”
“Yeah…I don’t know, I just didn’t think you would come onto me like that I guess.”
>”Me? Come on to you? Dude! You straight up tongue twisted with me and got me all turned on with your…uhh…yeah. Then you offered to rub one out for me! That’s exactly what you said”
>Come to think of it that was true.
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Loving all the green in this thread
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>>27680187
“Oh gosh Dash, I never thought of it that way, I mean…I figured it out about half way through, but…I’m sorry.”
>”Don’t apologize! I’m not complaining about it.”
>She almost sounds mad that you said sorry.
“Well…you did still come onto me.”
>”When? Name one time where I’ve done that.”
>She sounds so confident in the face of obvious defeat.
>Your heart raced at the thought of where you were going to take the conversation. You were lucky she couldn’t see your flushed, nervous features in the dark.
“When you…uh…came.”
>”What’s that supposed to…oh.”
>You hear her feathers brush against the sheets as her wings begin to flare with increased blood flow.
“Yeah…and it was quite a bit if you don’t mind me saying.”
>”Well I couldn’t help it! You were just so…gah! What’d you think was going to happen!”
>She was so cute when she got all angry.
>You can tell she’s propped herself up on the bed to get a height advantage. It subconsciously made her feel less vulnerable.
“Hahaha. Don’t worry Dash I’m not blaming you. I knew something like that was going to happen, I was just surprised that you…had that much in you.”
>Your words diffused her and she sunk back down into the mess of sheets, still keeping her distance.
>”Oh…well, it kinda surprised me too, but then again I’ve never really had a…g-guy make me c-cum before.”
“Any girls?”
>You add a brow wiggle she can’t see.
>She smacks your chest.
>”Shut up dude you know what I mean!”
“Just messing with you Dash. Don’t worry I think it’s kinda cool actually.”
>”C-cool?”
“Yeah of course! I’ve never really heard of that happening before on my world, except in like porn and stuff. I don’t know if it’s normal here, but you got some serious range on your spurt.”
>Your bodies heat up in response to your descriptive wording; your heart races, hoping you hadn’t taken it too far.
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>>27680229
>”Y-yeah, of course! Would you expect anything less than the best from the Dash?”
>You feign amazement.
“Wow, I bagged the fastet flier and farthest cummer in all of Equestria!”
>She shuffles a bit to adjust around her slowly inflating wings.
>She was too flustered to recognize the sarcasm and it flies straight over her head.
>”I…yeah! I mean it’s not like I practice or anything, but I’m usually the best at most things!”
>This was too fun.
“I don’t know, I guess I always thought my cum shot pretty far, I never though that girls…or mares could do it too.”
>”What? You think you’re better than me?”
“Like I said, I don’t know. It’s not like I ever measured my own cumshot before.”
>”Mine shoots farther and you know it! You said yourself you were surprised!”
>Only your Rainbow Dash could turn splooge-shooting into a competition. It was pretty humorous actually.
>She wasn’t flustered by the sex talk as much as she was by the prospect of not being number one.
“Yeah, but only because I didn’t expect it. I always thought it just…dribbled out or something.”
>”I wasn’t even trying! I was just…uh…enjoying the…what you were doing! You kept me from cumming farther!”
>That was a stretch.
“Oh now it’s my fault? I gave you the orgasm in the first place!”
>”I didn’t know it was a competition! If I had I would’ve hooved myself off!”
“So you think you can come harder with your own hoof than with my nimble, dextrous fingers?
>She stutters a bit at the mental images you were planting in her head.
>”Well…y-yeah…a-as long as you stick to my wings…”
“Either way I could still come farther than you.”
>Now you were just stoking the fire to see what it would look like.
>”Nuh uh! Lets have a competition! Then we’ll see who’s really the best!”
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>>27680246
>Wow a cumming competition. That’s definitely original.
“A cumshot measuring competition?”
>”Yeah, and it’ll be all official with rules and stuff so you won’t be able to make excuses when you lose!”
“Don’t you think we’re taking this thing a bit fast?”
>She remembers your earlier conversation and she snaps out of her competitive demeanor.
>”W-well you just said you didn’t want me to get you off earlier…you wanted to…save it for the right time. With the competition, we’d keep our hooves to ourselves.”
>What she said made sense. Why not have a little fun while you get to know her?
>You almost feel guilty for turning her down earlier, she still sounded a bit disappointed.
“I just wanted to wait a bit before we…do it, you know, to get to know each other better.”
>”Dude we’ve been best friends for a long time, we already know everything about each other, that’s why things went as fast as they did.”
>She hit the nail on the head with that one.
>”I just felt guilty that you rubbed me out and I wanted to return the favor is all.”
“I thought you were going for…you know…sex.”
>She pulls herself closer to your chest and licks your chin.
>”If you wanted to I would’ve let you…stud.”
>Her sultry voice was almost too much to bear.
>”But when i said, ‘don’t keep me waiting long’ I was talking about licking you off.”
>Your heart and junk twinges a bit at the thought.
>You wrap your arms around her fuzzy shoulders and she licks your chin again.
“Dash, I’ve never met a girl as caring as you are.”
>She shuffles awkwardly at the compliment.
>”I just…I’ve been waiting for this for a long time.”
>You felt guilty for never noticing before.
“It’s ok, we’re together now.”
>She starts shaking in your arms.
>You pull her close so she tucks her head into your chest and you kiss her ears.
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>>27680254
>You hold her for a minute before you hear a sniffle.
>Was she crying?
>You muster the most compassionate voice you can.
“Dash, what’s wrong?”
>”I-I’ve w-wanted this s-so bad!” She manages between sobs.
>She’s openly crying now, you’ve never seen her cry like this before.
>You start massaging behind her ears to calm her down.
>Feeling her body rack with sobs makes you feel like crying.
>This was worse than getting kicked in the gut by Zephyr.
“Shh shh shh. Dash…I’m all yours, you don’t have to worry anymore…okay.”
>You grab her fore hoof and place it around your waist before going back to her ears.
“See, I’m right here, and I’m not going anywhere.”
>You hold her close while she rides out the tidal wave of emotion.
>She must have really liked you for a long time. The only other reason you could imagine her crying like this is if a friend or family member died or something.
>What she said before was right, you’d already known each other inside and out for at least a year. You were best friends. Now you were something more.
>But that didn’t mean you had to wipe the slate clean and start over.
>She’s still the same Dash you know and love, now you just get to see another side of her.
>You get to be closer than a simple friendship would allow.
>And that’s exactly what you wanted.
>The brunt of her crying is over, only the occasional sob rocked through your bodies in the darkness.
“Rainbow Dash. I meant what I said earlier in the park.”
>You pause a second to let her think.
“I love you.”
>Those three words make her body twitch with excitement.
>She moves up and you wipe the tears from her cheeks.
>She puts a hoof on the side of your face and presses her nose to your upper lip before sniffling.
>“I love you too.”
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>>27677960
That was sweet.
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>>27680267
This is really cute, and this >>27677104 takes the entire fucking cake. Stop it, my heart can't take anymore.
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Damn mobius, you're on a roll.
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Oh shit page 10
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What are you doing on this page?
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So much great green, thank you writefags!
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>>27680825
>accidentally left Sage in the name field
Oops.
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>>27678743
I know you said nothing else really needed to be changed but I couldn't really help myself.
I think this might be the final thing, but I'm still open to feedback so if you think this is actually worse, just let me know.

Sorry I just keep linking Youtube videos here
https://youtu.be/JiH0XmBmgHo
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>>27680229
>I don’t know if it’s normal here, but you got some serious range on your spurt
HAH
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>>27680267
Aww
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>>27680267
>You pull her mouth against yours and hold the kiss.
>You don’t pivot to deepen the kiss, you were both fully aware that doing something too drastic would lead you both down a path from which there was no return.
>Content with your simple kiss, you both smack back and forth with moist lips, enjoying every little sensation and taste.
>You carry on for a while until Dash yawns, blowing hot Dash-breath across your face.
>You snort a bit and she giggles.
>You kiss a few more times before she tucks her muzzle to the crook of your neck.
>Fingers still massaged behind her ears and you hear a content sigh.
>Her ears flicker across your jaw and her hooves gently knead your belly and arms as her system slowly winds down.
>Your hands find real estate on her lower back and shoulder, scratching lightly with your fingers.
>Nostrils take in the soothing scents of their partners and you are coaxed to sleep.
>Suddenly Dash’s belly gurgles lightly and she lets out a short burp.
>A smile crosses your face and you just hug her tighter.
>What a hell of a day.
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>>27680999
Witnessed.

>>27681230
I didn't ask for these feels. Damn bruh, you're good. I'm jelly.
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>>27680869
So this is like #2 but including wingbumps too, right? I like this version better, even though the title is less accurate now.
As for the other compilations, I don't think Rarity and Fluttershy's Pinkie Promise is a hoofbump (0:23 in Rarity's video, 0:14 in Fluttershy's). It just look like they are raising their hooves, they are drawn too close and the animators didn't bother to fix the scene. Other than that, I think all the videos are OK, I wouldn't change anything else.
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>>27681230
Aww, cute
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>>27681340
Yeah it's like #2 but with a few differences and those additions.

>they are drawn too close and the animators didn't bother to fix the scene
Yeah, that's something I was thinking too, but there's a distinct *clop* sound as they appear to touch hooves, so I decided to include it. If you still disagree I could pretty easily remove it desu

Thanks for watching them senpai, appreciate it
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>>27681230
So cute, so comfy.
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>>27681230
>You open your eyes to see your dimly lit ceiling.
>The first thing that you notice is that the soothing smell that coaxed you to sleep was still there, snuggled up on your chest.
>Her rhythmic breathing told you she was still in deep sleep.
>It takes you a moment to realize your covers are down at your feet.
>The warmth surrounding you was all thanks to your bed mate.
>At some point in the night, you shifted and she ended up laying across your chest, her wings spread over your body and thighs.
>One of her hind legs stuck out and hooked over yours
>You look down and steal a peak at the blue mass attached to you.
>Her eyelids fluttered in REM and her tail occasionally twitched and brushed across the matted sheets.
>Each exhale hot-blasted a small piece of sheet against the mattress, it popped back towards her nose upon inhale then repeated.
>You never thought it would be this interesting to watch a pony sleep.
>You look over at the clock and notice it reads close to 10 AM. You slept a lot longer than you normally did and had a good idea why.
>Luckily Dash had the weekend off and you didn’t have to wake her.
>Your hand slowly emerges from the sea of multicolored hair splayed out across your side.
>Careful not to wake her, you gently stroke the side of her exposed neck.
>She was facing away from you so you it made it a bit easier to go undetected.
>The pads of your fingers trace across her short fur, contouring along the skin underneath.
>You make your way from the base of her ear to the top of her shoulder, then repeat, careful to never stroke against the grain of her fur.
>You stroke a slightly different line each time, as if you’re plowing a field.
>The mare shuffled a bit and twitched her ear, subconsciously pleased by your touch.
>After a dozen or so strokes you feel something: a small bump under her hair.
>You graze over it again to narrow down the spot in her perfectly hued sea of fur.
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>>27682126
your writing is going to kill me. I'm seriously just going to get nasal hemophilia and diabetes and die in my chair if I keep reading.
continue please
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>>27682157
That's why the word dashabetes is in the title
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>>27682126
>you will never pet or cuddle a pone
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>>27682126
A bump?
Investigate further
turns out she was a Alicorn all along
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>>27682318
No its her leftover testical
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>>27682126
>It was really small, and if it wasn’t your sensitive fingertips brushing her, you would’ve easily missed it.
>Isolating the spot, you carefully spread her fur apart.
>Naked white skin stared back at you.
>It was a bit unusual seeing that color on her. Pegasi only shed hair or feathers when molting, and you hadn’t known Dash long enough to go experience that.
>Her blue fuzz so evenly covered her, you almost forgot it was fur.
>But there it was, white skin at your fingertips, plain as day.
>Your attention shifts to the slightly slick hair spanned between your index finger and thumb.
>Her hair was much a much deeper blue near the ends, and as it got closer to the follicle it got lighter and lighter in hue until it turned completely white a few millimeters from her skin.
>You do some math and figure the overlay of the two produced the azure color you came to love.
>Despite these interesting revelations, you didn’t find the one thing you were looking for.
>You make a dead reckoning and move up a bit on her neck, parting her fur again, this time revealing a small freckle.
>It was the diameter of a small pea and was slightly darker than the rest of her skin. Four wayward hairs sparsely populated the perfect blemish.
“Didn’t know you ponies had these.” You whisper to your unconscious companion.
>Upon closer inspection the hairs were in fact darker than their counterparts, they were just so thinly spaced you couldn’t see them in her smooth surface of fur.
>Your index finger snakes down and pokes it gently; the area turns whiter than its surroundings, then red from your pressure.
>It felt just like one of yours.
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>>27682392
>The way you made connections in this alien world still boggled you.
>Withdrawing your finger, you smooth down her hair again and comb through it a few times with your fingernails to straighten it out.
>With all trace of your intrusion gone, you make a mental note of it’s location on her geography before leaning back into your pillow.
>Had to same some exploring for later.
>You bring your hand to your face and rub your fingers together, gliding them across an invisible sheen of Dash’s skin oil.
>It had been at least thirty-two hours since Dash had showered, so her fur wasn’t as fluffy as it normally was. Oil had greased it down a little, making it stick together in small clumps.
>It wasn’t enough to notice just by looking at it, but it sure felt different.
>Twilight told you that all pegasi produced a lot of body oil to keep their hair aerodynamic and feathers waterproof.
>Dash had told you the only pegasi who did that were the ‘wierdo-nature ponies’ that ‘smell like the backside of a manticore.’
>She told you she washed it sometimes twice a day like most pegasi so others wouldn’t turn a foul nose to her odor.
>The only time she didn’t was when she was preparing for a competition and she needed the extra streamlining.
>You bring your fingers to your nose and detect her spicy scent.
>Ponies were weird, you don’t really see why she needs to shower if that’s what’s concerning her.
>It actually smells kinda nice…wait. Didn’t she say something like that to you last night?
>Whatever. Too much thinking.
>Your fingers continue to gently stroke her until her heartbeat and breathing begin to lull you back to sleep.
>They finally come to rest on her frame, and you whisper a parting promise to your snoozing mare before you drift off.
“I’m going to find every one of those freckles…”
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>>27681496
>If you still disagree I could pretty easily remove it
I still don't think it's a hoofbump, but better wait for a second opinion to break the tie before removing them.
>Thanks for watching them
Nah, thank you for doing them. I like this kind of compilations, so I'm glad you're doing them.
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>>27682483
>You were running for your life.
>The forest path ahead was dark, but defined.
>Your legs sprinted over roots and rocks.
>One hand was up by your head to block wayward branches from putting out an eye.
>The other clutched a handgun.
>Your head was on a swivel, vigilant of the wolves that stalked you not far behind.
>The path straightened out and you relax your guard for a moment.
>A silent flash of glistening teeth launching out of the bushes to your right jolts you back to the moment as you fire the pistol at the attacker.
>He’s down in two shots, but you lose your balance and trip head over heels.
>Another wolf appears down the trail you came from, you level at him and fire.
>Nothing happens, your pistol stove piped after the last shot.
>You clear the jam quickly and put a bullet through the top of it’s head.
>Now, more wolves approached from all angles.
>You turned and fired at every one of them until only one remained.
>But the pistol was locked back on an empty chamber and you had no more ammo left.
>Your heart races as you see hunger flash through the creatures eyes. It lunges at you with a growl and you throw your arms up in defense.
>But instead of a crushing bite you feel a gentle nip.
>You lower your guard and it nuzzles your fingertips.
>What.
>In an instant you’re awake. You jerk your head up in a panic and catch Rainbow in the middle of…playing with your hands?
>She jumps at your sudden movement, but quickly freezes.
>She’s now laying on her back against across your chest.
>One of your hands had been placed on her belly and she was holding the other in her hooves, her muzzle was buried in your palm.
>Your eyes move up to meet hers and notice a blush form on her face.
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>>27682953
“Dash. What’re you doing?” You say groggily.
>She’s obviously been caught with her hoof in the cookie jar, but she doesn’t release your appendage.
>”I…woke up a while ago and then your fingers started twitching…so, I…wanted to see how they worked.”
>You suddenly remember what happened in your dream and you become concerned.
“I didn’t flail around and hurt you did I?”
>She furrows her brow.
>”No…why would you?”
>Whew, that’s a relief.
“Weird dream is all.”
>She drops your hand to her chest and grins.
>”I’ll say dude! These little guys were trying to run a marathon or something!”
>Mhmm
“And, you thought you could get free belly rubs from it?”
>She looks guilty.
>”Ahh…well, that wasn’t exactly…”
“C’mere!”
>You launch up and wrap an arm around her rump and neck, pulling her closer to you.
>Your blank look morphs into a twisted grin.
“You’re gonna have to pay for those belly rubs Miss Dash!”
>She finally gets the gist of what you’re doing but it’s too late to escape.
>You bring your head into her belly and buzz your lips into the sensitive flesh.
>”BAWHAHAHAHAHA! STAAAP! STA-HAHAHAP!”
>Your head wiggles side to side, soaking her flexing abdominals with vibrations.
>She kicks wildly, but your’e too far past her defenses for her to leverage any strength.
>”HAHAHAHAHA! ANON! ANOOOOON! HAHA! STAAAAAAAP!”
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>>27682981
>You pause for a second and look up at her.
>She’s trying to catch her breath and has the biggest playful smile you’ve ever seen.
>Her loving eyes warm you through and through.
>”Ano ha…Anon…stop! I’s not fair!”
>She moves her fore legs to the side of your head in an attempt to push you off.
>Your twisted grin just gets bigger.
“On the contrary my Dash…”
>”No no no no no no wait wait…”
“…I charge five seconds of tickling to rub a mares belly…”
>Her pleading falls on deaf ears.
>”…Anon Anon listen, hold on…”
“…five more seconds if the mare has wings…”
>”…please just…haha! Don’t! I’m not ready!…”
“…ten more seconds if she’s got beautiful eyes…”
>”…Anooooon! hahaha! I won’t do it again!…”
“…twenty more seconds if she’s got an adorable snout…”
>”…hahaha! I’m not..ahah! I’m not adorable! haha!…”
“…and an extra full minute if her name is Rainbow Dash…”
>…noooo! Anon! You can’t…hah! You can’t do that! Hahaha!”
>You wait for her to settle down and accept her fate.
>Her laughter had weakened her.
>She writhes and bucks, but your strategic position kept you firmly locked in place.
>She mikes one final push and grunt but doesn’t succeed in budging your head.
>Her hooves drop to her chest in defeat and her smiling eyes stare at you expectantly.
>Looks like she’s ready to pay up now.
“Because I love you I won’t charge interest.”
>You resume your belly tickling and struggle to contain the little fireball in your arms.
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>>27682483
>>Twilight told you that all pegasi produced a lot of body oil to keep their hair aerodynamic and feathers waterproof.
>>Dash had told you the only pegasi who did that were the ‘wierdo-nature ponies’ that ‘smell like the backside of a manticore.’
Kek'd
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>>27683047
It just keeps getting more adorable with every post.
Keep it up mobius
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>>27682981
MY HEART
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>>27682953
>>27682981
>>27683047
This sequence is pure gold. Well done, Mobius.
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>>27682483
This utter amount of detail about dashes fur of all things is why this is my favorite fix of all time.
No one really goes into the kind of detail of how alien the ponies really are to us.

I hope to see more of this curiosity on dashes side too....
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>>27683047
>”HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
>You lay her on her back and free your hands to attack other areas.
>They snake towards the pits of her forelegs, digging into the hot, sweaty fur underneath them.
>”NOOO! HAHA! NOT THERE! HAHAHA!”
>She wiggles her fore legs to try and throw you but has no luck.
>She resorts to clenching her pits shut in the hopes of immobilizing your hands.
>All it did was trap your wiggling fingers closer to her body.
>”HAHAHAHAHAHA ANON IT’S TOO MUCH!”
“About a minute to go.”
>You pull your hands from her heated pits and move them underneath her wings.
>”NNOOOOHOHOHO!”
>Your fingers start wiggling across the seldom-touched fur of her wing pits.
>She manages to trap one arm between her hind legs and pulls it from the battle.
>You put your mouth back on her belly to compensate.
>She explodes with laughter again and tries to roll out from under the torrent of tickles.
>You can’t contain her this time.
>She struggles to her feet before you can wrestle her back down.
>But you catch a single fore leg and halt her retreat.
>”Anon-ha! Lemme go!”
“No!”
>”I’m gonna get you back then!”
>She tackles your torso to the mattress and begins digging her muzzle into your neck, looking for her favorite ticklish spot.
>You feel her pinfeathers rake up your sides, attempting to infiltrate your armpits.
>Friction creates heat and sheets fly as you writhe around, neither allowing the other to gain the advantage.
>You finally manage to pin her back to the mattress and her forelegs above her head, coming to an impasse of strength as you put your nose on hers.
>You exchange hot breath at close range, you both could benefit from brushing your teeth.
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>>27683519
“Stop struggling! You still owe me ten seconds!
>”Come and take ‘em hotshot!”
>Her more nimble form manages to get her hind legs on your abdomen and she pushes you off.
>She springs to her hooves in a flurry of white sheets with a confident grin.
>”Not so tough now are ya!”
>She starts walking towards you, now wise to all your tricks.
>Well…not all of them.
>In a risky gamble you dive for her foreleg and capture it.
>She springs her trap and digs her muzzle into your now exposed armpit, aligning her torso with yours.
>She purrs her lips and laughter racks your body.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA!”
>Attempting to move, you find that her hind legs are latched around with the force of a hungry alligator. One of her forelegs was wrapped over your shoulder, pulling herself in to chow down on your sensitive flesh.
>This was a critical situation, there wasn’t much you could do about it.
>Except that she seemed to forget about her other fore hoof.
>You shift control of her appendage to your unaffected hand and move the other to try and combat her wet muzzle.
“DAAAASH! HAHAHAHAHA!”
>You muster all your resolve and set your sights on your only chance of rescue.
>Fighting the laughter, you pull her hoof to your mouth and nibble on her soft under hoof.
>Her ministrations stop in an instant.
>You seize the moment and roll her over, clenching her fore hoof between your arms.
>”NOOOOO!”
>You start back nibbling and tickling on her frog. It was surprisingly clean for the pony equivalent of a foot.
>You succeed in immobilizing her before she can mount a counter attack.
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>>27683534

>”HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!”
>She gasps for air in-between bouts of laughter.
>Her mistake. Shouldn’t have left a vulnerability exposed.
>She was out of commission now, just laying on her back, completely numbed by the sensation.
>It allowed your to climb out of your strategic position and lay next to her—as long as you kept constant pressure with your lips.
>”HAHAHAHA! ANON YOU SAID TEN HAHAHAHA! TEN SECONDS!”
>She’s right, but you’re going out with a finale.
>You snatch her bucking hind leg out of the air and shift to nibble on it, transferring control of her fore hoof to your fingers.
>”NOO-HAHAHA! IT HURTS! HAHAHAHA!”
>She stops bucking that leg out of fear of hitting you in the face.
>The courtesy isn’t lost on you and you buzz your lips in appreciation.
>A final massive wave of laughter racks her body, leaving her breathless.
>You relent, still keeping control of her two hooves.
>She looks over to you with a heavy-breathing grin and wild eyes.
>You smile smugly at her.
“Your bill has been paid in full Ma’am.”
>”*hugh…You promise?”
>Her eyes were wide, her body tense with anticipation.
“I promise.”
>She lets her guard down and rests her head on the mattress.
>She didn’t care that you still had two of her weak points under your control, you promised you wouldn’t tickle her any more and she believed you.
>You take the time to compare her hooves.
>Her rear hoof was slightly bigger with a deeper set frog, her fore hoof was narrow and had a puffy frog—probably for holding things.
>You let go of her hooves and they drop dead to the mattress.
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DAMN MOBIUS
TAKE A BREATHER BEFORE YOU BURN YOURSELF OUT
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>>27683553
I like these little moments with him just learning everything he can about her body.
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>>27684196
I want to make a family with Rainbow Dash.
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>>27684252
Same to be honest family
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I finally got back into town and have real working internet celebratory storytime:

>Target aquired
>You move stealthily through the bushes on the outskirts of Sector Beta.
>No sentries are currently visible, but you know they're there.
>The doors leading to the underground entrance of the large red painted facility are suspiciously flung wide.
>No way you're falling for that.
>You tug gently on the side of the full body black spandex covering your lithe form to get the kinks out near your wings.
>Mission Start.
>You dive out from your cover and silently snap your wings open. You glide like a shadow mere inches off of the ground.
>Quicker than thought you tuck your wings back and roll behind the nutritional dispersal unit next to Animal Enclosure Alpha.
>You poke your head up, but then quickly duck back down as you catch a glimpse of a large bow bouncing above the fence across the enclosure.
>You KNEW they were there.
>You creep like a cat around the enclosure in the opposite direction and pop your head up again.
>You see the bow meet the top of a stetson close to where you were mere moments before.
>"Anything to report?"
>"Uhm, nothin' yet Sis. Ah'm gonna check 'round the back of the farmhouse again."
>"Ahffirmative. Keep yer guard up."
>The bow and the stetson move off toward the facility and Sector Foxtrot respectively.
"All too easy."
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>>27684824
>You jump, tuck, roll, and dive away from the enclosure and shimmy underneath the, uh, Primary Chicken...no, Poultry Development Annex. Yeah.
>The next part's gonna be tricky.
>There's a large open space between your current hidey hole and the low window on the wall of the facility.
>You take a deep breath and shoot out into the open covering the distance as quickly as only you can...
-Clip Clop Clip Clop-
>Hoofsteps approaching fast! Heavy ones...you don't have time to reach the window!
>You stop near the outer wall and silently hop on your hooftips in frustration looking every which way for cover.
>Wait! There!
>Just as the hooves reach the near corner of the ba-er-facility, you squirt under a nearby brown box.
"I'm a GENIUS."
>The heavy hooves come into view through the hoof-slit on the box. The Red Commander.
>You hold your breath as the hooves stop right next to you.
>C'mon. Go ahead. Nothin' to see here...
>The hooves start to move again after a moment. Off around the other side of the facility.
>You wipe away some of the cold sweat seeping throught the cowl covering your mane and forehead.
>In one fluid motion you slip out from under the box, three feet to the side and then up and over the window sill.
>Buck yeah! You managed to minimize your visible profile as much as possible just like in the Daring Do books.
>The interior of the nefarious elixer production facility is dimly lit by a few hanging lamps. The smell of straw and dust lingers in the dry air.
>There. Across the main room in the back corner is the ground level entrance to the...the, uh...horseapples, what would A.K. Yearling call it?
>The Elixir Distillation Laboratory. Home of the infamous Dr. Jackhat!
>Your whole body quivers in anticipation of besting your greatest nemesis.
"The Elixir will be MINE! Your days of apple despotism are soon to end, Dr. Jackhat!"
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>>27684841
>Whispering this pep talk gets your blood going, and you pick your way across the room on hooftip.
>Just as you're about to begin your way down the steps to the laboratory, you snatch your hoof back from the fine black string you almost didn't notice.
>Your eyes follow the string across the doorway, through an eyebolt and up to the roof of the facility where it's attatched to a large cluster of metal implements.
>That would've caused a huge racket if you'd tripped it. Nice try, Comrade Bowfilly. Better luck next time!
>After stepping over the tripwire, you roll quietly down the first few stairs and flip hooves up to squeeze in between the stair slats.
>You gently lower yourself into the welcoming shadows beneath the staircase.
>Your eyes adjust to the even dimmer light flowing from the singular lamp on the worktable across the way.
>A series of thumps fills the air as you watch Dr. Jackhat seal the lid onto the latest finished barrel of Elixer.
>Your heartbeat quickens and your mouth begins to salivate...at the thought of Victory, of course.
>"Whew, last one for today. Should be enough to be startin' with when we open the stand tomorrow. 'less that fool of a pony has 'em lined up 'round the town again."
>Your nemesis sighs and trots over to the ramp leading up and out to the open ground above.
>After a few moments you hear the large doors swing closed and a heavy padlock clunk into place between the handles.
>Every fiber of your being begs you to make your move, but you can't. Not yet. Gotta be patient.
>Your virtue is rewarded when only a few seconds later Comrade Bowfilly comes quickly down the stairs and starts to methodically check over the room.
>You flatten yourself on the ground as much as possible and watch her movements closely through almost closed eyelids.
>She'll never think to look over here. There's no physical cover, just the shadows collected beneath the staircase.
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>>27684866
>Sure enough, she thoroughly checks around every nook and cranny formed by the objects in the room. Even under the table, in empty barrels, and even the ceiling.
>Heh, clever. But not clever enough!
>Finally she shrugs and trots back up the stairs followed by the sounds of the upper door closing and a bolt latch ramming home.
>Now. NOW is the time. Time to savor your sweet Sweet VICTORY!
>You stand and walk toward the elixer containment device. It's golden applewood exterior mutely reflecting the room's meager light in a sort of humble golden radience.
>You've waited so long. You reach your trembling hoof toward your prize and watch in frozen horror as a loop of rope falls around your hoof and cinches tight.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
>"GOTCHA YA THIEVIN' FLYPONY!"
>The room goes dark as somepony blows out the wick in the lamp behind you, and you get launched sideways as somepony (buck you Dr. Jackhat) tackles you from behind the nearby barrels.
>She must've come in while you were watching Comrade Bowfilly and hidden.
>Well, this is a bust. Still no reason for you to lose a wrestling match.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"
>You bellow your war cry and thow yourself into the fray.
>War never changes.

FIN
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>>27676881

I decided to show it from Dash's perspective this time.

>Be Anon
>And it’s finally the weekend
>After the events of last week you’re really looking forward to doing nothing
>Not that it really matters
>You can’t go out anywhere
>Most of the ponies are deathly afraid of you, so generally you just get kicked out of bars and stores
>Which means the cash that you don’t end up forking over to Dash for groceries and other necessities is essentially useless
>But hey at least you’ll be able to get a jump start on next week’s work
>You’re scaling up a sleeping potion to knock out a group of manticores.
>Zecora said they needed to be moved.
>The math was supposed to get pretty hairy due to the fact that reactants were consumed at varying rates.
>Giving a contented sigh you took a sip of your coffee and began reading through your reactants list.
>CRASH
>You gave a small start, nearly spilling the nectar of life in your hands
>Son of a bitch that was loud
>”Ohh Celestia, Somepony help!”
>Damn. That sounded like Rainbow.
>She probably crashed pretty hard.
>...well you could get up and do something about it
>Or you could just say fuck it.
>Yeah. Fuck it. Not your problem. One of her friends will handle it.
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>>27684932
>Turning back to your work you began reading again
>”A-anon! Are you home?”
>You’re not listening.
>”Anon I need help! I can’t get up!”
>You’re still not listening.
>”Please!”
>FUCK.
>If you don’t do something you’ll feel like an asshole.
>And you hate feeling like an asshole.
“Yeah, hold on, I’m coming!”
>Getting out of your chair you made your way to the kitchen and grabbed a small first aid kit.
>Then you stalked over to the door
>Opening up you looked around and saw...a small crater?
>What the fuck? Did she hit the ground at mach 1 or something?
>Wait. Shit that’s actually possible!
>Hurtling down the stairs you approached the edge of the crater
>Peering into it you saw a bloodied Rainbow Dash at the bottom.
>She was holding a hoof to her thigh, sealing a pretty big gash
>Her wings seemed to have lost a few feathers, and her hooves and face were pretty cut up
>By the looks of it she was holding back tears
“Dash! Up here!”
>She looked up at you
>”You...you came?”
>Yeah you can’t believe it either.
>Carefully as you could, you hopped down into the crater
>Jeez. It was about as deep as your waist.
>That’s kind of impressive considering Rainbow’s size
>Kneeling down you opened up the small box and pulled out some gauze, alcohol and tape.
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>>27684942

“Let me see the cut.”
>”I- I can’t! It’ll start bleeding again!”
“Yeah, and I’m gonna patch it up. Now move your hoof.”
>Nervously, Rainbow complied.
>True to her word, a small trickle of blood began flowing out.
>You deftly unscrewed the cap of the disinfectant and poured a bit on the gauze.
>Then you began wrapping it around her mutilated thigh
>As you worked Dash’s face contorted in pain, and the tears she was holding back actually started flowing
>Finally you taped it off, making sure to avoid sticking it to her fur
“Alright. Any other bad ones?”
>She shook her head.
“Can you fly?”
>”I..I don’t think so. My wings hurt if I open them.”
>Screwing the cap back on, you closed up the first aid kit, and tossed it out of the hole.
“Alright. Hold still then..”
>Reaching around her barrel, you pulled the prismatic pegasus close.
>Using your other hand you made sure to support her hind leg, and hoisted her up out of the small hole.
>Then you placed her on the grass, and jumped out yourself.
>Lifting her up once more you made your way back inside
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>>27684950
>10 Minutes later
>Be Rainbow Dash.
>Celestia, this is by far the most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to you.
>Not only did you crash, but you hurt yourself and had to ask Anon for help.
>ANON!
>Out of everypony on the planet why did it have to be him?
>God he’s just so...so...well you don’t even know!
>You just don’t like him!
>Well kinda.
>He does know how to give a good licking
>And he is taking care of you right now
>Oh and he lets you sleep in his bed
>Which is really comfy...
>But...you still don’t like him!
>His face just makes you wann-OW!
”Hey! Watch it with the burning stuff!”
>”Rainbow, I have to disinfect the cuts. Just deal with it. You’re a tough pony, right?”
>You ARE a tough pony.
>But that doesn’t mean you like getting hurt.
>As you watched him work you felt a mix of emotions build up in you
>A little bit of fear, mixed with anger.
>Lots of anger
>And maybe a bit of arousal?
>”There. You should be good. Staying off that hoof for a bit is a good idea. And I wouldn’t fly either. You probably wanna hit the hospital at some point when you’re feeling up to moving again.”
>Getting up he turned around and walked over to the small kitchen table.
>Plopping down in his chair he looked at you one more time
>”Tell me if you need something.”
>With that he turned and looked down at a bunch of papers
>Stretching your neck you tried to get a better look at what he was doing
>By the looks of it there was some math, and...a book titled “Reagents and Reactions” ?
>Was...he working?
>Who works on a Saturday?!
>And this wasn’t even logged time!
>Jeez what a nerd!
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>>27684965
>...
>Okay you’re bored.
”Anon!”
>”Hm?”
“I’m bored!”
>He looked up from his papers towards you
>”Want a book?”
>A book?
>You...kinda didn’t feel like reading
“No, I wanna do something.”
>”’Do something.’ Right well when you figure out what, go ahead and tell me.”
>With that he turned back to his papers
>It’s like...like he’s ignoring you!
>He can’t do that!
>It's Anon! He’s not allowed to just ignore you!
>...
“My leg hurts.”
>”Want some ibuprofen?”
“Uh...no.”
>Damn.
>Oh maybe you could get him to carry you to the bedroom!
“I’m sleepy…”
>”There’s a pillow on the couch, Dash.”
“No! I can’t sleep here!”
>Anon sighed
>”Well where else are you supposed to sleep?”
“Your room.”
>He stared at you for a minute
>It honestly looked like he was getting kinda mad.
>”I’m not carrying you to my room. Sleep on the couch, Dash. I’m busy.”
>Wha...but he can’t do that!
“Will you please just do it? I can’t sleep here. Your couch sucks!”
>He just kept reading those stupid papers.
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>>27684977
“Anon!”
>Silence.
“Are you even listening to me?”
>Huffing he turned to you
>”Yes! I’m listening! The entirety of Equestria is fucking listening! And I’m telling you to deal with it!”
“I...well. You’re a dick!”
>”I’m a dick!? Dammit Rainbow! I should have left you out there! I didn’t have to haul your ass out of that hole!”
>...
>Left you out there?
>In the hole…
>Bleeding.
>Alone.
>Sure you were surprised when he came out so quick, but he wouldn’t have just left you all alone right?
>He’d never just up and leave. He couldn’t! He had nowhere to go…
>You think...
“Wait..um. You wouldn’t really have done that. Right? Left me there?”
>Looking up from his work he turned and stared at you.
>Rolling his eyes he sighed
>”No, Dash, I probably wouldn’t have.”
>As you sat contemplating his response you felt a sort of empty pit growing in your stomach
>Each minute Anon spent staring at those papers made the pit grow larger and larger.
>And as it did, you felt yourself growing more and more frustrated.
>You weren’t quite sure why. You just knew you were mad.
>At Anon. And at those papers. And at everything here.
“Fine! Don’t talk to me! Like I care, you faggot!”
>Anon just turned a page in his book and kept reading
>Looking around the couch you noticed the pillow Anon mentioned.
>Grabbing it, you took aim and threw it at the stupid ape sitting across the room
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>>27684991

>It smacked into the side of his head with a pathetic “pomf”
>Turning to you he raised an eyebrow
>”Need something?”
>Before you could respond you noticed something in the corner of your eye
>A projector!
>Oh yeah, you’d forgotten he’d asked you for one
“I-uh...wanna watch a movie.”
>”Which one?”
“I dunno. Something with action? Oh! Do you have any Daring Do?”
>”Yeah. You bought the box set with the rest of the money I gave you for the projector. Remember?”
>Whoops?
>Well DD is a classic. You have to have it.
“Great! Can you, ya know?”
>Anon got to his feet and began setting up the projector.
>And...for some reason that pit in your tummy seemed shrink.
>Finally finishing the setup, Anon closed the blinds and began making his way over to the table.
>But. No! He’s not gonna work!
“Anon!”
>”What?”
“You’re gonna watch with me.”
>”I need to get this done. Just watch on your own.”
>No! The papers aren’t gonna taking your Anon!
>Or...not your Anon, but the Anon.
>Just...him in a general sense!
>Yeah. That.
>Why are you justifying this to yourself?
“Can’t you do it tomorrow? Please!”
>He looked towards the papers and sighed.
>”Yeah. Fine.”
>Walking over, he went to sit in an armchair.
“Wait! Uh. You won’t be able to see from there. You should sit here.”
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>>27684998
>Be Anon
>Goddamnit Dash is being annoying today
>”Wait! Uh. You won’t be able to see from there. You should sit here.”
>She gestured to the seat next to her.
>What the hell?
>Why can’t she just let you be and sulk in her corner?
>Might as well humor her, otherwise she’ll just pester you.
>And god forbid she start feeling better.
>Who knows what she might decide to do.
>Pacing over you sat down where she gestured.
>As you sat watching this movie for the...well who knows how manyth time, you noticed Rainbow staring at you with her usual look
>A mix of contempt, anger and detached interest
>...
>What did you even do?
>You patch her up, give her a place to relax for a while and she’s still giving you the stink eye
>And didn’t she wanna watch the movie?
“What happened to watching the movie, Dashie?”
>”Just..shut up!”
>Wow.
>Alrighty then.
>Looking back towards the screen you watched as Daring Do found a treasure map in a pawn shop.
>Honestly it would be pretty cool to go on an adventure.
>Maybe not one that dangerous but still…
>Glancing down you noticed Dash was still staring at you
>You could point it out again…
>Buuut it would probably just prompt her to yell at you again
>As you sat, you felt Rainbow shift and shimmy closer to you.
>After another minute or so, she pulled herself into your lap.
>...but y tho?
>Whatever. She’s happy, you’re tired and she’s got a fucked up leg
>You’ll let her have this
>Well it’s not like you don’t let her have anything but, whatever.
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>>27685002

>Be Rainbow Dash
>That pit is gone now.
>And...you’re really warm
>Anon is warm.
>He smells like paper and ink and old books.
>This is nice.
>You don’t even care about the movie that much
>You’ve seen it like a thousand times anyways
>Looking at your ‘chair’ you noticed his hand.
>Hehe, that thing is so weird.
>But in a good way
>Like it’s fun to...uh...do stuff with.
>Reaching out your hoof you grabbed it
>Anon gave you a kinda freaked out look but other than that he didn’t stop you
>Bringing it up close to your face you took a long look at it
>The little digits coming off it looked like they had a little blood on em,
>Wait...that was probably yours.
>Jeez what happens if one of these gets hurt?
>Man it must be horrible!
>Pulling the thing close you gripped his ‘forearm’?
>Yeah that’s what he’d called it.
>As you held it, you felt Anon wiggle his fingers and...Oooh that felt nice!
>Leaning back into his chest...you felt an urge.
>He...he needed to hug you better!
>Gingerly moving your leg, you oriented yourself so that you could grab his other arm
>Reaching out, you took hold of it and maneuvered it so that laying on your tummy
>Taking the hint, Anon pressed you back into him
>And you felt fireworks go off in your chest
>Your face heated up and you gave a contented sigh.
>...you still don’t like him…
>Probably.
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>>27685014
>Be Anon.
>This...actually wasn’t that bad.
>You basically spent the rest of the day watching stupid movies
>The two of you didn’t say all that much to each other.
>At one point Dash fell asleep.
>It was kinda cute
>Your pants have drool on them now…
>But still. It was cute.
>You wish she’d be like this more often.
>Oh well…
>Wishful thinking.


So there's that. Hope you guys like this segment.
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>>27684932

'It' being the relationship.

It would be lame if I wrote the same sex scene from Dash's POV.
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>>27685028
Fun stuff. Never thought of Dash as tsundere, but it's not bad. Thanks Anon.
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>>27684885
Jesus Rosen, my sides.
>FIN
You thieving, talented fuck.
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>>27685147
Thought you'd like that. LOL
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I'm curious, what's your guys' favorite dash-related song? My personal favorite hails from the days when I had gigs of pony music saved, and probably is one of the reasons she's my waifu today. The hard drive on which it was has since died, but it's still of youtube.
https://youtu.be/NYaQa0TpUNc
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>>27686350
Would it be too obvious if I just said Loyalty? Because I'm saying Loyalty.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aaojFmFnNKE

But t-b-h I think even completely unrelated songs can be dash-related too if you listen to them the proper way.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3eT464L1YRA
>Baby, you're all that I want
>When you're lyin' here in my arms
>I'm findin' it hard to believe
>We're in heaven
>And love is all that I need
>And I found it there in your heart
>It isn't too hard to see
>We're in heaven
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>>27687006
Same here. But unrealated song would be "Rainbow in the Dark"
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>>27687582
WANT
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>>27687596
I haven't heard Dio since forever, that was a good song.
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>>27687006
exactly
I was listening to this song for nostalgia value and realized it worked for this thread.
https://youtu.be/VWSRtPTmRr4
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bamp
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>>27689628
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>>27689615
I'll buy anything you want, Dashie.
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>>27689910
Wake up, Dash, it's just a nightmare!
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>>27690056
>Thank you, Nonny.
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>>27689910
Jesus, that's fucked up. I get that DASH is tough and all, but it's im-fucking-possible that she ripped her own damn wing off, and doesn't have a single tear on her face, hell, she doesn't even really look like she's in pain at all. Fuck, that's badass. Kinda reminds me of when Raiden got his arm under a boulder and cut it off to free himself.
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>>27690056
>Ow, my eye! What did you hit me for, you beetlebrain?
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>>27690087
Why would she thank this 'Nonny' for giving her a shiner. And it's already starting to swell. This is not the Dash I know and love.
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>>27690134
>>27690604
I DIDN'T HIT HER, YOU FREAKS. She's just blushing because she's embarrassed I woke her up from a nightmare like if she was a little girl.
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>>27690752
This is the autism, of a Dashfag.
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>>27690752
B-but just look at the first picture. It clearly shows otherwise. I know it can be really hard to wake Dashie up sometimes, but man, you do not punch her in the face.
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>>27690752
>beating your waifu
Despicable, she's mine now.
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>>27690604
Why are most of the abuse fetishists on this board Dashfags?
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>>27690825
>>27690842
I'm mobilefagging, and the pic doesn't look at all like that here, but maybe I'm wrong. I can't delete it ("you cannot delete a post this old"). Now I feel bad. ;_;
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>>27690879
That anon is just fucking with you, it's not a shiner. It's part of a whole huge image set, the mark is a blush, and she's rubbing her eye because she just woke up. Jesus, how can some people be so dense?
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>>27690928
Thank you Anon, that's what I thought but without a better screen to check it myself I wasn't sure.
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>>27683553
>She lays on her back, staring at you while she catches her breath.
>”I’m hungry.”
“Me too.”
>”You have some cereal or something?”
“Nope, all out.”
>”Nothing? No food at all?”
“Not unless you like raisins; gotta wait until the next paycheck.”
>”What the hay! You invite me over and don’t even have anything to eat!”
“You’re the one who ate my last granola bar Dash.”
>She thinks for a moment before moving over to you pressing her body against your side.
>She rests her muzzle on your shoulder and looks at you.
>”Well, then just…make more money or something.”
>You poke her nose with your finger.
*boop
>She scrunches it and and squints her eyes. Her mouth opens up reflexively.
*ACHOOOOO!
>She sneezes…right on your face.
>You wince and close your eyes as the aerosol blasts you. You blindly bring your hand up to wipe your eyes.
>”Heh sorry dude.”
>You open them to see a sheepish looking Dash with an apologetic smile.
“Now I know what that button does.” You return her smile.
>”Let’s go out, I’m buying.”
>You raise your eyebrows.
“Not like there’s much choice there.”
>”Be grateful I’m not leaving your butt here to starve.”
“Oh believe me I am.”
>She squints at your sarcastic tone.
“So is this a date Dash?”
>She blushes a bit and fondles your arm in her hooves.
>”A date?”
“Yeah. I mean we are kinda together now.”
>Her ears flop back and her eyes meet yours.
>”Y-yeah…we are.”
“So…you want to get off me now so I can get cleaned up?”
>Her blush deepens and she licks her lips.
>”You’re not going anywhere til’ ya kiss me.”
>Your playful smile returns.
“Make me.”
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>>27691042
>Half an hour later you had both showered and cleaned up.
>Luckily you had a spare toothbrush on hand for her to use.
>It took you two thorough brushings to get the smell of your’s and Dash’s morning breath out of your mouth.
>You set a mental reminder to pick up more toothpaste when you get to town.
>The weather outside was nice as usual, and Dash trotted along in front of you, leading the way to the establishment of her choice.
>The bustle of the city went unnoticed as your eyes followed Rainbow’s Tail through the crowd.
>You walk into a building behind her and the waiter sits you two down at a family sized booth in the corner.
>You had recently been made aware of another luxury that had never occurred to you before.
>The realization hit you that mares could have attractive lines too.
>Of course, initially you had your kid in a candy shop moment; you couldn’t blame yourself, none of these mares wore any clothes.
>But as enthralled as you were, you lost the appetite for it quickly.
>It may have been due to your bias, but no mare seemed to be able to stack up to Dash.
>That wasn’t to say she had the biggest plot, because it was definitely on the leaner side.
>You just…had more of an appetite for her.
>”Whatcha gettin?
“Oh…uh…”
>You look at the menu in front of you and don’t immediately notice anything you like.
“…where are we at?”
>She looks at you like you’re stupid.
>”You mean you didn’t see ‘Haypatty Paradise’ in big red letters when we walked in?”
>You weren’t stupid, you just had a one track mind.
“I was…preoccupied.”
>With her butt.
>”Well you don’t need to know the name of a place to eat it’s food.”
“No you don’t, I guess I’ll…”
>”Howdy Rainbow, Anon! Whatcha doin in frilly joint like this?”
>You spin around and see Applejack and Rarity walking up behind you.
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>>27691093
Oh my
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>>27691093
things are happening
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Boop
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>>27691093
>”O-oh! Hey guys! haha, didn’t think you’d be here! Heh!”
>Dash was obviously less than thrilled to see them.
>”Oh of course darling! Today is the tenth anniversary of our weekly spa day and we thought it a marvelous idea to celebrate by stopping to dine here!”
>”You got that right Rarity! Ah never thought I’d take a likin’ to them pretty-fyin places, but ah just feel so refreshed after the spa, ah can’t wait for it errey week!”
>Dash makes no effort to contribute to the conversation, so you take up the slack for her.
“That’s great you two! It’s always good to set aside time for your friends.”
>”I see you and Rainbow seem to take that maxim to heart.”
>The last you heard, Dash wanted to keep your relationship under wraps, she was sensitive about that kinda stuff.
“Yeah, we always enjoy hanging out.”
>”Oh how nice! We rarely see Rainbow with company, especially when the weather is great for flying like it is today…Right Rainbow?”
>”O-oh y-yeah! You know me haha! I just looove practicing. Especially cuz I’m a Wonderbolt now! It’s just practice practice practice! Haha!”
>Applejack catches onto her nervous behavior.
>”Right…soo…whatcha doin’ here anon? Ah mean, no offense or nothin’ but you ain’t exactly the hayburger eating’ type.”
“No I don’t like those, but…”
>”Hey! Just cuz he’s an ahmivore doesn’t mean he’s a meat eating animal!”
>Dash was practically on the edge of her seat, she actually looked pretty angry.
>”Slow down there partner! Ah never said he was. Ah’m just sayin’ I didn’t think he’d like this place is all.”
>”Well he does! It has peanut butter and cranberry jam sandwiches which are his favorite!”
>It does? Nice!
>Applejack takes a step back with a confused look on her face, at a total loss for words.
>”Well Rainbow! There’s no need to get upset, dear Applejack is merely asking a question.”
>Dash finally catches herself.
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>>27692632
Uh oh, I think they're onto you two.
Really enjoying this green
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>>27692632
>”Sorry AJ, I just…uh…”
“…she’s been under a lot of stress since joining the Wonderbolts. She’s just too prideful to let anyone know, isn’t that right Dash…”
>You make eye contact and she picks up the story.
>”Oh dear, Rainbow why haven’t you told us? You know we’ll do anything to help.”
>”Shucks ah’m sorry. I didn’t know you were avin’ that hard uva time.”
>”Hehe, it’s ok guys, just part of being a Wonderbolt. I’ll get used to it.”
>That was kinda weird, she sounded really…defensive.
>She didn’t exactly look apologetic, but at least she wasn’t yelling anymore.
>”I’m sure you will darling. I’m sure you two won’t mind if we join you…seeing as you have the whole corner to yourselves.”
>Dash shuffles a bit.
>”Well, it was just the two…”
>”Yeehaw the day’s gettin’ better by tha minute! It’s been forever since we got to hang out!”
>”Umm…about that…”
>Dash looks at you pensively, you can tell she’s asking for your approval before she invites her friends.
>You wink at her and see her relax a bit.
>”…yeah, we’ve got room for two more.”
>Dash scoots over to sit next to you and bumps her rump against you behind the table.
>You glance down but she doesn’t make eye contact.
>A smallish unicorn mare finally swings by to take your drinks.
>”Good afternoon, what will you have to drink today?”
>She looks at you with a cold stare while she goes around the table.
>When it gets to your turn, she skips you and goes to Applejack.
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>>27693675
>“Hey there, ah think ya skipped Anon over here.”
>”Oh…what does it want to…oopf!”
>Before she can finish her slur a fork launches across the table and bounces off her forehead.
>Dash is propped up on the table by her fore hooves. Her wings are threateningly half-folded and she has a look that could intimidate a hydra.
>”Rainbow! What’re ya doin!”
>You reach over and grab her shoulders, trying to coax her back into her seat.
>”He’s got a name you know!”
>Rarity uses her magic to hold her back by the tail. It doesn’t fare well against her strength.
>”Rainbow, darling stop! Calm down!”
>Dash points a hoof at the cowering form of the waiter.
>”APOLOGIZE TO HIM!”
>Everyone in the restaurant is looking at your table now.
“Dash!”
>She snaps her head to you in an instant, her demeanor completely changed.
“It’s okay, calm down.” You say in a calm voice.
>It looked like someone was twisting her insides with a red-hot poker.
>”No it’s not. You deserve better than this.”
“I know but she got the message.”
>She looks into your eyes to see if you had any reservations.
>If you’d given the word, she would’ve probably tore her head off.
>But you were feeling merciful. Your hands successfully guide her back into her seat next to you.
>The waitress scrambles to her hooves and mumbles and apology before turning tail.
>A blue aura surrounds her and holds her in place.
>”Waitress dear, I forget your name, if you do us the favor of sending another to attend to us we WON’T speak with your manager about your uncouth behavior.”
>She nods furiously before Rarity releases her and she trots off around the corner.
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>>27693684
>The other customers, disappointed that it didn’t devolve into a full blown hoof fight, return to their usual banter and background noise returns.
>”You’re just going to her that…arrrgh!…just let her off like that!”
“Dash if Rarity didn’t cut the deal she did, there’s a chance we could get in trouble.”
>”Oh…”
>”Now howa bout y’all tell us what the hay that was ‘bout!”
>You weren’t sure your stress story would hold up this time.
>Dash fumbles her hooves and you place a hand on her leg invisibly under the table.
>She doesn’t acknowledge it openly, but you can tell she drew some courage from the gesture.
>”I’m…we’re…uhh…”
>Dash was blushing like mad.
>You wanted to help, but this needed to come from her.
>”…I love Anon.”
>Applejack’s eyes go wide and she leans back in her seat with a whistle. Rarity just nods.
>”Wheeeeeweeee! Ya told ‘em yet?”
>”What? Of course I told him…he’s right here!”
>”Ah mean of course he knows now, but did ya before…”
>”Yes! We spent all last night…”
>She stops mid-sentence, realizing the hole she dug herself into.
“She just wanted to spend the night because she couldn’t fly.”
>Oh shit.
>”Ahn why would er wings be tired?” She asks with a suggestive eyebrow wiggle.
>”Applejack dear, leave the two alone. It was quite obvious really, I’m surprised you can’t contain yourself.”
>Now it was Dash’s turn to look surprised.
>”You…knew?”
>”Oh for quite a while dear. You read like an open book.”
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>>27693719
>You were a bit surprised too.
“It was really that obvious?”
>”Oh yes, right about when you started helping her with her airshow tricks.”
“…wow.”
>You look down at Dash and she still looks nervous as hell.
>Rarity moves to put a hoof on her shoulder.
>”It’s okay sweetie! Every pony falls in love eventually, but not all of them are quite as lucky as you are.”
>She looks at you and gives you a sultry wink.
>Oh…okay.
>Applejack recovers and chimes in.
>”Gosh Rainbow ah never thought ya were tha type, but if it wasn’t you, it woulda been some other mare…”
>Dash looks up at you with smiling eyes, her blush was fading.
>You weren’t used to all this attention.
“Well I’m the lucky one, Dash here is the national hero and Wonderbolt, I’m just a normal guy who wound up here by accident.”
>”Dude, don’t downplay yourself, you’re smarter than Twilight and almost as cool as me! That’s one in a million!”
>Getta room ya two!”
>Dash’s blush returns and so does yours.
>But you could tell she was relieved to get her secret off her chest.
>Your group got another waiter and you finished lunch without further incident.
>After your parting goodbyes, Dash leads the way back to your apartment.
“Dash, I’m glad you told your friends about us.”
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>>27693723
>She slows down to trot next to you, leaning against your leg.
>”Yeah…I was nervous, but I think it was for the best.”
>You reach down and ruffle her hair.
>She just looks up and smiles.
>You expected something more violent.
“You just want to move your stuff into my apartment or something?” You ask sarcastically.
>”Probably.”
>Oh. That might be fun.
>She looks up at your before nuzzling your thigh.
>”Don’t forget we still have a bet on!”
“A bet on what?”
>”Our competition.”
>Competition? Oh the one you talked about last night.
>Your face goes red and you readjust your collar.
“O-oh, I don’t recall b-betting on that.”
>”No but we should.”
“Oh really?”
>You raise an eyebrow at her.
>Her face is pretty red too, but no pony was around and she wasn’t trying to look cool.
>”You wanna know why?’
>Your face gets redder as she flies up next to you.
>She stick her muzzle next to your ear and whispers.
>”Because I’m gonna win.”
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mobius <3
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For the relaxation of dashfags.
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>>27693950
It's all I ever wanted...now I can finally rest.

And dream.
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>>27677135
>*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
>You can practically feel the crust on your eyelids part as they snap open.
>You reach over and shut off the alarm on your watch, stopping the sound.
>Thankfully, the noise didn't wake up Dash, who was still fast asleep on your chest.
>Something about seeing her usually totally active body lying so still was captivating.
>You could feel her light breathing on your arm, and the weight of her light frame on top of you felt extremely satisfying.
>You ran your hand all the way from her head, down to her lower back, just taking in the feel of her.
>However, as much as it pained you to do so, you had to get up eventually.
>You had set that alarm for a reason, you really needed to by some food for your house today.
>As this mornings breakfast had proved, your kitchen was sorely in need of replenishment.
>You gently shook Dash, and spoke as softly as you could, trying not to startle the sleeping pegusai.
"Dash,..."
>All that seemed to do was make her snore a bit louder, but definitely didn't wake her up, even in the slightest.
"Hey Dash?"
>This actually seems to wake her up, because she starts up with a snort.
>"Huh? Wha, whas goin on?"
>Her a part of her hair is stuck straight up, and she has a small bit of drool in the corner of her mouth.
>As soon as she actually wakes up, she looks slightly worried for a second before turning to look at you.
>As soon as she looks into your eyes, a big relieved smile splits across her face.
>"Oh, hey Anon."
>She rest her head back down on your chest and closes her eyes again.
>"Is it time to get up already?"
"Already? We've been asleep for a few hours now, Dash."
>She looks at you with a holier-than-thou look.
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>>27695216
>"Are you kidding me? You're talking to Rainbow Dash, napping extraordinaire. A few hours is nothing, I could do this all day.
"Well, there's no denying that you're a napping pro, Dash. The problem with that though, is that you're going to be the hungriest napping pro in Ponyville if you don't let me get up."
>Almost if on cue, Rainbow's stomach lets out a small whine.
>"Well, I guess you're right."
>Rainbow Dash sits up on your lower chest, smacking her lips a few times.
>She stretches her limbs all the way out, with her wings completely unfurled.
>She lets out a small yawn, and rubs her eyes a few times.
>As soon as she's done, she starts to dismount your chest.
>Before letting her leave however, you reach up and pull her close to you, catching her off guard.
>You wrap her up in a huge bear hug, holding her as close as you can.
>Reluctant for a moment, she returns your embrace, burying her head in your shoulder.
"You wanna come with me to the store Dash? I just need to pick up a few things."
>"Nah, if you're only gonna be gone for a bit, I think I'll stick around here, maybe hop in a shower."
"Alright, your loss."
>You slowly rise from the couch, leaving a grumpy Dash in your wake.
"You want me to pick up anything for you while I'm out?"
>"Oh yea! Make sure you pick up some protein mix, and don't forget my Wheaties!"
"You got it Dash."
>After putting on your several tons of winter gear, you grab your bit bag and open the door.
>Just before you step out, you can hear Dash calling from down the hall way.
>"Hey Anon, where do you keep your towels?!"
"Under the bathroom sink!"
>"Oh, sweet, thanks!"
>"Hurry back Anon, we still need to fit in a few more hours of naps before bed time!"
>Damn, you must have one hell of a comfy chest to make her want to sleep on it this often.
>Chuckling to yourself, you shut the door, and start on your way.
>While very peaceful in the falling snow, the walk to the store was very lonely without Dash.
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>While you two had been very close friends for a while, it never ceased to amaze you just how quickly things had moved in the last few days.
>You had been together almost non-stop for the last year, but after the events of last night, this was the first time that you had actually really resented her absence.
>It just felt like there was this huge hole in the air, that could really only be filled by Dash.
>Before you know it, you're walking through the front door of the local grocery store.
>This store had only been set up recently, but it had practically been a godsend for you.
>You had been adjusting to Equestrian culture just fine, but one of the harder things to get used to was having to go to a bunch of unnecessary booth and stands, just for a short grocery list.
>Apparently it had been doing very well, because despite the weather, the store was still packed with a decent amount of ponies.
>Getting started on your list, you grab a basket and head over to the breakfast isle.
>As soon as you round the corner and enter the isle, you're greeted by a very familiar voice.
>"Nonny! Hi Nonny! What are you doing here?"
>You look up from you list to see your favorite pink party pony, pushing around a cart filled to the brim with what appeared to be the most sugary cereals she could find.
"Hey Pinky Pie, funny running into you here. Just picking up a few things that I'm running low on at home."
>"Okey dokey! Mrs.Cake told me you came over to Sugar Cube Corner earlier today with Dashie."
"Yeah, we didn't see you though, I guess we missed you."
>"No, today is one of my days off! Thats why I wasn't at the counter today."
>"I wish I was though, Mrs. Cake said Rainbow Dash looked really with her new coltfriend."
>Pinkie leans over her cart and elbows you, with a sly grin.
"Heh, yea I gu-"
>You freeze up completely, registering what she said.
"Wait, she said what?!"
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>>27695219
>"Oh, nothing. She just said that her new coltfriend,-that's you Nonny- took her out for breakfast, and you guys were super, adorably cute and awkward together!
>Oh shit.
>Oh shit oh shit.
>If Pinkie Pie already knew this, there was no telling how many other ponies knew about you and Dash too.
>Pinkie Pie wasn't exactly known for having the tightest of lips, and you cant imagine Mrs. Cake was much better.
>If Rainbow Dash found out about this, she'd be mortified.
>Even worse, she might even think that it was you who first spilled the beans, even when you promised not to.
>You doubt she could trust you at all if she ended up at that conclusion, and it could definitely mess up this awesome thing you and Dash had going.
>You had to make sure that this was all kept in containment.
"Listen Pinkie Pie, I need you to Pinkie Pie promise me that you wont tell anyone, anyone at all, about Dash and I."
>"Oh, OK! No problem Anon. Why though?"
"Well, you know Dash, she likes to keep things like this close to the vest. I kinda promised her I'd keep it just between us, and it might hurt her feelings if it got out."
>"Alright Nonny, no need to worry, I Pinkie Pie promise."
"Great, thanks Pinkie."
>"No problem Nonny! Buuuuttttt......."
"But what?"
>"You might wanna tell that to Fluttershy, because I told her just a few minutes ago before she left the store. You just missed her."
>Ssssshhhiiitttt.
>Great, that now thats another thing you had to add to your to-do-list.
>You say your goodbyes to Pinkie Pie, and continue on getting your groceries.
>Thankfully for you, Fluttershy was a bit of a homebody, especially during this extreme cold weather.
>She usually stayed at home, taking care of her many animals.
>You'd have to be sure to stop by her place later today, to stop this thing from spreading any further.
>As for right now, you just want to get back to your home.
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>>27695222
>You were staring to feel kind of odd, all of the sudden, what you could only assume where symptoms of cuddle withdraw.
>You thought this kinda thing only happened to ponies, but you guess it was just rubbing off on you.
>However, along with thoughts of cuddling, another strange kind of thought poked its way into your head.
>This recurring picture of Dash taking her shower, the water running down her slick mane, the room all hot and steamy, the soap making her coat slick and smooth all over.
>She was beckoning you in, and you had no intention of denying her.
>This was a new kind of thought, something that had never even occurred to you before.
>You had never even considered any kind of sexual relations with any of the ponies, much less with your best bro, Rainbow Dash.
>You didn't even really know if ponies even had sex.
>You knew that they could be pregnant, but you had never even heard any mention of any kind of sex at all since you arrived here.
>Maybe it was all magical or something, who knows?
>Shaking your all this stuff from your hea, you decide that these thoughts were best saved for later, so you push them out of your head for now.
>After purchasing all of your items, you head out of the store, braving the strong weather.
>You start towards home, and back to Dash.
FIN
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>>27695225
Whenever you say FIN do u mean fin for now? Or fin for forever?
(Only asking cuz ur such a good writer)
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>>27695225
Oh shit, things are happening now! I hope you don't mean that this one is done, because this is my favorite green ITT.
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>This recurring picture of Dash taking her shower, the water running down her slick mane, the room all hot and steamy, the soap making her coat slick and smooth all over.
U-unf. Please tell me you're going to write some clop somewhere in here, it already sounds boner-teir.
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>>27693730
>>27695225
Great green guys!
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>>27693719
>Pegasai are incredibly territorial and defensive of their mate
This is fucking awesome.
This is literally the best story I've read on here, in all my 4 years of lurking and actively searching. I've finally found it. This is fucking awesome. This story has everything in it. It has characters, world building, lore, etc.

Fucking A+.
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>>27695225
oh shit, Anon's fucked!
>FIN
Please don't tell me this is over, most interesting green right now.
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>>27695225
Damn church, you're easily one of the best writefags I've ever seen when it comes to writing characters. Your Pinkie Pie is really good, and your Dash is phenomenal.
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>>27626782
>>27627018
>>27627229
Anon?
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>>27696665
Oh hey it's you.
Yeah I'm not responding to anything you say. I just don't care enough about your opinion on the cartoon horse to type up a massive essay of Dash's character progression, when you can easily just go back in the archives to see what others have said. I'm tired of arguing with people over Dash. It's annoying. It's also pointless. If you don't like her then whatever.
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>>27696752
>If you don't like her then whatever.
hardly an argument, more a discussion if you ask me. Posted a question, there's nothing to suggest I dislike Dash there.
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>>27682601
I'll ask around, ta lad.

In case any of my Hugbros are wondering what's going on on that front, I still have them recorded but it's still unclear what counts and what doesn't. Took around 200 caps on things I was unsure on but it's not really plausible to ask you to go through them all and give your opinions. I need to skim through S1 again too.

Sometimes Ponies have their hoof around another and it seems like a hug, other times it doesn't. I don't really have a set criteria either
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>>27692632
>>”Hey! Just cuz he’s an ahmivore doesn’t mean he’s a meat eating animal!”
ya wot
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>>27695219
>>"I wish I was though, Mrs. Cake said Rainbow Dash looked really with her new coltfriend."
>looked really with her new coltfriend
Looked really what?
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>>27696906
Great! I'm really looking forward to your video. Btw,
>around 200 caps
So that makes almost two hug-like things per episode. Even if some of those aren't actually hugs, that's still a lot of physical contact. Man, ponies are really affectionate.
Anyway, in a previous thread you posted a few images and I remember we couldn't agree on some of them, so I'd say the definition of a hug is loose enough to not try too hard to classify them. Don't bother too much, it was supposed to be something nice, not a tedious chore.
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>>27696857
Also, I really wasn't trying to start shit. I legit just wanted to spark a decent discussion rather than having another empty bump so I just gave my opinion hoping others would give theirs and see different viewpoints
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-oO(Hell Hath Furies)Oo-

>Your hooves clack loudly on the expensive looking tiled floor as you cross the lobby and approach the receptionist.
>The bored looking pony looks up from a stack of notes and a rather thick appointment book and grazes you with a disinterested look.
>"Name?"
"Um, Rainbow Dash."
>"Just a moment, please."
>She flips several pages back and runs her hoof down a list of entries in the ledger, and then looks back up at you curiously.
>"Do you have an appointment?"
"N-no, I didn't make one...But I'm one of Rarity's closest friends! Just tell her I'm here. She'll want to see me."
>"Ms...Dash. I don't want to sound difficult, but Ms. Rarity is a very busy pony and can't be bothered by every-"
>"Rainbow Dash! How delightful! How ever have you been, Darling? Memo! Bring us some coffee and make a little room in my schedule for my visitor, please."
>The receptionist pony only looks slightly bothered and nods.
>"Wrapping up that brunch today gives you about fifteen minutes of wiggle room, Ms. Rarity."
>"Perfect. Come along, Rainbow. I feel as if we haven't seen each other in AGES."
"It HAS been ages..."
>You grumble and follow behind her.
>Through a set of ornate double doors you find yourself in the lavishly decorated office/workspace of the premiere fashion designer and CEO of Equestria's most popular clothing brands.
>Huge picture windows on three sides give you breathtaking views of the Manehattan skyline from your position nearly eighty stories in the air.
>Having an office in the sky didn't impress you as much as it might other ponies, but Rarity's taste had appointed the place in a unique style that even you could appreciate.
>Rarity trots over to a circle of overstuffed silk cushions with a small wooden table all carved from a single piece of wood and sinks into the nearest one.
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>>27697636
>"Have a seat, Rainbow. I wish you'd told me you were coming so that I might have made more time for you. As it is even this small window will be cutting things rather close."
"So, things are going well then?"
>"Oh, it's far beyond anything I'd ever dreamed! Who'd have guessed in a few short years I'd go from opening a few satellite boutiques to the fashion guru of Equestria! But, I'm far more interested in how YOU are doing, Rainbow Dash."
>Memo enters from the double doors and levitates a tray bearing a steaming coffee pot with fixings and mugs down onto the table before inclining her head and leaving.
"Um, yeah. Everything's going great, y'know? The Wonderbolts are here in Manehattan for a show, and I was on rotation with the Reserves as a back up flyer. Fleetfoot pulled a muscle earlier, so I actually got to fly with them again."
>"Oh dear, that's horrible for Fleetfoot, but I'm ecstatic you got a chance to show your stuff again. Any word on moving up out of the Reserves?"
"Well, unless somepony gets a major injury or retires their team is pretty set. There's also a waiting list based on merit, but I've been doing well..."
>You busy yourself mixing some cream and sugar into a cup of coffee and try to act nonchalant.
>"Rainbow, darling. I may not live in Ponyville anymore, but I can still tell when something's bothering you. What's the matter?"
>You look up and see the genuine concern in her eyes. Maybe you can still talk to her like you used to.
"Uh, I sent...um, invitations. And tickets, y'know? To todays exhibition. I sent 'em to all of you. I just thought...how come nopony showed up?"
>It's Rarity's turn to shift uncomfortably on her cushion and not meet your eyes.
>"Oh, Rainbow. I'm terribly sorry. Memo showed me the invitation and the tickets, but I thought it was just the Wonderbolts courting my company for possible business so with my plate so full right now I didn't schedule it. I'm so sorry."
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>>27697648
"Oh, it's cool. I know how busy you are now...but...what about the others? I haven't really heard anything from them lately..."
>Rarity takes a sip of her coffee with her ears still drooped low.
>"Well, let me see. Twilight has spent the last several weeks in a summit with the new Dragon Lord trying to hammer out her Friendship Accords...she probably won't be back in Equestria for a couple of months."
>"Applejack was just here last week and we were planning out a series of caravan routes to quickly distribute Sweet Apple Acres product across all of Equestria and expand her customer base. She had to go back to begin the harvest."
>"Pinkie Pie has the ribbon cutting ceremony for her new Trottingham Party Palace tomorrow morning, and Fluttershy went with her to experience the huge menagerie they have there."
>"It's just bad luck, darling. I'm sure they all wanted to come, but things have just gotten so busy lately."
>You just nod with your nose buried in your coffee. Everypony is doing so well. They're all accomplishing their dreams...
>"Rainbow, there's no need to look so down. Everypony will be back soon, and I'm sure we can compare schedules for a lunch together or something.
"Yeah, lunch..."
>It's impossible to keep the bitterness out of your voice.
>"Rainbow Dash! I'm surprised at you! Everypony has been working their hooves to the bone to get where we are today. We may not have as much time to socialize as we used to, but that's no reason to be crass."
"Look, I'm happy for you guys. Really. I just, sometimes I wish things could go back to how they were."
>"You're too focused on the past, Rainbow. This jealousy really is unbecoming. Perhaps if you'd spent a little more time working toward your goals instead of napping and partying you wouldn't be stuck in the Reserves."
>You feel like you've taken a lance to the gut. Your ears sweep back as you try to push yourself through the cushion and into the floor.
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>>27697668
>Maybe she was right. Maybe you don't take things seriously enough, and now everypony is leaving you behind...
>"I think that's quite all the time I have this evening, Rainbow Dash. Please feel free to contact my personal assistant if you want to come by again..."
>The uncharacteristic coldness in Rarity's voice makes you certain that her schedule would likely be too full.
>You get up and begin to slowly walk back out of the office, your head hung low.
>Rarity has changed. She'd never talked to you like that before. Maybe they'd all changed...maybe you should just leave Equestria and try to make your life far away...
>Their faces flash through your mind. Your chest feels empt and painful as you think of maybe never seeing them again.
>Fluttershy, with her innocence and her love of all things great and small. Pinkie Pie with her crusade to make the whole world smile. Applejack's true and unshakeable faith in other ponies. Twilight's love of knowledge and eagerness to solve any problem.
>And Rarity. Her openness and giving nature that lets her spread beauty and light to everypony no matter how high or low.
>That Rarity would never have said those things. She would know how hard you'd worked. She'd KNOW that you weren't jealous of their success. That you just wanted to see your friends.
>You stop right before you reach the double doors.
>"Is there something else you need, Rainbow Dash? I really must return to my work. I'm sorry, but I just don't have anymore time for you today."
>Something's not right here. This isn't the Rarity you know.
>"Rainbow, either say something or please show yourself out. I'd hate to have to call security..."
>A tiny bookish voice seems to echo through your mind..."-ld on! Don't let it consum-"
"You're not Rarity."
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>>27697678
>The flat certainty in your voice shatters the silence and makes the mare across the room jump a bit.
>"I beg your pardon? I-"
"No. You can't have my pardon."
>Your head is starting to hurt
"You're not Rarity. She'd never act like that. Never say those things. She'd give everything she has to anypony who needed it. Time, bits, clothes, whatever."
>Her voice comes across dripping with snark.
>"Rainbow, you're delusional dear. I suppose even being a Reservist is too much stress for somepon-"
"Shut UP! I'm done with this. I don't know what's going on here, but I'm done."
>"-just a little...bit...more."
"Twilight?"
>You heard her voice, but where is she?
>Wait, weren't you just somewhere else? How are you in Manehattan right now? No, no everything's wrong. And your head HURTS so MUCH.
>Twilight's triumphant voice crashes through your mind and the whole world around you explodes into fragments.
>"GOT IT!"
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>>27697692
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>Your magic pulses as you continuously modify your counterspell to catch every move the changing and undulating dark spell makes.
>Rainbow is doing better than you could have hoped. You and Spike had gotten caught in a weaker version of this spell in the Crystal Empire and had been taken in immediately.
>She seemed to be fighting it well, but her face was contorted in pain.
>The spell bucks and shifts wildly trying to throw off your counterspell, but you won't be bested by an effect you've seen before. Even if it is a lot stronger.
>Rainbow Dash lets out a piteous moan and you think you hear her call your name.
"C'mon...just a little...bit...more."
>You flick and twist the lavender energies cascading out of your horn, and slide them in around your bound friend. Then like a tight knot slipping loose, you pop her free.
"GOT IT!"
>The torment miasma dissipates as Rainbow instinctively snaps her wings open to hover while holding her head in her hooves.
>You hoofball tackle her into a mid-air hug.
"OH thank goodness you're out of that! I can't BELIEVE you were resisting that, Rainbow Dash! How did you hold out against the illusion? Spike and I got trapped completely by a much weaker version from King Sombra and we barely got out of it. What did it show you? Was it really horrible? I-"
>"Whoa! Hang on, Twilight...agh, my head still hurts, but it's going away..."
"Ah, sorry. I-"
>A piercing sound somewhere between a roar and a shriek cuts across the expanse of Erebus. It seems to come from everywhere loud enough to make your ears hurt.
>"GAH! What the hay is THAT?"
>Rainbow Dash clutches her head even tighter as the sound fades away.
>A tremor of fear and worry rustles it's way up from your hooves to the top of your mane.
"I think they know we're here..."

More to come. Thanks for reading. Comments and criticism are appreciated as always.
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>>27697707
Man, just what I needed. It's raining outside, I'm in bed with my RD plush, and now I've got a great green to go along with it. This is the kinda thing that I would expect to see in a book, which immediately gets c&d by Hasbro. The only suggestion that I would have is that some of your large greentext lines could be broken down into a few smaller lines, which might make it easier to read. Other than that, this one was looking great, good job Rosen!
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>>27697826
Yeah, I kinda wrestle with the greentext format. Originally I had many really short lines that made it almost an iambic pentameter epic when I first started writing. It lent a sort of cadence and flow to the works, but it was also kind of awkward to those expecting a simple narrative. Recently I've been making each line contain a complete though. Whether it's a description, a sentence, or what have you. I guess I've swung too far in the other direction. I need to figure out how to land somewhere in the middle so the lines aren't too long or too short, but arranged so they don't make it jarring to go from one concept to the next.

I'm probably making this all harder than it has to be. There's a reason Twiggy's my waifu

Also, pastebin updated.
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>>27698584
Damn it Rosen, you messed it up.
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Anybody here have experience with rainmeter? I'm considering making a dash themed skin that doesn't look so terrible, but I'm not sure if I'm up to par in the skills to make it look nice.
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Gotta go fast RD
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>>27698656
I've only ever used it. I've never customized it myself. Sounds like a cool idea though.
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>>27697512
And those 200 are just the ones I'm unsure about. I do appreciate the responses from before, I'm going to look through them again. Don't worry about it being a chore or whatever love, I'm enjoying this.
While I have your attention though, that pic I posted, would you say that's a hug?

Also, pic related shows some hugs that I found in that other guys document that I myself just didn't see in the episodes. They're the ones in red.
I don't really expect anyone to go through the episodes and confirm, but if you do happen to be watching them and it's not too much trouble to check, I'd appreciate it
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>>27697099
It was supposed to be an intentional mispelling.

>>27695967
Thanks! I'm glad you're noticing all that. I try to make sure there are no gaps in continuity. I always imagined it would be really cute for some pony with Dash's personality to start seeing Anon as 'her' territory. Especially when she doesn't realize her hormones are driving her to do it.

>>27695225
I like where this is going.

>>27693730
>Dash gets to your apartment door first and lets herself in.
“Dash, promise me that you won’t get into any fights over me.”
>She looks at you with questioning eyes.
>”I will once they learn to stop picking on you!”
>You pick up your tone a bit out of concern she wasn’t taking you seriously.
“Seriously Dash, you have a career with the Wonderbolts now, you can’t afford to get mixed up in trouble.”
>She spins around with an angry look and flies up to poke a hoof in your chest.
>”Don’t seriously me! The past two days have made me really happy! S-So if anything, or, or any pony tries to get in the way of that I’ll buck their face in!”
>Sheesh.
>She jabs you again, harder.
>”…And that includes you mister!”
>You throw your hands up defensively.
>How would that even work?
“Okay, just concerned about you is all.”
>She starts to soften up a bit and a smile cracks across her muzzle.
>”But if you ask me, you oughtta stop worrying and start getting your head in the game for this competition!”
>You visualize the jacking off ’contest’ Dash had outlined the night before.
>Obviously she was in the mood to…develop your relationship.
>She sees you swallow a lump in your throat.
>”Hahaha! You’re already nervous! It’s like you know you’re going to lose!”
“I-I’m not…wait? When did I ever agree to do this?”
>”Last night when you explained how you wanted to hold off on the fun stuff.”
>Your collar seemed to be tightening, must be made of some weird magical cotton or something.
*gulp “Fun stuff?”
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>>27700209
>”Yeah. I was all like, well let’s have a cumming competition since you said you could do it better, and then you were all like ‘yeah I’ll totally beat you,’ and then that’s when we agreed.”
>An excited grin covers her face.
>She wasn’t letting this one go.
>Of course you wanted to get into her pants…or…under her tail, but you were a bit nervous.
>Okay you were terrified. Not of the act itself, but of what she would think of you.
>You knew her well enough to know she wasn’t a shallow mare, but you also really didn’t want to disappoint her.
>After all, you were an extremely inexperienced human in a land of horses.
>Well, they were small horses…but that still counted.
>You knew you couldn’t avoid it forever, nor did you want to. You just wanted to know what you were getting into.
>And on top of that, you always imagined you’d just cuddle with her until you somehow ended up making love on the beach or something romantic like that.
>That sounded nice for a first time anyways.
>But there was a way to do this competition without her seeing it…right?
>A hoof passes in front of your face.
>”Hello? Any pony in there?”
“What? Sorry! Umm…did I say that? Heh, I don’t remember.”
>She’s getting really tired of your excuses.
*huff
>“Alright listen dunce! I’ve been turned on like a thundercloud during springtime since last night! I’m going to fix it one way or another so we might as well make the best of it!”
“But I…”
>”AHHG! Do I have to say it out loud! You’re my colt friend for pete’s sake! I’m not saying you have to stick it to me! But I don’t exactly find the floor attractive!”
>She stares you down with angry eyes and flaring nostrils.
>She had every right to, you were being a bit unfair.
>You still don’t know exactly what she had in mind, but you’d at least try to make it work.
“Okay.”
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>>27700209
i wasnt talking about the spelling
i was questioning the phrase

does that mean dash ISNT okay with him eating meat
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>>27700259
>”Geez dude! It’s not like I haven’t seen your…thing before anyways. I know you’ve seen mine!”
>Everything she said was definitely true.
>But your only response is to clam up at the conversation and look at your thumbs.
>”That’s what I thought! Now go find a tape measure while I grab the towel.”
>You go to leave, but she puts a hoof on your shoulder and pecks your cheek.
>She smiles at you as if to say ‘no hard feelings’ before darting off to your bathroom.
>On one hand she wasn’t actually mad at you, on the other, there was a distinct chance she would be depending on how well you came to terms with this whole thing.
>You walk into your kitchen and pull a tape measure out of the droor.
>It measures to 6 feet.
>Hopefully that would be enough.
>A shudder racks your body.
>Your heart races at the thought of what was about to happen.
>You’d be all over her in a heartbeat if it wasn’t for your insecurities.
>Dash trots back into the room and spreads a bath towel across the floor in front of your couch.
>”Hurry up and help me with this Anon.”
>You take a deep breath before reassuring yourself.
>You’ve got this.
“Yeah, what’s up?”
>You toss the tape measure on the couch and kneel down to look at the towel questioningly.
>”No…with this.”
>She holds a hair band out in her hoof.
“What do you want your mane tied back for?”
>”Not my mane, my tail! I can’t have it getting in the way.”
>She spins around and sticks her rump in your face.
>Your first reaction is to scoot back as your hands begin to shake.
>But she has your back to the couch.
>”Dude, it’s not that hard! It’s just by butt, I know you’ve seen under my tail too so stop being so shy!”
>Her tail flicks to the side and for a second you catch a glimpse of several folds of bare, moist flesh between her azure cheeks.
*gulp
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>>27695967
I've always liked that headcanon too. Fiercely protective pegasus mares has always been an adorable idea.
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>>27700270
Ahh, I see now. It really should be reworded. It was meant to show that he wasn't an animal because he ate meat. I'll change that for the pastebin.

>>27700304
>You’d seen her…parts before, but it was in a much more innocent, platonic setting.
>And last time, they were’t this happy to see you.
>She looks back at you, and for a second you see a hint of something cross her face.
>She was scared.
>Scared that she’d pushed it too far too fast—scared that you didn’t like what you saw.
>You may not have understood her insecurity, but in that moment, you resolved yourself to never to make her feel that way ever again.
>This mare was going to know exactly how good she looked.
*gasp
>Your hand wraps around the dock of Dash’s tail; she immediately stiffens and clenches her butt in response.
>Her dock was a short, firm protrusion of her spine that was covered in fine, blue hairs.
>Your thumb sat along the top and you could feel the narrow extension of her spine against your sensitive pad.
>Your index finger pointed into her along the underside of her dock.
>You could feel smooth, clammy, bare skin deeper into the cavern underneath her tail.
>The remaining three fingers pressed her into your palm and squeezed a few times to test her dock’s firmness.
>The alien appendage was fascinating.
>Frantic eyes turn to look into yours.
>”Ahh…dude what’re you doing back there?”
“J-just, admiring you Dash.”
>She blushes deeply and turns her head back.
>You catch whiff of a musk smell but it passes quickly.
>You’ll have to explore her tail more at a later date.
>You start pulling back on it with a loose grip, allowing it to slip through your grasp.
>The farther back you got on her, the more long, course, tail hairs filled your hand.
>You expected to see a certain colors rooted in different locations on her dock, but they all started at about the same spot a few inches from where it attached.
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>>27700370
>She shifts her weight on her hooves.
>Your hand slid back farther, squeezing tighter as you felt the muscle of her dock get thinner under her hair.
>It finally disappears from your sense of touch, and only prismatic tail-hairs fill your hand.
>You keep pulling.
>”S-stop p-playing with it! J-just t-tie it off already!”
>You part her tail hair with a finger and divert one cascade of color into your idle hand.
>You resume the gentle pulling action, but this time in two separate directions.
>Her toned glutes briefly flex and her dock twitches downwards—yanking a bit of her tail through your grasp in a hurry.
>”Nngh! T-this isn’t f-fair! Y-you’re gonna make me l-lose aga-again!”
“Lose? I’m helping you win Dash.”
>”I…agggggh!”
>Dang she was sensitive. You thought that maybe her wings were some exception, but it looked like her whole body was covered in nerve endings.
>Or you were just really lucky with finding them.
>The musky smell came back again, and this time it dwelled in you nose.
>She was getting aroused.
>So far she’d made no effort to move away from you—that was a good sign.
>You finally make it to the midpoint of her tail and notice it’s much smoother, gliding through your hand like butter.
>It was almost like she couldn’t quite reach the base of her tail with her conditioner.
“Dash this is really soft.” You blurt with genuine amazement.
>”It’s c-called shampoo d-dummy!”
>That’s enough torture.
>Your flip the remaining tail fibers over the back of your hand and roll the the hair tie on, double-looping it for good measure.
>Her tail was now half the length it was before.
*drip
>Something hits your lap.
>You reflexively look down and catch a long, clear string of fluid just as it breaks off a few inches from your leg.
>The musk is much more pungent now, it saturates your senses and makes your head spin like you’re on some kind of high.
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>>27700428
>The liquid pheromones disappear into a second dark spot on your pants.
>You lean over a bit to investigate the source of the leak like Equestria’s stupidest plumber.
>Eyes follow athletic lines upwards, but just before her legs merge, she spins around.
>Her eyes widen a bit when she catches you, but she doesn’t otherwise react.
>You’ve been caught.
>Until a coy grin breaks her muzzle.
>”If you wanna see it, all you have to do is ask.”
“R-really?”
>Her eyes close until she gets the half-lidded seductive look that made you rock hard.
>She really pulled it off quite well.
>She leans closer to you, leaving her hooves planted in one spot.
>”Yeah…just ask me.” She breathes.
>Her breath smells like the hay she ate for lunch…it smells great.
“O-okay.”
>She giggles.
>”Hehehehe. I can’t hear ya stud.”
>Her playful, smiling eyes tease you…as does the nickname.
“Okay.”
>”That’s doesn’t sound like a question to me.”
>You heart races. You really didn’t like stooping to this level, but your dick told you there was no choice.
“I want to see it.”
>”See what?”
“I want to see your mare parts!”
>”Hehe! See that wasn’t so hard.”
>She leans forward and presses her lips to yours.
>It wasn’t what you’d asked for, but you weren’t complaining.
>Her eagerness to move on kept it short and sweet, and when she finished, she sucked off of your mouth with a loud smack before licking her lips.
>Her eyes shone with excitement and her wings ruffled eagerly.
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Why is it that all dashfags are fucking nerds that have never touched a sportsball in their entire lives?
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>>27700494
the only sportsballs i wanna touch is dashie's crotch tits
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>>27700473
>She spun around with red muzzle and a nervous smile.
>Her butt was in your face again.
>Your heart feels like it’s going to explode out of your chest and you lick your lips reflexively.
>She ducks her head and instead of flicking it to the side, she swipes her tail straight up.
>It flipped across her back with a whoosh, fanning her invisible musk at your face.
>You jump to feast your eyes on her intimate area, but barely have time to register a raised anus above a sea of pink flesh before she spins back around with a devilish grin.
>Despite your earlier reservedness, you can’t help but protest at the tease.
“Aww come on, I didn’t see anything!”
>”Seriously? Are you blind or something dude?”
“N-no your…tail didn’t get h-high enough.”
>Your heart raced, you felt like your life depended on your ability to convince her.
>She raises an eyebrow at you suspiciously.
>”Really? So you saw nothing?”
>Sweet Celestia it was working.
>You adjust your posture and lean forward eagerly, trying to look as sincere as possible.
“Y-yeah! N-nothing, just your tail.”
>”Hmmmm…”
>You feel like a kid on Christmas morning…who…didn’t know if he would wake up to find a present for him under the tree.
>”Well then I guess…since you didn’t see anything…tough luck!”
>The kid inside of you just woke up to find out he was an orphan.
“What! That’s not fair! You said you’d show me if I asked!”
>She snickers and sits down shoulder to shoulder with you.
>”Consider that payback for the tickling this morning!”
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>>27700529
“I’ll let you tickle me! Tickle me all you want!”
>”Okay.”
“Okay!…So do you want to tickle me now or after you show me…”
>”After.”
>Oh no, her grin game back.
”So…what are we waiting for?”
>”Oh, I’m not showing you.”
“What! You just agreed…”
>”You offered to let me tickle you and I accepted, you said nothing about me flashing you again.”
>She had you there.
>Your eager look was replaced with disappointment.
>Your inner orphan was just rejected by his orphanage.
>”Buuuut…”
>You perk up a bit as she leans against you, shoving her playful smile in your ear.
>”…if you beat me, then I’ll let you look as long as you want.”
>So that was the bet she was getting at.
“And if I lose?”
>”Then you do my laundry for a month!”
“What laundry? You don’t wear clothes?”
>”I wear a few things every once in a while, plus my wonder bolts uniforms…those suits get pretty smelly sitting around my house.”
“…Deal!”
>Now all you had to do was win this jacking off competition.
>You weren’t exactly brimming with confidence, but you had enough practice to know you weren’t a shoe-in.
>Wait? Why not just steal a peak when it’s her turn?
>”Now that’s what I’m talking about Anon! At least you’ll lose with confidence.”
“In your dreams.”
>”Now take off your clothes things and I’ll explain the rules.”
“What? Why do you get to look at me if I don’t get to look at you?”
>She rushes you up to your feet and re-straightens the towel.
>”Just shut up and listen!”
“I’m listening.”
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>>27700553
BIG DASH HELL'S, HOME OF CHALLENGE CUMMING
CHALLENGE CUMMING
HOW DOES IT WORK?
IF YOU CAN CUM SIX FEET STRAIGHT UP AND NOT GET WET YOU GET NO DOWN PAYMENT
HURRY UP ASSHOLE
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>>27700306
That could totally be the name for a new general.
/fppm/
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>>27700553

This is the most well written body fluid fetish green I've ever seen. I normally don't go for blatant fetish pandering, but this has good stuff between too.
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>>27700957
I like how it doesn't seem to be pandering to any fetishes, but that dash has a little bit of a fetish herself.
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To the dude who was wanting the fimfiction of father/daughter incest in the porn thread. I don't wanna make an OP post about it because I'm afraid the mods will ban me if I outright mention that I was part of them.
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/224890/1/learning-new-things/books-can-only-teach-so-much
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>>27701271
Thanks man, I appreciate it.
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>>27700494
Yes, 8 years playing football as a center and 6 years of lacrosse is 'never touching a sports ball.'
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>>27700553
>She suddenly looks serious, like she’s laying out the rules on the sports field.
>”Okay. We both take turns rubbing one off at the edge of the towel. Whoever’s waiting to go will sit behind the other, and they will be in charge of measuring the distance of the farthest spread. It’ll be angled so we can’t see each other’s parts, but we’ll be close enough that we’ll be able to stay turned on.”
“Wow…that’s pretty official…”
>”There’s no time limit, but try to keep it within reason. Grounds for disqualification are if you steal a peek where you’re not supposed to, if you cross the starting line, and if you willingly skew the results.”
“Skew the results?”
>”Yeah like uhh…if you see a drop that goes farther, but don’t report it or something.”
>Your self-consciousness and embarrassment was beginning to fade as the thrill of competition…and the winning prize, drove you to concentrate.
“Got it. Just uhh…I don’t have to be naked to do this so…”
>”Yeah you do.”
“Why?”
>”Because I am too. Duh! It wouldn’t be fair if you had an advantage out of the starting gates.”
“Fine. Just…look over there or something while…”
>”I’ll go first!
>She takes her…open position at the edge of the towel, completely indifferent to you.
>You disrobe quickly and throw all your clothes on the couch except for your T-shirt which you kept in front of your junk.
>Dash watched you from her lounged position with passive interest as you make your way and sit your bare ass down on the carpet behind her.
“Alright so…I can watch from here right?…to make sure you’re not cheating?”
>”Yeah, totally, I don’t need to cheat to beat you, but if it makes you feel better go ahead.”
“Just do this already before it gets any more awkward than it already is.”
>”Fine, calm down sheesh!”
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>>27701428
>She shifts until she’s laying flat on her back with her wings slightly unfurled.
>From your location several feet behind her head, you get a full-on view of her small teats and dark nipples before the muff of her crotch ends between spread legs.
“Uhh, it’s okay if I look at your teats right?”
>”What? Why wouldn’t it be? I can see yours from right here.”
>You’ve never been so self-conscious of your nipples before.
“Okay…just asking.”
>She spits on her fore hoof and reaches down between her legs.
>It disappears behind her muff and wet sliding sounds fill the room as she starts rubbing vigorously.
>You try to keep a stoic posture, but quickly find yourself leaning forward a bit to get a better look.
>Her wings extend themselves as she becomes fully aroused.
>Her brow is creased with concentration as she focuses her eyes on her hoof.
*schlick schlick schlick shloop
>You can’t help but move your hand down to begin stroking yourself behind the t-shirt.
>”Nnnngh!”
>Oh yeah, you forgot she was a vocal one.
>Her hoof picks up pace and her suspended hind legs being to rock with every rub.
*shlik shlik shlik shlik
>She smell of her arousal began to saturate the room.
>It was madly arousing to sit here and watch her, you were almost at the point of regretting your earlier decision to not tangle. But it was too late now, the competition was on.
*shlicklicklicklicklicklicklicklicklick
>She starts rubbing more vigorously and you can see frothy white paste getting splattered across her hoof and crotch.
>She wasn’t lying about being pent up, this was going much faster than the wing job.
>It might’ve just been normal though, after all this was only the second time you’d witness her orgasm.
>“Uhh…dude toss me a pillow!”
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>>27701415
>co worker played offensive line in HS
>one day he asks me to play linebacker against
him
>be starvin marvin auschwitz build
>"ANON, BRO, FUCKIN DO IT."
>get a running start from about 10ft
>he centers himself
>bounce right the fuck off
>boss sees
>"...Go take your break, Anon."
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>>27701442
>*shlicklicklicklicklicklicklicklicklick
dude what
where did this ***action*** shit come from
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>>27701442
>She throws her head back and looks at you upside down while still working on herself.
>You freeze mid-stroke.
>”Pfft! Seriously dude?”
>You turn beat red.
“W-what, it’s not against the rules!”
>”Whatever…Pillow…now!”
“Okay, just don’t make a mess on it!”
>You reach up with your guilty hand and grab a pillow from the couch.
>You hold it out to her.
>”Put it under my back.”
>She does an ab curl so you have room to place it down. Then she leans back into the pillow with a satisfying sigh.
>”Ooooh…yeah, much more comfortable!”
>You can’t see her nethers from her new propped up position, so you scoot forward a little bit until her jiggling teats fill your view again.
*schlik lik-oook
>She readjusts to lean to one side and sticks one hind leg up almost vertically. Her whole rear end was covered in a frothy film now.
*schlick-ock-ick-ock-ick
>Her abs contract and her legs twitch, you can tell she’s getting close.
>”Aah, alright-agh, ready, for nnngh! Ready for it!”
>You don’t respond, you just watch as she edges herself past the point of no return.
>”Hhhhng-ngh! Oooooh!”
*schlickickickickick
>Her legs buck as she thrusts her hips forwards. A whole body clench overcomes her and she pulls her chin to her chest with squinted eyes.
>She does her best to angle herself, but in her condition, there’s a limit to what she can pull off.
>”GAAAAAAAGH!
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>>27700588
Fucking kek
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>>27701475
>Contractions rack her body and you see her nether undulate with pleasure.
>The first contraction yields nothing, the second launches a small stream a few inches.
>”AAAAH!”
*spluuuurt
>Her third was for the record.
>A hot stream of Dash-cum launches from behind her plastered muff and gracefully spatters across the towel.
>It wasn’t as much as with her wing-job, but it was impressive.
>It was also hot as hell, but you had to internalize it in order to fuel your own victory.
>You get up and grab the tape measure from the couch and walk over to her.
>She rolls over, throwing her legs together quickly.
*pant
>”Hey! No cheating!”
“I’m not! I’m measuring it, now hold this end!”
>A shaky hoof reaches out and holds the end of the tape measure to the edge of the towel. You run out to the farthest wet spot she made and note the distance.
“That’s 5 foot 7 inches Dash.”
>”Hah! Beat that!”
“I will now move back.”
>She scoots back and you take up residence behind the large wet spot on the towel.
>You really don’t care anymore if she can see you, you just need to get your rocks off after what you just witnessed.
>You take a seated position and lean back, stroking your member with vigor.
>Quickly you realize that you are creating unwanted friction.
>You try to struggle through it, but it starts to become painful.
“Dash, grab me the lotion next to the dish soap in the kitchen will ya.”
>”Why would I do that she replies smugly.”
“Because it hurts and I grabbed you a pillow, the least you can do is return the favor.”
>”Fine! It’s in the kitchen you said?”
“Yeah, thanks.”
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>>27701495
>You don’t bother to look at her, you couldn’t risk the embarrassment.
>You hear her clanking around in the kitchen for a while.
>”Where is it?”
“By the soap next to the sink!”
>Some more clanking.
“Dash hurry up!”
>“I’m trying!”
>You hear her close a cupboard before returning to sit behind you.
>You reach back blindly.
“Thanks Dash.”
>”Uhh…y-yeah.”
>You feel her hoof wipe some moisture across your hand.
>Weird…she could’ve just handed the bottle.
>Regardless, you got what you needed. You bring it back and lather it across your dick.
>Weird, you don’t recall it looking like this, but then again you never really used it before.
>Either way it does the trick and soon you’re back to business pain free.
>You almost immediately feel yourself getting close.
>Dang this stuff worked really well, you might have to remember this brand.
>Soon you get carried away and the sounds of happen fills the room.
>A minute later you find yourself getting close and open up your legs out of reflex to stick your dick farther out.
“Aagh! Alright, here it goes!”
>You feel yourself tip over the edge and pull back on your member.
>Your hand covers the shaft and leaves your engorged head exposed, you grit your teeth and wait for the inevitable.
>”Hey! Get behind the line!”
>You look over to see Dash staring angrily right at your exposed tip.
>The lapse in concentration ruins your orgasm and the one spurt of cum you do get falls pitifully short.
>As your head clears the under average dose of dopamine muddling your thoughts, you look down to see that your dick was indeed slightly over the line.
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>>27701503
>Your first course of action is swing your other hand down to cover yourself.
“Dash what the heck! You can’t look!”
>She approaches you and pokes your shoulder with an accusatory look.
>”I cheated because you cheated!”
“That doesn’t mean you can…No! You ruined it! Completely ruined my run!”
>”Well what did you expect me to do genius! Just sit back and hope you weren’t cheating!”
“Yeah! That’s what I did!”
>”Well you did it wrong!”
>She grabs the tape measure in her teeth and sticks it out to you.
>”Ghra de thape!”
>You grab the end of the tape, no longer caring about your decency, as far as she was concerned you didn’t have any.
>You begrudgingly hold the tape the edge of the towel and watch as Dash drags it out to the farthest, and only white glob she sees.
>She drops the tape and it rolls back into your hand.
“Ow!”
>”That’s 18 inches dude.” She deadpans.
“Yeah…because you ruined it!”
>She points to your now limp dick.
>”Don’t tell me you would’ve gotten more range! You lost fair and square!”
>You stand up and pick up the towel.
“You know, I’d suggest a rematch, but you’d just cheat at that too!”
>”Fiddlesticks! Rematch right here right now!”
“No it doesn’t work like that!”
>”Why not!”
“Because I can only cum once every…I don’t know…hour or so!”
>”Oh…ok fine. In an hour then.”
“No! No rematch. Just…ahh.”
>She stops arguing and approaches you.
“Look, I’m sorry for getting upset, I just…I was a little worked up and it sucks when it gets ruined like that. It doesn’t feel good.”
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>>27701513
>She looks straight at your junk with…concern.
>”Oh…I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’m sorry Anon.”
>She looks really upset.
>You take a knee and drop the towel to bring her into a hug.
“I’m sorry I raised my voice. I just, got a little flustered.”
>She tucks her head under your chin and hugs you hard.
>”No, I’m sorry for doing something stupid like that.”
“Dash…don’t be so hard on yourself.”
>She pulls back to look at you.
>“…I wanted…I wanted this to be fun. I thought it sounded like a fun idea to uhh…ease us into this whole thing…”
>She looks back down at your dangling penis with a sense of shame.
>She’s not on the verge of tears just yet, but she would be if she continued the pity train.
>You wrap her up in your arms again and stand up.
>You walk over and lay her on the couch, giving her a smooch before you stand back up.
“Well I for one had a lot of fun.”
>”Really?”
“Yes, I got to see my favorite mare feel good!”
>She blushes at your comment and tuck her fore legs to her face.
>”I promise I’ll make it up to you.”
>You look down at her softly smiling features and return her smile.
“I’m looking forward to it Dash.”
Well that's all for a while. I stopped liking where I was going with this about halfway through once I realized I couldn't get out of the wierd shit, but then it was too late to quit. I honestly might throw it out in favor of a more vanilla encounter. Thoughts?
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>>27701535
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>>27701535
What happened? Earlier in the thread you had all these great descriptions of what was going on between them, then you suddenly started doing this;
>*gasp
>*drip
>*shlicklicklicklicklicklicklicklicklick
and it just left me thinking 'what the fuck?'
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>>27701535
Sounds like you started to dislike your own story. I can understand that. I wouldn't suggest continuing unless you think of something to make you 'want' to write it some more. Writing something else for a bit could recharge you, or you could wrap it up here. No sense trying to force art, and your writing is definitely art when you're in top form. I'll be happy to read anything you write in the future, Mobius.
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>>27698584
You didn't kill anything. I'm loving your green even if you're a Twifag, please don't stop it Rosen!

>>27699516
>I'm going to look through them again
Probably you saved them, but if you were relying on Desustorage, it's down now. The new address is cuckchan.org (no, seriously).
http://cuckchan.org/desu/thread/1250/

I'd probably say your previous pic is a hug. Also, I took a peek at the episodes in your list, nothing too serious, and here's what I have:
Castle Mane-ia: The only RD and AJ I saw was that at ~12:08, but it's a fear hug, so I wouldn't include it. In the Fluttershy to Rarity hug at ~10:50, Rarity is scared but Fluttershy isn't, so I'd include it.
Pinkie Apple Pie: AJ and AB to BM is probably that at 12:49, but it's again a fear hug. Some others I saw: PP, BM, GS and AB nuzzle at 04:05 (were you counting these too?); dubious AB to BM "hug" at 07:05 (I wouldn't really say it's a hug, but whatever); obvious PP to GS, AB and AJ hug at 07:49; obvious PP to AB, GS, AJ and BM hug at 07:58.
For Whom the Sweetie Belle Toils: Rarity to SB probably refers to 21:30, when Rarity hugs Sweetie back. I don't know.
Twilight's Kingdom Part 1: The (only?) obvious PC to TS hug is 06:54, maybe the other one is 05:15, although I wouldn't say that's a hug at all (?). On the other hoof... I mean, hand, Discord to everyone else at 11:37 is indeed a hug.

I hope this will be useful.
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>>2770153

Just start over from when you still liked the story.
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>>27701535
Well that was anticlimactic. I was loving the story, but you shouldn't keep on writing if you don't like it anymore. If you feel like writing, another quickie like the ice cream one would be perfect, or just do what >>27702309 says. And if you prefer to take a break, don't doubt it, do it.
Whatever you do, thank you for your green, mobius.
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I hail from waifu threads other than these, but the green here is superior by far. Seems I'll be spending more time appreciating Rainbow than usual.
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>>27703081
Welcome!
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>>27701495
>female "ejaculation"
Why.
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>>27701535
I was liking it alot until you hit the whole "lets do a cumming contest" thing. It's hard to believe at this point this entire thing started from Zephyr stalking Dash. Definitely feels its length.
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>>27702194
>I hope this will be useful.
Very much so. I do really appreciate you taking the time to do that. Top lad.
I agree with you on Castle Mane-ia. The nuzzles in Pinkie Apple Pie are a different matter, I'm thinking of including that one because it sort of "feels" like a hug embrace, akin to Celestia/Twilight and Celestia/Luna in S1E2, but there's other nuzzles that I didn't bother jotting down because they didn't really have the same feel. Don't know if that makes sense really.
I wouldn't really say AB to BM at 12:49 was a hug either, more of a grab.

On to Twilight's Kingdom, just thought I'd mention I have 03:30 as a hug between Cadence and Twilight and I agree with the rest. If you disagree with any of those or have an opinion, let me know.

Thanks for the new archive link too, I did have them saved but I was unaware that cuckchan had risen.
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>>27703829
I'm completely lost as to where you are with this project, but it sounds like it's coming along well. Can't wait to see it.
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>>27703829
>Don't know if that makes sense really
It totally does. I mean, hugs are emotional displays, so using your own emotions to analyze them makes perfect sense. I guess. Using my "feelings", I'd definitely count both nuzzles in S01E02 as hugs.
I agree on everything else. I didn't see the Cadence and Twi hug before, I was looking just for Celestia. Just checked it and I agree on it being a hug too. I should mention I wasn't looking for every hug in the episodes, just for those in red. I wrote down the hugs I saw just in case, but that wasn't an exhaustive list.
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>>27703495
>>27703598
>>27702400
>>27702309
Yeah that's what happens when I try to brainstorm while catching up on GoT. I'm going to stop this for a while, maybe come back just to finish it off later. I have another short I wrote a while ago I'll post later.
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>>27704123
If I had a nickel for every time I dug my green into bad idea pit, killing my momentum and motivation, I'd have about 35 cents. Breaks are important at this junction.
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>>27704151
Now I outline the story from start to finish in a separate document that covers all of the major plot developments and ending so that I can be confident going on to writing. It helps me to spot gaps and dead-ends and to imagine how the writing will flow from one checkpoint to the next. Not perfect, but it's an improvement.
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I drew a thingy to thank our writefags. The perspective turned out more difficult than I expected, and the result looks kinda weird, but I did it with the best intentions.
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>>27704602
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>>27704602
Man, this is number one! Good job.
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>>27704123
Agree with >>27704151 but don't scrap it completely, there was something good there
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>>27704602
Thankyou drawfag
Saved!
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>>27704664
>>27704974
My pleasure, I'm glad you like it.
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So I want to do a little bit of writing again but I was always pretty shit at coming up with ideas. Taking oneshot/small story ideas. Prefer something a little more than just straight clop, but I am not opposed to clop being in it at some point (in fact it makes it better if it is). At work right now and will be home in an hour and a half. Hoping that'll be long enough to get a few replies by then.
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>>27708091
>I want to do a little bit of writing again but I was always pretty shit at coming up with ideas.
I know that feel bro. I've never seen a Anon and RD go camping green, that would be awesome to see.
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Here it is y'all. The Finale.

-oO(Hell Hath Furies)Oo-

>Rainbow Dash shakes off the last of her headache and you both immediately fly for the nearest opening in the castle exterior.
>You swoop low and flash inside single file to find yourselves in a corridor dimly lit by the passage of a few meandering souls.
"They're probably on their way back here now. We have to split up and find the Oracle as quickly as possible, I'll-"
>"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold up, Twilight. We aren't splitting up. You never leave your wingpony. We're allowed to separate if we need to, but I'm not letting you go off on your own."
>Her expression brooks no arguement, and you don't have time to try. Besides, you didn't like the idea either.
"Okay. We'll stick together. We've gotta go fast though."
>"Don'tcha have some kind of spell you can do to, I dunno, maybe detect the portal thing or something?"
>You look away hastily.
"I was just about to do that! Just gimme a sec..."
>You try to ignore her knowing grin.
>"Riiiight."
"Concentrating!"
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>>27708406
>You call up a spell to detect shifts in space-time. Just one of the many spells you had woven into your detection equipment for the Rainboom a lifetime ago.
"Hmm...I'm sensing something, yeah something big. It's several floors below us. It has to be the Oracle. There's nothing else registering."
>"What are we waiting for, then?"
>Rainbow lightly jumps off the floor and zooms off down the corridor with you scrambling in tow.
"Do you even know if this is the right way to go down?"
>"Er...flyer's instincts! Going the right direction is simple for Experienced flyers."
"Oh really? I suppose you have some kind of Rainbow Sense now?"
>"Maybe. I probably have powers nopony's ever even thought of!"
"Oh, how mysterious! I suppose you've-"
>You come up short as Rainbow Dash stops up ahead and gives a mocking bow while motioning with her hoof.
>You look through the opening on her left.
>It's a bucking staircase.
>"You were saying?"
"Ah...but...that's...THAT DOESN'T PROVE ANYTHING! That was pure LUCK!"
>"Spitfire says it's better to be lucky than skilled, and it looks like I got both!"
>She cackles and sloops lazily down the staircase.
>You swear when this is over you're going to sneak into her cloud cottage and shave her tail.
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>>27708416
>You shake your head and begin to stomp down the stairs before cringing at the noise and going back to flying.
>A few twists, turns, and dead-ends (HA!) later Rainbow leads you into a large circular room filled with swirling turquoise light.
>You look at the humble, unadorned stone archway seething with colorful energies.
"This is it. It looks exactly like the one at Equus in Canterlot."
>You always thought these gateways had a dangerous beauty.
>"um...Twilight? What's that?"
>You look over toward her and see a wall of shimmering energy passing into and across the room taking up all the room from wall to wall and floor to ceiling.
"Get over here, Rainbow! It looks like some kind of detection spell! Here put your hood up. We have to get out of here and try to find Tisiphone."
>She flips the hood over her muzzle and begins to shimmer into her cloaked form, and you quickly follow suit.
>You both quickly exit the room before the spell can overtake you and head back up the hallway.
>A voice echoes off of the stark faceted walls as you pour on the speed.
>"Come out, little lost souls! You've trespassed where gods fear to tread. Come, and face justice and you shall find mercy. Delay and you will know pain unending."
>The voice sounds like wind chimes in a summer breeze. Its comfort a stark contast to the cold words it utters.
>"Whatta we do, Twilight?"
>Her whisper cuts through some of the terror stiffening your limbs.
>You take a deep breath.
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>>27708427
"I hope this is right..."
>Your horn flares briefly and fires your sonar spell out into the walls and hallways.
"I think there's just one of them..."
>"Ooh! Curious, are we? So that's where you are. If you want to know about me the best way is to meet, of course."
>The voice purrs with amusement and seems to be drawing closer.
"Rainbow! I think it's her, lose yourself in those souls down the hallway, I'll hide over here and try to make an opening for you."
>You hear an audible gulp and the Rainbow orb bobs and zooms down the hall.
>You try to get some moisture in your throat as well and busy yourself trying to join the swarm of souls a little ways back.
>It doesn't take long. A bright light seems to be coming up one of the adjacent corridors approaching with measured ease.
>As the light comes closer to the intersection you begin to hear sounds of snarling, snuffling, and snapping of jaws.
>You're momentarily blinded as the Fury walks into your corridor.
>Her radiance floods the entire hallway like purest daylight.
>She's tall. Almost as tall as Princess Celestia.
>Her coat is the color of molten gold and just as bright. Burnished metallic eagle's wings spread regally from her shoulders, and a swallow's tail trails majestically behind.
>Great, iron gray horns like those of an aged ram coil away from her amused expression.
>In her right hoof she hold the leashes of three terrifying monsters. All ridges and scales and teeth.
>And undulating around her with its handle enveloped by some infernal magic writhes a long, wicked lash seemingly formed from fire and ash.
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>>27708440
>It takes every iota of your willpower not to simply stand frozen in awe and terror at the sight of her.
>But your mind is laser focused on one other small detail of the new arrival.
>Around her neck. Bound by a thin golden chain, is a large and ornate KEY.
>You fly in formation with the other souls whose patterns have grown increasingly agitated by her approach.
>Your mind churns at mach speed trying to think of a way to pull off enough of a distraction for Rainbow to take the key.
>Y'know. Without dying in the process.
>At least your disguise is buying you some tim-
>The leashed monsters raise their snouts into the air and start snuffling and flexing their jaws.
>"Playing hide and seek? You'll find I'm VERY good at That game. Come my darlings. Find the wicked little pony for Mama!"
>The slathering beasts (they look like some horrible cross between an aligator and a large hound) immediately begin to pull the leashes in your direction.
>Time to think fast like you never have before.
>You haven't felt a magical aura like this since you fought Tirek.
>Can your spell even effect a creature like this?
>The monsters are drawing her closer, apparently Agatho's cloaks don't mask your scent.
>Oh, horseapples. You'd gotten used to it, but the cloaks themselves reek like a hoofball team.
>Even if she seems to be aloof and not paying much attention, you know she sees in all directions.
>You'll just have to try to control her attention.
>You hope Rainbow Dash is ready.
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>>27708451
>"Hmm...you seem to be well hidden, but- Oh! Well, what have we here?"
>You'd dropped out of the cloud of souls and thrown your hood back.
>You try to manage one of Rainbow Dash's fiercer competitive grimaces.
"My name is Twilight Sparkle. And you're the Fury Tisiphone."
>"Oh, aren't you just Adorable! And an Alicorn too? Yeesh, down boys! So sorry for my little pets. They seem to have taken a bit of offense to your choice of attire."
>It clicks with a start that your cloak is made from skins that look very similar to her 'pets'.
>"So you know who I am. Wonderful! That should save us some time. For the crime of trespass I shall remit you to the pits of Tartarus. There to reflect upon your choices and repent of your hubris. What say you?"
>You barely hear her pontificate. While she was speaking and holding her pets in check you spent the precious few seconds hammering together an array of magical formulae.
>Taking your brother's shield spell, inverting, reducing area, making the envelopement field malleable, crafting reinforcement matrices to cover weaknesses incurred by the weaker spellform, precisely fitting the spell parameters one upon the next to accellerate the casting, building reserve energy for release...
>"Amazing. You mortals usually have more fire than this. Only one mortal in a few million will have the sense to submit to her masters."
>Your head which had been bowed under her gaze as if in penitence snaps up.
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>>27708471
>Your eyes meet hers, clear and widening in surprise and you can just make out the huge burst of lavender light reflected in their deep golden pools.
>The spell erupts from your horn in multiple layers of overwash. The recoil scoots you back several feet.
>The spiraling spellform slams into the golden hellspawn and instantly wraps around her entire form.
>You open your mouth just in time to watch the spell shatter into countless dissolving fragments.
>"Such impudence...you really thought you could-"
>You spin on one hoof and launch yourself into the air with your foreleg outstretched.
>Your wings snap open just as Rainbow's hoof hooks into yours and yanks you down the hallway in a stream of rainbow colored light.
>Tisiphone's key dangles from her other one.
>A familiar roaring scream tears down the hallway causing you to lose your grip on Rainbow's hoof.
>You beat your wings harder and faster than you ever have before.
>Ahead of you Rainbow struggles to stay on course as the sonic hellstorm crashes over you.
>"YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST RUN AWAY?"
>You round a bend in the corridor and race toward the 'window' at the end.
>Your heart hammers in your chest as you gulp air and force your screaming muscles to work harder.
>Rainbow must be trying to fly out and around to re-enter through another opening and get back to the Oracle.
>She snaps her wings tight to her sides and bursts through the opening.
>You try to follow suit, but you don't get your wings tucked in quite as fast as you should have and the right one clips the edge.
"Aahk!"
>"Twilight?!"
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>>27708489
>The stunning force of your collision sends you spinning, and you come around quick enough to see back down the corridor.
>Tisiphone's burning might widens the hallway by several feet as she careens toward you at impossible speed.
>Her eyes and mouth stretch wide in an apocalyptic rage as you see her lash whipped back over her shoulder.
>You try desperately to pull wind with your injured wing as your rotation takes your eyes away from her.
-SHHHKRAAAAACK-
>A line of purest agony slashes across your body.
>The impossible shriek ripped from your lungs in the face of such pain is snapped short as the tip of the lash flips around your throat.
>"NO NO NO! TWILIGHT!"
>You can't move. Not even a twitch. Your whole body is seething with white hot pain, but it all seems to have just shut down.
>You feel Rainbow Dash's hooves scoop under you and can hear her suddenly hiss in pain as she pulls the whip's end off of you.
>"I gotcha! Here we go!"
>Your body registers extreme protest at the sudden accelleration, but you can't so much as squeak.
>"THAT'S RIGHT, FLY! COME ON. GIVE ME SOME SPORT. DROP THE DEAD WEIGHT AND TRY TO ESCAPE!"
>That's right, Rainbow. You have the key. Just let me go.
>"HA! You're lucky I'm giving you a handicap! You'll never catch me, and I'll never drop my friend!"
>No, Rainbow. What are you doing?
>Even with the wind blasting your face as you're carried tucked in Rainbow's hooves you can hear the powerful wing beats of your assailant approaching fast.
>"C'mon, c'mon, just a little more..."
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>>27708505
>Rainbow's wings are a blur of sound and motion, you've never seen them move this fast up close.
>"YOU THINK YOU ARE FAST LITTLE ONE? I'M NOT EVEN TRYING."
>"Is that what you always say when you lose? Cuz I think I'm gainin' on ya!"
>"IMPUDENT WRETCH! I AM THROUGH WITH THESE GAMES!"
>You can feel Rainbow's heart and lungs straining to pour on more speed, your vision is beginning to blur from the air pressure.
>You can hear a crackling like static, the sound of wild magic starting to cascade. Tisiphone is casting her final spell.
>We did good Rainbow-
>"Al...most...there...
>"ENOUGH! YOU AND YOUR FRIEND WILL DIE EVERY SECOND OF EVERY DAY UNTIL THE MOUNT FALLS INTO THE SEA! I WILL WATCH YOU WITHER INTO A HORROR UNSPEAKABLE AND MAKE YOU WATCH AS I DO THE SAME TO HER! IT IS YOUR FATE!"
>You can hear the sound of her lash drawing back, she must be right behind you now.
>"Uugh! Oh YEAH? Well I know something that can SHATTER Fate! A SONIC RAINBOOM!"
>The whole world seems to explode in a massive detonation of color as everything suddenly distorts in your vision.
>Your body is crushed into Rainbow's forelegs from the sudden massive burst of accelleration.
>The strangely elongated crystals hanging around you streak past as you turn toward the castle.
>It's strange, everything is so quiet except for the rushing sound of wind around you.
>But you're no longer buffeted by it. It seems the air is being pushed up and around you both.
>It's...Serene...
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>>27708518
>A series of blink-speed maneuvers takes you in through a window, down a corridor, around two corners and into the Oracle room.
>It's only been a few seconds...how?
>In the last split instant before you collide with the portal, you look up to see Rainbow Dash extending a hoof with the key ahead of you.
>Her mouth open in a fierce, silent yell, and tears streaming back from her eyes.
>A bright light flashes and you feel a heavy impact as you hit what you presume to be the floor and go sliding along a bit.
>"AAackh! Ow! Is somepony there? HEY! ANYPONY! HEY! YEAH YOU! GET US SOME MEDICAL ATTEN...."
>She seems to be okay now. Good. You're sleepy anyways.
>You aren't quite sure where you are, but you know Rainbow's got things covered.
>She's always there when you need her.
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>>27708528
-Epilogue-

>"Oh! How WONDERFUL! I so rarely get visitors, you know. It's always something about my address, or the distance, or the menacing clouds of eldritch horrors! Any excuse! I swear..."
"Yes, yes. It's nice to get out from time to time. Would you be so kind as to put the kettle on? The trip is a trifle chilly, I'm afraid."
>"But of course. Everything went well I trust?"
"Better than I expected. But you already know all of that, don't you."
>"Yes, well I've been spending a lot of time with some new friends of mine, and I've learned that sometimes it's politer to ask."
>You smirk as you watch your host flash around the room in various shapes and costumes.
"Politer. Yes, of course. Who would've thought you'd take an interest in such creatures. You never cease to surprise, Lord Dis."
>You try not to jump as he appears coiled around you in a sinister, loving embrace.
>"Now now, let's not be slipping into any bad habits. I gave up that name ages ago, you know? You wouldn't want to be unkind to your host, would you?"
"Gods forfend! And I trust You have your end of the bargain?"
>He sparks back across the room to gather a beer stein and a champagne flute for your 'tea'.
>"Come now, Agatho old friend! Why straight to business? I have a lovely stack of board games I've just been ITCHING to try."
>You suppress your impatience. It wouldn't do to appear impertinent.
"As much as I love games, my Lord, I must admit that I am anxious to receive my payment."
>"Of course you are. Yes, I suppose you have earned it. Just a moment and I'll get it. NO PEEKING!"
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>>27708535
>He tiptoes over to a massive iron vault across the room that wasn't there a second ago and begins to spin the gigantic tumbler.
>"Oh Agatho! Cover your eyes, please! I meant it when I said 'no peeking'."
>Your eyes had practically already rolled to point back behind you but you slap a silvery hoof over them to humor him.
>"Thank you. Now for the combination. Six. Ah, here we are!"
>The vault dissolves into a rain of corn flakes as he pulls the handle.
>This being is truly maddening.
>"And here YOU are, my dear friend..."
>He holds in his claw a pure, crystal phial. Clearer than clear, and filled with what looks like spun starlight.
>"Nectar of the gods...my last phial."
"I'm sure it is."
>You take the phial reverently and envelope it into yourself.
>"Not going to take it now?"
"I'd like to savor my promotion, thank you. I've waited...I don't know quite how long for this."
>"You're welcome. Stop by again sometime. I'm a whiz at Clue, but I can never manage Sorry."
>You can't help but to grin at that one.
"I'll take my leave then."
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>>27708543
>You move toward the door despite its best efforts to avoid you, but something nags at the back of your mind.
"So, er, I know they got out, but did they make it alright?"
>You turn to look back and find your host lounging lazily in a tireswing while sipping a smouldering ice cream.
>"Oh ho? Could you possibly be worried for their welfare?"
>His feigned nonchalance digs at you a bit, but you stand your ground.
"Think what you want. Those two were interesting at the very least."
>"I see...well, they were both injured when they came through..."
>He rolls over to lie upside down on top of a large canteloupe.
>"Rainbow Dash had torn several muscles and Twilight had extensive injuries from Tisiphone's lash."
>You know what that lash is capable of. That little Alicorn may never-
>"BUT, it turns out that our very own Princess Celestia (may her reign continue unending) had some pull with one of the Furies and traded for a salve from Charon of all ponies."
"That's......okaaaaay....."
>"I know! Who'd have thought? Anyway, they'll both make a full recovery so you can give them a surprise visit on the way to visit me when you come by next."
"I'll....think about it."
>"You do that. Enjoy your new position, and don't let it go to your head. You never know who has hidden favors just waiting to be called in..."
>You sigh and nod, taking your leave.
>Those two really were interesting though.
>For mortals anyway.

[End]

Thank you all so much for reading. Comments and criticism are greatly appreciated.
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>High Impact Sexual Violence

I think this pic defines that:

>Dash - at extreme speed - impacts at high altitude with Princess Molestia's plot

>Such an impact is Sexual in nature

>Dash's impact - and resulting extraction from Molestia's plot is Violent, as suggested by her expression in horsepital

I'm reminded of a certain scene in "Police Academy"; Lt. Harris on a motorbike, a horsebox; the juxtaposition of a human's head and an equine's rear end at high speed
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>>27708632
That comic is.....I'm at a loss. Thank you, Anon.
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>”I can’t believe that egghead doctor grounded me for two days!”
>You look down at source of the unusually scratchy voice next to you.
>She wipes her nose and sniffles, but otherwise is locked in a death glare at the horizon.
“It makes sense to me, you can’t perform in shows if you can’t hold formation and do all the tricks."
>She looks at you incredulously.
>”I can handle a little flu! I’ve flown with worse before!”
>You raise your eyebrows and reply calmly.
“Maybe, but there’s a reason being sick gets you kicked off of flight status. They’re probably just concerned about your own safety you know.”
>That wipes the glare off her face.
>”Oh…yeah I guess.”
>You give her an apologetic nod and go to ruffle her mane.
>She ducks out of the way with a playful smile.
>”But it still sucks!”
“I know it does Dash.”
>”Where the hay is your apartment anyways?”
>You point ahead of you and she follows your finger.
“Right around the corner.”
>”Why’s it so far away? You’re supposed to be taking care of me not making me walk a marathon!”
“It’s all I can afford, It’s not my fault all your friends are too busy to house you while you recover.”
>Your comment sobers her up a bit and she looks down at her moving hooves.
>Dangit! You didn’t mean to say it like that.
>Of course, they all had legitimate excuses, but it still made Dash feel like an unwanted burden.
>Which was the polar opposite of what you considered her to be.
>The slight downward curve at the edges of her mouth and her wavering eyes prompt you to tell her your secret surprise earlier than you’d planned.
“Hey, I got the new Daring Doo: Emerald Skull book that just came out.”
>She perked up and looked to you with eager eyes.
>”Really!”
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>>27709186
“Yeah! And guess what? I got a special edition signed by the author herself!”
>A toothy smile cracks her muzzle, and her wings ruffle a bit as she skips her hooves.
>”AWW YEA… *cough
>Her excitement pushes her scratchy voice to the breaking point and several vicious coughs rack her nimble frame.
>You reach over and pat the center of her back firmly as her lungs struggle to clear some blockage.
>Your patting turns into a slow circular rub as her coughing subsides.
>She spits off to the side before taking a deep breath.
“Sorry Dash that looks like it sucks.” You say empathetically.
>She looks up at you with watery eyes, but an appreciative smirk.
>”Heh. Just got a little too excited is all.”
“I don’t blame you. I know you’ve been too busy to preorder it, so I thought one of us ought to get one.”
>”Good call dude, now I know I won’t go crazy in your lame apartment.”
>You smile.
“Anything to help you out Dash.”

>Thirty minutes later you were back in your apartment and Dash was still drooling over the autograph and the picture on the cover of your book.
>Only the allure of a peanut butter and zap-apple jam sandwich could tear her away from it.
>It also takes some convincing to make her take her medicine.
>You had to make a trade-off that you’d read to her if she took it.
>It did’ t make sense, but it didn’t bother you either. You weren’t a busy human.
“Once you’re finished with your shower let me know and I’ll help you with the decongestant rub the doc gave you.”
>She looks up from her sandwich with a bit of jam stuck in the corner of her mouth. She replies mid-chew.
>”I cahn do it myhself.”
>This mare was your best friend and you loved her company, but she could be damn difficult sometimes.
“Listen, Dash. The more you let me do my job, the quicker you’ll recover.”
>She finishes chewing before letting out a sigh.
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>>27709203
>”Okay fine. But you’d better not tell any pony about it!”
>This mare and her ego.
“My lips are sealed.”
>She sniffles a few times before her scrutinizing gaze slowly leaves you; she returns to her sandwich to finish it off.
>You go back to eating your own sandwich.
>”Why are you helping me? I mean isn’t there a chance you could get sick too?”
>That caught you off guard.
>You glance up and catch her sincere gaze.
“Well, yeah…I guess, but like you said before it’s just a little flu. That’s a small price to pay to help out my best friend if you ask me.”
>You give her a genuine grin and see her smile sheepishly in response.
>”T-thanks…f-for doing this I mean…”
>She blushes slightly in response to her own ‘mushiness.’
>The scene is adorably cute, but you can’t say that.
“Haha, no problem Dash. Besides, I think it’ll be kinda fun! It’s just like a sleepover! I haven’t had one of those since I was like…ten.”
>Her smile grows and her blush fades.
>“I’m going to make this the awesomest sleepover ever!…and uhh, because of the new Daring Doo I mean.”
“You got that right! Now why don’t you hit the shower so I can let you sit on the couch.” You say playfully.
>She finishes her sandwich and hops down from the table.
>”I don’t smell that bad!” She says indignantly.
>She was the only one who could consistently put up with your verbal fencing like this, it was one of the reasons you never tired of her company.
“You’d be surprised…oopf!”
>You’re cut off as she rockets into you and wraps her fore hooves around your head.
>She holds your cheek bone a bit uncomfortably against her sternum and giggles.
>”Well you shouldn’t have told me! Now you’re gonna smell too!”
>You weren’t expecting her to be in a playful mood considering her condition, but you’re also happy she’s not feeling too bad.
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>>27709222
>Your arms move up to tangle with hers.
”Oh! You think I can be defeated by a little BO? You underestimate my power!”
>Your voice is muffled by her fur. A few short, slightly salty hairs find their way into your mouth and you sputter against her to get them out.
>She giggles a little bit at the feeling.
>Your nose is buried against her heated chest, and you can feel her heartbeat against your face. You’d never told her, but you actually liked the way she smelled.
>So joke’s on her.
>Her fore hooves were locked around you and her hind legs flailed to wrap around your torso; wings flapped for balance.
>You were at an obvious disadvantage, but you had a few tricks up your sleeve.
>”HAHAHAHA! You can’t do that!”
>Your fingers tickle her pits and she looses her grip amidst her laughter.
>”HAHAH-“ *cough
>Uh oh, her cough was getting to her again.
>Her fore hooves break loose and she falls into your outstretched arms.
>Her wincing and hacking get’s worse as she does her best to cough into her hooves.
>You cradle her and hold her light frame to your chest, racing to think of a way to fix what you broke.
>She was a bit big for the gesture, but you managed to get an arm free to pat her chest.
>You couldn’t help but feel a pain in your own chest as her coughs got more and more haggard.
>She eventually calms down again and her breathing normalizes under your therapeutic touch.
>She clutches your hand to her chest and buries her gritting muzzle into your midsection.
>Damn she must’ve been in a lot of pain, and it was all your fault for making her laugh. You really need to be more careful.
“Geez I’m sorry Dash, I forgot about your cough.”
>”It’s…*ahem… fine dude, I kinda started it after all.”
>You rub around the soft fur of her chest, safeguarding against any further painful spasms.
>Her tail swishes side to side comfortably as she looks up at you with full eyes and a grateful smile.
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>>27709286
>She starts to squirm a bit as you walk back to your bathroom, but you only hold her tighter.
>She tries to give you a sour look, but you can tell she’s appreciative of the gesture.
>Once in the bathroom you let her down and start a hot shower for her.
“Once I close the door, go ahead and throw a towel down to cover the crack, it’ll keep the seam in and help with the congestion.”
>”Yeah…”
>Once you make sure she has everything she needs, you leave her and head back to the kitchen to clean up.
>You dig through the brown bag of prescriptions the doc gave her to find the decongestant cream.
>She’d yet to look through it herself, according to her, it was part of your job when you agreed to take her in.
>You finally find the small tub and head back to sit down on the couch, turning all the lamps but one off along the way.
>You read through the instructions long enough to understand it was like a vapo rub from Walmart, then you shift your attention to your new Daring Doo book.
>You honestly weren’t a big fan of the series, but Dash thought the world of it so you eventually jumped on the train for her sake.
>When you’d heard the cornerstone was taking pre orders for signed copies of the new release, you dropped half a month’s worth of bits on one.
>Dash getting grounded from the Wonderbolts just happened to provide the perfect opportunity to give it to her.
>Of course, you hadn’t told her it was hers yet.
>”Whatcha thinkin dude?”
>Dash’s scratchy voice comes from behind and startles you a bit.
“Oh…uhh…just reading through so I can spoil the ending for you.”
>”Hah, you wouldn’t do that!”
“Don’t tempt me.”
>She gins at you and moves over in front of the couch.
>”Move over, you owe me a story.”
>That you do.
>You slide over a bit and pat the couch next to you.
>She hops on and moves right over next to you, leaning her chest against your shoulder and shuffling her hooves out in front of her.
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>>27709293
>For a moment, you’re surprised, but a sense of endearment quickly overcomes that.
“Not so fast, first you need to put on your medication.”
>”Awww come on! Do we have to do that now? Can’t we just read a bit first?”
>Her pleading magenta eyes make your heart twinge, but it was for her own good.
“Sorry Dash, doctors orders.”
>She sighs.
>”Fine! But make it quick.”
>You pick up the tub and pop the cap open.
“Lean back a bit, it goes on your chest.”
>She snorts angrily but complies.
>You lather a bit of the gel on your fingers and go to work.
>She shuffles a bit uncomfortably as you draw a line from the base of her throat to the base of her sternum.
>It has a strong smell that opens up your sinuses, Dash’s nostrils also flare a bit at the unusual sensation.
>”What the hay is this stuff?”
>You start rubbing it in circles around her furry chest.
“It will help relieve congestion so you can breath better at night and not cough as much.”
>She looks at you with trusting eyes.
>”Does it work?”
>You continue rubbing a bit lower before meeting her eyes.
“I’m sure it’ll help.”
>She drops her muzzle to watch your hand work it’s way around her chest, opening up her fore legs to give you better access.
>Her chest is well-muscled, but lean. The mushy flesh you could feel beneath her fur was firm and stuck to her.
>Your open fingers spread the salve around and trace her underlying rib cage.
>She giggles a bit as your nimble fingers wrap around her sides. You didn’t want to start another coughing fit, so you shy away from them.
>Eventually the salve disappears into her azure sea, leaving only clumpy chest puff in it’s wake.
“All done.”
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>>27709307
>You wipe your hand on your pants, coming to the realization the room smelled like medicine.
>”It feels weird…like it’s getting cold or something?”
“That’s just part of how it works Dash, don’t worry.”
>”But it feels cold against the air!”
>Well, you did like to keep your apartment a bit cooler…and it was after dark now.
>You reach over and grab a blanket, spreading it across the both of you.
>”Hey, did Rarity make this?”
“No, found it in an alley and washed it up.”
>She looks at you to see if you’re serious, but your un-hidable smirk only earns you a punch in the shoulder.
>“Egghead.”
>You just smile and open the book.
>She went back to leaning up against your shoulder, but started shuffling when she realized she couldn’t see the text.
>”Hold on, don’t start yet.”
>You look over at her with raised eyebrows as she picks up your arm and crawls under the blanket, sliding her rump onto your lap.
>Realizing what she was going for, you lean back a bit to give her more real-estate.
>A few painful hooves to the gut later, she comes to rest against your torso.
>You pull the blanket up under her chin and rest yours beside her ear.
>She didn’t have her shampoo’s with her, so she had to use your scentless welfare soap.
>She was close enough for her own scent to overcome that of the medicine, her hair being a bit damp also contributed towards that.
>A hoof swipes up to rub a sniffle from her nose before going back to hide under the blanket.
>You suppress a laugh as her feather ruffle lightly against your sensitive sides.
“You good?”
>Her hind hooves push off your knees, pushing her butt farther up your hips in the process and earning a chuckle from you.
>”What’re you laughing at, it’s comfy okay!”
>Yes it was.
>You open the book across her lap and turn to page 1.
“Daring Doo and the Kingdom of the Emerald Skull Chapter One.”
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>>27682601
So I got another opinion and whilst the sound does suggest to me there is a hoofbump, you were right in that there doesn't actually seem to be one so I took it out, thanks for spotting that.

Rainbow Dash video is here now in case anyone does happen to be looking for it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mA2qFjqy-Pg

I changed it a bit once again but I do intend for this to be the last time this time
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>>27709550
Good stuff, Anon.
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>>27708555
Poor Twi, she always end up injured after researching her friends' supernatural abilities.
Now seriously, really good, Rosen. I enjoyed it a lot. The unexpected scenario made it certainly interesting.

>>27709315
I'm liking it so far. Moar plz.

>>27709550
Good. I checked the new videos (right now Pinkie Pie's is the last one) and I think everything is ok now. Actually I couldn't find any difference with the previous version in the Rainbow Dash video, but I already liked it, so that's ok too. Great work, Anon.
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>>27709315
cute
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rib
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>>27712152
Ah, summer's in full swing, I see.
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>>27709315
This is some cosy green
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Alright, I just got done fixing that wreck of a paste, then updating it with the last two installments, so now thats up for your viewing pleasure.
>>27695391
>>27695496
>>27695976
Sorry concerned Anons, that was poor wording on my part. I did not mean FIN forever, but just for now. Thanks though!
>>27708555
Rosen, a God among shitty writefags. I really liked this entire green, its one of my like, top ten favorites.
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Greenbumping

>The sun blazes down over Ponyville with an unrelenting heat.
>Even the swift wind under your wings brings little relief.
>Rising pockets of warm air lift you higher with ease and send shimmering waves across the landscape below.
>The air is stagnant since the winds are currently carrying rain to Canterlot.
>But Ponyville isn't due for a shower for a couple more days.
"I've got to get out of this..."
>You swoop low to land on one of the deserted streets in the shade of a nearby shop's awning.
>You flick your sweaty mane out of your eyes and lean against the wall panting.
>"OOH! Hi Rainbow Dash! What're you doing pushing up on that building? Is it gonna fall over? Don't worry I'll help!"
"Um, hi Pinkie. No, the building's fine. I'm just taking a little rest."
>Pinkie Pie stops pushing her forehead against the wall and looks over at you.
>"Aha! That makes MUCH more sense. You should be fine though. You gotta stay cool in this heat, and nopony's cooler than you!"
"Ha, yeah. Thanks, Pinkie Pie. What have you been up to?"
>She dances in a little circle showing off her excitement.
>"I was just out at the Rich Estate throwing an AWESOME pool party for a bunch of foals."
>You nod, that sounds like a lot of fun.
>"But even with the pool, water balloons, squirters, buckets, and hoses the poor little guys couldn't stay out under the sun for long."
"I'll bet. There's no cloudcover with resources going to Canterlot right now. It's rough."
>Pinkie nods sagely.
>"Exactly! The party started fun, but it ended up going nowhere FAST! SO, I rolled my eyes WAY back and asked myself, What would Pinkie Pie do?"
>She demonstrates the technique and falls over backward.
>"And so THEN I realized, if it's too hot just make it COOLER!"
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>>27712861
>She sits back on her haunches with her forelegs crossed and a triumphant smile on her face.
"Um, Pinkie, changing the weather isn't exactly easy. And besides we can't until it comes up on the schedule."
>You're starting to think that your running into her wasn't exactly an accident.
>"Well, DUH. I know I can't change the weather! I'm not a pegasus, silly!"
"Hu-wha?"
>"If I can't make the Outside cooler I had to make their INSIDES cooler!"
>Your eyes widen with worry at the thought of what THAT could mean.
>You open your mouth against your better judgement to ask a question, but before a single sound can get out a bright pink hoof shoves a large cupcake covered in sapphire blue icing into your pie hole.
>The whole thing was COLD. Like ICE cold. A bold combination of cream, blueberry, and mint floods your senses.
>The airy, light cake acted as a vector spreading the cooling flavor through your whole mouth.
>A delightful shiver runs down your spine as you swallow and feel your core temperature drop a few degrees.
>A puff of crystalized air forms as you exhale in satisfaction.
>"Not too shabby, huh?"
"Wow, Pinkie. What even WAS that?"
>"Everypony was soooo hot I just HAD to think of something! So I ran to the kitchen and whipped up a batch of Bluemint Coolcakes! Didja know the Riches have a BLASTFREEZER cuz I want one now!"
"You've made these before?"
>"Nope. Here have a couple more. I'm gonna go give some to the ponies around town. See ya later Dashie!"
>She shoves another three cupcakes into your hooves from her saddlebags and bounces off around the corner trilling some upbeat tune.
>You just shake your head and stuff another one into your mouth.
>How is it even better than the first one?
>Well, at least you know how you'll keep cool until the rain comes.
"Thanks Pinkie Pie."
>You mutter under your breath as you trot off down the street.
>Her voice echoes from several streets over.
>"YOU'RE WELCOME!"
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>>27712786
>I did not mean FIN forever
Phew. You didn't post any green like usual yesterday, update when?
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Quads for best pony?
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>>27714443
Nice failure, failure.

>>27714444
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>>27714456
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>>27714998
That would've been a great quote to post if you'd gotten the quads.
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>>27715456
But it was the perfect quote to post while being off by juan on trips after being off by juan on quads. 'comes up short again and again'
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>>27704151
>>27704278
>>27704962
Thanks anons. I won't scrap it, just need to take some time off I think.
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>>27715558
Glad to read that, mobius. It was mostly a really nice green.
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>>27716489
i thought it was all good, Mobius sorta just lost his direction.

also bump
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Page 9 bump
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>>27717577
Fatty
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help!
I think I might be losing interest in Dashie
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>>27719666
How could you ever say that, Satan?
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>>27719705
>expecting the devil to be loyal
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Seriously though, we can't lose one of our own
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Shh, Dash is sleeping.
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>>27720136
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>>27720472
That's kind of you, a weather pony probably likes weather noises.
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What's this generals stance on clop/lewd greens?
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>>27720782
They are welcome. For some reason today everyone here is dead, but sometimes there are actually people here and quality content is always welcome.
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>>27720932
I want candles and pastafromspace to return
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>>27719666
But she still likes you!

>>27721333
I'm merely a mortal, but I'll post some.
I feel like the Zephyr one's back on track, I just had to slow things down a bit. Starting over from right after the air show.
>
“You sure you’re good Dash?”
>”Yes!”
>Well, she is in pain so you guess she can yell.
“You know if it hurts too much there’s other ways…”
>”Stop teasing and do it already!”
>Teasing?
>She seems to catch herself and peeks back at you sheepishly.
>”I-I…I mean, if Zeph is still w-watching…it would be pretty c-convincing.”
>…convincing?
>If this was still part of the…convincing, then it was far from the innocent gesture you thought it to be.
>You quickly realize her excuse seemed a bit after the fact.
>The fact being: her wings were the other kind of sensitive…”
>…the kind that gave you butterflies to think about.
>Overburdened with thoughts, you begin to triage them like a battlefield surgeon.
>First thing’s first, keep Mr. Stalker convinced.
>He may not be watching, but you knew he was in the area, the risk associated with that chance had to be mitigated.
>Falling through on your charade now would be irrecoverable.
>Your hands emotionlessly resume their function and her blood flow surges again under your touch with a gasp.
>You do your best to shove her…signals…from your mind as you tackle the next problem.
>What you were doing with your hands.
>You savored the closeness of your kiss, but this was another level entirely…or was it?
>It was possible that ponies handled the birds and bees differently; you’d never cared to look into it much, but you probably should.
>Not like it would help you now.
>Without google in your pocket, you’re forced to rely on your meagre prior knowledge and critical thought.
>Like a car on idle, your thumbs rub in circular motions across the exact same spots repeatedly.
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>>27721420
>The two circles of fur at her wing roots were starting to look irritated and red underneath the pads of your digits.
>You didn’t notice, but luckily she didn’t find it painful.
>Racing thoughts succeed only in revealing one truth.
>Rainbow Dash had never led you astray.
>Of course she’d pranked and teased you before, but not when it counted, not when there was something serious on the line.
>So assuming this wasn’t a joke to her—and it wasn’t based off her reactions, the best course of action would be to…follow her lead.
>You allow yourself to relax in the mild catharsis that resulted from justifying your actions.
>But not for long.
>A final, nagging problem that had been growing for some time in the back of your mind demanded resolution.
>Your throat starts to constrict at the implications it could have.
>Dash didn’t really seem to be acting anymore.
>The whole Zephyr thing from the start felt a bit funny, in ways other than the obvious.
>Her actions last night had really planted the seed of doubt, her private airshow had only watered it.
>But the emotions that were still drying on your lips, fertilized the shit out of that seed.
>There was no way part of her didn’t want this.
>Which meant…she at least liked you. Like, like—liked you.
>You couldn’t determine the depth of her feelings yet, but considering your circumstances, you were fumbling around somewhere between first base and home.
>You’d never given much thought to taking on a mare-friend, but now that the thought’s forced upon you…you find the idea a bit appealing.
>It’d be nice maybe…some pony to care for you and share your feelings with, some pony to feed and care for in return.
>…some pony to keep you warm while you slept.
>Wait.
>That job slot was already filled.
>You stop mouth-breathing in a trance like a retard and snap your attention back to the mare in front of you.
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>>27721465
>You study the back of her head and let the sound of her elated breathing clear your mind.
>Her ears quiver and her tail twitches, you can see the corner of her muzzle pressed into a nervous squiggle.
>A wave of heat hits your whole body and you take a moment to appreciate the fact that she was facing away from you.
>Maybe…your appetite for her presence, and desire to feel closer to her was the same driving force behind the development of her feelings for you.
>Or maybe…her feelings subconsciously translated themselves into your psyche and were interpreted as intrinsic by your ego, falsely manifesting in overt displays of kissing and cuddling for naps.
>Ok that might be overthinking it, but you would figure it out one way or another…with logic.
>But what if you didn’t?
>What was there to figure out?
>Regardless of the nature of your relationship, you like her, and she likes you.
>What if you did something that would make both of you happy?
>What if you just…stop teasing and do it already?
>You smile at the sudden clarity of it all. You don’t exactly know what ‘it’ is, but you felt good about it.
>Really good actually.
>Dash’s twitching slowed as her nerves numbed under the repetitive motion of your thumbs. Her wings were still outstretched, but you could tell she was a bit unsure of what was happening.
>Luckily for her, catharsis demanded action.
>You shift until you’re sitting directly behind her haunches.
>Her head turns to watch you curiously, but she makes no effort to distance herself.
>Your spread your legs on either side of her rump. Your new position makes it look like your trying to ride her like a horse, except you’re both sitting down.
>The purpose of the new position was to get closer to her back…
>Her head snaps back straight forward when she sees your hands move to touch her again.
>…and it let you reach both of her wings.
>”Aaaaaaahhhhhh!
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>>27721480
>Your hands start caressing both wing roots at once and she arches her back, letting out a surprisingly sensual cry.
>You congratulate yourself on your good decision, both with regards to the motivation and orientation behind your action.
>You work the thick muscle all the way out to her joint, there you spend a bit of extra time feeling around it with your nimble fingers.
>Her breathing steadily gets heavier and heavier and she tries to push her wings up into your grasp with each slow rub.
>Getting the gist of what she was trying to do, you reach out a bit farther and pull down lightly on her wings, as if you were folding them for her.
>They don’t bend very far under her muscle tension, but she definitely felt it.
>She dropped her snout and pulled a hoof up to her chest.
>”Ooooh! Anon!”
>Hearing your name like that stirred something inside you that you hadn’t felt in…ever.
>Her voice unlocked a floodgate of warm feelings that washed away any remaining inhibition about your actions.
>A normal sized side effect manifested as tension in your pants. It was all a bit distracting.
>But you don’t let up. You pull back on them a few more times before picking up where you left off.
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>>27721496
That sums up the majority of the changes. I'm editing as much as possible until I get to text I can't recover, so a lot of the story is minor changes here and there in dialogue and thought process. If anyone wants me to post the rest for continuity I can, but most of it was already posted and I clogged up the thread with enough mistakes already. If no one bites then I'll just pick up where I decide to rewrite and link the pastebin if anyone wants to catch up.
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>>27721624
I want you to start back where you left off with the Daring Doo reading
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>>27721624
I like the edits. I say go ahead and do what you said. Clear it up until you hit a wall, and post new green from there. I'm looking forward to it.
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>>27721658
I'll finish it up in the next few days.

>>27722173
Thanks!
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>>27721624
>I clogged up the thread with enough mistakes already
Hell no, you didn't. Your "mistakes" were a tiny price to pay for a great green. And it's welcome back, mobius.
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>>27724587
That is skillfully done
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Dash is licking your cutlery, what do?
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>>27725396
>Hmm...not sure if sexy...
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I want to hug Rainbow Dash
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>>27725810
She wants to hug you too, Anon.
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>>27726395
>>27726763
>>27727247
https://youtu.be/hO_YuYTB0ag?t=4s
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Bump
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Drawfag here. Here's something I drew up just now and I thought it turned out alright enough to post here, But I think I might've drawn RD a bit too big.
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>>27731057
ya tried.
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>>27731057
>forgot the picture
Kill me.
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>>27731067
Not bad, I think it's more her head is a bit too big in proportion to the rest of her body. Although compared to anon she could be a bit smaller
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>>27719666
Trucky are you a demon now?
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Church, plz dont be dead. I dont think this thread could handle loosing its best writefag again.
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>>27731822
Checked. I'm worried too Anon, looks like we already lost a few writefags, I don't wanna lose my favorite one. Hold me.
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>>27709315
>The book begins like every other one in the series.
>Daring learns the location of the ancient artifact and immediately sets out to search for it.
>In this case, the emerald skull she was looking for was thought to be of extraterrestrial origin.
>Sounded kinda familiar to something you’d been disappointed by in the past, but you couldn’t quite remember.
>Dash was light enough that you didn’t mind her laying on your chest, but it did make it difficult to turn the pages.
>Her head also got in the way a bit, so you peeked over her temple past her ear.
>That worked well until you started getting to the bottom of the pages and you had to hold the book up higher.
>Her ear would flick across your chin occasionally as you narrated, the tickling sensation added another distraction to your job.
>All in all, it was the most active you’ve ever been reading, but also the most enjoyable.
>You were surprised at how into it Dash got. She’d laugh when a character did something dumb, and hold her breath when Daring was in a tight spot.
>It was like she had the imagination of a little kid, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with that.
>But page after page she got more and more tired until she completely stopped responding to the text.
>You glance down to see her eyes closed, muzzle sticking straight out and her mouth slightly agape, breathing steadily.
>Her head was leaning back against you and her hooves were limp at her sides.
>Come to think of it, she’d been that way for a while.
>Who knows how long you’d been reading aloud to yourself.
>You close the book gently. You’ll have to make sure you start off where she fell asleep next time.
>Slowly reaching out, you set the book on the couch arm rest and pull the blanket aside.
>You look across the couch and plan out your movements.
>This was probably the hardest position to move her from without waking her up.
>But you loved a good challenge.
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>>27732459
>You wrap one arm around her torso, capturing both her fore legs.
>The other hand moves up to cradle her head against you so you didn’t hurt her neck.
>Slowly, and as quietly as possible, you lean over towards the open end of the couch and lay down with her in your arms.
>The new spooning position unfortunately left you between her and the couch.
>The ends of her hooves hung dangerously off the edge of the cushions and she mumbled something before craning her head up under your chin and flicking her tail across your legs.
>Blurry, red and orange hair filled the bottom of your vision and you froze, afraid that you woke her.
>You hold position for a moment, hoping the lull drags her into a deeper sleep.
>You can’t remember the last time you’d been around her when she was this quiet.
>Of course, she was asleep, but still…
>A clock ticked on the wall across from you telling you it’s way past your bedtime.
>Then you get an idea.
>You’d heard that people in good cardiovascular shape had a slower heartbeat.
>If that was true then theoretically Rainbow’s should be insanely slow.
>You slowly worm your arm out from around her and gently place it against the fur of her chest.
>It takes no time to find the powerful thumping and you start counting, keeping your eyes on the clock.
>The second hand covers thirty seconds and you’re at twenty.
>Forty beats per minute?
>Seems pretty slow, but you’ll need to read a medical book or something to find out what the normal rhythm is so you can compare it.
>Her scent acts like an anastesia and you soon find your eyes un-focusing in regular intervals.
>You wish you didn’t have to go all the way to your room, but if she woke up like this you’d never hear the end of it.
>You take an extra minute…to make sure she’s in deep sleep.
>With remorse, you undrape your arm and slowly pull your other one out from under her.
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>>27732482
>You hear her breathing change a bit before she whimpers and moves her fore leg unsuccessfully to trap your arm.
>You instantly regret your decision to move, but it’s too late now.
>Reaching over the back of the couch, you pull yourself back up to a sitting position, successfully depositing Dash on the cushions.
>You stand up quietly and tuck her hooves closer to her before draping the blanket across her motionless body.
>Turning off the lamp in the corner of the room, you stumble down the hall to your bedroom and pass out on the covers.
>The first warning you get is the sound of a light switch being flicked on.
>Unfortunately, the sound gets seamlessly incorporated into your weird dream.
*UUUUURK!
>That one was a bit harder for your brain to work with.
>One eye shoots open and you immediately notice a light coming from down the hallway.
>…and more retching sounds.
>Unless a thief had eaten you week old asparagus in the fridge, that sound could only be coming from one pony.
>You spring off your bed and hastily find your feet before wandering into the bathroom.
>Dash had both fore hooves on the toilet seat and had her muzzle beneath the rim, hair obscured her face.
>Her tail was tucked between her hind legs in discomfort.
>You immediately run over and consolidate her hair behind her tense neck.
>She does’t have time to acknowledge you before another spasm racks her stomach and she winces.
>The last of her dinner evacuates her, finally allowing her to calm down a bit and breathe deliberately through her nose.
“Alright…deep breaths…in and out…”
>She looks at you before closing her eyes and following your commands.
>Your hand still held her hair in a hasty bun, but you can feel her neck muscles beginning to relax.
>You reach up and grab a tissue from the counter and bring it to wipe her muzzle, careful not to cover her busy nostrils.
>She keeps her eyes closed and lets you clean her up.
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>>27731822
>>27732207
Me, Church and a few others are doing a freeform collaboration green for funsies.
Writefag Roulette:
>>>27732367
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>>27732529
>Throwing the tissue in the toilet you let her hair back down, combing through it gently with your fingers to straighten it out.
>She lets out a few more dry burps before releasing her hold on the porcelain throne.
>Your fingers graze her scalp as you align her colors, earning a sheepish look from her.
“Feel better now?” You ask quietly.
>”Y-yeah. Sorry about that, I just started coughing again and couldn’t breathe, so I ran in here.”
“Don’t be sorry, it was my fault for letting you lay like that on the couch, I should’ve known it’d make it harder to breathe.”
>”Heh, yeah well I guess you owe me another sandwich then.”
>She manages a weak smile and you can’t help but chuckle at her sick sense of humor.
>You go to get up, but pause.
“You sure you’re good?”
>”I’m good, thanks. Uhh…do you have any mouthwash though?”
“Right here.”
>You move to dig through the cabinets and pull out the rinse.
>Dash flushes the toilet and props up to flip on the cold water.
>Her muzzle laps hungrily at the refreshing stream before she finally emerges to breathe and take a swig of the green mouthwash.
>She didn’t even use the little cup for it…
>You’ll have to remember to wash off the rim before you use it next time.
>You wait patiently and avoid awkward eye contact with her in the mirror while she swishes and gargles.
>She goes on for quite some time too. You’re about to say something, but she finishes.
>She finally spits it out in the sink and immediately follows it with another swig.
>You sigh.
>What is it like one in the morning?
>Hopefully she’s not addicted to it or something, that would be an unfortunate development.
“Hey make sure you’re not swallowing any of that, it’ll only give you an upset stomach.”
>You make eye contact with her reflection and she nods vigorously.
“That and it’ll make your pee green.” You add sarcastically.
>Oh no. Why did you try to make her laugh.
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>>27732713
>Not a second later she snorts some air out of her nose and sprays mouthwash across the mirror as she lets a laugh slip.
>Her mouth formed a painful smile and her diaphragm contracted as she struggled to keep her lips sealed against her silent laughing.
>Too late now.
“Thanks, I needed to clean that anyways.”
>”Pfffft…HAHAHAHAHA!”
>The rest of her mouthwash was now running down the mirror in wide streaks, distorting your reflections.
>She catches your amused smirk.
>”HAHAHA-HA-aha! Dude! What’d you expect?”
“I…I don’t know, let’s just go back to sleep.”
>”You’re just going to leave this here or…”
>You put your hands on your hips to counteract your grin.
“You’re going to clean it up.”
>Her ears flop back and she holds her hoof to cover her muzzle as she laughs to herself at your situation.
>”Heh…yeah, no problem.”
“…But it can wait until morning, right now I need to sleep and you do too.”
>Her smile disappears and she shuffles nervously.
>”Umm…what if…I can’t breathe again.”
>You’d almost forgotten about that.
>Your own smile disappears as well as you empathetically feel the same fear she does.
“If you prop your head and chest up on a few pillows, you’ll be able to breathe easier."
>”Oh…can you show me?”
“Sure thing.”
>You put the mouthwash away and turn on the hall light as you head back towards the couch with Dash hot on your heels.
>You grab a few pillows and shove them against the crack of the couch before sitting down and laying back against them.
“See, like this.”
>Dash looks at you before biting her lip and hopping up on the couch next to you.
>She pulls her own pillow free and mirrors your actions. Laying parallel to you a foot away.
>”Like this?”
>She tucks her hooves up and looks at you questioningly.
“Yep, feel more comfortable?”
>She looks at her hooves nervously.
>”I can still kinda feel that stuff in my chest…maybe…can you, stay…out here?”
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>>27731067
That's a big pony.
I love the pose. Are you coloring it?

>>27732572
Thanks for the heads up!

>>27732784
Really cute, mobius. Something that caught my attention is that you're writing a more childish Dash now, are you doing it on purpose to keep it vanilla? It isn't a complaint, I'm just curious.
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>>27732784

mobius is love
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>>27731822
>>27732207
I feel so loved, you guys really do care! I was going to post some green last night, but I got a bit side tracked by a different write thread. Sorry bout that, and I'll have the next update ready in a bit.
it's NSFW [spoiler/]
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>>27735355
[excitement intensifies]
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>>27735355
I'm already diamonds
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>You stamp your feet down hard as you climb the front steps to your home, knocking off as much snow from your shoes as you could.
>As soon as you reach it, you practically barrel through the front door, eager to get out of the cold and snow.
>As you fling the front door open, you're immediately hit by a huge wave of very much welcomed heat.
>Finding the source of the heat, there's a roaring fire already going in the fireplace, and two rather large cups of steaming cocoa sitting on the coffee table.
>A familiar blue pony is sprawled out on the floor, basking in the heat of the fire.
>As soon as you walk in, her head perks up, ears stiff at full attention.
>"Hey Anon! That took forever, did you get lost or something?"
>You set you bags down, and start to take off your copious amounts of winter gear.
"Ouch, now you're just being nasty."
"Didja remember my stuff?"
"Course I did Dash, I'm not quite that forgetful."
>After hunting for it in all your bags, you present the long awaited cereal box to her.
>She sits up on her haunches and pumps her hoof in the air.
>"Alright!"
>You motion to the table and fire.
"Whats all this for, Dash?"
>"Oh, yeah. I got done with my shower pretty quick, and I figured you might be cold or something when you got back."
"Aww, how sweet of you."
>"W-wait, I didn't mean it like that!"
"Suurree."
>On your way to the kitchen, you stop to give her a quick kiss on the snout, which only serves to deepen her blush.
>You had just set down your bags on the floor when you heard yelling from the front room.
>"Hurry up in there Anon, this cocoa isn't getting any warmer!"
"Man, that mare is as impatient as they come."
>Deciding that putting away all of your groceries could be put off till later, you make your way back into the living room.
>When you get to the room, Rainbow Dash is still sprawled out on the floor before the fireplace, but now she somehow managed acquired a thick wool blanket, and is completely hidden underneath it.
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>>27736144
>When she hears your foot steps approaching, her head pokes out briefly from underneath the cover.
>"You coming or what? My exclusive "under the blanket" club has a waiting line out the door, so this spot wont be open long."
>She lifts up a side of the cover, patting the empty spot next to her with a hoof.
>Chuckling out loud, you lower yourself to the floor, crawling underneath the open spread.
>Dash is laying on her side, her back facing the fire, looking towards you.
>Rather than speaking, you settle on simply staring, deep into those beautiful magenta eyes.
>The dim light of the fire perfectly illuminates her face, causing you to stare in awe.
>Meeting your gaze, she smiles at you lovingly, nearly causing your heart to stop.
>You reach out your hand, grasping her outstretched hoof laying in between your bodies.
>Just over a day or two, you've already learned to cherish moments like these to the fullest.
>It wasn't often you could get past the wall Dash had set up for herself, but it was pure bliss when you did.
>Deciding to break the silence, you open your mouth to speak.
>Before you could even get a single word out however, you're surprisingly cut off by Dash, who has you locked in a deep kiss.
>This surprises you, so much so that you forget to kiss her back.
>Noting your wide open eyes, Rainbow pulls her head back, her face a deep crimson color.
>"Oh, sorry. Di-"
>You didn't know a whole lot about romance, but you knew that this wasn't the time for words.
>Wrapping your hands around her head and lower back, you pull her into another kiss, just as deep as the first.
>Her lips feel velvety smooth, and her mouth feels so warm and moist up against yours.
>You just sit like this, with very little movement.
>Dash pulls her head slightly back for a moment, a thin trail of saliva linking your mouths.
>You stare into each others eyes for a moment, just taking in the sight.
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>>27736153
>Not one for inaction, Dash takes this moment to practical leap on top of you, pinning you down to the floor.
>Taking the initiative, she almost attacks your face, beginning a new volley of kisses.
>As your lips lock, you can already feel her tongue prodding at your lips, seeking entrance.
>You part your lips, allowing your own tongue passage to meet hers.
>The large width and size of hers easily overpowers your small tongue, shoving its way past into your mouth.
>As she get more into it, both of her hooves slam down on either side of your head, pinning you down even further.
>Trying to gain on her a bit, you start working on her lean, muscular back with your hands.
>You start up at the very top, kneading right along the shoulder blades, going deep underneath then.
>You can hear a simple moan escape from her mouth, muffled by your own.
>Moving on, you redouble your efforts, turning your attention to her wings.
>By no means were you an expert on pegusi anatomy, but you had picked up a few things from those books Twilight had given you.
>For instance, you knew that the wings of a pegusi were a very sensitive area, and pegusi couples would often rub their wings together, in a display of affection.
>Your knowledge was reaffirmed by the slight gasp from Dash, as you took hold of the base on one of her wings.
>You ran your hand along the entire length of the wing, feeling all around every bone and tendon.
>At the top, you start down the other side, moving your fingers in and out of the feathers, leaving no spot untouched.
>Dash appearers to be enjoying the wing treatment, because her flank is now held high in a mating position, gently swaying back and forth.
>When you reach the base of the wing, you decide to press on further, leaving the wing for now.
>Dash separates her face from yours, likely to protest the lack of attention to her wings.
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>>27736166
>You don't really want to give her the chance, so you move along to the next stop.
>You run your palm over the top of her cutie mark, massaging into the cloud just slightly.
>Her backside raises even higher, and her tail flicks upwards rapidly.
>"H-hurry up Anon, I'm dying back here!"
>Not wanting to keep her waiting, you reluctantly skip over the rainbow mark, moving straight to the gold waiting at the end of the rainbow.
>Coming back to her senses, Dash starts her aggressive Frenching you again, wrapping your mouth in her smooth, warm embrace.
>Taking a bit of a gamble, you grab around the base of her tail, and pull it upwards mildly, not wanting to be too rough.
>"H-hey! What are you doing?"
>Just in time, a rather large string of her sex fluid drips down onto your lower chest, betraying her reaction.
>Chuckling at her reaction, you drop your hands down, running over her tight ponut, which clenches in response.
>Finding your intended target, you trace your fingers around her outer lips, teasing her a bit more.
>You run a single finger over her lips, gathering as much of the thin coating of mare juices as you can.
>Just from this slight contact, her clit pops out, rapidly winking in anticipation.
>Dash breaks off the kiss, needing a bit more air.
>She leans foreword to your ear, her hot breath landing softly on it.
>"H-hurry up back there Anon, you're soo slow!"
>Relieving her of this agony, you plunge just the very tip of your finger inside of her, feeling around the inside of her engorged lips.
>The finger slips inside her well lubricated mare hood easily, while your pinkie finger rubs around her rapidly moving clitoris.
>"Ahhh, right there Anon."
>Feeling around inside her, you finally find the long awaited g-spot, a mere few inches from the entrance.
>Plunging a second finger inside of her, you work on this spot, rubbing your fingers over the top of it.
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>>27736190
>Dash completely breaks off her aggressive kiss, caught off guard by the second member.
>Her whole body is racked with pleasure, her head planted down on your collarbone.
>Eager to be rutted, she rocks her hips into your hand, rapidly trying to get off.
>Her eyes are shut tight, and she's biting down on her bottom lip pretty hard.
>Deciding that your pinkie finger just wasn't enough, you use your other hand to work on her clit, rubbing your fingers into it, pushing down on it occasionally.
>"Ahhhhh Anon!"
>Her breath is shallow, and she can barely make out the words.
>"I-I'm almost there, don't stop!"
>Your hand is completely soaked in her juices, and a small puddle is forming underneath her.
>Trying to bring her over the edge, you work even harder on her clit, pinching it between your fingers.
>This must have been enough to send her over the edge, because her warm mare hood clenches tightly around your fingers, locking them in place.
>"AHHH-"
>She stops her orgasmic moans in mid sentence, opting to instead lean foreword and bite onto your neck.
>Her entire body trembles violently as the pleasure racks her mind.
>After a few seconds, her walls release their grip on you, freeing your fingers.
>Her entire body collapses on you, almost unable to move.
>"That,..... that was awesome."
FIN
(Not forever though, dont worry Anons)
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>>27736209
I'd like to provide some constructive criticism, so I'll be honest: I felt it a bit rushed, you should have teased the readers more. I mean, more foreplay would have made the green more enjoyable, you went for the prize too soon. Maybe since it was your first clopfic (I think?) you haven't as much practice as with your other greens.
This isn't meant to let you down, aside from that I liked it, it has some great bits and I'd like to read more clopfics from you. It's just that seeing your progression through the past months I'm sure you can do it better, so I think I've to be a bit pushy.
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>>27736209
Holy unf, muh dick. For your first try, this was a really good one.
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>>27736209
Enjoying this church, great work
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>>27736209
Alright, Church finally crossed over to the dark side. This one was pretty damn good, and I can't wait until you go for the whole thing. Like this anon >>27737128
said, some of the parts were too long, and some were to short, but the whole thing didn't drag on or anything, like a few clopfics seem to do, so that was really nice.
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Need nose boop images
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>>27732784
>Your thoughts go back to the last time you had the flu. You know exactly what she’s feeling.
>Immediately after she asked that question she regretted it.
>”I…actually I’ll be fine, I’ll just do what you said and hopefully I can…”
>You grab her blanket off the couch and pull the pillow out from under her.
>“…hey! What are you doing?”
“If you want me to sleep with you, we’re going to my bed where we can have a bit more leg room.”
>Dash really didn’t like showing any weakness in front of anyone, the fact that she mustered up the courage to ask you an ‘embarrassing’ question showed that she had a larger than average amount of trust in you.
>Shunning her at this point would be the functional equivalent of stabbing her in the back.
>That, and she would learn she couldn’t be as open with you in the future.
>You’d enjoyed the last day far too much to want any less of her.
>”Your bed?”
>Her face was beginning to turn red and she was looking at you with wide eyes and perked ears.
“Yeah. I mean, it’s not like you’re gonna catch anything from me.”
>She shuffles off the couch in response to your beckoning.
>”You’re s-sure you’re okay with that?”
“Dash. If I’m going to get sick, it’s going to happen regardless of whether or not I sleep next to you.”
>She says nothing more as she follows you into your bedroom.
>The sound of her hooves plodding on the carpet stops as you sit down on the edge of your bed and pull the sheets aside.
>You set up the pillows and take your shirt off before climbing in.
>You catch Dash’s inquisitive eyes as she stands motionless next to the bed.
“It gets too hot if I leave the shirt on and climb under the covers.” You offer.
>Accepting your explanation with a nod, her eyes trail across the mattress like it’s some kind of forbidden fruit.
>You pat the sheets next to you.
“Come on Dash, you’re burning moonlight.”
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>>27738653
>She avoids eye contact before jumping up on the edge of the full size mattress.
>Her hooves make deep dents in the foam and cause your legs to sink off to one side.
>Cyan hooves gingerly step between the imprints of your legs under the sheets as she makes her way to the unoccupied side.
>She examines your pillows for a moment as you adjust them for her, then she plops down on them, careful to leave you your space.
>Her timidness is apparent.
“What’s up? Are we strangers now or something?”
>Her eyes dart to yours in a mild panic.
>”No! Just…making sure you have room is all!”
>You slide half way over to her and reach out to pull her and her pillow closer to you.
“If you wanted me to sleep with you I need to at least be doing something.”
>Her tail twitches and her wings shuffle a bit.
>”Wha-what?”
“I’m going to make sure you don’t slouch over or something in your sleep, that way you won’t wake up again.”
>”Oh…”
>You get more comfortable in your lounging position before pulling Dash into your side, ensuring her posture would match yours.
>The nape of her neck came to rest in your arm pit and her head found a comfortable spot against your shoulder.
>You immediately started heating up in response to her proximity—in more ways than one.
>Her fur feels impossibly soft against your bare side and you catch yourself scooting into her, subconsciously attracted to her comfort.
>Pushing all distractions from your mind, you reach across her with your opposite arm to move a pillow farther behind her head.
>Suddenly you feel a cold nose in your bare armpit.
“Whoah!”
>Your recoil at the ticklish, alien sensation.
>Finding your attacker, you give her a questioning look.
>”That was for tickling me earlier.” She answers with a smug grin.
>You’re about to make a snarky remark when her eyes begin to squint and her mouth opens involuntarily.
>Incoming sneeze, take cover!
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>>27738659

>But being the heroic soldier you were, you reached over and snagged a conveniently placed tissue just in time to jump on the grenade.
*CHOOOO!
>Your tissue catches her spittle and you wipe her nose before wadding it up and tossing it on the floor next to you.
>She looks at you with flushed cheeks and a more flustered expression, obviously a bit embarrassed at your charade.
>”I’m not a f-foal dude! You don’t need to catch my snee-ee…”
>You grab another tissue and cover her nose again, catching a second sneeze, then a third.
>You repeat your actions before looking at her with an unimpressed brow raise.
“You were saying?”
>”Whatever…”
>She jabs your shoulder lightly before tucking her muzzle into your side and folding her ears.
>She was beat red and her eye, half obscured by your ribs, locked on to your smiling face with cynicism.
“Sorry Dash, didn’t know I smelled that bad.”
>She mumbles something in response, but her auditory vibrations are absorbed into the sensitive flesh between your ribs. You resist the urge to wince and instead let out a light laugh.
“What was that?”
>Her muzzle lifts off your side to answer you.
>”I said, you don’t smell bad just go to sleep already!”
>Okay geez.
>Her muzzle returns the spot on your side she was previously warming and her eye blinks a few times at your persistent smug grin.
>Heh…her lashes tickle too.
>Time to sleep now.
>The room is plunged into darkness and you readjust your covers to better shield her wings from the cooling apartment air.
>Her hind hooves shuffle underneath the blankets, coming to rest int the dent between your heftier thigh and the mattress.
>Initially, she holds her fore hooves against her chest, but it soon becomes too much of a strain for her and she looks for another place to comfortably rest them.
>You smile in the dark as you visualize her hooves getting closer and closer to your chest through closed eyes.
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>>27738662
>You can tell she’s a bit timid about resting on you anymore than she had to, but as the the clock ticks on in the darkness, she gets progressively braver.
>They initially rest in the gap between your bellies, but it wasn’t comfortable enough for her.
>You imagined it was a lot like your own problem with your arms falling asleep when laying down.
>They had to be in just the right position.
>You feel her hold her breath and the pressure on your side is relieved.
>Only to return at the top of your belly.
>The pressure is varied, as if she’s not fully committed to laying it on you yet.
>Enough of this nonsense.
>You shift your position and grab her fore hoof with your opposite hand.
>You twist into her a bit, allowing her to brace her other hoof on your chest as well.
>You lay her first hoof on your side, giving it a few quick squeezes to let her know it was okay for her to hold you there.
>Your hand comes to rest on her shoulder and your nudge the back of her head farther up your chest with the bottom of your chin.
>Finally, you pull the blanket farther up to the shoulder of her exposed body, trapping the shared warmth.
>She lets out heavy, hot breaths against your chest as you detect a bit of wetness where her mouth lays up against you.
>Her breathing didn’t sound labored, you could only hope the trick your mom taught you could get her through the rest of the night.
>You show your appreciation of her donated warmth by scratching into the fur of her shoulder gently with your fingernails.
>A soft hum of satisfaction escapes her chest before she apparently catches it and clears her throat in an attempt to cover up.
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>You stay perfectly awake but motionless as you feel her body begin to turn off.
>Eventually her breathing deepens and her body goes completely limp against yours.
>You wait a moment longer just to be sure.
>Slowly you reposition your head and plant a lingering kiss on the top of her hair before returning to your previous position, leaving a sleeping Dash non the wiser.
>Something inside of you felt relief at being able to do that.
>After all, there was no way she’d let you get away with that if she knew.
>She was the best friend you’ve ever had and she meant a lot to you. It only felt appropriate to let her know that…even if she was asleep.
>You let out a content sigh and clear your mind.
>Your breathing automatically began alternating with hers in order to optimize the cramped space between your chests.
>The mare you’re holding periodically twitches a hoof, scrunches a nose, or hums softly, letting you know she’s experiencing a pleasant dream.
>One by one, your thoughts slipped away, util only the feeling of the mare breathing softly against you followed you into the depths of sleep.
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>>27738685
Comfy
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>>27738685
Mobius, I LOVE your writing. It's so much fun to read the greentext.
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>>27736209
Ah shit, I almost didn't see this one. Good shit, I loved how descriptive you were.
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Good Rainbow Dash clopping material.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2NRGh02fq4E
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>>27738685
Aw, you're really good at this, mobius. Top cute.
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>>27736209
>finger-gripping vagina
My virgin radar is going off.
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>>27741434
>he doesn't understand how horse pussy works
>he thinks a pony would have a human vagina and not a horse vagina
Why the fuck are you even here?
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>>27742119
So enlighten me, how do you think a horse pussy works?
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>>27742214
Horses have muscle control in their vagina, so they can make their inner walls expand and contract at will, for the very purpose of holding in a stallion after ejaculation.
http://www.thehorse.com/articles/10724/anatomy-and-physiology-of-a-mares-reproductive-system
Seriously, I thought this was a requirement to even be a horse fucker, how is it possible you don't already know this stuff?
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>>27742410
Because he's summer, Anon.
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>>27742410
None of your bullshit is stated in that article. Horses don't have more muscle control in their vagina than any other mammal. It's just made up bullshit.
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>>27742410
You really are talking about real horses. Wow.
>they can make their inner walls expand and contract at will
And how do they overcome the fact that the supporting muscular layer of the vagina has no direct motor innervation and is controlled by chemical signalling? How does a mare "will" her autonomic system to release oxytocin to act on the slow-contracting smooth muscles? And why does the vaginal canal actually relax when she ovulates, relaxing even further when she's ready to mate, rather than contract?
You're probably thinking of a narrow strip of fast-acting striated muscle around the vaginal opening, which contracts the vestibule and makes a mare wink. Oh wait. You're not, because you have no damn idea what you're talking about. And it's painfully obvious you've had sex with neither women nor mares.

Gather round boys, I'm going to tell you something usef-- interesting, I mean.
Hewman feemails actually have these pelvic muscles too (and they can even use them to twitch their clit, though they can't quite wink). And you can feel it most when you manage to get your girl to orgasm, and I mean actually orgasm, not any kind of those hundreds of different female 'orgasms' that are almost all fake. When you do, it contracts, repeatedly, in a rhythm quite similar to what happens to you when you cum. You can feel it around your shaft, unless your dick is too tiny, making it feel as if her whole vagina is doing it. So you see, it doesn't grab you for several seconds, and it is not the vaginal wall or the muscles inside. And it doesn't matter if it's a horse or human -- these two species are remarkably similar when it comes to pussies.
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>>27742597
http://www.twhbea.com/11PDFs/SSReproductiveAnatomyMare.pdf
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Equine_anatomy
http://www.teagasc.ie/ruraldev/docs/programmes/equine/anatomy_of_mare.pdf
http://www.uaex.edu/publications/pdf/fsa-3039.pdf
How is it possible to be this dumb?
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>>27742615
>a bunch of shit with absolutely no sources
try again summerfag
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>>27742638
You can link all the fucking anatomy PDFs you like. Show me where exactly it's stated that a mare can hold a stallion inside with their vaginal muscles. That's the bullshit. All mammals have vaginal muscle control, none have the ability to fucking trap a dick inside of them.
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>>27742662
>well no, im not actually going to read any of the sources provided!
Holy fuck, I cant tell if youre baiting or not now. Are you denying that mares (like all mammals) have muscle control in their vagina? You do know it doesnt take much at all to hold a fucking finger in one place, right?
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>>27742638
None of those actually confirm your bullshit. What's weird, the condition resulting from a poor vulval conformation is mentioned in several of those. You know what that is, right?

>>27742662
>All mammals have vaginal muscle control
Pelvic floor muscle control, which can be both voluntary and involuntary, and the contraction can last for quite some time (knotting in dogs). No mammal, to my knowledge, can contract their inner *vaginal* walls at will. That doesn't even make sense physiologically.
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>>2774267
Can you even fucking read? Like I said show me exactly where it states that a mare can fucking trap a penis inside of them with their muscles. They can't. I also CLEARLY stated that they have muscle control, just like pretty much all mammals.
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>>27742674
>it doesnt take much at all to hold a fucking finger in one place

Do you know what natural lubrication is?
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>>27742697
Can you even fucking read, you dumb nigger? Show me where in Chuch's green it said anything about holding in a penis. If they do have muscle control, then why couldnt it hold in a damn finger? God damn youre retarted.
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>>27742719
If he's not even trying to get it out, then it wouldnt be that hard to keep it in, even with lube.
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>>27742720
wow you really are a fucking retard.
>>27742410
>for the very purpose of holding in a stallion after ejaculation
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>>27742736
>only one person ever disagrees with me!
God damn youre fucking dumb. Even if that post was me, it doesnt say shit about "trapping in a dick", all it says is holding on to a stallions penis, which ALL FEMALE MAMMALS DO DURING ORGASAM. Christ you're retarded.
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>>27742647
Here you go: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Smooth_muscle_tissue

I didn't think it'd be necessary to source common high-school knowledge, but then again, you're probably an American.
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>>27742762
Why don't you link some unrelated articles so you seem like a smart guy. And when you can't, back off and come with the exact statement that I brought up from the start. Good work anon!
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>>27742773
Show me exactly where in there it backs up any of your bullshit.
>you're probably an American.
Nice ad hominem there, totally makes you seem more credible.
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>>27742804
Wow, thats a terrific argument you got there sport! Loved all of the logic and reasoning you used to back up your point! Good job.
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>>27742819
You were still wrong.
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>>27742832
Oh, he did it again! World class argument you got there, lovin it!
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>>27742842
It doesn't matter. You were still wrong.
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>>27742847
Well, how could i ever hope to compete with such a well thought out and conclusive argument? You did it again my man.
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>>27742864
I don't see a point, you have been proven wrong and there is no use in arguing with retards.
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>>27742885
And where exactly was I proven wrong? Have fun finding that.
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>>27742813
>Smooth muscle is an INvoluntary non-striated muscle.
>https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/involuntary
>Smooth muscle is found within the walls … male and female reproductive tracts

>Inducing stimuli and factors
>Smooth muscle may contract spontaneously (via ionic channel dynamics) or as in the gut special pacemakers cells interstitial cells of Cajal produce rhythmic contractions. Also, contraction, as well as relaxation, can be induced by a number of physiochemical agents (e.g., hormones, drugs, neurotransmitters - particularly from the autonomic nervous system).
>Smooth muscle in various regions of the vascular tree, the airway and lungs, kidneys and vagina is different in their expression of ionic channels, hormone receptors, cell-signaling pathways, and other proteins that determine function.

Note that even gut muscles, which are controlled by actual nerves (autonomic), can't be controlled voluntarily.


The funny thing here is, you're talking to a person who's been elbow deep in a mare multiple times, not that I even expect your retarded biased mind to believe it. I used to work as a big animal vet assistant, but fuck my knowledge and experience.
Correction, you can't really go elbow deep in a mare unless she's huge, or unless you're shoving your arm in her ass to empty the rectum of all the shit for transrectal sonography. The cows are even better.

Mares can only contract their vaginal opening at will (and it's not a very strong contraction), a short section of what you'd call the 'vagina'. If you claim they can somehow for some reason contract the whole vaginal canal, give me some kind of credible source confirming this or explain the mechanism.
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>>27742932
>I used to work as a big animal vet assistant, but fuck my knowledge and experience
Well thats great for you, but I actually own multiple horses, so I suppose our experience is pretty matched up.
>a short section of what you'd call the 'vagina'. If you claim they can somehow for some reason contract the whole vaginal canal, give me some kind of credible source confirming this or explain the mechanism.
Are you denying that the vagina of a mare (and all other mammals) is muscular? Are you denying that mares have muscle control in their vagina? Its not exactly a fucking venus fly trap, but it does contract, and it can clench around objects inside it.
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There was me thinking we could get through a Dash thread without a bunch of morons shitflinging, looks like it's now the norm for Dash threads for this kind of crap to happen.
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>>27742979
I'm pretty sure its all just a handful of people starting all of these arguments too, judging from the posting style.
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>>27742995
Oh by the way, totally unrelated, does anyone have the hd riff of yesterdays episode? I was sick in bed all day, so I missed it.
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>>27742972
>Are you denying that mares have muscle control in their vagina?
Voluntary? Yes. The longitudinal and circular smooth muscle layers of the vagina cannot be controlled at will. When a mare expects to mate, these muscles involuntarily relax and do not resume their previous tonus for some time after mating. Mares can contract their pelvic floor muscles, but so can women.

>I actually own multiple horses
And what sort of activities does your experience come from, I wonder?
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>>27743029
>yesterday's episode
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>>27743068
ppg you moron
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>>27743058
>Mares can contract their pelvic floor muscles, but so can women.
So you do admit that mares can contract their vagina? Nothing in that green said whether or not RD did it at will, but I doubt she did.
>And what sort of activities does your experience come from, I wonder?
Says the guy shoving his arm elbow deep in a horse.
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>>27743068
Yesterday was Saturday, right?
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>>27743089
I wouldn't call it walls. And if she's having an orgasm, the BC muscle isn't continuously held contracted. It should be contracting almost periodically. The orgasm passage just looks weird to me.
>his arm elbow deep in a horse
Just for AI, examination and following antibiotic irrigation mostly
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>>27743100
No episode this week, we're in the mid season hiatus.
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>>27743186
Damn it, I forgot about that. Why the hell is that even a thing, why do they get to just take a fucking break mid season? Seems kinda shitty to me, and I need my pone fix.
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>>27743221
At least it's spread out a bit over the year. I like this idea of a mid-season break.
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>>27743165
Theres nothing weird about it though. RD orgasamed, and her vaginal walls contracted, as all mammals do. Anons fingers were held in place which isnt very difficult, considering he wasnt even trying to remove them in the first place.
>Just for AI, examination and following antibiotic irrigation mostly
You ever had to clean shit out of a horses asshole? You can talk all about muscle control in the vagina, but that thing will clench down crazy fucking hard.
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>>27743255
I just hope the first half hits Netflix before the next ones air. Small chance though.
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(you can keep here the discussion about vaginas, this thread will still be alive for a while)
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>>27743300
>that thing will clench down crazy fucking hard
Yes, the anus is extremely tight compared to the vagina. I was the go to guy for sono examination because of my girly hands. But even with a ton of lubricant and a slippery plastic sleeve, some horses, especially smaller breeds and ponies, didn't like to have a forearm shoved up their ass at all. They can clench, but they can't hold it, so you can usually eventually get in. And once you get past the sphincter, it slides in easily. They tolerate manual vaginal examination better, but that's useless, since many organs are accessible for palpation and sono through only the rectal wall. The vagina is too short.
>Theres nothing weird about it though.
Can't agree with this. What's described in this sentence 'After a few seconds, her walls release their grip on you, freeing your fingers.' doesn't happen in reality. And the wording isn't great either. Instead of walls it's better to say pussy or marehood and mention or imply how it's repeated like a proper orgasm. And of course if the pussy entrance clenches and relaxes repeatedly, how can it hold fingers in place? Eh, forget it. This has gone on long enough.
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You can't bump a thread with 500+ replies. New thread:
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